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enigmabrat -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 3:49:05 PM)
::grins thinking that fool trusting this bratling to drive the coverd wagon:: Ahhh yes Master the wagon... I will reatrun in a flash ::she curtsies ever so sweetly yet a bratish hell fire glare flickers in her doe eyes she runs for the wagon rideing it back wildlike::

Tamerofwild1s -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 3:56:14 PM)
and then Tamer 2.0 knocked down a wall and sauntered in with his hair flowing behind him and walked over to Loki ... "My Brother ... there is more bounty here then even you can handle ..... I shall take a portion for myself and use to my evilist of ways" and with that Tamer 2.0 walked around the remaining harem sizing them up for thier best qualities and eyed a draw still in tact with all erin.s vicky secrets in it and grabbed them up he came back to the women holdingthe vickys in one hand and a stapler in the other ... whome shall I take whom shall I take here Loki ...........

litleone8620 -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 3:57:43 PM)
Poor Loki never saw it coming. All he expected was a simple trip to a train-wreck harem to pick up some slave-girls (and benji), and take them to his dungeon. But the bratling had other ideas. He watched as she dragged the wagon back wild-like, and set it in front of him with a sweet, secretive smile. Oh you fool, she thought how i'm going to do you wrong. It will be sweet, sweet bliss.

enigmabrat -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 4:10:49 PM)
::idalny ponders taking all the slave girls to safety but thinks she better not seeing as she wouldnt want to incounter the wrath of Tamer and Loki... then again that could be fun:: ::grabs benji and rounds all the girls up into Loki's wagon and drives off fast in it leaveing Tamer and Loki in her dust::

litleone8620 -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 4:26:50 PM)
What the bratling didn't know is that she forgot a littleone. She was still trying to get the attention of her dear Loki, then moved on to Tamer. He was proving tougher than she thought. It's that damn upgrade, she thought viciously. Not that she minded of course. She sighed. Fine, this was her last resort. She lay down on the hard ground, and gve herself up for sacrifice. Someone had to do it.

SavageFaerie -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 4:30:35 PM)
Benji runs in circles and piddles in excitement when he realizes that he didnt have to become the sheepdog to round up the all those frenzied harem bitches.

enigmabrat -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 4:31:48 PM)
:: remebers litleone a litle late thinks and then hideing all the slaves in a safe places ventures back to get litle one alone she hopes she isnt caught by Loki or Tamer in her dareing resude attempt::

desertdancer -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 5:41:46 PM)
Meanwhile back on earth but far from the train wrecked harem and the drama taking place there, there was a Serene sound, a peaceful 'Hhhhhhheeeeeeeee' then a 'Whoooooooooo' Heeeeeee' then another "Whoooooooo" the sounds repeated themselves over and over as John Warren paced the floor. "When will she wake Doctor?" John asked as he almost ran straight smack into Liby as she followed his pacing at his heels. "Soon..." The doctor said. "But I warn you Warren, she will never be the same, the things we had to do to replace body parts ruined from the plane crash, will render her almost invincible, the cyborg parts, they could take over her. If we aren't careful anyone could control her. John non-pulsed made a noise of dismissal to the words of warning as he moved closer to that Heee-whooo'ing sound until he stood at the edge of the bed, gazing down at more metal then flesh, he smiled before making eye contact with the doctor. "No need to worry" He said coolly "We have the best Masters of hypnotherapy, we will control her, and she will do our biding" John laughed as he gazed back down at the still form of Hillary Clinton and thought, "Now if only we could get her to stop breathing like Darth Vador, stupid bitch." Meanwhile back on that planet far far away, Level had his hands full with two fiery dancing girls.....

litleone8620 -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 6:05:33 PM)
((Ohhhhhhh poor Hilary, she'll have her hands full with JohnWarren, and Liby)) Level smiled broadly as he watched the sashaying women come toward him with platters piled high with food. He looked over at MrDicsipline and they high fived, then did some complicated hand-shake, thing. "Is this the good life, or what?" Asked MrD. "Oh yeah" Said Level. "These other-worldly women have nothing on the wanton dancers." "I'm glad you're here, guy. But there was a reason we brought you up here." "'We'? Noah said it was only Puella and Jezebel." "Oh, he was working for me. I told him not to include me." He leaned toward Level and began whispering in his ear, "This is what i want you to do......"

