[LIB]

From out of shadowy corner, a small penguin peeks in, noticing the walls are made of text. Quietly the Penguin vanishes.

FIN

[Fester]

Not seeing the flightless water fowl enter then depart, Fester grumbled to himself as Piaz recited the duties of the house mistress.
In truth after her spanking, she had taken to learning the duties completely…something he didn’t expect.
It goes to show that a little heat on the seat…
Fester shook his head as he tried to back in to Piaz. She looked very cute today…he wondered where she got a hold of a pink sailor uniform…then frowned because he couldn’t remember taking her out or having anything like that in the house.
Her hair was in pigtails, she wore patent leather mary janes and white thigh hi stockings.
He wondered briefly if she knew when she dropped the chalk and she bent over that he could clearly see her hello kitty panties then shrugged as he realized she probably did.
Piaz was a shameless tease for some reason…and she took most times to make that fact known to him.
He took a deep breath then sighed as he realized how cold his bed felt after the night she was scared by the thunder. She had returned to her room the next night, and he couldn’t sleep since then…that was three days ago. And two days since Iamme disappeared.
His magic still failed him when he tried to search for him, and Fester was not happy about the fact that a friend of his was now gone and he couldn’t help him.
“And to suck my master Fester’s cock until he cries for mercy.”
Fester blinked then nodded as his focus returned. “That was very good Pia…I am very…what did you say?”
Piaz giggled but held her hand over her mouth as her eyes crinkled in the corners.
Fester still with a bemused expression levered himself up from the chair. “Did you just say…”
Piaz put her arms at her sides and adopted a serious face. “I just recited the duties of the house mistress.”
Even being mischievous, Piaz had a knack for looking innocent.
“Yeah…uh huh…and what other sexual things should the alpha female do for her master?”
Now Piaz blushed as she realized she had his full attention. “Um…give myself to you no matter what it is you desire…”
She said it with certainty but the hint of something was also there that Fester couldn’t identify. “And what does that mean in lay mans terms?”
Piaz put an index finger in her mouth and chewed it briefly before put her hand back down and answered. “If you wanted to see me naked on the roof with a beer bottle in my bottom and a jelly donut hanging from my hoo ha so you could eat it out, then I should be ready to do that.”
Fester blinked as he wondered where the hell THAT came from. In fact…
“Where the hell did that come from?!?”
Piaz snickered then shrugged with a light blush under her eyes. “Was it not a good explanation?”
Fester blinked for a second then leaned back away from Piaz. He cocked his head at her, gazing in wonder before he reached over and pat her head.
“Class dismissed.”
Piaz clapped her hands then skipped over to the door, then skipped down the hall.
In truth…she was coming along nicely…he figured it wouldn’t be long before she was the house mistress in more then just words, which was also one of the things that bothered Fester.
They had yet to do anything more intimate then chaste kisses and partial penetration…and he was worrying over whether she would ever be able to.
He knew what she was thinking that one time, it was clear on her face she was terrified because of what her uncle had done to her…and he was even more positive that it would be one of the hardest things for her to get over. He tried giving her the words of support she needed…but some rape victims NEVER got over what was done to them…and he so hoped that Piaz would not succumb to the easy path.
With a frown he closed the tome that was open on the podium and walked out of the room so that he could make lunch.

Piaz lay across her bed, a small frown on her face. She REALLY wanted Fester…but she didn’t know if she could do it.
Every time they started something, her uncle’s drooling face would haunt her and it would cause her to freeze and feel so ashamed and terrified.
If only she could just let it go!
Her little hands slammed down against the mattress and she growled in frustration as she bit into her pillow.
“It’s not fair.” She whispered as a few tears escaped her eyes.
“He loves, he’s a good man…and I can’t give him the one thing I want him to have…”
She buried her face in the pillow and screamed before she looked up and saw herself in the mirror again. “Why can I tease him so easily, but when it actually comes down to it, my body won’t let me?”
She waited for her reflection to answer her, but when it didn’t she threw her pillow at the mirror and forced herself to get up and go to the bathroom to wash her face.

Fester looked up at Piaz, and she seemed to be playing with her food.
“What’s wrong little one?” He watched her as she jumped then settled down rather quickly. “I was thinking about Memo…I hope he is ok.”
Fester accepted this as the one time warrior/slave had been plaguing his thoughts too.
“Well, all we can do is hope and wish him a speedy and safe return. He is battling his inner demons, and despite the people around him, only he can fix this problem.”
Piaz frowned as she thought about this long and said nothing while Fester sipped at his gumbo.
After a few minutes, Piaz looked at him again. “Festy…I know you said you wouldn’t…but have you ever wanted to rape someone?”
Fester did his best not to choke too much, but that was the furthest thing from his mind!
After a few seconds of Piaz’s little hands beating on his back and his impersonation of a garden sprinkler, he looked at her a little bemused. “Let me guess…this is your day for saying things to me I never expected…right?”
Piaz blushed then gripped the bottom edges of her skirt and did a little side to side twist which made her look even cuter. “Well…I wasn’t trying to this time…I just wanted to know.”
Fester frowned as he considered then nodded slightly. “I have had desires in that vein a few times…and I have had pets here that enjoyed to be treated roughly. But Rape is an extremely violent and dehumanizing act. A true rape involves pain, torture to an extent, violence, and humiliation. I would never want to subject another person to that unless they deserved it.”
Piaz blinked at him before asking. “How would someone deserve it?”
Fester scooted his chair back and pulled Piaz into his lap which she accepted immediately and got comfortable, her head resting on his shoulder. “People do a lot of things in the name of revenge or vengeance Pia. When I say deserve, I mean a rapist, grabs a woman and violates her horribly, but then when the woman has the opportunity, she does it to him. In a sense, the woman is justified, and perhaps satisfied after she injures her attacker. It is not a good solution, but sometimes in the heat of the moment, it is all someone can think about.”
Piaz frowned as she seemed to get more comfortable. With a yawn, she takes a grip of his holocaust cloak and rubs her head against him. “I think I understand…(Yawn)…but isn’t it wrong for her to do what he did to her to him?”
Fester frowned as he looked at her sleepy eyes then nodded. “Yes it is, but in the eyes of a victim, it isn’t always about what is right.”
Piaz blinked, which caused her to yawn again and Fester rose from the chair and carried her from the kitchen and up the stairs.
With a slight nudge he pushed open her door then sat her down on her bed.
With expert fingers, Fester undid her blouse and skirt, and placed both on hangers in her closet.
Her shoes went next, and then her stockings, before he undid her bra and placed it in her dresser, then with a flourish, he pulled a white nighty from the same dresser, then pulled it over her head and upraised arms. He brushed the hair from her eyes then kissed her lips lightly and she smiled at him as they broke apart. “Take a nap little one, I will continue my efforts to find Memo while you rest.
Piaz frowned, than nodded as she thought again about what they had talked about during lunch and she found a smile for him. “Ok Festy.”
He held aside her covers, and she scooted under them and he tucked her in gently. “Sleep well sweety.”
Piaz smiled and blushed cutely before closing her eyes.
Fester turned and went downstairs to his study when he heard a knock on his front door.
With a frown he turned and opened it and blinked at the person who stood there.
“Hi…my name is Vixen, and I was answering the add you had in the paper about giving special training?”
Fester frowned. "That add is two years old."
The woman blinked. "So does that mean you don't offer special training anymore?"
Fester thought for a moment then shrugged. "Won't you come in?"
Vixen nodded and stepped into the house and whistled. "This is some place!"
Fester smirked, but just as he was about to close the door, a hand stopped it.
With a frown Fester opened it again and Dark Trooper stood there, sans armor. "FEster, it is good to see you again...have I come at a bad time?"
Fester sighed then shook his head. "No...you might as well come in too."
As Dark Trooper stepped in two other soldiers stepped in behind him.
As they came in Fester stuck his head out the door and looked around. Seeing no one Fester nodded and closed the door finally.
Dark Trooper looked at him curiously and Fester shrugged at him. "Don't ask. Vixen, if you could wait in my study please, I will be with you in a moment."
Vixen nodded and with a swish of her tail walked into fester's study.
When Dark Trooper quirked an eyebrow at him Fester shook his head again. "I said don't ask."
With a shrug, Dark Trooper handed him an envelope which Fester blinked at before peeking inside. "It's an invitation. We are having a galla celebration in a few weeks to celebrate the battle and rebuilding of Irongate.Fester nodded as he read the invitation and smiled. "Sounds cool...Piaz and I will be there."
Dark Trooper cleared his throat. "Um...is Iamme Around?"
Fester frowned then shook his head. "Not at this time...I'm hoping he will be back soon."
Dark Trooper nodded but didn't pry. "Well when you see him, give him this invitation, and tell him he has permission to use the machine shop in Irongate to do some tinkering on ideas he may have. The Imperial government was so impressed with his design, they want to see if they can get him to make more devices."
Fester nodded but took the second invitation. "I'll be sure to tell him."
Dark Trooper nodded then turned to leave, but the two troopers that came with him made no move to follow him. Fester cleared his throat and Dark Trooper grinned before he grasped the door knob. "Oh...by the way, the man on your left is the sergeant that helped you on the ground...he was so impressed with you he resigned his commision and requested to be allowed to come see if you would take him under your wing. The female on the right was the trooper with the multi-melta that saved you from the blood thirster...she also was impressed with your bravery and prowess. So I agreed to bring them here and you could decide what to do with them...they are no use to me with two allegiances."
As he said that, both ex space marines dropped to one knee and said almost in unison, "We swear to follow you faithfully no matter the destination."
They remained that way even as Fester turned to the door, but Dark Trooper was already out it and gone.
Fester gazed back at the two with a frown. "Great...just great."

