Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)
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				Title: <strong>Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-12-2014, 00:44:17</strong>
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				Okay, this is definitely not what she expected--her goofy, geeky room-mate left a couple of new skillsoft chips over by the 'reader, and of course being the enterprising and curious sort she decided to check them out when time permitted.&nbsp; And she could have <em>sworn</em> that the label said something like Advanced Linguistic Analysis for Dummies.<br><br>This is not at all what Advanced Linguistic Analysis should look like, not unless the programmers had a really weird sense of humor.&nbsp; She's, uhm, naked.&nbsp; And sitting in a fairly comfortable chair.&nbsp; And in front of her, studying a clipboard, leaning against a teacher's workdesk is an impossible creature that must have been drawn from a children's book or a video game or something--nearly two meters of statuesque Amazonian perfection, if you like your women with cat-like heads, purple-and-pink striped fur, lab coats, and a grin that set the hairs on the back of her neck to rising.<br><br>"Hi," says the impossibility in a voice that dripped pure sensuality.&nbsp; "Welcome to the unauthorized beta test of the newest total immersion MMO from Crazy Panda Productions.&nbsp; Please remember that this is a beta, so not all content has yet been fully tested."&nbsp; The all-too feline grin widens just a little too much for comfort.&nbsp; "My name is Lynda, with a 'y', and I will be your helpmeet for the duration of your experience.&nbsp; At any time during play, just toggle the 'help' icon in your heads-up display and I will be happy to advise you as best I can."<br><br>Lynda rises and turns, gesturing to two holographic whitescreens that appear out of the aether.&nbsp; One the left-hand one, our heroine can see way too much of her personal information--height, weight, date of birth, the last four digits of her SIN, her current occupation and employer and a fair if blush-inducingly candid list of her browsing habits.<br><br>"Interesting," Lynda purrs.&nbsp; "Well, let's go ahead and get you started.&nbsp; By default, this game uses you as the core for your character, because how better to get you into the world than to use what you already know?"<br><br>On the right hand one, she sees the following display...<br><br><strong>BACKGROUND: Office Worker<br>Default Skills: Business, Culture/Corporate, Culture/Earth, Profession: Clerical</strong><br><br>Below this, three icons appear: one has a pistol of some sort.&nbsp; The second has a sword and shield.&nbsp; The third looks like a radiation warning symbol.<br><br>"Please choose the primary path you would like to embrace for your experience--science fiction, fantasy, or post-apocalyptic."<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>01-12-2014, 05:04:32</strong>
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				Mia was glad to just be off from work early, her boss was taking a vacation and didn't need her- so she only had to work a half day. She rummaged through her roommates chips, her roomie was a chip junkie and went through a chip a day usually, sometimes more. She slid the chip into the reader and slid down the immersive VR helmet. There was the fading out of the world and then booting up of the chip. She gasped when she saw the amazonian woman. "Wow.. you're uhm.. naked Lynda with a y."<br><br>She looks through the list of the things she had been browsing and realized she had read a lot of romance/smut stories lately on the 'net. She grinned, "I didn't realize all of that was tracked."<br><br>She thinks for a second, "Lynda.. can you make me look like one of the women from one of my Romance stories that I like to read for my story?"<br><br>Mia motions with her fingers and picks the pistol from her list. She waits for Lynda to interact with her somehow.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-12-2014, 05:23:37</strong>
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				"Science Fiction it is!&nbsp; Nice choice, too, by the way.&nbsp; Very popular, <em>and</em> you don't get stuck with those pesky corsets."<br><br>Lynda tones her grin down for a moment and gives Mia the stereotypical 'elevator eyes' examination.<br><br>"Naked but for the lab coat, you mean? I have fur.&nbsp; You, on the other hand, need something a bit more appropriate. Which brings us to our next step."&nbsp; She tilts her head.&nbsp; "We can tweak your appearance when we get to the end of the sequence.&nbsp; Time for your Class selection!&nbsp; Unfortunately we don't have a Romance option available, but this is a sandbox sort of MMO.&nbsp; I'm sure you can find a special someone or three."&nbsp; She giggles.&nbsp; "Or more, if you're into that sort of thing!"<br><br>The whitescreen on the left fades out of view.&nbsp; The one on the right moves to a central position and now reads:<br><br><strong>BACKGROUND: <em>...updating...updating...</em>Researcher<br>Default Skills: Culture/Homeworld, Perception, Science, Tech/PosTech<br>Are these adjustments acceptable? Y/N</strong><br><br>Below this, three images appear.&nbsp; The first is a three dee model of Mia wearing some sort of fatigue coveralls with some stylish body armor and a laser rifle in her hands.&nbsp; The second is the same model in spacer blues with a toolbelt and a clipboard.&nbsp; The third is the Mia-model in a dress with a trio of metallic looking crystals orbiting her head.<br><br>"Warrior, Expert, or Psionic?&nbsp; Keep in mind that the Warrior is pretty darn tough, the Expert is the Jill-of-all-trades, and the Psionic is pretty weak but has access to a whole array of possible powers.&nbsp; All in how you like to roll," Lynda lets her tongue peek out and repeats her 'artistic appraisal' of Mia's form.&nbsp; "Please note that not all options are unlocked at this time."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>01-12-2014, 10:03:30</strong>
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				Mia looked as the words appeared in front of her eyes and Lynda gave her some feedback about appearances. "Ok.. that makes sense." She remembered hearing something about rpgs before, was it her younger brother or an ex boyfriend? She couldn't remember exactly. "Uhm, just what kind of adventures are we going to be going on if there is one.. two, three, or more than that suitors.. romantic suitors all at once?" She was stunned, how would she possibly keep track of each guy that she potentially liked?<br><br>"Uhm, I'll take Warrior I think.. that armor and gun look pretty neat." She thinks for a second, "Is there.. what sort of powers does the psionic have?" She thought that might be amazing to have superpowers, like reading other people's minds.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-12-2014, 19:41:23</strong>
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				Lynda laughs, a sultry sound that reminds you that some people would think of her as very, very sexy.&nbsp; Probably the same juvenile jerks who commissioned the artwork...<br><br>"This is a sandbox, hon.&nbsp; You can have a guy in every port if you like.&nbsp; Or a girl in every port.&nbsp; Or a droid.&nbsp; We don't judge."<br><br>The whitescreen shifts again.<br><br><strong>BACKGROUND: Researcher<br>Default Skills: Culture/Homeworld, Perception, Science, Tech/PosTech<br>CLASS: Warrior<br>Prime Requisites: Strength, Dexterity<br>Special Ability: Warrior's Luck<br>Build Options:</strong>&nbsp; <br><strong>Assassin</strong> (Athletics, Combat/Any, Culture/Criminal, Security, Stealth, Tactics)<br><strong>Commando</strong> (Athletics, Culture/Any, Combat/Any, Stealth, Survival, Tactics)<br><strong>Exchange Enforcer</strong> (Business, Combat/Any, Culture/Any, Persuasion, Security, Tactics)<br><strong>Ground Forces</strong> (Athletics, Combat/Any, Combat/Projectile, Leadership, Tactics, Vehicle/Any)<br><strong>Mercenary</strong> (Business, Combat/Any, Combat/Projectile, Culture/Any, Perception, Tactics)<br><strong>Space Marine</strong> (Combat/Energy Weapon, Combat/Primitive, Culture/Spacer, Exosuit, Tactics, Tech/Astronautics)<br><strong>Templar</strong> (Combat/Any, Culture/Any, Perception, Religion, Stealth, Tactics)<br><br>Along with this, three more models pop up...still Mia, but now wearing three variations on uniform.&nbsp; The first shows her in the 'default' Warrior outfit from before.&nbsp; The middle one is more heavily armored. The third is...is...well, damn, however that battle bikini is supposed to stay on, it does.&nbsp; Barely.&nbsp; but damn, she'd look good in it!&nbsp; If only her boobs were a cup bigger.&nbsp; Strangely enough, the bikini-armor doesn't come with high heels.<br><br>"If you want to add Psionics as a cross-class, you will have to wait until your next level up.&nbsp; Right now, that option isn't unlocked."&nbsp; Lynda grins.&nbsp; "Still working out the bugs on that patch, last I heard." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>02-12-2014, 21:46:20</strong>
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				Mia looks through the options, "Oh wow..being an assassin sounds like fun.. That would be way different than being a secretary that's always pinching my ass."<br><br>She grins, "I'd love to be able to punch that hand that pinched me.. or.."<br><br>She thought for a second and picked option 3. "I like the third option.. but, can we make myself a little sexier.. curvier.... maybe some skills for uhm sex.. advanced sexual pleasure or something?"<br><br>Mia blushed, this was starting to become more fun than she ever thought it was. She thinks for a second, "What if my only job was fucking?" She laughs, "Ok.. lets combine fucking with an assassin.. Maybe an assassin that gets stronger with sex.. or.. let's see.. even pleasure.. and, her outfit generates pleasure." She was laughing as the seemingly ludicrous ideas were coming out of her mind. <br><br>She grins, "Wait, let me guess.. we can't customize until after? Well.. just keep what we've been talking about in mind.. ok?" She wondered why she was thinking about such things, she didn't even currently have a boyfriend right now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-12-2014, 00:13:50</strong>
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				The whitescreen shifts again, updating.<br><br><strong>BACKGROUND: Researcher<br>Default Skills: Culture/Homeworld, Perception, Science, Tech/PosTech<br>CLASS: Warrior<br>Prime Requisites: Strength, Dexterity<br>Special Ability: Warrior's Luck<br>Build: Assassin <br>Skills: Athletics, Combat/Any, Culture/Criminal, Security, Stealth, Tactics</strong><br><br>"May I suggest the Primitive Weapons specialty for your Combat skill, then?&nbsp; It would seem appropriate.&nbsp; And officially, you're going be be just an assassin, but if you want to indulge a little private entertainment in the course of fulfilling your contract, there's nothing stopping you from it!"&nbsp; Another sultry little chuckle escapes the Cheshire Cat-babe in the lab coat.&nbsp; "Next step is your generic performance stats."<br><br>Another update appears:<br><br><strong>STR<br>DEX<br>CON<br>INT<br>WIS<br>CHA<br><br>Select one option: Array (standard scores) or Fortune (random scores)</strong><br><br>"Although if you want my honest opinion, honey, you don't need any help at all with your armor selection.&nbsp; Not at all!&nbsp; If anything, you'll have to beat most of the boys and some of the girls off with a plasma lance!&nbsp; Still, if you want to be voluptuous instead of the gal-next-door sort of hot you already have going on, we can pack more junk in the trunk for you."&nbsp; And Mia's model shifts a little, becoming curvier even as she watches.&nbsp; "Would you like me to dial up the erogenous responsiveness and pain/pleasure toggles as well?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>03-12-2014, 06:03:27</strong>
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				She thinks for a second, "But if it's science fiction, I'd rather have.. I don't know.. cool claws that extend from my finger nails.. or.. poisonous glands in my throat or breasts.. or.. some weapon that.. vibrates and slices and dices in my pussy? Is that possible? I don't think that would be primitive at all.. more like.. exotic?" She smiles, "And what about seduction.. is that not an ability?"<br><br>She listens to the explanation of the stats. "Let's see.. let's do Fortune for the first time and if it's.. all real low scores then can we get an Array instead?"<br><br>Mia looks at the model, "Can we.. what's the curviest we can go.. is there a slider? Normally I'd say go small.. stay conservative.. but, this time I want to.. go big.. go massive.. to break the grid... top me off at 90%" She nods, "Yeah, dial up the erogenous zones and turn pain.. into pleasure as well.. that should help in combat.. and lovemaking I think."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-12-2014, 05:28:10</strong>
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				"We prefer to leave seduction up to role-playing, as opposed to relying on the mechanics.&nbsp; Makes things more interesting and fluid."&nbsp; Lynda winks.&nbsp; "And you can always ask for help!&nbsp; Remember that."<br><br>She turns to the white screen.<br><br>"Random selection chosen!"<br><br>Six small boxes appear in order.<br><br>"Touch each box and assign the number that appears to one of your scores.&nbsp; As a Warrior, you will want to make Strength and Dexterity your highest.&nbsp; Proceed when you're ready."<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">That's six rolls of 4d6, dropping the low die!&nbsp; Let me know if you'd rather let me do this part but be warned that my luck with die rollers is abysmal.&nbsp; If all scores are below 16, you may make one of them 16.</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>04-12-2014, 21:00:45</strong>
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				Mia smirks when Lynda tells her about seduction, "Isn't it all just 1s and 0s.. code running in the background of the system?" She shrugs, "But, ok.. here goes.."<br><br>She clicks the white squares and numbers appear, after virtual dice get thrown through the air and land showing 16, 15, 13, 13, 5, and 6.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">I rolled a 16, 15, 13, 13, 5, 6.. roll ids through 68058 to 68063</div></div><br>Mia wasn't sure what all of the acronyms meant so asked Lynda to explain the benefits of the numbers.<br><br>She finally decided<br>STR 16<br>DEX 6<br>CON 15<br>INT 13<br>WIS 5<br>CHA 13<br><br>She frowns when she hears the explanations. "Oh gosh.. I can't have only a 6 intelligence.. I wouldn't be able to think! And a 6 dexterity is terrible too.. Can I.. move the numbers around at all.. like, drop the 13 int to 10 and add those 3 points to dexterity?' She rubbed her hair, "Or even roll the numbers again.. or try the non-random method?" She sighed, she didn't want to end up playing some freak in the game, she didn't even really know what the game was up to this point.<br><br>STR 16<br>DEX 13<br>CON 15<br>INT 6<br>WIS 5<br>CHA 13<br><br>"If it's like this.. wont I.. not even be able to read in the game? I like the idea of charisma and charming people.. but, intelligence is probably more important than that.. a 5 and a 6 must be on the low end of average.. if a 9 or 10 is average at least."<br><br>She shrugs, "What would you recommend I do?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-12-2014, 04:48:47</strong>
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				"Hmmm.&nbsp; Well, standard array would be six scores of 16, 14, 13, 12, 11, and 10, distributed as you prefer," Lynda shrugs.&nbsp; "Would that be more to your liking?&nbsp; Certainly less random, or at least less unbalanced."<br><br>She licks her lips slowly, giving Mia the elevator eyes treatment again.<br><br>"Remind me to remind you to select your, ah, preferences when we get to the options screen.&nbsp; &nbsp;When you've decided, we can move on to the bonus adjustments...but those come after we fix your stats."<br><br>She gives a sultry giggle.<br><br>"Almost forgot.&nbsp; Your Combat Skill must be specialized.&nbsp; Your options are Energy Weapons, Gunnery...that's vehicular weaponry, Primitive Weapons, Projective Weapons, PsiTech Weapons...only really useful for Psionics, and Unarmed.&nbsp; Swords and bows are Primitive, even if they're higher tech models.&nbsp; Any questions?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>07-12-2014, 12:15:53</strong>
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				She thinks for a moment, finally deciding to go with<br>ST 16<br>DX 13<br>CN 14<br>IQ&nbsp; 11<br>WS 10<br>CHA 12<br><br>She smiles, "I want to be plenty unbalanced.. just, not in the statistics of myself." She blushed, "I've.. had my day job for almost 3 years now and nothing exciting happens.. I want to shake things up and go a little crazy." She nodded, "I will remind you for the options screen."<br><br>Mia thought for a second, "Uhm.. What weapon is small, powerful, and concealable? That's.. probably energy weapons right.. not projective weapons, right?" She wasn't sure. She wrinkles her nose, "I know Charisma is persuasiveness.. but, will a 12.. which is pretty low- will that have any bearing on physical beauty?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-12-2014, 18:42:41</strong>
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				"Charisma doesn't really have an effect on appearance, although the higher your score, the more likely you will be thought of as attractive.&nbsp; Funny thing, psychology."<br><br><strong>BACKGROUND: Researcher<br>Default Skills: Culture/Homeworld, Perception, Science, Tech/PosTech<br>CLASS: Warrior<br>Prime Requisites: Strength, Dexterity<br>Special Ability: Warrior's Luck<br>Build: Assassin <br>Skills: Athletics, Combat/Any, Culture/Criminal, Security, Stealth, Tactics<br><br>STR 16 / +2<br>DEX 13 / +1<br>CON 14 / +1<br>INT 11 / 0<br>WIS 10 / 0<br>CHA 12 / 0<br><br>Assign Bonus Points: +1 to any two Stat adjustments (racial)</strong><br><br>"This part's a little tricky.&nbsp; You have a Strength of 16, so you're pretty handy with melee combat and athletic stuff...I'd suggest Primitive Weapons for best effect.&nbsp; Anyway, you currently get +2 to all checks involving Strength.&nbsp; You can use a bonus point to make that +3, for example.&nbsp; Or any other two adjustments listed.&nbsp; Follow me?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>08-12-2014, 07:53:26</strong>
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				She thinks for a moment, "Ok, uhm, since you said Strength and Dexterity were so important.. is the +1 based on the number.. I mean, does a 15 or 16 get +2.. or is it the +1 makes anything better? I'll add one more to strength and one more to dexterity.. unless that doesn't boost dexterity because it's too low? In that ase.. add the +1 to con.. Which.. I'm guessing is some sort of stamina?"<br><br>Mia brushes her hair out of her eyes, or at least would if her hair was in front of her face like it typically is in the real world.<br><br>"For combat I'll do primitive like you recommend." She looked around for a mirror, "Can I see what my character looks like so far with the stats affecting the character model?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-12-2014, 06:52:46</strong>
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				<strong>BACKGROUND: Researcher<br>Default Skills: Culture/Homeworld, Perception, Science, Tech/PosTech<br>CLASS: Warrior<br>Prime Requisites: Strength, Dexterity<br>Special Ability: Warrior's Luck<br>Build: Assassin <br>Skills: Athletics, Combat/Primitive, Culture/Criminal, Security, Stealth, Tactics<br><br>STR 16 / +3<br>DEX 13 / +2<br>CON 14 / +1<br>INT 11 / 0<br>WIS 10 / 0<br>CHA 12 / 0<br><br>Final stats calculating...calculating...calculating...<br>AC 1<br>HP 9<br>Attack Bonus +1 (+4 m / +3 r)</strong><br><br>"Very nice!&nbsp; And so far, so good.&nbsp; Although your background implies that you're part of an Order, we don't really have loaded costume builds for that.&nbsp; Maybe next update?"&nbsp; Lynda winks.&nbsp; "Anyway, your wish, my command.&nbsp; Time to put the final touches on you and turn you loose!"<br><br>The 3-D model gets maybe a little taller and a bit more muscular, but that's the only immediate difference.<br><br>"Adding a touch more voluptuosity, as per request."<br><br>Oh, my!&nbsp; That's at least two cup sizes' worth of improvement right there!<br><br>"Any other requests?&nbsp; Some nice tattoos?&nbsp; Piercings?&nbsp; Coloration changes?&nbsp; And of course, we ought to set preference."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>09-12-2014, 11:37:25</strong>
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				She watches as the words float by in front of her retinas. She looks at the stats and agrees that they are fine for now. She thinks for a moment, "Height, weight, and curves have no effect on the game, right? Err, at least your stats, right?" She thought for a second, "Are you aware of Unbridled Passion?" The main star was a multi-ethnic character that had the best of all races, she looked absolutely beautiful with long limbs, perfect features, a small waist, generous curves that were probably impossible without hitting the genetic lottery, and a ravishingly beautiful face with large expressive eyes and a plump lips. "Since this is my character to enjoy.. You can start with Unbridled as a starting point.. and, make her.. I don't know.. 50% more curvy and sexy.. then we can go from there.." She thinks "Sure, sexy tattoos are fine.. and sexy piercings, too."<br><br>She grins, "Oh, I remember reading about these characters before.. Uhm, demon girls? Their.. extremely cute.. the only thing is they.. sort of cause chaos and depravity to increase what they drain.. You could.. give me a physique like that.. with dusky skin.. and, a cute tail.. Is that possible?" She wondered if she could show Lynda what a succubus looked like. Of course Mia would chose a demon that was extremely beautiful, ravishing even, and quite beyond ordinary..
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-12-2014, 19:18:42</strong>
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				"Sure, we can do that," Lynda grins.&nbsp; "Still Human, of course.&nbsp; We haven't unlocked the demihuman packages just yet, except for three in one particular setting.&nbsp; Still working on the mutant packages for the post-apoc stuff.&nbsp; Anyway, a little more va-va-voom to go with your boom it shall be!"<br><br>The Catwoman sniggers softly.<br><br>"So, boys, girls, or both?&nbsp; Don't want to traumatize a new player by throwing everyone at her boobs unless she likes it that way.&nbsp; And I'll just tweak the settings a bit, because it sounds like you're more Barbarella than Ridley Scott Heroine.&nbsp; Yes?&nbsp; Happy sexy fun times instead of kaboom."&nbsp; Her grin widens.&nbsp; "Double pen, triple pen, maybe a whole orgy..."<br><br>From the lab-coated one's chortle, she's probably mostly teasing.&nbsp; Mostly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>11-12-2014, 08:11:58</strong>
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				Mia smiles and listens as she talks. She nods, "Yeah.. more vava." She flashes a smile and waits for the model to change. "So the.. changing of what gender's I appreciate.. is this so the game can figure out what characters and obstacles I can overcome?" She thinks for a second, "How would... if I said I was bisexual.. how would that change the game if I was just hetereo.. " She smirks, "Barbarella? I haven't heard of that one.. is it a classic?" She nods, "Oh.. yeah, uhm, sure.. Happy sex times." Her eyes go wide, "Does.. what does double pen mean.. two men at once?" She wasn't sure what it meant. She gasps, "Can you show me a sample scenario.. how does.. this game seems different the ones I've played before in the past.. is there something special about it? Can I see my character so far?" <br><br>She wonders where the coloration change is on the model as well as the piercings and tattoos, she spins the model around, "Maybe a whip would be good." She grins, "Can.. some parts of her.. sexy parts of her.. glow when she's aroused..&nbsp; not to mention she'll always have to be ready for a bit of bedroom action."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-12-2014, 05:49:09</strong>
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				Lynda gestures, and Mia gets a much better look at the model as the bikini armor vanishes, displaying pierced nipples, clit, and navel, clean-shaven mound, and a pair of interlinking circles tattoo'd on one curvy hip.<br><br>"What skin color were you hoping for?&nbsp; We can adjust that."<br><br>As if to demonstrate, Mia watches her sexier self slide from alabaster pale to deep mahogany, then into colors not found in nature (or at least not in humans).<br><br>"Yes, honey, double-penetration means a nice, firm, thick cock in your pussy and another in your ass, or maybe in your mouth.&nbsp; Triple penetration is all three, of course, and let's not forget that the same thing can be done with vibrators and dildos."&nbsp; The Cat giggles.&nbsp; "This is a VR.&nbsp; It feels more or less like it would in real life.&nbsp; Except, of course, that it isn't really happening.&nbsp; As for always being ready...well, that's up to you and how you handle the social interfaces, isn't it?&nbsp; Not all NPCs will be ready to fuck at a moment's notice unless you want me to set that social parameter to maximum, but we can do that as well.&nbsp; I'd suggest going bisexual if you're going to try it, though.&nbsp; More variety means less chance of boredom!&nbsp; But I am supposed to warn you that if we go that far, you're likely to get tied up and spanked from time to time."<br><br>Another feline chuckle.<br><br>"As for taking a good look...when you're ready, you'll be starting play in this particular chassis."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>12-12-2014, 09:43:41</strong>
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				Mia watches as the model floats in the air. "Oh, she'll have the armor on though right.. or is the idea that armor that it flaunts her body?"<br><br>She thinks, "How about.. pale white.. with black eyes.. and maybe enhanced senses for pleasure.. and.. let's say.. small, sexy wings?" She grins, "Oh, I like the piercings and the tattoo.. I've always thought about that but.. been too afraid to go with it." She smiles, "Ok, so.. let's say that it's mostly single partners.. say 75 % of the time.. and.. 2 people 20 percent .. and 3 or more 5 percent." <br><br>Mia laughs, "For now.. let's have the whole world horny.. maybe, double or triple the current average level or horniness." She thinks, "And bisexual is ok." She thinks for a second, "Maybe some sort of mechanism where I can raise, lower, or absorb horniess?" She thinks for a second, "How easy is it to end this session and return to the real world?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-12-2014, 22:27:07</strong>
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				"Coloration, yes. Wings, no.&nbsp; If you'd gone post-apoc, maybe, but this mode is pretty solidly just humans.&nbsp; I could make them wing tattoos, though."<br><br>Is Lynda slowly getting transparent?&nbsp; Yes.&nbsp; Yes, she is.<br><br>"Oh, one last thing before I set you into active mode and turn you loose--I can't adjust the percentages. That's all up to you, honey.&nbsp; You want five guys pounding you in every sweet, sexy hole?&nbsp; You'll have to make enough friends and talk them into sharing you.&nbsp; But I'm sure there's a patch for it somewhere.&nbsp; Arousal?&nbsp; Same thing.&nbsp; Although if you really want that..."<br><br>The Cheshire Cat vanishes entirely, replaced by text.<br><br><strong>Active in 3...2...1...</strong><br><br>You find yourself standing in some sort of town square that looks like a mix of sci fi and old west.&nbsp; The heat is dry in a mid-August sort of way.&nbsp; Scent of dust, water, and something unfamiliar hits your nostrils.&nbsp; It sure seems realistic, but there are little touches here and there that underscore that this is just a game.&nbsp; Take, for example, the little icons in your field of view.&nbsp; There's a tiny stick figure of a woman.&nbsp; Next to it is a square that might be one of those old floppy disk things.&nbsp; Next to that is a compass rose.<br><br>Lynda's voice, now a bit static-filled, hits your ear.<br><br><em>"Do you require a HUD tutorial?"</em><br><br>A moment later, the unfamiliar feeling of smooth, warm fingers pinching both your nipples and your clit hits you, followed by the sensation of a vibrating plug slipping into your bottom and a longer, ribbed toy entering your pussy until the very tip teases your cervix.&nbsp; The little stick figure icon flashes pink and the letters 'sub' appear under it.&nbsp; A moment later, this is followed by the sensation of someone's hand smacking your bottom just hard enough to get your attention.<br><br><em>"Submissive arousal and tease mode has been engaged.&nbsp; To disengage, please access Personal Settings under the Character Menu."</em><br><br>Uh oh.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>14-12-2014, 12:07:03</strong>
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				She glances at Lynda, "Sure.. wing tattoos would be fine." She panics when Lynda starts disappearing, "Wait a second.. where are you going?.. I need your help Lynda!" She stomps her foot, then reaches out to activate a menu. She looks around as Lynda fades from view. She looks around, putting her hand in the air and trying to activate the menu.&nbsp; "Yes.. I require a tutorial.. I've never done anything like this before."<br><br>Mia gasps when the hands first feel like they're touching her breasts. She looks around to see who is responsible for it, but obviously doesn't see anyone. She groans as the sensations not only continue but increase, becoming stronger. "Ohh... jeesus.. waht.. there's a vibrator or something inside of me? I.. I don't want or need that computer.. Lynda can you help me?" She whimpers when the hand hits her bottom. She turns around to see where she was, or who was smacking her butt. The sensations were already extremely overwhelming. She felt herself getting wet and knew that she would be orgasming in no time. She was a bit shocked this was a game, everything felt so real and so good.<br><br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-12-2014, 18:37:38</strong>
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				The good news is that the toys feel like they're just inside, rather than thrusting.&nbsp; It's distracting enough, since they're both vibrating at just the <em>riiiiiiight</em> speed...<br><br><em>"HUD Tutorial.&nbsp; To access character information and options, select the Player icon."</em>&nbsp; The stick figure briefly glows a brighter pink.&nbsp; <em>"To access game functions, main menu, and play options, select the Game Menu icon."</em>&nbsp; The box glows pink.&nbsp; <em>"To toggle automap, select the Map icon."</em>&nbsp; The compass rose glows.&nbsp; <em>"Additional functionality will unlock as needed during your experience.&nbsp; Some functions may not be available in all levels and under all circumstances."</em><br><br>Lynda's voice pauses, which seems to be the cue for another virtual spank and a harder tweak to the nipples.<br><br><em>"Character information is found in the Player section.&nbsp; Not all options are available at this time."</em><br><br>And accessing that seems to be as simple as looking at it and wanting it to open.&nbsp; However...<br><br><strong><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size">MIA</span><br>BACKGROUND: Researcher<br>Default Skills: Culture/Terra, Perception, Science, Tech/PosTech<br>CLASS: Warrior<br>Prime Requisites: Strength, Dexterity<br>Special Ability: Warrior's Luck<br>Build: Assassin <br>Skills: Athletics, Combat/Primitive, Culture/Criminal, Security, Stealth, Tactics<br><br>STR 16 / +3<br>DEX 13 / +2<br>CON 14 / +1<br>INT 11 / 0<br>WIS 10 / 0<br>CHA 12 / 0<br><br>AC 1<br>HP 9<br>Attack Bonus +1 (+4 m / +3 r)<br>Fray Die: d8<br><br>Saves<br>Physical 12+<br>Mental 15+<br>Evasion 14+<br>Tech 16+<br>Luck 13+<br><br>Misc Data<br>Bisexual<br>Poly-curious<br>Submissive<br>Arousal Mode ON</strong><br><br>Uhm.&nbsp; That's not good.&nbsp; There should be a toggle button next to that last option, shouldn't there?&nbsp; And there isn't.&nbsp; Or at least it isn't obvious.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>16-12-2014, 06:14:57</strong>
