The end of Humanity- Eve 7
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				Title: <strong>The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>01-09-2011, 06:21:17</strong>
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				<div align="center"><strong>Eve 7</strong></div><br>(http://i361.photobucket.com/albums/oo52/Akiranth/Rp%20Setttings%20and%20things/742401-bigthumbnail.jpg)<br><br>Welcome to Eve 7, Your home away from home. This Eve unit is the 7th of its line and supports the same features and functions as its sister units. While Earth, or home planet is destroyed. We need not worry, we can spend our days exploring the cosmos from the comfort of your own room. Eve 7 offers all the amenities of the home that you have left behind. <br><br>The rooms are small to offer optimal room for as many as we can fit on board, but they are still cozy. <br>(http://i361.photobucket.com/albums/oo52/Akiranth/Rp%20Setttings%20and%20things/2.jpg)<br><br>Here is the cafeteria which serves some of the same food you used to eat on earth thanks to Eves garden. <br>(http://i361.photobucket.com/albums/oo52/Akiranth/Rp%20Setttings%20and%20things/p_cafeteria.jpg)<br><br>Stroll through Eves garden. Were food is grown, and we remember just what we have left behind. <br>(http://i361.photobucket.com/albums/oo52/Akiranth/Rp%20Setttings%20and%20things/garden-night.gif)<br><br>Stop on over to visit our control panel well our well trained staff , drives you through the cosmos. <br><br>(http://i361.photobucket.com/albums/oo52/Akiranth/Rp%20Setttings%20and%20things/c2c878f7b92b590018362c698e01cafc-med.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>01-09-2011, 06:37:10</strong>
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				Captain Auria Summers Stood at the control panel watching the screens flicker. Some of them showed the outside which was nothing more then deep dark space. Some of them showed the different rooms that were in the large space colony. She was the Captain, The pilot of the ship, but there wasn't much to do. The whole system was computerized and ran itself. Her job seemed to consist mostly of settling disputes from other members of the Space station. It was far different, more political, then when she had flown a jet during the wars. <br><br>She glanced at the computer screens in boredom until something out in space caught her eye.There was something in front of them, though it was hard to make out. It was like it didn't want to be seen, and if they kept going the way they were headed they would coiled right into it. The computer should have picked it up, and changed course, but it hadn't. She went to the computer and had it pull up an enhanced image of the area, but she still couldn't make it out. " computer, what is that?"<br><br>" there is nothing there"<br><br>" I'm not stupid, tell me what it is."<br><br>" there is nothing there." <br><br>Growling at the idiocy of her system. She went to the computer and override its course. She continued to watch the space in front of them as the station started to turn, whatever was there, but wasn't was moving with them. Her eyes went wide as she realized just what that was. She had heard rumors of Alien craft taking the human colonies. It seemed now&nbsp; the aliens were going after hers. The space station didn't have any weapons. Scientist on Earth had refused to believe in alien life. They thought space would be pretty peaceful. No need for large weapons, that was what got humans in this mess in the first place. So all that she had to defend herself was a shield. She brought the shields online activating them. Then she went to the intercom system.<br><br>" Attention All staff report to control center. All Staff report to control center now!!"&nbsp; She kept her voice calm and collective not wanting to frighten the passengers that were on her vessel. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GloomCookie</strong> on <strong>01-09-2011, 07:40:12</strong>
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				<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs70/i/2010/223/0/2/the_celestial_ocean_by_CyberRaven.png)</td><td><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Lord Ver'slek sat in the reclining throne that served as his command chair aboard the Berlork Battleship Yak'par.&nbsp; The Yak'par was a powerful ship, stretching over 500 meters long and shaped like the deadly Vak Vu Tem, one of the most dangerous predators on the homeworld.&nbsp; And there were three others hidden nearby, awaiting the signal.&nbsp; They were currently masked, their hulls a brilliant sheen to reflect the light of distant stars, while absorbing all the heat energy and dumping it into a quantum singularity.&nbsp; The singularity could only be used for so long before it would grow too large and unstable, so it was only used for stealthy ambushes.<br><br>The four ships were escorting a large black freighter that would be carrying the captive slaves of the Homo Sapient colony back to the market.&nbsp; The orders Lord Ver'slek had received from the Emperor had been explicit: obtain a stock of humans to breed for work on the homeworld, and sell the rest to the markets to earn capital for the empire.&nbsp; Lord Ver'slek was obeying his task, and knew that soon, glory would be basked upon him.&nbsp; He would of course take his own personal slave from the group they caught, and a few would be used for dissection to ensure the strange ape creatures hadn't been radically altered or intentionally infected with a disease.</span></td></tr></tbody></table><br><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">One of the crew spoke, &lt;Lord Ver'slek, the target has raised their shields&gt;.<br><br>&lt;We are discovered,&gt; Lord Ver'slek said, flexing his hand slightly.&nbsp; This annoyed him, to be caught before they were ready to ambush them.&nbsp; &lt;Signal the fleet to drop mask and take up a position to attack.&nbsp; Order the Vag'po to hold position and await further orders&gt;.<br><br>The ships suddenly lit up on the screens of the human station as four large bird-like warships swooping in to begin ripping apart the station.&nbsp; They didn't open fire immediately, but their mere presence would be signal enough.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>01-09-2011, 07:56:37</strong>
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				That morning Anthony was starting his morning physical training, after having showered and shaved. It was part of his morning routine before clocking in and starting his shift. Once he finished his morning work out he heard Captain Summers voice come over the intercom system. He moved quickly and got dressed in his uniform, his uniform being a somewhat tight black and white shirt that showed off his well toned upper body and a pair of black pants, and left his bunk and ran to the control center. He entered the control center and approached Captain Summers. "What's the problem Captain Summers?" He knew her name but he was still stuck in his old military ways so he stuck to protocol and addressed her by rank.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>01-09-2011, 20:01:00</strong>
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				(http://fc07.deviantart.net/fs41/i/2009/038/e/5/Commission_Warcat_by_Sean_Loco_ODonnell.jpg)<br><br>WarCat walked along one of the hallways inside the Yak'par, looking as ferocious as always. She stood out amongst the crew, both because of her feline heritage, and the fact that she wore little more than panties, a spiked collar and wristbands, and some chains. Her white fur covered her impressive tall muscular body, one that made everyone get out of her way as soon as they saw her. She walked at a fast and determined pace, her tail going from side to side, brushing against the ship walls.<br><br>As she turned a corner, a young technician leaning against a wall did not get out of her way fast enough. In a single motion, WarCat grabbed his shoulder and shoved him to the floor, before she kept going towards the bridge. It was unlikely the poor man would make that mistake again. The feline had no time to waste with fools, and had only one thought in mind, the coming raid and the resulting slaves they would get from that raid. The fact that she had been a slave herself for most of her life was something ever present in her mind, and partly why she kept dressing the way she did. It fueled her anger and helped her stay eternally on her guards.<br><br>As WarCat arrived on the bridge, she walked up to Lord Ver'slek and listened to his conversation with one of the crew, then looked ahead at the viewport, putting her hands on her hips. She spoke in her usual hissing voice "What's going on, Ver'slek? Why did they detect us? I hope this won't complicate things!"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>01-09-2011, 20:38:19</strong>
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				Her eyes stayed on the screen watching the alien ships that seemed to appear from no where. Her chances of getting out of this were slim. Still her job was to protect the people on board, and she would do her best to keep them safe. She took a step to the side when she heard Anthony ask what the problem was. " look on the screen. the shields will keep us safe, for a bit, but I don't know how long. "&nbsp; They might be able just to break through her shields. They were supposed to be able to ward off metros and things like that. " you fought in the wars right?" She asked Anthony still looking at the screen. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GloomCookie</strong> on <strong>01-09-2011, 20:43:47</strong>
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				<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://fc04.deviantart.net/fs29/f/2008/079/f/e/feb0db4c705ef855.jpg)</td><td><span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Lord Ver'Slek didn't even turn to regard the feline as she stalked aboard the bridge.&nbsp; Cool under fire, the able commander of this expedition didn't expect her to fully understand what was going to happen.&nbsp; Like most of his species, he regarded anything not a Berlork to be inferior, though that degree of inferiority varied from species to species and from individual to individual.&nbsp; The feline was one that was slightly above the rest of her kind, for she had escaped her life of slavery to turn the tables and become a slaver herself.&nbsp; That put her in higher standings than the naked feline slaves seen in markets throughout the galaxy.<br><br>As Ver'Slek spoke, his translator almost immediately translated the strange, gutteral sounds his species used as a language into galactic standard.&nbsp; While a Berlork was able to understand galactic standard and speak it, as a Lord and the commander, Ver'Slek did not feel himself needing to.&nbsp; He tolerated the feline, but little more.&nbsp; She was just a useful tool for the Berlork to use.&nbsp; "Calm yourself.&nbsp; The humans must have sharp eyes to spot us so soon.&nbsp; Do not fear, for we have detected nothing but their shield so far.&nbsp; Even if they had weapons, they face four battleships, and I can have six more in under two parb.&nbsp; If you must be anxious, do so where you will not disrupt my crew."<br><br>The Berlork were strong creatures, built like tanks and able to hold their own in physical combat.&nbsp; While their heritage had evolved similarly to the Earth amphibian frogs, their legs were built more for long, powerful strides or for sprinting.&nbsp; They carried a special lance that was nearly as tall as they were, and while they carried weapons such as laser and plasma rifles, they prefered to close quickly with the enemy and do battle hand to hand.&nbsp; It was for this reason that Berlork pirates were some of the most feared pirates in the galaxy, for they would often charge aboard and tear through any defenses quickly.</span></td></tr></tbody></table>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>01-09-2011, 22:37:15</strong>
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				WarCat watched the happenings around the bridge as he spoke to her. She didn't bother looking back at the Lord. She knew he didn't think much of other species but that didn't bother her at all. She was here for a specific reason, to get new playtoys, and was content with leaving the planning and more technical stuff to him. She didn't much care to gain his approval, just to have him serve his purpose, as she would hers.<br><br>She casually walked up to the front of the bridge and leaned forward on a railing, her large butt on display, watching the station ahead of them through the window. As only reply she said in a calmer tone, but still hissing, "I fear no one."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SomeGuy</strong> on <strong>02-09-2011, 00:34:04</strong>
