mutant lovers

Pyro

I run my warm hands over Violet's body, searching inside her clothes, warming her skin wherever I touch. Her hands invade my pants and my dick stands at attention as if to greet them. I want to have her right here and now in this dark corner of the campus. Trapping her between me and the wall, I rub my entire body against hers. My hands move even further beneath her clothing, finding her full breast my firey fingers play with her nipple.
 
violet

"please," i murmur sliding my loose garment up my legs feeling his body so close to mine undoing the zipper sliding it nearly silently down pulling his cock out needing him for more than energy, "please," i murmur kissing his lips then down his chin and along his neck

hearing that soft intake of breath as his warm cock brushes between my legs
 
Pyro

In the dark corner, Violet opens my pants setting my cock free. It springs out as if released from a trap, brushing against her pussy. I reach down with one hand and guide it between her pussy lips, wetting the tip and teasing her moist hole. In a swift motion I pick up her up by her thighs and thrust deep into her pussy, impaling her on my cock and pinning her between me and the stone wall.
 
Muff

With all the stealth of my Were, I carefully put my human feet down, bringing me closer and closer to that thing. Sniffing silently, tasting the air to see what the hell it is. I shut my eyes and let my nose paint the picture, something it does much more clearly than vision. It was vaguely male, it smelled of death. If my ears had been mobile, they would have flattened. I could tell that it saw me as a threat of some sort, the tensing of it's muscles, the speeding of it's heart.

"Gaiea, what is it?" I wondered aloud.

It's lines flowed, shifting into a wolf. Turning it's head and lolling out it's tongue, it dismissed me out of hand. I snorted, a wolfish sneeze, whatever it was, it underestimated me. That would no doubt, work to my advantage.

Sensing that at this juncture, it was not a threat, I pivoted with military grace and continued my exploration of the campus.
 
She terns and wolks away so I tern back to houmen form and wolk in the opisit dercktion tord an abanded bilding It suts my mud so I cler a room on the 2nd flour and I make it my home. I go back to the room wear I woke up. The door is still lockt so I efertlesly rip it of it's hingis I go in pick the bed up esily and bring it to the outher bilding. Then I go looking for som food.
 
violet

i sense onw of my guests has taken a destructive bent, i have sex with pyro enjoying the all to fleeting moment. as rest of days unfold. i go back to the bedroom of the dark strange one. biting lip wondering how the hell i'm going to fix the damn door, the bed was gone and i pulled out police tape i had found rolling the caution unsafe area over the open doorway.

i had unofficially been given the entire campus as my own and looting had been kept to a minimum. i felt sudden urge to explore the other buildings. i packed myself a few things for pyro and myself found an old map of the campus and stopped by infirmary to show my new guest to the quarters i had prepared. not finding her i dashed off a note with guide to her new room and went to kitchen hoping to find pyro there while i grabbed some food
 
Pyro

I run into Violet in the hallway on her way to the kitchen, "What's wrong?" I ask as she looks a little flustered, not her usual rosey self after we have sex. She explains that the door to one of our new guests room has been mysteriously broken off. We grab some food and set out side by side to cautiously explore the rest of the campus.

After about thirty minutes we round a corner to find...
 
i had headed to library hoping to find something to brighten my day. we hit a small building first that seemed to have no purpose, the doors were fine but the brick was crumbling. there were bees all over as if something was drawing them. i put out my hand and sensing nothing harmful inside i took pyro's hand, his heat making bees keep their distance almost like smoke. we make our way inside and i squell in delight.

"vending machines," i squirm through an opening, their had been no major manufacturer's of food or soda, and here was a treasure trove of pop, i dusted off a machine, wondering how long chocalate stays good, seeing only coca cola machines, along with normal candy machines. also a few refridgerated ones that had so much mold growing on them you couldn't tell what was in them.
 
After finding the kitchin and giteing som food I go back to the bilding I chose fore my self and see the heler and her lover enter my bilding I folw them in and woch from the shadows. When I see her go fore the vending mushen I say I could hav tolde you the stof in that wos no good. they spin around and ster at me I grin. if you need me my room is up sters. I start fore the sters.
 