chantrea -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 6:16:03 PM)
Escaping from the harem, an ignored odalisque creeps through the woods, following litleone and IronBear, creeping silently through the woods to get ahead to throw herself, naked and abject at IronBear's feet, midnight tresses swirl around his ankles as flushed cheek presses to his boot, crystal tears drip over ivory complexion as she begs mightly for his collar, causing him to rip the collar from litleone and collar chantrea, spurning litleone with his boot and waving her off towards the Level/Loki/SavageFaerie Harem.

desertdancer -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 6:19:40 PM)
Level was pissed, he'd had it, he was angry, angry like a bull running down the streets in Spain, chasing after stupid little men as they dash about, yes Level was angered. For a few glorious moments, on this planet, he was sure that now, now he was free from his past, free from doing the bidding of a government that was thankless, but no, no such luck for our hero. Level fisted his hand to keep knocking the table over as he listened to MrDicipline's plan. "Dammit, feck me, all I want is a harem full of girls, my dick sucked nightly and someone baking me a cake, is that to much to ask out of life?" Level's mind wandered, to times forgotten, or rather times he'd rather forget as he listened to the plan. His mind filling with movies of the past he recalled the day he signed into the special forces, how proud his mother had been, how proud of himself he had been, only to have nightmare after grisly nightmare of a career working in black, known to no-one as Level, but as the terminator.....

enigmabrat -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 6:22:54 PM)
;: sneeks back behind litlone grabing her fast and running with her back to the carrage checking around to see if the cost is still clear::

Caretakr -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 6:31:21 PM)
Caretaker finishes his latest invention, the cyberntic flea. He chuckles softly to himself ,as his fingers clatter on the keyboard, programming them to seek and destroy.........the target will soon find itself with more than peeing to worry about![;)] He pushes the last button, and the replicator spews out a milling stream, that goes leaping away into the night........

desertdancer -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 8:01:18 PM)
Listen to me Hilary, John Warren said, his voice smooth yet deep he stood facing the confused woman, her one human eye following his lips as they moved she hung on his every word. John looked into both eyes, but preferred the red light of they cybernetic eye better, it held more intelligence then her living one. "Hilary, the time has come, for you to finally be of use to this country of ours." John said, chuckling at his own humor he crossed his arms over his masculine chest as Liby came up behind him. Liby handed her husband the small box with the locator inside it before slipping her arms around him and hugging his back to her front she sighed contentedly as John went on, detailing his plans. "With this," John held up the box with the tracking device in it. "...with this, we have been tracking Level, we've been watching his every move for years now, hell this thing is so good, we even know when that git is having a bowel movement. Now listen closely Hilary here is what I want you to do....."

desertdancer -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 8:07:05 PM)
Poor benji was out of his mind with the itching burning of thousands of tiny flea bites, what had he been about to do? What was so important that he had run so far, so fast, what the hell did it matter anymore when his fur was falling out from his constant scratch scratch scratching? The mutt yelped pathetically, desperate for his Mistress to come and give him a flea dip he started nipping his rump and chasing his own ass in circles as he tried to relieve the horrible sensation of the fleas chomp chomp chomping on his precious hide....

enigmabrat -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 8:35:45 PM)
(lol dancer)

aellea -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 8:47:30 PM)
wonders what happened to the original slave and dominant that began this story?

chantrea -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 8:51:48 PM)
Meanwhile~ The dominant from the beginning slowly strokes a hand down the girl's thigh, listening to her quiet purr of pleasure as they watch the drama unfold. "Little one, I cherish you" "And I you, Sir. Might I have the honor of being yours?"

LTRsubNW -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 8:54:06 PM)
quote: ORIGINAL: aellea wonders what happened to the original slave and dominant that began this story? (Killed in a firery crash)

ShreveportMaster -> RE: Lets write a story (7/15/2006 10:53:20 PM)
Meanwhile, back at the ranch...

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