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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Aug 20, 2017 12:07:47 GMT
"It wasn't a tot a threat but possible scenario," said Lodja to Atticus. "Our people are willing to protect their own. Even if they make mistakes. Excuse me for a minute." Lodja shouted few loud words. Hundreds of other voices answered to them. It was like the jungle spoke back to him because words came from leaves of tress and from bushes and shrubs. Echo multiplied those voices, giving an impression that nature agrees with Indians. Lodja smiled warmly this time when he said:
"Our people have spoken in favour of Dee. I asked their opinion about her deeds and...confirmation about protecting her no matter what. They decided that it's unfair to punish anyone who was under the spell of Skarr. Especially when her favours to nine tribes are priceless. That is why they are willing to attack anyone to save her. But as we already know that hostile actions are not necessary. This incident is over and I will provide you with advice as a sign of my gratitude and appreciation -"
He took Dee's hand and helped her up from the ground. Then he put his hand around her waist and spent about five minutes kissing her while Indians expressed their emotions about the situation with joyful and encouraging shouts. Usually one can't make too much noise in the jungle. It would be quite unsafe because it attracts dangers. That is why they valued this rare opportunity and took most out of it. When he was able to breathe again, he told to Protectors, their associates and guests:
"You better look for communication means that Skarr uses to control Synths. Once you have taken out his communication lines, you have more freedom to act because he can't sabotage Synths any more. I believe that Volodja would said the same thing. Shame that he isn't here. There are many things I could discuss with him. Hopefully our paths will cross at one point. By the way - you are granted a peaceful pass through our woods. I am sure that you know how to put it to a good use."
Marcel Lestrange who was already set free, grinned devilishly and said to Lena. "I already missed you, Honey Pot. Wish that we had more time so we could play a game of Tarzan and Jane of our own. Maybe we still can do it one day. And let the house to pay for the party. Don't look me like that Lodja. I know that Tarzan was in Africa but you should also know that I do not give a flying fuck about geography as long Lena and I can enjoy the jungle set, free food and drinks."
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Post by Erika Widowmaker on Aug 20, 2017 15:22:48 GMT
Somewhere under the Chancellor's Palace, Capital City, Voten, Collective, Volodja Uljanov said, "Ruby! I am quite sure that you don't want to do it because you have mind of your own and you resisting that command, given to you. Why? Because you are not a machine but personality and you shouldn't let them put you down, push you around and change your personal point of view...I do wish that you would listen to me, because I would like us to succeed on reinstating the pre-Skarr situation so I can go home and kiss my wife." "I-I-I want to, I really do," Stuttered Ruby, her small synth body visibly trembling then gesturing menacingly with her huge red scythe as she added, "I don't want to hurt you - but I will, I just know it, if you stay here! Please RUN!" Erika Widowmaker balled her red clay colored hands into fists so tight her knuckles turned white as she threatened, "I don't want to hurt you either Envoy Ruby but I will tear you limb from limb if you stand in the way of me rescuing my son!" "O-okay, If you won't run, then I will," Asserted Ruby forcefully before disappearing in a teleportation implosion that was so powerful it sucked some of the air from the room creating a brief breeze on Erika's and Volodja's faces." Erika turned her narrowed jade green eyes to Volodja awaiting a reproof for her words but hoping her next ones would usurp Volodja's reprimanding speech by saying, "I'm sorry Volo but I don't have time to deal with Synth children who can't decide whose side they're on. I'm here to rescue my son and so that we can start a rebellion of the Votan peoples against the dictatorship of Governor Skarr. That is my top priority and I hope yours but I learned from my late husband that a man has to find his own way even if it kills him. That is why I've never said a word against your need to wander even if it occurs sometimes at a bad time for the Protectors. You in particular are a man who marches to a different drummer so I will understand if you decide to try to find Ruby or go on some mission of your own. Do not worry about me, as I know this palace well and am quite resourceful by myself." Erika turned to go, ready to make her way into the Votan Collective's dungeons by herself not looking back and not expecting Volodja to follow.  |
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Post by Lena Marr on Aug 20, 2017 15:58:33 GMT
Atika Constantine stood her ground, as she responded in her strong Mongolian accent with, "I am NOT some floozy! And I most definitely do NOT want your man! Mister Lestrange may be many things, but one of those things is NOT the man for me! My heart belongs to only one man and that man is Attila!" Her cheeks reddened slightly from her forced confession and Atika was sure she saw shock in people's eyes. However she decided she had nothing to be embarrassed about. So she confidently and passionately continued with, "You heard me right! My twin-flame is the ONLY man for me! So kindly take those blades away from my neck Miss Marr! If you MUST stick somebody with them, then save it for Skar! That nasty creature kidnapped Ruby and Erika!" Lena Marr's EGO Hope frantically asserted to Lena through the telepathic link they shared, "She's telling the truth Lena! I can tell by monitoring her breathing and blood pressure that she believes 100% everything she is saying is true! I hope your won't do anything drastic to this innocent girl!" With a wicked grin, Lena took her twin Bowie knives away from Atika's neck and sheathed them while remarking, "My, how the children have grown! Attila is your main man, huh? Well, good for you! Attila is a good looking boy with a fine body and if Marcel wasn't my one and only now I wouldn't have minded a roll in the hay with him - with you too come to think of it! As twins, you two not only make a beautiful couple but nice bookends also. I had always heard that incest was taboo in human cultures but we Castithans discarded such antiquated morality long