Pyro

Delighted with our find, we turn to see him speak. A bit perplexed, we sort through the vending machines, wondering where the other guest has wandered off to...
 
Muff

I have found something interesting in the place that used to be the Campus Police. My nose scents something familiar, achingly familiar. I move inward, slowly, towards that elusive scent. I can't place it, but it is as familiar to me as the air that I breathe.

The confiscated evidence room or whatever. I break the hasp holding it shut and slither inside, following my nose with all the trepidation of a deer scenting a Were. There, in the corner.

I open the crate that should be dusty with the passing years, but wasn't. Symtek. I look around some more and find the detonators. Opening another crate, I find more conventional weapons and the ammo to go with them. What the hell?

What the fuck is Symtek doing in a university campus?

Shifting wolf, I send out a mental call to my hostess. Her scent is no where near this place. I've locked the smells of whomever had been in prior to me into my memory.

Realizing I've ripped the robe in my haste to shift, I remain were, sitting outside the police office, waiting for her to arrive.
 
I aper in my room as if out of nower looking arownd I deside thes place needs som pante. So I go looking fore pante lukily I fund som black pante in a shed nerby. I also notis som towls that mite com in handy later. I aper in my room and start paneting the walls and celing black agen suting my mud. when I her the other two run out the frunt door. I go to the windo and whoch them run to the polec bilding. I sherug my sholders and I go back to panting my room. When im dun I explor the rest of the bilding and I find a lab which seems to be resintly vacted. It looks like they wer in a hery. I look around and I git flashis of memery I'v ben her before. The memerys hert so I push them away agen. I look arownd som more and find som class rooms and anuther lab jush as empty as the ferst. I go back to my room and lay down foling in to a nightmare.
 
violet

i decide to leave this one alone. the building he choose wasn't worth the effort, i was sure everyother building on campus would have vending machines. besides i wanted to look for the library and the computer building. i was also hoping to find some interesting things in what had been the design college. but for now a warning ripped through my head, eyes jerking open i glance a pyro he seemed to know something was wrong as i moved quickly to outside. i ran as fast as i could clear across campus to where campus security had been. the old building had once been a gym and it was so dark inside, pyro held his hand up and concentrating produced a light up a torch he'd made. we'd worked very hard on fine tuning his ability, he hadn't burned me or himself in months. i wondered if we'd find time this week to practice.


i turned my mind back to situation on hand and saw her naked form, i rushed over glad to see she wasn't hurt. i asked what had made her call. my head still pounded a little. i'd have to warn her that my telempathy was limited to bodily contact and pyro and her mental yell had been too 'loud'
 
Muff

Sheepishly, I apologized for shouting to her mentally. Ignoring my nakedness, I was used to it by now, I led Violet and Pyro to the evidence locker. I could tell they had no idea what some of the stuff was.

"This is plastic explosives, it was manufactured outside of the United States. These are fully automatic rifles and this is a .50 caliber fully auto gun, the kind used in machine gun nests. There are enough weapons and ammunition to outfit a small army and enough explosives to level a small town." I noticed she was looking little upset. Pyro took one look around and leaped from the room as if he might set everything off. "Whoever has been stockpiling this stuff brought the plastic in the last month. All of this is fresh, I'd estimate in the last year. I have the scent, if I smell him again."

OOC: I really hope I'm not ruining your story line by bringing some of these conflicts into it. Lemme know if I need to drop it. I just really hope some more characters introduce themselves, this one can be really cool :)

[Edited by KillerMuffin on 09-20-2000 at 06:28 PM]
 
violet

OOC everything is staying just complex enough

IC

placing one hand on Pyro trying to calm his inward urge to burn down the building, i place other hand on the 'stuff' trying to get a feel from it, normally i'm not very good with nonorganic elements but even i can feel the strong taint of evil it carries.

