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Swamp Invader part 4Claire struggled fiercely against the pulling tendril, yet it seemed unimpressed by her resistance. That was until she was pulled near a tree which she latched onto with curiously strongly muscled hands. Her grip was quite strong and she held on like a bulldog with its prey. She reached down at her hip with one hand and tried to free her Mare's Leg from the holster. But the tendril was holding her too tightly for her to pull the gun from the holster. Then she got an idea. However, this was one of those ideas that seems good at the time, but later wonder how you could have been so blind. Now Claire didn't bother trying to pull the gun free. Instead, she lever the action that chambered a big shell, aimed blindly and fired the gun while it was still in the holster! 'BWOOM!' gun announced. The stiff recoil of the magnum cartridge helped loosen it from the grip of the tendril, allowing her to pull it the rest of the way out of the holster. She quickly levered the gun again one ha
Swamp Invader part 3For a split second, Marcia had no idea what was happening. Some things happen to fast for the human brain to process and it takes a moment to catch up. Something lurched up from the ground like a grotesque prairie dog and grabbed her ankle tightly. She smelled fresh soil and a plant kind of smell, something she couldn't quite place. Half a second later she had her right leg yanked out from under her. Marcia fell to the ground with a thud and grunted. Another thing ripped from the ground near her and curled around her left arm. She was being pulled towards the water! Then Marcia's fighting instinct kicked in. She hefted her clunky rifle in her right hand, utilizing her exceptional upper arm strength to steady and aim the weapon downwards past her leg. What she saw there confused her. It was a dark brown, hairy looking thing. Like a long fire hose covered in bristly hair. It was wrapped twice around her ankle, the hairy projections curling at her boot and socks, clearly trying to g
Swamp Invader part 2Marcia tensed, her muscles growing taught and ready to react. The presence was behind her. Close. Way too close! Her senses now high tuned themselves, stretching, testing. She could hear the breathing of whatever was behind her. So fine tuned was her hearing now that she could tell that the mouth out of which it was breathing was slightly over five feet above the ground Small, not much larger than her. No, not through the mouth. Through the nose. How did it get so close? Being a hard core veteran soldier, getting close to her without her notice was like trying to steal a bed out from under a light sleeper. Somehow this thing had Marcia flicked off the safety Ready to turn and fire
"Careful dere shâ, I dun mean yuh no harm." drawled a feminine voice with a thick Cajun accent. Marcia relaxed slightly, getting up and turning around slowly. The woman was clearly a swamp dweller. Her skin was browned from lots of time in the sun. She wore tanned deer
Swamp Invader part 1Marcia grumbled to herself as she trudged through the sticky, festering swamp. Every time she stepped into the water, her feet sank up to her knees in silt that smelled like manure. The dark muddy water also seemed to conceal every kind of creepy crawly imaginable. She'd already felt crawfish crunch under her boots which only served to discuss her more than she already was. The water of this lowly swamp wasn't very deep, only to her waist at the deepest, but the mud made it almost unbearable. It was absurdly slow going, her legs sinking in with every step. And every time she pulled her feet out the mud released her only after a short struggle and a sickening sucking sound, like a kid pulling a lollypop out of their mouths. The sun had difficulty penetrating the trees here that hung over the water as if they were sad, their long leaves drooping and swathed with Spanish moss. Most trees resided on tiny islands, most no wider than a few feet. It was a sad, mysterious territory. Marcia now
Lalita and Three Lusty Meals 1When will busty women ever learn? As the three young ladies, Jackie, Mint and Dez didn't realize, camping in the jungle alone wasn't the best place to relax.
India was a reasonably popular tourist destination in the world. An ancient country with a dazzlingly rich culture along with breathtaking wilderness made it an obviously attractive place to travel. At the moment the trio of young ladies were now at a rather remote camping spot. India is the second most densely populated country on the planet, and the girls liked the idea of having more privacy. So to get as much privacy as they could, they traveled to their current campsite that was thirty miles from the closest habitation. It was a good spot too. A small clearing surrounded by lovely trees and a nearby creek where one can bathe without worry.
The three girls were glad to have this spot so as not to be pestered by men. The girls were almost ridiculously attractive. Jackie was a deeply tanned Aussie girl with a fiesty demeanor and
Celladona meets Djinn SistersCelladona purred to herself, sliding through the shadows in the forest like a ghost. Cella was on the prowl, hungry for prey that had power to offer her. Every now and then her instincts urged her to absorb some hapless life form to supply her with energy and sometimes new abilities. She enjoyed it too. She enjoyed using her tail to slurp up her prey, finding it somewhat arousing as well. She enjoyed using her charms to lure prey in close in her usual flirtatious swagger and then the look of surprise and terror on their faces when she chose to strike.