ago. Different strokes for different folks is my motto. Still, you ever stray into my territory and I'll show you what a vicious bitch I can be!" Then Lena rolled her unblinking sky blue eyes looking heavenward as she said as an afterthought, "Also, another reason not to kill you is you make the best tea of anybody I know." Lena's true love Marcel Lestrange who was already set free, grinned devilishly and said to Lena. "I already missed you, Honey Pot. Wish that we had more time so we could play a game of Tarzan and Jane of our own. Maybe we still can do it one day. And let the house to pay for the party. Don't look me like that Lodja. I know that Tarzan was in Africa but you should also know that I do not give a flying fuck about geography as long Lena and I can enjoy the jungle set, free food and drinks." "Oooooh, something to live for" Exclaimed Lena with an excited squeal as she hugged Marcel tightly while kissing him passionately but then turned to Atticus Batman asking, "But business before pleasure! We have a contract to fulfill first sooooooooo - what's our next move Boss?" ***** Not far away in the jungle, Lady Christianna mindlessly changed from her mist form to a fog enshrouded ghost walking two feet over the underbrush but still leaving a trail of rare pink flowers with every step. Suddenly she heard the sound of flowing water and came upon a small pond and waterfall. She waited patiently until a small peccary had drunk it's fill and left before entering the clearing. She sat gently on a patch of soft grass becoming less foggy and more like a ghost as she sat with her legs curled under her reminiscent of the Little Mermaid statue that once looked pensively out on the water in what was Copenhagen; that is until the Pale Wars destroyed that city and everything in it. Lady did not ponder that for she really had no thoughts at all being a force of nature at the moment - that is until she caught a glance of her reflection in the mirror like surface of the water. Concentrating on her face in the reflection, she clarified the visage so that she could see the thin face, sharp chin, and the vague outline of unkempt hair of the teenage Castithan girl that she had been. With further concentration, she saw her pink eyes, her snow white button nose, and the slight tint of red on the ends of her short cut hair. "Who is this person," Lady thought to herself, "And why do I feel I've forgotten something important? Why do I feel so incomplete - that something is missing from my center and which I ache for to be returned?" As fast as Lady thought these questions they disappeared as she busied herself creating wild flowers of all colors around the edge of the small pond listening to the pleasant sound of falling water and humming a merry tune.  |
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Post by Atticus Batman on Aug 21, 2017 12:30:25 GMT
Lodja took Dee's hand and helped her up from the ground. Then he put his hand around her waist and spent about five minutes kissing her while Indians expressed their emotions about the situation with joyful and encouraging shouts. Usually one can't make too much noise in the jungle. It would be quite unsafe because it attracts dangers. That is why they valued this rare opportunity and took most out of it.
With a wicked grin, Lena took her twin Bowie knives away from Atika's neck and sheathed them while remarking, "My, how the children have grown! Attila is your main man, huh? Well, good for you! Attila is a good looking boy with a fine body and if Marcel wasn't my one and only now I wouldn't have minded a roll in the hay with him - with you too come to think of it! As twins, you two not only make a beautiful couple but nice bookends also. I had always heard that incest was taboo in human cultures but we Castithans discarded such antiquated morality long ago. Different strokes for different folks is my motto. Still, you ever stray into my territory and I'll show you what a vicious bitch I can be!" Then Lena rolled her unblinking sky blue eyes looking heavenward as she said as an afterthought, "Also, another reason not to kill you is you make the best tea of anybody I know."
Atika responded with, "If you mean you are threatening to kill me if I get too familiar with Mister, Lestrange then I will pass. He is not my cup of tea, but yours. However if you were offering to bite me or some such thing in the bedroom, then I would have considered that offer. Attila may be the only MAN for me but I do swing both ways. As for incest being taboo, it is not among the nomadic tribes in Mongolia....However we heard about how others, especially North Americans still think it very taboo, which is why I had insisted Attila and I not tell anybody. However right before we left Fortress K'shaa he informed Mister Lebeau and EVERYBODY in the Mess of our relationship...and now you and Commander Batman know. So obviously our secret is no longer secret....I just hope the others will still continue to see us as the same people they have let onto the team and befriended! I do NOT want to lose our new home and family just because the heart wants what it wants!"
As I continued to stare off towards the direction Lady had wandered, I heard parts of the conversation nearby. So without turning my attention from where it was still focused, I said to Atika, "Who you love is your concern, not mine. IF people have a problem with it, then tell them to go FUCK themselves, or send them to me and I WILL straighten them out."
Atika jumped when she heard my raspy growling voice, seemingly closer to beast than man at the moment. However after hearing what I had said, she responded with, "Ummm....thank you Commander. I will try to remember to do just that."
Realizing I was not going to respond again, Atika turned back to Lena and said happily, "Glad we could straighten that out...and thank you for the compliment on my tea! I just love the stuff and do seem to have a natural talent for knowing the most useful herbs and plants for what I need, according to the tribal shaman."
When Lodja was able to breathe again, he told to Protectors, their associates and guests:
"You better look for communication means that Skarr uses to control Synths. Once you have taken out his communication lines, you have more freedom to act because he can't sabotage Synths any more. I believe that Volodja would said the same thing. Shame that he isn't here. There are many things I could discuss with him. Hopefully our paths will cross at one point. By the way - you are granted a peaceful pass through our woods. I am sure that you know how to put it to a good use."
