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[b-free]

"It's close enough dear." Dorothea smiled softly at the drone as she moved to stand, smoothing out her dress as she did so. "I think now might be a fantastic time to say our congradulations and leave. I worry about Wisp, and..." she glanced toward Alex.

The young woman seemed distracted, nails gently drumming on the glass with a light series of tapping sounds as she watched the main table.

"I think she can only hold out for so long." This was whispered to Cassidy, standing as Mrs Dukeson offered a little smile. "You're a wonderful friend Cassidy. We look forward to seeing you again."

Wisp hung back a moment. "If you have Hafiz's contact information, he sent a video not too long ago that's actually rather cute about Scraps." She whispered before moving after her group.

[SweetBee] Alex has already started on some of her prep stuff [SweetBee] So I'm letting you know I'll be over soon so we can start moving what we need to the ship ok?

B's message arrives a little before sunset, and seems to at least explain why Alex has been quiet for as long as she had been. The fact time felt like it passed both far too slow and far too quick for this whole... thing was probably something to address.

( @b-free I can TYPE STUFF owo )

Cassidy sighs, and closes her books.

You are nervous?

"Yeah. I mean, there's been a lot of build up to this. Kind of the capstone of my internship, and a big part of what it'll be like to do this in the future."

She looks at herself in the small mirror on her desk. "And I'm not really... one for parties. Can I ask—"

We will not seize movement capabilities unless asked for assistance.

"Thanks."

Cassidy takes her phone and sends B a response. She looks at her desk, holding her silicone tint and makeup tablet, then her closet, which housed her dress, purse, and the box with her necklace, anklet, and hair clip. This is it.

[Cassidy] Alright. Tell me if I can do anything in the meantime.

[b-free]

A figure flew through the night sky, purple and blue lights shining through the dark. They soon landed down in what to them seemed like a clearing.

It was Cake and Bird. "Okay, this is what we get for not paying attention." The purple hybrid murmured, her voice a bit defeated. She was wearing a pair of dark blue shorts with a thick baby blue trim along with what looked like a thin jersey that matched the shorts and matching snow boots.

"I don't know if this is a clearing or a meadow." The blue Solver Drone noted, looking around in an attempt to figure out where they were. She was wearing a blue-purple gradient shirt with white stitching in it, like it was trying to mimic stars. She was wearing black standard boots, a backpack comfortably on her back.

"Don't meadows have flowers?"

"I mean, maybe? I don't know..."

@yinyans-sideblog

Hafiz was out, settled on a blanket with a camera propped up at the edge of the trees. His face was in his phone, a coat on his shoulders as it was a bit chilly this time of year, though nothing to warrant much more than a thicker coat.

It was the movement that got his attention. White eye-lights looked up to see the confused pair not too far away, and he chuckled a bit. "Visit again they are."

And then what he was watching for showed up, which made him stare a little.

Th-thump. Th-thump. Th-thump. Large stubby feet easily crunched the grass as the plated creature wandered up. Four legs, one head, four eyes, and an impressive set of natural plate armor. The pair of drones were easily shorter than it's elbow joint, the stubby tail hard to see beyond its girth as large teeth were clearly chewing on something that crunched far too loudly with each move of the jaw.

Thankfully, it wasn't angry seeming, though it was clearly dangerous. Hafiz took the moment to give a sharp whistle, earning a lazy grumbling sound from the beast as it lowered its head toward a large nearby stone, plucking the item up.

The drone waved the back of his hand, easy to see in the dark of the night, to get the attention of the pair and beckon them over to his stake out spot.

[x--sinner--x]

Listen, I didn't mean to push my cock into your pussy while you were sleeping. It was part of a dare and my stupid friends dared me to fuck the girl I found hottest and film it as proof.

I was planning to be in and out, making sure you never knew what happened. But the moment my cock went inside, it felt so good that my thoughts of pulling out just left me. I was just dumbfounded and wanted more.