[DkTrper]

Darktrooper Journal.
Entry date: 08-30-09 Local time

How interesting are the times now.

After my visit to Fester's manor, i returned to the safety of my office. I wanted to deliver his invitation and Memo's personally as my way to say thanks for their help during the battle for IronGate. Now, i only need to finish the preparations for the dedication ceremony.

on a different note, imperial planetary intelligence forwarded me a strange report. there have been cases in the local population about unexplained deaths. the victims were unrelated to each other but they all have a common factor. They all have a big hole in their chest area.

I don't like that. sudden deaths can spread panic and mass hysteria, two things that are not good combined. I better take a good look about that.

I forwarded the report to Lt. EVA with orders to follow up on it, but to be followed up quietly. the last thing i need is a panic riot in my hands.

i got a bad feeling about this...

end of file.

[IamMe]

Looking around all I saw was dead wasteland, looking back to the Queen of skulls. "Fester did all this?" The Queen closed her eyes behind her skull mask "Love is the most dangerous of emotions you of all people should know this IamMe." looking deep into the fire "were was I when all this happened." the Queen of skulls sat on a log that was placed around the fire "You moved yourself here it must have been a mistake I knew you had extraordinary powers but time travel at will, That even Baffles me and I have seen a lot in my life." "You mean you didn't give me this power when you traded my destiny for that of the fool?" I carefully examined the queen for a answer "Silly IamMe I was drawn to your sleeping power all the fool card did was wake it up." I'll have to admit i was truly confused the Queen of Skulls pointed at me "You Freed yourself from the rune." Frustrated I replied "Then what appeared on my hand what is this symbol" "You fool, The rune you see and the rune you fear are one in the same but its affect isn't." scratching my head "huh" The Queen smirks "I can spend all Night trying to explain this and you won't understand the rune is not important, What is Important is this world is dead and your the last Man Alive." The Queen of skulls eye's flashed gold I realized she wasn't looking at me as much as she was checking out my unzipped fly its like these pants have a will of there own........

[Fester]

Fester was still frowning as he walked around the two ex-troopers and tried to decide what to do with them.
After a few seconds he shrugged. “I usually only take subs or potential masters under my wing…but I do have a slight need for your skills.”
He looked at the male trooper and stood in front of him. “What is your name?” The man looked and tried not to smile. I am Walt, short for Walter sir.”
Fester frowned as he shook his head. “To begin with, you may call me Fester for the time being…”
As Fester was saying this both troopers frowned and shook there heads negatively so hard Fester was sure one of their heads would pop off. The man spoke up almost immediately. “No sir we cannot do that…it is against protocol and our training!”
Fester quirked his eyebrow at both of them then nodded. “Very well…I would not want to disturb your normal routine, you may call me sir…but the time may come when you will have to use a more casual form of address.”
Both troopers looked at each other then shrugged. “Yes sir.”
Fester put his arms behind his back and walked around the two again. Well Walt, What was your specialty before you left?”
Walt threw back his shoulders in pride. “Sir, before I became Sergeant I was small arms specialist…I would maintain the armory, and I was unmatched in my marksman skills.”
Fester nodded as he stopped in front of him again. “I see…very well.” Fester then turned and stood in front of the woman. “And what is your name?”
The woman’s head snapped up again. “Sir, my name is Karen, and I was a close combat specialist with a secondary in heavy weapons sir!”
Fester nodded as he considered then nodded again. “Very well…you will find this will be a lot more laid back then what you are used to, and you may seem things that are both shocking and or surprising. I will keep you both on for a month to see how you adapt. In the meantime I have a task for both of you, you are to set up and armory by any means necessary, You will maintain it as if you were still in the military, and everything in it are your personal responsibility…do you understand?”
Both troopers nodded the affirmative and waited for him to continue. “That is your secondary duty…your primary is guardian/protector. If I go somewhere I expect one of you to be with me at all times. That goes also for my ward, who is sleeping right now. If either of us tells you that we don’t need protection, you are to follow at a discreet distance anyway. One of you will be hear at all times, and no one is allowed in without permission. This is your home now, and I expect you to treat it as such. You will maintain your physical conditioning, and you will learn the city and keep your skills sharp…do you understand?”
Both troopers nodded quickly, Karen openly grinning, Walter trying to hide a smirk. “Yes sir!”
Fester smiled before he clapped his hands together. “Excellent. I expect there to be access to weapons on every floor, do NOT fire heavy or support weapons in the house, and I would like to put one of you in the room on the end of the north side…downstairs, and the other upper floor south side. This way one can cover the upstairs and backyard while the other can cover the downstairs and entry way. I do not care who gets what position, just make it happen.”
Both troopers nodded again, seriousness back on their faces. “Well? Dismissed.”
Both troopers jumped to their feet, one heading for the stairs, the other heading for the back of the house.
Fester smirked and let out a little chuckle as he shook his head. “As if my life wasn’t interesting enough.” With a sigh, he turned and walked into his study.

