Post by zer0kay on Sept 15, 2006 14:03:01 GMT -5
They are the ultimate in hodgepodge munchable goodness. I have four of them. My favorites are identical twins separated at “birth” that are mirror images of each other physically and emotionally. First I'll do Ashley, if anyone wants to read more I can do her twin but that would be a little shorter. The only other history I have done is a scientist.
Ashley was adopted into an abusive low income family even with all the problems she excelled in school. Likely because she believed that doing so would remove her from the life she lived. Because of her high ASVAB scores combined with her high I.Q. tests she was noticed by a government agency. Weeks before graduation a man approached her and offered her a full ride scholarship if she would work for the agency when she graduated. Of course she took it, he didn’t care that she was only sixteen.
A few days before graduation she was walking to a theatre when she realized two questionable looking boys were following her. She tried to loose them and inadvertently ran into a dead end alley. The boys turned into the alley, cornered and proceeded to rape her. Clothes torn, body beaten and violated her spirit was broken. She was numb and still asking the questions that victims often ask themselves… why me, what did I do wrong, what did I do to make them think I wanted this? She didn’t even notice they had stopped before completing the act, jumping from where they were, pouring blood, clutching themselves and screaming as they ran off.
She laid there in a pile of trash for only a few minutes longer, but it seemed like years to her as she continued to twist reality to blame herself. She pulled herself up using the edge of a dumpster right next to her. She noticed something move inside it and looked seeing a featureless flaming skull. Where the eye sockets should have been was a piercing bright glow, the flat plastic bone where the mouth should have been was covered in razors. It, the skull, was adorned with several horns and a crown of crystals. She gazed at it thinking that she should be terrified, but it seemed oddly familiar and strangely beautiful. As she gazed at it she noticed a hand below her naked breast and was startled, as she moved so did the skull and a tail whipped out from behind her to strike and shatter the mirror?! It was hers… the face, the clawed chitinous hands, the tail. She calmed down and inspected her… its… the body. Beside the hand were crab… no scorpion like pincers and beside that was latched onto the rim of the dumpster a single digit connected to longer fingers with a thin leathery membrane hanging between them. As she wondered what thy looked like open they spread and she recognized them as batwings that reached to the ground. Her feet well… they weren’t feet she stood upon cloven hooves connected to some kind of deer like legs. Metal bone was exposed in various locations and crystal formed on the skin over edges of bone and large meaty parts of skin were covered in chitin plates. Her torso was covered… if that’s what you could call it, by a piece of leathery chitinous lingerie that left nothing to the imagination. Her cleavage and areola were covered in razors as was her mons veneris, vulva and gluteal cleft especially around the anus. Though she felt no pain from them and could speak normally she found that there were razors in her mouth too… wait a second she didn’t have a mouth, but she still felt one and there were razors inside of it… God only knew where else they were. She stood there thinking that she was magnificent. She wouldn’t notice for many years but she wasn’t ashamed of her exposure… though she did worry about what people would feel about her new form. As she thought this there was a flash of light , suddenly her viewpoint was raised, apparently her other form was shorter. When her change was completed she realized her clothing was torn… was that real? She attempted to cover her nakedness with her torn clothes and arms and began to skulk out of the alley hoping all the while that no one would see her… that must have been a strange dream. As she was emerging from the blood stained alley two police officers following the trail of blood into the alley stopped in front of her. As she stood there in shock and shame in her nakedness, the male officer ran off and returned with a blanket. As he approached her she started to back away and as he was trying to calm her with words he raised the blanket and she screamed. And fell to her knees. The female officer tore the blanket from her partner’s hands and wrapped it around the traumatized girl.
Years passed and aside for a rare case of androphobia she was fine. She again excelled in school and once out of college and in the agency she excelled in training too, even the physical regiment. She became tougher, stronger and more independent, finally able to stand the presence of males near her, but still unable to trust them… without cause. When activated she commonly ran across the name Alexandria Kerensikov. Her exploits would eventually earn her the title monster. Many missions were successfully completed as she hunted down the woman she would come to know as Defiler.
