so I bought the new magic super booster pack and made a pirate costume for gamma
i wondered how the new stuff would look with the "nude" mod
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Thursday, March 12, 2009
The Adventures of Lilly and Molly
"Lilly," she said, "I know what's in your heart and mind. When you're
ready, I'll make sure you don't have any problems coming back to
Paragon".
Well, Technically, she was in Paragon, just locked up in the Zig.
"Thank you, Shalice, you've always been a great friend. But I have to
see this through. As long as Recluse holds power, I have to keep
fighting".
Lilly had been taken to a private room so the other prisoners wouldn't
know who was visiting her. Things would go badly if it became known
that she was friends with Sister Psyche.
She longed to reach across the table and run her fingers through those
gorgeous red tresses. To let them trace the lines of the green web
that covered her breasts. But those days were over. Shalice was
married now. Lilly wondered if they'd like a third playmate for a night.
Shalice would go for it, she knew, but she wasn't sure about Justin.
He was such a straight arrow. She giggled to herself at her own bad
joke.
Shalice was staring at her, wide eyed.
"Oops," said Lilly, "was I thinking that out loud"?
Shalice blushed and shook her head.
"You never change, Lilly".
Lilly was escorted back to her cell. Being locked up in the Zig was a
setback to her operation. She'd find someway to get out but it could
take some time.
Her chance came sooner than she expected.
Arachnos actually attacked the Zig. Seemed they were intent on
breaking someone out. Lilly had no idea who and she didn't care.
Arachnos made her skin crawl but damned if they weren't doing her
favor tonight.
Even in here she had her information network. People just liked
telling her things. She knew where her gear was. She just hoped she
could get down there before Longbow locked this place down again.
She found an unexpected obstacle blocking the door.
"Hiya, Pinky. I figured you'd come here".
Shit. Jimmy Dortz.
"There's no time to be nice about this, Doll. You want what's on the
other side of this door and the only to get it is passed me. So you
need to figure out how bad you want it, real fast".
A few minutes later, Lilly was on the other side of the door and
trying to spit the taste out of her mouth.
Fucker seriously underestimated her. He'd gotten in a good shot to her
chops but she didn't go down that easily. She didn't like killing but
she'd make an exception for scumbag Jimmy.
Sure, it would have been easier to just give him what he wanted but
she got sick just thinking about it. In addition to many other
crimes, Jimmy was a child molester. She just... couldn't.
Now the Arachnos pilot was a different story. He was already loading up
the cargo he came for and there was only so much room in the Flyer.
Maybe he was just as bad as Jimmy but she didn't know it. She didn't
know for sure that he had forced himself on a child.
Time was wasting and she needed to get out of there. It was just a
penis, after all... not like she hadn't done it before. Not like she
hadn't enjoyed doing it.
She had to give the guy credit. He was a damn good pilot. With one
hand on the controls and the other on the back of her head, he still
managed to get them the hell out of Brickstown with no problem. The
Flyer didn't even waver when he shot his load down her throat.
She spent the remainder of the flight checking over her equipment. Her
guns were special. They were designed to accept different types of
custom designed ammunition. Very few of the bullets she fired were
actually lethal. Hell, regular bullets were all but useless around
here anyways. No, all her bullets did special things to deal with
super powered assholes.
And her guns were pink. Shiny pink chrome.
That's one of the reasons some people called her "Pinky".
ready, I'll make sure you don't have any problems coming back to
Paragon".
Well, Technically, she was in Paragon, just locked up in the Zig.
"Thank you, Shalice, you've always been a great friend. But I have to
see this through. As long as Recluse holds power, I have to keep
fighting".
Lilly had been taken to a private room so the other prisoners wouldn't
know who was visiting her. Things would go badly if it became known
that she was friends with Sister Psyche.
She longed to reach across the table and run her fingers through those
gorgeous red tresses. To let them trace the lines of the green web
that covered her breasts. But those days were over. Shalice was
married now. Lilly wondered if they'd like a third playmate for a night.