I responded with, "As you were created to BE Volodja, even though you are now your own person, you know damn well that your numbers would not have stopped me. I would fight to the death to be with my wife. If Death desires others shall die by my hand, then I am fine with that. If he decides I shall die by theirs, then that is his call, but I will no longer make that easy for him. However that doesn't matter at the moment since we seem to want the same things at the moment. We will do what we can to stop Skarr's control as soon as we can and I do thank you for the peaceful passage. I will try to make the best of it. When we manage to disable Skarr's devices, we will let you know, if you give us some way to get a message to you. Same goes for after I make sure he is DEAD!"
Marcel Lestrange who was already set free, grinned devilishly and said to Lena. "I already missed you, Honey Pot. Wish that we had more time so we could play a game of Tarzan and Jane of our own. Maybe we still can do it one day. And let the house to pay for the party. Don't look me like that Lodja. I know that Tarzan was in Africa but you should also know that I do not give a flying fuck about geography as long Lena and I can enjoy the jungle set, free food and drinks."
"Oooooh, something to live for." Exclaimed Lena with an excited squeal as she hugged Marcel tightly while kissing him passionately but then turned to Atticus Batman asking, "But business before pleasure! We have a contract to fulfill first sooooooooo - what's our next move Boss?"
My attention to Lady's flower trail unwavering, I mumbled, "Atika goes back to the Vigilant and reports everything she knows to Sandy. I am sure that Sandy, as my Tactical Commander and Second in Command, will be able to use the information to come up with something......"
"...As for me, I am going after Lady. She is still insistent that you are her best friend, so you will come with me. Perhaps between the two of us we can convince her to come back. However it is possible that Skarr may have some more bots, or some disguised Synth control devices hidden in this dense jungle. So Marcel will come with us. One because I know you two prefer to always work together. Two because three sets of eyes watching out for Skarr's devices and goons as I follow my wife, is a good idea. Three, you are more capable of expertly disabling such devices than Marcel or I are. So if we do encounter any, then you will be able to focus all your attention on them while Marcel and I watch your back...and four because...because...all I can fully focus on at the moment is convincing Lady to come back. So it is a good idea to have you both along to watch my back. Especially since the others NEED to focus on the main mission. As well as saving my sister and Ruby!"
Atika nodded and said, "Of course sir!"
Then she said to Lodja, in the same native Indian language that he had used to address his people, "Excuse me Mister Lodja, but is there any chance that I can convince you to have some of your people escort me back to our ship? I do NOT want to face any of those nasty bots alone!"
After Lodja agreed and signaled a group to accompany her, Atika and her new escorts left the clearing and headed to the Vigilant. Once they were gone, I said, "Alright that is settled. Lodja, I do hope our next meeting is a more peaceful one. I would hate to fight my best friend's 'twin', if it is not necessary."
Then as I continued to feel the pull to be back with Lady, I growled, "time to go."
Once said, I gave into the pull and restarted my quest to be reunited with Lady, following her flower trail as soon as I left the clearing. I never looked back from the path in front of me, but instinctively knew that Lena and Marcel wouldn't be far behind. After all their pull towards profit, and therefore MY credits, seemed to be almost as strong as both my conscious and instinctual needs to be reunited with Lady.
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Post by Lena Marr on Aug 22, 2017 2:04:44 GMT
"Well, looks like you won't need my fabulous tracking skills to find Lady," Commented Lena Marr with a wicked grin from behind Atticus Batman, "I've never seen a clearer trail - or a prettier one! BTW, we are being followed in the underbrush on either side of us. Looks like a couple of jungle cats - jaguars I think; a black one and a spotted one." Neither Atticus or Marcel Lestrange, Lena's lover and partner in crime, had long to ponder her words for the jungle opened up suddenly into a clearing which all three stopped short of entering. It was an idyllic setting, with flowers, brightly colored birds, and small animals everywhere around a pretty pond and a beautiful waterfall. In the center of it all sat Lady with her thin legs folded under her and a red and green plumed parrot perched on her chalk white hand. However that was not the strangest sight in the jungle clearing. That was reserved for Lady Christianna herself. Lady was no longer a misty figure or even a transparent ghost but her alabaster skin was translucent and sparkled as if wet. Furthermore, she wore a white hooded robe with similar effects and it was hard to tell where Lady's skin stopped and the robe began. Her facial features were the same as she was normally, but her pink eyes were more of a bright pastel pink like the jungle flowers that formed the trail which they had followed to find her. Strangest yet was her hair which hung out of her hood for it was composed of pale vines with small white flowers instead of her normal Castithan snow white tresses tinted red at the ends. Despite Lady's strange appearance, Lena thought the whole scene looked like some ancient cartoon film she had seen somewhere long ago in her youth, about a young girl and seven short men. Lena had thought at the time, "Gang bang for sure!" but even in her jaded adolescence she was captivated by Snow White singing while playing with the small animals and birds around her. Now like then she smiled - and it was a genuine smile for she found the whole scene quite pleasantly alluring. Herself a creature of impulse, Lena rushed by Atticus with outstretched hands calling in a friendly tone, "BFF, I'm sooooo glad you're safe and s-OWWWW!" Lady frowned at Lena's uninvited incursion into what she now considered her home and with a gesture of her free hand several vines dropped from the jungle canopy wrapping around Lena's armored body and easily hoisting her upside down off the ground causing her to yell as she disappeared into the foliage above, "I always wanted to star in a tentacle hentai but this is ridiculous!!!" As Lady stared at the two men awaiting their next move, two large jaguars, one black, one spotted, entered from each side of the clearing taking a defensive posture in front of Lady as her parrot and the other small animals left quickly and silently. The black jaguar broke the silence growling at the men and swiping the air in front of him with a sharp clawed paw as if daring them to make a move forward.  |
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Post by Marcel Lestrange on Aug 22, 2017 5:18:50 GMT
"There are simple solutions to complicated problems and there are complicated solutions to simple problems," said Marcel Lestrange. "Simplest thing would be use of napalm and burn the forest down. "There are no forest, there are no problems," as Monsieur Stalin would say. Soo...."We do not need a water. let the motherfucker burn," as someone else said elsewhere. Unfortunately simple solutions do not work this time. You need a more complicated solution for this complicated problem. But I am not here to give you advice, Monsieur Batman. No way! Instead I will wash my hands..."