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				As the two started speaking Krask stalked towards the bridge with his tail swaying slightly behind him, even after years of exposure the ships and cities always seemed so... dead. Ver'Slek was at least more respectable then others he had worked with before, and the feline was interesting. She was pleasant to look at though her lack of attire puzzled him, he couldn't understand why she didn't have any sort of protective equipment. "Hmph, why don't we just get on with it? From what I understand they are naught but weak, squishy beings. A single ship with capable warriros should be more then enough."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Polymorph</strong> on <strong>02-09-2011, 01:41:42</strong>
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				Jules was in the security service canteen when the klaxons began to sound, she stared at around as the few other personnel present looked up halfheartedly from their meals of soy protein.<br><br>"Dammit, not another damn drill." Someone voiced the thought going through everyone's mind.<br><br>The buzzing of her comm alerted the Swedish computer tech and she flipped it open. A message in text ordered her and all security staff to report immediately to the stations armoury. Jules pushed the plastic plate aside and joined the unhurried shuffling of the other security staff to the nearby weapons store.<br><br>The tension that Jules found when she reached the armoury was the first indication that the alarm was no mere drill. A tech sergeant thrust a automatic slugthrower towards her and half a dozen magazines of live ammunition.<br><br>"Grab a set of body armour and report to seal four outer ring." The sergeant barked.<br><br>"What? What's going on, I'm a computer specialist not a armed response trooper." Jules protested. "If this is another food riot I'm not trained for riot duty."<br><br>"Food riot? You should be so damn lucky." The sergeant snapped with a withering glare at the blonde tech. "We just got orders to expect an imminent boarding. Everyone we have is ordered to barricade the seals to the outer ring and fire on sight."<br><br>"On sight of what?" Jules asked nervously.<br><br>"How the hell should I know?" The sergeant snapped. "Just move your damn ass and do as your told."<br><br>Jules backed off and passed to the next desk, where a armoured jacket was thrust into her arms. She stumbled away with the armour and weapon. It had been almost six months since she'd attended a fired off a clip or two during a refresher for the standard slugthrower she now carried and she'd never fired one in anger at all during her career in law enforcement. Hoping that the sergeant was wrong she hurried away towards the post that she'd been assigned.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>02-09-2011, 02:13:39</strong>
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				WarCat heard the new arrival speak. She agreed with him but stayed silent. They did need to press on with the attack. She watched as the ship came closer and closer, and she couldn't wait to get to the docking port and rush into waiting preys. That's what motivated her. But for now she would need to wait. Her technology expertise was limited, and she had to rely on her partner to make sure the initial assault was successful.<br><br>As the ship went in position, she looked down at the crew members that were busy at various consoles on the bridge, and saw one of them seemed distracted. She stood up and went behind him, watching over his shoulder. The feline could see this crew member was apparently busy looking at hyper-galactic porn on his screen. She picked him up by the neck, holding him in her firm grip, and hissed at him. "Don't you have things to do?!" she asked impatiently. The crew member gulped, looked at Lord Ver'Slek and then back at her, then nodded. WarCat let him off and he dropped back on his seat. "Then get to it!"<br><br>She then walked back to her spot at the front of the bridge, leaning forward once again, wanting to be as physically close as possible to their target, even though it didn't really change anything.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>02-09-2011, 02:48:56</strong>
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				Anthony stepped towards the screen and listened to what the Captain said. It took him a few seconds to realize what he was looking at, his eyes going wide when he realized what he was looking at. He stepped back and shook his head. "If the shields hold for ten minutes I'll be impressed. I've fought in wars and won battles but nothing like this. We weren't prepared or briefed on space combat. We can't really fight back until they come on board but even then by that time it may be too late." He took a deep breath and placed a hand on the back of his neck. "Let's hope that they're not hostile."
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				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GloomCookie</strong> on <strong>02-09-2011, 05:58:31</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Lord Ver'Slek had a dilema on his hands.&nbsp; He was bound to his lord to deliver as many humans as he could, while his collegues wanted to attack.&nbsp; the humans were mostly defenseless, and his warriors would not face a problem until they got aboard.&nbsp; He turned in his throne to look behind him at Krask.&nbsp; The strange creature looked like a Terboc, a creature that lurked under the waters and snatched prey passing by.&nbsp; He was a critic of the Emperor's decision to include them on this expedition, but knew a direct order when he heard it.&nbsp; The Emperor had his reasons, and thus Ver'Slek obeyed.<br><br>&lt;Small and squishy to your kind, perhaps, but I was given a text translated from one of their ancient warriors.&nbsp; Sun Tzu, his name was.&nbsp; His insight into battle is quite impressive, and the text has been around for many, many revolutions.&nbsp; Do not underestimate them, or you'll return home sealed in a tube.&gt;<br><br>Lord Ver'Slek stood, towering over the two.&nbsp; His age meant he was more than strong enough to take on the two single handed.&nbsp; The younger crew were much smaller, and not nearly a threat for even WarCat.&nbsp; With age came new strength, size, power, and most importantly, wisdom.&nbsp; &lt;Do we have the translation software ready?&gt;<br><br>One of the crewmen answered in GS, "Yes, Lord Ver'Slek.&nbsp; We are ready for your command."<br><br>&lt;Connect me with the homo sapient vessel.&gt;<br><br>The message was broadcast.&nbsp; "Pac na ump to no lob con resh tee nak por.&nbsp; Kep fav bo no Berlork pak na lin se na Ver'Slek.&nbsp; Mak no me besh int co pan se mo ba ress ne pon.&nbsp; Vak ne tu Bask'na ren." and was translated, &lt;Vessel of Homo Sapient origin.&nbsp; We are the Berlork, and I am Lord Ver'Slek.&nbsp; Surrender your vessel and accept a life of servitude in peace, or fight, and watch our warriors destroy your vessel and take those we do not immediately slay into bondage.&nbsp; You have one Bask'na* to decide.&gt;<br><br>The screen was replaced with a timer, counting down.<br><br><tt class="bbc_tt">2:00:00<br>1:63:63<br>1:63:62<br>1:63:61...</tt></span><br><br><span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size">*note: The Berlork measure time in terms of Bask, with subdivisions measured as such.&nbsp; A Bask're is half a Bask, and a Bask'na is one quarter of a Bask.&nbsp; The smallest measure of time is a Ces'd, which is approximately half a second.&nbsp; 64 Ces'd make up a Tel'nu, and 64 Tel'nu make up a Bask'po, or an eighth of a Bask.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>02-09-2011, 06:37:25</strong>
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				Auria watched as the aliens left them a message on the computer. She bot her lip, unsure what o do. If they fought, they wouldn't be able to hold for to long. Still it was not in her to surrender. She looked over to Anthony. " well there goes your answer. " I'm putting the whole vessel on lock down, I need to get all the civilians in their rooms so they can be locked in. I don't know how much time it will but them, but it should offer some protection, and get them out of the way of battle. She walked back to the intercom. " All civilians, return to your rooms immediately. Now return to your rooms, that is an order by the captain." She did not tell them what was going on. She didn't want the ship to erupt in mass panic. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>02-09-2011, 14:04:16</strong>
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				Anthony watched as the message appeared on the computer followed by a countdown. He nodded in response to the ship being put on lock down and grabbed a nearby personnel com unit. "Eve 7 guards the station has been put on lock down report immediately to your posts' and don't leave until the order is given. Radio in if you come under attack. We have encountered unknown hostiles and they will attempt to board. Be on your toes and expect the worst." He then turned to Auria. "All guards are reporting to their stations for lock down protocol Captain. I can't guarantee it'll help but we won't make it easy for them. What are your orders?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Polymorph</strong> on <strong>03-09-2011, 09:59:04</strong>
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				Jules arrived at her post in the station's outer ring. Seal four was one of the cargo docks and the area adjacent to the seal was a fairly large and open storage facility. Large containers and barrels were hurriedly being shifted to form crude barricades facing the seal itself. Jules lent a hand to the efforts, manhandling crates of spare parts and supplies in to place after other members of the security detail had shifted them with commandeered cargo moving vehicles.<br><br>"OK, that's the best we're going to be able to manage." A sergeant declared after a short while.<br><br>Jules took her place at the barricade, staring apprehensively at the large cargo seal. She released the safety on her slugthrower and took aim upon the doors. Her palms were sweating and the bodyarmour and helmet chafed, there had been no time to properly adjust the hastily donned equipment.<br><br>The message that Eve 7 was under attack from unknown hostiles had come as she had been en route to her post. Rumours had been buzzing around the spacestation for a while now about isolated instances of humanity's farflung refuges outposts going abruptly silent or of ships simply disappearing.<br><br>Glancing around the barricades Jules could number the security personnel manning this defence at less than a dozen. Working the maths quickly she figured that if all the station's staff were deployed, including like herself pressing support and desk staff to service then that was all that could be mustered at each of the seals.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>04-09-2011, 13:23:18</strong>
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				The captain thought for a moment, and bit her lip. She wasn't exactly sure what to do in a situation like this. She had not been prepped on alien warfare. Since she was the captain she had to make the decisions. " where do you think they will come in? maybe we can build a blockade? It might slow them down a little. I don't think we can actual do much but buy time. " She didn't want to say that. Didn't want to sound like she had little hope, but she was being realistic. " do what you think is best, there is no way I can not drive&nbsp; around them...I'm doing no good here, I'm going to patrol and make sure all the civilians are in their rooms." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>06-09-2011, 17:54:55</strong>