Dark Trooper walked down the hall to his quarters with a new bounce in his step. Not only had he delivered the invitations to Fester and virtually set up the imperium with new tech weapons from a man who seemed to be a mechanical genius, but he was able to get rid of two problem troopers.
He felt kind of bad dumping them on Fester, but if anyone could straighten them out, he was the one.
The one guy, Walter…he was a neat freak to the point of seeming excessive compulsive unless something else is occupying him…but as soon as he saw dirt or what he perceived to be dirt…there he went.
And the other one…Karen. He was amazed she hadn’t been drummed out long ago.
A superlative soldier, expert in all of the fields she trained in and an incredible combat soldier…it was too bad she was a nympho-maniac.
And Bi-sexual so no one was really safe.
Dark Trooper sat down and leaned back in his chair with his hands behind his head until the duty officer walked in. “Sir, this report just in.”
Dark Trooper sat up, took the report and read it and his face slowly transformed into a deep frown.
Local law enforcement were fielding reports of civilians disappearing now. Only 5 people so far, but as he saw it, 5 was all it took to create a riot.
“Lieutenant, assign a detachment of scouts to help investigate these occurrences. I want a report three times a day, and I want no excuses. If necessary, assign 2 other detachments to help in the searching. I want this mystery solved as soon as possible, there is only 1 week until the gala and the brass will be here…and you know what that is like.”
The lieutenant nodded crispy which Dark Trooper returned before he turned and left the office.
Dark trooper was still frowning as he turned on his desk top and started going through files of known biological entities that took hostages. Granted, the list would be long since he didn’t have much else to go on. Wait…weren’t there two teenagers found with their chest burst open?
He added that to the search engine and came up with a list, 5,000 entries long.
He tried to narrow it down to indigenous to the current system, and got back 0.
Well that shortened the list. He thought sarcastically before reentering the original parameters.
“Process of elimination I guess…now where do I start?”
Dark Trooper grumbled as he opened up the bio page and started reading.

Fester sighed again, (he was doing that a lot lately) as he closed the door to his study and mounted the stairs. He wondered how long the kitsune would actually stay. She wasn’t interested in being submissive, but she wasn’t interested in being a master…but she paid 1 month in advance to look around and see if she could get a feel for either. Fester didn’t want to agree at first, but he decided it was ok since there had been so little life in the house for so long.
She agreed to take one of the bedrooms upstairs and sauntered up the steps. While interesting, and Fester had had sex with stranger looking beings, she didn’t do much for him…maybe it was all the stress, or maybe he was feeling something else.
As he got to the top of the steps he shrugged his shoulders with a smile. “Se la vie said the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell.” He sang before he turned towards his bedroom. A hot shower, some dinner, and maybe a snifter of scotch to settle him and he would turn in early.
Did I mention fate had other plans?
Fester opened the door to his bedroom to see a fox tail wiggling in front of him. Unfortunately, there was a naked kitsune attached to it.
Well…mostly naked…she had on a thong.
She turned as the door opened and screeched.
“Why are you in my room?”
Fester shook his head and walked over to his closet, opened it and pulled out a holocaust cloak, still on the hanger. “This is my room. I told you to pick a room upstairs but not the one with the double doors.”
She blinked as she covered her nipples with both hands. “Oh…I must have missed that part.”
Fester grumbled as he put the hanger back in the closet and closed the door…just to hear a loud gasp from the door, and he almost swallowed his tongue as he turned around and of course…Piaz stood there, eyes big, mouth open, and now an index finger pointing at the mostly naked woman.
Piaz then looked at him and took a deep breath and Fester quickly spoke. “Piaz…before you go off the deep end you should know…”
<SHHHHHRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKK>
She shrieked as she now pointed from one to the other. Fester took a step towards her but she backed up. “How could you Festy? How could you!” And she turned, sobbing loudly as she ran and he heard the door to her room slam.
Vixen turned to him with a grin. “Your daughter sure has a set of lungs.”
Fester frowned as his shoulders sagged. “She’s not my daughter…she’s my alpha…or was going to be.”
Vixen frowned as she looked after where the girl ran. “Oh…isn’t she a little young?”
Fester growled losing his patience. “Pick any other room than this one, the one she just ran into, and the one on the end of the hall.” He then calmly walked over to Piaz’s door.
Vixen frowned after him before grabbing her clothes and walking out too. “Hmph, grumpy.” Was all she said.

