[Erikon]

Holy Shit, Blue! That was fantastic!

[Sickpuppy]

Puppy met her at MF's comic shop, The Back Door, when he went in to pick up his weekly fix. Jab and his team where rolling out a new issue of My Hot Ass Neighbor, and he wanted to grab a copy before the ink had dried.

Her tail twitched as she looked through the newest book of Cats'n'Cameras, her face leaning closer into the copy. Puppy was immediately taken by her ears and the soft blue fur that covered them. He hadn't realized how long he sat there staring at her till she spoke.

"Back off cur, I want nothing to do with you."

Her posture changed and he could tell she wasn't in any mood to be fooled with, so Puppy tucked his tail and slunk off towards the back. Her scent said curiosity, but body language said something else, and Puppy knew enough to trust the ladder. Instead he found Harley going thru an old box of Drunken Debutantes in the dust bins.

"Anything good?" Pup asked as he jumped up on a chair.

"Naw, nobody knows how to draw a good drunk chick. I mean look at this bottle, its clearly Captain Mergans but the label says Pirates Booty, it totally takes you out of the moment."

"Somebody should take knives to the bastards."

"Ya, Ridick style!" Harley makes some slashing movements through the air still holding the now crumpled magazine.

"I see MF is finally moving some of this old garbage out." Puppy was looking at several of the cardboard boxes marked with a 5 for dime sticker.

"They want the space for some figurines, new Ay Papi stuff, I even heard they might have a deck of Jab playing cards."

"Interesting, hey, do you know who that cute kitten up front is?"

"Who?" Harley stretches his neck and even has to get up on his tip toes a little to see over the racks of comics, a smile spreads across his unshaven cheeks "Ahhhh, her, she looks like quite the… umm pawful, what's the interest Pup?"

"N-nothing" puppy stammers "just saw her as I was walking in and I didn't recognize her."

"Puppy, your tails wagging a bit to much to try and spin that on me, her name is KayosKitten, surprised you've never seen her around before."

"Yeah, well, its not like I've been in town that long."

He filed that name next to her face in his memory. It seemed very fitting, her tiny frame, the soft patches of fur that were visible. Puppy had a sinking feeling in his belly. Her first reaction to him wasn't what he would have hoped for. Still, he remembered the traces of interest in the air when he was near her.

Puppy's first thought was to roll around in pile of catnip, but he would probably be better off soaking a rag in some chloroform. Knocking a girl out or drugging her isn't the best way to endear yourself to her. He stared absently at a rack of comics while trying to think of something he might be able to do to impress her.

That's when she pounced…

This post has been edited by Sickpuppy: 02 August 2009 - 02:47 AM

[Jovanthedestroyer]

The situtation at Hole in the Wall had changed drastically. JPD's not so finest had started to swarm the building by the dozens. Lurkers are being dragged out left and right in handcuffs and are being forced to sit on the sidewalk while the arresting officers are waiting for several wagons to arrive to haul off the "criminals". Suddenly an officer comes crashing out of the window.

"What the hell?" yells one unnamed cop.

The officer runs into the bar to join several of his allies. Chairs are flying along with the few Lurkers left inside. There backed into a corner are Jovan and Erikon, side by side, fists at the ready.

"Looks like we are in the shit, Erikon," says Jovan while planting his feet.

Erikon sighs as he says, "I knew hanging out with you would be interesting. Get ready, here they come."

The cops rush foward. In a hail of swings, Jovan and Erikon manage to knock a few officers out but are overtaken by the swarm. In a fury of curses and kicking, Jovan is hauled out of the bar and thrown quickly into the back of a cruiser. Erikon joins him shortly.

"This is bullshit," says Jovan. "I have been in this town for less than a month and I am already in the back of a cop car. That has to be a new record for me."

Erikon just sits in silence.

"I ain't going to jail," yells Jovan. "Alright, breathe. Everything will be cool. I just have to concentrate."

Suddenly a very sly smile crosses Jovan's lips. Erikon just looks at him.

"So, do you trust me?" asks Jovan.

Erikon just looks puzzled as he replies, "We are in the back of a cop car in handcuffs for being in a fight that we didn't start. I stood beside you even after the cops showed up. If that isn't trust, I don't know what is."

A faint light starts to emit from Jovan's eyes and the car starts to shake. The shocks grunt and groan as the shaking becomes more intense. Suddenly, light fills the car.

