Similar Adventures on Outfox
[Two Line Summary]
Daniel Discovers a strange liquid from a meteor that allows him to spread his consciousness through any orifice
[Detailed Description]
Daniel finds a canister on his way home from his job. Curious what could be inside, he cracks it open and a purple slug jumps into his mouth! He passes out, but awakes shortly after knowing he has a new ability. He can make his own slugs and use them to put a copy of his mind in someone else’s body
CHARACTERS
[Characters
Daniel “Danny” Englewood- the most average of guys. Average build, brown hair, average face. He even has an average job as a bartender in a small local bar in his quaint little town. A bit of a goofball, but in a charming way.
Sally Birch- owner of a local bar, and Danny’s boss. She is in her early 40’s and built like attention comes easy. Attractive, curt, but well like by her patrons. A good boss and easy one eyes
Justin Poe- Danny’s best friend, bit of a nerd and a pervert but also one of the funniest people Danny knows
SETTING & WORLD
Modern day Small town of 12000 in rural Louisiana, a couple hours drive from Baton Rouge
Daniel Discovers a strange liquid from a meteor that allows him to spread his consciousness through any orifice
[Detailed Description]
Daniel finds a canister on his way home from his job. Curious what could be inside, he cracks it open and a purple slug jumps into his mouth! He passes out, but awakes shortly after knowing he has a new ability. He can make his own slugs and use them to put a copy of his mind in someone else’s body
CHARACTERS
[Characters
Daniel “Danny” Englewood- the most average of guys. Average build, brown hair, average face. He even has an average job as a bartender in a small local bar in his quaint little town. A bit of a goofball, but in a charming way.
Sally Birch- owner of a local bar, and Danny’s boss. She is in her early 40’s and built like attention comes easy. Attractive, curt, but well like by her patrons. A good boss and easy one eyes
Justin Poe- Danny’s best friend, bit of a nerd and a pervert but also one of the funniest people Danny knows
SETTING & WORLD
Modern day Small town of 12000 in rural Louisiana, a couple hours drive from Baton Rouge
A future timeline, where humanity has spread to the stars and worlds beyond the cradle of Sol; all under the purview of a unified Earth government.
In one of many long-range colony ships, moving with the intent to establish humanity's interstellar frontier in brave new lands beyond even Sol's light—an accident stirs a stowaway evil awake, eager with ambitious desire and lust.
---
In the vast cargo holds of the UECS Nike and halfway through the journey, the all-women crew of the ship found a bizzare and morbid mystery:
A desiccated male corpse in the ratty remains of a hazard suit, with only two strange vials in its crusty clutches.
Identification of the cadaver via DNA analysis of sample tissue is easy, despite the degradation of the body. A return within the Unified Earth Overwatch's databases brought up a researcher-turned-petty-criminal, Killigan Pierce. A no-name corporation's former employee, his warrant describes the theft of company assets and evasion of arrest. Short, simple, and puzzling that he would wound up dead on the all-female colony ship UECS Nike.
Warp travel interference and the grand distances of the journey meant that communications between the ship and the Sol System is nil until further notice, the special FTL comms satellite only for use at the ship's target exoplant. Still, the women of the Nike's skeleton crew merely incinerates the body; the two vials safely in storage at one of the numerous science labs on the ship.
In any other timeline, the science officer in the lab would have found what is in those vials; and promptly dispose them without haste or hesitation.
This, however, is not that timeline.
---
Sharon Juan Moruga: A junior science officer onboard the Nike and the one that is examining the two vials found on Pierce's corpse. Sharon is a young Filipina with pixie cut black hair, an slender athletic build with respectable chest and rear assets, a sunkissed complexion akin to macassar ebony wood, and a pretty face with soft angles; cute features; and hazel brown eyes. Has a fiercely tomboy demeanor and a go-getter attitude with her work.
Lilia Volynski: Sharon's roommate and a member of the ship's security complement. Also around Sharon's age and a junior within the security complement, only having two years as a uniformed police officer on Mars for experience. A tall Slavic brunette beauty with shoulder-length hair, fair complexion like young cherry blossom flowers and a fit body with curves that can make a winding river green with envy; her rack and posterior are, comparative to Sharon's, ample yet firm despite their size. A timid but serious girl, trying to professional but held back by anxiety and introvert tendencies.
Mizu Matsumodo: The peppy and trendy XO of the ship's command staff. A Japanese woman with small but near perfectly round breasts, a slim build that bottoms out to a surprisingly adequete thick rear and thighs, and a fashion sense that favors bold colors; including dying her hair to pink, switching it over to blue with purple highlights, and vice versa. She's competent, but her cheerfully sunny disposition throws many of the crew off.
Sherrie Preston: The ship's captain with the gravitas to match, despite her chill attitude. An African-American lady with spiky dark hair thats always fashioned into masculine hair styles to pair with her handsome face. Like many others on the ship, her womanly assets are impressive, yet the most notable is her toned build; her muscles clearly defined in spite of her shapely body, with a prominent six-pack visible under the ship's tight uniforms. Although visually intimidating, Sherrie is a lax and carefree captain, having faith that her crew can manage themselves even in theoretical times of crisis.
Linda Thompson: A member of the ship's engineering and robotics teams. A blonde Caucasian bombshell of a lady who could've been a famous actress if not for her chosen profession as a robotics technician. She wears glasses that enhance her nigh peerless silver screen prettiness and even her work clothes look amazing on her. Despite that, she is a humble and sociable butterfly, clearly happy to ply her trade with robots and software than acting on movies and shows.
Trinh My Huyuh: A feisty Vietnamese girl, eccentric ship engineer, and Linda's roommate. Shorter than even Sharon, Trinh's complexion is like lacquered tiger maple wood, her build a lithe and runner's, her naturally red hair always in pigtails or twin Chinese hairbuns; although short, her boobs and butt are fairly well endowed. Though Trinh is often still subject being mistaken as a teen, either unironically or not. As a result, Trinh is a snappy, fiesty, and thinly patient girl; yet eccentrically brilliant in her approach to astronomy and space ship engineering.
Hei-ran Su: The stern head of security from Korea. A Korean woman with deep experience in counterterrorism and law enforcement, Hei-ran's lithe and curvy build makes her look like a dancer; if not for the subtly defined muscles that speak for her prior background. Her jet black hair is always in an impeccable bob cut. Out of everyone else in the crew, her bust is largest and her butt a lovely example of a bubble butt that leads to pleasantly thick thighs. She's a no nonsense woman who takes her job seriously, to everyone else's exasperation; often butts head with Sherrie's lax approach to things.
