Welcome to Rapture! (PulpyGoblin and Dehvira)
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				Title: <strong>Welcome to Rapture! (PulpyGoblin and Dehvira)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dehvira</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 05:07:07</strong>
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				<span style="font-size: 8pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>"What the hell happened?"</strong> A girl spoke as she rubbed her head and looked around. Everything was quite blurry as she had apparently been unconscious for a few hours. <strong>"Where am I?"</strong> The dark haired girl questioned while trying to rise to her feet. Although she did not know it, she was in Rapture. The chaotic underwater city.<br><br>Slowly she stumbled to her feet, her head aching. She was glad to find herself otherwise unharmed though. <strong>"Rapture?"</strong> She questioned when reading the sign outside of the Bathysphere. If only she knew how to open this contraption, then just maybe she could get out and look around.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to Rapture! (PulpyGoblin and Dehvira)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PulpyGoblin</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 05:47:59</strong>
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				Clanging pipes, hissing steam, drip-drip-dripping of water.&nbsp; The subsonic, ever-present rumble all around of the machinery, of the heaters that kept the air warm, of the pumps that moved said air throughout the vents, and even lower still, the currents of the ocean outside, sensed more than felt or heard.&nbsp; The insane and half-insane mumbling and ranting of the twisted Splicers, the comforting moans and groans of Big Daddies, the soft giggling of her Little Sisters.<br><br>Safely, snugly encased within the reassuring weight of her armor, she let a sigh of content escape from her lips as she combed her gloved fingers through the hair of the Little Sister that was napping on her lap, the little girl's dirty blond head resting against her buxom chest as she mumbled incomprehensibly in her sleep.&nbsp; She could hear her heartbeat.&nbsp; A tiny sound, for a tiny girl.&nbsp; Fast, but smooth. Steady.&nbsp; Comforting.<br><br>A rumble.&nbsp; A clanging that didn't belong.&nbsp; She jerked her head up, tilting it to the side in a bird-like manner.&nbsp; The clanging descended lower, then the faint noise of air bubbles rushing through the water outside.&nbsp; Her eyes narrowed, her lips pulled back from her teeth.&nbsp; A bathysphere.<br><br>Gently, oh so gently, she eased the sleeping little sister off of her lap, and wrapped a blanket around her before tucking an old and tattered teddy bear into her arms.&nbsp; Her helmet onto her head, her inky black hair carefully tucked up inside.&nbsp; Seal the neck, attach her air tank and basket-cage.&nbsp; Left hand into the gauntlet that mounts her extraction needle.&nbsp; <br><br>She lurched to her feet, the reassuring weight of her armor and air tank hunching her over as a murderous red glow lit her diving helmet from within.&nbsp; Then she raced from her Den, her armored boots clanging softly against the metal grating beneath her feet.&nbsp; A leap from a railing, her mind expanding to carry her across the chasm below to land against a building on the other side, where she skittered down its face, not unlike the spider Splicers that nervously crept out of her way.<br><br>The bathysphere dock was close.&nbsp; She could hear the INTRUDER now, the erratic breath as the 'sphere settled into its dock.&nbsp; She could see the splicers getting ready to swarm, to be the first at the INTRUDER.&nbsp; Her metallic scream warned them away as it echoed off of the metal walls and thick glass, and most scattered as she crawled along the shadowed ceiling and into the docking bay.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to Rapture! (PulpyGoblin and Dehvira)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dehvira</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 07:13:59</strong>
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				Amidst the noises coming from seemingly insane creatures, Dehvira heard a hellish scream. The sound was that of nothing she had ever heard in the city. She had heard vehicles grinding against vehicles that sounded more inviting than the scream. Needless to say, the girl was horrified. She was trapped inside of this small contraption with nothing to defend herself with. As far as Dehvira was concerned, she was as good as dead.<br><br>If the scream wasn't horrifying enough, what came next would have probably made even the worlds bravest men tremble with fear. It was something Dehvira had never even heard of, a terrifying beast approached the Bathysphere. It wore a divers helmet and wielded what looked like a giant needle. What the hell was it? Surely if such a thing existed, she would have heard stories of it right?<br><br>Upon taking everything in, Dehvira did something she hadn't done in years. She broke down crying and curled into a small ball. Her crying, it wasn't even a slight sob; she was practically screaming. She didn't want to die, no one wanted to die. <strong>"Please don't kill me! Please! I'm too young!</strong> She screamed, hoping the beast would just leave her alone. Why was she even here? What had she done to deserve this fate?<br><br>((A bit better I guess? Lol))