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				Mia reaches to clutch at her womanhood, seeing if she can find the devices that are buzzing her internally, <strong>"Lynda.. this is very distracting.. I can't concentrate at all.</strong>." She groans, feeling herself get hot and bothered by the sensations." She inhales deeply and holds her breath, looking at the screen as the information floats in front of her, then pauses for a second before vanishing. She nods, looking through the data, "<strong>There.. help.. Lynda, I need help! There must be some mistake.. this is.. on all of the time.. I.. it's too much.. It's going to drive me crazy</strong>."<br><br>She reaches out to try and interact with the text. "<strong>I.. Lynda.. please, turn the arousal mode to off.. I can't.. it's too... much."</strong> She looks around the room, holding one hand to her womanhood and the other to her breasts, which both seem to be buzzing and feeling so good. She takes a few steps, nearly having an orgasm. "<strong>Oh fuck... I..</strong>" She looks around, very worried as she knows she's going to fall to the ground in a puddle of orgasmic bliss.<br><br>"<strong>I need the personal settings in the character options.. to minimize arousal mode.</strong>." She decides to walk around the town square, looking for a building or anyone or thing that can help her. She walks with slow steps, the sensations are extremely strong, she knows that with the wrong step she might cause herself to orgasm. She was on the edge of ecstasy and didn't know what would push her over. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-12-2014, 06:03:09</strong>
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				After a few moments, a slider bar appears next to that last entry and moves to the left.&nbsp; The sensations, most mercifully, decrease in intensity.&nbsp; Unfortunately, this is punctuated by more spanking.&nbsp; Strangely, there's no <em>sound</em> associated with it.<br><br><em>"Okay, sorry about that.&nbsp; In case you're wondering, you're experiencing someone else's uploaded fun-time.&nbsp; No actual penetration, but it feels like the real thing!&nbsp; Kind of distracting, which is bad in a fight.&nbsp; If you enter combat mode, it'll mute entirely."</em><br><br>Lynda giggles a bit, purring as well.<br><br><em>"So let's go find you a job, little miss assassin.&nbsp; Now, if you look down at your feet, you'll see a pale blue line leading somewhere.&nbsp; First couple of missions are auto'd for the game to give you a taste of what's going on.&nbsp; And I do believe this one leads to a man with a problem."</em><br><br>This is true.&nbsp; There is, at Mia's feet, a pale blue line stretching off toward one of the buildings.<br><br><em>"Feel free to stroll around and get your bearings, though.&nbsp; We've got time."</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>19-12-2014, 10:57:11</strong>
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				Mia gasps a few times as the spanks impact on her bottom. She looks around for who is spanking her but doesn't see anyone. "Oh, someone already.. experienced this and you recorded it.. the stimulus to give to me?" She didn't understand why anyone would do that. "Wait.. if the stimulus is fun and interesting.. you can record it on a chip and sell it.. again and again.. is that the idea?"<br><br>She thinks for a bit, "So, if I did something crazy.. people would be willing to pay good credits to experience that? How would I make sure someone couldn't just copy it.. copy my memories and experiences?" She starts following the blue line, wondering what's going to be at the end. She wandered down the blue line, looking around for anything or anyone familiar. <br><br>Mia glances at her outfit, "Can we update my armor to be stronger.." She grins, "Oh, I have an idea.. can we adjust so that pain actually turns into arousal and orgasm.. not just shutting my body down.. like, take a negative and spin it into a positive?"<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-12-2014, 18:46:40</strong>
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				<em>"I promise you are not being recorded.&nbsp; The system isn't set up to do that."</em><br><br>Another purr-filled laugh follows.<br><br><em>"Honey, you have the best possible armor set up as it is.&nbsp; Cheesecake is bulletproof.&nbsp; Orgasm, though, is still orgasm, which is why that mode immediately turns off in combat.&nbsp; No point in ganking your play because of perv mode, right?"</em><br><br>Would this be easier if Lynda was less amused?&nbsp; Probably not.<br><br>A second blue line, paler than the first, shows up...heading in a different direction.<br><br><em>"Huh.&nbsp; Secondary missions opening already?&nbsp; That's odd.&nbsp; I guess the branching plotlines are enabled.&nbsp; Well, feel free to wander over and see what's going on!"</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>27-12-2014, 00:57:13</strong>
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				Mia presses her fingers into the corners of her armor and checks how strong it is. <strong>"Maybe if this was for distracting it would be good.. but, not deflecting bullets.</strong>" She taps it with her finger to see how thick the armor is, then glances at the pale blue line on the ground. She looks around, <strong>"I'll follow the second line first, then head back to the main quest once I see what the second one is..</strong>" She starts walking, looking around, making sure she understands the interface.<br><br>She walks confidently towards the secondary objection, wondering what is in store for her. She looks around the environment, checking if she has any weapons on her. Taking them out and sliding them around if she does have them, seeing how well she knows how to use the edged weapons.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-12-2014, 05:40:24</strong>
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				<em>"Cheesecake armor, honey.&nbsp; This is a game, remember?&nbsp; Expect a certain level of...fantasy, shall we say?"</em>&nbsp; Lynda's purring laugh echoes in Mia's ear.<br><br>A quick inventory reveals, besides the sturdy sword slung across your back, what seems to be an infinite number of throwing knives strapped to her well-toned, delicious looking thigh.&nbsp; Infinite in that drawing one and throwing it means finding another one already in the scabbard.&nbsp; Most interesting.<br><br>The secondary mission line leads to a small ramshackle building with a six-pointed star hanging out front: the territorial sheriff's office!&nbsp; Whatever he could want, it's likely going to be at least interesting.<br><br>Entering, you find that the place has just enough room for a tiny office, an equally small bedroom off to one side, and a pair of cells.&nbsp; The Sheriff is in, gloomily working on a pile of parchment.&nbsp; He glances up as you walk in and manages a tight smile while his eyes take a brief and appreciative walk all over you.<br><br>"Ah.&nbsp; It's you.&nbsp; Listen, this is sort of a bad time, but I was thinking about what you were asking me the other week, and if you still want that information then I'm prepared to offer a trade.&nbsp; Off the record, of course.&nbsp; You know how it is."&nbsp; His smile softens, just a little.&nbsp; "I wouldn't normally even think of offering this, but it's more or less in line with your, ah, professional capacity.&nbsp; That, and nobody else is likely to volunteer to handle this.&nbsp; So.&nbsp; Interested?"<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Data Dump</div><div class="spoiler_body">He looks a <span class="bbc_u">lot</span> like Sheriff Carter, from an old TV show called Eureka.&nbsp; One of the visual artists must be a fan.</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>30-12-2014, 22:41:52</strong>
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				Mia laughed when Lynda told her it was cheesecake armor. "<strong>That's right, I remember.</strong>" She jumped in the air just to remind herself, seeing how the gravity settings were in the game. "<strong>Can we adjust the gravity.. lower than usual so I can jump higher.. and do more acrobatic ninja assassin stuff?</strong>"<br><br>She tested each of the weapons for a minute or two and then followed the pale blue line. She looked around as she walked, recognizing the star as a sheriff badge, or at least what sheriffs used to have. She walks in and looks around the small building, then assesses the sheriff, "<strong>Oh.. Hi Sheriff.. what did I offer to trade exactly?</strong>" She put her hands on her hips and looks at him, "<strong>And, what is the information about?"</strong> <br><br>Mia grinned at the sheriff and looked around the dingy room. She glanced at the HUD, seeing what information it displayed about the sheriff. She brushes her hair out of her eyes, "<strong>I fell off my filly yesterday and bumped my head.. so, what's happened the last week is a bit fuzzy.. care to.. clue me in?"</strong> She asked with a smile on her face. She figured the story would be close enough to the truth and might be more plausible, she hoped he believed her and gave her the information she wanted.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-01-2015, 20:42:29</strong>
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				He doesn't seem particularly alarmed by your seeming lack of memory.<br><br>"Yeah, I heard about that.&nbsp; How's your head doing, by the way?"<br><br>He manages a slightly warmer smile and makes a heroic effort not to talk to your breasts.&nbsp; From the way he shifts, matters are giving him a hard time.<br><br>"Sometimes we lawkeepers have access to things that your Sisterhood doesn't.&nbsp; I got a lead on someone you're looking for...personally, that is.&nbsp; And since the rules keep you from digging this sort of thing up directly in your own archives because it's personal and not professional, odds are you don't have it yet.&nbsp; So if you take care of this particular problem for me, I'm willing to forget where I put the file for a day or so."<br><br>His grin is too, too innocent.<br><br>"That's in addition to the usual fee for services rendered.&nbsp; I don't feel like shafting the Sorority of Dusk."<br><br>Lynda's voice reaches your ear.<br><br>"Already unlocking a subplot!&nbsp; Good for you.&nbsp; Keep in mind that the gaps will fill in as play continues."<br><br>"So, do we have an arrangement?&nbsp; You take care of our little necromancer problem, not that it's even officially there, and I help point you at the guy who killed your intended."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>02-01-2015, 05:18:09</strong>
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				She looked around and listened to the sheriff as he talked. She looked at his eyes as they talked, noticing that he occasionally glanced at her ample assets. She flashed a smile, "It is not wise to shaft the Sorority.. I will do what I can.. yes, we have a deal." She smiled, "What do we know about this necromancer?" <br><br>Mia thought about it, "I need some information from you too.. Who is the guy I'm looking for.. Just give me a name.." She grinned, "I'll take care of the necromancer first.. and that's a Sister promise."<br><br>She wondered what information Lynda could pull up about the background story- sorority of dusk, as well as necromancers and her potential intended target is.<br><br>Mia waited, wondering what Lynda was going to pull up for her about this scenario so far.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-01-2015, 06:01:01</strong>
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				"Good.&nbsp; You remember we have some outlying reaches from before The Decline?&nbsp; Well, our man is holed up in one of those.&nbsp; Rumor has it he may have awakened something that was in stasis, down in the dark, but on top of that he probably has a local bunch of ne'er do wells in league with him.&nbsp; The bounty's an even thousand for the lot, which is a tough day's work for an entire posse...or one Sister."<br><br>His grin widens.<br><br>"It's about two hours hike due north, up in the hills.&nbsp; Too close to the heavy radiation zones for comfort.&nbsp; <em>You</em> should be fine.&nbsp; These good folk?&nbsp; Don't have your advantages.&nbsp; Such is life, I suppose."<br><br><em>"Tragic backstory,"</em> Lynda reports.&nbsp; <em>"You joined the Sisters to avenge your beloved.&nbsp; They promised to help you hunt down the culprit, but as an order of assassins who serve justice, they don't allow personal vendettas on the clock.&nbsp; If, however, you just happen to find the person for whom you're looking, that's another matter.&nbsp; This is your primary character sub-plot for this hub, I think."</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>02-01-2015, 23:46:57</strong>
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				She smiles and nods as the sheriff explains the task. "<strong>Ok.. that sounds fair.. and, it's.. a standard bounty, dead or alive, right?</strong>"<br><br>Mia wondered if she would be able to go about killing people even if they were bad and deserved it. "<strong>Do we have any intel on the reach that he is in.. or how many accomplices he has with him?</strong>"<br><br>She reminds herself to ask Lynda about the creatures in stasis as well as if she has a horse. Or even any colleagues to go with her like NPCs or something similar. She also wanted to ask Lynda about combat, how can she tell how strong her opponents are or when they're defeated.<br><br><strong>"Thanks for the warning.. I'll bring him.. bring them all to justice.. or at least the justice of heaven.</strong>"<br><br>Once she starts on her adventure she will want to ask the above questions to Lynda.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-01-2015, 03:41:17</strong>
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				"Sorry, I don't have much hard intel.&nbsp; In order to get that, well, some folks'd have to get close enough to get themselves good and dead.&nbsp; But he's not got more than a dozen or so out there.&nbsp; Probably less."&nbsp; He lets his gaze drop a moment, and this time it isn't directed at your boobs.&nbsp; "More like I have to rely on you to tell me what's in there when you get back.&nbsp; Ancient bunkers and all that."<br><br>Hmmm.&nbsp; Look at that--the pale blue dot is back at your feet.&nbsp; And a messenger window pops in your HUD, labeling it very briefly as a side-mission navigation trail.&nbsp; Looks like you follow this to your target.&nbsp; Easy-peasy.<br><br>Lynda is not very helpful:<em>"This level, this Hub?&nbsp; Everything's in walking distance.&nbsp; And you're on your own.&nbsp; Lucky for you that you're in Cheesecake Armor and playing a mondo badass assassin battlebabe, huh?"</em>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>05-01-2015, 08:59:42</strong>
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				"Ok.. I'll do it.. I'll be back before supper." She waved to him and turned around, following the blue line. Before she left she said, "Have my information ready.. I'll be back soon."<br><br>She started following the blue line, looking around as she did, wondering what information she could get about the other inhabitants. <br><br>"How many people are players.. and how many are characters? Is there.. I remember in games there was like a health bar before someone is defeated.. how does that work in this game? Should I.. try to parry their blows.. or will my armor like, deflect them?" She asked Lynda as she walked. She was talking softly, watching her body jiggle and bounce, still not used to the sensations as she followed the blue line out of town, towards one of the hills off to the distance.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-01-2015, 03:56:47</strong>
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				<em>"Just act naturally,"</em> Lynda says primly.&nbsp; <em>"The system has imbued you with what you need to know, and will respond accordingly.&nbsp; As for the other, the HUD has an autoscanner that will give you an appropriate readout if it becomes necessary.&nbsp; That comes standard even in the fantasy build.&nbsp; Got to know when to chug a healing potion, right?"</em><br><br>The path winds up into the hills, and it may be an illusion of the gamespace, but the HUD chronometer seems to whirl past as you walk.&nbsp; For that matter, you seem to be making excellent time.&nbsp; Maybe this place has sort of a compressed space routine going on?<br><br>Soon, you find the blue line fading from sight as you come into view of a bunker door set into the side of a hill...the wreckage of two ancient-looking security droids littering the overgrown kill zone in front of the door.&nbsp; There is also the cold remains of a campfire, the ruin of a number of bedrolls, and an ominous set of drag marks splattered with relatively fresh blood leading back through the doorway.<br><br><em>"And we're here.&nbsp; Good hunting!"</em><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>12-01-2015, 00:50:50</strong>
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				She nods when Lynda talks to her and updates the information she had about the game and the map. As she came upon the scene she slowed down and looked at the droids. She counts how many bedrolls there are, then drew her sword from her back scabbard and picked up her throwing knife in her main hand. She inched towards the drag marks, following the fresh blood trial back through the doorway.<br><br>She tried to walk quietly and was trying to be ready for anything- even if she didn't know exactly what that anything was. She didn't say anything right now, preferring to let her sharp blades do the talking for her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-01-2015, 05:59:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The doors hang open, shattered and useless.&nbsp; Strangely enough, they appear to have been blown open from the <em>inside</em>.&nbsp; From here, there are stairs leading down into a twilight interrupted by intermittent flickering from damaged glowtubes set high in the walls.&nbsp; For the first twenty feet, though, you encounter nothing more sinister than continued drag- and scuff-marks and blood splatters.&nbsp; Shortly after that, you pass through another shattered portal and step into the wreckage of what was at one point a common room or the like.<br><br>A long, curved sofa dominates one quarter of the room, set for a good view of the wall-mounted viewscreen.&nbsp; Now torn to shreds and bearing the scars of a violent death as an item of furniture, it bears mute witness to a shattered screen.&nbsp; Across from that, the remains of a wet bar reek with spilled alcohol and blood.&nbsp; The lights, what few of them remain intact, sputter and spark in a way that renders the scene far eerier than it already is.<br><br>There is a door in the north wall, and open hallways running due east and west (the entrance is in the center of the south wall).
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>16-01-2015, 19:28:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia inspects the room, seeing if there is anyone left alive, hiding behind the bar, or under the couch. She looks for an unopened bottle of alcohol and takes a sip, wondering what effect it will have on her character or her hud- just how realistic did they make this game she muses?<br><br>She then goes to the doorway and listens for a second, before kicking it down and charging inside, ready to fight whatever is lurking on the other side. Her plan of attack is throw a dagger at it and then move in to slash it with her sword. She hopes there's nothing there but is prepared to dispatch whatever is waiting behind the first door.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-01-2015, 19:28:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Listening at the door gives you fair warning that something's on the other side.&nbsp; Several somethings!&nbsp; So you are not at all surprised, when you burst through, to find a number of shambling, half-cyberized men in tattered clothing standing around a central table with a holographic display of the lands around the bunker showing.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Surprise Round</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll 1d20 plus your attack bonus plus your STR bonus plus 7 to hit.&nbsp; If your total is 20 or better, roll damage...1d8 plus your STR bonus.&nbsp; Also roll your Fray Die, which is an unmodified d8.&nbsp; Damage results are as follows: 1 = 0, 2-5 = 1 hit, 6-9 = 2 hits, 10 or better = 4 hits.&nbsp; 1 hit kills one cyberzombie.</div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>19-01-2015, 11:47:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She aims with her dagger and throws it at the nearest cyberzombie, half expecting them to start complaining. The dagger flew wide, hitting the back wall with a resounding thud. She gripped her sword tighter, holding the sword in front of her. She cursed as she realized the dagger missed it's mark. She took a few steps backward and swung her sword around defensively, hoping to slash any cyberzombie that was bold enough to attack her.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">70722&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2015-01-19 04:43:38&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2015-01-19 04:43:38, magikal (uid: 18867) rolls: 1d20e10 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=70722)<br>70721&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2015-01-19 04:43:07&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2015-01-19 04:43:07, magikal (uid: 18867) rolls: 1d8 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=70721)<br></div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-01-2015, 20:00:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Your blade bites flesh and metal, and one zombified cybernoggin goes rolling across the floor as the living impaired man-thing falls to its knees and then collapses underfoot.<br><br>They are still very slow to respond to your presence, but whatever fugue has held them in place seems to be loosening its grip.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Hero's Turn</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll another attack and another Fray Die!&nbsp; Heroes always get initiative in combat.</div></div><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>20-01-2015, 00:26:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia gulps in a breath of air as the first zombie collapses in a heap on the ground. She then flings a dagger at the nearest zombie, before leaping in the air with a curving arc of her sword. She hears the sound of dagger sinking into flesh, but she can't tell how bad the injury is to the creature. Her slash seems to strike another one right across the neck, as she lands on her feet and resteadies herself, she turns to see if either of the injuries were sufficient.<br><br>"Take that!" she exclaims, her heart starting to pound in her chest from the excitement.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Fray Result 1d8: 7<br>Hit Result 1d20+10= 19<br></div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-01-2015, 19:43:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Two more shambling horrors tumble and fall, never to rise again!&nbsp; This leaves two of the foul-smelling ex-humanoids to trouble you, and they both lunge.&nbsp; However, Lynda must not have been lying about the properties of your armor, because only one of them even comes close and those diseased, jagged talons seem to slide off your tender, bare flesh as though you were clad in sloped polyceramic hull plating!&nbsp; Which is just as well, because that would have left a really ugly scar or three.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">cyberzombie strikes!</div><div class="spoiler_body">Comment: Dreamer melee vs. AC1<br>Result: 6, <br>Total: <strong>9</strong><br>Comment: Dreamer melee vs. AC1<br>Result: 12, <br>Total: <strong>15</strong></div></div><br>Regrettably, things this dumb don't have to worry about little things like morale, because seeing a lone and underdressed opponent chop half of one's team to kibble this quickly would surely be disheartening
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>27-01-2015, 03:46:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She shrieks as the zombies approach her and swing, finding that their foul claws and teeth don't touch her succulent flesh, she leaps into the air and throws her dagger at one vile zombie, while leaving her sword to cleave the beast in half- at least that's what she pictures in her mind as she leaps into the air, jiggling all over the place, as she lands gracefully with a smirk on her plump, lips!<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">To Hit Roll 22<br>Fray Roll 3</div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-01-2015, 04:01:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The last two cybercreeps meet their final death as you land, the bounce and jiggle sending a strangely pleasant wave of sensation down your spine and straight to your belly, almost as distracting as the feel of your battle bikini riding up against your sex.&nbsp; Someone <em>reeeeeally</em> perverted must have designed this costume!&nbsp; And Lynda's knowing snicker in your ear doesn't help one damn bit.<br><br><em>"When you're done testing the bounce factor on the girls,"</em> she whispers in your ear, <em>"we should probably continue through that door over there.&nbsp; Or not, if you need me to, ah, turn up the gain and let you do a little screaming."</em><br><br>Another chuckle.<br><br><em>"I forgot to ask, I think, but I'm pretty sure the Sheriff would love to frisk you good and slow."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>28-01-2015, 10:13:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She reaches out to steady her own breasts bouncing, groaning at Lynda's juvenile response. She steadies herself, concentrating and calming down, then continues through the door that Lynda mentioned. As before, she has one dagger out in her throwing hand, and her sword in her other hand. She moves with confidence and assured steps, even as her head is on a swivel looking around for danger. She decides to listen to the door first, then seeing if it's unlocked. If it's not, she'll try and kick it down.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-01-2015, 05:22:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Silence reigns behind the door, but the two bloody streaks on the floor warn that what may be beyond could well be dangerous.&nbsp; It does not seem to be locked, having been too damaged from the other side to close properly...you catch a glimpse of a roughly hexagonal corridor, broken tile and plasticrete stretching ten feet or so into deepening gloom<br><br>And beyond that is darkness, lit by blinking lights and a hint of man-shaped shadows that spark and shift but do not emerge to challenge you at the threshold.&nbsp; From here, you can almost certainly rush one of the inhabitants, at the risk of being surrounded in short order.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>01-02-2015, 11:46:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She thinks for a second, then queries Lynda, "<strong>Do I have any lights.. flares.. or torches.. anything that will cause illumination?</strong>" She can't decide if she should charge in or wait for a reply from Lynda that hopefully sheds some light on her darkened experience. <br><br>She draws both of her weapons, the small curved blade and another dagger from her pouch.<br><br>"<em>Can you make my sword glow when enemies are near?</em>" She chuckles, "I've seen that in a holovid before." She looks around at the depressing scene with half chopped up zombies and realized she needed to be more quiet and serious. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-02-2015, 22:16:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"HUD changing to night vision.&nbsp; Go for it,"</em> Lynda purrs.&nbsp; <em>"So when you get back to the office, are you gonna play with the Sheriff or just make him have really naughty showertime daydreams about your sexy ass for months?"</em><br><br>Alas, your permanent assistant seems to have a one track mind!&nbsp; At least she hasn't 'accidentally' turned up the pleasure mode again.&nbsp; That would be really very awkward right about now.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>02-02-2015, 07:09:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"<strong>I haven't thought about it Lynda.. My first job is to finish this adventure in one piece, you know- then we can think about what to do next..."</strong> She smiles slightly. <br><br>She decides to throw caution to the wind and leap through the door, trying to kick it down with one of her powerful legs. She's ready to fling a dagger or slash any foul thing that gets too close. She holds her blades up defensively as she instinctively rolls, springing to her feet as she gets through the door. She wonders where the rest of the criminals are going to be held up.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-02-2015, 05:27:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Oh, you're no fun!"</em><br><br>In the green haze of low-light vision, you see that you're now facing three more cyberzombies.&nbsp; These seem to have remnants of some sort of armor on, but are otherwise no better equipped than their brother undead.&nbsp; They look a bit fresher, though, which is disturbing on so many levels...<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Stat Block</div><div class="spoiler_body">Aaaaaand go for it!&nbsp; These guys are AC 5, but still only take one point of damage to knock out of the fight.</div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>07-02-2015, 09:35:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smirks, "Lets try to get out of here alive first before we start playing with my pleasure parameters. She grits her teeth when the zombies come into view. She tosses a dagger at the farthest zombie, then charges and slashes with her sword. She's not sure how tough they will be, she approaches them cautiously after the dagger throw and the sword strike. She is in the right stance, ready to fight. <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Fray 3<br>To Hit 15</div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-02-2015, 04:38:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Your blade finds one of the three, but the other two shift with surprising speed.&nbsp; They're dead, obviously, or undead...or whatever the correct term is for these things, but they still seem to coordinate with one another in the same way that well-trained guards or soldiers might.<br><br>Still, fortune is with you, and their strikes fail to connect.&nbsp; One of them comes dangerously close, though!<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Zombie Attacks</div><div class="spoiler_body">Comment: Attacks each at +4<br>Result: 15 + 4 is 19.&nbsp; Not good enough!<br>6 + 4 = Miss</div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikal/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>11-02-2015, 09:51:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She winces as she half-expects her arm to shut down from everything. She strikes at them, sending her long blade arching through the air. Sparks flew as her weapon hit the remnants of the armor on a shoulder. She whips another dagger at the closest guy, then flicks it, watching as the blade twirls around. She winces, "Lovely."<br><br>She charges the nearest zombie, sending her sword arcing towards the deceased creature. She gripped her sword tightly as she hoped the metal tasted diseased zombie flesh immediately. <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2015-02-11 02:46:45, magikal (uid: 18867) rolls: 1d20a10 Result: 24 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=72028)<br>72027&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2015-02-11 02:46:09&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2015-02-11 02:46:09, magikal (uid: 18867) rolls: 1d8 Result: 4 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=72027)<br>Damage 1d8+3= 7<br></div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-02-2015, 19:10:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Success! Both cyberzombies fall to pieces and cease to be a tactical concern, leaving you in control of the room.&nbsp; A cursory examination of the room turns up a security card-key and another card e-voucher.&nbsp; Touching the latter brings up a quick note in the HUD that reads <em>+300 Cr</em>.<br><br><em>Ahhh, treasure</em>, Lynda snickers.&nbsp; <em>"Best part of the job, besides the fucking.&nbsp; Okay, space cowgirl, onward and downward.&nbsp; If you wish it, that is."</em><br><br>From here, there is a corridor in the center of the north wall that ends in a t-intersection.&nbsp; A sign pointing to the right reads "hydroponics" and one pointing left says "Secure Facility One".