As Vixen walked by him, Fester was politely knocking on Piaz’s door. A shouted, “Go away!” made him look up at the ceiling and grumble to himself. “Piaz…open the door please.”
When she didn’t unlock the door Fester counted to ten to calm himself, but still shouted, “PIAZ…open this door NOW!”
Three seconds later he heard the lock click and he opened the door and walked into the room.
The first thing he saw was “fester bear” had found a landing spot on his head across the room, as far away from her as possible. With a sigh he went and picked it up before walking over and sitting next to her body as she lay sprawled on the bed, shoulders shaking, face turned away from him.
He lay the bear gently at her feet and let his weight settle down onto the mattress. “You know…if you are going to condemn me, you should at least here all of the evidence.”
She didn’t say anything, but her shoulders seemed to shake less so he continued.
“You know what I am. I didn’t hide it from you, and I made you well aware of it before I started teaching you. Will I have sex with other women…if I have to yes. It is part of the training and I would not be who I am if I didn’t teach what I know.”
She said nothing, but she sniffed a few times and her shoulders definitely did not shake as much as they were before.
Fester took this as a positive sign so he continued. “We have three new house guests now, two ex marines from Dark Troopers command. I have a feeling there is something about them I wasn’t told, but I will wait and see. The third, you have already seen.”
With those words Piaz raised head and wailed before burying her face in the pillow again, shoulders shaking anew.
Fester sighed and reached over and pat her backside…which produced a violent reaction as she pulled away and yelled. “Don’t touch me!”
At this point, Fester had had enough. With a growl he stood up, visibly shaking in anger. “Off your belly and on your knees…NOW!”
Piaz jumped up and off the bed and knelt at his feet…still crying but immediately obedient as he walked around and stood to face her.
He stared at her for a few seconds, eyes smoldering as he visibly tried to calm himself.
“I am very disappointed in you. Already the first test, and you throw a hissy fit and ignore everything I have told you since we first started. This is intolerable. You had no right to think negative thoughts about what I was doing. It was not your business to know…and I will remind you that I am the master. If that is too hard for you to understand…then I have other ways to show you.”
She stopped sniffling but occasionally a tear would roll from one of her eyes to splash down on her nightgown, but Fester had much more to say. “If we didn’t have a contract, you would be out the door in a heartbeat, and I would not give a wit for your feelings.”
Fester reached out and lifted her eyes to him by tilting her chin up. “But this is more then just a simple Dom sub relationship, there are emotions involved now, strong emotions that can make or break people’s lives…and while that was not my original intention, it is what it has become.”
Fester frowned before he shook his head at her. She still watched him, but he could clearly see confusion in her eyes.
Fester backed up a step towards the door. “You are in confusion, your heart is split. I understand the reason why, but you are overstepping yourself, and that is unacceptable.”
Fester took another step back then frowned. “My lifestyle will change if I choose to…but my master believed that if you loved me, you would understand that despite what I had to do on occasions, you would be the one holding my heart…no other.”
A final step back put him outside the room, and his hand on the door knob. “And I didn’t have sex with her…I didn’t even touch her…”
Piaz blinked then quietly asked. “But she was naked…how come if you’re telling the truth?”
Fester smiled sadly as he stood there. “You should know the answer to that. If I had sex with her, I would tell you, I have no reason to cover it up or hide it from you. You are…or were going to be my alpha. There is more to it then just being subservient to me and running the household. You are also supposed to be my confidant, my support, my balance. Without that, I have only myself, and I have already proven in the past that is a formula that doesn’t work.”
Piaz looked down as she thought about his words and nodded. “Ok…so if you want to bump uglies with someone else, I have to deal with it.”
Fester shook his head as he felt his patience slipping. “Hear with your ears, and listen with your mind. I don’t want to have sex with anyone else! I have no need for it. If the occasion arose where I had to teach a sub about sex I would try and find a surrogate first, but if I could not, or the person truly needed my expertise, then yes…I would have to…but my desire is not to bed every sub that walks through the door! And if you don’t believe me ask Vixen, the woman you saw in my bedroom? She will be staying here for a while, and I told her to pick one of the bedrooms up here…well she chose mine by accident. She was changing…for whatever reason…and if you think carefully, you will remember I was fully dressed, and on the other side of the room from where she was…and last time I checked, I’m just not that well endowed.”
Piaz’s face screwed up in momentary concentration before she looked at Fester with apprehension. “I..I thought…and she is so much bigger then me…and you might want her more…”
Fester sighed as he nodded. “She may be more endowed then you, but I doubt she could ever match up with you. Remember, I chose you, not her, and if the opportunity arose again, I would still choose you. But, you did the exact same thing that I did with Memo. You made a conclusion before you had all the facts.”
Piaz blinked before cocking her head at Fester. “What do you mean? What did you do to Memo?”
Fester made a face as he realized he revealed too much, but shrugged. “Before we admitted to our mutual interest to each other, I told Memo that you were off limits to him.…The next morning I saw you tip toeing to the bathroom…sans panties…and I thought the worst.” Fester hung his head for a second before he looked at her from under hooded eyes. “I was ready to kill him when I walked into your room and I recognized the distinct smell of recent sexual activity.”
Piaz’s eyes got big and she blushed hard for a second. “But I didn’t...we didn’t...” Her face almost fell then she realized something. “Wait…I remember!”
And she jumped to her feet and looked around real quick until she spotted “fester bear” and she clung to it like a life line before she turned back to Fester. “It was you!…I was dreaming of you and I was...” And she blushed so deeply he was sure she would pass out but he shook his head saving her some further embarrassment. “I know.…When I picked up your teddy and found it soaking wet on it’s lower half I knew what had happened…and I apologized to Memo.”
Piaz hugged her teddy tight as she looked at him with a smile. “You were jealous...for me?”
Fester looked at his feet and nodded. “Yeah. I’ve never felt this way before, so it is all new to me I think.”
Piaz walked closer to him and reached out and touched his hand. “Festy…I’m sorry. It isn’t easy for me either.”
Her eyes were soft and seemed to smile at him as he looked into them. “It was just a shock to me…I didn’t want someone to have you…before me...” She said rather shyly as she looked at him. After a few minutes of them staring at each other, Piaz giggled as she looked at him mischievously. Placing the teddy on the foot of her bed, she walked over then held her arms up to Fester. Fester chuckled then picked her up like he was carrying a small child and she wrapped her legs around him as she hugged his neck and kissed him on the cheek.
“Festy, I think I’m dirty. Can you give me a bath?”

[IamMe]

I had never been more serious in my life As i reached down and zipped my pants up "Sorry lady I get what I want and then you get what you want." The Queen of skulls raises her eyes back to mine the gold grew faint revealing the dead gray that it was "Oh so you think you can barter." expressing how serious I was I cocked a eyebrow "I'm the last walking dick in this time and if you want a ride on the memtrain your going to teach me how to use my powers so I can go Back to the Mansion and help my friends." The Queen look almost surprised by my reaction "I accept your proposal but I better receive Payment worth the training." at that point I was cocky "Are you kidding i can satisfy a Mermaid ancient spirit who hasn't been laid in fucking forever I'll make your toes curl so hard they will break off." The Queen chuckled "Surely, We start training tomorrow rest now the days that fallow will be harsh and painful."

Mean while Back in present time a Rusty BMW Beetle Parks in front of the Festers Homely Mansion, Goblin opens the door enthusiastically stepping out her intentions are solely to insure her investment was not a wasted en devour walking to the door she calmly Knocked on the door, With Fester busy with Piaz, Walt answered the door as the door opened Goblin Smiled "Is memo in by chance?" startled by the look of the person on the other side of the door Walt fallowed Orders "Sorry ma'am No one is allowed inside with out Festers permission." Goblin with a look of disappointment "Can you tell Fester That I am here to speak with IamMe." Walt thinks it over "Wait hear Ma'am I will give Fester your request as soon as he is finished with his current business." Walt closes the door and heads up stairs A few secounds later karen opens the door getting a good look of Goblin's Body she says "Your not a switch hitter by chance"...............

[DkTrper]

Darktrooper Personal Journal.
Entry date: 9-04-2009, local time.

Being the person that i am, and all that i have done, i wasn't surprised that a search of the imperial records for the parameters i already established yielded 5000 different entries. well, there is a lot of data that spans 12 galaxies and 25 millenniums. but, there was something about the peculiarity of the deaths that hounded my mind.

a giant hole in the victim's chest area. humm...

I added a tag to the search query "chest hole" and retried.

The search engine reduced the tally to 1500 results. well, this is better.

i better find out more of this cases. i'll wait for the next report.

end of file.

[Photh]

...I've strolled the Prado, I've gambled on the Bourse; the seven wonders of the world I've seen, and many are the places I have been...

Clang! White hot sparks flew from the anvil as Enlil hammered another wonder from the void. Clang! Photh watched in silence, a wisp of smoke peering from behind the forge's chimney. Enlil wore a demon skin apron, freezing stray embers instantly on contact. Clang! Satisfied, Enlil tossed the red hot creation in the tempering pool, F-AW-TH-SSS! Removing the apron, Enlil beckoned the cooling item from the waters. It rose into Enlil's hand and they vanished.

Other Masters had left things behind, sure, Photh always leaving them alone, but never a smith's apron. Its black surface, dangling over a metal rack, looked almost wet. Frost appeared on its edges. To wear it, he could -- maybe -- be like a Master. Go ahead, no ones around. Why not? Cautiously he walked behind the rack. A smoky arm reaching out, touching it....

"THIEF!"

...You'll meet honest men, and pick-pockets skilled, you'll find that business never ceases 'til somebody gets killed!

Eight Rishis chanted in a circle around Photh. The magic holding him fast against a banyan tree, ripping the demon skin from his body. Blasts of sleet and hail shot from the black apron Photh wore, aimed at his captors, smashing against magical shields before reaching them. A ninth raced forward, placing a wood box near Photh's feet, his chanting faltering as he fumbled with the latch.

Photh froze the unprotected Rishi instantly, one word escaping his lips. "Justice."

I'd rather be there than any place I know, I'd rather be there than any place I know...

Loose, red ribbon in one hand, the other resting on the open jamb of the bathroom. Delia's wet black hair, bob-cut above, curly below, screamed against her white skin. Hot water dripped from her naked breasts. Steam rising from her, bare hips cocked, "Sorry, but I didn't have time to wrap your present."