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				"I'm not sure where they will come in from. I'll have barricades made at all major entrances." He nodded and followed her out and made his way quickly around the station ordering that barricades be built in front of major entrances and blocking off the civilian area as best as possible. He eventually made his way to the cargo docks where Jules was. He walked up to her side and eyed the barricade. "Looks like you guys are already set. Good work. Barricades are being built at all other major entrances and around the civilian area as we speak. Think we'll stand a chance?" He didn't think so but he would try anyways. His determination from his military days had taught him that even in a losing battle, do your best, and the the same in a winning fight. He pulled his handgun from his belt and aimed at the door. Until now he had only used it to keep people in line, never having to actually shoot anyone on the station, but today he would actually have to fire his weapon.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GloomCookie</strong> on <strong>06-09-2011, 19:50:19</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Time was up.&nbsp; Lord Ver'Slek looked up from the electronic pad he was reading from, and stood up.&nbsp; He'd given the Homo Sapiens time, probably too much time, but he addressed them again, "Ve na mak to ne bek na hu.&nbsp; re mab cre tan na besh."&nbsp; The translation followed immediately, &lt;The time is up.&nbsp; Do not resist, or you will die.&gt;<br><br>From each ship launched four ships, shaped a bit like a tadpole.&nbsp; The ships were bulbous up front, with the engines on either side of the front head, with an extended tail holding the troops.&nbsp; The front of the ship had cutting and airlock formation tools, and they moved into position to strike.&nbsp; Right before the ships were due to hit the shield, they stopped, and then each of the battleships let loose with a volley of weapons.&nbsp; Each weapon was aimed to avoid the hull of the station, incase one got through, but still strike the shield with full force.&nbsp; The idea was to bring the shield down and then get the troops on board.<br><br>The volleys came from eight large energy cannons mounted in four turrets, with secondary weapons firing to increase the devestation to the human shields.&nbsp; Lord Ver'Slek watched passively, knowing that the humans would be taken into slavery.&nbsp; Each of them would be rounded up, stripped naked, processed, collared, chipped, and finally sorted.&nbsp; Those too violent would be used for dissection, cut open to be studied for further knowledge of the new slave species.&nbsp; It would also make sure that the more submissive slaves lived on to breed and produce more docile slaves.<br><br>Ver'Slek, like many Borslek, had been born on the resource poor homeworld.&nbsp; The lack of land, and resources available, meant that while almost all Borslek wanted to live on the Homeworld, the Empire's survival meant mining the asteroids and moons of the home system and those of the colony systems.&nbsp; While they were rich now, many Borslek in those early years had faced innumerable hardships trying to carve the Empire out of the stars.&nbsp; Part of that success had been the two slave species captured so far, those of the Grekka and the Vercosh.&nbsp; Both were semi-independent, slaves in name only, who paid taxes to the Borlesk in exchange for protection.&nbsp; Only time would tell if the humans would get such treatment or if they'd be used as simple slave labor or possibly even butchered for meat.</span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>06-09-2011, 21:34:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As soon as the countdown began from Lord Ver'Slek, WarCat knew it would soon be play time. She headed to one of the boarding vessels, jumping on board and forcing her way to the front, waiting impatiently for the assault to begin. She knew the humans would not surrender, or at least she hoped so. It made the hunt much more fun.<br><br>Sure enough, the countdown ended, and the command to launch came. The boarding ship headed towards their target with the others and soon began firing. Several other attack ships also fired at the humans shield to bring it down, and WarCat grinned widely, watching through the window as the station was almost ready to be boarded. She had an attack pose, ready to jump out as soon as the ship were to dock. The other soldiers on the ship had a nice view of her naked behind, but also felt invigorated by the feline's obvious lust for blood, and soon all the soldiers on the ship were eager to engage the defenseless humans, grunting loud noises and pacing from side to side impatiently.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>07-09-2011, 20:15:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Auria walked out of the control area, and down to the residential area to make sure that all civilians were locked up tight in their rooms. She knew they would be sitting targets there, but hopefully with all the locks and blockades. Maybe they couldn't even get into their rooms, maybe they could deter them. She doubted it.&nbsp; She made her rounds across the hall ways, and everything seemed quite and empty. <br><br>The ship started to shake as the shields were hit. Ever hit wearing them down a little more. They were designed for asteroids or something like that, not the constant fire of an alien space craft. They would be depleted in no time if this kept going. Auria cursed and found something to grab a hold of as the ship continued to shake. The lights flickered. The fight was on. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>07-09-2011, 21:33:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				WarCat grinned widely as she saw the endless barrage of fire hitting the station shield, until at long last, it gave up, and the route was clear for them to board the human vessel. "Get us in!" the feline yelled at whoever was piloting the craft she was on.<br><br>After just a few more moments, the ship impacted against the station and the powerful frontal claw carved an opening in the hull. Without wasting any moment, WarCat jumped down into the hole, landing agilely on the floor of some random hallway, then looked around, all her muscles tensed and ready for battle. Soon she was followed by the other members of the boarding ship who came in and spread out. But WarCat would hunt solo. She wanted to find her own preys, and break them.<br><br>She picked a random direction inside the station and started to look around.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>07-09-2011, 21:45:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anthony felt the ship rumble and shake from the impact of the gunfire it was taking. He felt it shake one last time and hear what sounded like metal being torn apart. "They're boarding. Get ready." ordered Anthony. He turned around and walked back down the hallway, his handgun raised and ready to fire, and began patrolling the nearby halls. They had yet to break through the barricade but that didn't mean they wouldn't attack from another direction.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GloomCookie</strong> on <strong>08-09-2011, 05:23:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<span style="font-size: 12pt;" class="bbc_size">Lord Ver'Slek watched impassively.&nbsp; He had launched many a campaign, and knew that this was now out of his hands.&nbsp; He had given the orders, he'd set the course of events moving, and now he could only watch.&nbsp; He wondered if the Emperor often felt this way, issuing orders that had repercussions across trillions of lives.&nbsp; Each gesture, each word, altered the threads of fate to weave together a strange tapestry known as history.&nbsp; Such was the way the universe worked.&nbsp; Some battles were much more fierce than this one, and yet in every one, once the ships were fighting, Ver'Slek was no longer the one in charge.&nbsp; It was down to individual warriors, fighting for what they believed, manning the guns and trying their best to win.&nbsp; In some ways, it was at moments like this that made Ver'Slek proud of his warriors as if they were his own spawn.&nbsp; They would do their best and make the Empire proud.&nbsp; Even if they had to play second instrument to that insufferable War Cat.</span>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SomeGuy</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 00:37:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Krask waited patiently as they closed to the station, it would be an interesting experience seeing these humans fight. Flexing his hands as his tail began to swish behind him at increasing speed, Krask was eager to get into the thick of things.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>abandoneddolly</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 18:39:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The shields had been shattered, and now the aliens were going aboard the ship. The captain had not realized that they had been boarded though. She had been to busy making sure that everyone was secure, once she was sure that all the civilians were where they were supposed to be. She went to join the other security in trying to protect the ship. It wasn't her job technically , but she wasn't about to just sit in the control center and watch something else take over her ship. Drawing her gun, she walked over to a barricade that had been made and waited. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 19:22:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				WarCat roamed the hallway, hearing screams from the humans as the minions invading this station slaughtered them mercilessly. She saw a few humans run through the corridors, but she didn't go after any of them. She wanted a real prey, someone who would put up a fight.<br><br>Then, she noticed a bald man patrolling the hallway, what looked like a weapon in his hands. WarCat smiled, this would do a nice target. She crouched up on her back legs, then jumped high into the air, charging him from behind, then attempting to disarm him with a swipe of her arm.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 20:15:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Anthony suddenly flew to the side and slammed into the wall. "Ugh..what the fuck?" He quickly climbed to his feet and turned around to see an almost completely naked cat like woman standing before him. He knew she wasn't human so that could only mean that she was part of the invasion on the station. He raised his hand to fire his handgun only to notice it had been knocked from his hand and now lay on the opposite side of the hall. "Shit." He then quickly pulled his stun baton from his belt and turned it to the highest possible setting. He knew it wouldn't be enough to kill the thing but hopefully it would buy him time to get to his handgun. He took a deep breath before charging at the alien, swinging his baton as hard as possible at the thing's head.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 20:22:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The feline grinned heavily as her prey charged at her, with what looked like a stick in hand. She figured it was a harmless weapon against her, and raised an arm to make contact with the weapon instead of her head. She was surprised at the electric charge that came from it however and grunted in pain. But WarCat was used to pain, it turned her on. She smiled at the boldness of her new prey, and saw that he was trying to reach his discarded gun.<br><br>She extended her tail and wrapped it around the man's legs, pulling, and bringing him down to the ground, preventing him from reaching it, before jumping on his back. She hissed at him "You're mine, little thing! I claim you as my new slave!"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 20:35:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				What did she mean by "slave"? What ever she meant it couldn't be good. He was pinned which meant she had the advantage. He swung his baton behind him, hoping to hit the thing's legs. He knew aiming for the thing's tail was a bad idea as he might hit his own leg. "I think I'll pass. I don't do slavery."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 20:53:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The feline saw the baton come and agilely moved her leg in time, but as it came back, she couldn't move completely out of the way and the baton touched against her crotch just enough to send another jolt directly on her pussy. Pain coursed through her body and she roared in pain. But again the pain was a turn on, and her exposed nipples became erect, as WarCat breathed heavily, her impressive muscles bulging under the shock she had received.<br><br>She leaned forward, bringing her head close to his, and grabbed his neck in her powerful paw. She hissed at him again. "The more you shock me, the more aroused I become, slave. You don't want me to lose control, because then I won't be able to stop myself after I fuck you silly on the ground, and then I rip your arms and legs apart."<br><br>Her crazed eyes were locked on his, an evil look that would send chills up anyone's spine.