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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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 Posted: Wed Feb 17, 2010 9:45 pm
He liked to hit on girls at 11 pm. It was slowly becoming a past time. He would hit on them, and they would run off, screaming. It was a bit fun. That is, unless they needed saving from a mugger. Then s**t got real.
Punishing with love and justice and a well placed fist to the man's face, the mugger was down and out, and the teen girl, (who was cute) was safe. "You safe? Hmm...You look safe." The girl only whimpered, probably a bit afraid of her savior who had just jumped down from a building and punched a guy like a machine. "Ah, you're bleeding." On her leg. Upper leg. "maybe I ought to look at that?" She was just trembling... and letting him hike up the crystal skirt.
He was so close. He could well...he could do a lot of things at this point. If she didn't stop him, me might.
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 4:23 pm
"My, my, is that how the senshi get their rewards?" There was no way that an injured woman could sneak up on a senshi, a super senshi at that. So, why not make the entrance a little more exciting?
Still not healed up from Obisidan's initial attack, her fight with Virgo, OR her fight with the Senshi of Battle... well, Variscite wasn't out looking for a battle.But, from far away, this looked more like a rape than a rescue. If she could at least distract the senshi long enough to get the girl away, then she could find the girl and... well...
To be honest, she wasn't that much better than Castor. At least the girl would be alive when Castor was done with them, and have their Star Seed intact.
"Disgusting." Variscite crossed her arms. "Miss, do you want me to get this desperate filth off of you?"
She stopped a few feet away from Castor, her face firmly set.
"If he stays on you too long, you might catch something."
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 5:23 pm
Er...it felt like a brick of guilt had been dumped on his head. Turning around, Castor let the girl's skirt fall back down, not even having gotten to the fabled lace. Rolling his shoulders, Castor got himself ready to fig-
"Are you freaking kidding me? Ohhhh, nails. I am so scared. Please. Best things those are for is when you're on you back and well, you can imagine." He would silently admit that they did slightly scare him. Gouge eyes and all that. But this was silently admitted, like hell his was saying that to this...chick.
"As for filth. I only see one piece of garbage here. But, I can always clean you up. Maybe in a nice bubble bath? Call it a senshi-nega bonding session." His face was set smiling, as the girl backed up, whimpering, yet not running away.
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 6:12 pm
"Hmm," Variscite actually looked like she was contemplating the offer. She stroked her chin with one of the metal nails before shrugging. She offered Castor a sweet smile before saying.
"I should really learn to bind my chest better if vermin like you can figure me out so easily. Or, I'm sorry-- are you gay?" Variscite leaned forward. "I'm sorry, darling, but I'm really not a man. You'd best find your tricks elsewhere."
Variscite started to walk towards Castor, and stopped next to him, facing the girl.
"Are you going to get out of my way, or will I have to scratch the blood out of your back like you suggested?"
She tilted her head back and glared at him. There was no seduction towards him in her gaze.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 7:29 pm
"The voice. Drop a few more octaves and go from your diaphra- Why am I telling you this? You're a dyke." It was not a kind assessment. "I am perfectly straight. I can only stand one d**k, and that is my own." Not budging, He gave the agent a firm push back.
"Sorry, I think the lady would like to have her starseed intact. Now, kindly move along and mind your own business."
He was not going to back down. Not while a girl and his rep were on the line.
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 8:22 pm
"So what if I am a dyke?" Variscite crossed her arms. "Feeling threatened?"
Variscite was pushed back (a couple of inches farther than she'd like to admit), but she regained her cocky stance. She smirked, raising an eyebrow.
"I'm not here to impress little boys, anyway," she said. "Besides, once I leave you're going to go right back to forcing yourself on that pretty thing. At least have the class to buy her dinner first, or can you only catch some right after they've had a near death experience?!"
Variscite's claws flashed, but she didn't move forward, not yet.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 8:44 pm
"You have needed a lot of surgery to match me sweet heart. And by no means am I little." He was the first to swing out at her, it was a threat swing. Not one to even make contact. "Hey, she never said no and made no move to stop me. Besides, some girls get hot after the near death thing. I know it gets my blood pumping."
Those nails seemed a lot sharper up close.
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Posted: Thu Feb 18, 2010 8:52 pm
Variscite stepped back and cracked her knuckles.
"Ever think she was in shock? Is this what you do? Save a girl and then ******** her? You're disgusting... and people wonder why I don't like men---"
Then it hit her what he had said. Her eyebrow ticked, and if she had control of special effects, it would be at that time that a giant, sparkling rainbow flag would come down from the sky and be her backdrop.