Killigan Pierce: A former corporate researcher, turned wanted criminal, and now a freshly incinerated cadaver. Killigan worked for a biotechnical firm, research and developing medical advancements for Sol and its people. However, he soon became a wanted man after he physically destroyed a particular project the company was invested in, and stole the backup copies of the research data. How he stowed away on the UECS Nike or how he died is unknown, with only the vials he had on him offering potential answers; or a potential doom. Before his death and arrest warrant, Killigan was an elderly Caucasian man with a bald spot, a scraggly beard, and frail thin body; though he remained a sharp-minded, hawkeyed, and intuituve researcher despite his age and worn body.
In one of many long-range colony ships, moving with the intent to establish humanity's interstellar frontier in brave new lands beyond even Sol's light—an accident stirs a stowaway evil awake, eager with ambitious desire and lust.
---
In the vast cargo holds of the UECS Nike and halfway through the journey, the all-women crew of the ship found a bizzare and morbid mystery:
A desiccated male corpse in the ratty remains of a hazard suit, with only two strange vials in its crusty clutches.
Identification of the cadaver via DNA analysis of sample tissue is easy, despite the degradation of the body. A return within the Unified Earth Overwatch's databases brought up a researcher-turned-petty-criminal, Killigan Pierce. A no-name corporation's former employee, his warrant describes the theft of company assets and evasion of arrest. Short, simple, and puzzling that he would wound up dead on the all-female colony ship UECS Nike.
Warp travel interference and the grand distances of the journey meant that communications between the ship and the Sol System is nil until further notice, the special FTL comms satellite only for use at the ship's target exoplant. Still, the women of the Nike's skeleton crew merely incinerates the body; the two vials safely in storage at one of the numerous science labs on the ship.
In any other timeline, the science officer in the lab would have found what is in those vials; and promptly dispose them without haste or hesitation.
This, however, is not that timeline.
---
Sharon Juan Moruga: A junior science officer onboard the Nike and the one that is examining the two vials found on Pierce's corpse. Sharon is a young Filipina with pixie cut black hair, an slender athletic build with respectable chest and rear assets, a sunkissed complexion akin to macassar ebony wood, and a pretty face with soft angles; cute features; and hazel brown eyes. Has a fiercely tomboy demeanor and a go-getter attitude with her work.
Lilia Volynski: Sharon's roommate and a member of the ship's security complement. Also around Sharon's age and a junior within the security complement, only having two years as a uniformed police officer on Mars for experience. A tall Slavic brunette beauty with shoulder-length hair, fair complexion like young cherry blossom flowers and a fit body with curves that can make a winding river green with envy; her rack and posterior are, comparative to Sharon's, ample yet firm despite their size. A timid but serious girl, trying to professional but held back by anxiety and introvert tendencies.
Mizu Matsumodo: The peppy and trendy XO of the ship's command staff. A Japanese woman with small but near perfectly round breasts, a slim build that bottoms out to a surprisingly adequete thick rear and thighs, and a fashion sense that favors bold colors; including dying her hair to pink, switching it over to blue with purple highlights, and vice versa. She's competent, but her cheerfully sunny disposition throws many of the crew off.
Sherrie Preston: The ship's captain with the gravitas to match, despite her chill attitude. An African-American lady with spiky dark hair thats always fashioned into masculine hair styles to pair with her handsome face. Like many others on the ship, her womanly assets are impressive, yet the most notable is her toned build; her muscles clearly defined in spite of her shapely body, with a prominent six-pack visible under the ship's tight uniforms. Although visually intimidating, Sherrie is a lax and carefree captain, having faith that her crew can manage themselves even in theoretical times of crisis.
Linda Thompson: A member of the ship's engineering and robotics teams. A blonde Caucasian bombshell of a lady who could've been a famous actress if not for her chosen profession as a robotics technician. She wears glasses that enhance her nigh peerless silver screen prettiness and even her work clothes look amazing on her. Despite that, she is a humble and sociable butterfly, clearly happy to ply her trade with robots and software than acting on movies and shows.
Trinh My Huyuh: A feisty Vietnamese girl, eccentric ship engineer, and Linda's roommate. Shorter than even Sharon, Trinh's complexion is like lacquered tiger maple wood, her build a lithe and runner's, her naturally red hair always in pigtails or twin Chinese hairbuns; although short, her boobs and butt are fairly well endowed. Though Trinh is often still subject being mistaken as a teen, either unironically or not. As a result, Trinh is a snappy, fiesty, and thinly patient girl; yet eccentrically brilliant in her approach to astronomy and space ship engineering.
Hei-ran Su: The stern head of security from Korea. A Korean woman with deep experience in counterterrorism and law enforcement, Hei-ran's lithe and curvy build makes her look like a dancer; if not for the subtly defined muscles that speak for her prior background. Her jet black hair is always in an impeccable bob cut. Out of everyone else in the crew, her bust is largest and her butt a lovely example of a bubble butt that leads to pleasantly thick thighs. She's a no nonsense woman who takes her job seriously, to everyone else's exasperation; often butts head with Sherrie's lax approach to things.
Killigan Pierce: A former corporate researcher, turned wanted criminal, and now a freshly incinerated cadaver. Killigan worked for a biotechnical firm, research and developing medical advancements for Sol and its people. However, he soon became a wanted man after he physically destroyed a particular project the company was invested in, and stole the backup copies of the research data. How he stowed away on the UECS Nike or how he died is unknown, with only the vials he had on him offering potential answers; or a potential doom. Before his death and arrest warrant, Killigan was an elderly Caucasian man with a bald spot, a scraggly beard, and frail thin body; though he remained a sharp-minded, hawkeyed, and intuituve researcher despite his age and worn body.
An alien parasite descends to earth to feed on human sperm, and it turns out to feel really good doing it.
An alien parasite has been sent to earth. Its job is simple, take over a human host and find a way to extract as much sperm from the humans as possible. The only problem is, the parasite knows nothing about humans, let alone how to get human sperm. The parasite approaches a house, where two unsuspecting roommates are in for a very interesting night.
CHARACTERS
The Parasite: an alien parasite that sustains itself by consuming the genes of other creatures, human sperm especially is an excellent source. The parasite can take over a host consciousness anywhere from inside the body, it just needs an orifice it can crawl through to get inside.
SETTING & WORLD
A modern American suburb close to a modern American city.
An alien parasite has been sent to earth. Its job is simple, take over a human host and find a way to extract as much sperm from the humans as possible. The only problem is, the parasite knows nothing about humans, let alone how to get human sperm. The parasite approaches a house, where two unsuspecting roommates are in for a very interesting night.
CHARACTERS
The Parasite: an alien parasite that sustains itself by consuming the genes of other creatures, human sperm especially is an excellent source. The parasite can take over a host consciousness anywhere from inside the body, it just needs an orifice it can crawl through to get inside.