"Get me the fuck out of here!" shouts Erikon out the window. "He is having some kind of a fit or something!"

The back doors of the car shoots off and smoke starts to roll across the ground. A god-awful scraping noise can be heard as the back glass explodes. Every cop outside turns to see what is causing all of the commotion. To their horror, the roof of the cop car comes flying at them, crashing into several of the Lurkers on the curb, completely taking them out. A hulking beast rises from the car with Erikon on his shoulder.

The "monster" stands, placing a foot on the trunk of the car. The tires explode and the trunk crashes to the ground. The being appears to be around 8 feet tall with massive, muscular arms and chest. He hair is long, black and slicked back. A dim green glow emits for it's eyes. A forked gotee pertrudes from it's chin. It has the same clothing Jovan was wearing before; jeans, short-sleeve over shirt, blood covered undershirt, and boots.

"Who wants to play with The Destroyer?" it asks in a low rumble.

Erikon just smiles.

[jaded_blue]

Oh this is fabulous! Totally fricken awesome!

Puppy as always, you are the bomb... kitten will take you out.. be fricken careful!

JOVAN! Holy shit! Holy SHIT! OMFG! You... you... transformed... omg omg omg! I am so excited. You're awesome!

I can't wait to see what happens next.



PS.. About the sex... yeah, someone had to do it, it's a pornsite for christsake! And Copy.. Dart was one of my closest friends. I've been meaning to . . . well ya know, for years. I love him to pieces. If ya look around here you could prolly still find some of his posts. He's a fantastic guy. Truly. Also... I always put out silly Copy Of... whatever you may be a copy of! Sheesh.

[DkTrper]

Darktrooper war journal
Entry date: 07-22-2009

drop pod landings are always a bitch. Combat landings are hard on the troops but they love it.

Back planetside, i arrived to the outpost safely. We got the outpost built in the badlands outside of JABville so we won't have too many visitors. In the CIC, i got an update from town. the bar fight has calmed but a new blip surfaced on the radar. a metahuman. nice.

Hulking strength emanated from that creature. i felt that. looks like my presence will be known faster that i wanted to.

I better get moving.

End of line.

[DkTrper]

*The following transcript is from a recon unit stationed on JABville.*
*Transcript has been formatted for easier reading.*

The action at the bar was already down inside, but outside round 2 is starting. Jovan the Destroyer showed why he has the "destroyer" in his name. The patrol car he was inside with Erikon is on the sidewalk in flames with a bunch of lurkers underneath playing hot potato (more liek baked potato, amirite?). JPD was about to be overwhelmed from Jovan's power level. Scanners were screaming "over 9000!!!!" with every power flare. it felt like it was the end for the police. But a roaring sound was being heard now.

"JPD, this is the imperial peacekeepers. stand your ground. reinforcements are on their way." the police radio relayed. one of the officers pass on the call to the sheriff and his deputy. Very few, if not all, knew of the peacekeepers.

The noise grew larger until a group of aircraft did a fly-by on the night sky. Later, a dropship hovered on top the riot, it's door's open. from the back of the dropship, a platoon of imperial marines dressed in riot control suits jumped 14 feet of free fall and landed softly on the ground. The last person to leave the dropship before it flew out of the combat zone was not dressed in a riot suit.

On the ground, the marines formed a double layered back-to-back battle line, each side facing both the JPD and the Destroyer. The last person that jumped from the dropship landed in the middle of the lines. A tense few seconds rolled on the night sky.

"What is the meaning of this?" the Sheriff bark, trying to regain some authority of the situation.

"This is the imperial peacekeeping task force for this imperial reserve. We are here to take command of the situation to resolve without any further bloodshed." The figure in the middle of the battle line said in a booming voice. "My name is Commander Darktrooper, and I order both sides to stand down. This riot is over. Disperse and desist of any further violence. Do not comply with these commands and my marine platoon will enforce them with force."

"On whose authority you demand this?" The deputy yelled back.

"By order of the Divine Emperor of Mankind, this planet is under the care of the Imperial peacekeepers. His word is my command. I repeat again, stand down and disperse. This will be the last warning." the commander of the Imperial peacekeepers said.

Silence rolled again in the night sky. the sky was waiting to see what will happen.

[jaded_blue]

OMG! This could be a world war right here! Great job Trper!