Sorry I came inside you. I really have to go now. Thanks for the picture.

I hope you will love the present I gave you 10 months from now.

[cursed-spectre]

There's a fizzle in the air, not something that can be seen, but a feeling that makes one tense and confused. It's like the sense of something about to happen, but the uncertainty of what that brings the unnerved feeling through one's being.

It pulses twice, not in quick succession. If anything, there's a delay of about half a minute before a long drawn calm.

With the whine of wires filled with confused electricity, there's a sudden pop before something arrives in the cube. Some kind of device, something in the design of an early era cell phone with a built in push button qwerty keyboard. It's clearly been modified, a much larger battery making the item rather bulky and some kind of case protecting it as it clatters to the floor. There seems to be a transmission in progress, static interrupting words here and there.

"Did that one send?" The voice is quiet, but familiar...

"Well it didn't blow up this time." The second is slightly familiar in it's monotone softness.

"See, I can totally do this whole.... transcend space and time thing."

"Lay back down."

"But B-"

"I can smell that."

"Then I shall celebrate from down here, with the popcorn you were so kind to bring me."

"Damn straight you will."

(Hello yes words happened in my brain @b-free )

Spectre picks up the device.

"Well that's not terrifying at all, is it, Alex?"

She also types "Hello World" into the keyboard.

[b-free]

"Yes. The one your guards are using as a training dummy flew through three fields of debris." Hafiz huffed and grumbled a bit. "Not that we had anything on the outside to be able to tell what was there, but maybe i can kind of handle that, who knows."

"Oh, um... i dont wanna cause problems... i just wanna go home." Mo teared up a little, but blinked it away as he handed Hafiz one of the tools he couldn't reach, and carefully scooted some closer to Uzi. "Oh i, uh... i need to apologize to him still..." Mo blushed a little.

"Tera's watching my... kid..." Hafiz paused his working. "Still can't believe i accidentally adopted a small feral child..."

"Yeah, but they like you!" Mo smiled a little bit.

"Gunna have to figure a way to keep Hack from trying any crap on the way back..." Hafiz muttered, just a bit upset. He really did care about the kid's safety.

(Choppy :o Link)

The night is clear, stars twinkling in the sky. The patrol seems to be relatively uneventful until one of the party looks up to see a small flash in the sky. Something not unlike debris burning in the atmosphere on entry.

Only it juat dulls, and slowly grows. Smoke trails as a ship is seen falling toward the planet, flames licking off the hull as it streaks toward the jungle, passing over the settlement of sanctuary with only a strong gust of disturbed and heated air before crashing a good couple miles away. The landing stirs the silence of the evening, the crash echoing loudly enough to reach Sanctuary.

((Trembles and tosses this at u before i delete it all))

Tera is on the roof, staring up at the stars before the streak of flaming hull catches her eye. Her eyelights sharpen as she turns the safety off her pistol and flies quickly in the direction it crashed, on high alert.

[b-free]

[WARNING! RIFT DETECTED!]

*Alex, B, Hafiz, Scraps, Mo, and Wisp somehow teleport to some sort of wasteland. A forest, covered with fog*

"Oop." Alex is less than surprised, having gotten used to this by now. B Is slightly less so, but the others...

"What the-" Hafiz is instantly checking on Scraps, adjusting one of the sensor systems into place. The child shivers, not used to that kind of feeling. "You good kiddo?"

"M-miss Alex?!" Mo blurts out, looking around and then running to help Wisp up off the ground. She rubs her lower back.

"I'm okay honey... What... where-"

"I have a friend in another dimension that seems to have some issues with his... inter-dimensional slash time-travel stuff. It's not really hit this many before."

"Is this something we should worry about?" Mo asks as he hugs his fiancee, worry painting his expression.

"Probably not, but between me and B, we should all be good until we find him." Alex shrugs and brushes off her pants.

