F: Fuck how I hate working with kids, but at the same time I like to work with them, they don't ask important questions, maybe tomorrow I will train him.

The Ferret goes to sleep under Taylor's bed.

-Some days of training later—

F: OK now that you have trained, and chosen your mask, now it is time that you begin to attack the forces of evil.

T: But—

F: Don't worry Taylor we will begin with something easy, so now Transform

T: Ok, Mystical Prism activate.

-Insert magical girl transformation—

F: Taylor, the enemy is in the docks.

T: Ok -Taylor began to fly, and activated the magical power of invisibility—

When they arrive they saw some small brown humanoid creatures beating some gang members.

T: Stop it.

F: Tactical genius, Prism

The humanoid creatures and promptly went to attack Taylor.

M: For da Overlord.

F: Prism attack them they are just projections.

T: Ok.

-uses laser of do — "firendship", eliminates all the monsters, freeing some lights from them, that the ferret quickly devours.

F: Prism we need to go.

They leave

Gang member: What the fuck?

Gang member 2: I don't know but at least our clothes were cleaned.

Gang member 3: The police, run!

Nobody noticed that a mechanical spider was taking the only surviving humanoid being.

-Several days later in the PRT offices—

Piggot was discussing with some of the members of the Protectorate of Brockton Bay about the young cape that has been sighted fighting some "monsters", and dissapearing.

P: Now that we are here, and know what we are talking, what do you think about the parahuman designed Mystical Prism.

As: Seems she is a girl, Impressed that the gangs have not forced to join them, also she looks like a dream come true for ped— (battery elbows him)

B: Not now.

As: Ok puppy.

B: She is fast, and agile, We are not able to catch her.

M: If she triggered so young, her home life mustn't be a happy one.

Ar: She seems to distrust other people, but I have noticed she follows what the Ferret tolds her.

As: That ferret freaks a lot of people, so the real reason you called us Miss Pigg-(another elbow from Batery), and you where to ask us who would try to talk to her, also Glenn must be pleading that we recruit that cape for the Wards.

P: Yes.

D&D Night

(Автор: kamenhero25)

Lisa looked over the table while she pulled the books from her bag. "Okay, so did everyone level up their character after the last session? You should be level five now." There was a chorus of `yeses' from around the table. "Good, we're starting book two today so I hope you're all ready for some mysteries."

Aisha looked around. "Uh, we're still missing Rachel."

Lisa shrugged. "She said one of her dogs was sick and she can't make it."

Aisha groaned. "But she's our meat shield. Now we're going to have to rely on Taylor's creepy ass to keep us safe while I backstab mooks."

"Hey!" Taylor protested. "I'm not creepy."

Aisha leveled a glare at her. "Last time you demanded we take the Lamashtu worshipping cultist alive so you could sacrifice her to your demon lord instead and prove Deskari was superior."

Taylor looked at her blankly. "I don't see your point."

"And then you started moaning and asking for more when Brian conjured a cat-o-nine tails and started beating your ass with it for trying to sacrifice someone to a demon lord," Alec chimed in.

"I still don't see the problem here."

"And then he bent you over the altar to Lamashtu and fucked your ass for like twenty minutes so you could thoroughly desecrate the shrine," Aisha added.

"And?"

"Anyway..." Lisa cut in before the conversation went down a very familiar path. "Since Rachel isn't here tonight, I found a couple of people online who are interested in joining our group and having some fun."

"Did you warn them about the BDSM wizard and his girlfriend?" Aisha asked dryly.

"Hey, I'm a sorcerer," Brian muttered.

"They know that our group is adult and we have mature themes and events in our campaign," Lisa replied evenly.

"So you bullshitted them."

"Shut up." Lisa slapped the next book down a little harder than necessary. "Anyway, they're both online, so they'll be playing through Skype." Her computer beeped. "Actually, that's them now." She hit a couple of buttons and a projector rolled down on the wall behind her while a webcam on the table started up.

"When did you get the projector?" Aisha asked.

"Recently. Shut up." She fiddled with the computer for a minute. "Can you hear me? Everything coming in alright?"

A moment later, two faces appeared on the screen, each taking up half. The first was a slightly tired looking man with dark hair and a magnificently cared for beard. The second was a woman who had to put effort into looking as average as she did. Even her race was difficult to determine. "Hey there, Tin_Mother, HalBeard. How's it going?"

