The Desert

Angelus

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Matt stood on the hillside and looked out at the desolate area that he had just come across. He had been travelling for longer than he could remember and he couldn't even remember why he had left now. He looked over at his jeep and all the food and ammunition sitting in there and smiled. He then looked out at the place he was about to cross and hoped that it would be enough as he had heard stories that people had disappeared in that area and he didn't want to be one of them. He walked over to his jeep and pulled out his half filled canteen of water, took the lid off and tipped it over his head- feeling it run down over his hair and make it stick to his back.

Without a second thought Matt put the lid back on the canteen, threw it back into the jeep, got in himself then started the engine. He put his foot down on the accelerator and drove into the desert, wondering what he was going to find there and if he was going to make it out alive.
 
Whoops.... I forgot to tell you what Matt looks like.

Matt Phillips
27
6' 6"
230lbs
Muscular
Long blond-brown hair
Blond-brown goatee
Hazel (mostly green) eyes

Matt used to be a research scientist until the weather catastrophe turned several large areas of the world into deserts. He now goes around the world, trying to figure out what happened to the world and trying to find a way to change it back while dodging the people that live out in the deserts.
 
(OOC)

(What kinda thread is this? Is it Open for anyone to join or closed with You and someone else?)

~Jen~
 
It's an open thread and it is basically a sci-fi, kind of an action story with a little bit of sex thrown in- but what do you expect. Look where I am writing this.

In the story Matt is a scientist trying to solve this planetary catastrophe and he has to go through these deserts in order to do so.
 
(*shrugs* What the hell..

Name:Jen Eliza
Age:23
Ht:5' 4''
Not Telling Weight
Hair Color: Pure Platinium Blond...
Apperence: Long legs, average sized body, and 36C breasts, Her hair goes to her waist and is useally worn ina braid.
Information: She lives in the desert near what remains of a town, after the "great Catastrophies" that happend, she lives near the town and gets supplys from it from time to time...While living alone, she perfers having company...and who knows what will happen when she actually does...

~Jen~
 
[B]OOC:[/B]

This sounds as if it could be a lot of fun. *s
What's the state of the world's economy, etc is this post apocolypse?
What country are you currently in so a character can fit in to the locale?
 
He's in South America at the moment which has basically become a desert.

The economy is pretty much the same in the areas that are normal but in the desert areas it is like a waste land and all the people there are wretched and destroyed- in other words post apocolyptic.
 
[B]OOC:[/B]

South America huh. Hmmm, how about a vacarro from the former vast pampas of Argentina, now all but a desert. Only some of the fringe areas to the North near the Amazon basin and at scattered natural springs is grass and hence cattle found.

Name: Carlos del la Vega
Age: 28
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 185#'s of rawhide muscles from the outdoor cattle work
Skills: Survival, hunting, riding, reiata (lasso), bolas, knife, whip, rifle and pistol
Hair: Black and shoulder length
Eyes: Blue from an Irish mother

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IC:

I rode slowly in the heat to conserve my mounts engeries for when they might be needed. Off in the distance I can see a cloud of dust that lets me know someone is out in a vehicle and heading generally this way.

I'd decided to ride by Senorita Eliza's to see if she was in need of anything and to warn her about the banditos reported in the area. Fifteen more minutes, or so, and I'd be at her place.

Recalling how lovely la rubia was and her pale hair I gave El Lobo a bit of a nudge with my heels to pick up the pace a bit and arrive sooner.

OOC: Hope this is acceptable to all. *s
 
Jen Eliza

I smile a bit seeing someone coming to my home, it having been a while since i've had guests over here......Currently, even though some call me a "wanderer" I am living on the outskirts of what remains of a city.......At the moment i am wearing a light blue loose gypsy style skirt that goes all the way down to my ankels, and a white Shirt, as well as a pair of sandles on my feet, as the desert sand can get scalding hot at times... And as normal (for me) my hair is in a Braid... all the way down to my waist...I am also wearing sunglasses...

~Jen~
 
[B]Carlos:[/B]

Clearing the last rise I see La Rubia standing out side her place. Her hair is white fire in the sun's unrelenting light and heat. She waves and I stand in the saddle and wave my sombrero back at her.

A touch of my heels and we move faster to join her in her yard. Dismounting I greet you, "Hola and how is the lovely senorita this hot day? Mind if I water my horse and might I have a drink por favor?"

*OOC:
That about burns out my Spanish.
 
Jen Eliza

I smile at the man who's come up on his horse "Sure, I don't mind at all, it's been quite awhile since i've had someone to talk to anyways" I readjust my skirt slightly, enter my house and come back out with a pot with some water in it. "Hopefully your horse'll get to drink some of this, in this heat, one can so much as swet off a drop of water and it's gone before it hits the ground!" I set the pot down infront of the horse, patting its snout lightly. "I'm Jen, and you are...?" I ask sweetly, with a smile...

(OOC: Don't worry, i barely passed Spanish at my high school thank whatever gods i don't have to take it again.....)

~Jen~
 
[B]Carlos:[/B]

OOC: LOL* I know the feeling well.

IC:
"Gracias senorita. I am Carlos de la Vega. I was a vacarro, what you call a cowboy on a ranch that used to spread across the Pampas, but alas now there is no longer a Pampas. Now I travel to see what is happening and meet new people. El Lobo, indicating the horse, and I are just vagabonds of a sort now, although not without skills.
"For instance I see that some of the adobe is missing from your walls. May I patch it in exchange for a meal perhaps?"

OOC: Unknown to any since he's left home Carlos' family is very wealthy and cattle was only one of their enterprises. He has access to funds, but uses them sparingly and only when necessary otherwise he perfers to 'earn his way'.
 