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to Rapture! (PulpyGoblin and Dehvira)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PulpyGoblin</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 07:34:42</strong>
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				Above the Bathysphere now.&nbsp; What was it, what was it?&nbsp; The INTRUDER's stink through the armored shell of the Bathysphere, a frantically beating heard and the harsh rush of quickened breath.&nbsp; The viewports of her helmet flashed a blood red.<br><br>She released her perch on the ceiling above and let herself fall.&nbsp; The Bathysphere rushed up at her; she was flying.&nbsp; She twisted, and her legs and hands crashed into the metal shell of the 'sphere, her will giving her limbs the strength not to break and her armor holding away the bruises.&nbsp; The INTRUDER, a screaming, screeching morsel inside.&nbsp; Tasty treat.&nbsp; Chocolate fudge inside of the lollipop, right into her tummy.<br><br>She giggled, the sound distorted by her heavy helmet, and her head jerked to the side.&nbsp; The screams, the words, they rattled in her head, trying to grab hold of things.&nbsp; She was confused.&nbsp; The viewports of her helmet flashed to yellow for a brief moment, and she pressed herself against the bathysphere window, peering inside at the tasty fudge within, watching it tremble.. poor little thing. So tasty.&nbsp; Not small like her Little Sisters, but small enough.&nbsp; She was hungry now, watching the chocolate fudge; it made her tummy itch.<br><br>Giggling again, she pressed herself against the window, mashing the metal and leather plate that only barely covered her large breasts against it for a brief moment, sliding her gloved fingers along the thick window's frame.&nbsp; Then with a scream she headbutted it as hard as she could.&nbsp; The window spider-webbed underneath her diving helmet, and she giggled again, her viewports glowing that horrific blood red.&nbsp; her arm flexed, and her oldest friend, her needle extractor, slid from its housing with a satisfying snikt.&nbsp; She wrapped it in her will, then stabbed at the hinges holding the Bathysphere's hatch in place, punching one, two, three, four holes into the thick metal.&nbsp; Then a wave of her hand, and her mind ripped the door from the Bathysphere and flung it away.&nbsp; The splash it made in the water made her giggle again.&nbsp; <br><br>"Little Sister, Little Sister, come play with me.." she giggled as she stepped inside, her movements jerky and spastic and her viewports fading from that murderous red to a dark yellow.&nbsp; The chocolate fudge inside the lollipop, so tasty it looked, it made her tummy hungrier, itchier, and her breath quickened, making the large breasts straining underneath her armor heave.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to Rapture! (PulpyGoblin and Dehvira)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dehvira</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 08:07:39</strong>
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				As soon as the beast had jumped atop the Bathysphere the screaming and panicking worsened. Her screaming became louder and she began push herself into the farthest corner she could find. Every sound around her became much louder as her anxiety rose. She could hear distant maniacal laughter coming from the Splicers who were watching from a safe distance away. They mocked her it seemed, laughing at her misfortune. Still, despite all of this madness she still wondered where the hell she was. She knew it was called 'Rapture', but nothing else. It seemed as though she was underwater though, she had gathered this from the slightly leaking wall she noticed not far from the Rapture sign. Was it an underwater asylum? That could make sense. This beast could just be a security guard of sorts?<br><br>As soon as the beast was inside of the Bathysphere, Dehvira used what little information she had to try saving her life. Maybe it thought she was a threat or possibly an asylum inmate trying to escape? It was worth a shot either way. <strong>"Please! Don't hurt me! I'm not insane! I'm not a killer! I'm not trying to escape! I woke up here! I don't even know where HERE is! Please! Just spare me!"</strong> She screamed out, tears still choking at each of her words.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to Rapture! (PulpyGoblin and Dehvira)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PulpyGoblin</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 08:29:11</strong>