[glittergroovy]

(if the full rent is $2000/month but you split that with a roommate, vote $1000. This is just about what you pay)

[x--sinner--x]

I kinda want to be a "mad scientist" kind of rapist. When my eyes lock-on to my potential next victim, my mind races with so many ideas on how to get my filthy hands on them and keep them all to myself.

Once I have secured my victim, I'll do all sorts of experiments on them to see what makes them tick. How their pussy curls around my fingers, which kinds of stimulus elicits which kind of emotions/reactions, what's their pain tolerance, what triggers an instant squirt, how deep can my cock fit into their cervix to breed them, how much milk they can produce from their udders, how brain dead and cock hungry they can get for me, and how will they worship me.

You might ask what's the purpose of these experiments when I can already do whatever I want to them as they are mine now and I don't need to test anything. Well that's because, with one singular action, I want to bend them to my will and make them do my bidding.

A single snap, even from a closed door next room, should lead these sluts to break away from the shackles that restrain them and break through the door, on their knees to taste my cock. I want to see them cling on to my leg and lick the cloth of the pant I'm wearing as if my cock is like their drug and nothing can stop them from getting it, because they heard the snap and they know it's "cock time"..

All those experiments are to mold these milky sluts into a brain dead hole.

[b-free]

Scraps, still being a child, will have one. Two I think actually, being from people very important to them. A little handmade wooden block with wheels, and a little bat toy. Their favorite shirt isn't a toy, but they will be keeping it.

Does your OC have any stuffed animals still from when they were young? Why? And what is/was it?

[nyxi33]

[b-free]

Wake up alone.

B's tail freezes in its swaying, though she chooses to ignore the all too pleased sounding faint voice that comes from behind them. "Interesting as in... different. Not bad different. It's nice. Not boring." Her hands reach out to brush over the flowers in a vase, her attention on it for a long moment before she makes a huffing sound.

"We should walk. It's at least less boring that way." Passing another empty frame, nothing seems to happen this time. No new image appears, no scratches. Just an empty ornate frame settled upon the dark wood wall.

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Six finds herself waking in a dreamscape that clearly belongs to no one that she has met so far. None of her girlfriends have what appears to be such large eerie space as their sleeping mind's home.

Slipping off the bed, her feet hit immaculately polished tropical blue marble tiles, the navy comforter barely creasing as her weight leaves it. One wall holds drawn curtains, pale blue light creeping around the edges while the rest of the room feels plain and impersonal. The walls bare of anything but a single portrait frame, lacking an image, and the closed doors that lead to likely a closet and the way out.

Despite the rather spooky atmosphere, it's not entirely silent and not in an eerily dangerous way. The low coo of doves can be caught ever so faintly through the silence, as can a breeze that rustles through a tree somewhere. Somehow it just makes the space feel lonely.

There's a sound caught, just barely, through the exit door to the room. Does Six choose to investigate?

(:3 no need to tag let's introduce my first oc for this fandom~)

Her ears sprout and perk up at the sound. She grows her beastly hands and unsheathes her claws. Threats are not tolerated.

"Whoever is around here, show yourself so i don't have to immediately pull you apart..." She spoke sternly.

No games. No tricks. No more.

[b-free]

[WARNING! 2 RIFTS DETECTED. TIMESPAN BETWEEN RIFTS: ESTIMATED: 10MINUTES] *First, a bright flash happens. Alex and B go unconscious for several minutes. When they wake up, Alex has been turned into a drone, B has been turned into a human. Then, Alex, B, Hafiz, Scraps, Mo, and Wisp get teleported to a shoreline. Although it is cloudy, so the sun isn’t an issue*

Alex blinks, red LEDs respond on her visor, though the right eye is lighter in color and flickers slightly. There's a couple cracks that run over the right side, corresponding to the edges of her scar. Her hair is the same color and style as it was before she got teleported.