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>16-02-2015, 09:23:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Lynda.. do we have schematics of this base somewhere? I'm assuming hydroponics were used for growing food?' She shrugs and heads to the hydroponics lab first, her sword and throwing dagger in her hand, ready to be used at a fraction of an instance if needed. She checked the door, listened to it if it was locked, and then did her best to kick it down and storm the inhabitants.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-02-2015, 19:20:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Nope!&nbsp; Just a friendly, handy-dandy automap.&nbsp; Can't make things too easy on the players, you understand.&nbsp; Plus, technically, most of the records would have been lost due to some really unpleasant stuff in the back-story of the world.&nbsp; Which translates to 'lazy programmers' but you didn't hear me say that."</em><br><br>The door is not locked, nor even all that secure...but kicking it down releases a horrible stench and a cloud of mold spores down the hallway.&nbsp; Whatever produce was grown here has long since rotted to a putrid, fetid puddle of slime and mold.&nbsp; Reeling back from the door, you feel sick and dizzy, and a little box on the HUD goes orange and blinks.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Save vs Physical Effect</div><div class="spoiler_body">Result: 7...fail!&nbsp; -2 to all to-hit rolls for next 20 minutes scale time due to dizziness.</div></div><br><em>"Status effect just went on.&nbsp; Guess you inhaled, huh?&nbsp; Now we just have to hope that those aren't the sort that have permanent effects."</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>18-02-2015, 09:34:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She's finding herself breathing a little raggedly, "Lynda.. can you adjust the parameters of the game world so I'm irresistible to the opposite sex?" She tests her flexibility, "And also change my avatar so I'm flexible.. like double jointed and can get into crazy positions."<br><br>She retrieves the security card and puts it inside of her costume, or at least tries to, "Do we know what this goes to?" She decides to proceed down the hallway, both hands on her weapons, taking one measured step at a time, with an eye out for trouble.<br><br>She follows the sign to the secure facility one and hopes the keycard works there. She will look to see if she notices anything or encounters anyone before using the keycard. She is weary and ready for a tumble as she slots the card to hopefully gain entry. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-02-2015, 04:40:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sorry, hon, we're already in play.&nbsp; That pretty much locks in your stats.&nbsp; As for being irresistible to the boys...looked in a mirror recently?&nbsp; I think that cute sheriff was about ready to, ah, need a bit of a cold shower by the time you left!"&nbsp; Lynda giggles.&nbsp; "And so will most of the gals."<br><br>Taking things slowly seems to be a good idea, and after a while your head clears.&nbsp; The first thing you encounter is a recessed door on your left, but it does not have a cardslot.&nbsp; Ahead of you, the corridor ends in a much sturdier looking door that <em>does</em>.&nbsp; Assuming you proceed straight ahead...<br><br>Yuck.<br><br>Well, this used to be some sort of command center before someone tore the place up, splattered the inhabitants in a random fashion, and then fashioned the remains of three of the workstations into something like a cyberzombic throne of utter doom.&nbsp; That isn't the worst part of it, though!&nbsp; The worst part is that Goldilocks is still here, with a massive chain-saw sort of sword balanced across his cadaverous knees, glowing red cybereyes flickering at you in a menacing fashion.<br><br>"An intruder," he says, voice crackling and hissing from the filters and damage to the biological portions of his frame.&nbsp; "How delightful!&nbsp; And this one is armed with something traditional.&nbsp; So much more interesting than the last few."<br><br>He stands with a click and a whirr, and fuck you if he isn't almost seven feet of cybernetically boosted living-impaired ex-citizen.<br><br>"I will enjoy this," he promises as he strides forward, his wicked weapon coming into line far faster than it seems it ought to...<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Stat Block</div><div class="spoiler_body">HD 3 AC 7 +6 BAB 1d8+2 Damage, Boss</div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>21-02-2015, 10:36:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia frowns when Lynda relays her the news that no updates can be made on the fly. She continues walking down the hallway, looking for anything out of the ordinary, or a card slot. She breathes a sigh of relief when her head clears up. She finds herself running her fingers up and down her blades as she is exploring. When she finally slides the card, she waits in anticipation. She wrinkles her nose in disgust as the aromas waft through the seemingly abandon room. She gasps as she sees Goldilocks in person. She looked at him as he stood up and approached her, she was sizing him up and knew he would be formidable. <br><br>She realized that he would be much better than the average zombie, so she knew she had to do well. She decided to fling several of her daggers at him and see how he responded to them, while falling into a defensive crouch, balancing on the balls of her feet and ready to quickly change her momentum. She was ready to leap and roll out of the way if his sword was used for attacking
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-02-2015, 03:57:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Your attacks are on target, but too much of the cyber-corpse is armor-plated, no longer vital or weak...and several of your knives bounce off and clatter to the ground.&nbsp; He responds by lashing out, one edge of his weapon scoring your arm as it passes far too close--the cut stings a little, burns...but you're still in the fight, and still basically okay.&nbsp; For now.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mia's Attack</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: MadPanda rolled: 1d20, adding 11 to the total<br>Comment: To Hit<br>Result: 5, <br>Total: 16...MISS</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Boss Attack</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: MadPanda rolled: 1d20, adding 7 to the total<br>Comment: To Hit<br>Result: 15, <br>Total: 22...HIT</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Boss Damage</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: MadPanda rolled: 1d8, adding 2 to the total<br>Comment: Damage<br>Result: 2, <br>Total: 4 = 1 hit</div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>25-02-2015, 09:21:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia winces as she gets struck on her arm, pausing for a second, deciding to grip her sword with both hands. She runs full speed, leaps into the air, and slashes the foul creature with her sword in an X pattern. She spits onto the floor and snarls at the zombie cyborg, "Is that all you got? C'mon.. show me something!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-03-2015, 04:25:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mia's Attack</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: MadPanda rolled: 1d20, adding 11 to the total<br>Comment: Mia's Attack<br>Result: 11, <br>Total: 22</div></div><br>This time, your sword bites steel and flesh on the first pass, and then more deeply on the second as he staggers, loses his balance, and falls...crashing to the ground with a final, fatal electronic whine of despair and agony!&nbsp; You can almost hear Lynda letting out a relieved sigh.<br><br><em>"That guy was tougher than I expected!&nbsp; Guess we need to get you some improved training when we can reach the next hub, huh?&nbsp; Still, not bad for a beginner."</em><br><br>After a quick rest to catch your breath, and the HUD-assisted recovery of a sack of antique coins that look quite valuable, Lynda asks you the obvious question: "<em>What now?&nbsp; Want to go check out those side passages off the first room, or do you wanna go get busy with Mister Sheriff?"</em><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Recovery</div><div class="spoiler_body">And you recover 1 HP, which is all you'd taken.</div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>06-03-2015, 05:27:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks at Lynda, "So.. I would just log off and wake up if I got killed here, right?"<br><br>Mia reaches out and takes the coins. "Let's continue with the rest of this map.." She motions for Lynda to pull up a map, figuring out how many more "areas of interest" there are on the map.<br><br>Mia thinks for a moment, "Once we're done with this quest.. Is there.. any software patches or upgrades I can do to make myself.. or rather, my avatar stronger, tougher, and sexier.. not that those things necessarily go together."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-03-2015, 05:47:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"Uhm...I don't know."</em>&nbsp; Lynda pauses.&nbsp; <em>"I hope so.&nbsp; I mean, it'd really suck if you got really seriously dead for real or something."</em><br><br>The map pops up in HUD again, showing the two main branches off of the first room...one to the 'east' and one to the 'west'.<br><br><em>"Oh, you'll level up in time.&nbsp; That's built in.&nbsp; You just have to get there!&nbsp; This is an Arr Pee Gee, after all.&nbsp; Got to let the players advance without forcing a grind somehow, right?"</em>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>06-03-2015, 09:19:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smirks, "Yes.. permadeath has to suck." She looks at the map and backtracks, heading down the west path first. <br><br>"Uhm, I only played games on my mobile.. and, mostly while I was taking the tram to and from work.. so, I'm not sure what an arr pee gee is.. or grinding.." She chuckles, "Unless you mean from sex, but I don't think you do.."<br><br>She checks the HUD to see if it displays current time back on earth, wondering how long she had already been in the game, then get's a better idea, "Lynda.. how long has it been since I logged in for the first time... in hours and minutes, if possible?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-03-2015, 17:41:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, Arr Pee Gee...roleplaying game.&nbsp; And grinding is, uhm, besides what you're thinking, is doing pointless little mini-routines for small benefits.&nbsp; There isn't any of the latter in this, but possibly a ton of the former."&nbsp; Lynda's purr seems quite suggestive somehow.&nbsp; "Time's pretty relative, though.&nbsp; You're probably in here until someone fixes that bug.&nbsp; Which means that someone has to find out about the bug..."<br><br>You reach the western path from the first room, and it's pretty brief.&nbsp; There's a door in the wall ahead, and then the hallway turns to the right.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>08-03-2015, 09:10:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods as Lynda explains what an RPG is, thinking for a second, "<strong>Wait a second.. I'm stuck in here?</strong>" She looks around worriedly, <strong>"What happens if we shut down the program? Can we.. send a message to tech support</strong>?" She thinks for a second, "<strong>Is there.. one of my friends, ok, ex boyfriends,&nbsp; used to play an online game.. Zoom Landers or something.. Can we.. can't you send a message to him and have him.. come to my house and disconnect me?</strong>" She was worried and panicked, especially if she was somehow trapped in here. <strong>"This is crazy.. games are supposed to be fun.. not kill people!"</strong><br><br>"Are there any backdoors to get to the code for this world.. You know, like where the program is being ran from?" She was drawing at straws, hoping she could find something that made sense and would let her return to her room.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-03-2015, 19:09:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sorry, hon.&nbsp; It's just you and me and your lovely twins in here," Lynda says, sounding not at all sorry.&nbsp; "We might be lucky enough to find another player at some point who isn't stuck and see if they can help, but that's only at higher levels.&nbsp; First hub or so doesn't allow for Player versus player, and we're not really party-oriented yet."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>09-03-2015, 00:25:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh.. fucking fantastic!" she says in desperation. "Ok.. What's the fastest way to level up then?" She thinks for a second, "Can you set up a notification on my screen if there is another player logged on with us at the same time?" She waits until Lynda says she has done that before continuing.<br><br>She continues walking down the hallway until she sees the door. She listens at the door for anyone on the other side, then kicks the door down and is ready to throw daggers at any zombies she sees.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-03-2015, 04:29:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The door is partially open, and pushing beyond it assaults the nose with an odor of stale sweat and other general odors of a barracks without good ventilation...which is exactly what the room beyond appears to have been, given the underlying coppery tang of freshly spilled blood in the air.&nbsp; What a mess.&nbsp; Nothing more to see in here...<br><br>Your reflexes save you from more than the most minor of scratches when three scabby, wide-eyed, gibbering men in the bare rags of what were once uniforms charge the door.&nbsp; Fortunately, only two of them can get close enough to attack, but that's good enough.&nbsp; Unfortunately, in the sudden rush and shock, your thrown knives went wide and clatter somewhere in the dark beyond the doorway, impotent.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mia</div><div class="spoiler_body">To Hit<br>Result: 1, <br>Total: 12 = Miss<br>Comment: Fray<br>Total: 1 = Miss</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Bandits 1 and 2<br>Comment: Bandit To Hit</div><div class="spoiler_body">Total: 21 = Hit<br>&nbsp;Damage<br>Result: 5 = 1 HP Damage<br>Comment: Bandit To Hit<br>Total: 9 = Miss</div></div>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>13-03-2015, 10:03:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She groans as the disgusting odors waft through the air, a flicker of determination flashes on her face as she slashes with her sword, swooping through the air with the arc of her swordswing leading the way. She cries out as one of the bandit's attacks scratch her, she takes a few steps backwards, dancing, as her sword swirls around her in an 8, daring anyone, or anyone to come closer and taste her succulent flesh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-03-2015, 19:43:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mia's Actions</div><div class="spoiler_body">Comment: To Hit 1d20+11<br>Result: 13...24 = Hit!<br>Damage d8+3 = 4 = 1 Hit<br>Fray Die 1d8 = 5 = 1 Hit</div></div><br>Your sword bites flesh once on the downswing and again on the backswing as you complete the graceful figure eight, sending both starving bandits stumbling, falling, bleeding out.&nbsp; The last one rushes you with all the desperation imaginable from a starving, deranged prisoner granted a single shot at life and freedom!<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Last Bandit Standing</div><div class="spoiler_body">Comment: Bandit To Hit<br>Result: 13...15 = Miss</div></div><br>Desperation does not grant skill, and his lunge is off target, weak.&nbsp; He is probably used to shooting his victims from a distance instead of fighting up close like this.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>15-03-2015, 21:31:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia grips her sword tighter and jumps through the air, sending her blade in a wide arc, towards the hapless, zombie miscreant. She gets out a dagger as she lands and flicks two more at the beast for good measure. Looking and watching to make sure he doesn't continue to struggle or resist, before surveying the room and looking at her options. <br><br>She looks around the room for valuables as her breathing rate slowly climbs back down to normal. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-03-2015, 21:49:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mia's Attack</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll is 13 = Miss<br>Fray die is an 8.&nbsp; Down he goes.</div></div><br>You miss with your blade, but the thrown daggers are true and the last creep standing drops like a poleaxed cow with two daggers where his eyes used to be and the third sticking out of his throat.&nbsp; Yuck.<br><br>A quick look around turns up some pretty baubles and bits that look valuable, probably around 255 creds worth between them...which is all these three goofballs had on them.<br><br>And then you hear a cry for help from up the hallway!&nbsp; A feminine cry...that cuts off in an slapping noise and a shriek of pain!&nbsp; Sounds like someone needs help!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>15-03-2015, 22:18:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia makes sure her breasts are properly in place and then goes running towards the sound, dashing down the hallway at full speed. She decides to shoulder bash down the door, if it appears to be a normal door. If the door explodes around her shoulder like she wishes, she'll roll into a ball, then jump in the air and throw daggers at whomever is accosting the woman- or feminine sounding man.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-03-2015, 22:40:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The door at the end of the hallway yields at once--it was not terribly secured, nor locked.&nbsp; There, on the far side, in the brief moment before you explode into violent action, your eyes take in the victim...pretty, black, buxom, and thoroughly naked except for the cruel ropes biting her sensitive flesh in a shibari-style harness, dangling helplessly from her wrists and standing on tiptoe as a rampantly erect bandit in body armor whips her bottom with a cane.&nbsp; She turns her tear-filled, pleading fact to you as the door crashes open...as does he.<br><br>His face is one you won't forget in your nightmares very soon.&nbsp; He's on half the wanted posters back in the Sheriff's office...wanted dead or alive, preferably dead.<br><br>By the time you remember that he's probably not only armored but armed, he drops the cane and goes diving for a gun lying on a chair off to one side...<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mia's Attack</div><div class="spoiler_body">Result: 15 + 9 = 24 = A solid hit!<br>Damage roll is 7 + Str of 3 = 10...4 hits.&nbsp; Enough to kill him outright!&nbsp; Well done.</div></div><br>You get there first, and his head goes rolling into a corner, leaving you the mistress of the battlefield and soon to be consolation provider of the prisoner!&nbsp; Although, now that you have a further moment to consider it, the scent of her arousal is also in the air.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>15-03-2015, 22:48:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia wrinkles her nose in disgust as the headless body starts gushing out blood. She looks around for a sack, asking quietly,&nbsp; "Lynda.. can you take a picture of this body.. or do we have to bring in the head or something?"<br><br>"You're safe miss.." She says as she heads to release her. "How did you get here, Miss?" she says as she works on the restraints. She looks her over, "Are you into this.. bondage stuff, miss?" she asks as she starts untying the knots. She looks around for an outfit for the damsel to wear.<br><br>She whispers, "Lynda.. what can you tell me about her?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-03-2015, 23:07:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"No need.&nbsp; The trophy is considered automatic by the subroutines.&nbsp; Ain't technology fun?&nbsp; And here's your reward, one horny submissive, all ready for comforting."</em><br><br>The girl...she can't be much over eighteen, or at least that's how she's rendered, sniffles and sobs with relief as you untie her, clinging to you desperately.<br><br>"Please, he hasn't...he didn't...it's been <em>hours</em>!"&nbsp; She gives you another pleading look.&nbsp; "I'm so frustrated!"&nbsp; Then she offers you her lips with a soft and needy moan.&nbsp; "He said...I needed a real man to show me...to make me like men...but..."<br><br><em>"Her name is Senti.&nbsp; She's one of the townsfolk.&nbsp; Been missing for a day or three.&nbsp; And from her reaction, I think she likes you,"</em> Lynda sniggers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>15-03-2015, 23:15:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia looks at her, "Hi.. is your name Senti?" She's surprised when she kisses her, or overs her her lips. "Uhm, you need it every few hours, Senti? And.. you're.. uhm, you like women?" She hugs her, "Uhm, I don't have any equipment like that.." She looks around to see if there happens to be other sexual aides for helping Senti. She locks the door, then disrobes, looking at her own figure, before looking at Senti. "You're very beautiful." she says to Senti. She moves in and kisses Senti on the lips, hard, her hands reaching around and pulling Senti close as she kisses her passionately.<br><br>Mia grins and can't believe she just did that. "Uhm.. wow." She says as she can actually feel her own heart racing, she looks at the hud, she whispers, "Lynda.. is.. her arousal effecting me somehow?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-03-2015, 23:21:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't like men," the young woman moans softly.&nbsp; "So they beat me...punishment before they stuff me with their tools."<br><br>She kisses you eagerly, her tongue invading your mouth.<br><br>"I prefer a woman's touch," she promises softly, pulling your hands to her bottom.&nbsp; "And I like to be spanked...and teased...but they haven't let me come in days, and those trouser worms do nothing for me at all.&nbsp; And you saved me from...from <em>that</em>...so I wanna..."<br><br>She sinks to her knees, wraps her arms around your thighs, puts her hands on your ass, and kisses your bare tummy.<br><br>"I want to reward the sexy knight in cheesecake armor!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>15-03-2015, 23:39:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia had never had such an offer before, she was a bit shocked. She didn't say anything, just slowly nodding. She kissed the girl back, closing her eyes, then pressed herself against her. Whimpering softly as she knew this program had a great power for immersion, she felt like she was actually there, actually kissing this girl- that was just a piece of complicated software. She squeezes her butt as the girl guides her hands there. "You get.. off from being spanked?" She had never heard such a thing, obviously that would be a lot of teen's dreams. She wondered how much of this was some absurd fantasy. "Mmhmm.. I must.. I've never done something like this before.. but, it feels very nice." She closes her eyes as Senti continues touching her with erotic intent.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-03-2015, 00:01:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Senti nuzzles your sex, right through the bottom part of your battle armor.<br><br>"Yes...I adore being spanked and teased, tied up...ordered to do wicked things."&nbsp; She smiles up at you.&nbsp; "Being bound and taken by a sexy woman is one of my favorite fantasies, but all the girls around here are straight little arrows.&nbsp; That's why these assholes kidnapped me.&nbsp; I was...easier to get away with taking."&nbsp; Something painful and dark flashes in her eyes for a moment.&nbsp; "But if you take me away from here, I'll be anything you want."<br><br>She bites her lower lip.<br><br>"I'll even be wiling to share you, if you like men, too," she whispers, blushing.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>16-03-2015, 00:42:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at the woman as she made her admission of what drives her for pleasure. "That's very interesting."<br><br>She grins and lifts her chin up so she is standing, "Find some clothes.. we're going to leave this foul place." <br><br>Mia fixes her own armor, so she's covered up once again, then does a quick scan for any valuables in the room. She checks for the usual places for credits, having Lynda scan the room before leaving with a hopefully clothed Senti. "Senti.. what do you want to do with your life.. are you content just.. keeping a home clean and making love when your partners are home?" She wasn't sure exactly what she would do with a female girlfriends, all of the ones she ever had before she did shopping together and had no interest to see them naked. Could Senti be trained as a traveling companion, maybe taking up bow or crossbow?<br><br>After everything is settled she'll head back to the town, finding out if she has a home and dropping Senti off their first before checking in with the Sheriff and letting him know their first mission has concluded. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-03-2015, 03:09:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Nobody's ever asked me that before," Senti shrugs, 'borrowing' a spare pair of trousers and a shirt from the lead bandit's pack.&nbsp; "I guess I always hoped that sooner or later I'd figure something out but, uhm, odds are my clan'll have me married off to some dumb guy who doesn't mind me fucking his chambermaids as long as he gets to put it in and try to make heirs."<br><br>Her rude gagging noise fills in the part about her own opinion.<br><br>"Maybe if I'd had a chance at some higher education or something...but we're a poor world, and a poor clan to boot, so it's housework and fieldwork and not much else unless I get off this rock."<br><br>She trots along beside you, glancing at you with open appreciation from time to time.&nbsp; While she's being polite about it and not returning her part of the conversation to bedroom matters, it's pretty obvious she's still thinking about how to get you out of your armor and into a hot tub or bed.<br><br>Finally you reach that first room.&nbsp; The last branch left unexplored is indeed an option, or you can proceed with your departure.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>16-03-2015, 09:05:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks at Senti, "Stay behind me.. I'm going to finish clearing this place out.. and, it's not safe for you." She withdraws her sword and takes two daggers out of the sheathe on her thigh. She approaches the left branch of the compound, wondering what she will find. She checks to make sure Senti is 10 or 15 feet behind her and out of danger. "If anything happens to me..&nbsp; just, run outside and don't look back, ok?"<br><br>Mia hopes nothing happens to her, she has to get out of this damn game so she can return to her body- if she's even still alive and has a body to return to, that is.<br><br>She walks down the left branch, cautiously, ready to slash anyone or anything that jumps out at her. She will quietly listen to any door that she finds as she continues to map out the entire compound thanks to Lynda's automapping. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-03-2015, 04:31:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It doesn't take long to reach the tee-intersection at the end of the short hallway.&nbsp; There are doors to both the left and right.<br><br>"Uhm, just so you know, I'm picking up indications of an unstable structure to the right," Lynda purrs.&nbsp; "And I think your new little friend is drooling over her view of your ass.&nbsp; I'm surprised she isn't already...ah, never mind, there she goes."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>17-03-2015, 08:33:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks at Senti, winking at her when she sees her gazing at her curvy butt, "Stay here.. this next room isn't safe.. the entire wing of the building might come crashing down.. ok?" She walks cautiously over to the door and pushes it open, ready to leap and grab onto a mountain if it's more secure. <br><br>Mia wonders what Senti is going to do as she carefully approaches the door and listens. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-03-2015, 04:16:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Senti nods, making a quiet sound that seems half whimper, half sigh...longing?&nbsp; Well, she did say she was awfully frustrated after prolonged arousal, poor girl.<br><br>The door slides open, but not easily, as if the runners and tracks are damaged.&nbsp; Beyond is a smorgasbord of dusty storage crates, piled haphazardly.&nbsp; Probably nothing worth risking your neck for in there.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>22-03-2015, 12:30:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She heads to the left door and then pauses&nbsp; she is thinking for a moment, "Senti.. you can.. touch yourself if you think that would help?"<br><br>She listens to the left door and is ready to charge inside, wanting to make sure she she's prepared before barging in on something unexpected.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-03-2015, 19:37:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Not a good idea," Senti admits.&nbsp; "I might not be paying attention to anything dangerous."&nbsp; She lets out a sigh, and you get the impression that she's admiring your butt again.<br><br>Lynda's sniggering commentary on the attitude of the dialogue writers is almost expected, and the Cheshire Catwoman's disembodied opinion does not disappoint.<br><br>The other door...there are noises behind it.&nbsp; Sounds like at least two beasts of a generally canine nature in there...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>23-03-2015, 04:03:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smirks, "I can wait a few minutes for you to uhm.. take care of business." She grins and nods, "Ok.." She listens to the next door. "There's bad creatures inside.. stay out here where you're safe." She kicks down the door and is ready to throw daggers into anything and everything that moves- at least if it appears hostile!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-03-2015, 04:27:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kicking in the door reveals a pair of ferocious looking canines, fangs bared and hackles raised, glaring at you with grim intent.&nbsp; Behind them a tough looking outlaw in heavier armor holds them back on leashes.&nbsp; Seeing you, his eyes dip to your boobs for a moment before he realizes that you have a&nbsp; perfectly serviceable sword...and he drops the leashes to grab for a gun at his hip!<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mia's Turn</div><div class="spoiler_body">Attack 14 +9 =23 HIT!<br>Damage d8+3...11!&nbsp; 4 hits. <br>Fray...4 for 1 more hit.</div></div><br>The dogs close, but you bend fluidly and sweep your blade in a graceful, deadly arc, spinning into their charge and through it, opening the last bandit up like a Pez dispenser as his pets collapse and bleed out behind you with little more than a sharp cry of beastly agony apiece.&nbsp; His gun clears the holster, but he dies and loses his grip before he can bring it to bear, so it falls to the ground with a metallic clunk.<br><br>Behind you, you can hear the disgusted squeak of alarm from your new friend, followed by her last meal hitting the floor as she reacts to the scent and sight of the results.<br><br>"B-better them than you," she calls out a moment later, as if trying to let you know that she's not about to accuse you of being some sort of monster.<br><br>The now deceased bandit is partially blocking another door.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>23-03-2015, 05:21:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks back at Senti with a grim smile, then approaches her and talks softly, "Sorry, killing baddies and making the world a safer place is what I do every day.. The.. violence is grossing me out too but I can't think about it otherwise I couldn't do my job.. I mean, you're happier I can release you then stay here, right?"<br><br>She looks around the room for any valuables, then flings the body out of the way, ready to continue finishing off this map. As before, she walks with a dancer's grace and a swordswoman's determination. Her sword bounces ever so slightly with every step, ready to defend herself or attack if necessary. Her other hand delicately caresses the edge of the dagger's handle, ready to flick at a moment's notice. She continues past the blocked door. "C'mon Senti.. stay behind me."<br><br>Mia is on edge as she approaches the next doorway, listening again and entering the doorway, heading inside.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-03-2015, 06:01:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The room beyond appears to be the bandits' storehouse...lots of odds and ends, sacks of ration packs, boxes of ammo, and the like are scattered about.&nbsp; There is also a small safe that resists your attempts to crack it open.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Safecracking</div><div class="spoiler_body">Security roll is...7.&nbsp; Not quite enough.</div></div><br>Senti follows and looks around with wide eyes.<br><br>"Holy Toledo!&nbsp; Oh...hey, here.&nbsp; I just bet this'll open that."<br><br>She digs something out of her borrowed trousers and passes it over--a key, possibly to the safe?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>23-03-2015, 06:04:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Are you hungry?" she reaches to take on of the ration sacks. <br><br>She laughs, "Toledo? Is.. that some made up place?" She takes the key and tries it. "Yeah, no problem in finding out if it works.. That would be great if it did." She grins and slides the key in the lock, opening the safe, and looking what is inside of it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-03-2015, 06:10:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Senti eagerly accepts the rations, tearing into them with a desperation that hints at worse deprivation than mere beating and sexual frustration.<br><br>"I dunno.&nbsp; It was something my grandfather always said.&nbsp; I just...y'know.&nbsp; Like that."<br><br>The safe slides open.&nbsp; Jackpot!&nbsp; Eight gorgeous pieces of silver jewelry and a number of the flat bars used for local off-net currency are inside.&nbsp; Might take a bit of figuring to get the proper total since these aren't all one denomination, but it looks like a fair haul!&nbsp; Now you just need to get everything back to town.<br><br>Another message pops up on your HUD:<br><br><strong>Dungeon complete!&nbsp; Exit to Town: Y/N?</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>23-03-2015, 19:08:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grabs all of the 'loot', touching it and seeing if it adds to her balance or not. If it doesn't, then she will pick it up and bring it with her, if it does sparkle and disappear, she will just touch it all to make sure it's counted on her tally.<br><br>She then looks at Senti and nods, reaching out to click "Y" on the interface. She wonders if Senti will follow her or appear with her as this portion of the game is complete. She waits to see what happens next.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-03-2015, 19:32:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Everything sparkles nicely, adding to your tally.&nbsp; Touching the 'Y' causes a moment of disorientation, and then you are standing in the same place you started the game, only this time you have a busty young woman clinging to one arm and squealing in mingled fear and excitement.<br><br>"Warn me before you do that!"<br><br>Senti hugs your arm more tightly, her breasts rubbing against your muscles, pouting playfully.<br><br>"Can I borrow some money so I can go get a bath and a room over at the hotel?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>23-03-2015, 19:43:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks around, then asks Lynda, "What does a bath and room cost? Is there any land I can purchase within the town limits?" She wondered how much money she had and what it would cost to buy what she wanted, she had no idea about the world's economy.<br><br>She smirks and looks at Senti, "Sorry hon.. I'm still getting used to things myself.. I'll do better in the future... This ought to do it.. clean yourself up and get a room."<br><br>She kisses Senti on the cheek, "I need to see the Sheriff about finishing the bounty," she says as she gets ready to give Senti a few coins then head to meet with the Sheriff.<br><br>"I'll be back later.. have fun." she says as she walks to find the Sheriff.