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 21:02:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smirked at hearing her roar in pain. He grunted lightly and her grabbing his neck. While her words were oddly chosen to him he maintained his composure, even with the look on her face sending a chill down his spine. One of the things he had learned over the years he served in the military was never show fear, even with the enemy looking you in the face don't give them the pleasure of seeing you scared. "Fine, how's this?" he asked before spitting in the creature's face. He knew it wouldn't do any good but it beat having his arms and legs ripped off. "Go fuck yourself." he said as he waited for whatever retaliation the creature had in store for him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 21:11:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				WarCat seemed genuinely disappointed by his reply. "Pathetic!" she said. Keeping a hand on his neck, she grabbed his wrist with the other, shaking it roughly so the baton would be dropped away from them. Then, she stood back up, keeping the man in her grip, forcing him up as well, before using her claws to rip his clothes apart. She digged long cuts into his outfit, turning it to shreds, spinning him around and doing this all around, until all was left were shreds of fabric dropping to the floor, leaving him completely naked.<br><br>Only then did she release him, putting her hands on her hips and looking at him standing right in front of her, scrutinizing his body.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 21:27:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He tried to hold onto the baton but with no avail. He grunted loudly as she dug her claws through his outfit, feeling her claws break skin and drawing blood in a few places. He gripped his right arm where she left a decent sized gash, not realizing that he stood entirely naked before her. Once he got over the pain his mind snapped back to his current situation. He looked about himself, realizing that he was naked, then looked back to the creature before him. "What? You've never seen a naked human before?" The most noticeable feature about him that the creature would see, other than his toned body, was his cock. It wasn't abnormally large but it was bigger than the average male cock.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 21:43:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				WarCat leaned forward, bringing her head close to his, then smiled. "Oh I've seen many. Yours is.. adequate. You will make a decent slave. In fact, I think I'll start breaking you right now, before the invasion is completed." Without waiting for a reply, she grabbed him by the arm and forcefully made him walk forward, heading back towards where the ship was. The shocks from his baton had made her horny, now she wanted release, and he would provide it for her.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 21:51:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He didn't like the sound of her voice and sure as hell didn't want to find out what she meant by breaking. He took a few forced steps before quickly kicking blindly back at the creature, hoping to hit her in the stomach and wind her. Should his plan work he would seize what very little time he had and try to break free from her grasp and get to his gun.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 22:03:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				WarCat was hit directly on her chest and her grip loosened just enough for him to start running. She looked back and grinned at his pathetic attempts at fighting. Again her tail went for his legs, tripping him and preventing him from grabbing the weapon. She pulled, forcing him back, but the baton then ended up in range of him. "You little pest! You're my slave, the sooner you accept it, the better!"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 22:12:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He reached for the gun only to be pulled out of it's range. He grunted but looked over and saw the baton. "I don't think so!" he yelled grabbing the baton. He then quickly sat up and swung at her tail. At this range contact wasn't a question. Though once it hit he had no intention of letting off. The shock would send through both of their bodies and eventually knock Anthony unconscious from the continuous shock. He didn't care if it killed him or not as all he was concerned with at that point was trying to take the alien with him. Once unconscious the baton fell from his hand and back to the floor. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 22:27:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				WarCat roared in pain again as the shock hit her, falling to all four at the continuous electric charge. She was much more resilient and stronger than a human and managed to stay conscious as her prey fell to the ground. Beathing heavily, highly turned on by the pain she had suffered, she looked back at the man and then the fallen weapon. "What a wonderful toy..." she commented to herself.<br><br>After catching her breath, she bent down and grabbed the baton in a hand, then put the passed out human on her shoulder, then walked back to the ship. She undocked from the station, completely unconcerned about how the rest of the assault was going. She had her first prey and would play with him for as long as she wanted.<br><br>She brought him to the back of the ship and lay him on the ground, then gave him a quick shock of the baton to wake him up. As he did, he would see he was in an alien environment, with the aroused feline standing in front of him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 22:35:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The shock quickly brought him to. He glanced around, still not fully awake. "I guess this is what hell's like." His gaze then turned to his captor. He wondered why she was standing in front of him, he could've sworn he was dead. He slowly sat up, using his arms to prop himself up, and looked around. He could almost instantly see that he wasn't aboard the station anymore and sighed sadly. He had lost and he knew it and to make matters worse he was this alien's prisoner. "I just can't catch a break can I." He then looked back to his captor. "Now what? Torture, execution?" At this point he was hoping for execution but he had a feeling this alien had other plans for him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 22:56:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				WarCat crouched in front of him and leaned forward, bringing herself close to him and smiling deviously. "No, my little thing. Now, it's play time!" Without waiting, she brought a hand down and grabbed at his crotch, getting both of his balls in her hand and then squeezed. She intensely scrutinized his face to see if he would scream, if he would display any fear. She kept squeezing, enough to bring much pain to him, while she put her other hand against his chest, both to caress it and feel his ripped body with her hand, and to keep him pressed to the wall and prevent him from trying to stand back up.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 23:03:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grunted loudly in pain as she administered the "Chinese Stress Ball" to him. All of his years in military service in no way could've prepared him for that kind of pain. During the duration of the pain he did his best to keep pain and fear separate. He bit down on his bottom lip until a small stream of blood flowed from where he bit down. He clenched his eyes tightly shut but opened them at the shock of the pain. His eyes showed no fear but they expressed that he was in great pain.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 23:07:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The feline was impressed that a puny human could keep a front like that, not showing any fear in front of her. "You're a strong specimen, just like me. But soon enough you will realize it doesn't matter. You will serve me as a loyal pet."<br><br>She released her grip, then crouched down, bringing her head almost at ground level, in front of his cock. Then she extended her long tongue and started licking his balls, still displaying a devious grin. Pain and pleasure were the two things WarCat knew very well, and the proper balance of these two emotions could break anyone, overwhelming their bodies and then, their minds.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 23:21:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He breathed heavily once she released her grip on his balls. He then gasped when he felt her tongue licking at his balls. He wasn't ready for the sudden rush of pleasure as his balls were still sore from her squeezing them. No matter how he looked at the situation he enjoyed her licking his balls more than her squeezing them, even if she was trying to break him. His cock slowly began to grow hard the more she licked at his balls and was at a full erection within a matter of minutes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 23:28:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				WarCat appeared happy that his body was responding this way to her touch. She kept licking for a while, until his cock was fully erect, then stopped and sat back up, before bringing herself even closer, almost right on top of him. Then, she grabbed his wrists and brought his hands towards her, before letting them rest against her panties, the only actual piece of clothing she was wearing.<br><br>Purring, she said in a sensual voice "My pet needs to be able to control his urges, and keep himself from cumming until I decide it's time. You'll learn to do that next. Undress me." She waited for him to obey her command.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 23:37:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He couldn't help but chuckle at her command. "Don't flatter yourself. I wouldn't come for you if my life depended on it." said Anthony as he pulled his hands away from her panties. If she wanted him to come for her than it would be forced and against his will. "Sorry to disappoint but I only undress human females." he said with a defiant smirk.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>13-09-2011, 23:50:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Apparently it was not the right answer because WarCat slapped him in the face, hard, before bringing a hand up to his neck and grabbing it, pushing him against the wall, making it harder for her prey to breath. She hissed at him. "Who said anything about *you* cuming?! But I see you also need to learn how to obey orders. Undress me, or you die, and I'll find another pet." She didn't really want to kill him, in fact she liked reluctant preys. But she needed him to learn the price of not obeying her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 00:03:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her threat did not fall upon deaf ears, though he'd much rather prefer death to captivity. He decided to go along with it to stay alive in the hopes of possibly killing her in the future. He managed to suck in a breath of air to give him the breath he needed to speak. "Fine." he said as he slowly moved his hands back to her panties and sliding them down her legs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 00:15:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Seeing him comply, she smiled again and removed her hand from his neck. She then removed her panties completely and leaned forward, bringing her now exposed pussy right in front of his erect cock, brushing herself against its tip. She was already aroused, her nipples fully erect and her pussy already starting to get wet.<br><br>WarCat then rested her pussy against his cock, pushing a little, forcing the tip in, and moaning softly, purring at him again. "Now, caress my body with your hands. Squeeze my breasts, stroke my back, I want you to know what a real female feels like. But, you will keep your cock against my pussy and not go in. If you try to fuck me, there will be consequences."<br><br>She stayed there, pressed against him, and it would only take a small push for him to insert himself fully into the feline. Her strong body was exposed within reach of his hands, and she waited, a large smile on her face, eager to know if he would play her twisted game, or whether his body was already aroused enough that he would not be able to restrain himself from going into her. Or, whether he would attempt to take advantage of the situation to hurt her some more.