Extraterrestrial  (Ryven and Noodle)
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				Title: <strong>Extraterrestrial  (Ryven and Noodle)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>noodlebloom</strong> on <strong>12-08-2016, 07:45:49</strong>
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				Glenn was an asshole, and Nate made sure he knew it as the bouncer guided him none too gently out of the bar and onto the icy street. Fuckin' ridiculous. Nathan LaGrange was a <em>grown-ass man</em> and if he wanted to drink until-- he squinted at his phone-- shit, 3 AM, really? Good thing he didn't have work the next day. He snickered to himself and sniffed, his nose running from the cold. Jeez, the weatherman hadn't been kidding when he'd said it'd be a cold one. Layers kept Nate warm enough, worn brown leather over a dark hoodie, pulled low to hide his ugly mug. Gloved hands rummaged in his pocket for the tattered pack of cigarettes he brought with him every time he drank. He selected the least dented cigarette and stuck it between his lips, tapped out the lighter wedged inside the pack, and lit up.<br><br>The smoke curling up into the night sky was pretty, he thought. Too much light pollution in the city to see any stars, but he'd always hoped there was somebody up there looking down on him. Not like a god, but a-- a guardian, maybe? Something more? Nate scrubbed a hand over his face, wincing at the rough texture over his right cheek. Six years. Six goddamn years since he'd looked like a normal person. Six years since he'd been able to score anything more than a sloppy handjob and one extremely drunken alley fuck. Nothing like intimacy, nothing like what he really <em>wanted</em>. He sighed, took a long drag and let it leak out of his nose. Better not to think about that, at least not until he got home and he could fill up his Amazon shopping cart with toys he'd never buy.<br><br>"Fuck," he muttered, voice low and gravelly even to his own ears. He stubbed the cigarette out on the brick wall of any alley. The clink of glass on concrete had him flinching, but it was only a scruffy stray cat. He made a face at it when it hissed at him. Apparently Nate wasn't quite as scary as he'd thought, because the damn thing walked right up to him and wound around his ankles, meowing hoarsely. No, no, no. He wasn't that pathe-- okay, maybe he could sit for a little bit, but only because he was dizzy. From the booze, probably.<br><br>"Shit, you're almost as ugly as I am." From what light reached the alley, he could see that the cat was black, maybe dark grey, and dirty. Its ears were notched from fighting, and only one green eye glittered up at him when the stray climbed into his lap. Nate pushed his hood off his head and ran his fingers through his mop of russet-brown hair, let his head thunk back against the brick and closed his eyes, the cat's purr rumbling under his hand.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Extraterrestrial  (Ryven and Noodle)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>12-08-2016, 16:07:41</strong>
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				It had been almost 1 earth hour since K had crossed the dimensional threshold of this world.&nbsp; He had acclimated to its conditions fairly easily since they did not seem to be terribly harsh.&nbsp; The gravity was slightly stronger than he was used to, but it was nothing he could not compensate for.&nbsp; He had arrived in what looked like an alleyway which was fortunate for him.&nbsp; Being detected on arrival would have caused a much unneeded fuss, so he was glad he could bypass that difficulty.&nbsp; He remained hidden in the alley while he performed preliminary investigation.&nbsp; His mind reached out to detect beings nearby.&nbsp; Some were small and without need for concern and others were intelligent.&nbsp; He took observational readings about them from his position such as general stats of height, weight, vital signs, and surface thoughts.&nbsp; He catalogued everything before moving on to the elemental composition of the area.<br><br>K spent most of his time in the simple form of a floating black sphere about 2 feet in diameter.&nbsp; He could choose many forms though, and some even suited his purposes better.&nbsp; He slowly descended to the ground, the black sphere he once was melting into a puddle.&nbsp; As he touched the ground, he began to detect the atomic and molecular makeup of its composition.&nbsp; He began to spread small tendrils out to touch other objects like the brick of the walls, the metal of the dumpster, and a few bits of detritus flattened against the asphalt.<br><br>He had been cataloguing for a good while until a sound disturbed his work.&nbsp; The clink of a glass had interrupted him.&nbsp; A quick sweep with his mind revealed a human close by.&nbsp; He reached out to scan this human's mind specifically.&nbsp; <em>Male</em>.&nbsp; This one's thought pattern was different though.&nbsp; Scanning a bit into his biological stats, K noted a different compound in his blood.&nbsp; &nbsp;<em>Chemical influence.</em>&nbsp; His thoughts seemed somehow less constricted.&nbsp; Perhaps this might be a good candidate for contact.&nbsp; Weighing his options quickly, K decided that if it did not work out, he could just force him to pass out.