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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
the Blood of HeroesIt was the middle of the night and the lab in the Guardians headquarters was quiet. That didn’t last as the door opened and three young people entered. “Um, are we going to get caught?” Stupendous asked, looking around nervously. “And isn’t there an alarm in here?”
“Don’t worry, squirt. Polygirl’s sound asleep in Gordon’s room. There should be enough time to do what I need to do,” Hnekakal said as she went over to one of the machines in the large room. “And I took care of the alarm.”
“Are you sure you know how to work that thing?” Testament asked.
“Eyup,” the Native woman replied as she started pushing bottoms on the control panel. “I memorized how this do-hickey works. It only looked like I wasn’t paying attention.”
Testament crossed his arms. “I’m not sure that it’ll work the same way on you that it did with me.”
She turned to him and thumped
Fat BloodNadina could only hear her feet quashing the swampy ground, as she traveled through a dense part of a forest. Clad in a blue armless top, adorned with logos from sponsors, and equipped with black shorts and shoes, Nadina forced herself through a tricky path. As soon as she reached the end of it, she got through a cave, proving her nearly-inhuman acrobatics.
As soon as she found herself at the edge of a scenic cliff, Nadina smiled, finally being able to climb Mt. Unreal, Alfatare's biggest mountain. "It's over," she said, "I conquered it all..."
Then, as the tanned blonde slowly turned, the area she stood on broke off. She yelped, and then screamed, as it came far too sudden for her to recover. Nadina screamed as loud as she could, praying there would be help.
"Get her to an ER! Get her to an ER!"
Backblast part 2In a secluded area of Stranger Industries where they wouldn’t be monitored or interrupted, the owner of the company was meeting with Warbuster’s pilot. “So what have you found out?” the masked man asked his employee.
“Well, I poked around the records and found several discrepancies in the inventory going back nearly a year and ending soon after Backblast appeared. So whoever he is, he probably works here since he knows how to manipulate our system, or at least has someone here doing it for him.”
“Hrmm,” the Stranger murmured unhappily. “At least Long-Reich had the decency to become a supervillain on his own time with his own money. Anyways, anyone know what you were looking for?”
“Nope, I kept the reason why I was doing it to myself. No one suspects anything.” Warbuster’s pilot paused before adding. “Well, I think Poly might. She actually found a couple of the discrepancies while looking for parts and p
Trust Machines - Office TeaseAdrian Gilner yawned, rubbed his eyes and looked at the old-fashioned analogue clock hanging on his office's wall. It was already well past 7 p.m., and that on a Friday, to boot. Normally, he was leaving his office at 4 p.m. on Fridays, but when you were the CO of a small electronics company, sometimes you didn't get to choose your quitting time.
In this instance, one of his company's subcontractors had screwed up spectacularly. The battery manufacturer had delivered one hundred thousand batteries, and all of them had a disastrous flaw which would almost certainly make them fail in the first two months of operation. The good news was that battery manufacturer had agreed to back the entire charge and refund the full price, plus a luscious penalty. The bad news was that the battery manufacturer didn't have the capacities to replace the faulty batteries with working ones right now.
Which would leave AG Electronics with a massive bottleneck in production rate for the imm
SWtCW: Homecoming pt. 6Orbit of Pandora, aboard the Republic Star Destroyer Vigil
Tag scowled at Ace. “She's doing what?”
“She's going to some kind of meeting between the local leaders.” the Captain replied. “She thinks we need their help.”
Tag's scowl deepened behind his helmet. “You've got to be kidding.”
“No sir, we'll be heading out tonight. Can you hold until we get back?”
Tag snorted. “I've landed most of the legion now and we're dug in, the Seps still outnumber us but we're not going to go anywhere unless they use their warships.”
Ace nodded. “Yes sir...do you think they'll continue to refrain from using their ships?”
“I do, we've been watching them flying large transports from the surface to the orbiting ships. It looks like they're transporting something from the planet. I think that's why they've refrained from engaging us in ship-to-ship combat. They need whatever they're extracting down there and don't want
TMNT 2012 Chapter 16: What Doesn't Kill You...Chapter 16: What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stronger
Mona froze unsure what to do. There were at least thirty Foot bots on the front yard and that's all they could see, who knew how many more were on the roof or trying to get into the house right now. She glanced to her left, Leo, Raph, Donnie, and Mikey were still really injured and lying on couches or chairs. Although they were hurt, their senses were on edge along with their bodies.
“Mona,” Lotus began slowly. “We need to try and talk to them.”
Mona looked bewildered at Lotus, “Are you crazy?”
“Look if we don't they are just going to attack. Nia and April can grab our weapons while we head out there and try to talk to them,” Lotus offered. “What else can we do besides stand here?”
Mona gritted her teeth, “April, Nia. Please grab mine and Lotus's weapons. If things get bad protect the guys at all costs. Notify Splinter and Casey of the situation.”
Nia and April n
Sky Army Returns - Book Three - PROLOGUE “Ow…” Ant slowly lifted a hand to his forehead. As soon as he made contact, a sharp pain shot through his head. “OW.” He scowled and opened his eyes. He was looking up at what seemed to be the sky, but everything was blurry. Everything around him seemed to be tinted a pure white color. He blinked several and his vision began to clear.
“Oh god… What the hell happened…?” He placed his hands on the ground on either side of him and lifted himself up into a sitting position. As he did, he felt an unnatural feeling on his back. It felt like he had an uncomfortable weight placed on his shoulders and upper back. He shook his head lightly and rolled his shoulders, but the feeling didn’t go away.
He glanced behind him. His eyes widened. H
Trust Machines Writers' GuideTrust Machines Writers' Guide v1.07
Imagine a TF booth with a twist. Outside is a single control, that sets the duration of the change. Put some money in (or any token - has to be an object, doesn’t much matter what), the duration display comes up. Set the time to thirds of a day, 1-3 days, 1-3 months or 1-3 years, touch to confirm. Two doors appear - bits of the wall of the booth just vanish, rather than sliding or irising out of the way.
Inside the booth, between the two sides, is a transparent interface panel. Once a sentient (to the booth’s definition - not drunk/stoned/too young to be responsible) person enters a side, the door vanishes again.
The interface is largely touch-based. The center is taken up by the currently selected image, which follows the movements of the person on the other side. An array of ‘bubbles’ around the edge of the image show variations on the central one. Touching one changes t
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
Stranger LoveI am not the sunlit wing-print
splayed out on the bedroom wall.
I am not the dark mass forming
in a corner of an airless hall.
I am not the viscous vengeance
where you sink your spinning wheels.
I am not the leaky bucket
hung up on your wishing well.
You are not my soul mate missing
wandering a winter's night.
You are not the sound of angels
singing by a candle's light.
You are not the rasp of fingers
fumbling with a hasp of steel.
You are not the tattered towel
soaking up the things I feel.
I am the oblivious child,
dancing where the wildflowers are.
You are my unwitting captive
lighting up a jelly jar.
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