Right now she felt something powerful nearby, something that made her lower stomach tingle pleasantly. She quietly slipped nearer, now within visual range of the life form. Despite living in the world of DBZ (Did all the dog and cat people of Dragon Ball die off after that series?) Cella had never seen a creature like this one. Cella was looking at the Majin girl Jasmine. Jasmine, one of the Djinn Sisters was a perky creature with a perso
TrivelaJanice rushed towards the dome wall. Well, I guess rushing is not really the word. She limped towards the dome, shifting her weight to her good foot, painfully proceeding towards her destination. She limped faster than she was running minutes ago, then she splayed her hands on the glass and gazed sadly at the crack as it grew and grew until it seemed to stop at about 30cm. She sighed and lowered her head and just stood there, her hands on the transparent walls, framed by the red sand outside. Sitting on the gray thing we insisted on calling ‘grass’ despite our better judgment, I wanted to tell Janice it was all going to be okay. I wanted to tell her it was a superficial crack and that I would fix it in the morning, before I did my rounds checking the air conditioning. It would take me just a few minutes and it wasn’t a big deal, it could wait until the morning, it was just a matter of using a liquid neoplexiglass gun to refill it. The dome was built to withstand a lot
Turn LeftTurn Left
I felt like writing a little explanation was relevant. The title, 'Turn Left' was inspired by a Doctor Who episode where Donna's entire life was altered by one decision: Should she turn right or left? I wrote this as an alternate timeline to our, where a Sorcerer's simple decision led him to a very different fate. So there, that's it X3
"Ooh, I don't wanna miss this one." I heard Ty say. I could practically see him leaning forward on his desk. He so seemed like the type of guy who'd do that when he got excited. "I know Kyle started that Jimmy thing, so don't try to pull that crap on us - what's your real name?"
"Yeah, dood, what is it anyway?" Jerome asked. "I've always been kinda curious."
I saw myself at a crossroads. I could go two ways from here. I could tell them and we could become better friends, or I could remain shrouded in mystery. Although the latter seemed totally badass, the prior seemed
Trust Machines - Sweet AnniversarySweet Anniversary
Trust Machines story
Steve raised his eyebrows as he looked at the petite raven-haired woman standing on his doorsteps. At a massive 6'2" and 250 pounds, all of it muscle, without a single gram of extra-fat, he was used to having strange chicks run after him. His body would have been enough to attract most gals, but his job as a firefighter added a special something women seemed to crave, an aura of danger and heroism.
Not that this girl looked like any of his usual devotees. Truth to tell, even those weren't ringing his doorbell well past ten in the evening, but aside from that minor fact she missed the typical 'bimbo-look' he so despised. Apparently, girls seemed to think that they had to dress like a hooker to land with the facsimile of a Greek god. This girl, though, was clothed fairly
Spider-Man Hail to the King Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Seventeen: Maximum Goblin.
"Osborn you bastard..." Mary Jane says as she and Peter's other family members looked on the television screen in their prison cell as they see the green gas turns those who breathe in it into laughing goblin-like mutants. They also see the muatated Goblin thugs mutate further in symbiote/goblin hybrids.
"Hey, you got a new cellmate." One of the goblin thugs said as the open the cell and push in Frances Barrison who looked drugged and had different bandages on her body.
"Shriek?!" MJ says in some fear as she remembers Shriek from Carnage's rampage.
"Not any more." The thug snickered as he locks the cell down.
It was then they see Frances huddles in corner with tears running down her cheeks from the horrors Jackal had put her through.
While this was happening, on the streets, Carlie and Lizard were now on the surface to see what the gas was doing.
"So he weaponized the Goblin gas. Clever bastard." Carlie growled as they now can see the utter destr
Amazon Arrow vs. Steel-SoulAmazon Arrow - Quest for Power Entry:
Encounter with a Soul of Steel
The evening moon slowly began to rise into the evening as the empowered Amazon Arrow followed her latest mystical cue to a new city. Ever since draining the hidden oracle abilities of that arcane mage some time ago, she had kept herself on course as those powers guided her to her next objective. Although a tiny part of her mind still called at her to stop this overzealous quest to become stronger by draining the powers of villains AND heroes, Chryseis kept on seeking the level of power she needed... for what was to come.