Photh let his rising cock release his towel, pointing the way. She stood there, dripping, his hard sex leading him to her smile. Lifting crimson from her palm, let it flutter to the floor. "I'll make an exception. This time." His lips smothering her comeback.

Slow dancing, her body swaying with his. Four hands petting damp skin. Breasts sliding against muscle. Cock rubbing against abdomen. Photh led Delia in a foreplay foxtrot around his studio apartment. One hand resting on her back, the other cupped white, teasing brown nipple. She held him close and low, feeling his ass flex as they danced and stroking his hard shaft. Kissing and turning. Petting and turning. Changing leads and turning.

He stopped, the back of her legs touching the bedspread. She hugged him, whispering, "Let me see the magic." Sinking backward, spreading white over quilt squares.

Delia tingled as Photh faded at the foot of the bed. His wicked smile and slate eyes hovering in midair. The disembodied parts floated over her offered body, teeth sinking to nibble nipples, coming to rest above her face. Photh's mouth disappeared, slate eyes watching her, transparent shaft spreading white, filling pink.

...Yes, I'm goin' to the river, maybe by and by...

'Pastor Abraham' was on the stage spurring the assembled crowd on, offering praise to an unnamed deity, as the orgy continued. Photh wore the demon apron, emerging from a wall shadow, frost edging his face and body. Delia disappeared a week ago and this was where the demon had tracked her.

The closest guard died before turning, touch flash frozen. Two others were iced as they charged, inertia shattering their frozen bodies upon the stone floor. The last's haymaker swung through gray fog. Screaming in pain he collapsed clutching his frostbit arm. The nearest fornicators screamed, scrambling to get clear, Photh standing and staring at the stage.

"Give her back Irons!"

Pastor Abraham turned, speaking as loud but to the silent, pink haired woman in leather on stage with him. "Seems the Vetala has arrived Mistress Bliss, just as you predicted." Facing Photh, "Well Demon, you'll have to be more specific." Sweeping his arms over the orgy. "There's so many I forgot which one is yours."

"Delia!" Anger forcing a step before he caught himself.

"Delia? Delia? Mistress Bliss, any of your recent playthings called Delia?" Not waiting for her answer, "So that's its name." Beginning to pace. "It was very helpful. Told us all about you, including that little secret you keep hidden in a sideboard." Stopping and folding his arms. "I'd say it's just about to read that inscription. On the inside of the cover, right?"

Irons laughed as Photh sprinted to the nearest travel shadow, feeling the binding spell already beginning as he dove into it.

Because the river's wet, and Beale Street's done gone dry.

"DEE-LEE-AH!" The vision of Delia's frozen hands snapping off as the banyan box closed, the sound of her screams, shattered insanity's grip. More minutes passed full of solemn mantras. "Never, never, never again. Never."

Cold concrete against his side opened Photh's eyes. He was in the building's basement storage area. Great. Didn't know how long he'd been ghosting down. Glad it wasn't a first floor apartment.

[Photh]

Thankfully nobody was in the stairwell commenting on Photh's nakedness. Cool linoleum slapped under his bare feet all eight flights to the third floor. Photh pulled the fire door open and went through, hearing the stair door opening on the second floor and approaching footsteps. Eyes on the lookout for opening doors Photh quickstepped to his apartment. Punching in the lock number he missed the click behind him, his neighbor's door swinging open.

"Nice ass."

"Thanks." Was all he could come up with, quickly moving inside, pushing the door closed with a complimented cheek. A fast look through the peephole revealed Photh's new neighbor. Chocolate hair, a vanilla, sleeveless tee and spearmint shorts. She winked at his door, doing a slow turn and strolling out of view. "Sweet."

A double check of the apartment confirmed it wasn't a delusion. It was gone -- stolen. None of his expensive stuff was missing, microwave, TV, stereo, all here. So they broke in with a plan. No, not broke it, got in. The door wasn't busted, it looked and worked fine. Whoever, knew about the box, took the stones too. Photh ran through the short list of people he'd told. Nobody would've taken it -- well, maybe, if he'd disappeared for a long time. Shit! How long had he been out of it.

Time to get decent again. Jabville was a loose town, just not swinging in the breeze loose. Shit, he sure was burning though clothes. Skipped over the chiquitas, bright yellow shirt and slacks, slipping on a pair of denim shorts and navy tee. Shoving on a pair of sandals, Photh followed the spearmint shorts, hopefully, heading for The Corner.

Early afternoon, Photh arrived at The Corner coffee shop. A fast, necessary trip to Jabville International Savings and a quick palm scan refilled his cash reserves, folded nicely in his right hand pocket. Grabbing a Jabville Today from the reading rack near the open door Photh parked at a solo table outside. These were daytime only seating but he'd be finished by dusk. Ordering a large Cuppa, fire brewed with a pinch of sugar and condensed milk, opened the paper to the Local section and started at the top. The date showing the time lost, bold black showing what he'd missed.

This post has been edited by Photh: 12 September 2009 - 08:40 PM

[Fester]

