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[Narrator: Tallconor Faction: WIJ] [Vaktovian: Barry1234 & Dologan ] [Setting: Vaktovian Mine Sector]
As I rush around the corner my eyes lock on his. I can see the metallic outline of his rusted gas mask through the pale moonlight. His eyes are a blazing dark red. He's a Vaktovian.
[As Tallconor stumbles back the Vaktovian lunges forward, crazed for revenge of the WIJ Crusade (WIJ-VAK). Tallconor falls down with a loud thud. Now sprawled on the ground and at gun point.]
He puts the barrel of the StA-52 to my mouth and stands forward and he grabs my face and punches me hard, his fist connecting to my nose. Blood trickles down my nose in a steady stream. Wrapping his arms around me with a knife in his left hand, he pulls me towards him (I can feel the bulge of his seam). His body weight crushing me, and I itch to push him off but I can't, my arms, useless pinned to my side.
"Oh Tall you look mighty fine!" he breathed
"Please," I beg tears streaming down my face.
The knife jabs my leg. Ow! (I feel his seam throb)
"Please what?" He said intensely.
"Please kill me now", I whisper
He smiles at me triumphantly.
"With this?" He holds the combat knife in the moonlight. I cringe at the sight of knife, it was was rusted, chipped and stained with dry blood.
"Yes sir."
"Close your eyes."
[ I hear a zipper pulled down and something begins to throb on my abdomen.]
I shut my surroundings out... the knife out.
He starts by raggedly chopping my hair off slowly rubbing the blade up and down my arms. Moving down, he press the knife to my chest and slowly leans and presses down. I feel the cold metal pierce my skin and penetrate through the muscle and tissue beneath it. He chuckles at my facial expressions and his arms curl around me and my legs turn to jelly.
[Vaktovians are known to have a tight grip when squeeze someone it gives a "jelly" effect.]
And a second he's inside me. My clothes ripped off me by none other than the barbaric Dologan Supreme General of VAK. I cry out and listen to his deep murmur. He thrust again and again until I cannot take no more. Blood is gushing from my chest like a fountain. I grab the knife and gather all my energy, I dive the knife into Barry's chest and twist. His exo-skeloton falls backwards and all life gone from it. But as I take him out of me I hear a click and the moon is gone.
[ Fifty Shades of Indigo - Strange Encounter ]
Pencil & Paper Studios All Rights Reservered
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IcyBloxJoin Date: 2009-02-16 Post Count: 1346 |
*sigh* *unzip*
;Mojkrt;Add 8k to my Post Count; |
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Written by Handwritten
Will be entered in WIJ's Story Contest |
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Icy unzipped is so bland.
Pulling it down adds suspense.
Like you're thinking what's going to come out of there? A cobra?
Unzip makes me think of underwear |
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yuioppJoin Date: 2010-03-26 Post Count: 5695 |
Do you think "Knife" is an innuendo for something? I think it is. |
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Also approved by Optitheory. |
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I approve this story.
RAT version coming soon. |
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Yay.
Author of Fifty Shades of Indigo |
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HNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG |
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Sir I ask to please turn off your laptop and drink some water. |
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Z007Join Date: 2010-09-14 Post Count: 11729 |
Quit writing inappropriate stories, my gosh. |
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Even better. Kick your moniter. |
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So a female WIJian killed in action is bad?
WOW |
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tall is female?????????
since when now??????????????? |
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Z007Join Date: 2010-09-14 Post Count: 11729 |
Handwritten, quit it. The reason it is inappropriate is obvious. |
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Z007Join Date: 2010-09-14 Post Count: 11729 |
IPwned, her description says it all. |
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The seam parts are suppose to be leg twitches DUH
Yeah people on the wall told me tall was a girl.. |
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tall is actually a man
fake!!!!!!!!!!! |
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yuioppJoin Date: 2010-03-26 Post Count: 5695 |
Well uh...
Is it bad if this turned me on?
It is, isn't it?
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I fell out of my chair @ yuiopp's post |
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Z007Join Date: 2010-09-14 Post Count: 11729 |
You're great at making your stories hint inappropriateness.
"fifty shades of indigo"
and you say it's not inappropriate. |
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let the man write
he can make a career of it later in life |
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