Presently, Chryseis landed on a rooftop in the downtown area of Chicago, and looked about for her latest prey. Her assimiliated mystical gift had told her that something was going to present itself in this area for her to challenge and defeat, but exactly what that was, her appropriated gift had not shown her. Not to mention, after finding and easily defeating that tactical suit-clad human, many of he
Outlawed: part 3
The Road of Law was much like the other Vasthii streets they had been through, with a wide, dusty boulevard lined on either side by earth-colored cylindrical buildings. But here the buildings were larger, towering over the street with spiky, hornlike protrusions that jutted from above the windows and at the edge of the balconies, giving the thoroughfare a predatory atmosphere. The pedestrians too seemed, if not more intimidating, at least a bit more pompous, with their reptilian snouts held high and a good deal of gold dangling from their wardrobe.
Flyspur and Dr. Cloud walked down the center of the street, trying to follow the directions the shop owner had given them. They were looking for The Keepers of the Lock, a building that apparently held all the information for the detention center, they had been told to look for an identifying sign and blue
Average Guy To Rocker Chick TGBobby is a pretty average guy. He's 17 years old, 5 foot 7, average build, long brown hair with a slightly purple fringe but mostly wears a black and grey striped hat, and wears whatever he can find in his drawer not caring about his appearance. He has left school and is waiting to start college, but also enjoying the holidays doing what he does nearly everyday, either sitting at home on his Xbox, or hanging out with friends in town.
Though as much as Bobby was having the good life, he felt out of place, that he should do or be something different. He could think of nothing though. It didn't help since he didn't have a girlfriend for a while. His last girlfriend had fear of commitment issues but she was honest about it to him so her reason was good. Bobby was hurt at first but he knew that things happen and you gotta move on. It sucked even more that he's a virgin still, he mostly dated girls that were 15 but he had set himself good priories. But overall, he didn't kno
Venom/Elfen Lied: Venomous Vectors Chapter 22
Chapter Twenty Two: Final Battle Part 2
Everyone was stunned to what has happened. Kaede, potentially one of the most dangerous superhumans on earth, has bonded to the Venom symbiote, an alien organism that is said to potentially become a planetary plague. And her she is ready to fight off the symbiotically/cybernetically enhanced Kakuzawa.
"What'sss wrong Kakuzawa?!" Kaede hissed "What happened to all that talk about being a god?!"
"B-big sis?" Kokoro approached to his sister with an understandable amount of fear.
"Sssstay back..." Kaede says as the symbiote flows off her face, looking to her brother with the eyes of a sister "...and find somewhere to hide."
"Kaede, can you control it?" Flash asks Kaede as he knows how hard it is to control the symbiote.
"As long it can help be finish Kakuzawa..." Kaede says coldly as the symbiote flows over her face "...I could care lessss."
Getting over his fear, Kakuzawa eyes becam
Oh No Sally 23 : by DruSally felt great. It had been a wonderfully successful week, with the FBI Director now behind bars and her "approval rating", according to Bill, going up and up. But even though Sally had defeated her most dangerous enemy, his appearance...and in such a position of power...made her wonder how many other evil villains were out there undertaking nefarious activities.
But Sally wasn't just after the glory jobs. She knew it was really important to look after the little things too. This is why Sally had shown up on Good Morning America without notice and announced her intention to conduct a national crackdown on bad driving.
"The death toll on our nations roads is already too high this year. From midday today until midday tomorrow, anybody endangering others with their driving shall have their vehicles confiscated."
Honouring her word, Sally hovered high over New York and watched the clock in Times Square click over to noon. As soon as it did her work began...
Though it was only noon,
Truth or Dare part2"Um, alright. Who goes first?" Darak asked.
"Me! Me!" Nadia chirped eagerly, waving her hand in the air.
"We have a winner!" Rinava laughed.
"Alright gal, truth or dare?" Annah asked, smiling.
Alright. Lesse... Who do you see yourself marrying in the future?" Annah asked, smirking mischiefously. A slight blush came to Nadia's cheeks.
"I, erm... Let me think about it for a sec..." Her eyes switched back and forth from Rinava and Darak.
"At the moment... I'd have to go with..." Both males held their breath in anticipation.
"Darak! I know him pretty well so far, plus he's easy to trick." Nadia winked, earning an easy blush from Darak. Annah playfully nudged her friend with her elbow.
"Nice choice." she chuckled.
"Yeah... nice..." Rinava muttered, obviously feeling a tad bit left out.
"Oh? Alright then tough guy. How about you try me?" she offered, her tail flicking quickly.
"Okay then. Truth or dare Annah?
I'll pick dare." she said without hesitation. She was after all a ra
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