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GloomCookie</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 00:24:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lord Ver'Slek watched, and he waited.&nbsp; He knew War Cat was probably getting her thrills, and would be unresponsive.&nbsp; All the better.&nbsp; He had no intention of letting her score more than one or two of the Homo Sapiens, and he knew if she was busy, it would make the rest of the task go easier.&nbsp; Most of his men knew the creatures were to be taken alive, and were using specialized stun rounds.&nbsp; Some would die as a result, that was inevitable, but the majority would be alive to face what was coming next.<br><br>As the first ships pulled away, leaving a special ring that formed a field barrier over the hole leading to space, new ships pulled in.&nbsp; They were carrying a few more soldiers and also the first actual enslavers.&nbsp; Moving quickly, they found the groups of humans downed from before.&nbsp; The slavers would move in and scan each downed human, to determine if they were alive or not.&nbsp; Once that was determined, if they were alive they were picked up and placed on gurneys to be carted back to the ships.&nbsp; The dead ones were rounded up as well, though kept seperate.<br><br>Once aboard the ships, each live human was stripped completely naked and had their arms, hands and necks secured with special rings that stretched until given a command.&nbsp; Once secure, they were placed in the hold and allowed to wake up.&nbsp; As each ship filled and returned to the battleships, the picture of how Homo Sapient warriors fought was being painted, their tactics studied and analyzed.&nbsp; They were a smart species, though a bit naive wandering into space without adequate firepower.&nbsp; Lord Ver'Slek knew that it was good they'd been taken by the Borlesk, lest the other races get to them first and slaughter them for fun.<br><br>He was tempted to give the order for WarCat to be enslaved, but knew she would be more trouble than she was worth.&nbsp; The feline was a pain to work with, but she would one day learn.&nbsp; Maybe.&nbsp; Her species was primitive and barely evolved.&nbsp; Ver'Slek was almost tempted to say humans were better than she, if a bit late to the game.&nbsp; Regardless, soon the humans would be properly secure, and it would be a glorious achievement.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 00:32:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He gasped lightly as the tip of his cock entered her pussy. He could already tell that it was different from a human pussy as he could feel it squeezing the tip, begging him to fully enter her. From their current standing he was in no position to try anything and succeed. But that didn't mean he couldn't piss her off and let her know that she hadn't broke him. His hands brought his hands up to her breasts and caressed them, pulling lightly at the nipples. He moved a hand around to her back and ran his hand up and down, running his hand down to her ass. He then brought his other hand around to do the same. "Your body is clearly different from a human. More defined, muscular. Though despite everything that's happened recently I fell I should tell you something." he said as he slowly lowered his hands to her ass. "You haven't broke me." he said as he quickly squeezed her ass and pulled himself closer to her, ramming his cock into her pussy.<br><br>He knew he had a beating coming at him in the next few seconds but that was alright with him. The whole thing was turning out to be a learning experience for him. How much pain he could handle before caving, how much he could take before his body tired out and his heart stopped. He quickly tensed up and prepared for the punishment that was to come.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 00:56:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She purred and moaned as he ran his hands over her naked body, squeezing and pulling on her nipples. Her tail went from side to side in rapid succession, the feline clearly lost in lust. Then he grabbed her ass and pulled her towards him, inserting himself into her. She moaned loudly as he did. His cock was so big, filling her so fully. But her pleasure could wait some more. He was still defying her, and she would now show him what a mistake that was.<br><br>She brought her legs forward and wrapped them around his waist, forcing him to stay against her, his cock still fully inserted. Then, as she contracted her muscles, he could feel his cock trapped inside of her start being squeezed from all sides, as her inner walls pushed against it. While it was painful for her and made WarCat wince, she knew it would be far more painful for him, as his stuck member was assaulted like that.<br><br>She brought a hand up to his face and then caressed his cheek, this time with her claws, leaving tiny red marks and drawing blood. She spoke to him in a quiet voice. "I knew you wouldn't be able to resist. Your cock feels wonderful inside me, I hope my pussy is just as pleasing for you." She grinned, knowing full well he would be under terrible pain right at that moment.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 01:06:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He couldn't feel the pain of her scratching at his cheek, due to the pain he was feeling from her pussy. While it wasn't as bad as her squeezing his balls it still hurt, though he was able to breath a little as opposed to gasping for air and grunting in pain. Seeing her wince at the pain she was causing him brought Anthony a sense of joy, probably the only joy he would have for a long time other than watching her die. "Glad to know I could help." he managed to say. Unable to handle to pain being dealt to his cock he quickly brought a hand around and punched her in the face and quickly moved his hands to her hips, trying to release her legs from him and push her off of him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 01:23:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				WarCat hissed as he punched her in the face, but that didn't help him any. Had she been a human female, it would be unlikely that using a hand to try to untie her legs would have been enough, but seeing she was a feline, he had no chance at all. She didn't bulge.<br><br>However she did have to punish him for this latest affront. She grabbed the baton she had left on the ground behind her, and then brought it against his shoulder and shocked him. Some of the shock traveled through their connected bodies and she winced again as pain filled her body, but it was nothing compared to what he would feel. "You learn slowly, little pet! Pain does nothing to me! You however, cannot handle much more of this. Submit to me!"<br><br>It was obvious that was a lie, and she was under much pain, but pain turned her on almost as much as pleasure did, and she was breathing heavily, enjoying herself, not having been assaulted that much in a long time. Her pussy was soaking wet from all the sensations. This human was a wonderful plaything.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 01:37:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grunted loudly, if not yelled in pain, as the baton struck his shoulder. Normally the shock wouldn't be unbearable but since it went through him than into her and back to him he couldn't stand it. Once the baton was taken off his shoulder his body leaned forward, drained and exhausted, with his head landing on her breasts. He breathed heavily trying to fight off the shock from the pain. He knew he would have to submit to her if he wanted to walk away from this, if he wanted to achieve his dream of killing this creature. He knew he wouldn't survive another shock from the baton, though the thought sounded nice, so he decided to play it safe. "Fine." he said, her breasts making his words almost inaudible.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 01:59:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				WarCat chuckled as he landed on her breasts. "Good, good." she said while gently caressing his bald head, leaving him some time to catch his breath.<br><br>She then released her grip on his cock and allowed him to pull out, but she was still highly aroused and wanted release. "Now, since you've had a taste of me already, I want you to finish the task. Fuck me, roughly, and make me cum!" She knew he was exhausted and it would take him a lot of effort to comply, but it was also a test of his endurance. She needed her pet to be obedient, regardless of what state he was in.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 02:28:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He choked a little at her next command. He coughed some and caught his breath then looked up to her. If she was trying to kill him she had an odd way of doing so. "Let me breathe first." he said nodding in compliance. He need to catch his breath and regain some of his strength if he was to carry out his order. He knew to follow orders and be the good soldier in the military, his current situation being no different other than he was a prisoner with an alien commanding him. He decided to put his strength to the test and slowly climbed to his feet, leaning on the wall for support. Once he was sure he could stand on his own he stepped off of the wall, being careful not to lose his balance.<br><br>He breathed for a moment while stroking his cock to keep it hard. He then stepped towards her and held his cock out as he guided the tip back into her pussy. Since she was feline he had no issue worrying about her flexibility. Once the tip was in he reached around and grabbed her thighs and slowly lifted her off the ground a bit. Holding her up was one thing but turning around and walking until she was pressed against the wall was another. Once she was against the wall and had some support he moved his hands around to her front and spread her legs. He placed his arms under her knee caps and slowly lifted her further off the ground, the muscles in his arms and legs straining to hold her up.<br><br>Once she was lifted up far enough he lowered her back down, his cock being shoved fully into her pussy. He considered the whole thing as being an extreme workout with weights. Once he got used to her size and weight he found himself able to lift her up and down on his cock with some ease. As he dropped her down onto his cock he thrusted hard at her to meet the pace while trying not to over work himself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 02:58:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				WarCat looked as him, surprised, as he picked her up and brought her against the wall. She let herself be manhandled, curious to see what he would do, then gasped as she was drop down on his cock. She purred and then started moaning against when he picked up the pace. Even though the whole routine seemed very weird to her, she started squeezing her breasts, feeling her body being stimulated.<br><br>Soon, she was filled with pleasure once again, and could sense her orgasm coming. Looking back at him she purred. "Oh yes... Faster... Make me cum my little pet!"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 03:19:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He could feel his orgasm building up as she moaned. The adrenaline rush he was having gave him an extra boost of energy and allowed him to bounce her up and down on his cock and thrust at her even faster. He lifted her up once last time and let her drop down hard onto his cock as he shot his load into her pussy. He breathed heavily from the workout and could feel her pussy milking his cock dry as he felt her come. He could feel the exhaustion starting to set in and hoped it would be enough to make him fall unconscious. If not he'd have to piss her off and endure more pain, which would hopefully cause him to pass out again if not make his body give out. At leas then he wouldn't have to deal with being a prisoner anymore.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 03:32:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				WarCat moaned loudly as she came, and the feline felt his fluid mix with hers, dripping down along his cock and her legs. She then slowly calmed down, purring madly, rubbing herself against the wall in a very cat-like motion.<br><br>When he dropped her back down, she let herself drop to the ground and onto her back, legs spread out, hands supporting her head, her ample breasts bouncing on her chest. She looked up at him with a large smile, clearly happy with herself. WarCat brought her tail up between her legs and started teasing him, rubbing it against his exposed cock and caressing his chest. She apparently had very precise control of that tail.