SETTING & WORLD
A modern American suburb close to a modern American city.
You rule the seedy underbelly of the city with a bloodied fist and worn steel, the boss of crime bosses of a regional mafia family; the capo dei capi as the media and law enforcement would term it.
Rivals and competition, legitimate and criminal, would disappear with nary a snap of your fingers. The police and judges persistent yet incapable against the entrenched tendrils of your crime organization. The common people continue to live life as it is, yet there is a undercurrent of fear and dread; as the shadows of the criminal underground slink around their walls and corners.
Yet, despite the influence and wealth you have, you are still so very mortal. Progress and time ply their trade against you, the flesh and bone of your own body wither and wrinkle as the years grind past. What was once a premium example of a made man who both embodied physical brutality and cold cunning, reduced to a frail mess of limbs and organs held by by fossilized bones and sundried skin.
You know that only command respect and deference from the mafia by sheer momentum of your past actions and your severe seniority. The moment your faculties slip, that the mushy organic soup and mass that is your brain decides to fuck up, the organization would not - could not - wait until you are off the chair. They wouldn't even let the seat cool before ambitious fools among your subordinates claims, like a childishly criminal rendition of musical chairs with fatal consequences.
The potential fallout - real and imagined - from a scenario would be disastrous. Rival crime families, the blue soldiers of the law, corporate vultures would swoop in and carve up what you had built up through decades of literal sweat, blood, and mountains of corpses. To your embarrassment, you have no heir, no groomed replacement to take up your mantle should you pass. Your Consigliere is competent, loyal, but he is no true leader that could silence rooms of hardened wise men with a rap of a knuckle against lacquered oak.
Still, in your despair, your Consigliere - ever faithful a second-in-command he is - found something occult. Supernatural. Real, despite it all. You know he used your vast repository of resources to find it, but the how and where; your right-hand man is tight lipped.
Its fine. You've worked with him long enough that he deserves to keep a secret or two. What matters more is what he brought back.
The ability to take over another person's body, like a goddamn ghost possession. There wasn't much beyond the fact that the supposed ritual requires the sacrifice of the possessor's physical body; but what your Consigliere reported on a typed summary of the occult process, the end result would be the possessor taking over the target's body and merging with their consciousness. All while the possessor maintains their self awareness, raking in their target's knowledge and memories and personalities.
It sounded insane, a load of bullshit, but your Consigliere is nothing but that. He seemed wholly convinced it was real, and he insistent that this could ensure the mafia would survive the future. He even said he had laid the foundations for your "succession", once you've secured your new body.
Given earlier you had to be helped by your estate's maids and monitored by a trusted medical professional afterwards, like a goddamn nursing home victim...
... fuck it, in for a penny, in for a pound. Better than wasting away until you die and your legacy torn to shreds in the aftermath.
Rivals and competition, legitimate and criminal, would disappear with nary a snap of your fingers. The police and judges persistent yet incapable against the entrenched tendrils of your crime organization. The common people continue to live life as it is, yet there is a undercurrent of fear and dread; as the shadows of the criminal underground slink around their walls and corners.
Yet, despite the influence and wealth you have, you are still so very mortal. Progress and time ply their trade against you, the flesh and bone of your own body wither and wrinkle as the years grind past. What was once a premium example of a made man who both embodied physical brutality and cold cunning, reduced to a frail mess of limbs and organs held by by fossilized bones and sundried skin.
You know that only command respect and deference from the mafia by sheer momentum of your past actions and your severe seniority. The moment your faculties slip, that the mushy organic soup and mass that is your brain decides to fuck up, the organization would not - could not - wait until you are off the chair. They wouldn't even let the seat cool before ambitious fools among your subordinates claims, like a childishly criminal rendition of musical chairs with fatal consequences.
The potential fallout - real and imagined - from a scenario would be disastrous. Rival crime families, the blue soldiers of the law, corporate vultures would swoop in and carve up what you had built up through decades of literal sweat, blood, and mountains of corpses. To your embarrassment, you have no heir, no groomed replacement to take up your mantle should you pass. Your Consigliere is competent, loyal, but he is no true leader that could silence rooms of hardened wise men with a rap of a knuckle against lacquered oak.
Still, in your despair, your Consigliere - ever faithful a second-in-command he is - found something occult. Supernatural. Real, despite it all. You know he used your vast repository of resources to find it, but the how and where; your right-hand man is tight lipped.
Its fine. You've worked with him long enough that he deserves to keep a secret or two. What matters more is what he brought back.
The ability to take over another person's body, like a goddamn ghost possession. There wasn't much beyond the fact that the supposed ritual requires the sacrifice of the possessor's physical body; but what your Consigliere reported on a typed summary of the occult process, the end result would be the possessor taking over the target's body and merging with their consciousness. All while the possessor maintains their self awareness, raking in their target's knowledge and memories and personalities.
It sounded insane, a load of bullshit, but your Consigliere is nothing but that. He seemed wholly convinced it was real, and he insistent that this could ensure the mafia would survive the future. He even said he had laid the foundations for your "succession", once you've secured your new body.
Given earlier you had to be helped by your estate's maids and monitored by a trusted medical professional afterwards, like a goddamn nursing home victim...
... fuck it, in for a penny, in for a pound. Better than wasting away until you die and your legacy torn to shreds in the aftermath.
The main character is taken to a hospital after a car accident where he is treated with nanobots.
CHARACTERS
Evan Roberts, a 23-year-old man living in a rented apartment far from his parents
Evan was returning home from the store when he noticed a car rushing towards an old lady crossing the street. Evan was always kind and helped people, without thinking he ran towards the pedestrian and pushed the old woman away, but he himself was hit by a sedan at full speed. Evan was taken to the hospital with a fractured skull and several broken bones throughout his body. Doctors decided to use an experimental treatment on him – using nanobots. Nanobots fed on the beneficial substances from the host's body, multiplied and quickly increased the regeneration process. A couple of days later, Evan was discharged with the warning that he had undergone an experimental treatment and that he now needed to eat more to support the nanobots. Returning home, Evan remembered that he had not brought the groceries home and had not bought anything on the way. He decided to order pizza, but when he remembered the doctors’ words, he decided to buy 5 pieces at once. Half an hour later, they brought him a pizza and the courier was surprised that one person needed so much pizza. Evan ate them in two days and on the third day he felt very nauseous. At first he thought it was from the pizza, but no pills helped.He wrote to the doctor, who gave him a contact number, about nausea, and he sent a nurse to Evan.A couple of hours later, Evan heard a knock on the door. Opening the door, he saw in front of him a pretty blonde in a beige coat, about 25-30 years old. She smiled sweetly at him, shook his hand, and introduced herself as Alice Black. Evan led her into the living room and poured her some tea. Alice asked how often I experienced nausea, what I'd eaten, and how much. Evan said he ate 5 pizzas in two days and that he felt nauseous around the clock. Alice suggested that suddenly eating such a large amount of food probably caused an overabundance of nanobots.Evan listened to her well, but suddenly he clutched his stomach and vomited black liquid all over Alice. But suddenly the black liquid came to life and entered her mouth and nostrils. She started having convulsions and Evan grabbed his head in pain and began to receive some new memories. After a couple of seconds, Evan realized that he had replicated his personality into Alice's body (he realized this thanks to her mind), he was examining Alice's body, and Alice's body was examining him, it was very strange but at the same time It's interesting, apparently Alice's personality was very smart, because now Evan knew a lot about nanobots and various medical and scientific things.