*stares around wide-eyed and waits to see what will happen next*

[Jovanthedestroyer]

The Destroyer gently sets Erikon to his feet as he surveys the formidable army that is now before him.

"It might be best if you get out of here, my friend," says The Destroyer to Erikon. "All it is going to take is on slip from any of these peons and I will lay waste to all before me. I would hate for you to get caught in the crossfire."

Erikon just nods realizing that his friend is just trying to save him from death but he doesn't move.

"We don't have to fight them," says Erikon. "There are other ways of having fun around here."

"What could be more fun than destroying several city blocks and painting what would be left with the blood of these petty fools?' inquires The Destroyer with a look of pure war on his face, still staring down his "enemies" before him.

Erikon shuffles his feet a bit as he slips his hands into his pockets and looks down. With a slight shrug he slips a cig out in one hand and holds it up. The Destroyer kneels down a bit and takes the small, small to him, cigarette placing it in his mouth. Erikon takes out his Zippo and gives a light to the cig.

"Well, we could go to another bar," replies Erikon, "or go find a few girls to get into trouble with."

The Destroyer smiles as he says, "Women! Now that is something that can make a battle worth fighting." Quickly, he rises up and holds one hand out before him. "I will spare you on this day, but if we should ever meet on the field of battle again, you will all fall before me."

Erikon lets out a sigh of relief.

They both turn around and slowly start to walk away but stop after a few steps. Erikon yells, " Hatter, we are going to find some pussy. You want to join us?"

With a flash, Hatter removes his ax from a Lurker's skull and leaps out of the broken window of the bar. He joins the two as they start to walk again.

"Who the fuck is this?" asks Hatter as they walk down the street.

Erikon just calmly replies before The Destroyer can speak, "Apparently, our buddy Jovan was hiding a secret."

Just to make sure his point was made, The Destroyer throws on hand back behind him and says "Rust", causing several of the cop cars to loose all power, the paint starts to fade, and quiet quickly they crumble into nothing more than a pile of iron dust with tires rolling away from them. He makes sure no one is hurt with this action.

Hatter just let out an evil laugh as the three stroll out of view. Every JPD officer starts to breathe again. For on this day, their lives have been spared. Dark Trooper's men just look around and then at him.


***Meanwhile across town***


Aveta stops dead in her tracks and looks up slightly. She can sense the power that has now been unleashed from Jovan. She can't help but think to herself that it feels a lot like the power of a long lost god. A smile creeps across her lips and a tingle shoots through her "cunt". The level of the power is very exciting to Aveta's poor little cunt. She starts to become very slick, dripping down Aveta's thighs.

This post has been edited by Jovanthedestroyer: 22 July 2009 - 09:47 PM

[Darth-BAW]

Darth-BAW stopped dead in his tracks along the dimly lit street. His mind turned inward to the Force flowing through him and all around him. He felt several determined minds and one incredible power about to clash. He was tempted to turn back the way he came to join the fray, but he knew this had nothing to do with him or his mission. He cleared his mind of the issue so he could focus on his surroundings.

The run down low rent building John McClane called home was just ahead. Gathered under the dim yellow street lights were several of JABville's lovely working girls. Prostitution was perfectly legal in JABville, but while many women found safe and happy employ in the city's many bordellos and brothels, some girls still preferred to make their money on their own the old fashioned way. Walking the streets.

"Hey there, Darth! Lookin' GOOD, baby!" one of the girls, a caramel skinned lovely, called out to him as he approached. He grinned at her and all the other girls as they all flocked around him. They knew his appetites as well as anyone, his appearances in their neighborhood often resulting in two or three of them at a time going off with him the entire night and coming home the next morning well paid and well fucked.

A middle aged blonde approached him with a more knowing look on her face. A lovely cougar known by most as Miss Linda, she was the de facto leader of this particular group. She walked up through the crowd and gave Baw a quick but deep kiss. "You're not here for a party, are you, baby?" she said quietly.

"Fraid not." he replied just as grimly. "I heard from John that one of your girls got roughed up the other night. What can you tell me about that?"

Miss Linda sighed and put her arm through his, leading him towards the front door of John's building, the same building most of the girls on the corner also called home. "It was Terry. Remember, the little redhead you took home on Valentine's day? She's got bruises all over her face, a cracked cheekbone, and a broken shoulder. It was bad, but not as bad as it could have been if John hadn't gotten there when he did."