When Darkday came Ashley was at home sleeping and woke because she couldn’t get on of her wings… and tail… comfortable. She jumped from bed to be met by her splendor looking back at her with that featureless flaming skull from the full body mirror on the back of her door… it was real. Her clock said 0900, but it was still dark outside. Hours passed as she called around to find out what was going on. Thinking she must look like some cheesy hodgepodge adult Halloween costume, but her limbs all moved naturally . At one point she smiled, though her skull probably didn’t show it, as she found herself holding the phone in one hand dialing it with the other while she held her day planner open with a pincer the other tapping impatiently on the counter one wing thumb was holding a drink and the other was scratching her head. She finally got through and one of the few trusted male coworkers told her two things; “Defiler is here, trust no one not even the agency. Then a familiar voice with a Romanian accent said in a sexy tone, “Hello toy, wanna see something that’ll get me off?” There was a pause as the male made an uh hmm sound, then she moaned a zipper sound and then a blood curdling scream from the male, which turned into a muffled scream followed by the sound of something cutting through air, then silence…, had the phone gone dead? Her voice again this time much closer, “Are you getting off ton this too? There is so much blood. That is you isn’t it… Templar?” Ashley gasped as she heard her agency code name. “I’ll take that as a yes. Don’t worry.” Alexandria said as there was a ripping sound, “He’ll make an excellent meal for me.” Then the phone went dead. Ashley was enraged she called her office number hoping someone would answer… nobody did and her answering machine picked up. “damn it!” She thought, “What I wouldn’t give to be there now.” There was a barely noticeable flash of light and as she went to put down the phone she realized she wasn’t holding it any more, that she was in and wasn’t herself. She heard something move in the hallway, she leaped to the side of the room with the door and pressed herself up against the wall. The sound passed and she used the stealth skills the agency taught her to get to Dan’s office. When she entered she was met with the most gruesome scene ever, she stood there in shock. Dan was all over the office. His nude body in his chair his blood on the floor his entrails on the book shelf as far as Ashley could tell he was missing his genitalia, heart, tongue and face. This almost made Elizabeth Bathory seem… nice. As she turned to leave the room she noticed words written in blood that she had walked through. “We can work out things when you get here.” It was all too much and she vomited. She started to go down the hall to the armory and as she passed the gym doorway she noticed her reflection looking at her out of the corner of her eye… wait a second there was no door for a reflection to reflect off of never mind how the hell a reflection can look at you when your passing perpendicular to it! That was kinda the question running through her mind… actually it was more like “WHAT THE HELL!!,” but that was why she thought that. She turned on her heels and ran back to the doorway. There stood her doppelganger, she knew she was just like her, a shape shifter. As she looked at her copy in shock, her copy analyzed her. Then she, the duplicate, said with a Romanian accent with that familiar voice, that Ashley now realized they shared; “You know Templar your man was quite… well tasty.” Ashley interrupted “He wasn’t my man.” Alexandria looked at her, with a little shock “Oh you swing that way… well, I’m sure he’d want you to know you could have had his heart, so here it is” she said as she dropped the still heart on the floor in front of Ashley. “I’m sure you wouldn’t mind, I already had some.” An evil smirk crossed Alexandria’s face. Ashley screamed and changed as she leaped at Alexandria. She had Alexandria pinned, her legs were held down with her wings her arms with her pincers and a hand was on her neck as she pulled the other back to punch her. Alexandria changed into an… angel? Ashley paused, too long and Alexandria managed to kick her off. “That is so far from what you are beast!” Ashley yelled as she kip upped. “Who are you talking to? You’re the beast.” Alexandria calmly said back. “Now lets see.” She said as she walked to one side, playing with the zipper at the top of her leather teddy, zipping it up and down showing cleavage. “You are very beautiful, and if I wasn’t straight I’d zip down, but I am and your just competition to be removed so… I’ll zip up,” she said as her hand shot between her thighs pulling another zipper up from her crotch. What was revealed was not the skin that she was showing off before but bare muscle with several mouths and a living tattoo depicting cat like humanoids slaughtering and gruesomely eating mouse like humanoids. “Now come here and give me a hug.” Alexandria said with an evil grin, just before she jumped across the room. “Now that’s more like the real you.” Ashley said just before Alexandria was surprised by Ashley’s tail which knocked her to the floor. “Well I can see you know how to move your body… sister.” Again with the evil smirk which grew larger as Ashley’s face contorted with horror at the realization of the truth. “But do you know how to use your powers?” Alexandria said as a ball of black energy formed in her hands. One moment Ashley was worried she was facing the end, the next she was in a meadow with someone’s hand on her shoulder.