Shalice would go for it, she knew, but she wasn't sure about Justin.
He was such a straight arrow. She giggled to herself at her own bad
joke.
Shalice was staring at her, wide eyed.
"Oops," said Lilly, "was I thinking that out loud"?
Shalice blushed and shook her head.
"You never change, Lilly".
Lilly was escorted back to her cell. Being locked up in the Zig was a
setback to her operation. She'd find someway to get out but it could
take some time.
Her chance came sooner than she expected.
Arachnos actually attacked the Zig. Seemed they were intent on
breaking someone out. Lilly had no idea who and she didn't care.
Arachnos made her skin crawl but damned if they weren't doing her
favor tonight.
Even in here she had her information network. People just liked
telling her things. She knew where her gear was. She just hoped she
could get down there before Longbow locked this place down again.
She found an unexpected obstacle blocking the door.
"Hiya, Pinky. I figured you'd come here".
Shit. Jimmy Dortz.
"There's no time to be nice about this, Doll. You want what's on the
other side of this door and the only to get it is passed me. So you
need to figure out how bad you want it, real fast".
A few minutes later, Lilly was on the other side of the door and
trying to spit the taste out of her mouth.
Fucker seriously underestimated her. He'd gotten in a good shot to her
chops but she didn't go down that easily. She didn't like killing but
she'd make an exception for scumbag Jimmy.
Sure, it would have been easier to just give him what he wanted but
she got sick just thinking about it. In addition to many other
crimes, Jimmy was a child molester. She just... couldn't.
Now the Arachnos pilot was a different story. He was already loading up
the cargo he came for and there was only so much room in the Flyer.
Maybe he was just as bad as Jimmy but she didn't know it. She didn't
know for sure that he had forced himself on a child.
Time was wasting and she needed to get out of there. It was just a
penis, after all... not like she hadn't done it before. Not like she
hadn't enjoyed doing it.
She had to give the guy credit. He was a damn good pilot. With one
hand on the controls and the other on the back of her head, he still
managed to get them the hell out of Brickstown with no problem. The
Flyer didn't even waver when he shot his load down her throat.
She spent the remainder of the flight checking over her equipment. Her
guns were special. They were designed to accept different types of
custom designed ammunition. Very few of the bullets she fired were
actually lethal. Hell, regular bullets were all but useless around
here anyways. No, all her bullets did special things to deal with
super powered assholes.
And her guns were pink. Shiny pink chrome.
That's one of the reasons some people called her "Pinky".
There were about two hours to go before reaching Mercy Island. Lilly
looked over the other passenger for the first time and did a double
take.
It was a little girl.
No... not a little girl, just small bodied. Well, mostly small. She
had an impressive rack.
And she was... green... troll green.
The girl smiled.
"Molly".
"Oh! Hi, Molly. I'm Lilly".
"Pretty Lilly".
"Ahhh... Heh, thanks. Are you... are you a Troll, Molly"?
"Half. Daddy troll. Not the Momma".
"How old are you, Molly"?
"Don't know. Old enough"
Molly flashed her a wicked grin and pulled up her tank top.
"Wanna touch"?
Lilly was shocked and aroused at the same time. There was no denying
the girl was adorable. Lilly had no idea a troll could be so cute. And
those tits, dear God.
looked over the other passenger for the first time and did a double
take.
It was a little girl.
No... not a little girl, just small bodied. Well, mostly small. She
had an impressive rack.
And she was... green... troll green.
The girl smiled.
"Molly".
"Oh! Hi, Molly. I'm Lilly".
"Pretty Lilly".
"Ahhh... Heh, thanks. Are you... are you a Troll, Molly"?
"Half. Daddy troll. Not the Momma".
"How old are you, Molly"?
"Don't know. Old enough"
Molly flashed her a wicked grin and pulled up her tank top.
"Wanna touch"?
Lilly was shocked and aroused at the same time. There was no denying
the girl was adorable. Lilly had no idea a troll could be so cute. And
those tits, dear God.