<br><br>Again, she spoke to him in an amused tone. "That was... acceptable. Now, go to the chest over in the corner and get what's in it. It's a gift for you to wear."<br><br>In that chest, the man would find a leather collar engraved with the name 'WarCat'. It was clearly a slave collar, signifying his status as a possession. The front of the collar had a metal ring and a chain hanging from it, to be used by his new Mistress to walk him around.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Polymorph</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 12:22:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The knuckles on Jules hands were white from the tightness of her grip on the assault slugthrower. The violent shaking of the ship had now ceased and she knew that proably meant the shields had fallen. A loud metallic impact and scraping from the airlock confirmed that thought, whatever ships their attackers were using to board had locked onto the station.<br><br>"This is it. Hold your fire until there's a clear target." Someone shouted.<br><br>A deafening roar and the rush of a blast wave swept through area in front of the gate and Jules ducked down behind the barricade as it rolled outward. As it passed she came back into a firing position with her weapon trained on the dark empty space revealed by the yawning and twisted airlock doors. The boarders swarmed through a moment later and every member of the security force opened up instantaneously.<br><br>The shear volume of fire directed on the breach halted the first rush, the half dozen or so figures in the gap jerked and spun from the impact of numerous hits. Half of them fell unmoving, the solid slugs finding weak points in their armour or simply chewing through from multiple hits to the same area. More figures pressed through, leaping over the fallen and pushing aside the wounded.<br><br>The attackers fired as they moved forward, suppressing some of the defenders behind the makeshift barricades and lessening the amount of fire directed at the airlock. To Jules right a chaingun fired a long burst at the knot of boarding aliens, scything down a couple. A huge armoured figure sprinted forward and Jules let off half a clip at the faceplate of it's combat armour. Plexiglas or some similar alien material shattered and the figure pitched forward.<br><br>A grenade hit the barricade on Jules left and burst into flames, two security members were engulfed and flailed around as grotesque human pyres. By Jules side another guard was hit in the face and flew backwards, virtually decapitated. In just a couple of seconds half the defending force had been killed or injured, though the pile of fallen attackers in the breach kept growing. More and more aliens pushed through, their numbers now meaning that much less fire was directed at each individual.<br><br>"Fall back, fall back." Jules didn't know who was giving commands, but it was clear they were being overwhelmed.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GloomCookie</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 13:45:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Berlork heavies poured fire as they moved, pursuing the Homo Sapient targets.&nbsp; Heavies were the more advanced troopers, who were granted heavier armor and weapons naturally, but also kinetic barriers to shield themselves.&nbsp; The average soldier was a Thrall, a barely thinking individual whose only task was to fight and eat.&nbsp; During times of war, Thrawls were harvested from the swamps, where they were little more than savages who hunted for food in roaming packs.&nbsp; By fitting them with armor and weapons, they were cannon fodder for the Heavies to use as living shields to soak up enemy fire.&nbsp; Since many of the Thralls were shorter than the Heavies, firing over their heads was a simple matter.<br><br>One of the heavies heard the order being given by the humans and saw them begin to retreat.&nbsp; He charged forward, knocking Thrawls out of his way in his pursuit of the humans.&nbsp; He saw one that hadn't retreated yet and he used a mental command to his suit to switch to stun rounds.&nbsp; A burst of stunner was leveled at Jules' chest, and fired.&nbsp; The slugs were designed to cause a two-part punch to the target, striking the target with enough kinetic energy to briefly stun just from the shock of impact, then a burst of ionized plasma caused muscle spasms and convulsions, putting the target down.&nbsp; It wouldn't last long, but it would be long enough to get overwhelmed and taken into custody.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 16:00:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He breathed for a moment before walking over to the chest. He opened it and pulled out the collar, observing it. He could tell it was a slave collar and that was where he drew the line. If she wanted it on him then it would be forced on him. As he looked at the collar his mind raced with thoughts. He could quickly pick up the baton and try to kill her with it or piss her off to an extreme and make her beat him to death. Any ideas of escape, even if they involved him dieing in the process, raced through his mind. He eyed the leash and contemplated hanging himself somehow. He then dropped the collar back into the chest and slammed it shut then looked to her. "No." If the collar was to be worn on him then it would be forced on him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Polymorph</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 16:28:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jules started to backpedal towards the nearest exit, intending to fall back to the next intersection with the other surviving defenders. The charge of another of the larger aliens halted her retreat. The brute pushed forward eagerly, barging aside his smaller brethren and sending them flying. His helmeted head jerked this way and that as he assessed the retreating security personell for the optimum target. With a sinking emotion of fear Jules watched as his gaze settled on her.<br><br>"Fuck you ugly." Jules swore under her breath and raised her slugthrower to put the alien down.<br><br>After only a short burst the magazine ran empty. Jules saw the heavy slugs strike home, her aim true at the centre of the beasts bodymass. Light flared on the alien's armoured chest and the creature barely flinched as he raised his own weapon. Jules ejected the spent magazine and snatched a full replacement. A bright flash from the muzzle of the alien weapon and Jules felt a kick in her chest that sent her flying back to sprawl on the station decking. Before she had time to register that the weapon had apparently not killed her, a pulse of energy burst over her.<br><br>"Fuck, fuck, fuck." Jules screamed out as her nerves and muscles felt like they were on fire.<br><br>Jules convulsed on the deck, the projectile from the alien weapon causing her to lose all control and coordination of her body. Her booted heels beat on the metal plating as she thrashed and writhed in desperate agony. The slugthrower and the full magazine fell from her hands as she clawed at the smooth metal plates of the deck.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 16:48:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				WarCat, still laying on her back, took a mock look of disappointment. "You disappoint me, my little pet. But if you still want to play rough, then so be it!" As she said that, she rolled on her chest then took a crouching position, before jumping into the air towards him, pinning him down on the floor under her. As she held him there, right next to the chest, she reached over and grabbed the collar from the chest, purring madly at him, obviously enjoying herself.<br><br>She then brought the collar towards him and attempted to lock it in place around his neck, while holding him down with a paw on his chest.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 17:00:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He slammed the ground when she tackled him. He struggled some under her paw, making it look like he was trying to mover her arm. In reality he was maneuvering so he could bring his legs up and press his feet against her stomach, trying to push her off. While his legs tried to push her off he brought a hand up to her neck and squeezed while his other hand tried to push her arm off of him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 17:16:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				WarCat grunted as he pushed against her chest, but she held firm, keeping her paw on him, using her strength to stay on top of him. She did not fight his attempt to choke her however, having both hands busy. Breathing started to become harder as he pressed on her neck, but amazingly, it only seemed to turn her on more. She purred and spoke in a rake voice. "Foolish thing! Don't you realize you have no chance against me? I'm so much more powerful than you!"<br><br>She finished placing the collar on him while he squeezed her neck, then watched whether he would keep trying or give up as she kept him pinned to the ground
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 17:30:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He tried to move away from the collar but with no avail. Placing the collar on him only made him squeeze and push harder. She may have gotten the collar on him but that didn't mean he still couldn't resist. Seeing that he couldn't push her away he pulled her closer by her neck and headbutted her as hard as he could in the face. The impact made him slightly dizzy and lessened his efforts to force her off.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 17:39:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The feline kept a hand on him to keep him in place under her but winced as he head bumped her, getting dizzy as well, then gagged as he squeezed her neck harder. But the pain was turning her on again and instead of trying to stop him, she brought her free hand down to her pussy and started caressing herself. The masochist cat looked at him with half opened eyes, a grin on her mouth, and had difficulties speaking as she was being choked. Still, she kept taunting him. "Is this the best you can do, slave?" She pressed herself forward into his hands, almost inviting him to squeeze even harder.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 19:02:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He smirked at her comment. "Not even close." He then brought his other hand to her neck and pressed his thumbs hard into her neck, trying to choke her. He glanced down to see her playing with her pussy. She was actually enjoying this, enjoying the fact that by this point he was legitimately trying to kill her. In the back of his mind his sub-conscious was slowly realizing that killing her would do no good as he had no idea where he was or where they were heading for. If this was her own ship then he would have no idea how to pilot it and would die here alone. The stunning realization had yet to reach the front of his mind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 21:30:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				WarCat managed to smile at his redoubled attempts at killing her. She kept caressing herself madly while she gagged at the lack of air coming in. But before he could manage to make her pass out, she reached over and grabbed the discarded baton, bringing it against his still exposed cock and shocking him, forcing him to let go of her neck.<br><br>She then breathed heavily, coming back to her senses, purring at him and speaking in a quiet voice through her hurting throat. "No chance, slave."<br><br>She stayed on top of him, getting her strength back, waiting to see if he had given up yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 22:37:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The shock from the baton quickly released his grip as yelled in pain, writhing under her in pain. Once the pain subsided the realization of his current situation rushed to mind. He wouldn't try to kill her now seeing that it would do no good. The only way he could hope to kill her now was to send the both of them out of the airlock and into space. "You bitch." It was all he could say at this point. The pain from the baton and the realization that he was screwed were too much for him to handle at the moment.