The squeeling old elevator stopped on the third floor. Moans and groans of pleasure could be heard coming from behind the doors of some of the apartments. Miss Linda lead Baw down to the last door on the right. She knocked very softly before letting herself in with the master key she had to all the girl's rooms.

Baw had to set his face hard to hide the anger and sorrow he felt at the sight of the girl. She was a slip of a thing, short and slender. All pale skin and bright red hair cut in a short summer time do. Her face was swollen and blotched with sickly patches of dark purple and sickly yellow green. Her arm was held in a tight sling under her small breasts. Her normally bright green eyes were swollen almost shut. She forced a small smile up at Miss Linda, but Baw couldn't help but notice that she couldn't bring herself to look him in the face.

Linda knelt and gave the girl a careful hug and asked if she felt like telling Baw about what had happened. When she finally nodded her head he knelt down in front of her. His voice was soft and calm and his movements slow and unthreatening. Her eyes finally met his as his gloved hand gently and lovingly reached out to her face. He extended his mind through the Force and joined her in her nightmare memories of that night.

Pain. Fear. Despair. Shame. She swam in darkness as the man assaulted her, both mentally and physically. His massive cock still moved in and out of her, ripping and tearing her tender tissues even as his rock hard fists pounded against her. He was enjoying this. He was getting off on this in more ways than one. He was psychically FEEDING on her pain and anguish. He wanted MORE. Looking through her swollen and tear filled eyes he tried to see the attacker's face, but as she looked up the place where his face should be was nothingness. A swirling and terrible void.

Baw could hear Terry's scream, but it sounded so very far away as a sudden force tossed him across the small apartment. He slammed into the wall and crumpled to the floor, feeling battered himself from the inside out. "SON OF A BITCH!!!" he roared in his anger and frustration. He looked up at the sound of Terry screaming again. She was clutching Linda for dear life, her face buried against her chest. She was sobbing loudly. "Please...I'm sorry...don't, please!" When she did turn to look at Baw her eyes deep pools of pure fear, tears streaming down her face. Baw knew it wasn't HIM she was so afraid of. It was residual fear from her trauma. Still, seeing any woman look at him with that kind of fear broke his heart. He stood and gave Linda a silent look. She closed her eyes and nodded, letting him know she understood and it would be alright. Without another word he turned and walked out of the apartment, noticing the thundering silence that now filled the third floor hallway.

[Sickpuppy]

This is getting so interesting, it may take me a few days before I can work on another chapter to my story, but I am loving everyone's posts.

[Jayrich]

My apologies if this fucks up anyone else's story. I just wanted to give it a shot (since I'm trying to fight Writer's Block). And it's comedy, so hope you get a laugh out of this.






"He's walking out now..."

That's what a man with a crazed look in his eye uttered into his cuff link as Darth-BAW slowly made his way from the apartment. The crazed man wore a three-piece suit, looking like he could double for a secret agent...or at least a seat-filler at an awards show. He was flanked by a very short hunchbacked man, with a protruding left eyebrow and a noticeable limp in his walk. The man leaned out into view of the hallway again, only to find Darth-BAW nowhere to be found.

"SUGAR HONEY ICE TEA!!!" The crazed man yelled. "We've lost him."

"Don't worry master..." The hunchbacked man told his comrade. "We shall find him again."

"OF COURSE WE WILL FIND HIM!!!" The crazed man hollered. "Or my name isn't Baron Von Doctor Professor Richman...the third."

It was then that the Hunchbacked gentlemen pulled a remote from his pocket. "Shall I bring around the Pinto and..."

"GIVE ME THAT!!!" Richman ordered, snatching the remote from his hands. "How DARE you touch the Random Remote, Edgar!"

"It's Igor, master."

"Yes I know you name, Aaron!" Richman continued. "You do not know the power of this remote! With one press of the button, I can hypnotize an entire building full of people...into an Internet Meme! HAAAAAAAAAA-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!"

"So, that's how you made the Police Department sing Peanut-Butter Jelly Time while wearing Banana suits." Igor realized.

"Yes...and with this Darth-BAW's power, I will finally have what I need...TO TAKE OVER CINCINNATI!!!"

Igor became confused. "Um...don't you mean the world, master?"