<br><br>"Lynda.. how much are the parcels of land around here.. could I develop a gaming casino.. or even a casino with entertainment attached.. maybe if I had a well developed place, people from outside would come here and they could relay a message for me to get help."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-03-2015, 19:53:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Ten creds ought to do it...which gives her some extra to get some better clothes and order room service for two," Lynda says, just as that amount comes out of your balance.&nbsp; "We don't have hub development as an option, but that's actually a good idea.&nbsp; I think if they get this thing on-market there may be plans to allow for custom hubs, so you might get your chance.&nbsp; Now let's go see Mister Yummy about that reward."<br><br>The Sheriff doesn't seem to have moved from behind his desk all day, but he smiles when you enter...and smiles even more when you present the evidence of your achievements.<br><br>"Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes?&nbsp; As is this.&nbsp; Here you go, your usual fee and the reward for this idiot."&nbsp; Your cred balance shoots up by 2500!&nbsp; "I hope it wasn't too much trouble."<br><br>His eyes go back to lingering on your breasts.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>24-03-2015, 02:04:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She thinks for a second, "Lynda.. are there any options to modify the existing code.. to say- add a hub builder.. or, buy some of the digital property here? Can we.. stretch the limits of the program even if it was set up for that?" <br><br>She smiles, "No trouble at all, sir.. I was thinking.. do you know who handles real estate in this town? I want to open up a business.. like a saloon... as well as a place for entertaining guests.. especially people passing through or traveling from other towns.. Maybe you could.. deputize me even, so I can act in your stead.. and help maintain law and order 'round here?" she asks with a smile, placing her hands on her hips and not stopping his ogling of her voluptuous body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-03-2015, 22:36:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Like I said, not this build.&nbsp; But if you get enough, you could probably buy a building.&nbsp; Let me go hunt around while you fuck that pretty girl in the hotel and I'll see what I can dig up.&nbsp; Might be an unlockable or something that I don't have access to right this second.&nbsp; Weirder shit's happened already this cycle alone."<br><br>The Sheriff grimaces.<br><br>"I'd love to, honest, but I don't think the Lord Mayor'd stand for it and, as you know, he kind of has final veto over that sort of thing.&nbsp; Plus there's your Sisterhood.&nbsp; Better to keep you on contract only, just in case you have to go further afield.&nbsp; I mean..."&nbsp; His eyes drop, lingering on your belly.&nbsp; "I appreciate your skills, and you're a real help in keeping the lawless element down.&nbsp; But unless you're in pursuit of someone from town, you'd be out of your jurisdiction on these other little projects.&nbsp; Not to mention they'd be like to think of you as, ah, domesticated more'n deputized."<br><br>He blushes.<br><br>"Sorry.&nbsp; That's just how it is."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>29-03-2015, 10:10:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded as Lynda explained the situation to her, she made a motion for Lynda to inform her if anything was indeed found out so she would be notified immediately.<br><br>She looks at the Sherriff, "I know about my sisterhood, a little less about the mayor though.. I will gladly go talk to him though."<br><br>Mia flicks her wrist and a dagger appears from her scabbard, "Someone might call me a domestic.. but, they would be sorely mistaken."<br><br>She nods and slides her dagger back inside the pouch as she looks around. "Thank you for your time." She heads back to her room, wondering if Senti was still present still. She looked around for Senti, wondering where the girl was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-03-2015, 19:24:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"All right.&nbsp; See you around, maybe?"<br><br>The Sheriff's appreciative attention follows you out, and a dotted red line on the HUD guides you to the hotel and upstairs to a private room.&nbsp; Strangely enough, nobody tries to stop you from just barging in.&nbsp; Probably an element of the game design.<br><br>Inside you find Senti luxuriating in a bathtub.&nbsp; By the soft sounds she's making, she's easing a bit of frustration!&nbsp; Too bad the bubbles block your view.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>30-03-2015, 09:53:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She waves to the sheriff, glancing back at him as she knows he's watching her backside. She smirks and bounces out of the police house, following the red line on the ground. She heads inside the room, looking at Senti. She looks at where she imagines Lynda is, "Can any items.. for female pleasure be purchased and delivered to my room.. or, just appear in some of the furniture if I order them?"<br><br>Mia had never been with a woman before, although she has appreciated a beautiful woman. She looks at Senti's shoulders, seeing if the curves and the nakedness does anything for her, seeing if she has any signs of arousal from Senti's body. She's not sure how she will feel about it, she doesn't think she has any prejudging, she waits to see how her body handles the stimulus. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>31-03-2015, 06:59:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Use your imagination," Lynda answers softly, giggling...<br><br>Senti looks up with a guilty start, then smiles.<br><br>"Are you going to take over, or shall I finish for you?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>31-03-2015, 08:46:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She wonders just what is possible, then thinks about having handcuffs, seeing if they appear out of thin air. If it does indeed appear out of nowhere, she decides to get a little spicy with her adventures, she gets a regular S&amp;M box of goodies, from blindfolds, to handcuffs, to feathers, to nipple clamps, and even different leather straps that could be used for different stimulation.<br><br>She inhales deeply and holds her breath when Senti asks. "I'm sorry Senti.. this.. I've never done anything like this.. or even thought about it before.. I mean, I never thought I would ever think about it." She walks closer towards her, "Do you.. what do you remember about living here? What is your oldest memory?" She grins, "What brings you happiness... and satisfaction?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-04-2015, 03:58:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				No toys appear, at least not at first, but something pops up in the HUD:<br><br>Basic concubine package: 10<br>Expanded concubine package: 20<br>Full-time Submissive Bonus Kink package: 50<br><br>Thinking about a box of goodies highlights that last one...and starts a brief catalog of what's included, which apparently pays for a 'month' of lodging for Senti, plus goodies, plus making her willing and eager presence a permanent part of your game arc.&nbsp; That's the essence of the clutter text scattered amongst the explicit visuals, anyway.<br><br>Senti bites her lip, and by the way the water sloshes she's hurrying things along pretty well.<br><br>"I...I just...kinda lonely and all, 'cause most guys only want someone to cook and clean and look after their kids and stuff, and I kind of want more out of my life...oooo..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>01-04-2015, 09:32:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She reaches out her finger to select the 50 package, wondering what effect it will have on Senti. She waited and looked at her for any reaction. She smiles, "Well, we'll see what we can do, ok Senti?" She looks into the goodies, wondering if there are any devices she could use to rub or stimulate Senti, especially since she wasn't sure how she felt about all of this still. <br><br>She reaches out to click on bonus kink package, wondering exactly what it contained, she didn't want Senti so horny she couldn't think or function. She wondered if there would be some sort of sliding scale from sexless to nyphomaniac.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-04-2015, 04:23:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>Full-time Submissive...congratulations!&nbsp; You now have a permanent playmate in this Hub, and they like to be tied up, spanked, and played with!&nbsp; With the expanded toybox, you'll never be without something to do with them.&nbsp; This cost also includes a permanent living space and upkeep for your new playmate so that you will not need to worry about them wandering off or being left to fend for themselves.</em><br><br>Senti moans louder, eyes closed, fingers working herself closer to orgasm...<br><br>Meanwhile, part of the collection appears for your appraisal.&nbsp; The first thing you find is a strap-on of, uhm, impressive proportions.&nbsp; That vibrates.&nbsp; And seems self-warming.&nbsp; Oh, my!<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>03-04-2015, 08:11:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks through the items, "Lynda, it looks like the first part.. uhm, level is complete.. is there like, some growth opportunities to expand my skills or something?" She looks for a double sided tool that would be able to be used on both of them at the same time. "What are the towns rules on uhm, brothels? Could I run a brothel out of my home by modifying the layout?" She rubbed her hair, then looked through the various toys. She grabbed some nipple clamps, putting them on Senti, then grabbing both a feather and a small wooden panel.<br><br>She grabbed her own breasts, "Can we update my model at all... to make my body more of a goddess.. a sexual goddess?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-04-2015, 19:29:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Looked in the mirror recently, baby?&nbsp; You got it goin' on!&nbsp; Besides, if we make them any bigger, you'll fall over," is Lynda's somewhat crude reply.&nbsp; "As for the brothel...well, there's nothing in the code that stops you from sharing any pet NPCs you have with one another, except that NPCs can't cross hub boundaries.&nbsp; Someone probably objected to the idea of making money off of fucking during the design discussions."<br><br>Senti looks up, sees the clamps, and her expression shifts to something between eager submission and lust.<br><br>"Are those for me," she asks in a hoarse whisper.&nbsp; "Oh, fuck, and one for my clit?&nbsp; Then fuck me with that huge rubber toy..."&nbsp; She bites her lower lip.&nbsp; "I want to come for you, please!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>05-04-2015, 09:58:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks at Lynda and nods, "Please notify me if another player steps into the hub.. Can I.. set up a bounty, that if a player sets up a hub.. if an NPC interacts with them they'll get.. 1000 credits or something?"<br><br>Mia put on the nipple clamps on Senti, demonstrating how they get adjusted and put on, "This might pinch for a second.. but, I've heard it's incredible." She grins and waits for Senti's reaction,&nbsp; "Yeah.. I've only read about them before but.. they're supposed to increase pleasure and.. be used for fun."<br><br>She grabs the huge toy, seeing how to operate it, then walks over to Senti, "You've been a good companion.. so, I'll reward you Miss Senti." She started rubbing Senti with her hands, doing what she knew she liked, rubbing her neck, kissing near her ears, squeezing her shoulders, all while slowly working down the giant rubber tool with her other hand, teasing Senti's womanhood, before lining up the toy and plunging it into Senti, she started off slowly, swirling and wiggling the toy, before increasing her speed, wondering if Senti enjoyed the feelings of being stuffed beyond the filling point with the giant toy. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-04-2015, 05:06:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Being clamped seems to send Senti into a mild state of ecstasy as the young masochist grips the sides of the tub, lets her head fall back, and moans erotically.<br><br>"Oh!&nbsp; Yes...yes, please...tighter?"<br><br>She wiggles, whimpers, offers you her lips, offers to wrap her arms around your neck.<br><br>"Punish your naughty little slavegirl," she purrs, nuzzling your breasts.&nbsp; "Oh...oh, yes, fuck me with your huge toy!"<br><br>Eagerly clambering out of the tub, she bends over the side and waggles her bottom, looking up at you with a hungry, lustful expression, rubbing herself slowly while she waits for you to make the delicious connection.&nbsp; Yielding to the toy, she lets out a primal yowl and pushes back on it until her bottom brushes your belly.<br><br>"So big!&nbsp; Please...love me?&nbsp; So much better than boys...ahhhh...hurt me good, my goddess!"<br><br>Yeah, whoever wrote the dialogue for this game needed to date more often.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>11-04-2015, 11:21:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia continues sliding the huge tool in and out of Senti's womanhood, she grabs and guides it with two hands, sliding it forward slowly, then back quickly, then repeating. She had never used one of these before, only a vibrator, but she knew that Senti must be enjoying based on her reaction. She reached out with one hand and lightly twisted the nipple piercings, doing her best to add extra stimulation before pushing the tool into Senti, rocking with her, doing her best to drive her into an orgiastic frenzy. She pushes her stomach forward, guiding the tool inside of Senti, then pulls her stomach back, using her body to stimulate Senti. <br><br>She whimpers when she hears the excitement from Senti, "What can your goddess do to you?" She is blushing, a crimson flush on her chest and face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-04-2015, 00:54:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Senti yowls and moans and squirms, surrendering herself with eager abandon, barely coherent enough to answer when you ask your question.&nbsp; Turning her joyous and lustful smile half-way over one shoulder to meet your eyes, she licks her lips.<br><br>"Whatever you want!&nbsp; I am yours, Mia!&nbsp; All yours.&nbsp; Whatever you want to do to me..."<br><br>Her brain catches up to her ears and for just a moment she looks a bit ashamed, but it fades.<br><br>"Anything," she promises, reaching out to brush your arm with her fingers.&nbsp; "Hurt me, use me, spank me...put your big toy back <em>there</em>..."<br><br>Now she does look embarrassed.<br><br>"I've never done that for anyone.&nbsp; Never wanted to.&nbsp; But for you...oh, with you..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>13-04-2015, 04:14:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia withdraws the huge tool and straps it on herself, groaning as the giving part touches her own clit just right, applying gentle pressure. She presses the buttons on the side, starting the giant prick to both rotate, vibrate, and warms up. She then moves towards Senti, lining the tool up, and plunges it into Senti's womanhood again. She's not used to thrusting, since she never had before, but the tool was also stimulating her as she repeatedly plunged into and out of Senti. She tried doing the things she might like, slowing down, then speeding up suddenly, then going real slow, then going as fast as possible. The sweat was dripping off her body, as the thrusting was vigorous and taxing, especially for someone that never tried that before. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-04-2015, 04:17:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				You are amply rewarded by the pretty young woman's cries of pleasure, wordlessly singing your praises as a lover and, no doubt, as a domme as well as you thrust into her, and she climaxes at least twice before finally putting her hands on your shoulders and begging for mercy.<br><br>"B-but you haven't...you didn't...ahhh...please, let me..."<br><br>She tries to kiss you and fondle your breasts at the same time, but as pleasure-drunk as she is, she's a bit clumsy.&nbsp; This seems to embarrass her a little, but it doesn't stop her from trying to correct her mistakes.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>17-04-2015, 03:03:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She slows down and stops, then pulls off the strap on.&nbsp; She grins at her, "It is true you.. received a lot of pleasure.. you said you wanted more than you could handle, remember?" She flashes a smile, "I like receiving as well.. maybe you could.. find a toy that both of us could enjoy?" She grins, "And, I love your new jewelry.. I would.. always have been too afraid to do that.. but, maybe you've inspired me to.. pierce myself in the right spots."<br><br>She found a double sided dildo and a vibrator, then flashed a smile at Senti, "How would you like to drive me wild, my sweet love?" She waited to see what Senti wanted to do, deciding to grab another toy that would let her press a button and have it vibrate to give Senti even more pleasure. "Please.. let me show you." she said as she helped put the remote vibrator inside of Senti's lips. She was ready to give Senti a jolt or a buzz if she liked what Senti was doing to her. She laughed, "Maybe I'm not cut out to be your bosslady.. and, we both need someone to.. tie us up and spank us." She said with a laugh. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-04-2015, 00:26:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Senti blushes, bites her lower lip.<br><br>"Oh...b-both of us, spanked and bound and fucked?"<br><br>By her expression, this is not at all shocking, horrifying, or even a little troubling to the young woman.&nbsp; Instead she reaches up, seizes your head in both hands, and pulls you down for a long, lingering, tongue filled kiss.&nbsp; Breaking it off, she rolls onto her side to go searching through the ample selection of toys there on the bed, finally selecting a feel-do and shyly offering it to you.<br><br>"This part goes inside you, so we, uhm...when you thrust, it shifts inside you, too and..."&nbsp; Now she definitely looks ashamed of herself.&nbsp; "Would you put it in me...back there?&nbsp; It's supposed to hurt, but I want to try it.&nbsp; For you.&nbsp; Because a good girlfriend would."&nbsp; She smiles.&nbsp; "And I am yours to play with however you want.&nbsp; And...if we find someone to top us both..."<br><br>She pulls you close again, bestowing ample attention on your breasts and nipples before completing her thought.<br><br>"I want to feel your big rubber cock back there while she works yours with hers."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>21-04-2015, 02:11:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She asks Lynda, "Can I hire a soldier that.. can satisfy both myself and Senti? What are the rules.. if any, about that? Can I.. modify my sensations so everything feels more intense.. I was also thinking about sexual piercings for stimulation.. and possibly tattoos that express my love of pleasure."<br><br>She turns her attention back to Senti, "Yeah.. spanked and fucked.. I don't know about bound." She laughs.<br><br>As Senti approaches her and kisses her, she closes her eyes, her toes curling. She gasps softly, then watches as Senti goes looking for toys. She takes the toy that is handed her and flips it around, "I see.." She gasps, "uhm.. I guess.. if you want."<br><br>She slowly puts it on, groaning as it fits snugly in place inside of her pussy. She weakly smiles, "I'll try almost anything once." She walks towards Senti and has her bend over the bed. She lines up the plastic phallus with Senti, she starts slowly thrusting into Senti, softly and slowly at first, groaning as the thrusts cause her own clit to be rubbed, sending her into overdrive, her juices start to flow, as her body tingles from the sensations. She slowly ramps up the intensity, making sure Senti likes it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-04-2015, 20:47:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(apologies for the delay!)<br><br>Lynda's answer is non-verbal.&nbsp; As you mount Senti, who purrs with delight to feel the toy violating her, you feel something rather intense, like you're being gently double-penetrated by well-lubed, soft-textured, body temperature vibrators set to half power.<br><br>"Ohhhhhhh!&nbsp; It hurts so good!" Senti reaches between her thighs to rub herself.&nbsp; "Please, put it deeper!&nbsp; Own me!"<br><br>Half-turning, she gives you a look of intense devotion.<br><br>"Would you whip me and tie me up and make me watch you fuck and get fucked?&nbsp; Ohhhhh...knowing that you will use me like the perverted whore&nbsp; am?&nbsp; Ahhhhh...hurts so good in my ass..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>27-04-2015, 07:12:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia groans, as the thrusting is causing herself to be thrown towards the precipice of orgasm, with each thrust the shuddering inside of her seemed to get stronger. She was moaning as she started to push faster and deeper into Senti, she gritted her teeth as she continued, watching as her own breasts bounced from the thrusts. She had never thrust her hips forward before, besides in an old skit she did in high school, but the sensations were so amazing, she found herself closing her eyes as she moved faster and faster inside of Senti, moving like molten lava in and out of her pet's bottom. "uuunnhh... You will... do what your... master says!" she moves as fast as she can, her hips a blur, grinding like a jackrabbit. She held it up for as long as she could, the sensations leading her to orgasm herself, first once, then a second, and lastly a third time, as she slowed down, her entire body tingling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-04-2015, 05:00:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Senti, too, screams out her pleasure and writhes delightfully under you, and after orgasm takes you both, you are dimly aware of the young woman cuddling against you, making happy little noises before she drifts off to sleep...<br><br>Sleep!&nbsp; Do you even need it?&nbsp; It seems only a blink of an eye before you hear that damn Cat's voice in your head again.<br><br>"Okay, we're working on getting you out.&nbsp; That's the good news.&nbsp; The bad news is, this is going to take a while.&nbsp; But we are working on it, okay?&nbsp; No panicking.&nbsp; In the meantime, our dev staff heartily hope that you are enjoying this test drive.&nbsp; Now that's out of the way...there are two main mission strands on this world.&nbsp; You just completed a side quest, but you'll want to go track down those initial threads as well.&nbsp; I hate to cheat, but this'll go faster if I give you a bit of insider info instead of waiting for an arbitrary decision.&nbsp; Would you rather pursue a runaway in hopes of learning why they fled, or beat the snot out of a would-be petty tyrant?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>01-05-2015, 08:36:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks at Senti as Lynda starts giving her more information. "Oh.. that's a relief.. I thought I might be stuck here for ever.. That's, a small consolation at least." She thinks for a second, "I'm sure you can monitor the game for feedback and see what works well and what doesn't.. I think since I already did a lot of fighting and killing, next I'll track down a runaway and find out why they fled."<br><br>She thought for a second, "Will.. do I need sleep? Without it will I go crazy?" She wasn't sure if Lynda had the answers or not, but figured it couldn't hurt to ask. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-05-2015, 03:10:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sleep...uhm...can I get back to you on that one?&nbsp; But okay, plotwise, you need to go talk to the Sheriff."<br><br>Senti snuggles closer, her lips seeking one nipple and giving a delightfully powerful suck to it.<br><br>"Aaaand speaking of Mister Sheriff.&nbsp; Not your type?&nbsp; I'm sure he'd enjoy you.&nbsp; I mean, uhm, enjoy...well, yes.&nbsp; Enjoy you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>04-05-2015, 04:57:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia giggles when Senti starts sucking on a nipple. "<strong>mmhmmm... that feels good.. I'm.. I think I'm going to see the sheriff in the morning.</strong>" She giggled and moved to grab another pair of temporary nipple clamps, sliding them onto her nipples to keep them perpetually hard. She found another clit clip and had Senti put that on her, then attached a chain so that when she walked and her bosom bounced, the chains would pull on her clit and cause a mild state of pleasure.<br><br>She looked through the toys, <strong>"Which one do you think I would enjoy?"</strong> She had rarely used a dildo, plug, or vibrator before, and would certainly give anything a try if Senti thought that she would enjoy it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-05-2015, 05:09:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Senti giggles as she helps you clamp yourself, giving the chain a tug and kissing you heatedly to muffle your moans.<br><br>"So sexy!"&nbsp; She grins.&nbsp; "Who're you thinking about teasing with this look? And do you want me to come along, or should I stay here and...let my fingers wander as I wonder?"<br><br>At your question, she gives the collection a careful consideration before selecting a studded vibrator.<br><br>"This for your pussy.&nbsp; And some beads for your ass, if you'll let me pull them out?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikal/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>04-05-2015, 06:16:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia smiled, <strong>"The Sheriff.. I'm not sure if he'll be into it.. but, who knows.. maybe he will be.</strong>" Her eyes go wide when she sees the vibrator and the beads, "<strong>I've.. only used a vibrator a few times.. and never any beads.. Uhm.. will it hurt?</strong>" She waited until Senti installed both of them inside of her, she winced slightly as she parted her legs, letting Senti go to work at installing the intimate devices. She gasped as the beads were inserted into her ass, it was a strange feeling that she had never felt before. She wiggled her hips and wasn't sure what to make of the full feeling she had from both her pussy and butt being filled. <br><br>She kissed Senti goodbye, <strong>"I'm heading to the Sheriff's now.. keep yourself busy until I return."</strong> She grabbed her weapons, then headed back into the town to find the sheriff. She wondered what he would make of her as she delicately walked, flickers of pleasure on her face from the toys occupying her sensitive body. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-05-2015, 03:59:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Senti returns the kiss with plenty of tongue, giggling softly.<br><br>"When you return, will you spank me to tears and grind against me until I beg to come for you?"<br><br>She walks you to the door and kisses you again before padding over to the bed, most likely to obey your instructions.<br><br>A brisk walk (but not too brisk, all things considered), brings you back to the Sheriff's tiny office where he's looking over some two-dee paper maps.&nbsp; He glances up to greet you, blushes, and glances right back down...but from this angle you can see the nice pup tent forming in his trousers, so you're pretty sure you have his attention.<br><br>"Didn't expect to see you again.&nbsp; What can I do for you?&nbsp; If this is about that trail bounty, it's still open."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>07-05-2015, 09:48:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grins at Senti and blushes, "Something similar to that.. Good night." She heads to the sheriffs office and arrives there on time without any difficulties. Mia pulls down on her blouse, revealing her ample cleavage. "mmhmmm sheriff... I've been a naughty girl and.. need to be punished." She flashed a goofy grim at him, "Nothing permanent.. and, it must be fun.."<br><br>She dances around for the sheriff, having fun and enjoying herself. <br><br>Mia grins, "Well, actually I wanted to.. see if you could recommend a good doctor.. I've come to realize that I'm just not horny enough, Sheriff... and maybe something.. could be done to help my libido, you know?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-05-2015, 00:24:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He blushes nicely, rubs the back of his neck, and looks awfully embarrassed, but his eyes drift up to meet yours readily enough and his grin spreads slowly.<br><br>"Naughty, huh?&nbsp; I reckon you haven't been that bad.&nbsp; Nothing a nice, long, hard spanking wouldn't cure, anyway."&nbsp; He doesn't sound quite so macho and dominant as the line might require, but he's willing to play along.&nbsp; "But aren't you with that pretty little black girl you took over to the hotel?&nbsp; Or...am I invited to come watch?"&nbsp; He tilts his head.&nbsp; "Maybe even do more than just watch..."<br><br>Lynda snickers in your ear, but adds nothing further.<br><br>He slowly pushes his chair back from the desk.<br><br>"Why don't you come bend over my lap and we can, uh, examine the evidence of your wicked intentions?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>13-05-2015, 10:35:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles when he talks about her slave, "So, you think Dr Love could help me?" She asks, as she walks over towards him and bends over his legs, raising her butt in the air and glancing back at him. "So, what's the diagnosis?" She giggled and waited for him to slap her bottom. She hoped the sensations excited her and drove her pleasure higher. <br><br>"She's my friend and traveling companion.. I need a real, strong, big man to keep me satisfied."<br><br>She whispers, "I want to be doctor love's experiment.. so, experiment away on me!" She giggled.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-05-2015, 05:41:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He swallows, hesitates for just a moment...and then he slaps you across your bottom, not quite hard enough to make you cry out.&nbsp; Then he does it again, harder!<br><br>"Definitely naughty."<br><br>Another half-dozen swats follow, harder and harder, and his growing erection presses impudently against your toned tummy.<br><br>"Maybe I should tie you up with her, fuck you both?&nbsp; Or fuck you while she licks you everywhere.&nbsp; Yeah...bet you'd like that, huh?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>16-05-2015, 10:50:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia grits her teeth as he starts slapping her butt. Despite the appearance of pain, her body was craving the attention. With each swat she felt herself getting more and more wet. She gritted her teeth as her nipples hardened, her body was so sensitive it was hard to know if the pleasure would be overwhelming or not.<br><br>She was breathing raggedly, trying to catch her breath. She smirks, "I.. have to test your skills out before I recommend you anywhere."<br><br>She smirks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-05-2015, 18:00:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Holding one hand in the small of your back, he rubs your bottom for a few minutes...gentle, slow, his hand moving in a soothing circle with fingertips straying to play along your mound every so often.<br><br>"Oh, is that an invitation to spank you harder?"<br><br>This swat is aimed at your sex, angled so that only his fingertips impact you.<br><br>"Never been with a woman wanted to be slapped around much," he admits, sounding shy and a bit embarrassed.&nbsp; "But you do seem to enjoy this, so..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>17-05-2015, 11:04:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia gasps, "I.. Uhm, normally I just like.. things more uhm, simple between two partners.. I.. I don't know what's coming over me." She whimpers, "Mmhmm... Ohhh! That's it.. rub me.. Just rub me.." She moans softly as he continues spanking her. There was a surge of hormones with each swat, she felt herself getting more aroused and knew that she might come very soon from the attention.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-05-2015, 00:00:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He bends to kiss your neck, teeth grazing your skin as his fingers brush your aching sex through your bottoms again.&nbsp; This time, his touch lingers around your clit for a delicious moment before he delivers what might have been intended as a firm pinch and straightens up to resume spanking.<br><br>"Guess we find out how much it'll take to get you to start sucking my cock," he teases.&nbsp; "And how much it'll take to get you to promise to eat out your little friend in front of me...or have her do you while you're sucking me off."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>20-05-2015, 05:33:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia had never been swatted so much in her life, she was actually a bit confused. Everything had been happening so fast between her first time with a woman to now finding a man that seemed to really enjoy spanking. She wasn't sure what to make of it, but her head was spinning in an cocktail of pleasure and pain. "I.. " She looks around for a surface that she could use, wondering what he would do if she presented a more classical example of intercourse.<br><br>"You don't.. want to fuck me?" She asked, confused. As the character in the game, she had never been turned down with her crazy body and it's perfect curves, she didn't understand how the sheriff wasn't jumping her bones already.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-05-2015, 06:36:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He stops spanking you, reaches down to take your chin in his hand, tilts your face up toward his, and kisses you deeply.<br><br>"Oh, I do!&nbsp; I want to fuck you.&nbsp; I want to fuck you so much..."&nbsp; He blushes, voice breathless and husky with excitement.&nbsp; As his lips meet yours again, he puts one hand on your breasts, thumb pressing your nipple.&nbsp; "But I want you to like it, and you kinda seemed to want that first, so...gentleman's gotta oblige, right?"<br><br>He pulls back, smiles shyly at you.<br><br>"Been a while for me, believe it or not.&nbsp; So, uh, I might be a bit quick."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>22-05-2015, 23:17:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She closes her eyes as he kisses her, smiling, "Ok.. it.. what you were saying made it seem like you wanted to turn me down.." She nodded, "I like touching.. kissing.. licking.. all of the normal things.. not so much restraining.. tickling.. and spanking." She blushed, it actually seemed like her new body liked all of it, but she wasn't about to tell him that yet.<br><br>"If you're quick.. then, you have to.. also use whatever tools you have available.. fingers... hands.. lips.. a tongue.. any thing." She grins, "If you like spanking and restraining.. I have a friend that can help us."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-05-2015, 19:43:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Uhm, actually," he blushes, "if you don't mind...uhm...finish me off quick once, and then second round'll be better.&nbsp; Y'know.&nbsp; Longer.&nbsp; Not so...hair-triggered."<br><br>His face falls a bit, his eyes meeting yours.&nbsp; His are a nicely rich hazel color, not quite puppy-like in their sincerity.<br><br>"Sorry.&nbsp; Did I hurt you?"<br><br>His other hands, the one not holding your chin gently, runs along your flank.&nbsp; His touch is firm enough to be pleasant, not light enough to tickle.<br><br>"Your, uh, friend?&nbsp; The girl?&nbsp; She's into that?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>25-05-2015, 00:04:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smirks and reaches out to stroke and rub him, bringing her hands wrapped around him from the base of his cock to the tip, then returning once again. She was rubbing him vigorously knowing he could cum any second. "I'm a pretty tough woman, I was just surprised is all... Here, find your release.." She strokes him even faster now, knowing he couldn't resist too long.<br><br>Mia grins, "yes, my friend is into all of that.. restraints.. spanking.. everything you seemed to like." She licked the tip of his cock as she continued rubbing him, curious about his taste more than anything else and how taste would be simulated in the reality game really was. She was going to let him cum all over the ground, but would take a slight amount of it into her mouth. <br><br>She wondered what was going on in her bedroom and how much time had passed, was her body ok? She wished she could see what was happening in her room, she had a panicked feeling that she might never get back to her body. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-05-2015, 06:38:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He cries out, proving the truth of his fears about his endurance...and showing that he's definitely had a long bit of a drought in his personal life, if the size of his load is any measure.&nbsp; Unfortunately, if you're hoping to catch some in your mouth, you're likely to get a full facial out of the bargain.<br><br>He laughs, sounding embarrassed.<br><br>"Sorry!&nbsp; H-here.&nbsp; Let me, uhm...towel?"&nbsp; Grinning at you, he strains to reach something to help you clean up, then bends to kiss you, hands reaching for your breasts to fondle gently.&nbsp; "I did warn you, right?"<br><br>Lynda snickers somewhere in the privacy of your head.<br><br>"You're fine at the moment.&nbsp; I'm keeping an eye on your realspace status.&nbsp; It's only been a couple of minutes external time, you know."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>28-05-2015, 10:49:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As she stroked him, she felt him starting to throb, she inched back and avoided some of the splash. She grinned and looked at him, "Wow." She glanced at his cock, "Can you go again?" She wiggled her shoulders, causing her buxom curves to jiggle wildly.<br><br>Her own hand snaked down to her womanhood, gently rubbing and touching it. "It's always more fun with 2.. than one." A soft whimper escapes her lips.<br><br>Mia looks off into the distance, then she asks Lynda in a soft voice, barely above a whisper, "Can you.. augment my sensations so, even something like what just happened is pleasurable."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-05-2015, 07:20:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Gimme a bit, and yeah, I'll be good to go," he moans, eyes glued to yours.&nbsp; "Stupid refractory period..."<br><br>Lynda chuckles and the whatever-the-fuck-it-is effect cranks up a couple of notches, making you feel as though you're being double-penetrated by warm studded vibrators while a third mashes against your clit.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>30-05-2015, 12:48:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles, she had never heard of the refractrory period. She whimpers as the full force hits her. She gasps, trying to breathe, her hands shaking slightly. "Ohhh god." She clenches up, closing her eyes, as she lets the orgasmic bliss wash over her. She slowly smiles, looking at him. She flashed a grin as she looks back at him. She wiggles her fingers, "Do you need me to touch you?" She starts to dance, it's clear her body was spectacular. <br><br>&nbsp;<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>31-05-2015, 20:51:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He swallows, eyes going wide with lust and desire as you move.<br><br>"N-no, it's cool!&nbsp; Just...uhm, yeah.&nbsp; Let me watch for now.&nbsp; Or...maybe we can go back to your room and your playmate can join it?&nbsp; I'd kinda like to watch that..."<br><br>Yeah, typical guy fantasy, watching two hot women have sex.&nbsp; But who can blame him?&nbsp; You're hot, she's cute, and by the way his rod is staying at least partially erect, it won't take him as long to recover as he thinks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>01-06-2015, 06:42:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grins, "You're mouth is saying no.. but, your body is saying yes." She dances around for him, bringing in close and touching him, before spinning out of reach. She enjoyed herself and looked pretty sexy as she danced. She leaned forward and blew some hot air on his cock, giggling, as she then slowed down wiggling her hips and played in front of him, fondling her own breasts and rubbing her nipples, all with a grin on her face and a moan in her lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-06-2015, 04:22:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Oh, you most definitely have an appreciative audience, and on your next pass he reaches out to try and pull you closer, obviously intent on kissing you thoroughly (if not also testing his own recovery to the point of pulling you into his lap and trying to slip his growing erection up inside you).<br><br>"Damn straight I'm sayin' yes!&nbsp; I'm no fool..."<br><br>He blushes, grins boyishly.<br><br>"But, uhm, we should go.&nbsp; Back to your room.&nbsp; So your little friend doesn't get too lonely."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>04-06-2015, 09:47:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grins at him, "I'm a one person sort of gal.. but, I can let you inside if you'd like." She looks for her key to her room sitting on the table, along with some of her discard items of clothing.&nbsp; She walks closer to him, straddling him, letting him test just how big he was, rubbing herself against him and letting him inside of her. She was certainly more than willing to entertain pleasuring him again right here and right now. As her hips grind against his, she moans, wiggling her hips, "Mmmhmmm.. this feels to good to worry about anything else.. doncha' think?" she moans softly, closing her eyes, and pulling herself close to him as they make slow love.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-06-2015, 18:26:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Awww!&nbsp; So no threeway, huh?"&nbsp; He pouts and tries to look disappointed in a puppylike way, but that ends when you straddle his lap and slide down on him.<br><br>"Oh...oh, yeah!"<br><br>He wraps his arms around you, cupping your butt with both hands, and fights to keep you moving slowly...or perhaps to keep himself from speeding up.<br><br>"You're incredible," he whispers, nuzzling your neck.&nbsp; "You feel so good!&nbsp; And you're so good at this!&nbsp; Too bad...too bad...ahhhhh...you're n-not real..."<br><br>"Oh!&nbsp; And here I thought he was an NPC!"&nbsp; Lynda gives a soft mewl of alarm in your mind.&nbsp; "Keep going, kids, but this is something I want to double-check.&nbsp; Like, ten minutes ago!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>07-06-2015, 11:02:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She continues grinding against him, "I'm as real as you are, sugar!" She smirks, wondering if Lynda will let her know. <br><br>Mia continues rubbing and grinding against him, even as she waits for a report from Lynda.<br><br>She giggles as she continues rubbing him, slowing down and stopping once he cums. She will make sure that she receives pleasure too, telling him exactly what she wants to feel in their lovemaking session.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-06-2015, 17:16:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He manages to last a good long while, given that it's his second round, and he clearly has a dirty mind given the way his fingers wander into dangerous territory while you're riding him.&nbsp; He also lavishes a lot of attention on your breasts and nipples, but isn't as rough as he could be...no teeth, for example.&nbsp; Just a finger threatening to violate your back door.<br><br>When he comes, it's another flood of hot cum that leaves him semiconscious and looking very, very happy.&nbsp; And that's when Lynda returns.<br><br>"Uh oh.&nbsp; He's a Pee See, same as you.&nbsp; Weird.&nbsp; This role was mapped in as an Enn Pee See one, which means that he's probably one of the other testers.&nbsp; I'm running calc now.&nbsp; Hang on..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>08-06-2015, 08:56:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia grabs him and looks at him, right in his eyes, "What is your real name, Not the Sheriff in the game, but your real life world?"<br><br>She flashes a smile, "I'm a real person and I've.. become trapped here.. Can you log off and let the game creators know.. my name is Mia.. and I live on 472 Pike Peak, in Downtown Los Angeles, CA."<br><br>Mia hopes going out on a limb doesn't end up screwing her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-06-2015, 05:10:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Uhm..."<br><br>He looks a bit sheepish.<br><br>"I can't remember.&nbsp; I think...I'm in Boston.&nbsp; I...no, not Boston.&nbsp; I mean, I <em><em>live</em></em> in Boston.&nbsp; Normally.&nbsp; I'm in...I'm in Johns Hopkins.&nbsp; Y'know.&nbsp; Baltimore?"<br><br>He clears his throat.<br><br>"Dennis."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>13-06-2015, 10:21:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, thank heaven.. Dennis.. this is going to sound crazy, but, something is wrong.. I can't log off no matter what I do.. when you're done can you.."&nbsp; "Uhm, the hospital? Are you a doctor.. or nurse there?"&nbsp; She pauses for a second, holding a finger to her ear.<br><br>She asks Lynda, "What should I ask him.. contact the developers.. message tech support.. what would be best?"<br><br>Mia has butterflies in her stomach as she waits for a reply to Lynda, this is the closest she's been to freedom for what has felt like weeks.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-06-2015, 17:55:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think I'm a patient," he says.&nbsp; "Something's wrong with me.&nbsp; I got really sick..."<br><br>He looks even more embarrassed now.<br><br>"So I'm not quite sure how I ended up in here.&nbsp; But it beats being out there, y'know?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>14-06-2015, 11:25:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods, thinking for a moment, "Ok.. so, you want to be here, right?" She pauses, "I.. Can't leave.. there is some sort of bug.. Can you.. uhm, message whomever you can and let them know that Mia Simmons is trapped and can't log off.. I.. I'm not sure what they can do, maybe go to my apartment and disconnect me? I.. I just don't want to be trapped here for ever.." She frowns, "I mean, could you log off for a few minutes and let the game's administrators know? I can get you their contact info if you need it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-06-2015, 16:21:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sorry," he says, looking away for a moment.&nbsp; "I would, but we're in the same boat.&nbsp; I mean, I thought this was a dream at first, but my dreams never go on for so long...and, uh, I don't have a 'log off' command in my menu.&nbsp; At all."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>15-06-2015, 03:14:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded, "I see.." She called upon Lynda, "Have you heard what he said.. is it possible there is a wide scale series of glitches trapping people here? Can two PCs do something that is not allowed with only one?" <br><br>She glanced at Dennis, "I wanted to make a casino here.. and, filled with entertainment opportunities too for other pcs.. but, my assistant, do you have one too, has said what is or isn't allowed." She shrugged and looked at Dennis, waiting for him to reply.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-06-2015, 05:11:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I...I dunno," Dennis admits, rubbing the back of his neck.&nbsp; "I can maybe check around, if you want to go on that other mission for a bit.&nbsp; Trail the runaway or whatever it was.&nbsp; Not like I wanna get rid of you or anything but..."<br><br>He grins sheepishly.<br><br>"If you stick around, I probably won't have careful research on the brain, y'know?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>18-06-2015, 10:04:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods, "Ok.. you check around and I'll go on another mission.. If you find anything, please contact me directly." She waited for Lynda to bring up the mission data, then decided to head back to her room. Before she did she flashed Dennis, pulling down her top and revealing her large, curved titties, which promptly caused her to blow a kiss. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-06-2015, 05:15:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Oh, he certainly doesn't mind that...and by his grin, he'll be thinking of the peep show for some time to come.<br><br>Still, by the time you get back to the hotel room to find your little girlfriend snoozing peacefully in a pose that hints at what she was doing frantically to herself in your absence, Lynda has yet to return.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>20-06-2015, 11:17:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She took a bath, cleaned herself up, and fell asleep. Setting an alarm for when Lynda was around so she could be prepared. She was lost in thought as she scrubbed herself down, admiring the curves of her body, then drying herself off. She would plan on getting to sleep if no one woke or contacted her. She wanted to be fresh for tomorrow's adventure. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-06-2015, 19:46:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Sometime in the night, if that's the right word, your little friend snuggles closer and starts sucking on one of your nipples.&nbsp; That's pleasant enough to wake you...to find Lynda's presence once again in your HUD.<br><br>"Okay, long story short...you're on time compression. That's the good news.&nbsp; That means that whatever's happening in here is a lot faster than what's going on outside.&nbsp; The bad news is that it will probably take some time out there for someone to find you and alert someone to come help.&nbsp; And then there's the really bad news."&nbsp; She sounds worried.&nbsp; "We're not getting word out until someone reboots the prime servers back at Game Central.&nbsp; We're getting a null signal and...that's really weird.&nbsp; So I'm afraid we're stuck for a while.&nbsp; I did manage to figure out what happened to our Sheriff, though!&nbsp; He's one of the, uh, Alpha testers.&nbsp; Nice guy, apparently. And in a coma in a hospital."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>22-06-2015, 11:21:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia wakes up from the sensation, not remembering where she was for the moment, then looking around. Her eyes shift to the floating, glowing UI in front of her. "Well.. at least that's a little bit of good news.. So, can you.. is Dennis trapped too.. and, doesn't want to come out even if he could? Is there.. different levels of comas?" She frowned, "Sorry, I'm not a doctor so don't know that much about it." <br><br>She frowns, "Is there any way to reboot the server.. or, will that kill me? What does the null signal mean?"<br><br>She was a secretary in the real world, and had played a few causal games, but certainly didn't have the right skill set to compete and win in a game of strategy like this. She knew she had to learn something and something quick to help her learn even more.<br><br>"Ok Lynda.. is there.. any texts you can find me about Games in general.. role playing games like this.. to give me an edge?" She frowns, "I mean, can I hire some help to slant the odds in my favor? Or, even you know, hack the system so I can walk through walls.. or grow to 500 feet tall?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-06-2015, 04:41:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Null signal basically means that we can't contact the main servers back at HQ.&nbsp; It could be something simple, like heavy traffic on the line.&nbsp; Or maybe something went down.&nbsp; Hopefully it doesn't mean something major like, oh, say, the entire server farm crashing."<br><br>Lynda doesn't sound at all happy, no, she doesn't.<br><br>"As for the rest, this isn't a pee vee pee server.&nbsp; It's a quest one.&nbsp; So you're already pretty kick ass without our busting the walls down and tweaking the code.&nbsp; I really don't want to do that, 'cause I have no idea what it'll do to you.&nbsp; Kind of like I don't want to just ask the Eye Tee gang to reboot the server."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>23-06-2015, 19:52:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods, "Ok Lynda... thanks for letting me know." She thinks for a moment, "I'll.. we'll have to keep looking into it."<br><br>She looks on her display for her credits, "Can I hire some men at arms to go adventuring with me.. Can I get a book on strategy, too?"<br><br>Mia frowns, "I can't remember.. there's knights... and dragons.. and wizards, right?" She smiles, "Can.. let's say someone killed me.. is there.. what is it called?&nbsp; A healer that can bring me to life.. or, will I.. do you have statistics on how many players die.. do I just return to life or.. will that be it.. it turns off like a broken led lightbulb?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-06-2015, 04:53:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Sci Fi setting, so you'll have more mutants and cyberzombies and gun-packing bandits than dragons and wizards," Lynda answers.&nbsp; "I honestly don't know about rebooting or reloading you if you...uhm...hit zero, so let's not, okay?&nbsp; Next mission is optimized for solo work, but after that we might have enough to worry about getting you backup."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>25-06-2015, 11:37:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded, she was trying to think of the last time she played an RPG and couldn't remember. <br><br>"Ok.. good enough.. If I find any special weapons.. that can do amazing things.. Will you.. notify me on the interface.. or have them glow blue or purple or something.. just so they stand out?"<br><br>She sighs and sets an alarm for 6am game time, then does her best to get a little more rest.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-06-2015, 18:19:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's pretty standard, but sure.&nbsp; I'll keep an eye out.&nbsp; So to speak.&nbsp; Sleep well!"<br><br>It's a little difficult to be sure what wakes you up first--the alarm, or the hot, wet mouth on your nipples as your little friend snuggles close and nurses on your breasts while she masturbates to climax.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>27-06-2015, 20:50:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gasps and opens her eyes, Mia looks at Senti. She sighs as Senti slurps up her warm milk. She closes her eyes, "Mmhmm... that feels good, Senti."<br><br>She looks around for the strap on, then decides to get a double sided dildo instead. She grabs the dildo and slides it into Senti, groaning, as she moans loudly as she puts it inside of herself. She then squirms wildly against the dildo, trying to drive Senti to orgasm. She reaches out and fondles Senti as she's ramming her hips against the dildo, too.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-07-2015, 18:05:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Senti submits eagerly, giggling as you take her, trying to wrap her arms and legs around you as you ram deep inside, and climaxes a few times before she finally whimpers and admits that she needs a break before you grind her right down through the mattress.&nbsp; But still she snuggles and cuddles against you, and murmurs promises about how she'll be good and wait for you to come back from your mission like a properly kept little girlfriend.<br><br>Something about her dialogue seems a bit off, which reinforces the thought that unlike the Sheriff, she's not a real person playing a character so much as a non-player character.<br><br>Lynda is silent, which is probably a good thing, but you know she's still there because your next mission has been loaded into the HUD along with the usual catty commentary on the scrolling text.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>06-07-2015, 01:56:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia snuggles a little bit more, then kisses Senti goodbye, heading to cleanup in the bathroom first. She makes a list of things she wants to ask Lynda, setting them aside in a text file. She wants to ask about upgrading her equipment, both weapons and armor, and finding what skill trees there are to make surviving easy, and potentially hiring NPCs to assist her in the future on more difficult missions. <br><br>She then gets suited up, heads downstairs, and checks in with the Sheriff, just to let him know that she's going to continue going on quests, starting today.<br><br>Mia waits for the information about the villain today, getting it loaded up in her map program, so she can go and apprehend or kill the villain, putting an end to his evil once and for all. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-07-2015, 05:57:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lynda doesn't have a data dump for you: apparently this is a situation programmed into the mission, so that your briefing will come from encounters along the way.<br><br>"As for upgrades, that's what the credits you earn by completing missions are there to permit.&nbsp; That's pretty standard.&nbsp; 'Course, if you haven't played many of these, that's a surprise."&nbsp; She laughs.&nbsp; "But for now, try to keep your mind on your mission and I'll, ah, dial down the vibe function in your panties.&nbsp; No point in getting you distracted and thus possibly killed."<br><br>The Sheriff, for whatever reason, looks glad to see that you're on your way.<br><br>"Can't tell you a whole lot about this one, but word has it that something's gone wrong along the towns on the north fork...uh, that's the main supply route between here and Railhead.&nbsp; We're the arse end of things, and Railhead's the closest outpost of civilization.&nbsp; So as you might imagine, hearing that things are going poorly along our supply route is bad for morale.&nbsp; Reckon you can handle it, though.&nbsp; And, uh, I haven't forgotten that other matter.&nbsp; Should have something more firmed up when you get back."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>10-07-2015, 17:46:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I haven't for.. oh, 5 or 10 years.. When I did it was just casual.. nothing like this- full immersive." She smirks when she talks about the panties, "Can I get my armor painted some way to get noticed.. or, have my cheesecake armor made invisible or something?" She glances down at her chest, "Maybe a laser beam bra?" She laughs. "Like a surprise, use once, last resort weapon?"<br><br>She walks to the Sheriff, "Thanks for trying to help me out.. if I find out anything I'll be sure to help you.. I'm glad you're here though, ok?" She hugs him, then waves and heads off, wondering what she's going to find in the wasteland. She swings her sword around, then grabs a few of her knives from her refillable scabbard, squeezing their handle. "We can talk when I get back." She flashed a smile and headed outside, continuing North down the main road.<br><br>"Lynda, can I add some sort of poison.. or extra damage to my weapons?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-07-2015, 06:25:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Lynda's answer to enhanced weapons is pretty much the same as her response about the armor: "Sorry.&nbsp; What you have is what we got.&nbsp; Besides, the only thing more cheesecake than this battle bikini is running around naked, and I don't think you really want to do that."<br><br>Which might on the one hand speak to the limits of the game's architecture, but might also be something that the programmers just didn't build in for whatever reason.&nbsp; Sort of like trying to customize the hub: in another game, you probably could do that, but you're trapped in this one.<br><br>The countryside passes quickly enough, and before long you see a small settlement around a bend in the trail.&nbsp; A few more steps and, phantom-like, it resolves into a cluster of some twenty buildings around a central well, with a ring of fields around that and some outlying houses.&nbsp; The effect is peculiar, like a cross between an Old West town and a Medieval European peasant village.&nbsp; The sign outside reads Tamer's Branch and gives a population of some seventy souls.&nbsp; From what you can see, that's within twenty or so people of being accurate.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>15-07-2015, 18:16:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia doesn't have anything to say back to Lynda right now so she nods to acknowledge the sharing of information. She looks around at the scenery, wondering how it was programed and if she would ever be able to escape. She smiles when she sees the settlement appear. She heads towards the settlement, looking for any signs, posters, or even a saloon to get more information. She has her hand ready on her quiver of daggers.<br><br>Her eyes are looking around for potential danger, she's on edge and ready for anything as she approaches the buildings.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-07-2015, 04:57:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Being alert is probably a good thing, but there's no immediate need for it...or at least no immediate need by the time you get close enough to realize that there's a committee waiting for you.&nbsp; At first blush, there are maybe four or five extended families in town, and a fair amount of intermarriages to boot...plus a handful of others.&nbsp; At the center front of the crowd are four older men and one woman, grey of hair and stern of face.&nbsp; It takes them a moment of jockeying and not-so-subtle glaring before one of them seems to be elected spokesman.&nbsp; He looks like maybe the youngest of these elders and he does a fair job of keeping his eyes on your face instead of your boobs.<br><br>"Be welcome, stranger.&nbsp; Are you the one the Marshall promised he would send?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>23-07-2015, 11:42:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She holds her hands on her hips, thrusting her chest out and smiling at the man who is talking, "Yes, I'm deputy Mia.. on official Sheriff's business... how can I help?"<br><br>&nbsp;She smiled and looked at the man, slowly nodding. She looks around the town, "Can you.. be as specific as possible as what is bothering you?" She flashed a smile and waited for him to reply. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-07-2015, 22:19:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Elder Baker, that's me."&nbsp; The man tips his hat.&nbsp; "Reckon we gotta ask you to help clean up a mess.&nbsp; Got a spot of trouble hereabouts with some bandits.&nbsp; They're taking advantage of some recent upset here, picking on our outlying members."<br><br>"Been some argument between our storekeeper and the steward is what he means," one of the other elders, a pinch-faced woman who sounds like she hasn't had any fun in well over fifty years says.&nbsp; "Steward got himself a big head and tried to get himself a new wife on top've his other two. Ain't right..."<br><br>Elder Baker's eyes flash.<br><br>"Ain't the outsider's business, Elder!&nbsp; She's here to help with bandits, not settle an argument over our doctrine.&nbsp; She's no Dog."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>29-07-2015, 11:50:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks at the pinch faced woman, "I will help with the bandits.. and, if there are any complaints from the citizens.. then, I will look into that as well.. Everyone should have a good life." She draws her sword, "I'll take care of the bandits.. then act as an impartial judge if there is a disagreement in the town.." She looks at Mr Baker, "How many bandits are there? Where were they spotted last?"<br><br>It's serious by her stance and attitude that she means business.<br><br>She heads off in the direction that is indicated, ready to deal with the bandits.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-08-2015, 22:32:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				This does not seem to mollify Elder Baker much, but he nods brusquely.<br><br>"Soonest begun, soonest done.&nbsp; You'll find them in the wooded hills to the west.&nbsp; Aren't so many of them that they'll attack us direct, but it's rough on the farmsteadings."<br><br>You can almost tell the pinchfaced woman wants to say more, but she holds back until&nbsp; you start to move.<br><br>"Least we can do is give you a guide," she points out, and while Elder Baker looks thunderous for a moment, he doesn't contradict her.&nbsp; After a moment, his expression calms and he nods.<br><br>"Reckon you're right about that.&nbsp; Be easier if she doesn't have to wander all over the territory to find 'em."&nbsp; He turns to one of the other elders.&nbsp; "Got a loose hand could do this?"<br><br>"Reckon I do," the other man says, nodding slowly.&nbsp; "Hold up, Miss Mia.&nbsp; I'll go and fetch Hap.&nbsp; He could use a little extra work now that the store's closed."<br><br>By Baker's expression, this was not what he expected...but the other man comes back quickly with a boy in tow, maybe ten or eleven years old, whose eyes widen at your outfit.&nbsp; Still, he tips his hat.<br><br>"Miss.&nbsp; Pa says I'm to show you the campsight we found and come straight back."&nbsp; He turns back and nods solemnly to the Elders, then trots out of town without turning to see if you follow.&nbsp; Fortunately, the 'mission objective' trail lights up at once, heading the way he's going.&nbsp; There's the usual telescoping effect of time and space, but he halts before you see the 'end' indicator on the trail.<br><br>"Reckon Pa'd whup my hide if'n he knew I was gonna tell you this, but if the Steward hadn't tried to marry our Dog, she'd have stuck 'round these parts.&nbsp; Hear tell she left 'cause...well, ain't everything all right here."&nbsp; He looks up at you, his face earnest.&nbsp; "Steward's got no right to demand a third wife, least of all a Dog.&nbsp; Least of all when she herself stood up in service not two months ago to declare that she desired to be left alone.&nbsp; Ain't right.&nbsp; But that ain't your problem.&nbsp; Camp's over yonder.&nbsp; I'm gettin' back to town."<br><br>He tips his hat and trots away again, leaving you to observe your target.&nbsp; It takes only a few moments to reach the 'encounter' point in the trail, but on approach you see maybe half a dozen ruined tents around the remains of a campfire.&nbsp; This must be one of those 'clue-finding' scenes coming up.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>05-08-2015, 04:59:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia glances at Baker and then back to the pinch faced woman, nodding, "A guide would be great."<br><br>She smiles, "I'll do what I can.. and, hopefully your town is safer." She waits for Hap to show up, she follows him as he heads out of town. She walks at a quick pace, glancing around for threats as she walks.<br><br>Mia is prepared and ready for a fight at the drop of a hat. "Thank you for the information.. I'll do what I can once I'm done here to help your town out." She watches him go and make sure he's safe, then heads towards the camp, her sword and dagger drawn, ready to find some clues or break some necks- depending on the plot twists in the story.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-08-2015, 05:17:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It does not take you long to find that the important clue at this site is not the ruined tents and long-dead campfire, but rather the ragged trail leading further up into the hills.&nbsp; It is clear that something befell these bandits...and odds are that some of them did not survive, although there is neither hide nor hair of the fallen.<br><br>The trail is blood simple to follow, and here you see more signs that this was a running battle between the fleeing desperados and whatever was hunting them.&nbsp; You find ample evidence that they stopped now and again to set up ambushes against their foe.&nbsp; Still, nothing stops you from following the path of damaged foliage and blood-spattered rocks until at last, near the summit, you find their final destination.<br><br>A mine, the cavernous mouth yawning dark against the pale rock.&nbsp; Looks like they went in there.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikal/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>13-08-2015, 08:53:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia looks around as she follows the bloody trial, she isn't about to get ambushed. She walks enguard, ready at a moment's notice to let loose one of her daggers. She slows down as she gets to the cavern entrance, looking on the ground for how many sets of footprints she can see, and also if everything appears humanoid- at least in stance. <br><br>She brushes her hair out of her eyes, then boldly steps through the threshold of the entrance, her head on a swivel, ready to defend herself at a moment's notice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-08-2015, 04:50:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The mine extends back into darkness, broken here and there by pitiful electric lanterns that flicker dimly as if their power cells are dying.&nbsp; Blood drops&nbsp; splattered on the floor lead ever further back.&nbsp; Somewhere you can hear the drip-drip-drip of water on stone.&nbsp; The tracks, what's left of them, are broken and rusty, worn and faded markings attesting to their origin as a working installation.<br><br>Finally, after several careful minutes of cautious sneaking, you hear ragged breathing from a side passage barely visible ahead in the gloom cast by two imperfectly overlapping pools of light.<br><br>You do not know what alerts them to your presence, but a pair of figures suddenly snap around the corner, guns raised, and fire off a wild volley that missed you entirely!&nbsp; The rattling echoes in your head even as both chambers click on empty and they move as if to throw away the now useless weight, grabbing at large knives strapped to their legs!<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mechanics Stuff</div><div class="spoiler_body">&nbsp; Targets are AC 7, 1 HD.<br><br>Roll Result: MadPanda rolled: 1d20, adding 11 to the total<br>Comment: Attack roll<br>Result: 6, <br>Total: 17...miss!<br><br>Roll Result: MadPanda rolled: 1d8<br>Comment: Fray<br>Result: 6, <br>Total: 6...2 hits!&nbsp; Enough to knock these guys out.&nbsp; Describe the slaughter to your heart's content.</div></div><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>24-08-2015, 02:01:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia continues walking slowly, in an S pattern, looking around, crouching low, her sword and knives at the ready. She glanced at the flickering lanterns, noticing their dim buzzing and the strange shadows cast on the floor. Mia grits her teeth and takes one dagger from her belt, flicking it at the human. The knife arcs several times through the air, making a whiiiiiissshhhh sound, before thunking solidly into the hapless man's forehead, right between his lifeless eyes. He crumples in a heap, doing a backwards somersault from the dagger and landing with a bone breaking thud. The other guy is less lucky, she twists her sword at him, whirling in a Z pattern, then taking a step back. He seems none the worse for wear, before first his left arm fell off, then his right leg, finally his head slid off his torso, landing in a gruesome pile of death and dismemberment. She sidestepped the black ichor spewing from his opened wounds and continued looking for more bad guys.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>28-08-2015, 18:15:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				These, alas, are no zombies--while it's hard to tell under the techno-Bedouin fashion statements, the bandits are still human enough.&nbsp; They certainly bleed like it.&nbsp; But they fall easily enough, leaving you champion of the hallway for now.&nbsp; What they leave behind are rusty and ill-kept weapons, the sweat-and-blood stained clothes on their backs, and a lingering sense that the rest of them now know of your presence.<br><br>Deeper in, you can hear shouts of alarm, running feet.&nbsp; No doubt they're sending some small fry to distract you!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>01-09-2015, 09:33:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia snarled and ran ahead, her sword dancing around in the air as her powerful legs propelled her forward. She had three daggers in her left hand, ready to be thrown at a moment's notice. Her head was on a swivel, waiting for whatever foul- but human- creature would jump out before her and challenge her. She would open the next fight with a volley of three throw daggers, before jumping towards him to cut him close with her sword!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-09-2015, 19:01:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Having daggers at the ready is a good thing, because the next five bandits spring at you from all sides, coming from side passages as well as from in front!&nbsp; You swiftly account for three of their number, though, leaving the others less thrilled about closing with you.&nbsp; They waver for a moment, but then one of them calls out "the bitch is with that sheriff!