... To be continued
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
The Tree of Dark Desires - Round Two
Gamma goes another round with the sentient tree that can only be defeated by overwhelming it's pleasure center.
Gamma's team asks
"Was it really bothering anyone this time? Did she have to go fight it again"?
Return
Sometimes life just blows chunks.
It makes you take it in the backside and then it makes you suck it.
*shifty eyes*
Eeeew... No! Even I think that's gross.
Anyway, I went to an awesome high school. PAY-H we called it. Paragon Academy for Young Heroes.
My beast friend was Patty Hood. Well, we were more than friends, really. We explored the terrain of girl-love and each other's bodies in detail.
I'd say we were in love but something was always missing with Patty. She wasn't wealthy like the rest of us and she had an emptiness I couldn't seem to fill.
Needless to say, Patty got in with the wrong people and made some bad choices. It was like a downward spiral into madness with her.
Oh, yes, she's quite mad now. She's a supervillain, now, calling herself, "Patty O'Hoodlum".
About a year after graduation from PAY-H, I got into a scrape with her.
She was working with an Arachnos Arbiter named, "Sands". They nearly killed me. They did lots of things to me that I won't say here. Remember that I'm the semi-official shameless hussy of Paragon, so if I don't want to talk about it, you know it's pretty bad.
When they got done with me I was just a burned up husk of a human, literally.
I had no skin.
Penny Preston had to tweak my mutation just to keep me alive.
When I finally got back on my feet, I had lost my radiation powers and most my healing. I could only heal myself.
I was already a pretty good fighter so I took up eskrima and started over as a scrapper. That went well for a long time.
I had many great adventures.
I even got to take down Sands, went toe-to-toe with Recluse and even traveled back in time to Ancient Rome.
Sister Aleria. She's not strictly one of the good guys but she's not pure evil either. She looks just like, and I mean JUST like, Ghost Widow.
But Ghost Widow wearing wispy see-through black gauze.
We didn't do any work together but she found my body an acceptable diversion.
Yah, I have to go back and see her sometime.
And that adorable Julia Pria. And Marcus.
Ooooh, Marcus.
There's nothing like laying under the stars on a Mediterranean beach and having a well hung Centurion give you the business.
Of course, all good things come to an end, especially for me.
It turns out that lingering radiation from my original powers was taking a toll on my body. In short, I had given myself cancer.
I was eventually cured but it cost me the rest of my powers.
Sure I was stronger and faster than most people but so is the average Paragonian.
Ever see an old lady having a tug-of-war with a Hellion?
The people in this city are just like that. So that brings us to last week.
I'd been experimenting with a new fighting style and using some pretty heavy tech to make up for not having powers. I was having moderate success. I was bringing in the bad guys but I also spent a fair amount of time as a lawn dart.
And I'd been raped twice.
Woah, relax.
You can't rape the willing right?
You have understand that I'm pretty much a clinical nymphomaniac.
There's really no such thing as rape for me, just sex I wasn't expecting.
The problem is, it's not about sex for these animals.
So don't get me wrong... the broken bones and the almost dying part really really sucks. But the penetration and the thrusting and the gobs of hot juice pumping inside me.. that's all good. MOAR NAO, as they say.
There's this place in Steel Canyon that I love. I think it's on of the tallest buildings in the city. The top of it is a pointy pyramid like the Empire State building. There's this ledge around the base of the pyramid part. I like to sit up there and look over the city.
I like to masturbate up there too.
So this guy grabs me from behind up there, last week.
He wasn't violent. He wasn't trying to hurt me. I guess he just really wanted to fuck me.
That happens sometimes. People want to fuck me just because I'm Gamma.Girl.
Anyway, he grabbed me and pushed all my buttons the right way. So, I let him get what he wanted.
He wouldn't let me turn around and see him though. After he finished he just vanished.
A few days later I got a note in my email.