She turned to find the office geek. “Hi, I’m…” She interrupted him “Phillip Darwin, code name Titanian, twenty seven years old, specialist in dead languages and research, you have doctorates in several fields including software engineering, astrophysics, anthropology and medicine.” She stated in a single breath. “Was there anything I missed?” She said as she removed his hand from her shoulder. She was never able to trust him but she had always felt some sort of kinship to him, now she realized he was a shape changer. “Yes.” Phillip said. “Oh what’s that? That you’re a shape changer.” Ashley interrupted, again. Phillip started to get annoyed “No, and we prefer the term Nightspawn, but I’m also a mage.”
“I already said you know a bunch of crap.” She said, annoyed herself that she still had to talk to this man.
“No not sage, mage as in I cast magic missiles… into the darkness.” He said with a snicker.
“So Alexandria said we have those too.”
“No… you don’t.” He said growing more irritated at the realization that he had to educate another moron. “Those are called Nightspawn talents, there aren’t very many of those and most of them you can’t use in your facade form.” With a blank stare from Ashley he continued. “That would be your non-human form. I gave up most of mine for a more flexible power… magic.” Again with the blank stare, with a sigh he continued after rolling his eyes. “OK with Nightspawn talents you bend darkness or natural energies. With magic you, or rather I, use my will to manipulate the very thread of reality… oh and I’m 274.”
“Oh, you look very young for your age.” Finally a response…
OK fast forward, she finds out she’s on the astral plane in a realm made by a group of sorcerers. She learns to control her abilities, Alexandria finds her there’s another battle Alexandria ends up running into the mist outside the realm to escape. Ashley follows in hot pursuit and finds herself in her NY, NY apartment… but it’s totally destroyed, not to mention you can see through the building, eventually she finds out its Rifts. Titanian shows up with a full body mirror which they end up leaving in her “apartment”, after walking through it back to the astral realm. She finds out that ever since she went through the mist they’ve been looking for her but all the portals now lead to a future Earth or an alternate dimension or something. Ashley informs them of what’s up. Ashley learns she can control the realm and has been recruiting agents since then and expanding her realm.
Ashley was adopted into an abusive low income family even with all the problems she excelled in school. Likely because she believed that doing so would remove her from the life she lived. Because of her high ASVAB scores combined with her high I.Q. tests she was noticed by a government agency. Weeks before graduation a man approached her and offered her a full ride scholarship if she would work for the agency when she graduated. Of course she took it, he didn’t care that she was only sixteen.
A few days before graduation she was walking to a theatre when she realized two questionable looking boys were following her. She tried to loose them and inadvertently ran into a dead end alley. The boys turned into the alley, cornered and proceeded to rape her. Clothes torn, body beaten and violated her spirit was broken. She was numb and still asking the questions that victims often ask themselves… why me, what did I do wrong, what did I do to make them think I wanted this? She didn’t even notice they had stopped before completing the act, jumping from where they were, pouring blood, clutching themselves and screaming as they ran off.
She laid there in a pile of trash for only a few minutes longer, but it seemed like years to her as she continued to twist reality to blame herself. She pulled herself up using the edge of a dumpster right next to her. She noticed something move inside it and looked seeing a featureless flaming skull. Where the eye sockets should have been was a piercing bright glow, the flat plastic bone where the mouth should have been was covered in razors. It, the skull, was adorned with several horns and a crown of crystals. She gazed at it thinking that she should be terrified, but it seemed oddly familiar and strangely beautiful. As she gazed at it she noticed a hand below her naked breast and was startled, as she moved so did the skull and a tail whipped out from behind her to strike and shatter the mirror?! It was hers… the face, the clawed chitinous hands, the tail. She calmed down and inspected her… its… the body. Beside the hand were crab… no scorpion like pincers and beside that was latched onto the rim of the dumpster a single digit connected to longer fingers with a thin leathery membrane hanging between them. As she wondered what thy looked like open they spread and she recognized them as batwings that reached to the ground. Her feet well… they weren’t feet she stood upon cloven hooves connected to some kind of deer like legs. Metal bone was exposed in various locations and crystal formed on the skin over edges of bone and large meaty parts of skin were covered in chitin plates. Her torso was covered… if that’s what you could call it, by a piece of leathery chitinous lingerie that left nothing to the imagination. Her cleavage and areola were covered in razors as was her mons veneris, vulva and gluteal cleft especially around the anus. Though she felt no pain from them and could speak normally she found that there were razors in her mouth too… wait a second she didn’t have a mouth, but she still felt one and there were razors inside of it… God only knew where else they were. She stood there thinking that she was magnificent. She wouldn’t notice for many years but she wasn’t ashamed of her exposure… though she did worry about what people would feel about her new form. As she thought this there was a flash of light , suddenly her viewpoint was raised, apparently her other form was shorter. When her change was completed she realized her clothing was torn… was that real? She attempted to cover her nakedness with her torn clothes and arms and began to skulk out of the alley hoping all the while that no one would see her… that must have been a strange dream. As she was emerging from the blood stained alley two police officers following the trail of blood into the alley stopped in front of her. As she stood there in shock and shame in her nakedness, the male officer ran off and returned with a blanket. As he approached her she started to back away and as he was trying to calm her with words he raised the blanket and she screamed. And fell to her knees. The female officer tore the blanket from her partner’s hands and wrapped it around the traumatized girl.