B just stares, partly amused that her human companion had shrunk by a couple inches while she herself was still as tall as she had been. Her hair is a platinum blonde, eyes a pale grey-blue, and skin an extremely pale tone.

They glance to the stunned drones near them, then look at themselves.

"It changed our clothes too..." Alex hummed as she took note of B's slightly-too-large-for-her coat.

"But a direct swap, better than me being otherwise human-nude." B crossed her arms.

Scraps was focused on the dinosaur in the distance. "Is biggie..." The little one whispered. It caught Mo's attention, the young man gasping a little and holding his to-be wife. Wisp's hand was over her core, still orange in color. "What's that?" She whispered to Mo.

[x--sinner--x]

I love the concept of coincidental rape. Like just imagine being neighbours, but we found each other on a dating app. We talk and flirt for days, and eventually we reach the point of exchanging selfies and other spicy pictures.

And then one day I noticed something. In one of the pics you sent me, I could see my own house in the reflection. You took one right by your window and that's how I realized it.

With this newfound information I had to act upon it. I eagerly knock on your door, and you don't disappoint as you answer the door quickly.

"Hey, we haven't really met but I am your neighbour," I introduce myself, "and this is my house behind me. Can I come in? I would like to get acquainted."

I didn't know such a bombshell was talking to me on a dating app while being my neighbour.

"Yeah, sure. Please come in." The funny part is, as I am walking into the hallway of your house, you are texting me on the dating app. "Sorry daddy, but I have a visitor. I'll talk to you later. 💋💋"

And my phone pings with the notification you just sent me. While I know the cause behind the ping, you have no idea as it's just a normal notification in your eyes.

"Thanks for letting me in. You have a gorgeous house." I pause for a moment to take in the view and proceed to talk again. "And here you go. I wanted to bring you a gift to introduce myself."

"Thank you for the compliment... and for the gift as well. What is it?" You ask curiously.

"It's a pretty rare vintage wine bottle. My dad had a wine cellar and was an avid wine collector. When I moved here, I brought some of his collections with me, and I thought you would enjoy it. Wanna drink with me?"

"Aw that's lovely. And yeah sure, we could have a drink." But little did you know, I had put in a little substance to knock you out in a matter of seconds.

We both make our way to your living room, where sofas are arranged around a small glass table with some glasses. You use a bottle opener and pour some for both of us. We take seats opposite each other and I take my glass of wine and bring it up to my mouth, but I don't drink it. I waited patiently until you took the first sip and it wasn't long before that happened.

"Do you live here alone? Seems pretty big for you." I ask you a simple question, just to break the ice until you fall unconscious.

"Well, this is my friend's house actually. She has moved abroad with her family, and I was searching for a house and she rented it to me a year back." You take another pause to take a few quick sips and then continue. "Damn, this wine really tastes good. Great choi---- huh.. what's happe--"

The wine glass shatters on the ground as you pass out on your side of the sofa. I placed my glass back on the table as I had accomplished what I was hoping for.

I carry your passed out body to your bedroom and place you down gently on the bed. I whip out my phone and take some pictures of you - for keepsake purposes.

I slowly proceed to take off your clothes and look at you in all of your glory. You look much more pretty than the pictures you keep sending me in a teasing way. I couldn't hold it in anymore and I come on top of you and mount my cock next to your entrance and start thrusting it inside you.

Your pussy feels so tight even as you are passed out. Your breasts flop up and down with each thrust and when I look up at you, you look just like a dainty little flower. People might always look at your cute and demure side of you, but what I'm seeing now is a whole another side of you.

Your glowing skin puts infectious thoughts into my brain, forcing me to act upon them. I give into my desires, violating your supple skin and leaving marks as I go. I smell the perfume on your hair and it only makes me all the more feral. Your breasts are so milky that my hands sink in with every squeeze.

I take your breasts into my mouth and suck on it like a baby and it feels so good. I was picking up the pace with which my cock was moving inside your pussy. I grab onto your hips as I thrust harder, reaching further parts of your pussy with subsequent thrusts.