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				She couldn't help it.&nbsp; She cackled, letting her laughter drowning out the chocolate fudge's nonsense babbling.&nbsp; The splicer's laughed with her, and it made her laugh even harder.&nbsp; Her diving helmet clanged off of the Bathysphere's low ceiling.&nbsp; It annoyed her, and she stopped laughing.&nbsp; For the briefest of moments, her helmet's viewports flashed to that ominous blood red again.<br><br>She lunged at the fudge morsel with a scream.&nbsp; The tasty little morsel's clothing was soft underneath her fingers as she yanked it off of the floor and shoved it hard against the back wall of the Bathysphere.&nbsp; Such a small thing, light and soft and funny-smelling. She laughed again as she loomed over it.<br><br>"Time to play, chocolate Little Sister.&nbsp; It's play time!"<br><br>Her mind reached out, and the metal walls of the sphere groaned in protest and the controls began to rattle in their housings. Pops and pings, bolts ricocheting of the walls, screech screech screech, the pipes cracking and warping and the sudden hiss of compressed air leaking out of them.&nbsp; She raised her free hand, the hand with her needle, and a twitch of her fingers ripped one of the pipes free of the wall with a shriek as metal tore.<br><br>"Lookie at what I can do!"&nbsp; She giggled as she made it hover over the chocolate morsel.&nbsp; Then another twitch of her fingers, and the metal wrapped around the little thing's left wrist like cloth, then jerked its hand up and back to stab itself back into the wall above its head, high up enough that the morsel's little feet could only barely touch the floor.&nbsp; She giggled again, and called another pipe to do the same with the morsel's over arm.<br><br>"I caught you, I caught you," she sang.&nbsp; Then she giggled again, and the yellow of her viewport seemed to brighten as she gently prodded the chocolate morsel with the tip of her needle, just underneath the jaw, just careful enough to keep from breaking skin.&nbsp; "And now... we unzip you!"<br><br>Her hand slashed down, and with it the tip of her needle.&nbsp; It was something she practiced, unzipping the chocolate morsels but keeping the rose petals and stuffing inside.&nbsp; Sometimes she did it perfect.&nbsp; And sometimes she didn't.&nbsp; This time, it was perfectly perfect, and the morsel's clothes feel open around the tip of her needle from its throat all the way down to that place down there.&nbsp; Her eyes widened behind her diving helmet, then she began giggling hysterically, and her other hand reached out to roughly grab and grind her gloved palm against the morsel's crotch.<br><br>"Lookie lookie!&nbsp; I did it just right, and all your stuffing stayed inside!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to Rapture! (PulpyGoblin and Dehvira)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dehvira</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 09:14:38</strong>
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				<strong>"P-play? You're not going to kill me?"</strong> Dehvira questioned, her tears stopping and her voice sounding almost hopeful. Though if the beast was not going to kill her, what was with all the laughter as well as the laughter of the inhabitants of this sunken asylum? What else would this thing have in mind?<br><br><strong>"What the hell are you doing?!"</strong> She screamed; clearly her relief was quite premature considering now the Bathysphere was being used as a method of binding her arms up. <strong>"Let me go!"</strong> She exclaimed as she tugged against the metal restraints. Claustrophobia began to set in more than ever now and her fear pretty much doubled. It almost seemed as though the Splicers were laughing harder.<br><br>Dehvira became that much more nervous when the needle was prodded against her skin. At some parts it felt almost arousing, though the fear was still there. <strong>"Unzip me?"</strong> She questioned, unsure of what was meant since she was not wearing anything with zippers. As soon as she had seen the beast slash at her Dehvira closed her eyes as tight as she could. This was it, she was going to die.<br><br>A second passed -- though it felt like a lifetime -- and she did not die. It took her a moment to realize her clothes had fallen open and all of her flesh was there for everyone to see. <strong>"What the hell do you think you're do.."</strong> Her voice betrayed her and a moan escaped her lips at the touch against her crotch. How the hell could she be aroused at a time like this? The laughs of Splicers ceased and she could see them in the distance staring.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to Rapture! (PulpyGoblin and Dehvira)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PulpyGoblin</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 09:37:28</strong>
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				Her head cocked to the side at the sound that left the morsel's lips.&nbsp; A naughty, naughty sound, and she giggled, even as she roughly wiggled her gloved hand against that pink place between the fudge's thighs.&nbsp; She lowered her gaze to focus on that delicate pink place, similar to and different than the many others she'd seen and played with.&nbsp; But she found what she was looking for.&nbsp; She giggled again as her gloved fingertips teasingly slid&nbsp; over a delicate, fleshy little nub, such a silly thing that made such silly faces.&nbsp; Then she pinched it between her thumb and forefinger and gave it a careful yank, but not too hard, or rose petals would come out.<br><br>"Tut tut tut!&nbsp; You said a bad word!&nbsp; That makes you naughty naughty!" she sang through her diving helmet, her distorted voice making the childish words all the creepier, even as she cruelly pinched the clit between her fingers.&nbsp; But the moment the last word left her lips her gloved fingers let go.