Badlands..Rugged, Dangerous Post Nucular Blast adventure..

[RudeNastyAssBitch]

Waking up in a Groggy haze, I try and Wipe the drug-like feeling from my eyes. Finally able to adjust to the dim lighting conditions, I scan the room for immediate danger.
Here in the badlands bad shit happens at any time, one has to be very careful.
As I hoped. This locator machine was quite like any other. They are mostly the same until you venture out to the new location it has placed you in.
It is sweltering here! The lands I came from last were winterlands. Stripping off my Long Catfur coat, Happy not to have to wear such a heavy and Cumbersome Garment anymore, Loving the feeling of Hot, humid air clinging to my exposed breasts and legs.
Time to See Where I Have Landed......

This is set on a post nucular earth. The date is 2099 and all is life or death. Hoping people can add everything from friendship to Sex to cruel murderous acts!
The Setting or Thread starts in New Orleans, or what is left of New Orleans anyway!

 

[JHolley67]

And it continues...

Moving slowly toward the door, left hand hovering between my sidearm and my Bowie, I noticed movement outside.

(...flesh...)

Had that been spoken or had I felt it in my mind? My mind registered the soft word - I must have felt it for my ears could not have registered the overpowering feeling of lust that came with that single soft word....

A hot wind blew through the cracks in the door, stirring dust at my feet, whispering the beginnings of sweat along the hard lines of my body. I instinctively wiped my off hand (right hand for me) across my filmed forehead. Pasted locks of my unnaturally red hair coming away, offering a slight penance from the heat I felt.

(...flesh...)

This time I was sure. The word had appeared in my head. The lust was not my own, though my own was racing up to match it. My heart quickened, the familiar tingle arced through my loins, my nipples swelled noticably....

Movement.

Someone or something was on the other side of the door. My attention returned to my weapons, still a hair's breadth from my left hand. I could sense their cool metal presence. I heard and felt the Other move toward the door.

Whatever the Other was, it was as cautious as I. The familiar old adage went through my mind as the Other tentatively reached for the latch. "Their just as afraid of us as we are of them."




Like what you see? E-mail me so we can move forward. I've always wanted to do a collaboration. And since we'll be getting so intimate, I intend to email you a pic.

Jason

 

[RudeNastyAssBitch]

Fight!

Moving closer to the door, I press my hand againset the cold metal. The door is vibrating at a furious rate! Thinking to
myself, If I could just press my crotch...Laughing under my breath I dismisss such a silly thought.
At least the thoughts in my head are mine again.

Reaching down to my wet thigh, I slide my 12" Dagger out of it's home with a meatal against Leather sound. Hoping not
to use it so soon after showing up in a new land! Slowly and with caution I wrap my fingers arond the heavy doorknob, Turning it with ease, it clicks faintly and the door pops from the doorframe. Lifting my blade and moving into attack mode, I swing the door wide.....Nothing.

It seems that my feelings of a presences were unfounded. No One and Nothing but the control center. I had seen this set up a hundred times before, Computers and machines of a long ago people, People that were now just dust or bones. Sadness washing over me I continue through the huge room looking for a way out.Hoping to find an exit and perhaps breathe some fresh air! After a hundred years of death, the smells one encounters are stomach churning. Not to mention the undescribable horrors I have seen and done....

The familiar red signs are at the ends of each hallway leading out of this computer room. Doing a kind of eenie meenie minee mo, I choose the hallway to my right. My boots causing an echo of footfalls I move quickly down the corridor, Finally coming to what I hope is the exit door to this creepy tomb. Putting all my weight into my shoulder, I crash open the door........

Blinding Sunlight streams through the door and causes me to blink and cover my eyes.
Suddenly! A shadow cross my almost blinded vision, and I feel the cold steel of a blade, slice across my forearm, causing me to fall out the door and down into the dusty ground.............

Hoping for someone to start a new character or Continue this fight!..~I am looking to move the story all the way through
the bayou and city of New Orleans...~Evil Grin~...Towns in which to Engage in Hard Alcohol usage ~LOL~..Dangerous
Sexcapades and Mind Numbing Violence!......Be Well,
RNAB.
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[Ambrosious]

This is a great idea, but it belongs in the Online Role Playing section. You guys come check out our little corner of Lit. You should fit right in.

Happy gaming.

 

[GEKKEN_]

Sounds crazy.