Years passed and aside for a rare case of androphobia she was fine. She again excelled in school and once out of college and in the agency she excelled in training too, even the physical regiment. She became tougher, stronger and more independent, finally able to stand the presence of males near her, but still unable to trust them… without cause. When activated she commonly ran across the name Alexandria Kerensikov. Her exploits would eventually earn her the title monster. Many missions were successfully completed as she hunted down the woman she would come to know as Defiler.
When Darkday came Ashley was at home sleeping and woke because she couldn’t get on of her wings… and tail… comfortable. She jumped from bed to be met by her splendor looking back at her with that featureless flaming skull from the full body mirror on the back of her door… it was real. Her clock said 0900, but it was still dark outside. Hours passed as she called around to find out what was going on. Thinking she must look like some cheesy hodgepodge adult Halloween costume, but her limbs all moved naturally . At one point she smiled, though her skull probably didn’t show it, as she found herself holding the phone in one hand dialing it with the other while she held her day planner open with a pincer the other tapping impatiently on the counter one wing thumb was holding a drink and the other was scratching her head. She finally got through and one of the few trusted male coworkers told her two things; “Defiler is here, trust no one not even the agency. Then a familiar voice with a Romanian accent said in a sexy tone, “Hello toy, wanna see something that’ll get me off?” There was a pause as the male made an uh hmm sound, then she moaned a zipper sound and then a blood curdling scream from the male, which turned into a muffled scream followed by the sound of something cutting through air, then silence…, had the phone gone dead? Her voice again this time much closer, “Are you getting off ton this too? There is so much blood. That is you isn’t it… Templar?” Ashley gasped as she heard her agency code name. “I’ll take that as a yes. Don’t worry.” Alexandria said as there was a ripping sound, “He’ll make an excellent meal for me.” Then the phone went dead. Ashley was enraged she called her office number hoping someone would answer… nobody did and her answering machine picked up. “damn it!” She thought, “What I wouldn’t give to be there now.” There was a barely noticeable flash of light and as she went to put down the phone she realized she wasn’t holding it any more, that she was in and wasn’t herself. She heard something move in the hallway, she leaped to the side of the room with the door and pressed herself up against the wall. The sound passed and she used the stealth skills the agency taught her to get to Dan’s office. When she entered she was met with the most gruesome scene ever, she stood there in shock. Dan was all over the office. His nude body in his chair his blood on the floor his entrails on the book shelf as far as Ashley could tell he was missing his genitalia, heart, tongue and face. This almost made Elizabeth Bathory seem… nice. As she turned to leave the room she noticed words written in blood that she had walked through. “We can work out things when you get here.” It was all too much and she vomited. She started to go down the hall to the armory and as she passed the gym doorway she noticed her reflection looking at her out of the corner of her eye… wait a second there was no door for a reflection to reflect off of never mind how the hell a reflection can look at you when your passing perpendicular to it! That was kinda the question running through her mind… actually it was more like “WHAT THE HELL!!,” but that was why she thought that. She turned on her heels and ran back to the doorway. There stood her doppelganger, she knew she was just like her, a shape shifter. As she looked at her copy in shock, her copy analyzed her. Then she, the duplicate, said with a Romanian accent with that familiar voice, that Ashley now realized they shared; “You know Templar your man was quite… well tasty.” Ashley interrupted “He wasn’t my man.” Alexandria looked at her, with a little shock “Oh you swing that way… well, I’m sure he’d want you to know you could have had his heart, so here it is” she said as she dropped the still heart on the floor in front of Ashley. “I’m sure you wouldn’t mind, I already had some.” An evil smirk crossed