I think I overestimated my own resistance to cum, because it didn't take me too long, combusting all that pent up cum straight up her womb. I pull my cock out and see some of it dripping out onto the sheets - and it made me only want to continue. I pushed my cock back in her hole - in every hole in fact, taking turns - until I unloaded my cum several times in each one of them - and watching my cum drip out of every hole was very satisfying to see.

I took some more photos of you in that state, and sent you those pictures in the dating app.

"No worries baby. Here are some souvenirs of our first encounter with each other. Thanks for the return present. It was really lovely. Hope you liked all of my presents.

- Your visitor. 💋💋💋"

[b-free]

Oh this is fun to think of. I'll probably reblog this with other characters as they get revealed on this blog, but for now~~~

Alex: Complicated route that relies on a few specific choices spread across many 'chance' encounters. She'd be one of those really difficult routes that take a lot of time to run through. B: Route is dependent on interactions/relationship levels with Alex and [REDACTEDx5]. Semi-difficult if only due to the reliance on other interactions. Melody: Semi-easy route that requires you to 'get her attention' or gain a form of popularity that might catch said attention. Cannot have a negative relationship with Lizzy, Doll, Thad, or [REDACTED].

Hafiz: Normal difficulty. Would depend a little on interactions with his adopted child being positive over a certain affection level, the same with interactions involving his "Best Friend" Azha. Azha: Hard difficulty. Requires neutral at worst interactions with "Best Friend" Hafiz and a varying number of completed errands that she will either have you accompany her on or run for her. Mo: Not an option in all honesty. He got hit by a bus of love and it's cute but you're not on the radar. Friendship is on the table though, and can lead to bonus wingman points toward Hafiz and Azha. Hack: It's sad that he's an option, but all you need to do is not ask in the first choice.

If your OC were a romance/friend option in a game, how would their route be unlocked, and how difficult would it be to complete their route successfully?

[yourbigtiddyqueen]

So heavy. Can you hold them for mommy? 🙂‍

[b-free]

The slightest bit of ozone is caught from the charred exterior, flames that had been seen slowly going out and disappearing through the sight of the trees. Several angry and startled winged creatures complain from their nests or perches, some already having flown off to get away from the disturbance of the evening.

Three drones are seen moving from the wreckage, two cussing and complaining toward the third.

"Well if someone could navigate half as well as he could speak, we'd probably not be dealing with this would we?" White eye-lights give a rather fed up expression toward the other two, arms cross over a chest clad in a blank tank top that matches an identically colored pair of cargo-shorts on the speaker with a deeper tone of voice and short hair mussed from the crash.

"You're not supposed to touch the controls-" One of the two nearer the crashed ship points, the other grumbling to himself and nursing a clearly damaged hand that oozed oil. Both wore jumpsuits not unlike a mechanic's, their boots were covered in soot and some kind of wet smear.

"And look where that got us! We probably woke up a whole settlement with that!" The male in the tank-top rolled his eyes and limped his way toward the ship as something inside groaned with the clear sound of tearing metal.

The night is clear, stars twinkling in the sky. The patrol seems to be relatively uneventful until one of the party looks up to see a small flash in the sky. Something not unlike debris burning in the atmosphere on entry.

Only it juat dulls, and slowly grows. Smoke trails as a ship is seen falling toward the planet, flames licking off the hull as it streaks toward the jungle, passing over the settlement of sanctuary with only a strong gust of disturbed and heated air before crashing a good couple miles away. The landing stirs the silence of the evening, the crash echoing loudly enough to reach Sanctuary.

((Trembles and tosses this at u before i delete it all))

Tera is on the roof, staring up at the stars before the streak of flaming hull catches her eye. Her eyelights sharpen as she turns the safety off her pistol and flies quickly in the direction it crashed, on high alert.