&nbsp; He'd wake up when he was no longer chemically influenced and think nothing of it.<br><br><em>"Human.&nbsp; Or...no.&nbsp; Nate.&nbsp; That is your term.&nbsp; I wish to interact with you.&nbsp; I have...a proposal that will ensure your safety,"</em> K reached out, contacting Nate through telepathy&nbsp; <em>"Come into the alley further.&nbsp; I will show myself.&nbsp; I will give you a choice,"</em> he added.<br><br>K's ultimate goal was to bring a human back with him.&nbsp; His research up to this point had been star cataloguing from his own world many, many billions of light years away.&nbsp; His technology was extremely advanced though.&nbsp; He had been monitoring this section of the universe for a while, and he had tallied the warning signs for conflict.&nbsp; A planet with this level of technology yet still lacking in societal harmony would doom itself, and his projection was a feverpitch of extreme violence within 2 months after his arrival.&nbsp; It was enough time to gather information of the cultures and people of this planet before returning with a specimen for preservation.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Extraterrestrial  (Ryven and Noodle)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>noodlebloom</strong> on <strong>17-08-2016, 23:57:52</strong>
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				The voice jerked him harshly to awareness and had him fumbling to sit up straight. Nate's breath steamed in front of him and he glared down at the cat, who just blinked languidly back at him.<br><br>"Did you hear that?" He had to be losing his fuckin' mind, hearing voices and talking to animals in the wee hours of the morning. Shit, it'd almost sounded like the voice came from inside his own head, though he doubted any of his thoughts had ever been that calm before. <em>A choice</em>, it'd said. It was that more than anything that had piqued his curiosity. So much of Nate's life felt scripted: wake up, go to work, go home, sleep, then do it all over again. The same damn thing every day with only tiny variations, until he went nuts from the monotony of it all.<br><br>He shoved himself up from the wall, still holding the (surprisingly very placid) cat like it would somehow protect him, and cursed under his breath. There was the niggling thought in the back of his mind that this was pretty much exactly the plot of one of those old sci-fi B-movies, and that he was just as likely to get his brain sucked out or something equally horrific as he was that this was just some whiskey-induced hallucination. Still, he headed further into the dark as commanded.<br><br>"Uh, hello?" Nate called, feeling lame as all hell. He could just barely make out the dimmest details of the alleyway; some punk kid must have busted out the streetlight. There was a glint on the ground from some kind of puddle, and he stopped at the edge of it and scowled. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Extraterrestrial  (Ryven and Noodle)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ryven</strong> on <strong>02-09-2016, 06:03:15</strong>
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				K remained on the ground waiting.&nbsp; He could feel the various thoughts running through the human, starting with confusion and running all the way to intrigue.&nbsp; Nate had made his way toward the back of the alley where K waited though his progress was slow and shaky.&nbsp; The alien sensed that something was putting Nate's normal sensory array off, and a quick scan of his cellular matrix revealed a foreign substance affecting his biological processes.<br><br><em>"You have been poisoned, but...no.&nbsp; You have induced this state of being on your own.&nbsp; Intriguing."</em><br><br>The psychic presence spoke to Nate again even though there was no visible sign of another person there.&nbsp; Nate called out, and K answered.<br><br><em>"This may be hard for you to understand, but you and your kind are on the brink of extinction.&nbsp; You have a short time before most of you will die out, and I have come to preserve your species.&nbsp; That means I will take a specimen with me when I return to my world.&nbsp; As I said before, I have a choice for you.&nbsp; Assuming that you are average for your species, I give you the choice to be the one to come with me.&nbsp; If you choose not to, I will look for others of your kind, but your acceptance would be efficient." </em><br><br>K then slid his puddle like body toward Nate in the darkness.&nbsp; Whether his answer was 'yes' or 'no,' K took the opportunity to get a closer look at the human.&nbsp; His dark form pooled under Nate's feet, tendrils of darkness creeping along his shoes before the alien slid up under the leg of Nate's pants.&nbsp; His form slid up along the man's hairy leg, enveloping it in his cool liquid-like form.&nbsp; K began to take observations immediately.&nbsp; <br><br><em>"Carbon based.&nbsp; Dimorphous.&nbsp; Male.&nbsp; Young."</em>&nbsp; K mused to himself.<br><br>He traveled further upward along Nate's form, enveloping his thighs and groin suddenly.<br><br><em>"Sensory input is heightened here.&nbsp; Sex organs notable.&nbsp; Species arouses quickly."</em>&nbsp; K continued as he moved to other parts of Nate's body.
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