&nbsp; Her helmet made everything yellow, and she wanted to see the morsel better.&nbsp; Flexed her hand, and her extraction needle went snakt as it slid back into the boxy housing on her left arm.&nbsp; Off came the hoses and straps of her air tank and she let it hit the floor with a ringing clang as her fingers separated the buckles and straps holding her helmet to her shoulders.<br><br>She pulled the heavy diving helmet and her upper breast plate free with a pleased sigh, her kinky, greasy and raggedly cut black hair spilling out all the way past her hips.&nbsp; Her eyes were wide and luminous with a pale yellow light, her skin a sickly grey with a smattering of freckles across her button nose and cheeks, with a dribble of ADAM seeping from the corners of her full, plump mouth.&nbsp; She dropped her helmet and breast plate with a girlish giggle and an impish grin made all the more disturbing by the odd twitches around her eyes and mouth.&nbsp; Her breasts were large and full and straining against the dark leather bodysuit she wore as she stepped closer to the morsel, boots clank-clanking.<br><br>"Gonna fix you good Little Sister, mmhmm mmhmm!" she sang softly as she extended a gloved finger to softly stroke an invisible line from the fudge's throat, all the way down to that naughty pink place, then leaned closer until her breasts were mashed against her own.&nbsp; "Can't have play time if I don't punish you for being naughty first!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to Rapture! (PulpyGoblin and Dehvira)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dehvira</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 10:05:20</strong>
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				Slowly the fear that Dehvira once held began to melt away. She bit down against her lip, although it was a big leather glove it still felt pretty good against her lower regions. The sensations were driving her nuts, especially the careful little tugs against more sensitive spots. <strong>"Nn.. What are you..?"</strong> She questioned. Slowly she became lost in the touch of this horrifying beast.<br><br><strong>"What the fuck!?"</strong> She screamed in pain when her clit became pinched; the scream continued until it was let go. Once more she became scared, what was with the sudden change in moods? She was about as moody as a twelve year old girl; and about as childish too. What was with this thing? First it scares the living shit out of her, then it starts to please her, now it wants to hurt her? Why couldn't this thing just make up it's mind!?<br><br>Not only was Dehvira scared again now, but her anxiety was rising as well. The armor began to be removed from the beast and she expected some horrifying monster to emerge from it. What was waiting for her? Was it another one of those things she believed were asylum inmates?<br><br>When the armor came off Dehvira's eyes were closed for a moment as she was afraid to look, though curiosity got the best of her after only a few seconds and they reopened. <strong>"W-wow.."</strong> She muttered, she was almost speechless. Although her appearance was a tad creepy in the ominous lighting, and the grey tinges to her skin weren't very attractive, her overall figure and features were actually very pretty. Though the ADAM seeping from her mouth did seem rather intimidating as it resembled blood.<br><br><strong>"What do you mean fix..?"</strong> She questioned, also wondering what the punishment would be; she left that question unasked though.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Welcome to Rapture! (PulpyGoblin and Dehvira)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>PulpyGoblin</strong> on <strong>05-11-2010, 10:24:39</strong>
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				An impish giggle left her lips and her eyes shone brightly in the poorly lit bathysphere.&nbsp; Her lips peeled back, teeth oddly white where they weren't smeared with the ADAM that dribbled out from over her plump lips.&nbsp; A soft mewl, and her face was suddenly mashed against the softness of the morsel's neck.&nbsp; A deep breath to take in that strange, wonderful surface-world scent and mashed her large and heavy breasts even harder against the softness of the morsel's chest.&nbsp; Another mewl, and she roughly dragged her tongue along the side of the morsel's neck, savoring her taste next, all the way to the lobe of her ear.<br><br>Her ADAM-smeared lips wrapped around the earlobe, suckling and flicking her tongue against it as her gloved hands slid softly along the fudge morsel's sides, gently exploring that small, soft, strange and wonderfully new body, different and familiar in so many ways.&nbsp; Then her jaw clenched and she carefully bit down on the morsel's earlobe, hard enough to cause pain, but not hard enough to draw the rosy petals and make them dribble out, just as her hands slid over the morsel's bottom to dig in her fingers with a rough squeeze.<br><br>A heartbeat later, she let the earlobe pop wetly free of her lips, leaving it glistening with ADAM and saliva.<br><br>"Tasty.. but we gots to punish you lots more, before we can play.." she softly murmured as she nuzzled the smooth lines of the fudge's chin and jaw.&nbsp; "Gonna punish, until you're all fixed up Little Sister."
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