Fester smiled and nodded his head. “Alright…grab your stuff and meet me at the bathroom.”
Piaz slid down off of him as he let her go and turned to her dresser, already digging through the drawers.
Fester turned and walked to the bathroom and went to open the door, but found it locked. With a frown he shrugged and turned to yell for Piaz to meet him in his room, but there she stood in front of him.
With a smirk he gestured for her to follow him and led her to his bathroom in the master bedroom.
When they reached it, she looked around and gasped at the site.
The bathroom was huge and beautifully made. His and her sinks, separate shower stall, and a huge sunken tub that looked big enough for four.
Piaz walked over and touched it and it made him chuckle. “Yes…it is very real.”
Piaz wasn’t sure what it was made of…but it didn’t look or feel like porcelain. “It’s beautiful Festy…and it’s huge!”
Fester snickered as he thought of a joke, but instead of voicing it he opened a cabinet and took out some “strawberry” body wash before coming over and turning the water on in the tub.
After testing the temperature, he set the plug then turned to her, a smile still on his face. “Ready?”
Piaz smiled and nodded her head. “Mmmhmm.” She said as she held her arms above her head.
Fester reached out and carefully pulled her nighty over her head and laid it across the sink before looking at her again. She still had a small smile on her face, but it was now accompanied by a blush that started on her cheeks and ended under her eyes that made her look like she had just come from out in the cold.
Fester smirked before he rubbed her head, then bending down he hooked his index fingers in her panties, but her little hands grabbed his and stopped them. At his questioning look she poked her lip out at him. “You didn’t even look at them.”
Fester smiled but nodded as he let them go and she turned around and bent forward slightly.
Fester snickered as he looked at the little duck image printed on the back and read the caption. The duck looked young, supposedly representing a 2 year old and flustered as it said, “My name is no no!”
They were low rise bikinis, and made of a nylon material that was soft and smooth to the touch.
Fester realized he would have to pay better attention to what she picks out the next time they went shopping…he did not remember seeing these before.
Hooking his fingers in the waistband again, he pulled them down off her hips, past her knees, and stopped at her ankles where she stepped out of them. He reached up and laid them on top of her nighty before gently picking her up, and sitting her in the tub.
Piaz closed her eyes and sighed in pleasure as she sank into the water. “It’s warm Festy…” Fester smirked and nodded as he turned the water off, and removed his holocaust cloak.
Piaz opened her eyes and watched him as he stepped in and sat on the edge of the tub.
She noticed now for the first time the many scars that crisscrossed his chest and arms, some which must have been very deep.
Most of them were thick and long…and some of them looked like they didn’t heal properly.
She wondered at the amount of pain he must have gone through during his life. As she thought of that, he reached over and guided her to between his legs, her back facing him and he loosened her pig tails and shook her hair out straight before pouring a cup of water over her head making her gasp.
He smiled as he did it again, tilting her head back a little so it wouldn’t run down in her face, before she reached up and wiped her eyes. She smiled at him and he smiled back down at her as he poured some shampoo in his hands and began to massage it into her scalp and hair.
Piaz sighed and closed her eyes again as his fingers worked firmly yet gently through her hair, giving her goose bumps and all over she started to tingle.
No one had ever made her feel this comfortable before, and she wondered at the man’s hands that were so scarred and calloused, and yet so gentle and caring.
She wasn’t sure how long she leaned against him, but after a blissful eternity she felt his hand on her forehead and could feel the water as he rinsed the soap from her hair.
Without a word, fester finished rinsing her hair, then sat down in the water himself and pulled her into his lap and began to wash her using the body wash and a scrub glove.
His hands were still very gentle as he went over her shoulders and neck, her breasts, which while small (a 32 B cup) had rather large nipples. They were a coral pink, and while the areola was not very large (perhaps the size of a quarter) the nipple jutted away from it at almost a half an inch, and almost as round as his pinky.
He smirked at her as she blushed when they hardened under his attention, and he enjoyed the way she looked.
Before long, he had washed all of her except the parts he wanted to do last. Here is where things would be tricky.
He maneuvered himself back up on the edge of the tub, then guided her up onto her feet, before reaching down and grabbing the body wash again, and rubbed it into the sponge.
With a kind look, he spoke softly to her. “Turn around.”
With a nod, she faced the wall, and leaned forward, hands holding her up against the wall as she bent over. She gasped when she felt his hand go between her buttocks and wipe gently, scrubbing every inch, missing nothing. She started to pant lightly as she began to feel her body reacting to his hands.
There was something about his hands…they always seemed to make her hoo ha wake up and her body tingle. Her hips rocked back involuntarily and she gasped when the sponge made contact with her labia and she instinctively knew she would explode again soon if only he would touch…
But fester withdrew his hand and soaped the glove up again and turned her around, which made her pout in frustration.
The pout didn’t last long however as his hand dipped down and touched her on her pubic mound and she moaned in anticipation as the glove traced along the outside of her center, touching everywhere except where she needed it to go.
His hand would get maddeningly close, than move away a little before inching closer again. This went on for an indeterminate amount of minutes until she grabbed his hand with both of hers and tried to force it to go where she wanted it. “FESTER!” she wailed causing him to look at her with a smirk. “Do you have a need Pi?”
Piaz, face aflame and body quivering with want nodded vigorously as she continued to pull at his hand.
Fester chuckled as he still held his hand away from her. “You know you can ask better then that Pi.”
Piaz’s eyes opened and he could see it in her eyes. “Please master…touch me!”
Fester chuckled then nodded as he let her pull his hand slowly to her crotch until it made contact, and her legs trembled as she moaned from the deepest part of herself.
It was only a light touch, but after his teasing when he actually pressed his hand more into her and rubbed against her clit, she screamed out as her legs collapsed and she shuddered over and over again in release, gasping and thrusting her hips against his hand.
Fester for his part had caught her, and was now holding her against him as she continued to spasm. He had been with women previously who would have orgasms at the drop of the hat, but this was unique. Piaz was the only woman who would have multiple orgasms without him having to put forth a lot of effort. He continued to rub her for a few seconds then pulled his hand away, and she blissfully let it go, quiet sighs and moans still escaping from her.
Fester smiled at her before he reached down and pulled the plug out of the tub, then lifting her in his arms he carried her into the bedroom, and lay her gently on “her” side of the bed, and covered her with the comforter.
Her cute little snores could be heard…and he grinned as he realized a good orgasm would knock her out better then vodka.
With a slight snicker he walked into the bathroom and took a shower, before he went back, still wet in the bedroom, and carefully climbed under the blankets.
He wasn’t sure how long his eyes had been closed, or if he had been dreaming…but he felt tiny hands touching him and he opened her eyes and looked into hers as she began stroking him.
A slight blush on her face, but her eyes looked eager as she grinned mischievously at him. “Festy…make me your woman?”

Memo frowned as he looked at the queen of skulls then nodded. “Alright…if you teach me to use my abilities, I’ll give you what you want.”
The queen laughed lightly as she looked at him. “I thought you were married…and it wouldn’t be fair to her?”
Memo frowned before he shook his head. “It wouldn’t…but the way I see it we are in the future if this is my world, and if that is the case then she’s already dead so I have no one to be faithful too.”
The queen grinned at him and nodded. “You are splitting hairs…but if that is the way you see it, then move the earth for me, and I will teach you all I know…fail, and you can stay here with the knowledge that this world died because you weren’t here to save it.”
Iamme took a deep breath before letting it out.
“Then prepare for the mother of all earth quakes lady…I’m fuckin’ you tonight!”

[Fester]