Marcel made couple of over theatrical washing moves. Maybe there was a French mime amongst his ancestors and now the well kept humiliating secret revealed itself when mime ancestor took over but maybe Marcel just wanted to illustrate his statement. Then he added:
"Your family matters are your family matters. I am not getting involved into those affairs because the usual payment for my efforts would be not being invited to people's weddings despite everything I did for them. Instead I will deal with my own family matters, although I am quite aware that simplest way to release Lena would be convincing your wife to release her and return to her place by your side and by the cradle. By the way -I believe that attacking those mighty felines will probably upset your wife." He added by much smaller voice because that remark was personal kind:
"But I have to admit that cutting vines will presumably have a same effect on Lady Christianna's mood so I must find a way how to bypass them. Merde! Triple merde! " And Marcel Lestrange made a jump upwards, grabbed a tree branch and pulled himself into the foliage where Lena disappeared.
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Post by Atticus Batman on Aug 23, 2017 11:53:17 GMT
Lady frowned at Lena's uninvited incursion into what she now considered her home and with a gesture of her free hand several vines dropped from the jungle canopy wrapping around Lena's armored body and easily hoisting her upside down off the ground causing her to yell as she disappeared into the foliage above, "I always wanted to star in a tentacle hentai but this is ridiculous!!!"
As Lady stared at the two men awaiting their next move, two large jaguars, one black, one spotted, entered from each side of the clearing taking a defensive posture in front of Lady as her parrot and the other small animals left quickly and silently. The black jaguar broke the silence growling at the men and swiping the air in front of him with a sharp clawed paw as if daring them to make a move forward.
"There are simple solutions to complicated problems and there are complicated solutions to simple problems," said Marcel Lestrange. "Simplest thing would be use of napalm and burn the forest down. "There are no forest, there are no problems," as Monsieur Stalin would say. Soo...."We do not need a water. let the motherfucker burn," as someone else said elsewhere. Unfortunately simple solutions do not work this time. You need a more complicated solution for this complicated problem. But I am not here to give you advice, Monsieur Batman. No way! Instead I will wash my hands..."
Marcel made couple of over theatrical washing moves. Maybe there was a French mime amongst his ancestors and now the well kept humiliating secret revealed itself when mime ancestor took over but maybe Marcel just wanted to illustrate his statement. Then he added:
"Your family matters are your family matters. I am not getting involved into those affairs because the usual payment for my efforts would be not being invited to people's weddings despite everything I did for them. Instead I will deal with my own family matters, although I am quite aware that simplest way to release Lena would be convincing your wife to release her and return to her place by your side and by the cradle. By the way -I believe that attacking those mighty felines will probably upset your wife." He added by much smaller voice because that remark was personal kind:
"But I have to admit that cutting vines will presumably have a same effect on Lady Christianna's mood so I must find a way how to bypass them. Merde! Triple merde! " And Marcel Lestrange made a jump upwards, grabbed a tree branch and pulled himself into the foliage where Lena disappeared.
I replied, "Agreed, but there are more basic ways around wild beasts. Just show that you are more fierce, that you are a friend.. or perhaps some combination of the two."
Then as Marcel climbed upward, I kept my attention on Lady, as I remarked to her, "Well there's one that flew over the cuckoo's nest. However that wasn't very nice. Lena was just happy to see her friend."
When the black Jaguar growled again, I gave him a warning growl of my own, and my dark blue aura once again flared up, yet again causing my midnight black armor to take on a very eerie blue glow. Next I removed my helmet and strapped it to my chest piece, showing my dark blue, electrically-charged mask, with the lower half of my scarred face now visible to Lady. Then as I calmly walked towards Lady, with my palms open, I said calmly, "I love the new look, my Snow Angel, although white isn't my style as you can see."
As Lady looked at me curiously, I continued to move very slowly toward her and absorbed my mask back into my skin so she could clearly see all of my scarred face, as I continued calmly with, "It seems you do not recognize me, although I recognize you. You are Lady Christianna, Harbinger of life. Allow me to re-introduce myself. I am Atticus Batman, Harbinger of Death. I am the Yin to your Yang. I am your soul-mate, husband and the father of your children. Surely you can feel the magnetic pull toward me, just as I always feel it towards you."
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Post by Atika Constantine on Aug 23, 2017 12:09:33 GMT
Back on the Vigilant, after thanking her escorts, Atika walked onto the Bridge. As soon as he saw her back in one piece, Attila ran to his sister and gave her a big hug that could be seen as brotherly, as well as a huge lip-locking kiss that was definitely anything BUT brotherly.