CHARACTERS
Evan Roberts, a 23-year-old man living in a rented apartment far from his parents
Evan was returning home from the store when he noticed a car rushing towards an old lady crossing the street. Evan was always kind and helped people, without thinking he ran towards the pedestrian and pushed the old woman away, but he himself was hit by a sedan at full speed. Evan was taken to the hospital with a fractured skull and several broken bones throughout his body. Doctors decided to use an experimental treatment on him – using nanobots. Nanobots fed on the beneficial substances from the host's body, multiplied and quickly increased the regeneration process. A couple of days later, Evan was discharged with the warning that he had undergone an experimental treatment and that he now needed to eat more to support the nanobots. Returning home, Evan remembered that he had not brought the groceries home and had not bought anything on the way. He decided to order pizza, but when he remembered the doctors’ words, he decided to buy 5 pieces at once. Half an hour later, they brought him a pizza and the courier was surprised that one person needed so much pizza. Evan ate them in two days and on the third day he felt very nauseous. At first he thought it was from the pizza, but no pills helped.He wrote to the doctor, who gave him a contact number, about nausea, and he sent a nurse to Evan.A couple of hours later, Evan heard a knock on the door. Opening the door, he saw in front of him a pretty blonde in a beige coat, about 25-30 years old. She smiled sweetly at him, shook his hand, and introduced herself as Alice Black. Evan led her into the living room and poured her some tea. Alice asked how often I experienced nausea, what I'd eaten, and how much. Evan said he ate 5 pizzas in two days and that he felt nauseous around the clock. Alice suggested that suddenly eating such a large amount of food probably caused an overabundance of nanobots.Evan listened to her well, but suddenly he clutched his stomach and vomited black liquid all over Alice. But suddenly the black liquid came to life and entered her mouth and nostrils. She started having convulsions and Evan grabbed his head in pain and began to receive some new memories. After a couple of seconds, Evan realized that he had replicated his personality into Alice's body (he realized this thanks to her mind), he was examining Alice's body, and Alice's body was examining him, it was very strange but at the same time It's interesting, apparently Alice's personality was very smart, because now Evan knew a lot about nanobots and various medical and scientific things.
[Two Line Summary]
Alien stingrays attach themselves to humans to…take a vacation?
[Detailed Description]
Alien possession is as common as ride sharing! And humans voluntarily offer their own bodies to be controlled
CHARACTERS
Alien Parasites- have been a part of human culture for years and are commonplace now. Seeing a host nude with one in their back is no stranger than seeing a dog in a sweater. It might make you stare but not enough to draw attention
Share rider- willing human hosts who allow the aliens to possess their bodies for multiple reasons. Some need extra money, some like the mental vacation of having others make decisions, others like to be used as living sex toys
SETTING & WORLD
Modern setting where aliens controlling hosts is common,
Alien stingrays attach themselves to humans to…take a vacation?
[Detailed Description]
Alien possession is as common as ride sharing! And humans voluntarily offer their own bodies to be controlled
CHARACTERS
Alien Parasites- have been a part of human culture for years and are commonplace now. Seeing a host nude with one in their back is no stranger than seeing a dog in a sweater. It might make you stare but not enough to draw attention
Share rider- willing human hosts who allow the aliens to possess their bodies for multiple reasons. Some need extra money, some like the mental vacation of having others make decisions, others like to be used as living sex toys
SETTING & WORLD
Modern setting where aliens controlling hosts is common,
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Similar Adventures on Outfox
[Two Line Summary]
Daniel Discovers a strange liquid from a meteor that allows him to spread his consciousness through any orifice
[Detailed Description]
Daniel finds a canister on his way home from his job. Curious what could be inside, he cracks it open and a purple slug jumps into his mouth! He passes out, but awakes shortly after knowing he has a new ability. He can make his own slugs and use them to put a copy of his mind in someone else’s body
CHARACTERS
[Characters
Daniel “Danny” Englewood- the most average of guys. Average build, brown hair, average face. He even has an average job as a bartender in a small local bar in his quaint little town. A bit of a goofball, but in a charming way.
Sally Birch- owner of a local bar, and Danny’s boss. She is in her early 40’s and built like attention comes easy. Attractive, curt, but well like by her patrons. A good boss and easy one eyes
Justin Poe- Danny’s best friend, bit of a nerd and a pervert but also one of the funniest people Danny knows
SETTING & WORLD
Modern day Small town of 12000 in rural Louisiana, a couple hours drive from Baton Rouge
Daniel Discovers a strange liquid from a meteor that allows him to spread his consciousness through any orifice
[Detailed Description]
Daniel finds a canister on his way home from his job. Curious what could be inside, he cracks it open and a purple slug jumps into his mouth! He passes out, but awakes shortly after knowing he has a new ability. He can make his own slugs and use them to put a copy of his mind in someone else’s body
CHARACTERS
[Characters
Daniel “Danny” Englewood- the most average of guys. Average build, brown hair, average face. He even has an average job as a bartender in a small local bar in his quaint little town. A bit of a goofball, but in a charming way.
Sally Birch- owner of a local bar, and Danny’s boss. She is in her early 40’s and built like attention comes easy. Attractive, curt, but well like by her patrons. A good boss and easy one eyes
Justin Poe- Danny’s best friend, bit of a nerd and a pervert but also one of the funniest people Danny knows
SETTING & WORLD
Modern day Small town of 12000 in rural Louisiana, a couple hours drive from Baton Rouge
A future timeline, where humanity has spread to the stars and worlds beyond the cradle of Sol; all under the purview of a unified Earth government.
In one of many long-range colony ships, moving with the intent to establish humanity's interstellar frontier in brave new lands beyond even Sol's light—an accident stirs a stowaway evil awake, eager with ambitious desire and lust.