"Aribella,I've wanted you for so long and my dreams came true high above Steel Canyon. Feeling your tight pussy wrapped around me was even better than I had hoped. I know you've had a lot of lovers buy you're as tight as a virgin. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. I must have you again. If you go back to that delightful ledge, I'll be waiting for you".
Wow, creepy. I got a stalker.
But he's a stalker who made me cum really hard so I knew I'd be going back for more.
I sat with my legs dangling over the edge letting the cool night air flow up my skirt and over my pussy.
I wasn't wearing panties tonight.
I'd been waiting for hours and had already masturbated three times, I was so worked up.
I was about to give up when the hands grabbed me again.
Once again they seized me from behind and overpowered me. He was damn strong. His body pinned mine while he groped my breasts to great effect. He knew how to touch me, how to pinch and rub my nipples. I was already dripping wet by the time his fingertips spread my lips.
He made circles on my clit and made me moan out loud. Then his rod pressed against my lips and slid back and forth along the length of my slit. Each time the ridge of his head bumped across my clit I shuddered and squeaked with joy.
Then he was inside me, again, thrusting his tool in and out. My pussy muscles clamped down and sucked on it as my first orgasm came quickly.
Then my second.
Then my third.
He showed no signs of reaching his own but then he whispered hotly in my ear.
"Can I put it your ass"?
"YES"! My answer was rough with feral desire.
I howled as his cock drilled into my ass. I slammed my hips back to meet each thrust. I felt his cock twitch and he grunted loudly. I knew he was about to fill me.
It made me cum again and my cries echoed out over the rooftops of Steel Canyon.Hot liquid pumped into me and he collapsed on top of me.
He didn't try to escape this time and wriggled around under him so I could finally see him. Wouldn't you know, he was wearing a mask. I let out a little laugh and reached for his face.
His fingers caressed my throat, softly.
"Oh, Aribella..."
I felt a strange chill crawl up my spine.
Something about his voice...I pulled his mask off as his steel fingers closed on my throat.
No! Oh, No...
Sometimes, life just blows chunks.
It was Sands.
Fucking Arbiter Sands.
His fingers closed off my air way and saliva dripped from between his teeth, his lips drawn back in a savage grin.
He was so strong... and I had no powers.
My vision became hazy and darkness began filling in the edges.
Sometimes life just blows chunks but sometimes it hands you a surprise.
There was a flash of green light. None of the accounts I had ever read about near-death experiences said anything about flashes of green light.
Sands screamed and his flesh melted off his face.
I'd seen Sands die before. I'd killed him myself, before. He always comes back.
I staggered to my feet. Something was happening... something weird.
I lost my balance and fell. I tumbled from the top of the tallest building in Steel Canyon. There was more green light and suddenly I wasn't going down anymore, I was moving forward... fast... and I was in control.
I soared down the streets of Steel Canyon. Pushing myself faster, I blew through the tunnel to Independence Port.
I couldn't believe what was happening to me.
My powers were back!
All of them!
I crossed over the harbor and into Kings Row. How amazing it was to fly under my own power again! I fired off a few experimental heals to make sure.
Yes, it worked.
I saw a low level hero having trouble with some CoT. I wasn't going to steal his thunder by taking them down but I made sure he didn't go down.
Even my radiation blasts were back. I knocked a few oscillators out of the air with my eye-beams, just for fun.
I wasn't used to flying on my own, though. I'd been relying on jet packs and anti-grav belts for a couple of years.
A sudden gust of wind blew me right into the side of a building.
I smacked it with my limbs splayed like a frog. To my surprise... I stuck there.
Well, this was new.
I was plastered to a window and I experimentally moved up a little, and laughed out loud. I stuck to walls!
Just then, I noticed a boy staring out the window at me.
He looked like a late teen and his eyes were popping out of his head as he ... stared.. at my bunched up skirt...
Oh, My GAWD! No panties!!
Oh well... enjoy the view, Kid. This is what pussy looks like. Come find me when you're eighteen and I'll let you play with it.
I winked at the kid and even reached down and spread it for him, before taking off into the air again.
So many ideas formed in my head.