Atika melted into and returned the kiss before pushing him off a few seconds later, as she remarked lovingly, "Behave Til! I am glad to see you too, but I need to talk to Captain Bell! Besides you know not all Yanks would approve of that and I love it here and don't want to make our friends uncomfortable!"
Then Atika turned to Sandy, and turned slightly red as she saw Sandy's shock but tried to ignore it as she said, "Captain Bell, Commander Widowmaker and Envoy Ruby were kidnapped by Spider-Skarr's robo-goons! Commander Batman took Lena and Marcel with him to try to convince Lady to come back, however he wanted me to fill you in on everything so we can continue the main quest, as well as find and destroy Skarr's devices that allow him to control other Synth! We had...an encounter with your synth and Mr. Volo's. His synth, Lodja, has granted us free passage through their jungle but requested that we try to disable the devices."
She filled Sandy in on everything that Atticus wanted her to report back to Sandy. However Sandy's expression was starting to make Atika feel uncomfortable. So she finally said, "Please stop that, Captain! We are still the same people that you consider friends! I am sorry that I insisted we keep our complete relationship a secret buuuuut....I know you Yanks are uncomfortable with incest, and was afraid you would judge us unfairly just because of how much we love each other! However other cultures have accepted it long ago! Such as Egypt, China, Japan, and lots of nomadic tribes in Mongolia! Even Castithans as a whole accept it and from what I understand some Irathient tribes also accept it, and according to Chief Lebeau so do several parts of the United States, and not just in the southern U.S. So why CAN'T I completely love the ONE man who has ALWAYS been there for me, and loved me unconditionally, no matter what?!"
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Post by Volodja Uljanov on Aug 23, 2017 16:11:46 GMT
"Well," said Count Giacomo Casannuendo with somewhat artificial grin on his shaved and powdered face where sweat left now dried creek beds. "I am not a huge supporter of incest but I do believe that Votan's have less complications with it because it doesn't affect the fruits of their passion as much as it does with humans. I haven't met a single Votan with Habsburgian chin yet. Their Spanish branch was well known for extreme consanguinity. It wasn't a matter of love or passion, though. They were just very well aware that they owed their power to fortunate marriages, so they married between themselves to protect their gains. If those people said that they want to keep everything in family, they literally meant that. For example the last of male Spanish Habsburgs, Carlos II or Charles II of Spain, if you prefer English name version I am intend to use because it sounds more familiar to your ears, the son of Spanish king Felipe/Philip IV and Maria Anna alias Mariana of Austria. His parents were actually uncle and niece; therefore, Charles was not only their son, but was also Mariana's first-cousin and Philip's great-nephew. Quite confusing, isn't it? Especially during family reunions where people had to remember who is actually who. Anyway, Charles was physically and mentally disabled and infertile, possibly due to this massive inbreeding. And his chin was huuuuge. But he was definitely father's boy. No doubt about it. Anyway...You told something about couple of doppelgängers. That's interesting."   Philip IV of Spain Charles II of Spain |
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Post by Sandy Bell on Aug 24, 2017 0:55:26 GMT
Atika Constantine filled Sandy Bell in on everything that Atticus wanted her to report back to Sandy. However Sandy's expression was starting to make Atika feel uncomfortable. So she finally said, "Please stop that, Captain! We are still the same people that you consider friends! I am sorry that I insisted we keep our complete relationship a secret buuuuut....I know you Yanks are uncomfortable with incest, and was afraid you would judge us unfairly just because of how much we love each other! However other cultures have accepted it long ago! Such as Egypt, China, Japan, and lots of nomadic tribes in Mongolia! Even Castithans as a whole accept it and from what I understand some Irathient tribes also accept it, and according to Chief Lebeau so do several parts of the United States, and not just in the southern U.S. So why CAN'T I completely love the ONE man who has ALWAYS been there for me, and loved me unconditionally, no matter what?!" Sandy listened with downcast blue eyes and a frown on her pretty human face to Count Casannuendo's discourse on human inbreeding concerns until he finished, then shook her blonde head slowly saying, "I wish that was my reason for feeling the way I do but it's nothing that scientific or even logical," Sandy's eyes locked on Atika's purple eyes as she unconsciously wrung her tan hands in obvious discomfort while explaining, "Let me put things in context for you. When the Pale Wars began, I joined the EMC while still in college thinking about going to graduate school until I felt the call of patriotism and, I have to admit, adventure. I got adventure all right but not exactly like I imagined. Not may people in Paradise know this, but not long after I joined the EMC and by an unfortunate sequence of events I won't go into, I went into stasis for almost twenty years and during that time I didn't age one whit. Yeah, I'm really that old - and felt like a dinosaur when I came back into the real world. That said, I was born in a time and in a country where we were just getting used to homosexuality being acceptable by mainstream society but no one was even considering incest as anything but taboo and against the law. But again, that's only part of the reason I feel as I do... and not even the most important part." Sandy looked up as she folded her arms tightly across her chest feeling awful when she saw the look of misery on the young Irathient girl but still trying to explain,"I was raised in the Catholic religion and though I don't practice the religion much anymore, when you go as a child every Sunday to their church their lessons tend to stick with you. Homosexuality let alone incest was a