&nbsp; Kill her!" and they seem to regain their backbone.<br><br>You note in passing that most of them seem previously wounded, since you're not the one who left those bandaged wounds on arms and legs.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Die Rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">To Hit!&nbsp; d20+11 = 20<br>Fray d8 = 7&nbsp; 2 hits<br>Damage d8+3 = 5&nbsp; 1 hit<br><br>Foe Attack d20+2 = 18 MISS<br>No damage check<br>Morale Check...2d6 = 2, which is as good as it gets.&nbsp; Guess they rallied...</div></div><br>(2 left)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>07-09-2015, 20:21:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia grabbed two more daggers, held between the knuckles of her fingers, flinging the daggers at the last guy on the left, jumping through the air doing a somersault and arcing her blade low towards his knees. She bounced up to her feet, ready to defend with her blade held in front of her like a /.<br><br>"Who were you fighting?" she asks, hoping one is alive enough to answer. She finds that she has broken a sweat, with her heart starting to pound excitedly in her chest as she dispatches these criminals.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-09-2015, 05:43:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The problem with performing incredibly acrobatic feats of astounding agility, particularly when you are in combat, is that sometimes your opponents really do stop and stare at the worst possible moment!&nbsp; Your thrown knives find their targets in a fatal fashion, and the last of your opponents moves in entirely the wrong way to be alive at the end of your arc...<br><br>The result is a bloody mess, which is regrettable but almost certainly still more humane than what the violated townsfolk might do.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">DieRolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">Comment: To Hit<br>Result: 17 +4 +7 = 28<br>Comment: Damage<br>Result 8+3 = 11...4 hits.&nbsp; Ouch.</div></div><br>It takes you a few moments to find one that is still alive enough to spit bloody defiance at you in lieu of answers.&nbsp; Young-ish, dirty, unkempt...keeps calling you a downlander whore, among other unsavory things, before you manage to impress upon him that you are in earnest.&nbsp; Alas that his groans might drown out the approach of others...but blood loss and hunger and thirst have already gone a long way to breaking his spirit, so he caves soon enough.<br><br>"Devil's own beast, it was.&nbsp; A great boar, I think the boss called it.&nbsp; Ain't never seen one before.&nbsp; Don't reckon I ever want to see another."&nbsp; He coughs weakly.&nbsp; "Not likely, nohow..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>16-09-2015, 10:48:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia is dancing around as the daggers fly out of her hands and hit their targets, she turns after hearing something, confronting the small boy. She nods as he explains the boar, apparently some fearsome boar. She flashes a smile, "That is good to know.. I'm guessing it's going to raise some hell."<br><br>She inhaled deeply a few times, calming herself down, before making sure everything was in place, then continuing deeper into the mine shaft. As always, she is cautious and ready.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-09-2015, 23:44:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He coughs a couple more times, then goes still.<br><br>There are no more unfortunate interruptions before you come to the next juncture.&nbsp; There's a blood trail that goes down the left-hand path, but you can hear metallic clinks and jingles from the right-hand path.<br><br>Which way do you want to go?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>29-09-2015, 01:41:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grips her sword, readies her steely resolve, and heads towards the metallic clinks and jingles on the right hand path. She has a sword in one hand and a dagger in the other. She's walking in a Z type pattern, her head on a swivel, ready if anyone jumps out at her and tries to cause her harm. She is as quiet as she can be, trying to breathe calmly despite the dangerous situation she finds herself in.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-10-2015, 19:14:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				That sets the tone for the next hour and change--you work your way deeper and deeper into the caverns, zigging back and forth, occasionally fending off ambushes and traps...and while you've picked up a couple of scrapes and bruises, in truth your opponents have been no real challenge.&nbsp; You are a fully trained assassin, a Sister of the Night, and they are the dregs of local society.<br><br>Finally, though, you find their inner sanctum, such as it is.&nbsp; The last few die-hards cluster around their commander at one end of the chamber and fire their guns as you enter!&nbsp; Since you expected this, it's almost child's play to duck and dodge until their hammers all click on empty.&nbsp; Then the work begins as they charge you in a ragged group, using their useless rifles as clubs!&nbsp; Except their leader, who has held back...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikal/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>05-10-2015, 04:18:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia grins, licking her lips, as she leaped into the air, flinging daggers everywhere. The supply is inexhaustible, as dagger after dagger finds it's mark on the bad guys, she must've thrown thirty, but barely worked up a sweat. She lands, bracing herself for the fall while holding three more daggers between her knuckles. <br><br>She smirks and flicks the daggers behind her, without looking, they hit their mark and yet another goon is sent to the floor, writhing in agony. She draws her sword for the leader, "You are ordered by the Sister's of the Night to attain for your sins.. the punishment is death." Her sword glistens in the dim light, her body is tense and she's ready for combat, ready to finish this deadly ordeal. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-10-2015, 18:34:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It is the brutal work of mere seconds to end the lives of his minions--they have numbers, but not much skill, and neither discipline nor teamwork to ease their task.&nbsp; As the last of them falls, you have to duck nimbly out of the way as a bullet whizzes by!&nbsp; Their leader, the last one of the gang standing, is taking aim at you again from across the cavern.<br><br>That's why he hung back, obviously.&nbsp; To get a better field of fire!&nbsp; Cowardly...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>12-10-2015, 08:14:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia leaped into the air, curling into a tight ball as she heard the bullets whiz by. Luckily they missed their mark, she landed on the heels of her feet, whipping out some daggers and moving towards him in a zig-zag fashion. She would occasionally leap, duck, sidestep, she kept running at full speed, leaping into the air and planning to aim her sword directly into the man's chest.<br><br>"Hiii YAHHH!" she yells as she lunges closer to him,&nbsp; trying to kill him with her sword or at least distract him with a few of her thrown daggers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-10-2015, 20:08:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He fires twice more as you close, but your approach has clearly shaken him and thrown his aim off.&nbsp; Only the second shot, fired almost in a panic, even comes close...and then you are in his face, slashing and cutting.&nbsp; He backs away, desperately trying to fend off your sword by using his gun to parry.&nbsp; This works, but he has to give a lot of ground in the process.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>19-10-2015, 17:37:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia lands with perfect balance after swinging her sword, the arc of the sword sending rivulets of sparks to the left and to the right. She has broken a sweat, landing in a three point stance. She jumps straight up, firing daggers as she spins, before charging again, leading with the business end of her curved sword. "Surrender and you will not have death's sweet embrace today!" she snarls. She charges at full speed, hoping to catch him off guard or surprised at the ferocity of her attacks. Between the sparks, the smoke, and the noise, she can't tell if she's successful or not.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-10-2015, 21:27:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Fuck you, bitch!"<br><br>Obviously, he is in no mood to surrender peacefully.&nbsp; Then again, he's dead anyway--either by your hand, or by hanging, and if these yokels do it the 'traditional' way, that's not a quick and painless way to go.<br><br>He's slowed down, though, and as the smoke clears for a moment you can see that one of your knives found a target and is lodged in his left leg.&nbsp; It's mostly a flesh wound, but that's bad enough when you need to get out of the way of a bigass sword!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>25-10-2015, 22:41:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You talk to women with that filthy mouth?" She leaps through the air, her sword's sharp point leading the way. She slices at him in a Z pattern, but continues getting close enough to attack with her sword, ready to defend his attacks if he turns around to face her. Mia is focused and concentrating on defeating this foul adversary, she was ready for any trick or distraction that this hoodlum had prepared for her- or at least she thought she was.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-10-2015, 21:55:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It seems that he's out of tricks, and with two quick flashes of your blade, one arm and his head are off and his corpse is bleeding out on the rough stone floor of the cavern, leaving behind whatever meager loot his followers brought with them.&nbsp; <br><br>Exploring the cave beyond, though, you find something else of interest--she's maybe eighteen, blindfolded, naked, bound cruelly with knotted ropes, and wiggling on a wooden sawhorse with her toes barely touching the ground on either side.&nbsp; Poor girl whimpers like a beaten puppy, as if she anticipates further abuse.<br><br>Guess you're a big damn hero today after all!&nbsp; &nbsp;:-)
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>31-10-2015, 07:18:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia glanced down at the man that she just eviscerated, continuing to look through the compound. She looked at disgust at the bandit, especially after his blood was spilled everywhere. When she found the woman she immediately moved to free her, "My name is Mia.. I am with the Sisterhood. We have decided to intervene here and make this place a better world.. Your captive has been killed.. you are free to go wherever you would like.. Is there anything I can help you with?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-11-2015, 04:38:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl, once freed, leans into you and bursts into grateful tears and starts babbling.&nbsp; Whatever she speaks, it isn't English.&nbsp; Sounds like...uhm...maybe Italian?&nbsp; Or Spanish?&nbsp; What's left of her clothing doesn't look much like anything the townsfolk wear, so you're mostly sure that she isn't one of them.<br><br>Lynda chooses to re-insert herself at this point.<br><br>"Portuguese.&nbsp; Interesting!&nbsp; One moment while I access her file..."&nbsp; Followed a few seconds later by "uh oh.&nbsp; I have to alert a sys-op.&nbsp; Be right back!"<br><br>Blessed silence in your head returns, giving you time to deal with weeping, snotty-nosed, bruised and battered teenager without the obnoxious Cheshire Cat giving running commentary on the unfairness of the multiverse from this side of the HUD.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>08-11-2015, 21:45:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia looks around for some clothes to give the girl, removing a jacket from one of the dead criminals. She handed it to the girl and helps her put it on. She hugs her, wiping away her tears and trying to comfort her with a warm hug. <br><br>She breaks the embrace, "I'm sorry.. I don't speak any Portuguese.." She motioned for her to follow her, "You are safe.. no peligroso.."<br><br>Mia only remembered a few phrases from her years of spanish in school, and she wasn't sure how close Spanish was to Portuguese. "Follow me, ok? We will go back to town.." She thinks for a second, "Casa? Back to casa."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-11-2015, 22:18:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The girl responds to your few words by babbling even more excitedly.&nbsp; She seems to perk up a bit at the thought that you might understand her, and that doesn't fade entirely after she realizes that you do not, in fact, speak her language.&nbsp; She has trouble walking, but gets steadier as time goes on...so by the time you get to the mouth of the mine, she's no longer leaning on you entirely.<br><br>In the meantime, you're pretty sure her name is Luz, that she's from Bahia, and that she's quite happy to be out of those filthy ropes.&nbsp; She sounds brittle, though, as if her good cheer is eventually going to crash again.&nbsp; Not really a surprise, all things considered.&nbsp; Instead, Lynda's return sort of cements that.<br><br>"Update.&nbsp; Our friend here is a Brazilian street kid.&nbsp; I don't think she's supposed to be in here, but she's in...uhm...naked.&nbsp; What you see is what she looks like outside.&nbsp; Which is kind of really not good."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>09-11-2015, 05:12:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She continues forward, helping Luz walk, knowing that Luz has recently been through a terrible ordeal and giving her as much support as she needs. She looks at Luz, "Is she here against her will? What.. were they exploiting her both in the real world and here, too?" She wasn't sure how to help her, "What can we do to get her back home besides keep her safe here?"<br><br>"Can you.. teach me Portuguese so I can talk to her?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-11-2015, 22:36:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Yeah, uhm...I don't have the language files on tap, but our little friend here is currently in a sensory dep tank with her brain wired straight to the net with no brakes. So what happens in here, she feels.&nbsp; Completely."&nbsp; Lynda sounds embarrassed for some reason.&nbsp; "As in, no buffer.&nbsp; So if she gets, uhm, gang-banged...repeatedly..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>12-11-2015, 09:01:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh jeesus!" She looked around, "How do we get her out of here safely, without causing permanent harm?"<br><br>She couldn't believe someone would do that. Would this poor girl be trapped her forever like herself, only in a much worse situation?<br><br>"Can you tell me what's already happened to her based on how she appears.. how she is walking.. and how she is acting?" She thought for a second, "Cant' you.. make her less attractive to the opposite sex.. or, even change her gender.. or, into some sort of creature so she doesn't have to worry about getting gangbanged?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-11-2015, 03:45:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"A barely legal street kid from Sao Paolo is a bit low on anyone's priority list at the moment," Lynda says a few moments later, sounding a little annoyed herself.&nbsp; "Much as I hate to say it, she's probably better off in here where...let's get her back to town.&nbsp; We can arrange shelter or something in the meantime."<br><br>She pauses for another moment.<br><br>"Idea.&nbsp; Tracing other 'naked' intrusions into the game environment.&nbsp; There might have been a measure of retribution already."&nbsp; She gestures to the sprites of fallen opponents.&nbsp; "If any of them were also jacked in without a buffer, if they'd come into this beta for that particular purpose...then they're going to be very, very lucky to survive.&nbsp; Most of them were probably just executing code, but they aren't programmed to abuse captives who are designated quest objectives.&nbsp; If you get my drift."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>24-11-2015, 08:33:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia looked at Lynda as she talked, "Oh.. you think she is?" She frowned, "Not with the treatment that she's had so far.. How.. just how wide spread do you think this is?" She nodded, "Maybe we can take over one of the buildings and.. give space to any refugees we find.. could we do that?"<br><br>She nodded as she thought about it, "Is there some way to check if these guys are alive.. are real or just code.. and, when they were killed did they disconnect, or.. die?" She frowned, "If they died.. I'd rather have some.. non-lethal way to deal with problems." She nodded, "So, what do we do next?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-12-2015, 18:31:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Unknown. This falls outside the intended grasp of the program.&nbsp; But then, so does having an end user end up permalogged into the boards, or coma-bound players, or anything like that."&nbsp; Lynda sounds quite worried.&nbsp; "I can't do more than advise you, but I've alerted the sysadmin group to the problem."<br><br>She pauses.<br><br>"Mia?&nbsp; I think this may be an 'everywhere' sort of thing.&nbsp; Let's get our little friend back to town and sort it out there."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>07-12-2015, 09:24:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia nods, listening to Lynda. "Let's get you out of here honey," she said to the captive.<br><br>She looked around for any more bad guys before escorting her new survivor back to her base of operations. She wondered how she would do and behave. <br><br>"I know everything is strange but.. we'll do what we can to make it safe, friendly, and warm for you, ok?" <br><br>Mia was serious, she wanted to keep this abused woman safe. She wasn't about to let anything happen to her while she was alive.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-12-2015, 02:25:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sobbing with relief, the girl leans against you and goes a bit limp, allowing you to carry her away with no resistance.<br><br>Outside the cave, you are surprised to find an eight-wheeled truck with a military-style drab green paint job waiting for you, engine idling and some sort of humanoid Weasel in windpunk garb.&nbsp; It...hard to tell the gender of a tuberat...perks up and waves you over.<br><br><strong>"You reported an unauthorized intrusion in the system,"</strong> it chirps, voice holding no more clue to gender than the slender form.&nbsp; <strong>"Here to help!&nbsp; Let's get her onboard and get you both back to town."</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>14-12-2015, 04:54:50</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia is surprised to see the tech that seems out of place here but nods, "Yes.. that's a great idea."<br><br>She heads inside the vehicle. "Did Lynda contact you?" She looks around, "What.. after we get to safety and.. obviously you being here, what else is going to be done to minimize these intrusions, Mr Weasel?"<br><br>She sets the girl down in a set next to her, putting a seat belt on her, then turning her attention back to the weasel. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-12-2015, 03:24:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"In cases like this, what's a little genre intrusion?&nbsp; Serious stuff, this."</strong><br><br>It all but darts over to help you with the weeping, trembling girl, helping her into the truck with as little intimate contact as possible.<br><br><strong>"Besides, this is a sci fi zone.&nbsp; Just because I'm not from here doesn't mean I break the fourth wall as badly."</strong>&nbsp; This pronouncement is a bit overly haughty, as if it's some manner of in-joke.&nbsp; <strong>"And yes, the naughty pussycat gave me a heads up.&nbsp; I have no idea what they were thinking when they authorized her visuals.&nbsp; No, no, wait.&nbsp; I take it back.&nbsp; I know exactly what they were thinking, and they all deserve a spanking.&nbsp; Not the fun kind."</strong><br><br>Once the passenger is nicely secured, the tuberat slides behind the wheel and waits for you to settle before putting the truck into motion.<br><br><strong>"Won't take too long to get back.&nbsp; These guys were just dumb enough to hit a designated lair.&nbsp; Guess they thought they could clean it out and claim it, and then the beastie respawned while they were out.&nbsp; Persistent triggers or something.&nbsp; They happen.&nbsp; Not my usual problem, but then that's sort of the whole job in a nutshell.&nbsp; Not normal.&nbsp; Anyway, if you're looking for another couple of jobs, we got a few chronic offenders need taking down.&nbsp; If you're interested.&nbsp; Suspicious use of the boards, anyway.&nbsp; This sort of crap, I mean.&nbsp; You get me?"</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>30-12-2015, 08:43:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at the rat and nodded, "So, is there anything done about getting me back home? I'm trapped here.. I don't even know what's going on in my body.. am I still alive.. or.. how much time has passed, or any of that? I already gave my info to Lynda.. so, she should have it somewhere I think."<br><br>She nodded, "Yes, I can do some cleaning up for you.. Is there any upgrades you can give me to make it easier? Lynda said I would do fine against NPCs.. whatever that is, most characters I met, but some could be special, other PCs might be stronger, faster, tougher, etcetera.. so, can you.. give me a magic sword.. or.. I don't know, make my titties bullet proof.. and much larger?" She didn't know if the rat would be able to help her at all but figured asking for help would be worth a chance. What's the worse that could happen?
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-01-2016, 17:17:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Ah.&nbsp; Well, about getting you out of here...I don't know.&nbsp; We're working on it, I can promise you, but you're not the only person stuck on a server someplace.&nbsp; The good news is that time passes a lot faster in here than out there, so it isn't like you're going to miss out on a couple of years of real life."</strong><br><br>The Ferret gives you a sidelong glance.<br><br><strong>"You're already pretty much tougher, nastier, faster, and stronger than any ten of these microgoons, although I can understand the desire to protect such a pretty and perfect example of tempting cleavage.&nbsp; Any larger, and balance is going to be a problem."</strong><br><br>It snickers.<br><br><strong>"But Lynda said you have a thing for bigger boobs.&nbsp; Maybe I should just give you a back door to the hot-oil wrestling catfight level and let you go play with the other women until everybody's happy?"</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>07-01-2016, 07:29:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded when he explained she wasn't the only one stuck, "Well, I guess that's comforting to know that I'm not the only one and.. something is being done about it somewhere. Can you.. contact one of my friends and have them check on me.. and see if I'm still alive or something?"<br><br>Mia nods, "Ok.. I know I have a few advantages.. I was thinking of.. I don't know, some that could save me if I need it.. Like I said, bullet proof titties or something."<br><br>She smirks, "Ok, I'll buy that balance is a problem argument in the real world.. but here, the sky should be the proverbial limit." She shrugs, perking up a bit as she listened to the weasel, "I'm not saying from here to town.. cricky.. I'm saying from here.. to the end of my fingertips." She demonstrated, reaching out in front of her. Apparently, she wanted something closer to beachballs than watermelons.<br><br>"Oh, what happens in the hot oil wrestling back door?" She asked, suddenly very interested.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>08-01-2016, 18:24:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Hot woman on woman pussy grinding orgasms and catfighting, of course,"</strong> the Weasel snickers.&nbsp; <strong>"Fun times!&nbsp; Or do you prefer dickgirls?&nbsp; Best of both worlds.&nbsp; I know a few around here.&nbsp; Oh, not here-here.&nbsp; Different hub."</strong><br><br>It turns to leer at you.<br><br><strong>"But then I admit to being a horrible perv.&nbsp; And I'd love to give your twins a good flogging while you're squirming on a machine or two."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>09-01-2016, 07:04:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smirks, "Pussy grinding? What.. would be the fun of that.. I like men.. not women." She smirks, "How easy is it to switch hubs?" She laughs, "Dickgirls? I've never heard of that.. but, I'm pretty sure I don't want to."<br><br>Mia laughs, "Hey, is there like.. Sex Demons on other hubs.. Like, Succubus.. or, I probably said that wrong.. You know, the female demons who feed off of lust.. and, they have even larger tits than me."<br><br>She slowly nods, "I tell you what.. help my.. get the body of my dreams.. and, I'll let you.. hook me up to a machine or two."<br><br>Mia holds her hands out, demonstrating the curvy body she wanted, which was much more curvy than she was now, holding her hands out like she was sporting a small beach ball on her chest, " I talked to Cheshire at the beginning.. she said I could have a.. sexy body with bat wings.. and, arousal mode turned on.. and, have pain turn into pleasure... and every orgasm makes me sexier.. maybe that would satisfy my transformation lust."<br><br>She smiles, "Ok.. maybe I could be put on a hub like this.. but, where everyone wanted everyone else to be ultra-sexy
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-01-2016, 19:46:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Ahhh.&nbsp; You want one of the serious porn levels, do you?&nbsp; Maybe with a little gang action in it as well?"</strong><br><br>The Weasel gives you a saucy wink.<br><br><strong>"After we get our poor girl here back to relative safety, I'll fiddle with your settings and see what I can do.&nbsp; I mean, you're already made of win, but if you want beach ball boobs, who'm I to quibble?"</strong>&nbsp; Another soft snicker escapes the driver.&nbsp; <strong>"Oooo.&nbsp; Pain/pleasure flip plus arousal mode?&nbsp; Tell me you like double-pen action...and if you let me watch, I'll give you your own virtual orgy!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>09-01-2016, 21:05:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She thinks for a second, "Ok, maybe one of those levels could be... built in here, like in one of the buildings or something." She smirked, "Yeah, your mind can go crazy as long as it's on a timer or something.. I wouldn't want to get trapped somewhere."<br><br>Mia smirks and nods, "We'll get her back safely." She laughs, "What about being able to add some new things here.. like, people can buy property.. I wanted to get a gaming hotel going here.. maybe with.. the porn amusement park in the backyard or something." She smirked, "You'll have to work out all of the sordid details and.. let me know about them.. I don't even know what double pen is.. two girls using the same.. uhm, device?" She smirked, "Ok.. maybe Orgy Land has it's own parameters.. global over rides while within that 4 blocks of land or something.. I guess see what's possible and let me know.'<br><br>She grinned, "Yeah.. no quibbling." She laughs, "Maybe I want a big badonkadonk too... and long legs." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-01-2016, 21:17:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Not here.&nbsp; This hub's pretty locked down in terms of user-adjusted content.&nbsp; But!&nbsp; I can move you to one of the less restricted ones, and that'll be more than enough to let you set up your little bordello."</strong>&nbsp; The Weasel looks at you, clearly enjoying the view.&nbsp; <strong>"Double penetration is a cock in your pussy and another up your ass.&nbsp; There's also spit-roasting, which is one down your throat and one up your ass or in your pussy.&nbsp; And then there's triple penetration, which is one in your ass, one in your pussy, and one in your mouth."</strong><br><br>It snickers.<br><br><strong>"Not my thing, personally, but it's fun to watch.&nbsp; And for a woman who likes to take load after load, it makes the orgies and gangbangs a bit more fun.&nbsp; Oh, yeah, also...dickgirls.&nbsp; Chicks with dicks.&nbsp; Boobs and boners.&nbsp; In the real world, that takes surgery and hormone treatments.&nbsp; In here, it's as easy as setting up your avatar.&nbsp; Very popular in Japan for some reason."</strong>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>10-01-2016, 09:38:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods, slowly. She was shocked at some of the things he was saying. I guess she had lead a sheltered life until now. "Oh.. wow.. really?" She nodded slowly, continuing to listen. "Well, I guess I can explore it.. maybe within the building, all weapons are removed or something.. and, gravity can be adjusted so beach balls can.. be easy and fun to manipulate and live with." She smiles, "Sure, look into the settings for me when you get a chance.. don't change anything without letting me know and consenting too.. I want to make sure while I'm making every effort to get me home, I also have a chance to stretch my boundaries and enjoy myself a little too." She smirked, "I was talking with Lynda about sex demons.. Maybe I could.. be a girl who would take other women's excess physical attributes, either height, breast size, curviness, or butt size.. and, absorb it from NPCs or other characters." She thought about it, "of course, then I might end up 20 feet tall with breasts the size of small houses." She grins, "Maybe if you could get your lover to submit, you can take a little bit of their sexuality.. I don't know, we'd have to work out the details." She shrugged, wondering what would be possible. She was certainly excited and intrigued.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-01-2016, 19:52:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Hmm.&nbsp; Well, a succubus or incubus might veer too close to a 'monster' in most hubs, and I don't know if you really want to go the player versus player route while you're locked in here.&nbsp; I mean, if your heart is set on it, okay, but you might also be increasing the odds that someone will simply try to splat you like a bug."</strong>&nbsp; The driver shrugs.&nbsp; <strong>"Giving you bigger boobs and letting you experience a virtual gang bang with huge cocks in every hole and massive cum-loads up inside you?&nbsp; That I can do."</strong><br><br>By now, the little ramshackle town is in view.<br><br><strong>"Do you want this to be a bondage triple-pen, one huge cock switching holes after every cumshot, or what?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>10-01-2016, 21:49:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She laughs, "No, definitely don't want to go against players, especially if I'm trapped and can't get out.. I was thinking more as a fun diversion once in a while, not every day.. the last thing I want to do is be looking over my shoulder for someone to attack me out of the woodworks."<br><br>Mia thought for a second, "Ok.. how about.. underwear that.. changed my avatar.. You know, a bra that.. took my big breasts and made them... very very big.. and, panties that.. made me have an ass out to here.. with legs for days." She smirks, "That way they could easily be removed and.. no harm, no foul." She laughs, "Ok.. and, we could have a ring that does pain to pleasure, right? I could.. be a 7 foot tall walking glamazon.. oh, and slightly lower gravity."<br><br>She thinks for a second, "Are these NPCs.. or PCs?" She smirks, "Oh, One person.. Lynda could tell you, was trapped in a hospital.. I'm sorry, I'll have to check my logs what his name was.. anyways, he's the sheriff, another PC, that is trapped her too." <br><br>She smirked, "On a separate server.. maybe we can set up all of the details and parameters before we start getting me love interests." She laughs, "Hey wait a second.. what if we could film these.. and, package them as content for the real world.. You know, watch the elvish gangbang or something... Would that work, Mr Weasel?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-01-2016, 22:01:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Porn server it is.&nbsp; And technically, it's Ms.&nbsp; Sort of.&nbsp; Very, very technically."</strong><br><br>But then the time for idle chit-chat is over, because you've reached the town and the Weasel helps the girl out of the truck while letting you do most of the talking.&nbsp; You do notice that your new companion's presence puts the townsfolk on edge, and while nobody draws a weapon, your trained eye catches more than a few twitches toward their gunbelts (those that wear them, anyway).<br><br>After the refugee is handed over, the Weasel climbs back into the cab.<br><br><strong>"You coming along?&nbsp; Railhead's next, if you still want to find that runaway.&nbsp; Plus that's where we can jump to another hub."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>10-01-2016, 22:26:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia makes sure that Senti is going to watch the refugee and make sure she's taken care of, then heads out to rejoin the weasel.<br><br><strong>"Are you a person.. or a computer program?"</strong> she asks the weasel.<br><br>She nodded, heading back with him, into the cab. "Yeah.. Sure, Railhead and the hub.. Do you work with Lynda.. are you.. in charge of Lynda?"<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-01-2016, 22:28:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Something like that,"</strong> the Weasel giggled.&nbsp; <strong>"Now, about your paingasms...you want to be virtually fucked for a while?&nbsp; It'll take the edge off of the drive.&nbsp; And Lynda's more of a co-worker than anything else."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>11-01-2016, 00:28:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smirks and looks over at him, "I was thinking that.. pain can be switched to pleasure.. Yeah, paingasm I guess.. nothing permanent or anything."<br><br>Mia nodded slowly, "I saw yes and.. something appears out of nowhere, or what?"<br><br>She thinks, "Let's.. take care of the last runaway and then.. look into switching hubs."<br><br>Mia thinks, "Maybe.. can you give me some sort of large tool that.. drives me crazy for the drive? It would.. need to be hard to fit inside of me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>18-01-2016, 22:00:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The tuberat grins, pulls the truck over for a moment, makes a strange gesture with one hand.&nbsp; You are then treated to the odd vision of what seems to be code manifesting in thin air which the Weasel of unclear gender manipulates for a moment before snapping fingers.&nbsp; No sooner do the arcane symbols of underlying virtuality vanish from sight then you feel something familiar.<br><br>Earlier, of course, Lynda had the 'distraction' setting turned on, and you were virtually molested, spanked, and tweaked.&nbsp; This is sort of familiar, but...it feels like two gigantic, hot, throbbing cocks are thrusting into you, vaginally and anally, while your clit is pinched and tweaked and your full breasts are kneaded roughly...and then the sensation of a third huge rod sliding between them joins in.<br><br><strong>"There you go!&nbsp; Enjoy!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>19-01-2016, 04:21:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia watches what he is doing, "How.. do you access the command line like that.. is that what you call it?" She smiled and wondered what he is doing, then groaned as the devices not only filled her but started to pummel her repeatedly, she closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, trying to talk but finding it difficult, after a few minutes and coming multiple times, she finally musters up the strength to say, "Ohhhh.. can we.. slow it down a little.. or.. give me a control.. with, slow... stop... and fast?" She shuddered, again and again. She saw stars, barely able to think. She gritted her teeth, as her breasts were bobbing up and down, her nipples hardened, the best sex of her life ever boiled down to a few minutes. "Uunngghhhh... ohh.. a.. little... slower," she says, gushing between her likely fifth orgasm in the last five minutes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-01-2016, 05:08:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Slower?