---
In the vast cargo holds of the UECS Nike and halfway through the journey, the all-women crew of the ship found a bizzare and morbid mystery:
A desiccated male corpse in the ratty remains of a hazard suit, with only two strange vials in its crusty clutches.
Identification of the cadaver via DNA analysis of sample tissue is easy, despite the degradation of the body. A return within the Unified Earth Overwatch's databases brought up a researcher-turned-petty-criminal, Killigan Pierce. A no-name corporation's former employee, his warrant describes the theft of company assets and evasion of arrest. Short, simple, and puzzling that he would wound up dead on the all-female colony ship UECS Nike.
Warp travel interference and the grand distances of the journey meant that communications between the ship and the Sol System is nil until further notice, the special FTL comms satellite only for use at the ship's target exoplant. Still, the women of the Nike's skeleton crew merely incinerates the body; the two vials safely in storage at one of the numerous science labs on the ship.
In any other timeline, the science officer in the lab would have found what is in those vials; and promptly dispose them without haste or hesitation.
This, however, is not that timeline.
---
Sharon Juan Moruga: A junior science officer onboard the Nike and the one that is examining the two vials found on Pierce's corpse. Sharon is a young Filipina with pixie cut black hair, an slender athletic build with respectable chest and rear assets, a sunkissed complexion akin to macassar ebony wood, and a pretty face with soft angles; cute features; and hazel brown eyes. Has a fiercely tomboy demeanor and a go-getter attitude with her work.
Lilia Volynski: Sharon's roommate and a member of the ship's security complement. Also around Sharon's age and a junior within the security complement, only having two years as a uniformed police officer on Mars for experience. A tall Slavic brunette beauty with shoulder-length hair, fair complexion like young cherry blossom flowers and a fit body with curves that can make a winding river green with envy; her rack and posterior are, comparative to Sharon's, ample yet firm despite their size. A timid but serious girl, trying to professional but held back by anxiety and introvert tendencies.
Mizu Matsumodo: The peppy and trendy XO of the ship's command staff. A Japanese woman with small but near perfectly round breasts, a slim build that bottoms out to a surprisingly adequete thick rear and thighs, and a fashion sense that favors bold colors; including dying her hair to pink, switching it over to blue with purple highlights, and vice versa. She's competent, but her cheerfully sunny disposition throws many of the crew off.
Sherrie Preston: The ship's captain with the gravitas to match, despite her chill attitude. An African-American lady with spiky dark hair thats always fashioned into masculine hair styles to pair with her handsome face. Like many others on the ship, her womanly assets are impressive, yet the most notable is her toned build; her muscles clearly defined in spite of her shapely body, with a prominent six-pack visible under the ship's tight uniforms. Although visually intimidating, Sherrie is a lax and carefree captain, having faith that her crew can manage themselves even in theoretical times of crisis.
Linda Thompson: A member of the ship's engineering and robotics teams. A blonde Caucasian bombshell of a lady who could've been a famous actress if not for her chosen profession as a robotics technician. She wears glasses that enhance her nigh peerless silver screen prettiness and even her work clothes look amazing on her. Despite that, she is a humble and sociable butterfly, clearly happy to ply her trade with robots and software than acting on movies and shows.
Trinh My Huyuh: A feisty Vietnamese girl, eccentric ship engineer, and Linda's roommate. Shorter than even Sharon, Trinh's complexion is like lacquered tiger maple wood, her build a lithe and runner's, her naturally red hair always in pigtails or twin Chinese hairbuns; although short, her boobs and butt are fairly well endowed. Though Trinh is often still subject being mistaken as a teen, either unironically or not. As a result, Trinh is a snappy, fiesty, and thinly patient girl; yet eccentrically brilliant in her approach to astronomy and space ship engineering.
Hei-ran Su: The stern head of security from Korea. A Korean woman with deep experience in counterterrorism and law enforcement, Hei-ran's lithe and curvy build makes her look like a dancer; if not for the subtly defined muscles that speak for her prior background. Her jet black hair is always in an impeccable bob cut. Out of everyone else in the crew, her bust is largest and her butt a lovely example of a bubble butt that leads to pleasantly thick thighs. She's a no nonsense woman who takes her job seriously, to everyone else's exasperation; often butts head with Sherrie's lax approach to things.
Killigan Pierce: A former corporate researcher, turned wanted criminal, and now a freshly incinerated cadaver. Killigan worked for a biotechnical firm, research and developing medical advancements for Sol and its people. However, he soon became a wanted man after he physically destroyed a particular project the company was invested in, and stole the backup copies of the research data. How he stowed away on the UECS Nike or how he died is unknown, with only the vials he had on him offering potential answers; or a potential doom. Before his death and arrest warrant, Killigan was an elderly Caucasian man with a bald spot, a scraggly beard, and frail thin body; though he remained a sharp-minded, hawkeyed, and intuituve researcher despite his age and worn body.
In one of many long-range colony ships, moving with the intent to establish humanity's interstellar frontier in brave new lands beyond even Sol's light—an accident stirs a stowaway evil awake, eager with ambitious desire and lust.
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In the vast cargo holds of the UECS Nike and halfway through the journey, the all-women crew of the ship found a bizzare and morbid mystery:
A desiccated male corpse in the ratty remains of a hazard suit, with only two strange vials in its crusty clutches.
Identification of the cadaver via DNA analysis of sample tissue is easy, despite the degradation of the body. A return within the Unified Earth Overwatch's databases brought up a researcher-turned-petty-criminal, Killigan Pierce. A no-name corporation's former employee, his warrant describes the theft of company assets and evasion of arrest. Short, simple, and puzzling that he would wound up dead on the all-female colony ship UECS Nike.
Warp travel interference and the grand distances of the journey meant that communications between the ship and the Sol System is nil until further notice, the special FTL comms satellite only for use at the ship's target exoplant. Still, the women of the Nike's skeleton crew merely incinerates the body; the two vials safely in storage at one of the numerous science labs on the ship.
In any other timeline, the science officer in the lab would have found what is in those vials; and promptly dispose them without haste or hesitation.
This, however, is not that timeline.
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Sharon Juan Moruga: A junior science officer onboard the Nike and the one that is examining the two vials found on Pierce's corpse. Sharon is a young Filipina with pixie cut black hair, an slender athletic build with respectable chest and rear assets, a sunkissed complexion akin to macassar ebony wood, and a pretty face with soft angles; cute features; and hazel brown eyes. Has a fiercely tomboy demeanor and a go-getter attitude with her work.