"the last month?" i almost wilt at thought of someone sneaking onto my beautiful property to stroe weapons of mass destruction. as i sense my wulpine (think that's the right term) patient has more experience with this than i. i ask, "do you think we should destroy it? deactivate it? move it? would you be able to track the person doing this? or would it be better to lay a trap for them? i don't want to put you at risk but someone should guard this, and i trust you." i take my hand off the evil stuff and slowly extend my hand until it just touches your collarbone a faint glow extending. "yes, i trust you." i glance at pyro slightly worried and thinking he really shouldn't be staring at her naked body like that. i snap my fingers and he finally blinks.

OOC so far so good, try to put major conflict on friday night as most of us can post a lot more on the weekend, except me, i'll be out of town saturday and have somewhere i have to be sunday afternoon.
 
Muff

I shake my head miserably. "This stuff is pretty stable now, it's safe to move it, if you want. Destroying the plastic... I just don't know how to neutralize it without blowing it up. I wasn't demolitions. I couldn't pick up the trail of the guys outside, just in the building. It must have rained."

I canted my head sideways, considering strategy. "I would move the stuff, lock it up someplace where it can't be gotten to. I'll keep the detonators and firing pins. Without those, this stuff is pretty much useless, and he'll have to get through me to get to them. Maybe that thing, whatever it is, that just got here would keep an eye out, it doesn't seem to do much real sleeping." I paused as she nodded. Her hand on his arm seemed to calm Pyro down enough to take a closer look at the crated ammo. "Whoever is stockpiling this stuff is going to want it back."
 
Pyro

I look down at the explosives and shudder. Man, this is messed up. For the past year I have felt comfortable here, and the notion that someone was stockpiling weapons right outside our doorstep was very frightening. "As far as I'm concerned, the sooner we blow this stuff up, the better! Let's move it outside the campus and take care of it right away." I say, "In the meantime, I'll be ready to fry anything that moves suspiciously..."

OOC: Just playing Pyro a little dumb; he might need some convincing that neutralizing the explosives might attract the attention of whoever is behind it...
 
I look down at whats literally pounds of symtek (like c4 only foreign). Thoughts of the ensuing explosion makes me shudder. "One pound of this stuff can level a building. You don't want to blow this stuff up. If whoevers been collecting this stuff is withing a hundred miles, they'll notice the explosion. The concussion from the initial explosion would kill the animals around it for at least a mile. The crater it would make might be a good lake someday though."

OOC: I'm kinda guessing on what would happen if that much c4 blew, I just know its pretty bad.
 
Pyro

"Allright, well, in any case, we can't leave it here. Let's get moving before dark." I start putting on a pair of gloves so the heat from my hands doesn't accidently set off the explosives. My skin is starting to burn from the anxiety. "I don't want to hang out here any longer than we have to..."
 
I notice Pyro's gloves and suddenly recall that Violet had explained about his talent. "Plastic requires fire and pressure to go off. We could burn it as firewood without making it blow up." I said. "I'll get the ammo if you want to start on the plastic. I just want to get the firing pins pulled first."

Methodically, and with a competence that must have shocked them, I began removing the pins from the weapons. "Where are we going to stick this stuff?"
 
I sit strate up in bed skreming mentily and vokilly. I remeber the women in the cave my wife the men raped and killed her. So I ripet them apart. ters runing doun my face I teliport back to the cave neling beside her body. I pick her up and bring her back to my room. I put her on my bed and my head on her chest and I sob uncuntrolibly. wishing the ones how did this wer alive so I could rip them apart agen. I finily pul my self back to gether and I go to the shed wher the pante wos and gab a shuvil I go to find a place to bery her.
 
I found a gardin I looked at the flouwers she loved flouwers. I start diging puting the fouwers aside and then start diging the grave. Wen it wos deepinuf I went to my room and picked her up and went bac to the grave. I look up and see three pepal woching I snaril go away thes is my job. I put her in the grave my ters foling on her face. I croch ther looking at her then I start berying her and put the plants back. I stand ther crying silelently. I'm dronding in saro and anger.
 
Engilsh I'v I'v all wase had trubil with my spelling I'm sorry
 
OOC: Don't mean to be offensive or anything, but I know 2nd graders with better editing skills. I'm finding the spelling and grammar errors to not only be very irritating, but they make me wonder how old you really are.
 
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