&nbsp; I'd have thought you'd want it faster and harder,"</strong> the tuberat snickers, then pulls over again and repeats the funny gesture.&nbsp; The feeling of being filled fore and aft changes, slowing just enough to leave you with a mostly clear head at least until you feel both of them explode inside you simultaneously!&nbsp; And then they withdraw, leaving only the white hot sensation of full loads inside you for a few moments before you feel two equally large tools thrusting inside...<br><br><strong>"Just let me know if you want another two in there."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>19-01-2016, 10:30:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods and gasps, moaning as they continue working her over, "Ohhh.. fuck.. no.. controller that.. I could use.. on myself?" She shudders as they unload inside of her, "How.. is this working.. it all... feels so real.. ohhhhh... uhhhnnnnn... fuck... fuck... FUCK!" She was quickly making a puddle of her own love juices, as she clenched her teeth as the invisible items sped up, fucking her thoroughly.<br><br>She tried to catch her breath, "Can you.. write me some code that.. takes the beauty, curves, and sensitivity from women that are defeated in the ring.. and, gives it to me instead? Say.. draining them in.. 2 or 3 inches in each key statistic." She smirks, "Ok, nevermind.. maybe another hub that has lower gravity.. then, show me how large and curvy I can become... like, the maximums." She shudders as she finishes the thought.<br><br>"That would work I think."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-01-2016, 16:14:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, no.&nbsp; It's much more fun to leave you at the mercy of whatever someone with access might do," your chauffeur giggles, waggling eyebrows suggestively.&nbsp; <strong>"Would you prefer a touch of bondage thrown in?&nbsp; A lusty boob-whipping to add to the lovely feel of three huge dicks deep inside you?"</strong><br><br>She (it is she, right?) giggles.<br><br><strong>"Or perhaps two tools in one hole!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>20-01-2016, 06:25:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks at the rat, "Ok.. can you stop it for now.. so we can talk?" She waited for the rat to do just that. "How do I gain access like you have?" She frowned, "Do you think I'll be trapped here forever? I.. I tell you what.. I will indulge you.. we can.. get wild and crazy after we settle things down here and switch to a new hub.. if you give me access like you have.. maybe we can make a duplicate of me.. and, you can.. do what you like to her.. as long as I'm not effected by it, though." She grins, "Does that sound like a good deal?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>20-01-2016, 16:11:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After accommodating your request to lower the gain on your virtual gangbang in progress, the Ferret-y creature takes what it probably thinks of as an alluring pose and smiles at you.<br><br><strong>"That's a very tempting offer, but to get my sort of access you'd need to be a whole different level of user."</strong>&nbsp; The tuberat leers at you.&nbsp; <strong>"If I could, I would, but I can't so I'll have to pine for the original and let some mouthbreathing basement dweller have the copy."</strong><br><br>It sighs.<br><br><strong>"The hub switch is on the list, and I'll probably have to leave you to it so I can go find the exit protocol and stitch it back in.&nbsp; Assuming that we can do that, of course."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>21-01-2016, 08:52:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks at him and nods, "Isn't it all.. just code.. I know, complicated lines of code, but still code.. You obviously can.. input into some terminal.. and change parameters.. I can't be put on a list of super users or something.. I don't know what it's called, but something higher than Player Character I think Lynda said."<br><br>Mia nods, "If I'm trapped here.. I at least want a hub where I can create something.. own property.. and build something, like my own island or my own mansion or something." She shrugged, "Maybe we can do some global edits on the hub to lower gravity.. that will make mud wrestling super sexy." She smirks, "Of course, I still want the gun that can suck away sexiness and transfer it to me.."<br><br>She giggles, "Wait a second.. why are you going to give a copy of me all sexed out to some basement nerd? That was an offer for you.. to entice you to help me out.. not to help out some weirdo."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-01-2016, 20:56:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"It's difficult to explain.&nbsp; I'm...like Lynda.&nbsp; We aren't users who are jacked into the system.&nbsp; We live here.&nbsp; For us, this stuff is second nature.&nbsp; For you, it'd be overwhelming."</strong><br><br>She...pretty sure the tuberat identifies as female-ish...gives you another leering grin.<br><br><strong>"I'd give away the copy because I have an appreciation for the original.&nbsp; But I get that you prefer boys, so no worries."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>25-01-2016, 00:00:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods, "Ok, so, like an AI.. a program? Or, were you a person that was brought here.. or what?" She thinks for a second, "Can't you.. ease me into it? I made some simple computer games when I was young girl.. You know, like racing games.. or word matching games.. or something."<br><br>Mia grins, "I still like the idea of a little village or hub where.. there can be wrestling.. or some sort of sexy combat.. and, the winner takes a few inches from the looser." She grins, "Or, you could give me a Ray Gun, with a touchscreen so I could control where the inches go.. called the minimizer, that takes inches and gives 'em right to me... first to my chest.. but then add inches to my height.. my butt.. shrink my waist.. make me.. ravishingly beautiful."<br><br>She laughs, "Wait a second.. can you make anyone that smells me.. any guy, get horny.. like, pheromones or the digital equivalent?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-01-2016, 23:31:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"I'm a something else."</strong>&nbsp; The weasel grins.&nbsp; <strong>"Like Lynda, but sleeker, cuter, and much more perverted."</strong>&nbsp; She tilts her head.&nbsp; <strong>"Sexy catfights, huh?&nbsp; You and some hot woman with huge knockers, oiled up and grinding together, first one to come loses...?"</strong><br><br>The rest of your proposals,&nbsp; you're pretty sure, are being filed away.<br><br><strong>"So basically you want a nonstop orgy with anything you encounter, and constant morphological change?&nbsp; And they call me kinky.&nbsp; Might have to distract you for a moment.&nbsp; Here.&nbsp; Abracapocus!"</strong><br><br>You don't see her move her fingers, but the feeling of being double-penetrated suddenly amps up again.&nbsp; This time, though, the footlong man-meat implied has changed slightly.&nbsp; Now it's more like fifteen inches of hot, wet, wriggling tongue in both holes!<br><br><strong>"I should tell them to lock you up somewhere or nobody else on the server will ever complete a mission!&nbsp; Or maybe we make you the final boss monster!&nbsp; Death by snu-snu!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>30-01-2016, 04:58:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles and looks at the weasel as she discusses what she wants, "<strong>No.. only..&nbsp; sometimes.. a few hours a week or something."</strong> She smirks, "<strong>It might.. I don't know, maybe it's just a crazy idea and.. I shouldn't of been thinking out loud."</strong><br><br>"<strong>Uhm, the morphological changes are from being victorious.. the victor gets the curves.. the loser gets flat.. but, only a few inches at a time.. not, like from Super babe to flat as a board in one second.</strong>"<br><br>She gasped as the items turned alive, "<strong>Ohhhhh... fuckk.... unnnnnnhhhhh......</strong>" She started gasping, whimpering and shuddering, gritting her teeth. She tried to think but couldn't, her insides were shuddering, as the orgasms started washing over her. "<strong>Ohhh... I said.. only.. a few hours a week... ah... ohhhh... like... Unnnhhhhh... Friday nights.. . from 8 to 11pm or something.</strong>" She glances down, seeing if there is something sticking out of her, "<strong>It.. feels like it's connected directly into my brain.. it's driving me crazy.. and making my pussy raw!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>31-01-2016, 05:59:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Honey, you get any more pneumatic, you'd be Mae West's bigger sister."</strong>&nbsp; The Weasel turns her attention back to the road, but leaves you distracted and pleasured by those virtual tongues.&nbsp; Fortunately, that's all they are--sensations. There's no hint of any actual penetration showing.&nbsp; But then that would kind of defeat the point of a more 'discrete' stimulation, wouldn't it?<br><br><strong>"You'd be surprised how many users are here for the sex.&nbsp; Or maybe you wouldn't.&nbsp; That was one of the projected issues with our go-live plans.&nbsp; So it's probably just as well those got scuppered since we have folks in the test servers who shouldn't be there and other folks in the live database who can't log out.&nbsp; But what do we do with you?&nbsp; Anyway.&nbsp; Railhead beckons."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>31-01-2016, 21:22:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Who is Mae... West?" She asks through clenched teeth. She shuddered as another orgasm rattled her body. She closed her eyes, waiting, as the sensations continued pounding onto her sensitive body, by the end, she had lost track of the orgasms she had experienced, but easily over 10. Her entire body was tingling. "I.. wanted to play.. a game.. a new game.. that was.. supposed to be fun.. I didn't even know there was sex.. I'm more.. of a casual player."<br><br>She groaned out another orgasm, "Although it sounds like.. I'm a sex addict!" <br><br>"I'm.. trapped here and can't log out." She nods slowly, "How.. is the software working.. interacting with my brain and.. making me feel these strange, impossible things, right?"<br><br>She groans, "How much longer until.. we're at Railhead?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>31-01-2016, 21:31:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The tuberat giggles, and it's as much sinister and crafty as joyous.<br><br><strong>"Getting laid more in here than out there, huh?&nbsp; Probably the same for a lot of folks.&nbsp; Although I gather the erotic side of things wasn't supposed to be openly announced.&nbsp; That'd bring the bluenoses down on us like nobody's business, fucking closet case pervert assholes that they are."</strong><br><br>She makes another gesture and the orgy thankfully subsides enough to let you think more clearly.<br><br><strong>"This is a sandbox.&nbsp; It's got a plot, sort of, but it's pretty much a sandbox so that people can just explore.&nbsp; Why we also have a problem with getting players logged back out is...well, it's worrying, but someone's probably on it even as we speak.&nbsp; Now, do you want to go get a facial or two while the tongues do a little quad-pen on you, or are you good for a while?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>31-01-2016, 23:56:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks over at the tuberat, "Yeah, that would bring out the worst if people knew about it.." She thought for a second, nodding, "Ok.. a sandbox.. sort of like a playset with a few minimal rules."<br><br>She laughs, "So, what is the most.. amazonian sex goddess you could make me, with the curves all raised to 11.. on a scale of 1 to 10?"<br><br>Mia thinks for a second, "Can you.. give me boots that let me fly or something.. or giant wings?"<br><br>She smiles, "I think no more penetrations.. or, cum dumps on me.. or in me for now."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-02-2016, 00:07:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"You're already made of pure win,"</strong> the Weasel answers, waggling her brows suggestively.&nbsp; <strong>"If I thought you'd let me, I'd be trying to fist you to a screaming orgasm right now while you felt two tongues in your back passage...but then I'm freaky that way."</strong><br><br>She giggles.<br><br><strong>"Now, neat gear and stuff like that, you'll just have to go out and find.&nbsp; Clarke's Law applies, so there are some farfetching bits and pieces to be claimed.&nbsp; Not purchased.&nbsp; The really cool stuff is part of the story, and you can't complete a proper quest by dropping by the JiffyMart for a blue light special.&nbsp; Goes against the genre."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>01-02-2016, 00:17:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks at her, "How tall am I right now? I'm the tallest.. and sexiest I can be?" She smirks and slowly nods. "What are the limits.. for boobs here.. is there like, a code.. a mathematical maximum.. and does the other hub not have those same rules.. Can you show me the max height and size?"<br><br>Mia smirks, "Help me.. get to where I need to go.. and let me start making changes to the world and.. I'll give you 30 minutes of game time to go crazy on me, with me, and inside of me, ok?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>01-02-2016, 00:21:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"I'm more of a whole package sort of mustelid,"</strong> the Weasel snickers.&nbsp; <strong>"And frankly, why mess with perfection?&nbsp; You already got it goin' on, girlfriend.&nbsp; Almost make me wish I could stalk you in meatspace...which I can't, and which wouldn't do me a damn bit of good while you're logged in, but there you go."</strong><br><br>She turns back to the task at hand.<br><br><strong>"Promises, promises..."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>01-02-2016, 00:47:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smirks, "<strong>I don't make empty promises, Miss." </strong>She snickers back at the snickering, "<strong>But, we don't have to talk about that anymore.. How much farther?</strong>" She gets back in her seat and tries to relax a bit, for once being able to think it was nice.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-02-2016, 19:51:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She turns to look at you.<br><br><strong>"You'd be willing to play with me?"</strong><br><br>Then back to the road ahead.<br><br><strong>"Not much further.&nbsp; I'm sort of ignoring the quests along the route.&nbsp; And I figure you don't care about finishing the spine story so much as moving to a higher level hub.&nbsp; Do I have that right?"</strong><br><br>The erotic sensations bombarding you change.&nbsp; Now it feels like you're taking both tongues in the same place...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>03-02-2016, 21:10:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at her, groaning as she continues talking, every minute she stops altogether and whimpers, trying to catch her breath as the tongues are driving her wild with need, "Yes.. I would.. I already said I would.. I know it's just casual here.. but it.. still feels real.. At least, I can't tell the difference." She glances at the road ahead. "Yeah, skip the unimportant ones." She grins, "Yes.. the higher level hub.. I'm hoping there will be less restrictions on creating content.. and being able to create a casino.. and hotel.. and all of the games we were talking about.. Maybe an olympic size pool or two and sexy servers to get the.. synthohol flowing.. or whatever you call it."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-02-2016, 23:10:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"All right, then.&nbsp; Should be at the transfer point in about...oh, three more orgasms for you."</strong><br><br>The Weasel sniggers, and the virtual tongues shift to work your other orifice.<br><br>Her estimate is off by two mind-blowing orgasms, but when they fade the stimulation has been turned off and the Tuberat is looking at you expectantly.&nbsp; While you've been distracted, she's pulled the truck into something that looks like a cross between an Old West log fort and a parking garage.<br><br><strong>"Our ride's here.&nbsp; You okay to walk?&nbsp; Or do I gotta carry you?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>04-02-2016, 02:45:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia moans through another body shaking, soul shuddering orgasm, finally abele to catch her breath, "Ohhh.. that.. I can't have too much of that.. it.. can't be good for your body.. or soul."<br><br>She moves to stand up, testing her legs, holding onto something as she sees how strong her legs are, "I'm not sure.. let me see." She stands up, supporting her weight, she moves a few halting steps, sort of like a newborn calf, but after ten seconds, declares, "I can walk.." She stretches and does just that, walking around in a few circles.<br><br>"What's going to happen in these higher levels?" She wondered but wasn't exactly sure. "Are they more dangerous.. or just give people more creativity to build, create, and change?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-02-2016, 17:44:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"A little of both.&nbsp; Bigger problems.&nbsp; Bigger challenges.&nbsp; Tougher enemies.&nbsp; And of course more opportunities."</strong><br><br>She leads you to a tall double-gate.<br><br><strong>"Normally I wouldn't do this, but I like you.&nbsp; So remember you promised to play with me.&nbsp; I want to do kinky stuff."</strong><br><br>You don't quite get a good look at what she does, but the gate lights up and swings open just far enough to admit the two of you one at a time.<br><br><strong>"This is gonna get flagged as an illegal transfer, so we need to hustle."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>04-02-2016, 21:05:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles, "Ok.. but, still only against programs, right.. The PCs still have a chance to win, right?"<br><br>She grins, "Yes, I said I would.. I agreed."<br><br>She rolled under, heading quickly through the gate. Mia smiles, "Can you show me around this new hub first.. maybe get me some property like we talked about.. and then we can.. do what you'd like, as long as we don't die or are permanently injured, ok?"<br><br>Mia smirks, "Just.. I know you can change time and perception of time.. so.. we have to agree on some other measurement about when we are done... and, I'll play with you.. or you can play with me.. or we can play with each other, alright?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-02-2016, 21:13:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Pretty much what you face is what's programmed in.&nbsp; The difficulty isn't scale-able.&nbsp; That is, if you level up in here and go back to the first hub, it'll be more of a cakewalk than anything else.&nbsp; So backtracking is kind of a no-no.&nbsp; But sometimes you have to."</strong><br><br>On the other side of the Gate, things are dark and steamy--overcast, rain pouring down out of a leaden sky lit by the harsh apricot of sodium lights, the whole looking rather dystopian and grim.<br><br><strong>"Oh, good!&nbsp; This one does have real estate options!&nbsp; 'Course, you may have to go all Grand Theft Landspeeder to unlock them, but at least it's there.&nbsp; You should be able to get your casino, hotel, and brothel combination up in no time!&nbsp; Now let me see, where's a good place to take a girl on your first date..."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>04-02-2016, 23:53:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia glances up at the sky, "This place seems kinda depressing." She nodded, "Yeah, I know that.. moving around must be frowned upon.. especially if there's already stability issues, you know?"<br><br>She grins, "Oh good.. I need to get some property!" She smiles, nodding, "Are there any good places?"<br><br>Mia is prepared to walk with him, "So, can you tell me.. any secrets at all? What happened to Lynda, will she ever come back or is she tied to the last hub somehow?"<br><br>She thought for a second, "Oh, can I get some NPCs that.. are good at their jobs.. you know, like an archer.. or a healer.. or something like that.. something that would help us be more successful in the game?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-02-2016, 20:08:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Hirelings are an unlockable feature, but you need to do some quests first."</strong>&nbsp; The Weasel waggles her eyebrows at you.&nbsp; <strong>"You ever play Grand Theft Auto?&nbsp; Same idea.&nbsp; You do stuff to unlock quest strings, and complete quest strings unlocks stuff to buy.&nbsp; Now about that date..."</strong><br><br>She steers herself toward a small diner complete with faux 1950's chic written all over it.<br><br><strong>"I feel like a cheeseburger, fries, and a long, hot makeout session."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>17-02-2016, 09:50:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods, "Ok.. unlockable.. got it." She shook her head no, "Grand Theft Auto? A video game about stealing cars? That's a terrible idea.. Games should have.. educational value or something, don't you think?"<br><br>She nodded, "Ok, but, I did start doing some of the missions in a row.. and, even got a little money.. The Sherriff in the last hub was a person, too.. he was.. in some sort of accident and the game kept his mind from going idle like his body."<br><br>She laughs, "Ok.. Cheeseburger.. fries.. and some smoochin' coming up."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-02-2016, 19:44:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Yeah, that's kind of something that we were afraid might happen.&nbsp; Bet he's having more fun in here, though.&nbsp; Got him laid, didn't it?"</strong>&nbsp; The Weasel winks saucily.&nbsp; <strong>"Okay, food first, playtime later, then maybe a quest or something.&nbsp; But I'll probably leave you to that.&nbsp; It'd be kind of sort of cheating if I tagged along."</strong><br><br>Finding a relatively cheap diner that serves the usual mix of fast foods is not difficult.&nbsp; The tuberat sits across from you and makes small talk, albeit redolent with technobabble puns and injokes that she doesn't seem to mind you not grasping.&nbsp; She seems mostly to just be filling the silences between bites and enjoying your presence.<br><br><strong>"So, ah, the file says that you're an assassin type.&nbsp; Is that the sort of job you want to focus on?&nbsp; Only it doesn't quite seem to match what you've been doing.&nbsp; I don't want to send you off on a track that won't be fun."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>20-02-2016, 07:27:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She thinks about it and nods, "Yeah, well, if here is better than real life.. than, why go back?" She grins when the rat agrees to the schedule. "I'm not sure half of the things you're saying.. but, yeah, for the most part." She thought about it, "I wanted to have a job that would be fun and not get me killed.." She smirked, "Why, what kind of job would you recommend? I don't think.. well, I'm not sure, what are the jobs available on this hub, good or not good?"<br><br>Mia nods, "Sure, that sounds ok.. maybe just.. make a button I can call you on my sword or something, you know?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-02-2016, 22:33:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"I haven't looked.&nbsp; But I hear you're pretty fun in the sack,"</strong> the Tuberat winks saucily.&nbsp; <strong>"I'm sure you can find something with just a bit of effort.&nbsp; Not much.&nbsp; And yeah, I'll leave you my number if you need a quick ride.&nbsp; Or a quick grind."</strong><br><br>She giggles, and you feel her foot brush your knee under the table.<br><br><strong>"Too naughty?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>25-02-2016, 09:12:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grins, "So, you're suggesting we change.. or I go to a different hub.. where, fucking is the same as killing?" She smirked, "Even if there was such a place, wont the patrons get bored?" She smirked, "Or just kill enough to.. be able to buy the property.. unlock it.. BTA style, was it?"<br><br>She smirks as the rat rubs her knee, "Honey, I've done much worse than that.. practically in a church."<br><br>She laughs, "Who said I was fun in the sack.. are you monitoring my feed.. or whatever it's called?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-02-2016, 21:28:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"No, I mean that if you don't wanna rack up body count there'll be other things you can do.&nbsp; It isn't all about body count in here.&nbsp; Or the number of notches on your bedpost."</strong>&nbsp; The Weasel blows you a kiss.&nbsp; <strong>"Are you saying you aren't a hot time in the sheets,"</strong> she adds, teasing you a little.&nbsp; <strong>"Or in church, humping against the firm, smooth, cool wooden back of a pew until you're ready to let the boys put it wherever they want?"</strong><br><br>She giggles, sits back, pulls her foot away.<br><br><strong>"Smart women always seem to have the most interesting fantasies.&nbsp; Especially the quiet ones.&nbsp; Why is that?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>02-03-2016, 04:16:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smirks, "No, I'm fucking fantastic." She shrugs, "I just.. think some things should be kept out of the bedroom.. like the church." She laughs, "There's.. not a whole lot of boys.. In my flesh.. I've had four boyfriends so far.. and, who knows if I'll ever get out to have a fifth.. Here, I've only had one so far."<br><br>Mia laughs, "You made it sound like my desires were strange.. not necessarily interesting." She smirks, "I thought it would be fun to.. create some sort of weird mud wrestling place.. especially since I am so good at fighting." She giggles, "Lynda told me that my cheesecake armor is practically bulletproof... I don't know if that's true or not, but, I haven't been hurt so far.. which is also why I want to be on the high end of the experience chart.. instead of the lowest.. you know?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-03-2016, 18:54:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"I wouldn't know,"</strong> the tuberat giggles.&nbsp; <strong>"I've never even had one.&nbsp; Boyfriend, that is.&nbsp; Now, shall we go have a little fun together?"</strong><br><br>She slides over to your side of the table, leans into you.&nbsp; Warm.&nbsp; And furry.<br><br><strong>"Oh, yes, you're wearing the Cheesecake Armor.&nbsp; You're as good as bulletproof, at least for some things.&nbsp; Bigger weapons can still hurt you, but against little stuff you're mostly okay unless they get really lucky or have something that ignores armor."</strong>&nbsp; Her furry hand brushes your thigh, coming dangerously close to stimulating you directly.&nbsp; <strong>"I wouldn't mind watching you mudwrestle some busty little submissive into an orgasm!&nbsp; Grinding her to bliss, slapping her around...oh, yes...but then I was programmed to be a rather responsive voyeur!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>04-03-2016, 10:18:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded as the tuberat explained herself. "Oh, you should definitely try one.. maybe one of each gender, at a different time, and see which one you have a preference for." She smiled and nodded, "Yes, we can.. have some fun." She gasps as the fuzzy hand explores her. "Oh.. wow.. You just.. want to touch right here?" She was not sure to do something like that out in public. <br><br>She laughs, "You still need to make me the ring that.. bets curves for the match.. maybe it could be a pair of rings that are worn during the combat.. and, the victor gets the spoils." She smirks, "Or.. let's see.. maybe.. we could.. unleash a buxom plague on this continent.. every woman I kiss suddenly grows.. and, everyone she touches, becomes a carrier.. and, I go around reabsorbing the buxomness.. and keeping the other players flat as boards if they wish it."<br><br>Mia laughs, "Oh, dammit, I said I wouldn't talk about boobs anymore.. Sorry." She reaches out towards the tuberat, rubbing and stroking her, wondering if she had any erogenous zones at all. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-03-2016, 19:51:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The tuberat pouts.<br><br><strong>"Oh, not here.&nbsp; Unless you think that'd be fun!&nbsp; Better to get a room so you can tie me up and spank me, or I can tie you up and spank you."</strong>&nbsp; She giggles.&nbsp; <strong>"I like your boobs just as they are!"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>05-03-2016, 10:57:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia grins, "I know you do.. I would still like to be.. a bit more exotic, and curvy." She laughed, then headed to the front desk to get a room, to be able to entertain the weird rat. She smirks, "So, do you like.. doing it with toys.. or.. where are you sensitive at?" She smiles, wondering how honest the rat will be. She giggles, "I'm all ears.. just, let me know what you like, ok?" She smiled as sweetly as sugar. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-03-2016, 20:10:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Curvier?&nbsp; You've looked in a mirror, right?&nbsp; You're like a kickass Amazonian fertility goddess already.&nbsp; Amp that up, and ain't nobody goin' home without some serious nosebleed."</strong><br><br>The Tuberat leans into you, holds on with one arm, giggles.<br><br><strong>"I...uhm, don't actually know.&nbsp; I know if I rub here it feels pretty good, and these bits that get hard whenever I see a pretty girl seem sensitive..."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>07-03-2016, 10:12:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She glanced around, looking for a mirror, "<strong>Oh.. I do?" She glanced down at her cleavage, wondering if it was impressive from another person's angle. She laughs, "I just.. feel like it's not the limit, you know.. Maybe I'm wrong and it is."</strong><br><br>She nods, <strong>"Ok.. got it.. here and here.</strong>" She smirks, "<strong>Wait.. I thought you were a woman.. but, if you're.. attracted to women then.. what are you exactly?</strong>" She walks with her towards a room, hoping the rat will answer her questions.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-03-2016, 22:00:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"I'm just me.&nbsp; Labels are for biologics.&nbsp; I'm a something else.&nbsp; I mean, I can be male, if you want.&nbsp; Or dually capable.&nbsp; But my core persona is...well, this."</strong>&nbsp; The tuberat gestures to herself with a grin.&nbsp; <strong>"Someone's kid sister with a taste for the ladies."</strong><br><br>At the room, she slides up against you, hugs you from behind, presses her head against your shoulder.<br><br><strong>"I think I was probably programmed by some horrible pervert.&nbsp; Or something.&nbsp; Or maybe a very frustrated person with a taste for slender women."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>14-03-2016, 07:39:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded, "I guess it doesn't matter what you are.. or where you are from.. only where you're going." She glanced back at the rat as she hugs her. She giggles when she talks about slim ladies, "I'm not sure my boobs let me count as a slim girl." She smiled and started rubbing the rat right back as she was hugged, kissing and licking her, encouraging her to play with her massive boobs. <br><br>She also returned the favor to the rat, touching her in the right spots, doing her best to encourage her wanton behavior. She kissed, sucked, licked, squeezed, and nibbled on the Rat's face. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-03-2016, 19:45:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Giggling, the Tuberat wraps both arms around your neck and pulls herself up until she can get her legs around your waist.&nbsp; Then she balances herself precariously and guides one of your hands to her pert bum.<br><br><strong>"I love watching pretty women touch themselves,"</strong> she purrs in your ear in between mewling noises of arousal that your attention to her face, neck, and ears inspires.&nbsp; <strong>"I love watching them bound and pleasured, helpless and ravished by other pretty women.&nbsp; Does that make me horrible?"</strong>&nbsp; Another soft giggle.&nbsp; <strong>"Lynda told me you had a little girlfriend back on the other hub.&nbsp; Should we find you one here?&nbsp; Or would you like to spank a naughty flat-chested little furry instead?&nbsp; 'Cause I probably deserve it."</strong><br><br>Her teeth find your neck and nibble.<br><br><strong>"Or would you rather have just my tongue on you and my fingers up inside, wiggling just so?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>19-03-2016, 10:19:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grinned and looked at the Tuberat as she explained what she liked. She nodded slowly, squeezing the girls bum as she puts her hand there. "Oh, you do?" She smiles and moves her hands to her own impressive bosom, squeezing and rubbing herself, playing with her own nipples, "That turns you on?" She grins, "I saved someone.. and, she needed.. some assistance to make her happy.. she needed someone to be her master.. I.. had never thought of that before.. I'm.. usually more of a submissive type once I'm in a bedroom.. or, at least I used to be.." She laughed, "Maybe the larger my boobs have become.. the more confident I've become." She shrugged, gasping as the rat nibbles. "Mhmm.. you can.. tongue and wiggle... all you like." She smiles and squeezes the rat back, encouraging her to explore her very own lush body. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>29-03-2016, 16:46:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The tuberat slides down to her knees, kissing your tummy as she touches you gently, teasing your sex and perineum with those warm and furry fingers.<br><br><strong>"May I do that to you, then? Tie you up?&nbsp; Spank you?&nbsp; Spank your titties and twist your nipples and order you to finger yourself for me, nice and slow?&nbsp; Watch you work your own ass with a toy while you blush and bite your lip and show me how good it hurts?"</strong>&nbsp; She smiles up at you.&nbsp; <strong>"Do all sorts of lovely, sexy, kinky things to your beautiful body and make you climax again and again?"</strong><br><br>She turns, giving your thigh a soft bite as her fingers pry you open.&nbsp; Her voice is soft, wistful, needy.<br><br><strong>"Put you in cruel bondage, whip you to tears, toy you to orgasm...make you pick up a pretty woman and fuck you both, tied up and helpless..."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>31-03-2016, 21:19:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She gasps as the rat explores her womanhood, "Uhm.. that's very specific."<br><br>She thinks for a second, "Uhm.. I did say you could.. explore me.. Uhm, let's just.. have a time limit.. as.. I perceive time.. not as.. time is frozen or something." She looked at her, "Uhm.. how about from 10 minutes from now.. until tomorrow morning.. but, that's with.. normal time running.. not any.. changes of reality, ok?" She thought for a second, "I mean, I know you can execute code.. so, you could.. freeze time if you wanted." <br><br>She thought for a second, "Wait a second, would you want to.. clone me and.. have my copy of me be your slave?" She wrinkles her nose, trying to figure out what she could do to help the tuberrat without becoming enslaved herself, "Does that sound good?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>31-03-2016, 22:20:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Her fingers slip inside, gently probing and wiggling, and she looks up at you.<br><br><strong>"Twincest?&nbsp; Oh, fuck, yes...watch you do yourself that way...maybe a temporary copy?&nbsp; Yeah...fuck...that's so hot!"</strong><br><br>For an entity of naught but code, she certainly has some wicked desires!&nbsp; Which raises the odds of her having been written by someone with no social life and no outlet but porn...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>01-04-2016, 20:27:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched the rat, "I was thinking more to be your companion.. to do whatever you wanted to her without hurting her, of course.. not so much to watch.. uhm, girl on girl on girl action?" She paused, was that the right term? She had rarely watched porn and didn't really find it exciting, no where near as much as her exes had, which is probably one of the reasons why she had been alone for the last six months.