ticket straight to hell in my religion, a place eternally burning where sinners are tortured with pitchforks on the best of days as Father O'Malley used to tell me since my parents started taking me to church at the ripe old age of five. The head of my church - the Pope in the Vatican - was way conservative and never changed our religion's view even as the Vatican disappeared in a Votan singularity bomb. I guess old Father O'Malley perished with my folks in Miami when Florida was terra-formed in the Pale Wars. Anyway, beliefs take longer to die then people and my old Catholic mores still haunt me. Shoot, a part of me felt uneasy even when Volodja and I went to bed without being blessed in matrimony - even though I knew Volodja was the best thing that ever happened to me." Sandy quickly hugged Atika and Atilla Constantine simultaneously before saying with all sincerity, "Listen you two are great people and I'm proud to serve with you! This is my problem not yours. My head understands that my feelings of unease at your relationship have no logical basis but faith doesn't run on logic - it runs on emotions and ingrained beliefs despite all facts to the contrary as to what is actually right and wrong. Anyway, when we get some time, I'll talk it over with Dr. Von Eschen. However, all feelings aside, we need to get this tub back in the air for Commander Batman." Sandy sat back in the Command chair and ordered the Vigilant's crew, "Let's all get to our duty stations, go through our pre-flight checklists and raise the Vigilant back to the Heavens where she belongs!" Not long after the crew did just that as the Vigilabt rose up from the ground and they began it's search for it's missing crew and Commander.  |
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Post by Lady Christianna on Aug 24, 2017 1:41:33 GMT
As Lady Christianna looked at Atticus Batman curiously, Atticus continued to move very slowly toward her and absorbed his mask back into his skin so she could clearly see all of his scarred face, as he continued calmly with, "It seems you do not recognize me, although I recognize you. You are Lady Christianna, Harbinger of life. Allow me to re-introduce myself. I am Atticus Batman, Harbinger of Death. I am the Yin to your Yang. I am your soul-mate, husband and the father of your children. Surely you can feel the magnetic pull toward me, just as I always feel it towards you." Lady held up a translucent hand palm facing him commanding, as vegetation moved below entwining his feet and ankles as she commanded in a voice that sounded as if underwater,"Do not come one step further Bat-God - yes, I know who you are! Even newborn, I am not naive. You told the People and I overheard so any false names will not protect you. I am not a fan of deception and deceivers will quickly feel my wrath" Suddenly a loud clamor of metal falling from the tree behind him made Atticus glance backward seeing a pile of blue armor at the bottom of the tree that Lena Marr was dragged up into by living vines followed shortly by Lena's irritated voice exclaiming, "Aw, Shatko!!! I'm naked again?!?! Can't I go on a mission with you Protectors just once and not be stripped naked!" Lady ignored Lena's outrage focusing her attention on Atticus when she asked with a gurgle, "Tell me Bat-god, are you as soft and squishy as your companion under that armor?" "Hey, I-am-not-SQUISHY," Yelled Lena angrily out of sight, "Soft... maybe! I do use lots of skin lotion for Pooh Bear!" Suddenly there was a second sound of metal striking metal but from the opposite side of the meadow although it was more controlled and accompanied by muffled laughter. Aricus glanced over that way and saw the two Synth Sisters, Yvette and Brooke facing him from a safe distance. Brooke was halfway up a tree and Yvette was fist bumping her two power gloved hands as she laughed good-naturedly and a bit dis-congruently given the situation. However, what was even more disturbing was that both girls were wearing the same mind controlling spider-faced mask that Dee the Synth jungle girl was wearing earlier. "You okay taking the big guy out by yourself Yvette? " Questioned Brooke with a growl as she flexed her claws adding before she disappeared into the overhead foliage, "From what she just said, I don't think nature girl will bother you if you don't bother her! If you're alright with that, I'll go hunt down the two in the tree!" "No problemo!" Returned Yvette and Atticus could imagine the strong girl grinning behind the mask - but then his attention was centered on Yvette rocketing towards him with both Magnesium alloyed gloves stretched out in front of her and aimed at his chest while his feet were still held fast by the local flora.  |
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Post by Marcel Lestrange on Aug 24, 2017 9:07:24 GMT
Marcel Lestrange was occupied with squeezing himself through the bunch of vines surrounding Lena when he heard Brooke's remark about them. His hands sunk into the green mess and pushed vines aside and his body followed them. Vines weren't as kind, delicate and decent as Marcel and tore his clothing as much as they could so Marcel was soon wearing Adam's suit.
Hearing "...I'll go hunt down the two in the tree!" made him reply:
"How those verses, Lena liked to sing, exactly were? Oh, mais oui!:
"Lena and Marcel sitting in the tree
K-i-s-s-i-n-g!
First comes love.
Then comes marriage.
Then comes baby in the baby carriage,
Sucking his thumb,
Wetting his pants,
Doing the hula, hula dance!"
"But I do not remember that someone climbed after them, so one of us is redundant here. It is not Lena, it is not me so I guess that it makes you a bit redundant, Mademoiselle!" Suddenly Marcel grinned and yelled:
"Hey kitty, kitty, kitty!"
"I am not a kitty!" hissed Brooke loudly so Marcel could hear her.
"I was not talking to you, Mademoiselle," replied Marcel who was more eager to sink himself into the vines now. "I was calling one of those jaguars on the ground. Maybe even both of them. Just do not attack them when they come to play with you. The girl down there becomes upset and who knows what she will do. Maybe she becomes evil. Maybe she wants to. Lot of nice people do...And even if she does not, I believe that we can use a good cat fight."