Jen

I smile "Sure, i don't mind letting you stay awhile, i've been wondering if anyone's been out here for quite a while....I've been wandering around for quite a while, setting here and there..." She shrugs slightly "Anyways, let's go in, to get outta this damned heat...." I enter my house, which is set up in a very simple manner, a table, several chairs, a bed (likely brought from the nearby city) and a couch.....slightly beat-up, but a good couch none-the-less......

(OOC: Jen isn't rich and doesnt come from a well to do family, she just knows how to get by and does whatever she needs to do it....*Shrugs* Anyways...)

~Jen~
 
Carlos:

"Muy Gracias. A moment."

El Lobo is led to the bit of shade afforded by the overhang and his reins are dropped. He'll remain there as he's been trained.

Entering I wait until you're seated and then take a place on the couch.

"Did you know that this entire area used to be a sea of grass and supported millions of head of cattle from various ranchos?"
 
I take a seat on the couch and you sit next to me, i stretch and then you say:

"Did you know that this entire area used to be a sea of grass and supported millions of head of cattle from various ranchos?"

I blink once, thinking "I find that almost hard to beleave...though considering everywhere else i've been is almost the same way..." I close my eyes for a moment "Turned into a hot, steamy desert......" My eyes open again, i slip off my sandles and sit indian style, getting confortable....

~Jen~
 
Carlos:

"If I'm not being too forward, may I ask why such a muy lovely woman lives out here all alone?" I ask as I turn toward you and let one leg cross the other stretching my already tight pants even tighter.
 
Jen

I smile at him "I live alone because i wander around...i rarely stay in one place....this house was here when i came...i just furbashed it with all this furnature......" I smile and cast a glance at his tight pants.....or more of what i'm thinking is in his tight pants..."What about you...? Why are you alone...?"

~Jen~
 
Matt

As Matt drove along he couldn't believe that the area that he was driving around in used to be rich with grass, cattle and various other wildlife. He stopped his jeep and looked around, wondering if anyone was still alive out here and if they were what state were they in- were they even human anymore?

He jumped back into his jeep and almost slammed his foot down on the accelerator and wondered if anyone knew that he was even out here.
 
Carlos:

I watched your face and eyes as you answered me and couldn't fail to note your 'interest' in the tight crotch of my pants. 'Hmm, I wonder,' I think to myself, 'just how long la rubia has been alone and without a man. With one so lovely one can only hope. I would dearly love to see her naked and see if the body concealed under that shapeless dress matches the lovliness of her face. More it's been awhile for me too. I wonder if . . .'

"When the grass vanished and the cattle were gone I decided to just wander and see what was to be seen. Perhaps help those in need if I could. I have some skills and am willing to share them." As I said the last, I once again made an 'adjustment' to my trousers I spread my legs a bit wider and shifted on the couch. Now the bulge could be seen to be growing from my thoughts about la rubia in the nude and the two of us in bed together.
 
Jen

I smile sweetly at you once more....looking at the bulge in your pants.....I purr a bit....and decide to make the first move...."You know...it's so hot today....do you mind if i get more confortable...?" I smile sweetly as you nod...heehee....and with that, to your slight surprise i pull off my top and toss it aside....showing you right off that i wasn't wearing a bra......my breasts being 36C....you notice this right off by staring at my breasts right off...

~Jen~

(OOC: Sorry, my job took a bit more of my life than i thought it would...)
 
Carlos:

OOC: Don't ya just hate when rt butts in like that. *BG

IC:
My eyes have to nearly bulge as you stip off your blouse baring your breasts to me. They are full, ripe and look heavy and it's impossible not to notice the large, hard nipples surrounded by their crinkled areolae.

"Madre Dios, La Rubia come to me. Come to Carlos and let us enjoy each other over and over again."

As I'm speaking I open my shirt and discard it to join you in your semi-nakedness then I extend my arms holding them toward you as I lick my lips in anticpation of not just your breasts but the taste of the nectar I will make flow from your pussy.
 
Jen

(OOC: Yep, Real Life sucks sometimes...and not in the good way either..)

I smile at you and slide into your lap, stradding your waist in the couch......you run one of your hands up my leg lightly, noticing that i'm not wearing panties either....At your surprised look i decide to answer you..."You know just how hot it gets.......it's too hot to wear ANYTHING out here....but i wear clothes for the sake of taste...." I smile teasingly and purr a bit at you..

~Jen~
 
Carlos:

"In that case lovely woman let us discard them all."

I reach behind you and unbotton your waistband and pull down the zipper. Hugging you tightly to me, and thrilling at the feel of your naked breasts on my bare chest, I slide to the edge of the couch and head for the only visible door.

Through it I find the large bed nearly filling the bedroom and set you on it. Releasing the tight hug my lips meet yours as I pull your skirt and you rock side to side until I'm able to toss it to the floor.

Ending the kiss I say hoarsely, "Now la rubia it's time for you to remove my clothing as I watch and then. . ."
 
Jen

I purr a bit at you, smiling......i slide off of your waist, still smiling sweetly at you.....i then reach for the button on your jeans and unbutton it and slide them down slowly...teasing you....heehee.....I smile at you once i get them off, having pulled your underwear off with them (If any...i know several Guys that go "Commando" IRL..)....And toss them behind me.....

~Jen~
 
Carlos:

OCC: Now you know another one who does it too. *G* Wonder where that term originated. Can make a guess but wonder where. *shrugging*

IC:

Turning I sit on the bed and extend one booted foot. "I hope you'll assist as my legs seem to be a bit 'tangled' up now," I laugh as I sit drinking in your nakedness. (BTW is Jen shaven, trimmed or natural? Enquiring minds need to know. *chuckles*)
 
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