"I'm good, but you can call me Ryoko," the woman said with a small smile.

"Colin," the man said with a small wave. "I'm alright. A little tired. I was working overtime last night."

"Alright, well if you're both ready to go, we've got everything good on our end. Why don't we start with introductions so you can get to know your new party members? You're all in the Rusty Dragon Tavern in Sandpoint. The four town heroes have just been told that the sheriff has hired a few extra hands to help them with investigating an incident that he's been worried about."

Alec nodded. "Cool, well I'm at the counter getting breakfast and flirting with Ameiko."

Aisha jumped in. "I'm getting something to eat too and cleaning my knives."

Brian nods. "Alright, well I'm untying Taylor from the bed and putting my clothes on." Colin looked a little surprised and Ryoko just raised one eyebrow.

Taylor nodded enthusiastically. "Right, once he unties me, I get up and look for my clothes. `This changes nothing human. No matter how many times you tie me down and take me, you'll never shake my faith in my lord.' Then I get dressed and start my daily prayers for my spells."

"Right then. `Abyssal wench, you will learn your lesson one of these days, and I'll be happy to continue educating you until you do.' Then I head down to get something to eat."

Ryoko regained her voice first. "Okay then. While everyone is eating in the common room, a woman in a brightly colored dress comes in. She looks around the room and sees the group getting breakfast before approaching. `Greetings, I'm Anya Dragonfire, a historian and arcanist hired to aid you.' She takes a seat next to the man talking with the waitress."

Alec grinned. "Cool. I offer you my hand. `Kyrus Zandu. Traveling bard, troublemaker, and apparently local hero.' He gives her a little smile."

"I take your hand. `Pleasure to meet you. Is this all of your friends?' She gestures to the others in the room."

"Nah," Aisha chimes in. "Our cleric is upstairs doing her praying thing. I'm Shelia. No family name. I do a bit over everything. Stealing, robbing, sneaking, stabbing, you know."

Ryoko raises an eyebrow. "A pleasure to meet you as well."

Colin cleared his throat. "While everyone is getting to know each other, a man in a burnished breastplate comes in. He's carrying a halberd across his back and looks around, examining everyone in the room before walking toward the group. `Good morning. I must assume you're the adventurers I'm to aid. You may call me Reginald Ironarms, former master-at-arms for the city watch in Magnimar, and now a mercenary of sorts.' He offers a hand as well."

"A pale man in dark robes shakes your hand," Brian cuts in. "He seems rather well built for a wizard. `Greetings. I am Markus Aerodus. I'm a travelling sorcerer and illusionist.' He offers you a seat."

Lisa smiled. "Great, so you all get your meals and are chatting over breakfast. Taylor, your morning prayers are done and your lord replenishes your spells."

"Great, I head down to get food too then. You all see a pink skinned woman in white robes with golden trim and and olive green sash coming down the stairs with a scythe on her back."

"Alright, you see your friends at the table with two newcomers."

"I go take a seat and look over the new arrivals. `Good day. I didn't realize you would arrive so early. I was performing my prayers to Lord Deskari.' I start eating."

Ryoko frowned. "I roll knowledge religion. That's... twenty-two. Do I know who that is?"

Lisa sighed. "Deskari is the demon lord of locusts and plagues. He's famous for opening the Worldwound and launching the biggest demon invasion in Golarion's history."

"Anya looks very concerned for a moment. `Anya, good to meet you.' She offers a hand with a bit of a forced smile."

"I shake it. `Good to meet you. I am Missira, a priestess of my lord. And your friend?' She looks at the other man critically, clearing showing some distaste. It takes a moment to realize she's looking at his choice of weapon."

Colin shook himself and looked a little confused. "Right, I'm Reginald Ironarms of Magnimar. A pleasure."

"She shakes your hand too if you offer it. `Tell me, are either of your strong of faith.' Her eyes are clearly watching you closely."

"Err, I offer prayers to Nethys. His teachings encourage magical learning and knowledge."

"Ah, a spell caster. Of course," Taylor looks up at Colin's face. "And you?"

Colin looks slightly uncomfortable. "Uh, I'm not very religious."

Taylor smiled. "Have you considered..."

