06-02-2007, 10:34 AM
Chris burbled happily, that is until the building super picked up his bucket. "Whuff!" he grunted. "Since when is paint this heavy!?" he muttered, dumping Chris on the back step of the building, just as it started raining.
"Great..." Chris grumbled, slithering out onto the street again. "I'll bet I'm gonna rust, too..."
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Declan watched from the safety of the control room as the robots sprang to life, weilding energy weapons, blaster rifles, saws, and all other manner of nasty implements of destruction.
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Katrina slipped out of an alley, licking a drop of blood from her lips. In the alley, her latest victim lay slumped in a heap, empty of his life-giving blood. "Mmm... he looked good, but he had no substance... junk food..." she grumbled. She wanted someone or something with more meat on its bones, not to mention between their legs. She was wearing a boddice-like top, held together with a ribbon spanning the gap between the two sides. The top squeezed her breasts together, forming enticing cleavage from her throat down the gap in her boddice, leading to her navel. She also wore elbow-length blood-red gloves, an insanely short skirt which only just covered her firm ass, and knee-high leather boots. She liked her cleavage most of all though, and exposing all of it at once was her #1 weapon for snaring potential victims. So now she walked the streets, looking like a goth, vampire hooker, hunting for her fuck and drink.
"Great..." Chris grumbled, slithering out onto the street again. "I'll bet I'm gonna rust, too..."
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Declan watched from the safety of the control room as the robots sprang to life, weilding energy weapons, blaster rifles, saws, and all other manner of nasty implements of destruction.
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Katrina slipped out of an alley, licking a drop of blood from her lips. In the alley, her latest victim lay slumped in a heap, empty of his life-giving blood. "Mmm... he looked good, but he had no substance... junk food..." she grumbled. She wanted someone or something with more meat on its bones, not to mention between their legs. She was wearing a boddice-like top, held together with a ribbon spanning the gap between the two sides. The top squeezed her breasts together, forming enticing cleavage from her throat down the gap in her boddice, leading to her navel. She also wore elbow-length blood-red gloves, an insanely short skirt which only just covered her firm ass, and knee-high leather boots. She liked her cleavage most of all though, and exposing all of it at once was her #1 weapon for snaring potential victims. So now she walked the streets, looking like a goth, vampire hooker, hunting for her fuck and drink.
