XCOM Horny Valkyries: Evolution

[exalted]

Smalls smiled as she rubbed her cheek, knowing now how to get under her opponents skin. Her eyes flashes menacingly at Micki for a moment as she mentioned black, but vanished quickly as she realized it was only the colour.

"How about this," She grinned, leaning back into her second, "I drink from standard glasses you drink from shots, a standard drink in each glass, that way we know who's drunk what at the end. We line them up in order and have to drink each one in turn, no skipping a drink and no touching of the other's glasses. Whoever finishes the most drinks wins, loser does what ever the winner wants. Or are you chicken?

[Meep Meepersons]

Nym smirkes and grabs Smalls hand, shaking it firmly. "Deal~" She says with a knowing smile on her face. "I hope you have a stretchy throat Smalls, your going to be my bitch for the night~" She teases. "And no take backs, the deal is set and I wont hear another word of it.getting up to get everything ready. 20 glasses each, shots for the much bigger Nym, and normal glasses for Smalls. "After the drinks are poured, I'll count to three then we start!" With that, she takes her large bottle of whiskey and fills all 20 of her shot glasses. "You can pour your own drinks." She says dryly as she pours her own. Soon as all the drinks were poured Nym nods. "Alrighty then, let's get started. One! Two! Three!" Soon as the word three finished leaving her lips, Nym takes advantage of her years of experience and large as fuck hand to scoop up her first four shots between each finger, and slurps the first one into her mouth. Without even swallowing yet, she then drops the glass into Smalls's fourth glass, making sure not to touch her opponents glass, or be in contact with her own shot glass as it enters her opponents bigger glass, thus making it impossible for Smalls to have more then three drinks downed without violating the rules. She then proceeds to casually drink the remainder of her first FOUR shots, then start in on her bottle. All of this without violating any of the rules, even going so far as to cross her legs, shaking her foot aloofly as she looks at Smalls with a huge shit eating grin. "Next time you want to try and pull a drinking con that old, try it on someone who doesn't have over ten years of experience on you." She explains with a cocky wink and a click of her tongue. "Also, I can't get drunk. You know what they say, can't con a conman~" She admits, grinning wider now then before. "You can finish your drinks if you want, you might need them to ease the 'pounding' I'm gunna give you tonight~" She coos, adding emphasis to the word pounding.

[exalted]

Smalls casually sipped her rum, letting the warm fire flow through her.

"You know there's a place reserved in hell for those who waste good spirits like that," She said calmly, still smiling.

Slowly and deliberately she placed her glass over Nym's fifth shot, trapping the smaller glass completely within her own, the standard play.

"Do you know the difference between classic and old?" She questioned, picking up her second glass and sipping slowly, "The old is done with, tired, drained, all value removed. An evolutionary dead end, it fails to learn or adapt."

She finished the glass and placed it over Nym's sixth for good measure.

"But a classic, a classic is forever, reinvents itself anew with the next generation," Picking up and finishing off her third she balanced the glass on top of her previous two, forming a small pyramid, "Now an 'old' mind might think I have lost, three drinks to four, I mean how could I possibly have thought to trick you with a such a simple play? It's like shouting 'Leroy Jenkins' and charging into the fray madly."

Reaching over the counter she plucked a small straw from a container, examining it between her fingers.

"Another classic here, the simple black plastic bar straw. Short, simple, elegant. It's uses are only limited to the user's imagination, hence its classic nature," Calmly and deliberately she placed the straw into her fourth drink, between her glass and Nym's smaller one. Slowly and deliberately she started to suck up the dark rum, flexing her throat muscles as she stared straight at Nym.

Finished, she withdrew the straw and tucked it behind her ear. Grinning herself now she scooped up her fifth and knocked it back in a single hit before Nym could try and tamper with it as well.

"You're move, Old Hag" She smirked, "I guess if you'd spent that decade soldiering instead of at the bottom of a bottle you'd be able to think your way out of this. Adapt, overcome, flex that seldom used muscle called your brain."

[dragonmaster121989]

Watching smalls drink up her run Micki starts to wonder how much is to much before she passes out from drinking and going too far." Well that's one way of getting the job done for sure, Creative is defiantly a word to describe that move." Being slightly curious what smalls is going to demand the big girl do Micki looks between the two waiting to see how she reacts to losing and what she is gonna have to do for it.

[HarleyLocal605]

After power napping, Madison slipped out of the covers, nothing but a black bra panties, as she slipped her base attire on, shirt fitting firm to her CC cup breasts, still deciding to wear her camo cap atop her long brown hair. But where should she go now? What would she do to kill some time? Well those Meld Medkits sounded pretty interesting, so maybe heading to the engineering bay to see what she will actually be working with in the field would be a good idea. Madison strolled to the engineering bay, being almost taken aback once she got there. She wandered in amazement, as she stepped backwards stumbling, bumping into a woman(Rynth) who from the back, is also American, has white hair, and as far as Madison can tell, a nice ass. "I'm terribly sorry Ma'am..." she said embarrassed, as she started to stand again. "I'm squaddie Madison Forde," she said in anticipation for the soldier to turn around, as she realized it was that same soldier who had mentioned she didn't want too many of the newbies following her around. Maybe she had scared them off already? "I don't believe I caught your name after Officer Bradford dismissed us."

[Meep Meepersons]

Rolls

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Nym attack roll: nat 19, crit. Smalls condition changed from exhausted, wounded, and lusting, to unconscious as well. Will wake up after tended to.

Instead of letting Smalls win, she decides to simply punch her in the face. Nym's fist strikes Smalls snarky face and lays her out flat on the floor, completely unconscious. "Bet you didn't see that coming did ya?" She says, clearly angry at Smalls's shenanigans. Taking both bottles of alcohol, she breaks off the tops and dumps the contents on her unconscious opponent and leaves the busted glass on the counter. "I'm taking a shower, your smell is still on me...." She says, stepping over Smalls unconscious form and leaving the mess hall, disappearing into the base, likely heading for the showers.