Fester opened his mouth to answer her, when a knock occurred on his door.
With a grumble he called out. “Yeah?”
The door opened and Walt stepped in. “Sir…there is a “Goblin” here to see you, she says it is important…”
He stopped there then walked across the room and picked up one of Fester’s shoes and aligned it with the other one before walking back towards the door, but then stopped and wiped the smudge off a mirror before continuing and standing at the door again.
Fester frowned then gasped before breathing deeply and calming himself. “F..find out what she needs, and if it doesn’t neeeeeeeed my direct attention…then t.t.t.take her to where she needs to go. Goblin is an old ffffffriend!” The last part almost finished in a high soprano.
Walt looked at him and nodded. “Very good sir.” Then walked out the door, closing it behind him.
When walt was gone fester threw back the comforter and exposed Piaz who had both hands wrapped around the root of his problem and was licking it like an ice cream cone.
“What are you doing?”
Piaz blinked at him before removing her tongue from him. “I thought that would be obvious Festy. Has someone neglected your education?”
Fester frowned and she just grinned at him until he leaned forward to grab her, and her counter was very effective as she took the head in her little mouth and sucked hard on it.
Fester’s eyes crossed and he fell back on the pillow again and she giggled and started licking at him again.
After a few seconds Fester groaned. “Where did you learn this? I haven’t taught you this yet.”
Piaz grinned wide before sucking the very tip between her lips again, causing him to spasm slightly before she looked at him with innocent eyes. “I read one of the tutorial manuals in the training room, and I found a few DVDs in the entertainment room while you were sleeping the other day. I’m not sure if I am doing it as good as the girl in the video, but I am having fun.”
Fester grinned at her but reached down and grabbed her by her hip and got her to swing around until they were in a 69, her on top. “Well I find nothing wrong with your technique…but let’s see how long you can keep your concentration now.”
With that Fester placed her legs one under each arm until she was positioned perfectly and slightly spread, her nether lips already moist for him.
He breathed out against her and she shivered between licks before his tongue reached forth and lightly caresses her clit hood, making her jump and gasp loudly. With a grin Fester did it again lightly, enjoying how she jumps and almost giggles as she begins to jump with each light flick of his tongue until she shuddered and wailed above him, her tiny body spasming in the throws of a new orgasm from a completely different set of stimulus.
After a few seconds he suddenly felt the head of his cock slide into her mouth and she began suctioning him like he had never felt before. Fester had had many women in his years, and experienced many things, but he could not remember ever feeling sensations like this before. Her little head bobbed up and down as her even smaller cheeks pulled inward, pulling on him harder then a vacuum motor, and he could feel his soldiers begin their long march to battle.
Deciding not to enjoy by himself, Fester gripped her hips and spread her labia with his thumbs, pushing her clit from its hood and with a snarl captured it between his lips.
Piaz gasped and her entire body went rigid before her head started moving even faster and her hands stroked him harder and faster and simultaneously, they both released, she flooding his mouth with her juice as it ran from her like a stream, he shooting into her mouth like a fire hose.
Piaz gasped and choked a little on the sheer volume and the force it flew from him, and as she tried to swallow, she continued to stroke him and his seed coated the side of her face and her hair.
Fester’s head fell back on the pillow and he gasped before he looked down at Piaz and snickered. It looked as if she had icing dripping from the side of her face and she looked back at him with one eye closed and laughed herself. The lower half of festers face looked like a glazed donut, and they couldn’t help laughing at each other.
“Do you like to shoot it on me Festy?”
Fester nodded emphatically. “It feels awesome…I’m glad you kept going…did it taste foul?”
Piaz frowned for a second before she licked his slit, making him jump and smacked her lips. “No…it tastes kind of minty.”
Fester blinked at her. “Minty? That’s the first time I’ve heard that…maybe it’s the tea I’m drinking.”
Piaz smiled shyly at him. “Well I don’t care. I like it. I would have drank it all, but there was so much, and it came out like it shot from a gun!”
Fester winked at her before he said, “Bang bang darlin.”
Causing them to both giggle until a voice interupted them.
“How sweet…the monster and the child. Perhaps you will learn from her what you failed in the past?”
Fester looked across the room as Piaz eeped, jumped up and fled to the bathroom.
With a sigh he stood and wiped his face on a stray shirt before he balled it up and threw it in the hamper. “Goddess…to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?”
The goddess Aveta stood across the room, a smirk on her face as she stared at him. “You seem to have let yourself go Fester…your ass isn’t as firm as it used to be.”
Fester chuckled as he put on his holocaust cloak and turned to look at her. “Funny…you haven’t changed a bit it seems.”
Aveta smirked before she nodded. “Touché. I am not here to fight with you dark one, but to ask if you have seen one of my followers.”
Fester nodded as he sat in his chair. “Ask and I may have information or I can acquire it.”
Aveta nodded as she reached up and squeezed her left breast, letting out a quiet moan from her mouth and one from under her skirt. “I have not heard from nor do I sense Memo. He was here for a while and now I cannot feel him anywhere.”
Fester frowned before resting his head in his hand. “Memo is beyond my reach as well. His powers are not under his control still and I fear it has taken him beyond our reach at least. It may be up to him to return to us…but I am still looking.”
Aveta frowned as she dropped her arm to her side. “Then you are useless to me.”
The bathroom door opened and Piaz hopped in Fester’s lap, panties and nighty on. “Fester has many uses.” She said a bit stiffly before she kissed his cheek, and looking at Aveta with a frown. “Don’t talk about him like that.”
Aveta looked incredulously at the girl then laughed. “Child…do you know who I am?”
Piaz shrugged before she rubbed her head against Fester’s shoulder. “I don’t care. Don’t insult my Festy.” This was followed by her sticking her tongue out at the goddess causing a light laugh to come from under her skirt. “Never have I seen anyone stand up to my goddess like that…she’s a keeper Fester.”
Aveta lifted her skirt and frowned down at herself. “Shut it cunt! No one insults me!”
Fester nodded slightly and pushed Piaz off his lap. “Kneel Pi, and stay silent.”
Immediately Piaz dropped to her knees next to him and looked at him questioningly.
Fester frowned as he looked back up at Aveta. “Forgive my alpha…she is still learning her place…but as you and I have talked about in the past Aveta…you get more flies with honey then vinegar.”
Aveta released her skirt and frowned in turn at Fester. “Now there is the pot calling the kettle black…”
Fester shook his head. Before reaching down and rubbing Piaz’s head. “Be that as it may, she is very protective of me it seems, and if you were less inclined to insult first, she might show you the proper amount of respect.” Fester grinned at Aveta before he shrugged. “You and I have always had our little differences, but you know I respect you, and for some odd reason you respect me. Give her time and a reason and she will respect you as well.”
Aveta grunted but looked her usual standoffish way. “If you find Memo, contact me.” She said before she floated up and through the ceiling.
Piaz blinked up at Fester and he looked down at her. “It’s alright now, you can speak again.”
Piaz took a deep breath then let it out with a growl. “What a bitch!”
Fester laughed heartily before picking her up and placing her in his lap again. “You should be aware that SHE is a goddess…and I do not mean in the beauty sense…she really is a being of incredible power…and you were just mouthing off at her.”
Piaz’s hands shot to her mouth as her eyes got big. “Festy I didn’t…she could’ve…but she didn’t…”
Fester shushed her by kissing her lips before he pulled back and smirked at her. I have not found a way to stop her from coming and going into and out of the house as she pleases…but she is not malicious…just caustic. I know a few of her secrets…so she does not push issues with me…but she seems to respect people who do not fear her…just don’t go overboard.”
Piaz nodded but her face looked a little grumpy. “What’s wrong?” He asked with a frown.
Piaz leaned over and kissed his cheek. “She shouldn’t have insulted you. I don’t like that.”
Fester smiled before he touched her lips with his again. “Just remember what I said sweety, and thank you for protecting me.”
Piaz blushed with a big grin before she buried her head against his shoulder and his arms circled her again.

Dark Trooper frowned at the report before he looked up at his subordinate. “Are you certain?”
The lieutenant nodded. “Yes sir. All three scout teams report back with no findings of the lost civilians or any alien presence other then what was already here.”
Trooper looked down at the report again before letting out a deep sigh. “I want 2 tactical platoons on standby at all times, full weapons load out. I want a killbot squad also online and ready to drop at the first sign of trouble, preferably with heavy weapons only. Finally send out those three scout teams again and have them look everywhere…I want no stone un-turned; no dumpster not looked behind, nothing. I want caves explored and sewers sifted through if necessary. There is no way these people are disappearing in thin air.”
The lieutenant looked indignant. “Sir, I’m sure the scouts did all of this. There should be no reason to…”
Dark Trooper’s fist came down on his desk. “Enough Lieutenant! You will follow my directive because I am your superior officer and I’m telling you, send them out again! There has to be something they missed! People just do not turn up with their chests exploded outward just because. There is more going on here and we have to find out what and shut it down before it gets out of hand!”
The lieutenant snapped to attention. “Yes sir…is that all sir?”
Dark Trooper frowned at the attitude then shook his head. “Look…I am not saying your men fucked up or they are not doing their jobs…but there is something they missed, and missed clues cost lives. If one of the xenomorphs I have looked up is the cause of this, then we are in deep shit if we don’t find them and wipe them out immediately. I know we have good men and women in our force…but this is mission critical, and we cannot afford to make any mistakes or assumptions. Roger?”
The Lietenant’s features softened as he nodded. “Roger sir.”
Dark trooper turned back to his monitor. “Dismissed.” The lieutenant turned and strode out of the office to carry out his orders, but Dark trooper mulled over the ten possible alien species he pulled out of the data base. And hoped like hell that the first 3 weren’t the ones causing the trouble.