It took a moment, but Richman realized his mistake. "OF COURSE I MEANT THE WORLD!!!" He yelled, slapping his assistant. "REMEMBER THE RULES! Never correct me in public, and never tell me that Mayonnaise is Miracle Whip!" Getting his point across the mad doctor pulled out a small camcorder to log his experience. "Recording #1...I, Baron Von Doctor Professor Richman...the Third, have just seen the mysterious gentleman in question! It will not be much longer, until his power is in my possession...AND I'LL FINALLY BE ABLE TO PAY OFF MY STUDENT LOANS! AAAAAAHHHH-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!"

"HEY, WHO'S OUT THERE!?"

The sound of one of the hookers startled the two, leaving the mad doctor to respond the only way he knew how.

"...RUN AWAY!!!!!"

And so they did, rushing towards the end of the hallway, where they dived through a closed window, making their escape.

[Jovanthedestroyer]

All I can say is.......BRAVO! welcome to the Jam, Jayrich.

[jaded_blue]

FANTASTIC additions Jovan and Baw! Really great job you two.

And now Jayrich! Oh that's just fuckin grand! So good to have you join in... and such a hilarious piece also. Wonderful!!

[DkTrper]

Darktrooper war journal.
Entry date: 07-22-2009
Supplemental-001

What a night.

We returned back to the outpost as fast as we deployed. It was a good drill, good practice for what i feel will come in the future. The sheriff and his deputy wanted me to respond to a lot of questions, but it wasn't the time. i will answer them later, all in due time. My boys and girls did their jobs splendidly, worthy of the imperial marines. The deserve some R&R.

I ordered Lt. EVA to prepare a new supply run from the Excalibur to the outpost. With tonight's development, I asserted that we are going to need heavy stuff to fight the unrest in this colony. I didn't wanted to the fight to go up, but i knew from the start that this will happen.

I sent the recon droid to town to continue the mission, i'm curious to see the reaction of the rest of the residents to our show.

End of line.

[Darth-BAW]

Darth-BAW marched purposefully down the dark streets, turning his focus inward in order to harness the rage that boiled inside him. To use it, focus it, and soon release it on the filthy scumfuck that DARED to harm a woman in this city. So focused was he on his meditations that he almost crashed into someone as he rounded the corner. Luckily his Force enhanced reflexes and her supernatural nature allowed the two to stop and face each other with dignity.

"Hello there, Thriftshop." Baw said, unable to stop himself from grinning. "Thanks for the fracas back at the bar. It's been a while since I've enjoyed a good old fashioned bar brawl."

The Bitch Goddess Aveta stood with her arms crossed angrily across her substantial busom, a look of stern disapproval on her face. "Listen up, Dork Dickwad. My powers have grown significantly since I first came here to JABville. Don't you think it's about time you stopped referring to me by that low class nickname?"

Baw's smile just got wider. "Sorry, Aveta. I guess to me you'll always be that skank I ravaged in the ally. Sorry I don't have time to shoot the shit, but I'm busy tonight. You take care."

Aveta just harrumphed softly, but a sweet voice from between her curvacious thighs spoke up gladly. "You too, Baw. See you later?" Baw smiled a smile of genuine warmth and turned his eyes downward. "I certainly hope so, Bliss. I miss you, precious." Quicker than any eye but a goddess' could catch the Sith Lord vanished into the night.

Turning her back on the direction he went Aveta scowled down and whispered. "You WANT him."

"What? N-n-no, my goddess. I just...I miss him is all." Aveta smiled menacingly and clucked her tongue. "Don't lie to me, cunt. You're part of me, remember. When you're aroused, I'm aroused." Aveta uncrossed her arms, closing her eyes and sighing softly as she hefted her breasts, her nipples visibly hard even under the billowy material of her top. "And boy, are you aroused."

"Yeah, well...you got all turned on by that Jovan guy. Why can't I want the guys I want too?"

"Because." Aveta said with an unmistakable air of finality. "That's MY choice. I am a goddess on the rise, little Cunt. I will soon return to the hight of my power. I can't have my decisions being made for me by what's between my legs like some MALE!" Aveta sighed and reached down, petting her Cunt softly with her elegant fingers, unable to stop a smile forming at the corners of her mouth when she felt the warm slick fluids seeping forth. "No harm done, my treasure. I'm sure there will be plenty of time to indulge both our urges. For now the night is young." With a toss of her coppery hair Aveta continued her stroll through JABville, looking for more havoc to wreak.