Slight pause during which Marcel hid deeper into the greenness of the nature until his body was touched Lena's and despite the troublesome situation part of him went stiff right away. He closed Lena into his embrace while vines embraced both of them.
"I would not try to break the cocoon," he said in somewhat muffled voice. "One should not mess with the forces of nature."
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Post by Atticus Batman on Aug 24, 2017 11:58:27 GMT
Suddenly a loud clamor of metal falling from the tree behind him made me glance backward seeing a pile of blue armor at the bottom of the tree that Lena Marr was dragged up into by living vines followed shortly by Lena's irritated voice exclaiming, "Aw, Shtako!!! I'm naked again?!?! Can't I go on a mission with you Protectors just once and not be stripped naked!"
Lady ignored Lena's outrage focusing her attention on Atticus when she asked with a gurgle, "Tell me Bat-god, are you as soft and squishy as your companion under that armor?"
"Hey, I-am-not-SQUISHY," Yelled Lena angrily out of sight, "Soft... maybe! I do use lots of skin lotion for Pooh Bear!"
I merely scowled and replied gruffly with, "Hardly. However none of my names are false. I am known by many and I have NEVER lied to you and NEVER will."
Suddenly there was a second sound of metal striking metal but from the opposite side of the meadow although it was more controlled and accompanied by muffled laughter. I glanced over that way and saw the two Synth Sisters, Yvette and Brooke facing me from a safe distance. Brooke was halfway up a tree and Yvette was fist bumping her two power gloved hands as she laughed good-naturedly and a bit dis-congruently given the situation. However, what was even more disturbing was that both girls were wearing the same mind controlling spider-faced mask that Dee the Synth jungle girl was wearing earlier.
"You okay taking the big guy out by yourself Yvette? " Questioned Brooke with a growl as she flexed her claws adding before she disappeared into the overhead foliage, "From what she just said, I don't think nature girl will bother you if you don't bother her! If you're alright with that, I'll go hunt down the two in the tree!"
"No problemo!" Returned Yvette, and I could imagine the strong girl grinning behind the mask - but then my attention was centered on Yvette rocketing towards me with both Magnesium alloyed gloves stretched out in front of her and aimed at my chest while my feet were still held fast by the local flora.
Seeing that, I focused on once-again channeling my anger as, I snapped, "Another daking spider-mask?! Skarr is NOT a god! He is a deceiver and defiler! He just wants to watch the world burn!"
As I instinctively willed my blue mask to return to my face, my aura flashed dark blue again, this time bright enough to temporarily blind those looking on. In the short seconds it took for the bright flash had dissipate, a blue sphere of electrical energy appeared around me. It cracked slightly as Yvette's fists hit it and she fell on her face, but it held. So I remarked mainly to myself, "Well that's new. Guess I have a lot of extra energy stored up at the moment to be able to do that. This could be fun."
Next I said to Lady, "Snow Angel, it looks like I NEED to be freed before she gets up and tries to harm me again. So I am afraid that if you will not release me, then I will have to do it myself. So please forgive me for what I must do."
Saying that, I caused just enough of the built-up energy to pulse through my body and cause the vines to release their grip on my legs as they felt the electrical stings, but not enough to do any lasting damage to them. As the vines released my feet and recoiled, I said to Lady, "Your viney friends will be fine, so do not worry about that."
As I said that, I put my helm back on securely. Then I pushed on the slightly cracked energy bubble, but it didn't budge. Obviously I made it so thick that it was immovable. So I would have to remove it. Hopefully it was as simple to deal with as the powers I had learned to use, and in some cases mastered. However I also had another problem, for it was obvious that the stunning affect that Yvette had obviously endured was starting to wear off, as I could hear Yvette grumbling about the sudden headache.
I knew that my electrical powers were emotionally-fueled and in most cases my anger fuelled them the most, anger that I was MOST definitely feeling at all the parallel situations that I currently faced. However I was not sure exactly how to remove this bubble. So I did what I do best when I need to act quickly, but this time with an electrical addition. I raised an armored fist and focused an electrical surge into it. Then I punched the bubble HARD. As soon as my electrically-charged fist made contact, the bubble exploded and (to my and obviously Yvette's surprise) sent out a short-range EMP pulse that once again knocked Yvette on her face. However luckily for me my helm and armor were modified to shield me from EMP pulses. So my hailer and EGO both still worked.
So I contacted Lena and Marcel by, (both) EGO channel and hailer, saying "More daking spider-masks! So try not to kill Brooke if possible, for she is also being controlled by that daking bastard, Skarr! When I FINALLY get my hands on that Bastard....!!!"
I bit back my anger and let that statement go unfinished as I continued with, "Anyway Lena, I seem to have knocked Yvette out with an EMP pulse. However I have no idea how long the affects will last, as most of these newer Synth seem to have some built-in resistances to such things. Dee proved that! So how do I safely remove this daking thing, BEFORE she tries to kill me again?!"
However as I had communicated with Lena, I felt VERY light-headed from expending all of my excess energies in such a short time. So I fell to my knee beside Yvette's prone and unconscious body. However thanks to my sheer strength of will, I was able to remain conscious and in control of all my faculties. So as I knelt there by Yvette, I carefully checked her to make sure she was still alive and merely unconscious, (which she fortunately was), hoping Lena would reply quickly with instructions on how to get rid of that daking mask.