Lilia Volynski: Sharon's roommate and a member of the ship's security complement. Also around Sharon's age and a junior within the security complement, only having two years as a uniformed police officer on Mars for experience. A tall Slavic brunette beauty with shoulder-length hair, fair complexion like young cherry blossom flowers and a fit body with curves that can make a winding river green with envy; her rack and posterior are, comparative to Sharon's, ample yet firm despite their size. A timid but serious girl, trying to professional but held back by anxiety and introvert tendencies.
Mizu Matsumodo: The peppy and trendy XO of the ship's command staff. A Japanese woman with small but near perfectly round breasts, a slim build that bottoms out to a surprisingly adequete thick rear and thighs, and a fashion sense that favors bold colors; including dying her hair to pink, switching it over to blue with purple highlights, and vice versa. She's competent, but her cheerfully sunny disposition throws many of the crew off.
Sherrie Preston: The ship's captain with the gravitas to match, despite her chill attitude. An African-American lady with spiky dark hair thats always fashioned into masculine hair styles to pair with her handsome face. Like many others on the ship, her womanly assets are impressive, yet the most notable is her toned build; her muscles clearly defined in spite of her shapely body, with a prominent six-pack visible under the ship's tight uniforms. Although visually intimidating, Sherrie is a lax and carefree captain, having faith that her crew can manage themselves even in theoretical times of crisis.
Linda Thompson: A member of the ship's engineering and robotics teams. A blonde Caucasian bombshell of a lady who could've been a famous actress if not for her chosen profession as a robotics technician. She wears glasses that enhance her nigh peerless silver screen prettiness and even her work clothes look amazing on her. Despite that, she is a humble and sociable butterfly, clearly happy to ply her trade with robots and software than acting on movies and shows.
Trinh My Huyuh: A feisty Vietnamese girl, eccentric ship engineer, and Linda's roommate. Shorter than even Sharon, Trinh's complexion is like lacquered tiger maple wood, her build a lithe and runner's, her naturally red hair always in pigtails or twin Chinese hairbuns; although short, her boobs and butt are fairly well endowed. Though Trinh is often still subject being mistaken as a teen, either unironically or not. As a result, Trinh is a snappy, fiesty, and thinly patient girl; yet eccentrically brilliant in her approach to astronomy and space ship engineering.
Hei-ran Su: The stern head of security from Korea. A Korean woman with deep experience in counterterrorism and law enforcement, Hei-ran's lithe and curvy build makes her look like a dancer; if not for the subtly defined muscles that speak for her prior background. Her jet black hair is always in an impeccable bob cut. Out of everyone else in the crew, her bust is largest and her butt a lovely example of a bubble butt that leads to pleasantly thick thighs. She's a no nonsense woman who takes her job seriously, to everyone else's exasperation; often butts head with Sherrie's lax approach to things.
Killigan Pierce: A former corporate researcher, turned wanted criminal, and now a freshly incinerated cadaver. Killigan worked for a biotechnical firm, research and developing medical advancements for Sol and its people. However, he soon became a wanted man after he physically destroyed a particular project the company was invested in, and stole the backup copies of the research data. How he stowed away on the UECS Nike or how he died is unknown, with only the vials he had on him offering potential answers; or a potential doom. Before his death and arrest warrant, Killigan was an elderly Caucasian man with a bald spot, a scraggly beard, and frail thin body; though he remained a sharp-minded, hawkeyed, and intuituve researcher despite his age and worn body.
An alien parasite descends to earth to feed on human sperm, and it turns out to feel really good doing it.
An alien parasite has been sent to earth. Its job is simple, take over a human host and find a way to extract as much sperm from the humans as possible. The only problem is, the parasite knows nothing about humans, let alone how to get human sperm. The parasite approaches a house, where two unsuspecting roommates are in for a very interesting night.
CHARACTERS
The Parasite: an alien parasite that sustains itself by consuming the genes of other creatures, human sperm especially is an excellent source. The parasite can take over a host consciousness anywhere from inside the body, it just needs an orifice it can crawl through to get inside.
SETTING & WORLD
A modern American suburb close to a modern American city.
An alien parasite has been sent to earth. Its job is simple, take over a human host and find a way to extract as much sperm from the humans as possible. The only problem is, the parasite knows nothing about humans, let alone how to get human sperm. The parasite approaches a house, where two unsuspecting roommates are in for a very interesting night.
CHARACTERS
The Parasite: an alien parasite that sustains itself by consuming the genes of other creatures, human sperm especially is an excellent source. The parasite can take over a host consciousness anywhere from inside the body, it just needs an orifice it can crawl through to get inside.
SETTING & WORLD
A modern American suburb close to a modern American city.
You rule the seedy underbelly of the city with a bloodied fist and worn steel, the boss of crime bosses of a regional mafia family; the capo dei capi as the media and law enforcement would term it.
Rivals and competition, legitimate and criminal, would disappear with nary a snap of your fingers. The police and judges persistent yet incapable against the entrenched tendrils of your crime organization. The common people continue to live life as it is, yet there is a undercurrent of fear and dread; as the shadows of the criminal underground slink around their walls and corners.
Yet, despite the influence and wealth you have, you are still so very mortal. Progress and time ply their trade against you, the flesh and bone of your own body wither and wrinkle as the years grind past. What was once a premium example of a made man who both embodied physical brutality and cold cunning, reduced to a frail mess of limbs and organs held by by fossilized bones and sundried skin.
You know that only command respect and deference from the mafia by sheer momentum of your past actions and your severe seniority. The moment your faculties slip, that the mushy organic soup and mass that is your brain decides to fuck up, the organization would not - could not - wait until you are off the chair. They wouldn't even let the seat cool before ambitious fools among your subordinates claims, like a childishly criminal rendition of musical chairs with fatal consequences.
The potential fallout - real and imagined - from a scenario would be disastrous. Rival crime families, the blue soldiers of the law, corporate vultures would swoop in and carve up what you had built up through decades of literal sweat, blood, and mountains of corpses. To your embarrassment, you have no heir, no groomed replacement to take up your mantle should you pass. Your Consigliere is competent, loyal, but he is no true leader that could silence rooms of hardened wise men with a rap of a knuckle against lacquered oak.
Still, in your despair, your Consigliere - ever faithful a second-in-command he is - found something occult. Supernatural. Real, despite it all. You know he used your vast repository of resources to find it, but the how and where; your right-hand man is tight lipped.
Its fine. You've worked with him long enough that he deserves to keep a secret or two. What matters more is what he brought back.
The ability to take over another person's body, like a goddamn ghost possession. There wasn't much beyond the fact that the supposed ritual requires the sacrifice of the possessor's physical body; but what your Consigliere reported on a typed summary of the occult process, the end result would be the possessor taking over the target's body and merging with their consciousness. All while the possessor maintains their self awareness, raking in their target's knowledge and memories and personalities.