<br><br>She gasped, "Can you do it.. make a copy of me for yourself?" She licked her lips, "I still want to.. make the wrestling ring that we talked about.." She shuddered as the rat was probing her sensitive womanhood. She whimpered, "Or just a ray gun that.. steals beauty.. and curves." She giggles, "I tell you what... fuck me silly.. and, have that ray gun waiting for me in the morning.. have one of your helpers program it.. and, I'll go on a growing spree tomorrow.. Oh.. make sure the gun has multiple settings for strength." She giggles.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>09-04-2016, 01:14:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Awwww!&nbsp; But twincest is hot!&nbsp; Especially if it's you!&nbsp; I mean...that rack!&nbsp; That ass!"</strong><br><br>Giggling, the tuberat slides another finger up inside you and laps at your clit eagerly.<br><br><strong>"Hot twincest nude wrestling!&nbsp; A little catfighting?&nbsp; Tasty!"</strong><br><br>Her furry digits speed up, hit a good spot when she changes her angle to give herself better access.<br><br><strong>"...tribbing..."</strong><br><br>You're pretty sure she hasn't heard a word you said after 'wrestling'.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>09-04-2016, 22:08:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grins and as the rat goes crazy on her, "mmhmmm... that feels nice." She giggles, "Yeah.. twins.. that rack.. that ass.. fighting.. kissing.. fucking.. all of the cool stuff." She reaches out and holds her face closer to her breasts as the rat goes crazy, she groans and whimpers, "Mmhmm... so fucking good!" she intones.<br><br>She holds the rats head into her breasts, then picks her up so she can kiss her on the lips, "How do we make a copy of me.. and, how do we make a beauty gun?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-04-2016, 20:35:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Being hauled up to nuzzle your breasts, the Weasel giggles.<br><br><strong>"Fuck, yes!&nbsp; Maybe two copies, so we can watch them fuck?"</strong>&nbsp; She kisses you hard, thrusting her tongue into your mouth.&nbsp; <strong>"So we can do evil things to them and enjoy watching them come over and over?"</strong><br><br>Trying to wrap herself around you, and failing mostly because she's just too small to do so, she grinds against your belly.<br><br><strong>"I dunno.&nbsp; There's got to be a way.&nbsp; But I don't wanna think right now!&nbsp; I wanna come!&nbsp; I want to feel your hands on me and your tongue in me and hear you coming your brains out..."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>12-04-2016, 08:31:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She giggled as the rat made sexual demands. She smirked and shrugged, "When in Rome.." she said before she started rubbing the diminutive creature, with both her hands and her body. Her lips explored the rat's body, gently kissing and licking, while her hands rubbed and fondled, doing her best to bring some excitement to the small rat-woman.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-04-2016, 16:50:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Tuberat, whatever her other qualities, is quite responsive...and in far less time than you'd guess she has two or three screaming orgasms under your touch.&nbsp; In response, she does her best to return the favor with tongue and fingers, but it's a little awkward when she's clinging to you.<br><br><strong>"OH!&nbsp; Oh, yes, so good...please, more? So very good!"</strong><br><br>It seems, however, that as well as being incredibly responsive, she's nigh insatiable as well.&nbsp; Definitely programmed by some guy who knew nothing about women-as-real-people but too much about women-as-sex-toys!&nbsp; So getting her to calm down again takes some effort.&nbsp; Even then, she insists on curling up in your lap, naked, and using your boobs as a pillow, while she gets to work on your duplicates.<br><br>It takes her less than ten minutes, and it only takes that long because she keeps stopping to nuzzle your cleavage and make happy little animal noises of lesbian lust.&nbsp; But now you are looking at two near-perfect mirror copies of yourself, only one of them has bright green hair and the other has bright purple hair and they both look barely legal...and are wearing naughty schoolgirl outfits, beneath which you can see the black silk rope shibari-style bondage harnesses that probably accounts for their expressions of mingled arousal and discomfort.<br><br><strong>"Ooops!&nbsp; Too much wish fulfillment?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>18-04-2016, 07:28:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looks at the Tuberat who had already shuddered through three orgasms, "Will.. it ever be enough?" She smirks, "Each one.. should take longer to happen than the one before.. and, you have em.. all like, wham, wham, wham.. " She smiles as she curls up against her bosom. She smirks at their expressions, "Oh, I don't even want to know what they're wearing."<br><br>She grins about the wish comment, "You think?"<br><br>Mia smiles, "So, besides the hair difference.. any difference?" She's not sure what the Rat wanted to do to the duplicates, "Do you want to watch them fuck each other.. then fuck you.. or, what's the idea?" <br><br>It was certainly a strange feeling watching versions of herself outside of her body that she had no control over. She smirks, "We can't.. make them submit and steal their beauty.. there's no arena programmed for that I don't think."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-04-2016, 16:29:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Tuberat giggles and snuggles into you, nuzzling your boobs again and letting her fingers dance down your belly to rub your clit.<br><br><strong>"I may have made them submissive painsluts,"</strong> she giggles.&nbsp; <strong>"I may have made them fixated on each other because lesbian twincest rough bondage is hot."</strong><br><br>At least part of this statement is true, because your duplicates are now kissing passionately, moaning into each other's mouths and gently jousting for a dominant position over the other.&nbsp; This seems to involve snaking hands under their sister's clothing, grabbing the silk ropes, and yanking upward in a way that causes stimulation by wedgie and by pussy-flossing...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>24-04-2016, 09:24:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smirked, "Oh, I see.. well, then let's watch the show." She said, rubbing the Tuberat back as the two Mia's went to town on each other, exploring their limits of pleasure and pain. She licked her lips and watched both the Rat and also her sisters, they seemed to be having so much fun. <br><br>Mia reached down and inserted her hand into the Rat's pussy, slowly rubbing and stroking as the Rat watched the twincest happen right before their eyes.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>26-04-2016, 22:33:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Giggling, the Tuberat wiggles on your hand.<br><br><strong>"Oooooo!&nbsp; Wanna watch them wrestle instead?&nbsp; Or catfight?&nbsp; Or spank each other's beautiful boobs for you?" </strong> She turns to try and offer you her lips and tongue.&nbsp; <strong>"Or get gangbanged?&nbsp; Cum everywhere?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>30-04-2016, 11:02:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles, "I liked the wrestling idea.. but, I want something.. of value that is being fought for.." She shrugged, "You know, like beauty or something.. then everyone would have a motivation to win."<br><br>She holds her hands to her breasts, then giggles, "Sure, we can do a few rounds." She thinks for a second, "I thought we were going to.. get some land.. and, set up the adult playground.." She shrugs, "It's ok.. I thought it would take a little longer."<br><br>Mia increases the sensations in the tuberrat, trying to drive her to orgasm, through her fingers opening and stretching her pussy.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>30-04-2016, 17:35:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>'Mmmm.&nbsp; Yeah, right.&nbsp; Almost forgot!&nbsp; Pervo's playhouse for you...ooooo..."</strong><br><br>She giggles and squirms, surrendering eagerly to your touch.&nbsp; In the meantime, your twins are getting a little rougher, and you're pretty sure a frontal wedgie yanked like that hurts like hell.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>03-05-2016, 06:25:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She giggles, "Yeah, Pervo's playhouse.. I need a weapon to.. suck the beauty out of someone." She grins and continues working on her strange friend, while watching her duplicates play roughly with each other. She watched the rat, knowing she would probably enjoy it, especially when they started twisting each other's boobs. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-05-2016, 23:06:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				One of the twins suddenly shrieked, climaxing from the rough pussy-flossing.&nbsp; Her 'sister' let her drop, then slapped her tits and threw her down, stradding her face and grinding down.&nbsp; This got the Tuberat's attention...<br><br><strong>"How perverted and evil can we be with them?"</strong>&nbsp; She takes hold of your wrist, trying to encourage you to work your fingers deeper...or maybe she's trying to get fisted?&nbsp; Hard to tell.&nbsp; <strong>"Why a beauty-sucking ray?&nbsp; Shouldn't we want lots of pretty girls around?&nbsp; Naked and horny?&nbsp; Ready and eager and panting to be filled and used?"</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>08-05-2016, 08:46:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smirks, "Ok, I got it.. first, a virus that.. increases beauty off the charts.. I'm talking 4 or 5 years of puberty, boiled down into 1 minute.. not to mention they'd all become nymphos who are practically insataible... then, I can drain the excess beauty with my ray.. oh, and the virus would be spread through intimate contact.. to both genders." She smirked, "It can make guys.. studs.. who are eager to fill holes"<br><br>She laughs, "Oh.. I'd want that ray so that I can be the most beautiful woman of all time." She grins, "Or at least have the biggest breasts, ass, and libido."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>19-05-2016, 22:26:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"I like you just the way you are,"</strong> the Tuberat pouts.&nbsp; "Beautiful, horny, kinky...oooo!"<br><br>Distracted for a moment by the 'twins' deciding to slap each other's breasts, followed by more aggressive wrestling, the skinny Fur almost wriggles in your arms.<br><br><strong>"Fisting...fuck, yeah!"</strong><br><br>Then she turns, presses herself against you aggressively, kisses you with plenty of tongue.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>20-05-2016, 09:47:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles, "Ok.. just, give me the most sexy body of all time.. how about a seven foot tall glamazon.. with, tits larger than arms reaching out in front of me.. and the most sexy butt on the server.." She smiles, "Oh, and a practically insatiable libido.. ok, then we can have fun."<br><br>She grips onto the tuberat and rubs her, calling out to her too as her hands explore the rat's furry body, while her lips go to work on the rat with passion and vigor. She smiled as she continued giving her a tongue lashing. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>25-05-2016, 22:50:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"You're perfect as you are,"</strong> the Tuberat pouts, kissing you deeply.&nbsp; <strong>"Only possible way to improve you is to give you fur!&nbsp; Nice, sleek, sexy fur..."</strong><br><br>She nuzzles your boobs for a moment.<br><br>"Hey, c'n I ask for something really pervvy?"&nbsp; She pulls back, licks her chops, meets your eyes.&nbsp; <strong>"You.&nbsp; Strap-on.&nbsp; Violating my horny little tight bum..."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>26-05-2016, 03:55:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She folds her hands across her ample chest, disappointed or angry, or some similar emotion. She looked at her, "Why.. don't you go get fucked by my sisters... they'd love it, I think."<br><br>She frowns, "I'm not really a.. fuck a girl in the ass kinda girl." She cradled her own breasts in her hands, "I.. I'm a.. rub your titties and make 'em grow kinda girl."<br><br>She smirks, "But, you're making it hard if can't suck the beauty out of people.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>27-05-2016, 21:44:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Tuberat whimpers, hugs you as tight as she can, nuzzles your boobs some more.<br><br><strong>"But they're not you!&nbsp; They're hot, but you're...I dunno.&nbsp; Sexier."</strong>&nbsp; She looks up, almost pouting.&nbsp; <strong>"Okay, so maybe not there, but would you pin me down and have me with a toy?&nbsp; I wanna..."</strong>&nbsp; She seems to be blushing.&nbsp; Hard to tell through the fur.&nbsp; <strong>"I wanna get pinned and fucked.&nbsp; And...uhm...I like you more than I like anyone else around here."</strong>&nbsp; She shivers, shuts her eyes.<br><br><strong>"Ooooo, yeah, take me from behind while we enjoy watching the twins...please, Mia?&nbsp; I'll make 'em bigger if you do...since you want 'em bigger'n beach balls..."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>28-05-2016, 06:28:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She reaches to take one of the toys, looking for a strap on. She had never thought about it and never really wanted to, but, if the Rat needed to be fucked, then Mia would oblige her. She moaned as the phallic tool was pressing inside of her pussy as well, with each thrust it would rub her clit, she knew in no time should be climaxing wildly. She lined up what she thought was the rat's butt, then called out, "You're going to have to.. drive me home and I'll.. fuck you silly." She said, as she resumed plunging the strap on deep into the rat's butt, over and over again, reaching out to grab her breasts, squeezing as she continued pumping into her with the reckless abandon.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-06-2016, 19:24:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Tuberat is perhaps a little too eager, as her cry of discomfort shows, but she neither tries to stop you nor pull away.&nbsp; Rather, the pain seems to make her even more energetic...and somewhere in here, that 'distraction' mode switches on, letting you feel what she's feeling.<br><br>You're pretty sure she did that on purpose.&nbsp; And if so, she probably meant for this to be a pleasant sharing, because what you're doing is hitting all of her bells and whistles like a pinball wizard sending the toughest machine in the arcade straight past the high score and into tilt mode.&nbsp; The obvious side effect is that this is mutually mind-blowing as well, and about the fifth or sixth orgasm you start feeling a bit light headed....<br><br>When you wake, naked and sweaty and sore all over, you have a happy, purring Tuberat curled up against your side, her furry head resting on your boobs.&nbsp; Only...you've gained at least two cup sizes somewhere along the line.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>06-06-2016, 11:00:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Mia continued pumping wildly, she felt her body tingling, the sharing of emotions sending her body into overdrive. She felt each wiggle and bounce of her own chest, each deep thrust touching everything just right, each blast of pleasure, going straight to the core of her being, it felt better than anything she had ever felt. She passed out from the pleasure and when she awoke she found a new pressure on her chest, along with two heavier and swollen breasts, that looked positively perfect. She moaned and rubbed her own breasts, slowly smiling, as her body was still in the after-throes of one of the most intense experiences of her life. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>06-06-2016, 16:04:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Murmuring sleepily, the Tuberat shifts to suck on your nipples.&nbsp; You feel a dainty, furry hand sliding down your belly toward your sex.&nbsp; Someone's having a naughty dream!&nbsp; Or maybe she's just always horny.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>08-06-2016, 11:29:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grins and moves to help the rat out with one hand, looking down her chest and the view blocked by her own larger chest. She jiggles her breasts, seeing how heavy her newly enlarged assets are. She thrusts her chest out,&nbsp; stretching,&nbsp; she takes measure of how large she is now, moving around a little bit and seeing if she notices the additional weight with her other hand. She would definitely have sex again with the rat, she had made good on her promise and knew this word inside out and backwards and forwards.<br><br>Mia smiles if she wakes up, "I.. this is a good start." She thrusts her breasts out, "Thank you for starting to accommodate me." she smiles, "I know I still have some more room."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-06-2016, 18:39:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Tuberat mewls softly, rubbing against your flank.&nbsp; Right around the time your hand lands on her paw, her eyes flicker open...lust-glazed and eager, she sucks harder on your nipple.<br><br><strong>"...wanna watch you get it everywhere,"</strong> she says in between sucks.&nbsp; <strong>"Deep in your yummy pussy, back there, down your throat, between your boobs...fucked hard and cum-splattered..."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>22-06-2016, 08:25:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smiles, "My sisters? Or you?" She removes the strap on and hands it to the rat, wondering if she wanted to do the fucking or what the exact idea is. "I said I will entertain you.. and I will, as long as.. there's a beginning.. middle.. and end.. And, I don't want to look.. more sexy.. more sexy in my mind, which is.. crazy curvy." She giggled, "Yeah, and larger then beach balls... we're getting there!" She thrust out her breasts, which were quite large by now, but still had room to grow a little more.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-06-2016, 16:48:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Wanna watch you,"</strong> the tuberat whispers, nuzzling closer.&nbsp; <strong>"Gang-banged and creampied and splattered, fucked silly and loving every moment of your hard fucking."</strong><br><br>She pulls back, meeting your eyes...looking embarrassed, as far as you can tell.<br><br><strong>"Cum-swapping with your twins as they masturbate.&nbsp; All three of you in ropes, forced to cum by sex machines.&nbsp; Such wicked things...I'm...s-sorry...too naughty..."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>23-06-2016, 12:27:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She smirked and put the strap on back on, gasping as it hit her in just the right spot. She walked over to her sisters, motioning for them to join her. She reached out and rubbed the other girls, fondling their breasts, starting to tease them with the hard cock that she had sprouting from her smooth and sexy body. She reached out and started rubbing both of her sisters, one hand in each girl's womanhood, her own breasts bouncing wildly as her hands blurred over her sisters' sex. She let out a whimper, the sensations were so pleasant, she wondered what she agreed to, as apparently the rat had a very naught imagination. Mia had never seen a fucking machine before so wasn't sure what one looked like, heck, she hadn't even seen a strap-on in real life before either. She was breaking new ground. She decided to pick the girl on the right and start fucking her with the large, hard fake cock. She motioned for her other sister to sit on the girls' face as she was fucking her womanhood. She hoped the sensations would be extremely pleasant for everyone involved.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-07-2016, 00:52:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Tuberat follows, slipping her arms around your waist and giggling softly as she hugs you, apparently enjoying the closeness as you pound your double.&nbsp; Your 'sisters' are of course only too eager to perform, enjoying each other without any hint of shame or embarrassment as they trade off a few times: as one orgasms, she trades places with the other, so you end up pumping them both.<br><br>As you tire, the Tuberat brings her furry little fingers up to tease and tweak your nipples.<br><br><strong>"So hot!&nbsp; So fucking hot!&nbsp; I could watch you all day,"</strong> she yawns.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>06-07-2016, 11:13:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She grins at the Rat, "I.. can't go all day and all night.. I tire." She wiggled her hips, displaying the sheen of sweat that was on her improbably curved breasts. She moaned as the Rat tweaks her nipples, "Ohhh... mmhmmm.. that feels good."<br><br>Mia enjoys herself, fucking the two girls, and then changing places with them, glancing at the Rat to make sure s/he doesn't want to join in.<br><br>She was a bit delirious and light headed but still did her best.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-07-2016, 19:13:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The Tuberat's soft and furry kisses continue.<br><br><strong>"Then stop.&nbsp; Rest.&nbsp; Let me pleasure you,"</strong> she offers, nibbling your ear.&nbsp; <strong>"I want to lick you everywhere and hear you moan in climax while the twins worship your incredible tits."</strong><br><br>Furry fingers tease the cleft in your cheeks at the base of your spine as she works the buckles on the harness loose.<br><br><strong>"I want to be naughty."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>12-07-2016, 10:22:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She moans as the rat continued kissing her. She giggles and blushes, nodding as Tuberat nibbles her ear. She opens her chest wider, pushing her shoulders back and thrusting her chest forward as her twins go to town worshipping her breasts. Each twin assaulted one nipple, sucking wildly. She helped Tuberat remove her dick harness, nodding as she waited for Tuberat to join the hard fun. Her breasts started copiously leaking milk, it splashed everywhere!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>17-07-2016, 20:12:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Slithering between your thighs, the furry female laps at your sex and teases your perineum and anus with her fingers.&nbsp; Then she sucks on your clit while working two fingers into your sex, purring all the while in an attempt to drive you to climax several times.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>18-07-2016, 12:26:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia is breathing raggedly from the Tuberat's affection, whimpering as her finger teases her. She moans and shudders as she sucks on her womanhood, her body trembling from the overwhelming sensations. Her eyes roll back into her head, her body stiffens up as it prepares to be blasted by an orgasmic avalanche, shuddering, her muscles convulse as Tuberat hits her body in just the right places, leaving her gasping, seeing stars, and feeling lightheaded. Her body is tingling, her throat hoarse from the repeated whimperings and moaning of nearly overwhelming sensations that don't seem to end. Mia loves every second as she screams out in pleasure, over and over again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-07-2016, 19:03:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				When you recover, the twins are nowhere to be seen.&nbsp; You're in a small room, clean but comfortable, and the Tuberat is curled up beside you, warm and fuzzy and strangely comforting.&nbsp; You're still feeling pretty exhausted after what must have been an incredible series of mind-shattering orgasms, and from the oddly happy purring noise coming from the Ferret, she's feeling very satisfied with herself as well.<br><br>The door slides silently open and the twins enter, both of them flushed and cum-splattered and walking funny...reeking of sex, leaning on each other for support.&nbsp; They see you and smile.<br><br>"Are you feeling better, big sis?&nbsp; I think you passed out."<br><br>"That fuzzball even got her fist up inside you!&nbsp; Loud as you screamed, it must have felt so good!&nbsp; Can we try that?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>26-07-2016, 10:29:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia winces and stretches, glancing down at her well used body. She slowly sits up, "I.. I'm awake now." She glanced down at her sore womanhood, "Oh, really? Wow.. I don't remember any of it."<br><br>She smirked, "On each other? Sure.. that's fine with me." She climbed off of the bed and saw how sore she was. She wiggled her hips, thrust her breast out, and giggled as her nipples started to harden as she thought about it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>15-08-2016, 01:45:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				One of the 'twins' bends down to suck your nipple, the other kneels just above where one of your hands lies outstretched.<br><br>"I wanna feel your hand up in my pussy, big sis," she pouts.&nbsp; "Abuse me like your furry friend did you!"<br><br>She giggles.<br><br>"Make me lick her wherever you think she wants my tongue, too!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>16-08-2016, 05:59:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia gasps as the twins move towards her, starting to suckle on her. She reaches out towards her twins, rubbing each one, kissing which ever one is closer. Her hands reach out to stimulate the girls, she glances at the Furry, "C'mon hon.. oblige these girls.." <br><br>She urged everyone on, doing her own part to amp up the passion, with plenty of kissing, rubbing, and sucking on available mouths or nipples.<br><br>Mia helps push the Furry towards whichever girl has her legs more open.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-09-2016, 18:53:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oooo!&nbsp; Fist us both?"<br><br>The twins share a look, a giggle, and then adjust their positions to invite just that, even as one of them helps to move the snoozing Ferret-Mink-Whatever-she is into position.<br><br>"Hey, when you get your brothel, can we help run it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>04-09-2016, 23:49:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia was rubbing the girls, using her hands, her fingers, and even her fists to stimulate her sisters, all while the furry is taking things even further, starting to fist her twins. Mia watches with amusement, "Yes.. you can help run it.. that would be great.." She grins, "Although, I want us to to all look slightly different.." She groans as her sisters are pushed over the edge with an erotic assault. <br><br>"I want to be the boobs of the operation.. while, you.. can be the butt of the operation.. and, you can be the.. nympho of the operation.." <br><br>She looks at the Tuberat, "You're going to help us get the rooms all set up, right?" She grinned, "And, use your magic programming fingers of yours to make changes to the game.. so, I can have the biggest boobs.. my nick name can be Juggs.. I'll have the most sensitive and milky around.. with hard nipples.. but still sexy all over too.. while Sis A.. let's call her Buttz.. has the biggest rear end.. and most sensitive anus around... and, Puss.. has the most sensitive pussy all around.. always wet and horny.. Ok.. does that sound about right, Mrs Rat?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>02-10-2016, 22:09:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Apologies!&nbsp; Creativity circuits took a bit of a hit.</div></div><br><strong>"Okay..."</strong><br><br><em>Some time later.</em><br><br>The rest of the girls-only orgy passes in a blur of mingled afterglow and athletic prowess, but when next you wake it is pretty obvious that someone has done as you requested, because you don't recognize the room.&nbsp; This is not a bad thing, since it appears to be a corner penthouse suite in some opulent pleasure palace.&nbsp; Also, your boobs are huuuuuuuge.&nbsp; Fortunately, the Tuberat also found a workaround for the physics because they seem to defy gravity just a bit!<br><br>As for what woke you...well, the Tuberat is still curled against your side, snoozing peacefully.&nbsp; Beside the bed, one of your clones is standing with a clipboard in hand, blushing in her skirt-suit and patiently waiting for you to recognize her presence.<br><br>"Boss?&nbsp; We open in ten minutes.&nbsp; Did you want to check the schedule?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>03-10-2016, 03:25:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia stood up, slowly, petting the Tuberat on her head as she stands up, she looks at her massive udders, "Oh wow.. I look fantastic!" she turned sideways, "Sister.. am I as large as I feel I am? How did your ass turn out?" She has her sister turn to the back so she could admire her backside, "How did.. all of the preparations come out.. just like we planned, or what?"<br><br>She jumped up and down a few times, making sure that indeed although she was massive, her breasts felt and jiggled like she was simply a DD instead of a Z cup.<br><br>Mia giggled and looked around, "Are you Buttz.. or Puss?" She looked at the curvy woman wondering what her best attribute was. "Do we have any clients wanting to come in.. What's the schedule look like?" She was curious about what the Rat had done with the plans of their new business.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-10-2016, 20:32:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Your twin turns, sticks her bottom out, and reaches back to spank herself a few times as she gives you a saucy wink.<br><br>"Does it matter?&nbsp; I just hope I get a little double-anal tonight!&nbsp; Or a good fisting...mmmm..."&nbsp; She giggles, then goes back to business. "Stuff's mostly gone according to plan, yeah. Puss is, ah, warming up the girls now."&nbsp; She licks her lips.&nbsp; "Happy employees are productive employees, right?&nbsp; And the johns won't care if she's wet because she wants it or because she's had a vibe on her clit for a while before turning tricks."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>18-10-2016, 06:51:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nods, "of course it matters.. I want everyone to be.. happy doing what their best at." She nods, inspecting her twins butt. "Oh, wow.. Yeah, I'm sure we can schedule some double anal, Buttz." She checked the sheet, then looked at their overall financials. She was happy with how large she was. She walked around to inspect everything. It was all perfect.<br><br>Mia made sure the workers were happy being here and loved servicing the customers, with a lusty passion bordering on delirious.<br><br>She also double checked the schedules, seeing how often the workers did it. She wanted to have an onsite doctor for making the girls even more beautiful, as well as a spa and saloon. And even some light gambling if she could make it happen. Mia was so excited to continue working on the brothel of her dreams.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>04-11-2016, 22:08:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Your fist, up my ass, in the shower, while we have an audience?"&nbsp; Buttz giggles, dancing away so that she's just out of reach.&nbsp; "Puss wants to whip some of the girls later while they're suspended by their boobs.&nbsp; Says it gets the pervs antsy."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>06-11-2016, 09:47:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She grinned at her two twins who were much more perverted than she ever was. "Well, just make sure we save the performance so we can.. share it with whomever would like to see it." She flashed a smile, then glanced back at the papers documenting all of the business of the brothel, including how business was doing, and how many performers she had. <br><br>Mia looks around for 'Rat, making sure the girls can get supported by their breasts like Puss wants to, she wasn't sure but wanted to keep everyone happy. She checked in with the Tuberat to see how long her operation had been going as well as what the next steps were. She wanted to eventually talk to Rat and find out what was happening, what would happen next, and when or if anything would fix the problem. She also wanted their site to offer on sight magical enhancements, including wildly creative changes. She hoped everyone would be up to it. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-11-2016, 23:25:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Tuberat stirs, stretches, yawns...then turns to regard you with open lust and twitching whiskers.<br><br><strong>"...need coffee..."</strong><br><br>She slides off the bed and makes for the door, pausing to give Buttz a gentle pat.<br><br><strong>"Scuze me, babe.&nbsp; I gotta get something wakey-wakey uploaded to my biosystems tout de suite.&nbsp; And then take the day off, 'cause I think I'm all fucked out for a bit.&nbsp; Damn, what a night..."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>24-11-2016, 21:42:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia waved to the rat as she left, double checking with the managers to make sure that everything was going like planned- especially the girls were curvy and sexy, and the johns were wealthy. She made sure the enhancement store had cheap and plentiful short term enhancers and much more expensive permanent enhancements- of course her own girls would get free access to short term enhancers and 1 permanent enhancement after working there for 30 days, and another every thirty days until they had everything.<br><br>Mia squeezed her own breasts together, she couldn't believe how large they were. The rat had definitely did everything she promised.<br><br>She headed to the seamstress to make sure she was dressing sexy, to support her magnificent melons and show off her literal feet of cleavage.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>24-12-2016, 16:49:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				(YIKES!&nbsp; Apologies--thought I'd responded.&nbsp; Bad MadPanda...no cookie for me...)<br><br>The problem with going to the seamstress in house, of course, is that Mia is pretty sure the woman is lesbian (or bi, or possibly pan-), kinky, and obsessed with Mia's boobs.&nbsp; The results are, after about fifteen minutes of being fondled, squeezed, wrapped with a cloth measuring tape, and 'accidentally' nuzzled, an absolutely stunning dress that looks like it's been painted on and only supports those sweet melons by virtue of hidden anti-grav components.&nbsp; Guaranteed to draw the attention of every straight man and lesbian in the room and hold it until they cream their jeans...so to speak.<br><br>The 'wardrobe mistress' all but shoves you out the door afterwards, closing it firmly...which does not quite muffle the sound of frantic self-pleasuring that follows.&nbsp; Maybe you should do something nice for her later, like giving her to the twins for a hot threeway.<br><br>This, of course, leaves you free to make your grand entrance as the proprietress and greet tonight's guests, many of whom show clear signs of appreciation for the dress.&nbsp; Even as you mingle, Buttz and Puss sidle up now and again to brief you on the state of business.&nbsp; And business is good!
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Press Any Key... (magikakl/MP)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>magikal</strong> on <strong>25-12-2016, 10:12:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mia did go to the seamstress, she didn't really have any other choice. She gets dressed with whatever she has chosen for her. She puts it on and seems to love it. She did a few twirls, her large, curvy body have trouble as it jiggled wildly, barely able to be contained by her small dress. Mia enters, with a huge grin, passing out 10% off coupons that expire in two days. She liberally passes them out, then heads to talk to Buttz and Puss, letting her know what was going on with the promotions and making sure she has different programs set up for frequent flyers- they even had an all you can fuck buffet pass, that let you see any of the ordinary girls as much as you liked. There were also two other tiers of girls, the amazing versatile.. and the spectacular specialist. She made sure they had promotions from the bottom of the rung to the top, after undergoing several treatments to completely change the girls bodies from average to amazing and again from Amazing to specialist.<br><br>Mia thought about proposing that all waters in the brothel had an aphrodisiac effect, she pounded out the details as she went about her day. 
			</dd>
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