Goblin moaned in abandon as Karen’s tongue worked wonders over and around her clit, producing a cyclone of emotions and feelings inside of her as she shuddered through her 5th orgasm. The woman knew what she was doing, no doubt about it.
Walt frowned as he came down the stairs. “Ahem…Karen I’m sure there is a better place for you to do that.”
Karen pulled her head from beneath Goblins skirts with a smile. “I was just making sure our guest was occupied until you got back.”
Walt shook his head. “So I see. Miss Goblin…our lord has approved me to escort you to where you need to go.”
Goblin nodded. “I need to check the garden to see how my bulbs are doing. I hope Iamme planted them already or they may have died.”
Walt nodded and walked around the staircase. “Follow me then.” And Goblin looked back at karen who blew her a kiss before she passed out of sight.
Goblin stopped and looked back at her again. “I definitely like Fester’s new staff…”

[DkTrper]

Darktrooper Personal Journal.
Entry Date: 09-17-2009, Local Time

If I have one request for any deity i would follow it would be this: "Please GOD, let there not be Xenomorphs, Zergs, or Tyranids."

During my many years in command of the 1st Fleet, i have battle many alien species, but none of them were like the deadly triad. Each of these 3 species is a nightmare waiting to happen. Many souls have been lost keeping those 3 under a modicum of control. but that effort is like fighting a Hurricane with a garden hose.

Any of those 3 can easily decimate a populated planet. This is a fight i sure don't want it to occur in this colony. Sadly, that is how it looks.

I have already ordered the reinforcement of the orbital defenses. The Space Garrison will be strengthened with the 422nd Imperial System Defense Task Force, My only hope is that they arrive on time. The Titan Star Dock is done and the construction of the outer defenses is in it's final stage. The Excalibur has taken station at the Star Dock for her defense. I left in orbit a Yamato-Class Battlecruiser squadron as support of the Star base and the Garrison, if needed.

I hope that my fears to be unfounded but i won't slack with the defense of the colony. I will not let this Galaxy Resort Planet defiled by this foul beasts.

End of file.

[Sickpuppy]

Puppy popped back into existence somewhere along a busy street. Looking both ways he spotted a sign that read "Hole in The Wall Bar." The door to this building swung open and two ladies walked out. One was wearing grease makeup and dressed as a jester from a deck of cards, the other had a rosy complexion, curves that made you dizzy like winding road, and smelled of peaches. While the one dressed as a clown seemed familiar puppy immediately returned to his instincts. She looked at puppy and a smile went from ear to ear. All puppy knew was she was making eye contact and baring her teeth, his hackles raised and he began to growl. Both stopped dead in their tracks.

Puppy stood there trying to decide if he should flee or fight. Half of the fur on his back was burned off and he had a large open wound on his nose. The pads of his paws felt raw from days upon days of walking over rough terrain. His tail did not wag, but hung behind him at a bent angle, matted with blood and dried dirt. Still Puppy couldn't get over how familiar the one grinning at him seemed, if only she didn't feel so threatening. The grin left her face as she saw Puppy might be getting ready to attack. The other one, not so aware of Puppy's instinctual anger, bent low and held her hands palms out towards Puppy.

"Garnate, thats Sickpuppy, but somethings wrong, he doesn't seem right." The jester said to her friend

"Awwww, he just seems a bit roughed up Harley Q, and very scrawny, just be calm, he will settle down." Garnate replied.

Hearing the name Sickpuppy sparked something in Puppy. The face with the clown makeup seemed more familiar but he knew nothing of Harley Q or the stranger next to her. Still the clown seemed to know him and he relaxed. With a painful yelp Puppy sank to the ground. Garnate's fingers began to scratch the top of Puppy's head. Rubbing that spot where his nerves connected to the brain confused his system and all the pain in his body seemed to be dismissed until she stopped and it came creeping back. Puppy began to whimper there on the street as Harley crouched down next to her friend and gave puppy a scratch behind the ears herself. Puppy thought he saw a patch of pink hair but it was just a glimpse as the one called Harley stood up again.

"Where have you been Puppy?" Harley asked.

She does know me, was Puppy's first thought. Trying to place who or where he knew her only brought him back into the great black void that was his brain, since, since for how long he couldn't know. Since the minutes that he had appeared on this sidewalk. Puppy struggled to sit up, his body weak and battered.

"Who, who am I? Where am I?" his voice was harsh and barely more then a whisper. Using the last of his energy trying to get up, Puppy blacked out.

[Photh]

More time had passed than Photh guessed. It was yesterday's paper, comparing the banner to the date displayed at JIS earlier, but close enough. It sure was more than his memory or the vacant spots on his apartment floor. He leaned back waiting for his coffee, scanning over yesterday's news.

More Missing. Sources in the JPD confirmed a second week of increased missing persons reports.
Who Do You Have? The latest Lurker craze, betting on who's invited to the Irongate Reopening.
I Descry A-Aveta! Unconfirmed sightings of the Goddess returned to the top spot on the JNN Blog.

His Cuppa arrived as Photh turned to the personal ads. The waiter told hum the damage sitting the cup down on the small table. A fresh folded $10 and, "Keep the change," received a flat thanks and fast departure. Photh lifted the cup, blowing across the hot coffee before taking a sip. Eyes down checking for messages from friends. They knew he was old-fashioned, not owning a cell phone -- too fragile and losable.

A familiar, female voice interrupted his search. "You still drink that muck?"

Lifting his gaze and cup in affirmation. "Yup. Never said I had good taste." Smiling at her cocked stance. "Hi'ya G."

"P, it's a miracle you have any taste left after one of those." Gwen dropped her akimboed arm, heading toward the entrance. "See you inside?"

"Sorry, something's come up, needing a little night work." Another sip sparked a question. "You seen Blue around?"

"Nope, but I've been busy." Waving good-bye, "Another time." Her long, red skirt disappearing through the doorway.

A few minutes after Gwen went inside Photh finished reading the paper. No messages. Looks like the gods weren't going to make this easy. He stood up, folding and walking back to the reading rack. Smoothly sliding the newspaper into an empty slot for the next reader he returned to his table.

Three throat-burning tips finished his coffee. The hot liquid melting the icy feeling in the pit of his stomach. A porcelain clink signaled the start of a long night.

[IamMe]

The crackling echo as my bare feet run across nothingness I skin burns I jump back into reality I can feel my feet touch the hard earth The queen of skulls stands before me "You traveled roughly 50,000 miles in under 5 minutes your longest jump yet." Its been about 103 months since I Made the jump to this time, in that time i have learn wonderful and horrible things I can focus my energy in my body and cause more damage to my enemies I can harden my energy around me and swim in magma and receive no damage I can reach a height of 3,000 feet in a single jump, and yet time travel still alludes me the harder I train the farther it seems time travel is I miss my friends, I even miss My arch rival Bliss I look forward to the day I can return back to my time, The queen places her hand on my shoulder "Memo I can take you back to your time, you just have to fulfill your promise to me." staring at the queen blankly "So if i fuck you you will take me back to my time so I can help my friends." I can see her eyebrow raise behind her mask I knew at that moment I would have to face my fears............