Dark Aeather (Closed for Gilkane and BrainsoverBrawn)

Gilkane

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OOC: This is for Gilkane and BrainsoverBrawn to RP in

Setting:

<Static and then the video clears showing a man in all black, and in a sleaveless duster and high leather boots and two pistols at his hips, on a plasma bolter and the other a Flechett thrower both outlawed weapons...his face is ruggely handsome and his eyes pierce through you his voice is both commanding and freightening>

I've played by the rules long enough, I have fought for the Allaince and the Imperium, counterintelligence and a pilot, I gave them all I had, and pretty much their all a bunch of sniveling brown nosing wastes of skin.

Let them fight their own damn wars, this pilot is head to the Frontier, in the Frontier a pilot is allowed to determine their own political and economcial destines...

You can mine for ore, you can even take up bounty hunting flex your muscles, you can even work for the mega corps out here defending their turf, I keep all of these guys very busy.

I don't care how fast your ship is, I don't care how many battlecruisers you command, you just don't get it, brains are the greatest weapon out here...And my brains have built and empire out here on my own.

If you come into my territory...I promise I will overtake anyone stupid enough to enter it, I promise I will make use of anything they have as I see fit...and I promise nobody will get hurt...Well two out of three isn't bad...

I'm here...and I am waiting

The picture pans out and there are five people on there knees and he puts the gun to each of them you see all five foreheads explode one after the other as a flechett projectile exit it from his executing them. The screen goes black....He walks over to you and looks down.

"Your lucky your pretty..."smiles as his crew laughs, "your mine now." he turns and yells, "stripe it, process it, and get her to my chambers and get a move on!"
 
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Eve

Eve struggles with the guards when she sees the vid of this man killing the survivers. She's wearing a black mini-skirt and top and her hair is in blue punk spikes as the guards start to take her away.

Fuck this. She thought as she rammed her heel down on a guards toe and escaped from his grasp. But instead of running away as any sane person might do, she ran back inside the room and right up to the man she was assuming was the boss.

She went right up to him and struck out to bitch-slap him
 
BrainsoverBrawn said:
Eve struggles with the guards when she sees the vid of this man killing the survivers. She's wearing a black mini-skirt and top and her hair is in blue punk spikes as the guards start to take her away.

Fuck this. She thought as she rammed her heel down on a guards toe and escaped from his grasp. But instead of running away as any sane person might do, she ran back inside the room and right up to the man she was assuming was the boss.

She went right up to him and struck out to bitch-slap him

As your hand strike across Gilkane's face every member of his crew takes a step back as you hand hits his face not only do you see that it has little effect on him and you just hurt your hand. The real error of your act come home when he smiles.

["This one is going to be fun." Gilkane muses, " But she does need to learn manners." With that two very strong hands grab you and spin your around and you end up bent over a computer console his one hand forcing you to bend over. Then he hike up that black mini skirt and rips your panties off and before you can really start to struggle a hard hand crashes down onto the soft flesh of your butt, and its not just one, he spanks you till both your butt checks are screaming. How many did he give you twenty? Thirty? all you know is he held you down and spanked you to the point some of his crew were starting to wince.

A few rules...slave *a spank accenting the word* ...I own *again a spank as the word own is said* you...and when you piss me off...your punished." His words held not anger just stern matter of fact tones.

When he stopped puts you on your knees infront of him. "Now little missy...who owns you? And I do suggest you get this right. There is only one other place to spank you if you get it wrong."
 
Eve bit her lip so hard it started to bleed as she tried not to cry. This guy, They hadn't even told her his name, was whipping her ass and trying to get her to let him have her. And she knew that she would have too soon.

She stubbernly replied to him "Y...you're a fucking bastard!". Then she winced and prepared herself for the coming punishment.
 
BrainsoverBrawn said:
Eve bit her lip so hard it started to bleed as she tried not to cry. This guy, They hadn't even told her his name, was whipping her ass and trying to get her to let him have her. And she knew that she would have too soon.

She stubbernly replied to him "Y...you're a fucking bastard!". Then she winced and prepared herself for the coming punishment.

Gilkane laughs, "You are a spirited little tart." Another of his powerful hands comes crashing onto you tender skin. Just as another is about to come down..

"Boss!" said a random voice your to caught up in your current state of affairs to really know what is happening. "Bounty Hunters!"

Gilkane laughs, "Bring her about put the cargo ship between them and the Lady Anshara,," As he gives orders he does not let you up but you are about to find out that he does not have idle hands, as he gives his orders some you really don't hear as you have your own problems, without warning his index finger probes your asses pucker then before you can get over the, Oh he's not going to..his finger presses into your tight little asshole all the way upto his third knuckle.

Over a stacticy radio you hear a voice of the Bounty Hunter's ship, " Gilkane Blackheart you are under arrest..." the rest of the message is drowned out by the laughter of Gilkane's crew. You realize the man manhandling you is the single most wanted man in the galaxy, pirate, pilot, murderer, monster! Some in the Civilized Zone say he's not real a myth...Yet here someone is telling this myth that has you in a very intimate and controling position...you realize you just told your real life boggieman he was a fucking bastard.
 
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