First things first.
I called the G.I.F.T. hotline and got them to reevaluate and re-certify my powers.
City Hall is open around the clock due to the nature of the Hero business. The guy on the G.I.F.T. midnight watch was not happy but he warmed up after I offered my oral expertise in exchange for his services.
No, G.I.F.T. was not in the habit of exchanging certifications for sexual favors.
He was doing something nice for me and was doing something nice for him, strictly off the record.
As I left City Hall I saw Ms. Liberty at her usual spot, holding a big freaking mug of coffee.
"Hey, Megan, you're out here late".
"Oh, Abby, hey. Yeah, I couldn't sleep tonight. Somebody started screaming bloody murder right over my apartment in Steel but by the time I went out there, they were gone".
"Oh... ahhh... *cough*... well, hey, I got my powers back"!
"What"?
"I got my powers back! I guess it just took time after everything that happened. I just got re-certified by G.I.F.T.".
"Oh wow, that's great! Hey, we should bump up your Security Level! Let me see".
She pulled out a datapad and brought up my old info.
"Seems you were Level Thirty when you lost your powers. With all your Scrapper experience and the fact that you actually did hit Fifty before, I think we can bump you up to Thirty-Five. How does that sound"?
"Wow! That's great, Megan! More than I hoped for, really".
I hugged her close and I couldn't resist grabbing her ass and giving it a squeeze.
"ABBY"!
"Sorry, your hawtness overwhelmed me".
I winked and blew her a kiss as I took off into the night air.
My comlink crackled to life.
"Put some panties on, Damn it"!
"OK, I will"!
Maybe I would... maybe not. I wasn't worried about that right now.
I reviewed my night.
Had great O.M.G. sex with my deadliest enemy.
Escaped death at the hands of said enemy.
Possibly killed said enemy.
Got my powers back.
Flashed a teenager.
Sucked off a Government Official.
Grabbed Ms. Liberty's ass.
Oh yeah, sometimes life was just... FANTASTIC!
It makes you take it in the backside and then it makes you suck it.
*shifty eyes*
Eeeew... No! Even I think that's gross.
Anyway, I went to an awesome high school. PAY-H we called it. Paragon Academy for Young Heroes.
My beast friend was Patty Hood. Well, we were more than friends, really. We explored the terrain of girl-love and each other's bodies in detail.
I'd say we were in love but something was always missing with Patty. She wasn't wealthy like the rest of us and she had an emptiness I couldn't seem to fill.
Needless to say, Patty got in with the wrong people and made some bad choices. It was like a downward spiral into madness with her.
Oh, yes, she's quite mad now. She's a supervillain, now, calling herself, "Patty O'Hoodlum".
About a year after graduation from PAY-H, I got into a scrape with her.
She was working with an Arachnos Arbiter named, "Sands". They nearly killed me. They did lots of things to me that I won't say here. Remember that I'm the semi-official shameless hussy of Paragon, so if I don't want to talk about it, you know it's pretty bad.
When they got done with me I was just a burned up husk of a human, literally.
I had no skin.
Penny Preston had to tweak my mutation just to keep me alive.
When I finally got back on my feet, I had lost my radiation powers and most my healing. I could only heal myself.
I was already a pretty good fighter so I took up eskrima and started over as a scrapper. That went well for a long time.
I had many great adventures.
I even got to take down Sands, went toe-to-toe with Recluse and even traveled back in time to Ancient Rome.
Sister Aleria. She's not strictly one of the good guys but she's not pure evil either. She looks just like, and I mean JUST like, Ghost Widow.
But Ghost Widow wearing wispy see-through black gauze.
We didn't do any work together but she found my body an acceptable diversion.
Yah, I have to go back and see her sometime.
And that adorable Julia Pria. And Marcus.
Ooooh, Marcus.
There's nothing like laying under the stars on a Mediterranean beach and having a well hung Centurion give you the business.
Of course, all good things come to an end, especially for me.