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 23:19:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After a few moments of catching her breath, WarCat raised, towering above him and putting her hands on her hips, standing there naked in front of him. "Now, puny human, do you understand why you're my slave? You are weak and frail, being my pet is the greatest privilege you can hope for."<br><br>She bent down and grabbed the chain attached to his collar, then pulled, forcing him to get on all four. "Now, face me, and swear loyalty to me, or the pain will keep coming." She displayed a devious smile, waiting for his reply.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 23:46:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>I'd rather be cannon fodder.</em> he told himself. He did his best to tune her out but with no such luck. He would've rushed her but she had the chain and that meant she had control. He looked at the floor thinking about the pain he would endure if he didn't comply. He knew at some point his body would give out and he'd die. If he did die though, he wouldn't get to have his revenge on the alien in front of him and he couldn't let that what she'd done to him slide. He breathed then lifted his head up to face her. "I will be loyal. I will obey." he said, unsure of how to properly answer her demand.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>14-09-2011, 23:57:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The feline appeared very pleased with his statement. She bent forward and patted his bald head, as if she was rewarding his behavior. At that point her body had gotten release, and she didn't feel her pet had been good enough to warrant her allowing him to cum as well. So instead, she decided it was time to check up on the invasion.<br><br>She walked up towards the bridge of the ship, bringing her pet along by the chain. She arrived at the empty command center. The whole ship was rather small, and completely empty. It was one of the boarding ships, and with all the aliens on the human station, there was no one else here.<br><br>WarCat sat at the command seat and looked at the multiple monitors in front of her. They relayed video from devices attached to some of the minions. They showed the invasion in progress. The two could see through the monitors that the invasion was going very well. Minions were killing humans left and right, capturing the ones that surrendered, killing all the others. It was obvious through the footage that the humans were losing badly.<br><br>Still holding onto the chain, the feline looked back down at her pet. "Watch, my dear pet. See how weak your race is, how they are getting slaughtered by my brethren!"<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>15-09-2011, 00:05:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He followed her to the bridge of the ship, as if he had a choice, and looked at the monitors. He watched as the civilians, guards, and personnel were being killed and captured. He knew from his position all he could do was watch. He lowered his head unable to watch the massacre. "You'll pay for this someday." He didn't care about whatever punishment he would receive for his speaking out. He was pissed and he wanted her to know it.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>15-09-2011, 00:34:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The feline didn't seem angry at his comment. She just smiled at him, then seeing he wasn't watching anymore, she pulled on the chain to force him to come closer and watch.<br><br>"I've been hunting slaves for many years. Did you know I was a slave when I was young? Most of my kind are used as slaves all over the Galaxy. Most of yours soon will as well." She didn't seem concerned at all about either the face of her own race or his. It was as if this is normal for her, and things are as they should be.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>15-09-2011, 00:44:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As he watched he listened to her brief life story of her past. "That sounds appropriate for you. After all, aren't cats supposed to be pets." He couldn't help but chuckle at his comment. He knew he would be in for it no but he didn't care. If she was pissed and in any form of agony, physical, emotional, or mental, then he was fine with whatever would come his way from her, even though he knew it would be all bad.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>15-09-2011, 00:50:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				This comment didn't go over well. She pulled on the chain again and slapped him on the face, making her slap hit harder since he couldn't pull back from it. She then pointed a claw at him. "I proved several times that I am stronger and smarter than you. Watch your tongue, or I'll cut it off." Her tone let no doubt that she was serious about this threat.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>15-09-2011, 01:00:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His head swayed to the side after she smacked him. He had to give her credit, she was stronger than him. He had yet to see the intelligence part though as so far her physical attributes, and the attributes of her race were the only things keeping him restrained entirely. Her threat couldn't be ignored though, after all if she cut his tongue off then he couldn't bad mouth her in the future. He raised a hand a moved it across his mouth as if to zip it shut. <em>"Oh what I would give to see this thing double over in pain."</em> he thought to himself.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>15-09-2011, 03:01:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				WarCat kept watching the monitors for a while, and then some of the minions started coming back in the ship, from the human station. They all looked male, from another alien race, and they looked nasty and ugly. Some of them looked at him, giving him a look of disdain, as if they wanted to kick his ass, while others looked at WarCat. They gave her a very different look, lust at the clearly attractive female.<br><br>WarCat ignored them completely, until one of them punched him on the butt, hard. WarCat pulled on her pet's chain, forcing him closer to her, and gave a nasty glare to the minion who had done that. "Mine..." she said. The creature grunted but then left, going to the back of the ship.<br><br>Looking back at her pet, she smiled again. "The invasion is well on its way. The warriors are coming back, we're going to head back to the mothership soon. I would stay close to me if I were you, unless you enjoy creatures with 3 cocks trying to fuck you from behind.." She gave him a devious grin, as if she had actually experienced that.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GloomCookie</strong> on <strong>15-09-2011, 05:34:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The armored figure walked right past the sprawling Jules, continuing to strike more targets.&nbsp; Before Jules could fully recover, a small, inquisitive face, looking like a frog with bug eyes, stared at her from above.&nbsp; It tilted its head, then produced a syringe and injected Jules in the neck.&nbsp; The convulsions stopped, but Jules was unable to move.&nbsp; Suddenly, Jules felt the creature pick her up, and Jules got to watch the deck below move until she was placed on a gurney.&nbsp; From there, she was taken to one of the alien ships.<br><br>Inside the ship, Jules would feel the aliens peel her clothes and armor off, leaving her completely bare.&nbsp; They fitted a collar and cuffs around her, then placed her gently on the deck inside a room.&nbsp; The ability to move returned soon after, and Jules would find herself naked in a room of similarly naked humans, male and female, all of them looking dejected and beaten.&nbsp; Most were sitting, trying to conceal their nudity, while some stood defiant, as if they wore their normal uniforms, uncaring that they were exposed.&nbsp; One approached.<br><br>"I'm Colonel O'Neal, 1st Division 3rd Company, UNSC Marines.&nbsp; Are you alright?&nbsp; Any lingering side-effects of the drugs?"<br><br>The Colonel was getting up there in age but he had a rock-solid physique and was certainly well endowed.&nbsp; He seemed to be the leader, as everyone else watched him but kept to themselves.&nbsp; He helped Jules to one of the tables nearby, seating her down where she wouldn't have quite so many eyes on her.&nbsp; His face was worn with age, as if he'd been working his whole life, but his eyes still showed compassion for the young woman, as if he cared for her.&nbsp; He seemed to give this look to everyone, because a young woman came up and whispered in his ear, "I'll see to Victoria later, Becky.&nbsp; I need to speak to this young woman first."&nbsp; He looked back, "My apologies.&nbsp; We still have wounded from our own capture a few months ago.&nbsp; They send in a doctor from time to time but, I try to keep the worst from being seen in case the docs decide to haul more off to their labs."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>15-09-2011, 15:29:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He went to kick the alien in the face but was pulled closer towards his captor. "I'll keep that in mind." he said in a disgusted tone. He looked as she grinned deviously and wondered if she had experienced that. He pondered on making a comment but decided against it, thinking that she would make him take it up the ass. The thought didn't sit well with him, nothing was going up his ass if there was anything he could do to stop it. So for now he would play nice and stick close to her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>15-09-2011, 19:20:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As the ship powered up and headed away from the station, WarCat patted her pet on the head, apparently satisfied with how things had turned out. Soon they could see the large mothership ahead as the small boarding vessel headed back home. The vessel slowed down, as if everything was on auto pilot, then docked against the bigger ship. The warriors stood up and prepared to head back out into the main ship.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Polymorph</strong> on <strong>16-09-2011, 12:44:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Jules convulsions subsided in to uncontrolled twitching and trembling in her limbs. Before she could regain control of her movement an alien face loomed above her. This creature was not the one that had felled her, smaller and seemingly unarmoured it stared at her face quizzically with bulging toadlike eyes. Jules felt a sharp pain in her neck and her spasming body almost instantly relaxed.<br><br>She attempted to speak, but to her horror found she was completely paralysed and unable to move at all. Her eyes were still wide open though and she retained feeling in her body, so she could see and feel what happened to her.<br><br>The creature lifted her from the deck and slung her over it's shoulder. With her head lolling downwards she watched the deckplates go by beneath her as she was carried back through the breach the aliens had made. The decking changed to an unfamiliar material and pattern and Jules realised that she had been carried aboard the alien ship. After a short distance she heard what she assumed was a door opening and she was carried inside a room and dumped on her back upon a table of some sort.<br><br>Jules stared up at the ceiling unable to move her head or even swivel her eyes. She could hear aliens talking very close to her ans shadows flitted across her wide staring eyes as they moved about.<br><br>After only a few seconds the sound of alien chatter came closer and Jules was handled like a limp ragdoll. With practised speed at least two of the bugeyed aliens stripped off her armour and uniform. Not content with removing just her outer clothing Jules felt with disgust as her underwear went the same way and she could feel by the cold touch of the table surface that she was naked.<br><br>Jules could only lay unprotesting and silent as her hands and feet were moved and some sort of bracelets were pushed onto her ankles and wrists. After a moment she felt them tighten onto her wrists and ankles. The aliens ran a series of tests on the devices they had fitted, first Jules hands were moved a couple of feet apart and on a command the bracelets suddenly became attracted to one another and Jules felt her hands move until her wrist bracelets touched and stuck together. Next a different command made the bracelets and ankle rings clamp fast to the table, effectively pinning Jules spreadeagled. The aliens seemed satisfied.