It sounded insane, a load of bullshit, but your Consigliere is nothing but that. He seemed wholly convinced it was real, and he insistent that this could ensure the mafia would survive the future. He even said he had laid the foundations for your "succession", once you've secured your new body.
Given earlier you had to be helped by your estate's maids and monitored by a trusted medical professional afterwards, like a goddamn nursing home victim...
... fuck it, in for a penny, in for a pound. Better than wasting away until you die and your legacy torn to shreds in the aftermath.
Rivals and competition, legitimate and criminal, would disappear with nary a snap of your fingers. The police and judges persistent yet incapable against the entrenched tendrils of your crime organization. The common people continue to live life as it is, yet there is a undercurrent of fear and dread; as the shadows of the criminal underground slink around their walls and corners.
Yet, despite the influence and wealth you have, you are still so very mortal. Progress and time ply their trade against you, the flesh and bone of your own body wither and wrinkle as the years grind past. What was once a premium example of a made man who both embodied physical brutality and cold cunning, reduced to a frail mess of limbs and organs held by by fossilized bones and sundried skin.
You know that only command respect and deference from the mafia by sheer momentum of your past actions and your severe seniority. The moment your faculties slip, that the mushy organic soup and mass that is your brain decides to fuck up, the organization would not - could not - wait until you are off the chair. They wouldn't even let the seat cool before ambitious fools among your subordinates claims, like a childishly criminal rendition of musical chairs with fatal consequences.
The potential fallout - real and imagined - from a scenario would be disastrous. Rival crime families, the blue soldiers of the law, corporate vultures would swoop in and carve up what you had built up through decades of literal sweat, blood, and mountains of corpses. To your embarrassment, you have no heir, no groomed replacement to take up your mantle should you pass. Your Consigliere is competent, loyal, but he is no true leader that could silence rooms of hardened wise men with a rap of a knuckle against lacquered oak.
Still, in your despair, your Consigliere - ever faithful a second-in-command he is - found something occult. Supernatural. Real, despite it all. You know he used your vast repository of resources to find it, but the how and where; your right-hand man is tight lipped.
Its fine. You've worked with him long enough that he deserves to keep a secret or two. What matters more is what he brought back.
The ability to take over another person's body, like a goddamn ghost possession. There wasn't much beyond the fact that the supposed ritual requires the sacrifice of the possessor's physical body; but what your Consigliere reported on a typed summary of the occult process, the end result would be the possessor taking over the target's body and merging with their consciousness. All while the possessor maintains their self awareness, raking in their target's knowledge and memories and personalities.
It sounded insane, a load of bullshit, but your Consigliere is nothing but that. He seemed wholly convinced it was real, and he insistent that this could ensure the mafia would survive the future. He even said he had laid the foundations for your "succession", once you've secured your new body.
Given earlier you had to be helped by your estate's maids and monitored by a trusted medical professional afterwards, like a goddamn nursing home victim...
... fuck it, in for a penny, in for a pound. Better than wasting away until you die and your legacy torn to shreds in the aftermath.
The main character is taken to a hospital after a car accident where he is treated with nanobots.
CHARACTERS
Evan Roberts, a 23-year-old man living in a rented apartment far from his parents
Evan was returning home from the store when he noticed a car rushing towards an old lady crossing the street. Evan was always kind and helped people, without thinking he ran towards the pedestrian and pushed the old woman away, but he himself was hit by a sedan at full speed. Evan was taken to the hospital with a fractured skull and several broken bones throughout his body. Doctors decided to use an experimental treatment on him – using nanobots. Nanobots fed on the beneficial substances from the host's body, multiplied and quickly increased the regeneration process. A couple of days later, Evan was discharged with the warning that he had undergone an experimental treatment and that he now needed to eat more to support the nanobots. Returning home, Evan remembered that he had not brought the groceries home and had not bought anything on the way. He decided to order pizza, but when he remembered the doctors’ words, he decided to buy 5 pieces at once. Half an hour later, they brought him a pizza and the courier was surprised that one person needed so much pizza. Evan ate them in two days and on the third day he felt very nauseous. At first he thought it was from the pizza, but no pills helped.He wrote to the doctor, who gave him a contact number, about nausea, and he sent a nurse to Evan.A couple of hours later, Evan heard a knock on the door. Opening the door, he saw in front of him a pretty blonde in a beige coat, about 25-30 years old. She smiled sweetly at him, shook his hand, and introduced herself as Alice Black. Evan led her into the living room and poured her some tea. Alice asked how often I experienced nausea, what I'd eaten, and how much. Evan said he ate 5 pizzas in two days and that he felt nauseous around the clock. Alice suggested that suddenly eating such a large amount of food probably caused an overabundance of nanobots.Evan listened to her well, but suddenly he clutched his stomach and vomited black liquid all over Alice. But suddenly the black liquid came to life and entered her mouth and nostrils. She started having convulsions and Evan grabbed his head in pain and began to receive some new memories. After a couple of seconds, Evan realized that he had replicated his personality into Alice's body (he realized this thanks to her mind), he was examining Alice's body, and Alice's body was examining him, it was very strange but at the same time It's interesting, apparently Alice's personality was very smart, because now Evan knew a lot about nanobots and various medical and scientific things.
CHARACTERS
Evan Roberts, a 23-year-old man living in a rented apartment far from his parents
Evan was returning home from the store when he noticed a car rushing towards an old lady crossing the street. Evan was always kind and helped people, without thinking he ran towards the pedestrian and pushed the old woman away, but he himself was hit by a sedan at full speed. Evan was taken to the hospital with a fractured skull and several broken bones throughout his body. Doctors decided to use an experimental treatment on him – using nanobots. Nanobots fed on the beneficial substances from the host's body, multiplied and quickly increased the regeneration process. A couple of days later, Evan was discharged with the warning that he had undergone an experimental treatment and that he now needed to eat more to support the nanobots. Returning home, Evan remembered that he had not brought the groceries home and had not bought anything on the way. He decided to order pizza, but when he remembered the doctors’ words, he decided to buy 5 pieces at once. Half an hour later, they brought him a pizza and the courier was surprised that one person needed so much pizza. Evan ate them in two days and on the third day he felt very nauseous. At first he thought it was from the pizza, but no pills helped.He wrote to the doctor, who gave him a contact number, about nausea, and he sent a nurse to Evan.A couple of hours later, Evan heard a knock on the door. Opening the door, he saw in front of him a pretty blonde in a beige coat, about 25-30 years old. She smiled sweetly at him, shook his hand, and introduced herself as Alice Black. Evan led her into the living room and poured her some tea. Alice asked how often I experienced nausea, what I'd eaten, and how much. Evan said he ate 5 pizzas in two days and that he felt nauseous around the clock. Alice suggested that suddenly eating such a large amount of food probably caused an overabundance of nanobots.Evan listened to her well, but suddenly he clutched his stomach and vomited black liquid all over Alice. But suddenly the black liquid came to life and entered her mouth and nostrils. She started having convulsions and Evan grabbed his head in pain and began to receive some new memories. After a couple of seconds, Evan realized that he had replicated his personality into Alice's body (he realized this thanks to her mind), he was examining Alice's body, and Alice's body was examining him, it was very strange but at the same time It's interesting, apparently Alice's personality was very smart, because now Evan knew a lot about nanobots and various medical and scientific things.