It turns out that lingering radiation from my original powers was taking a toll on my body. In short, I had given myself cancer.
I was eventually cured but it cost me the rest of my powers.
Sure I was stronger and faster than most people but so is the average Paragonian.
Ever see an old lady having a tug-of-war with a Hellion?
The people in this city are just like that. So that brings us to last week.
I'd been experimenting with a new fighting style and using some pretty heavy tech to make up for not having powers. I was having moderate success. I was bringing in the bad guys but I also spent a fair amount of time as a lawn dart.
And I'd been raped twice.
Woah, relax.
You can't rape the willing right?
You have understand that I'm pretty much a clinical nymphomaniac.
There's really no such thing as rape for me, just sex I wasn't expecting.
The problem is, it's not about sex for these animals.
So don't get me wrong... the broken bones and the almost dying part really really sucks. But the penetration and the thrusting and the gobs of hot juice pumping inside me.. that's all good. MOAR NAO, as they say.
There's this place in Steel Canyon that I love. I think it's on of the tallest buildings in the city. The top of it is a pointy pyramid like the Empire State building. There's this ledge around the base of the pyramid part. I like to sit up there and look over the city.
I like to masturbate up there too.
So this guy grabs me from behind up there, last week.
He wasn't violent. He wasn't trying to hurt me. I guess he just really wanted to fuck me.
That happens sometimes. People want to fuck me just because I'm Gamma.Girl.
Anyway, he grabbed me and pushed all my buttons the right way. So, I let him get what he wanted.
He wouldn't let me turn around and see him though. After he finished he just vanished.
A few days later I got a note in my email.
"Aribella,I've wanted you for so long and my dreams came true high above Steel Canyon. Feeling your tight pussy wrapped around me was even better than I had hoped. I know you've had a lot of lovers buy you're as tight as a virgin. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. I must have you again. If you go back to that delightful ledge, I'll be waiting for you".
Wow, creepy. I got a stalker.
But he's a stalker who made me cum really hard so I knew I'd be going back for more.
I sat with my legs dangling over the edge letting the cool night air flow up my skirt and over my pussy.
I wasn't wearing panties tonight.
I'd been waiting for hours and had already masturbated three times, I was so worked up.
I was about to give up when the hands grabbed me again.
Once again they seized me from behind and overpowered me. He was damn strong. His body pinned mine while he groped my breasts to great effect. He knew how to touch me, how to pinch and rub my nipples. I was already dripping wet by the time his fingertips spread my lips.
He made circles on my clit and made me moan out loud. Then his rod pressed against my lips and slid back and forth along the length of my slit. Each time the ridge of his head bumped across my clit I shuddered and squeaked with joy.
Then he was inside me, again, thrusting his tool in and out. My pussy muscles clamped down and sucked on it as my first orgasm came quickly.
Then my second.
Then my third.
He showed no signs of reaching his own but then he whispered hotly in my ear.
"Can I put it your ass"?
"YES"! My answer was rough with feral desire.
I howled as his cock drilled into my ass. I slammed my hips back to meet each thrust. I felt his cock twitch and he grunted loudly. I knew he was about to fill me.
It made me cum again and my cries echoed out over the rooftops of Steel Canyon.Hot liquid pumped into me and he collapsed on top of me.
He didn't try to escape this time and wriggled around under him so I could finally see him. Wouldn't you know, he was wearing a mask. I let out a little laugh and reached for his face.
His fingers caressed my throat, softly.
"Oh, Aribella..."
I felt a strange chill crawl up my spine.
Something about his voice...I pulled his mask off as his steel fingers closed on my throat.
No! Oh, No...
Sometimes, life just blows chunks.
It was Sands.
Fucking Arbiter Sands.
His fingers closed off my air way and saliva dripped from between his teeth, his lips drawn back in a savage grin.
He was so strong... and I had no powers.
My vision became hazy and darkness began filling in the edges.
Sometimes life just blows chunks but sometimes it hands you a surprise.
There was a flash of green light. None of the accounts I had ever read about near-death experiences said anything about flashes of green light.