"I don't need surgery to match you. I have never needed surgery, or anything ridiculous like that. I would not want a d**k or whatever the hell you have under your girly-a** shorts! And if you think you could ever be a good lover with your attitude and lechery, you've got another thing coming, pig!"
Uhm, who was the senshi again?
Variscite rushed Castor with her shoulder jutting forward. She almost looked like a football wrestler, and with the force of one she slammed into Castor's gut, her rainbow fury sparkling out behind her.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 9:25 am
He was rolling his eyes. Rolling them. Some one might have given him similar advice. He just never listened. She had her voice also go low durring the speech, making her actually sound like a man this time. As Castor tired to listen to the negaverse girl, he idly picked at a loose sting on his shirt. Blah blah something about not wanting his d**k, he had heard that befo-
"Hey now, the shorts were temporary and OOF!"
Notes about this agent of darkness-
Claws: Not that painful.
Getting tackled: Always.
God why did he always get hit. You think he'd learn. Slamming a fist back at her face, Castor was fine with beating on this chick. She wanted to be a man? Fine. He'd treat her like one.
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Posted: Fri Feb 19, 2010 5:09 pm
Have you ever wondered what the difference between a regular senshi and a super senshi was?
Well, for one thing, their punches were a lot stronger.
Variscite tried to block it with her palm outstretched, but he just slammed through it with a 'crunch'. Her scream sounded very feminine, there was no way that was coming from her diaphragm.
"You bigoted little worm!" she gasped as she clutched her hand and stumbled back, trembling. "Let's see how many girls will want that filthy d**k of yours when I'm through with you!"
Using her right hand this time, Variscite ran towards him with her claws outstretched, aiming for his handsome face.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Tue Feb 23, 2010 10:40 am
Ew. Crunching did not sound pleasant.
At all.
But, she was making low blows. No body talked about his d**k that way. Nobody. Well, almost nobody. But is was a small list of names that could make fun of his d**k and she was not part of that list, (Marlo was part of this list. Oddly).
"Sorry dyke b***h! At least I can leave a woman satisfied!" He managed to duck away from the claw, but not before it left a few wonderfully red, stinging slash marks on his chest, also tearing his poor senshi shirt to shreds. This was now a moment of Castor brilliance. Grabbing some loose ends, he torn his shirt off, casting the rags to the sidelines.
Castor was now fighting shirtless.
Because to him, fighting shirtless was bound to be sexy. And the woman he'd saved was still watching them. Primetime was nothing like this.
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Posted: Sat Feb 27, 2010 12:13 pm
"I can satisfy women in more ways than a man ever could," Variscite laughed, but it was hoarse from screaming.
She just stared at him when he ripped his shirt off. Just stared, and then slowly raised an eyebrow.
"Your uniform provided little defense in the first place, but that doesn't make your move any less stupid." She took a moment to rub her hand, before walking towards him and pointing a claw at his chest with her un'crunch'ed hand.
"It will be so much easier for me to cut you here, now."
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Wed Mar 10, 2010 5:12 pm
"Why don't you do the world a favor and ******** off!" Another wild fist lashed out. ******** his attack. This was a fist fight. Kicking was out, Castor was a fist type. but the sting of those claws..bitches man.
Bitches.
"Once I'm done with you, I'll show the lady just how a REAL MAN is. 100% TESTOSTERONE BABY."
The woman he'd saved looked at them like they were insane.
Castor might be insane.
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Posted: Mon Mar 15, 2010 7:59 pm
"Testosterone is useless without a dose of estrogen!" Variscite was getting beaten down pretty badly, but she was lashing out, too.
From far away, it looked more like a b***h fight or a cat fight than a fight between a Negaverse lieutenant and a sailor soldier.
If only they knew about their onlooker, they both might've avoided a lot of injuries.
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iStoleYurVamps
iStoleYurVamps
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Posted: Mon Apr 26, 2010 11:49 am
As they kicked and clawed, the woman started tapping her foot. No one had asker her opinion. Arms crossed, face set in a pout, the woman waited for the b***h fight to end. Or for one of them to just grab her and ditch. She wouldn't mind.
Castor however was preoccupied with Variscite, and smack'n a b***h. "I bet she hates girls like you! Needs a real man! Not some fake man wannabe!"
The woman snorted. "You know, you could ask me~" She sighed as Castor just looked over and went 'Bwuuh?' He hadn't thought of that. Mostly due to the fact he was focused on kicking a**.
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