"Markus slams his hand against the table. `Enough. I've warned you against spreading your Abyssal heresies.' I grapple Missira and push her down so she'd bent over the table."

Lisa groaned. "Do you resist?" She sounded almost hopeful.

"Of course not," Taylor said. "He's much too strong for me to escape. `Curse you shadow caster. You cannot stop me forever.' She flails ineffectually."

"He laughs. `It seems you didn't learn your lesson last time. Perhaps you need a reminder.' His free hand reaches down and pulls up Missira's skirt."

"Missira moans and pushes her hips back, lifting her round ass in the air and spreading her legs slightly to make more room for Markus's strong hands to punish her."

Colin looked slightly flushed, though Ryoko simply looked bemused. "Do they do this often?" the woman asked.

Lisa groaned and slammed her head against the table.

A Little Beginning (NWoD)

(Автор: kamenhero25)

A little beginning to the Worm/NWoD crossover.

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I stared out over the shattered iron husks of the Boat Graveyard. The cold January wind blew over the bay, sending my hair flying behind me. At least, I think it was cold. It was supposed to be in January. I pulled her hood up, more to keep my hair in check than to ward off a chill, and started walking. No one came here in the winter, or at least they found shelter somewhere in one of the abandoned buildings or warehouses, or even one of the wrecks beached well enough to get in without going through the water. I stopped at the shoreline. Dad would kill me for being out here. Four days in the hospital getting over the locker. They'd wanted to keep me longer, psych evaluations, dealing with the trauma. I'd refused.

I'd been unconscious when they found me apparently. Out from a near-fatal case of blood poisoning when the janitor decided to clock out early and I'd been left in the locker overnight.

`Near' fatal. Funny.

Dad had bargained me to seeing a therapist, but unless the school forked over more settlement money we weren't going to be able to afford the cost of more than a session or two. The doctors had eventually let me go without further checks, but they kept suggesting that trauma isn't so easy to get over.

If only they knew.

I took a deep breath, embracing the silence and the dead feeling of the Graveyard. I closed my eyes and dropped my hood again, letting the cold air surge around me. Then I extended myself, letting the cold air become part of me. Or maybe I became part of the cold air. I couldn't tell sometimes. I felt my senses extend around me. Only twenty meters or so. But it was enough. I could tell I was alone. Or as alone as I could be anymore.

"Are you satisfied?"

She didn't answer me. I wasn't surprised. She didn't speak much. I could hear words now and then, a whisper or a plea, but usually it was feeling. As I embraced the emptiness, I felt calm from her and a little acceptance. We were alone. We'd always be alone. But that was okay. We were always together.

"Ready to go home?"

A cool sense of isolation settled into my chest. As far as I could tell, it was her way of saying yes.

"Okay."

I turned and walked away from the shore, letting the cold wind rush around me again.

Succubus Taylor

(Автор: Metallix666)

1.1

Stupid, stupid, stupid! Why did I bring it to school? I should have known Emma and her friends would find it. My locker wasn't safe, I knew that but I just couldn't put the stupid thing down.

I paced up and down the girls bathroom while I tried to control the panic. I'd brought the book to school with me today, I'd hoped to find some time to read it during lunch but now Emma had it.

Having a book to read was nothing unusual for me. Ever since Emma had turned on me, along with most of the school, I didn't have much else to do but read. The problem was the subject of the book.

When I'd picked it up, I just thought it was a generic Science fiction story and the synopsis on the back had been interesting enough for me to buy it. What the cover didn't mention was aside from the interesting characters and battles to save the galaxy was steamy, toe curling sex scenes between the lead and her lover. Dad nearly walked in on me twice!

It's not like I could just go home. They would only be waiting for me when I finally returned!

I need to calm down, I moved to the sink and tried washing my face. Panicking wouldn't help any. Putting my glasses back on, I looked at myself in the mirror.

Tall, stick thin with a too wide mouth. The most feminine thing about me was my hair and even then, stress was starting to take its toll. I'd been forced to shorten it a bit after someone singed it.

In a fit of anger, I punched the mirror in front of me. The mirror cracked and pain shot up my arm. Blood was already starting to run between my fingers, I quickly turned the tap on and stuck my hand under the water.

I let out a small hiss and started trying to clean the wound, still cursing Emma and my life. Oddly, I felt better. Actually, I felt good. Really, really good.