Alexandria’s face. Ashley screamed and changed as she leaped at Alexandria. She had Alexandria pinned, her legs were held down with her wings her arms with her pincers and a hand was on her neck as she pulled the other back to punch her. Alexandria changed into an… angel? Ashley paused, too long and Alexandria managed to kick her off. “That is so far from what you are beast!” Ashley yelled as she kip upped. “Who are you talking to? You’re the beast.” Alexandria calmly said back. “Now lets see.” She said as she walked to one side, playing with the zipper at the top of her leather teddy, zipping it up and down showing cleavage. “You are very beautiful, and if I wasn’t straight I’d zip down, but I am and your just competition to be removed so… I’ll zip up,” she said as her hand shot between her thighs pulling another zipper up from her crotch. What was revealed was not the skin that she was showing off before but bare muscle with several mouths and a living tattoo depicting cat like humanoids slaughtering and gruesomely eating mouse like humanoids. “Now come here and give me a hug.” Alexandria said with an evil grin, just before she jumped across the room. “Now that’s more like the real you.” Ashley said just before Alexandria was surprised by Ashley’s tail which knocked her to the floor. “Well I can see you know how to move your body… sister.” Again with the evil smirk which grew larger as Ashley’s face contorted with horror at the realization of the truth. “But do you know how to use your powers?” Alexandria said as a ball of black energy formed in her hands. One moment Ashley was worried she was facing the end, the next she was in a meadow with someone’s hand on her shoulder.
She turned to find the office geek. “Hi, I’m…” She interrupted him “Phillip Darwin, code name Titanian, twenty seven years old, specialist in dead languages and research, you have doctorates in several fields including software engineering, astrophysics, anthropology and medicine.” She stated in a single breath. “Was there anything I missed?” She said as she removed his hand from her shoulder. She was never able to trust him but she had always felt some sort of kinship to him, now she realized he was a shape changer. “Yes.” Phillip said. “Oh what’s that? That you’re a shape changer.” Ashley interrupted, again. Phillip started to get annoyed “No, and we prefer the term Nightspawn, but I’m also a mage.”
“I already said you know a bunch of crap.” She said, annoyed herself that she still had to talk to this man.
“No not sage, mage as in I cast magic missiles… into the darkness.” He said with a snicker.
“So Alexandria said we have those too.”
“No… you don’t.” He said growing more irritated at the realization that he had to educate another moron. “Those are called Nightspawn talents, there aren’t very many of those and most of them you can’t use in your facade form.” With a blank stare from Ashley he continued. “That would be your non-human form. I gave up most of mine for a more flexible power… magic.” Again with the blank stare, with a sigh he continued after rolling his eyes. “OK with Nightspawn talents you bend darkness or natural energies. With magic you, or rather I, use my will to manipulate the very thread of reality… oh and I’m 274.”
“Oh, you look very young for your age.” Finally a response…
OK fast forward, she finds out she’s on the astral plane in a realm made by a group of sorcerers. She learns to control her abilities, Alexandria finds her there’s another battle Alexandria ends up running into the mist outside the realm to escape. Ashley follows in hot pursuit and finds herself in her NY, NY apartment… but it’s totally destroyed, not to mention you can see through the building, eventually she finds out its Rifts. Titanian shows up with a full body mirror which they end up leaving in her “apartment”, after walking through it back to the astral realm. She finds out that ever since she went through the mist they’ve been looking for her but all the portals now lead to a future Earth or an alternate dimension or something. Ashley informs them of what’s up. Ashley learns she can control the realm and has been recruiting agents since then and expanding her realm.
seeming... well um immature and littered with some adolescent fantasy 
(that would be the lingere not what happened.) So would you like to read the others?
I am soooooo sorry. Is there any cure for that? 
So... is that transmitted by contact, airborn or computer virus?