Sands screamed and his flesh melted off his face.
I'd seen Sands die before. I'd killed him myself, before. He always comes back.
I staggered to my feet. Something was happening... something weird.
I lost my balance and fell. I tumbled from the top of the tallest building in Steel Canyon. There was more green light and suddenly I wasn't going down anymore, I was moving forward... fast... and I was in control.
I soared down the streets of Steel Canyon. Pushing myself faster, I blew through the tunnel to Independence Port.
I couldn't believe what was happening to me.
My powers were back!
All of them!
I crossed over the harbor and into Kings Row. How amazing it was to fly under my own power again! I fired off a few experimental heals to make sure.
Yes, it worked.
I saw a low level hero having trouble with some CoT. I wasn't going to steal his thunder by taking them down but I made sure he didn't go down.
Even my radiation blasts were back. I knocked a few oscillators out of the air with my eye-beams, just for fun.
I wasn't used to flying on my own, though. I'd been relying on jet packs and anti-grav belts for a couple of years.
A sudden gust of wind blew me right into the side of a building.
I smacked it with my limbs splayed like a frog. To my surprise... I stuck there.
Well, this was new.
I was plastered to a window and I experimentally moved up a little, and laughed out loud. I stuck to walls!
Just then, I noticed a boy staring out the window at me.
He looked like a late teen and his eyes were popping out of his head as he ... stared.. at my bunched up skirt...
Oh, My GAWD! No panties!!
Oh well... enjoy the view, Kid. This is what pussy looks like. Come find me when you're eighteen and I'll let you play with it.
I winked at the kid and even reached down and spread it for him, before taking off into the air again.
So many ideas formed in my head.
First things first.
I called the G.I.F.T. hotline and got them to reevaluate and re-certify my powers.
City Hall is open around the clock due to the nature of the Hero business. The guy on the G.I.F.T. midnight watch was not happy but he warmed up after I offered my oral expertise in exchange for his services.
No, G.I.F.T. was not in the habit of exchanging certifications for sexual favors.
He was doing something nice for me and was doing something nice for him, strictly off the record.
As I left City Hall I saw Ms. Liberty at her usual spot, holding a big freaking mug of coffee.
"Hey, Megan, you're out here late".
"Oh, Abby, hey. Yeah, I couldn't sleep tonight. Somebody started screaming bloody murder right over my apartment in Steel but by the time I went out there, they were gone".
"Oh... ahhh... *cough*... well, hey, I got my powers back"!
"What"?
"I got my powers back! I guess it just took time after everything that happened. I just got re-certified by G.I.F.T.".
"Oh wow, that's great! Hey, we should bump up your Security Level! Let me see".
She pulled out a datapad and brought up my old info.
"Seems you were Level Thirty when you lost your powers. With all your Scrapper experience and the fact that you actually did hit Fifty before, I think we can bump you up to Thirty-Five. How does that sound"?
"Wow! That's great, Megan! More than I hoped for, really".
I hugged her close and I couldn't resist grabbing her ass and giving it a squeeze.
"ABBY"!
"Sorry, your hawtness overwhelmed me".
I winked and blew her a kiss as I took off into the night air.
My comlink crackled to life.
"Put some panties on, Damn it"!
"OK, I will"!
Maybe I would... maybe not. I wasn't worried about that right now.
I reviewed my night.
Had great O.M.G. sex with my deadliest enemy.
Escaped death at the hands of said enemy.
Possibly killed said enemy.
Got my powers back.
Flashed a teenager.
Sucked off a Government Official.
Grabbed Ms. Liberty's ass.
Oh yeah, sometimes life was just... FANTASTIC!
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Little Black Dress
Gamma's new little black dress. I'll be working on another one of this costume soon
Friday, February 27, 2009
fun with mod packs
mod packs are not endorssed by City of Heroes but you don't really get in trouble for using them... so far. Anyhow, I had some fun with a mod pack... Gamma puts on a show at Pocket D.
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