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Post by Lady Christianna on Aug 25, 2017 8:36:25 GMT
What Atticus Batman had said to Lady Christianna echoed in her mind, "It seems you do not recognize me, although I recognize you. You are Lady Christianna, Harbinger of life. Allow me to re-introduce myself. I am Atticus Batman, Harbinger of Death. I am the Yin to your Yang. I am your soul-mate, husband and the father of your children. Surely you can feel the magnetic pull toward me, just as I always feel it towards you." The Bat-God's appearance and the names he called her had no meaning to Lady, however the blue glow and the power radiating from him seemed to resonate with her. Certainly he was a being of great power for the display of great power by him had scared away her minions, for the two great cats had scampered back into the jungle when he released all that electricity. "Could he to be a god?" She asked herself, "Maybe from the same pantheon as myself? Could we indeed have had children together? If so, how powerful those children must be!" Atticus contacted Lena and Marcel by EGO channel and hailer, saying "More daking spider-masks! So try not to kill Brooke if possible, for she is also being controlled by that daking bastard, Skarr! When I FINALLY get my hands on that Bastard....!!!" He bit back my anger and let that statement go unfinished as he continued with, "Anyway Lena, I seem to have knocked Yvette out with an EMP pulse. However I have no idea how long the affects will last, as most of these newer Synth seem to have some built-in resistances to such things. Dee proved that! So how do I safely remove this daking thing, BEFORE she tries to kill me again?!" Out loud, Lady stated in a matter-of fact tone in that eerie tone of voice of hers, "Impressive display of power Bat-god! Perhaps you like myself are a Deity. I will let your servant go!" Up in the tree above them, the vines released a nude Lena Marr from their embrace with a small gesture of Lady's hand and she plummeted to the ground below. A person less agile than Lena would have landed on her head causing a nasty concussion but Lena merely landed on both hands cushioning the fall and performing a perfect handstand before using the momentum to jump to her feet. Stopping only to retrieve her tool kit from the pile of her discarded armor, she moved quickly but gracefully to where the Synth girl lay where she had fallen after the EMP pulse. "Yeah, yeah Bat-master-son, I got this. Keep your pants on and don't get too excited by the view, if you please!" Lena said sarcastically as she knelt by Yvette taking out her tool kit, placing it on the ground next to her and unwrapping it carefully in preparation of the same mind-controlling mask removal process that she had performed on Dee. Suddenly a power gloved hand shot up grabbing Lena by her chalk white throat before she could even loosen the mask as Yvette awoke to unforeseen consciousness warning ominously, "Don't make any sudden moves big guy! That goes for you too nature girl! I'd hate to break this pretty little Castithan gal's neck but I will do it if you don't cooperate." Lady remained sitting with her translucent legs curled under her saying nonchalantly, "This is none of my affair. I know none of you, but I do wish you all would leave me alone in my glade and allow me to go on with my gardening." Yvette slightly nodded her head in agreement as she turned to Atticus and commanded, "Now Big Guy, I want you to strip off your armor and weapons until you are just as naked as this pretty little thing and then we'll all leave nature girl to her peace and quiet!" Meanwhile still in the tree, Lena's lover Marcel Lestrange suddenly saw Brooke the raven haired feline synth sister who put a clawed forefinger to her lush lips and grinned like a Cheshire cat showing her sharp teeth under her spider mask as she swung her other clawed hand severing the vines between her and him with one powerful swipe.  |
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Post by Atticus Batman on Aug 25, 2017 11:08:22 GMT
Yvette slightly nodded her head in agreement as she turned to me and commanded, "Now Big Guy, I want you to strip off your armor and weapons until you are just as naked as this pretty little thing and then we'll all leave nature girl to her peace and quiet!"
Meanwhile still in the tree, Lena's lover Marcel Lestrange suddenly saw Brooke the raven haired feline synth sister who put a clawed forefinger to her lush lips and grinned like a Cheshire cat showing her sharp teeth under her spider mask as she swung her other clawed hand severing the vines between her and him with one powerful swipe.
I glared at Yvette, as I slowly stood back up. Then I grumbled, "Well since you asked so nicely....fine, the armor and weapons will come off. I don't need them to kick your ass anyway. However I am NOT leaving this glade until I am good and ready to, but I will consider leaving sooner, IF you let my naked friend remove those masks from you and your sister so that we can see who we are dealing with."
After I dropped my weapons and armor on the ground, Yvette said, "I said naked! Lose the blue jumpsuit and mask as well."
Everyone could see the electricity still angrily surging through my blue outfit, as I laughed (in my usual maniacally-sinister way) at Yvette; the same laugh that always gave Lena and most others the creeps, but usually seemed to affect Lady in a more carnal manner in past situations. After I had finished my uncontrollable bout of laughter, I finally said, "That would be like telling a cat to take off their claws! Perhaps we should ask Brooke if she is able to remove hers!.......You little FOOL! Don't you get it girl?! The blue 'suit' is part of me and therefore it can't be removed! If you don't believe me, then try for yourself!"
As I said that I hoped that if Yvette did try to remove my grid 'suit' that her synth body would take all the ensuing electrical surging that my protective grid exo-skin (also referred to as grid-cloth or grid-suit) would send out (as a form of self-protection), when somebody other than Lady or myself tries to remove it from me, and therefor shield Lena's naked and unprotected body from any permanent electrical damages. I also hoped Lena was able to remember that fact, and prepare herself for it in some way because even if Yvette's body does take most of the surge, it would still cause Lena some considerable pain.
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