[Two Line Summary]
Alien stingrays attach themselves to humans to…take a vacation?
[Detailed Description]
Alien possession is as common as ride sharing! And humans voluntarily offer their own bodies to be controlled
CHARACTERS
Alien Parasites- have been a part of human culture for years and are commonplace now. Seeing a host nude with one in their back is no stranger than seeing a dog in a sweater. It might make you stare but not enough to draw attention
Share rider- willing human hosts who allow the aliens to possess their bodies for multiple reasons. Some need extra money, some like the mental vacation of having others make decisions, others like to be used as living sex toys
SETTING & WORLD
Modern setting where aliens controlling hosts is common,
Alien stingrays attach themselves to humans to…take a vacation?
[Detailed Description]
Alien possession is as common as ride sharing! And humans voluntarily offer their own bodies to be controlled
CHARACTERS
Alien Parasites- have been a part of human culture for years and are commonplace now. Seeing a host nude with one in their back is no stranger than seeing a dog in a sweater. It might make you stare but not enough to draw attention
Share rider- willing human hosts who allow the aliens to possess their bodies for multiple reasons. Some need extra money, some like the mental vacation of having others make decisions, others like to be used as living sex toys
SETTING & WORLD
Modern setting where aliens controlling hosts is common,
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You found a possession scroll and tell about your sisters and your twin brother. However you got careless and it falls to the wrong hands to someone you don't want.
CHARACTERS
- HEATHER (YOU) = A normal teenage school girl who is known by everyone in the school. Not popular but you're well known.
- TIM = Your twin brother. Same age as you but he's a bit taller.
- HOLLY = Your oldest sister. Same at your school but she's a senior and prettier than you.
- AUBREY = The third sister in your family. For some reason she's a bit taller than you but not taller than Tim. She also in your school. She's more to hangout with popular so she exposed her skin a lot like midriff and armpits.
- JENNY = The fourth sister in your family. Don't really like noise and being disturbed. Just enter your school in early month.
- SARAH = The fifth sister in your family. How many sisters do you have now? She's only one year different than Jenny so she almost also enter the school. She will enter soon.
- JIMMY = Tim's best friend. A pervert friend to be exact. But he always help Tim out no matter where he is. He also the one who get Tim in pervert stuff. Jimmy is hardcore but Tim not so much, only specific time.
- CODY = Tim's second best friend. Actually Jimmy's friend but he is more hanging out with both of them so they get closer. How Jimmy and Cody best friends? They both are perverts. Loving to sneak in and spy girl taking showers.
- ALLISON = Tim's girlfriend. Loyal and cheer him up always. He attracted to her because of her personality.
- SARAH = Kinda Tim's girlfriend. But he doesn't admit it. She gets along with Allison but when spend with Tim they kinda argue.
- GREG = Tim's Bully. Always pick on Tim when he's alone. Tim even fight him and sometimes win. Greg keep bullying him because one time where he was embarrassed by Tim with Jimmy and Cody even Tim is not the cause of the prank. Sometimes he can bully him because of his protective sisters.
- BILLY = Total pervert in the school. Always getting scold and detention because of groping girls from behind and casually enter girl's bathroom and took pictures to sell. He's interested in Tim's family because of how lucky he is to have five sexy sisters.
- AARON = Tim's childhood friend. Always back Tim up when he's in trouble. Usually spend with him when he's not with pervert friends. That's why his sisters and family love him.
- ROB = Homeless man and pervert. Doesn't have anything to do but eyeing girls everyday. He's not homeless actually, people only thought. He actually lives well in his house alone. He pretend to be homeless so he can spy on girls public without anyone knowing him. Sometimes he got pranked by people but he don't mind because someday he can use it as excuses to prank them back. But when it comes to pervert stuff he's number one. He do anything to get it.
SETTING & WORLD
At garage sale
[Years ago At the sea. The scroll was washed away into the sea for thousand of years ever since the event of battle between devil and angel. They fight to the earth until the angel defeat the demon who holds the scroll in it's hand. Sacrifice itself, both Angel and Demon died from the explosion as they combined into the scroll. The possession spell. Since both them are positive and negative, they become neutral and absorbed by the scroll. Since it's neutral, anyone doesn't matter bad or good can use the spell.]
Today...
As dawn breaks over the quiet suburban street, you lace up your running shoes and step out of your house. The cool morning air brushes against your skin, sending a shiver down your spine. You stretch your legs, eager to start your daily jog and shake off the cobwebs of sleep. Your route takes you past a row of quaint houses, their lawns adorned with dew-kissed flowers and the occasional whirring of a lawnmower in the distance.
Your eyes catch sight of a garage sale happening at a house you’ve never paid much attention to before. The garage door is open, revealing a cluttered array of items laid out on tables and scattered across the driveway. A hand-painted sign in the shape of a smiling sun catches your eye: "Everything must go! Come see our treasures!" you think to yourself. "Could be a nice little diversion before I get back to the grind."
Your curiosity piqued, you approach the makeshift market. The elderly couple running the sale look up from their folding chairs, offering you a friendly smile. "Good morning, dear," the woman says, her voice crackling with age. "Looking for anything special?"
You return their smile, scanning the assortment of knickknacks and trinkets. Amidst the jumble of items, a peculiar scroll stands out. It’s ancient, the edges yellowed and frayed, with an eerie symbol adorning its face. The sight of it sends a shiver down your spine, but you can’t resist the allure of the unknown. "How much for the scroll?" you ask, your voice betraying a hint of excitement.
The old man looks surprised. "Oh, that old thing? It’s been in my collection for years. I found it in a dusty box at an estate sale. It’s got some pretty writing on it, but I can’t read the language. It’s yours for a buck, if you think it’s worth it." You don’t hesitate. You hand over the money and roll the scroll carefully, tucking it into your pocket as you continue your run. The strange artifact seems to pulse with an energy that you don’t notice.
The rest of your jog is filled with thoughts of the mysterious scroll.
Actions:
1. You go home
2. Use the scroll
3. Suddenly there's someone
4. Stop at another place
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