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Fox Serum story
"This seat isn't taken, I presume?"
Dale looked up from the stein he was sipping from as the man who'd voiced this question seated himself on the barstool next to him. Warily, Dale raised an eyebrow in speculation as he mustered his sudden and unwanted companion.
Damn, I just want to finish my beer and then go home to bed... what's Jensen doing here?
While his department head at work, the sales department at a large company which was developing, producing and selling Fox Serums, was a companionable and friendly fellow, he wasn't known for visiting bars late in the evening - even less at a workday. The probability of this being a chance encounter therefore tended to be virtually zero, which meant that Jensen wanted to talk to him about something. Since he hadn'
Trina's Monkey BusinessDay 0:
Where to begin? Well, one of the top-recommended things people had for me to become was a monkey. Which is more than a little lucky, since my keyboard hasn’t shipped to me—I’d imagine that having some opposable thumbs will come in handy with the typing.
I took the vial a little an hour ago, so there’s nothing yet to see changed. But give it a little bit of time... Anyways, you know what’s coming next, some good old fashioned TF! Hope you guys are ready, because I know I can’t wait!
It’s great to be back! -Trina
I took the serum yesterday, and as expected, today I feel... Odd. Like, I’ve shrunk a little bit, and my legs look like they’ve grown a coat of fur. Isn’t that weird? I didn’t think that I’d first be changing into a primate, but I have to admit, I think I kind of like the idea. Monkeys and humans aren’t that far apart an
Force Bound (a SWTOR DiD Story)
The battered Corellian freighter glided through space, powered on by heavily modified ion engines as it flew towards its destination. Christened the Troublemaker, the freighter consisted of a saucer-like hull with a tapered cockpit protruding from its centre, with an off-set cargo module on the hull. It was currently flying on a familiar course, making its approach towards the infamous moon in the galaxy: Nar Shaddaa, the Smuggler’s Moon.
Sitting in the pilot’s chair, Tria “Troubelle” Tzanti grinned as she watched the moon grow closer, always happy to be returning to that neon nightmare. Young, slender and fully of mischievous energy, Troubelle whistled to herself as she piloted the Troublemaker into orbit. As a zabrak, she sported short, torn-like horns than protruded through her short wavy hair, and her pretty heart-shaped face was segmented by traditional line tattoos. A smuggler by trade, she was dressed in a revealing yellow tu
TMNT 2012 Chapter 26: No ChoiceChapter 26: No Choice
Mona's arms wrapped protectively around Diana, “This is what you were worried about Donnie.... wasn't it?”
Donnie looked up to Mona and hesitated, “Yes, but....I don't understand how they knew about her.”
Lotus looked at Donnie, “Tiger Claw saw her pregnant Donnie.”
Donnie shook his head, “Still. How do they know she's a girl and that her name is Diana? Not to mention they have descriptions of her.”
“And,” Leo added. “how did they know the baby survived in the first place?”
Donnie began typing into the computer. His brow furrowing more and more as his fingers clacked against the keyboard. Raph was pacing off to the side, trying to control his temper.
“How's my.....” Bradford began as he walked through the doors to Donnie's lab. He stopped seeing all the serious faces, “What's wrong?” Bradford's face was now dark and serious as he walked over to Donnie's computer.
Flora's Arrangements (TF)Flora’s Arrangements: a simple store in the middle of southeastern Florida. It’s out of the way, too far from any landscaping opportunities to make its wares desirable... But its business doesn’t rely on the selling its wares. Its business relies on a little bit of change.
Flora is a witch, and a damned good one at that. Most of her kind preferred to use others, changing humans against their will. After all, transformation is the key to immortality for their kind. But Flora is in no way a typical witch. She only nibbles on time borrowed from people’s changes, preferring to ask for permission first. Finding voluntary subjects helps her stay abreast of the law, of any authority—and it makes her popular and well-liked with her usual clients.
So, without further ado, let’s take a step into this quaint little shop with a magical owner, watch a few chapters from the life of the kind witch with a green thumb.
Intuders, Reports, and beatings* Esaki: Avallocks left foot would hoover for a moment as he sat along a fallen rusted fence. He had been out marking the turf...keeping things in order...and just now he had decided to take a scratch break. Damn fleas and bugs. The bats would need to work harder...He'd scoff to himself before lifting his left foot to carefully scratch at his left ear. Gettin a gooood long scratch in there he'd make small pleasure grunts as his foot moved rhythmically against his ear and head. After he had enough he'd shift into a stand and shake out his fur...but pause half way through. Standing alter...ears perked...eyes wide and intense...he'd listen...he thought he heard somedog nearby...
* Rubbalite: Blue eyes were watching the young rottie mix quietly from a distance, licking her maw ever so slightly as she laid on the ground for the time being. Skelter had been wandering the territory earlier, thinking over something and seeing what was a good place to maybe do that something. Her
100 Theme Challenge - 1] Beginnings1] Beginnings
Heels clicked against the wood flooring. Feedback played through the speakers as she fumbled with the microphone, causing her to flinch. Adults used these things to talk to large groups of people, so why couldn't she?
“H-hello,” her voice cracked. Her heart rate elevated, and she swallowed. “Greetings.”
Her mother cleared her throat, prompting the girl to look over to her. She motioned to continue, but that only caused her stomach to turn.
She tapped the microphone, hoping the gentle tap sound could calm her. “As...you know...I am...or rather, I will be...your next princess...of Nareina. I....”
Her hands began shaking as whispers among the crowd arose.
“Our next princess? She is only a child!”
“I hope Her Highness knows what she's doing.”
“Honestly, a ten-year-old girl being next in line. What is next, an Empty?”
She wanted to collapse, to cry out how confused she w
CORELINE: Cave Dives And Revelations.++Professional Log of Shinji Ikari, Day 37, Entry 14++
++Research of the ruins present on Venus continues to go much more quickly, thanks almost entirely to the assistance and knowledge of my associate, a young woman who has lived in the jungles for as long as she can remember.
My associate has shown me ancient, long derelict structures present in the jungles that neither I nor any other archeologist to date had even suspected existed there. One thing about her is certainly clear, the tribe of native beings who adopted her in her early childhood did indeed know many of the secrets of the Venusian jungles.
In any event, the tour of the local ruins she was kind enough to take me on has been extremely fascinating, and may provide enough material for an entire book, let alone a paper.
As impossible as it may seem now, some of the writing on the ruins I’ve managed to translate indicates that Venus was once the home of an advanced civilization. The cause of its fall remains a mystery,
First Contact Altraean Dominion with Trinovan In high orbit above New Azirah, three Seeker frigates of the Trinovan Empire sit ready to make phase jump toward a new system. Scanners had recently discovered temporal warping activity around these systems, as well as dozens of other signatures that generally indicate an advanced civilization. On the bridge of the lead Seeker stands Commander Rika, a decorated military leader from the Shadow Guard wars who has seen her fair share of both war and diplomacy. If friendly, she has orders to engage in negotiations, and if hostile, she has orders to assess their tactical capability. "Prepare for jump," Rika says on the comm to the other two ships as three orbs of light appear in the sky of New Azirah, each ship illuminating in blue energy before turning into a streak moving toward the new system of their destination.
The doors to the conference room opens as Tyal'u and his fellow staff officers enter and take up their positions around th
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