<br><br>Another larger ring was slipped over Jules head and then shrunk to fit snugly, but not uncomfortably around her neck. The aliens then moved Jules to another room and laid her on the floor. Whatever drug they had used to immobilise her was slowly wearing off and moving her head Jules could see other men and women around her, all equally naked and cuffed and collared.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>16-09-2011, 22:44:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Anthony watched as they approached the mother ship. He sighed as they docked with the mothership, feeling his old life vanish from him. He wasn't happy about his current situation at all but he would try to make the best of it. He wouldn't pass up any opportunities to escape but for now he would have to play nice if he wanted to live to be able to escape.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Polymorph</strong> on <strong>16-09-2011, 23:09:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'm Colonel O'Neal, 1st Division 3rd Company, UNSC Marines.&nbsp; Are you alright?&nbsp; Any lingering side-effects of the drugs?"<br><br>Jules turned her head to look at the man that had addressed her. With great effort she pulled herself into a sitting position. The man like all the other humans in the room was naked apart from the alien devices and Jules found that in her seated position her head was level with the man's crotch. She felt her cheeks glow hotly as she stared for a moment at the large cock that hung just in front of her face. O'Neal seemed not to notice or at least give that impression as she quickly averted her eyes upward to his face.<br><br>"I guess I can move again sir." She replied. "I still feel a bit shaky though."<br><br>Jules accepted the Colonel's offered hand and was helped to a seat at a nearby table. In the midst of so much naked flesh Jules felt embarrassed and self conscious. She dropped her hands into her lap, attempting to shield her genitals from the curious stares she was receiving as the newest arrival. She noticed that while a few of the people made an effort to cover themselves, either with their hands or by sitting hunched up, others made no such attempts.<br><br>"Where are we sir?" Jules asked O'Neal. "What do these creatures want with us?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Iblis121</strong> on <strong>16-09-2011, 23:43:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<div align="center">(http://www.neonpunch.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/canon500d.jpg)</div><br>Samuel was never a social butterfly. In fact, he often kept to himself ever since he'd arrived on Eve 7. As such, nobody knew much about it. If he left a good impression, he was always 'that guy with the Brooklyn accent.' If he left a bad impression he was always 'that tool with the Brooklyn accent.' That always annoyed him, because he was well aware that his accent was hardly obnoxious enough to define him, but otherwise, he was fine living his solitary life, blending into the background.<br><br>In fact, it was probably the fact that he rarely socialized that kept him alive. He'd been in his quarters when things had gone to hell, watching the reruns of old sitcoms recorded and shown to the colony's population to replicate television back on earth. He had heard the announcements to take caution due to 'unforeseen circumstances,' but he'd ignored them. There was always at least one of those a month, and so he figured it was just another bullshit announcement. However, once the station had begun shaking and jerking, and screams began to ring throughout the hallways, he was obviously alarmed.<br><br>He'd gotten dressed in a simple outfit, a white tee and blue jeans, and grabbed his camera, as he always did when he left. It reminded him of his old life, back on earth. When he left his room, he was shocked by what he'd seen. Corpses upon corpses everywhere, blood splattered on the walls. He frowned slightly, but didn't allow himself to fret any more than he should. It wasn't as though he hadn't seen a corpse before.<br><br>He picked up a nearby sidearm from one of the fallen security forces and began to run down the halls, his barefoot steps light as he held the gun close to him, his camera hanging from a strap around his neck. He stopped at the edge of a hallway, pressing his back against the wall. He had heard voices from around the corner and, gun gripped tightly in his shaky hands, he didn't know what to do.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>17-09-2011, 01:23:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The warriors disembarked into the mothership, and WarCat stood, leading her pet by the chain. Inside the larger ship, there were even more aliens, and some of them had brought some humans from the station. Most prisoners however looked much worse than Anthony. Some were injured, others were brought in cages, others were unconscious, after having been tortured. WarCat made sure her pet saw them, trying to make him fear what could happen should he disobey again.<br><br>She led him through the hallways, towards the center of the ship.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>17-09-2011, 01:40:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He followed WarCat closely, in order to avoid interacting with any of the other aliens on the ship. He looked around at the other humans, recognizing a few of them here and there. He wondered if she would torture him to the point that some of the other humans were if he disobeyed her. "You plan on torturing me to that point?" he asked referring to the unconscious beaten humans. If the possibility of being like them existed then he wanted to know the odds of it coming true for him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>17-09-2011, 01:48:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				WarCat turned to look at him and smiled widely at her pet. She pulled on the chain, forcing him to come close to her and up to her level. She replied in an amused tone. "Oh, that depends on you, my dear little plaything. You know what I'm capable of. But if you're a loyal pet, then you'll be able to live with only a minimum amount of pain." She seemed to be enjoying making him nervous or fearful, and she was unlikely to stop asserting her superiority every chance she had.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>17-09-2011, 02:06:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He growled at her response. If it wasn't for the chain on the collar then he would be a handful. Her words were truth nonetheless and he knew it. He swore to himself that he'd find a way to make her pay for his situation. He sighed and nodded in reply. "I'll remember that." he said, feeling nervous. It took a lot to make him really nervous but in his current state and being aboard an alien mothership, it didn't take long.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>GloomCookie</strong> on <strong>17-09-2011, 05:35:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				O'Neal gestured with his hand at the room, "You, my dear, are now the guest of the Borlesk.&nbsp; An amphibious species that has come to 'uplift' us from our primitive ways."<br><br>A woman beside him snorted, "More like enslave us or dissect us.&nbsp; You know they're not to be trusted."<br><br>O'Neal introduced them, "This is Major Kennedy, my second in command.&nbsp; She's responsible for the logistics of what they give us and trying to figure out who has what skills.&nbsp; And unfortunately, she's right.&nbsp; They took some of our worst, the ones we knew were going to die, and told us they would be dissected to better understand us.&nbsp; We never saw them again, but just knowing they did it has everyone on edge.&nbsp; They haven't taken anyone else though, so we're wondering if it was a one-time thing."&nbsp; Kennedy was muscular but had clearly feminine curves and a decent bust, with long brown hair that fell in gentle curls around her face.<br><br>Kennedy shook her head, "Regardless, they come in every so often and scan us.&nbsp; It's got everyone nervous as hell.&nbsp; What are they scanning us for?"<br><br>It was about that moment that the large door to the room opened, and a tall Berlosk entered the room.&nbsp; He stood over 12 feet tall, and was wearing heavy armor.&nbsp; He was the largest one they'd ever seen.&nbsp; When he spoke, his words were translated so that they almost didn't hear the deep, guttural croaks and ticks that were his speech.&nbsp; "I am Lord Ver'Slek, Conquerer of 5 species.&nbsp; You are all here because my Emperor demands it, and I obey.&nbsp; I am here to tell you what you have been taken for, and why your cooperation is suggested."<br><br>He let the words sink in before continuing.&nbsp; "You are the last of the species known as 'Homo Sapiens'.&nbsp; Every other vessel bearing your kind has been destroyed or enslaved, worked to death in mines or harvested for meat.&nbsp; We of the Berlosk do not take pleasure from these acts, and have decided to uplift your species for our own ends.&nbsp; We will be heading for the world of Bakapo, where you will be put in camps.&nbsp; There, you will breed and work to build your colony under our watch.&nbsp; You will be allowed to live in exchange for workers.&nbsp; We suggest you accept our offer, or face extinction."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Macavity69</strong> on <strong>17-09-2011, 14:05:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div align="center">(http://msnbcmedia1.msn.com/j/msnbc/Components/Photo_StoryLevel/z_Projects_in_progress/_Ent/Oscar_Nominations_2008/Best_Actor_Big/bestactor_mortensen_big.grid-6x2.jpg)</div><br>As soon as the klaxxons began to sound throughout the station Sergei realised it was time to move on.&nbsp; Things had been getting uncomfortable anyway - some of StationSec had started asking questions about his assumed identity and he'd realised a little criminality was much more difficult in a sealed, heavily monitored station.<br><br>He pulled away the small panel behind his bed and recovered his sidearm and portacomp, complete with highly illegal sealbreaker and surviellance progs.&nbsp; Rushing across the small cabin he ripped away a maintenance hatch and entered the small maintenance crawl spaces, using his portacomp to access the Station's security systems as he did.<br><br>A heavy cloud of EM interference was almost blocking the remote access mesh but finally he began to get visuals on some of the corridors ...<br><br><em>Sookin Sin ... What the fuck are those!</em><br><br>Images swam into focus of strange ... things .... vaguely humanoid with a wide variety of forms.&nbsp; His stomache heaved as they moved and communicated with each other ... plainly intelligent and plainly hostile.<br><br>He had to get out of here!&nbsp; He'd already mapped the route to the escape pods so he began hurrying through the cable-festooned crawl space, gun in one hand, portacomp emitting a low level sonic detection field, acting as primitive motion detector.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>elfguy</strong> on <strong>17-09-2011, 17:35:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				WarCat brought her pet up to the second floor, and to a walkway that went above a large room. She grinned and pulled on her pet's chain so he would come near the edge to watch and listen. Below, a group of aliens were holding several humans captive. One of the aliens seemed to be their leader, and spoke to the others. The feline wanted him to hear what the Lord said, and how those captives would be turned into work slaves, doing back breaking tasks for the Empire.<br><br>After the speech, she turned to Anthony and grinned once more. "Aren't you lucky, my dear little pet, to have me as mistress? The only dangerous task you have to perform is pleasure me.." She purred in amusement.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: The end of Humanity- Eve 7 </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kobrakid92</strong> on <strong>17-09-2011, 18:10:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stepped closer to the edge and listened to the alien speak. At least they would be spared instead of killed off. Granted their future living conditions weren't going to be anything short of hell. He then turned his head to his captor as she spoke. He wasn't sure how to respond. If he stayed with her then all he would have to do was pleasure her, if he was with the humans he would have to do back breaking labor. No matter how he looked at it, both sides sucked. "Let's just get on with this." He was tired of standing around, tired of her toying with him.
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