[Meep Meepersons]

Tcel, Russiantitan, Motoko

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Sherry looks at Bell and smirks at your comment about her tits. "Well thanks, and I'm not sure what they are made of. Honestly I just get the parts and work'em with the tools provided, granted it's the best materials I've ever worked with." She explains, smiling as Bellona asks about the good stuff. "Well, that ma'am, is a bit of a secret, a secret you don't have the clearance for~" She teases, winking at the cute russian, just before the larger woman leans in and makes a little pass at her.

Looking Marietta over, lagging about her tits and abs a bit before returning to her face. "Well, I'm Sherry, nice to meet ya~" She says leaning forward, getting pretty close to the gun cage bars, before tapping a pen against the clipboard on the counter. "Sign the sheet, and I'll get you your gun and some rounds." She says plainly, smiling slyly at the larger woman.

As Motoko enters the room, she sees her rival and another woman handling some guns, both in front of the gun cage, likely signing out gear. She hears some chattering coming from the stalls, and one of the newbies was walking back and forth watching the few occupied stalls. Some shots pop off every now and then, indicating some of the girls were a bit more serious about training then others.

Spitfyre, Shaknah, Delta

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Spit vs commander: 23 vs 19 Commander Sectoid status changed to wounded. Delta Vs commander: 8 vs 13

Haley shakes and feels weak in her knees as she wrenches her consciousness from the sectoid commander she linked with, unlike her comrade who entered the mind of one of the ones next to hers. The urge to masturbate was strong, but not so much so that she couldn't hold back from masturbating if she so chooses to do so, but the need was real, and it was there. Like a persistent itch that needs scratching, and wont go away till it is. Nonetheless, her mind was her own still, so in a way, she succeeded, especially with her first try.

Meanwhile her Japanese companion was still melding with her practice partner. Her crotch was moistening visibly and her eyes fluttered as images of her being banged in many different positions by the sectiod, even some of her willing riding or pleasuring his cock until she was bloated with it's semen, her tits swollen and leaking milk as her belly writhes. The pleasure making her forget her question, allowing the sectoid to simply brush off her question and probing as it feeds her images of her birthing a litter of hybrids, causing her to climax many times in her own mind. The endorphines firing in her brain and the psychic over stimulation causes her to cream herself, like a nocturnal emission. Vahlen sighs and sticks a syringe into the poor girls neck, causing her to lose consciousness. "Easy now, I have you." She says, the mature woman catching her before she hits the floor. For now, she lays the girl on the floor gently and pats her head affectionately. "Well, you get an A for effort I suppose."

Seeing this only spurs the brunette on as she aims to lash her target rather then meld. The poor red skin was caught off guard and recieved a nice gash across it's large forehead and face. Rearing back, as if screaming in pain, it clutches it's bleeding wound and buckles backwards. Vahlen sighs again, even face palming as Donna turns to speak at her. "At least you didn't kill it..." She looks at the writhing sectoid as the girl speaks. "Well, I am afraid you will find that wont be as easy as you think. Your mind will be invaded eventually, practicing now might save you from being dominated when they do." She explains, readjusting her attire after having handled the poor yakuza princess.

Knight

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Rynth makes her way around, trying to see if she could catch a peek at the eggheads working in the hopes of learning something useful or at least see something neat. Unfortunately most of what she sees is old news one way or another, and nothing new that was all that interesting. She surmises the restricted access areas she frequently crossed was where all the really juicy stuff was. When she asks about communicating with her friends and family outside was ok, she was told that unfortunately, no, she wasn't allowed to, no one was. When she asked about weapons, she wasn't denied their existence, but she was told that they weren't allowed to show them to her unless she had clearance to train with them.

Everyone who is talking: You see everything that happens in the rooms you are hanging out in. Continue as is. ^^

[dragonmaster121989]

After all the drama with smalls and the tall women is finally over Micki wanders over to the knocked out smalls and hoists her up off the ground while being grateful she did a bit of exersice while she was out looking for other Xcom girls in those five years. Figuring it would be best to just get her to a bedroom so she could rest and not get herself into anymore trouble Micki starts carrying her towards the door before remembering about Jess the other side of smalls that normally only came out when she got knocked out or too drunk. turning her head to whisper to the unconscious women Micki smiles and says." Jess you in there? I could use some help if you are. Wait until after I get out into the hall before you get up though if you can hear me." Getting out into the hall Micki glances back at her bag figure someone will grab it or she can come back for it.

[cryosabre]

Chuckling as Aisha rubbed her cheek against Sin's own, the Irish girl smiling contentedly as she found her usually tense nature beginning to relax into the friendly hug, even if she was more than a little aware of Aisha's voluptuous breasts being pressed against her own, causing Sinaed to blush a little. Coughing when Sin eventually broke the hug before looking down the corridor where the mess hall and bar was now in sight, "So how about we finally get something to eat and then see if there's anything fun to do around here? I'd kill for a drink and a game of pool!" She smiled up at Aisha before continuing towards the mess hall, a smile on her lips at the though of spending more time with her new, and rather beautiful, friend before the mission tomorrow.

[Shaknah]

Amy stumbles as she breaks out of the trance-like state, holding her knees as she catches her breath. She looks around the room worriedly. The Doctor doesn't seem overly concerned, thankfully... She must have expected this, it must be fine, her addled brain reasons. Her eyes rest on Kasumi. Amy doesn't need powers to guess what's going on there. Her left hand slides up her BDUs and between her legs, palming herself gently through the fabric. She whimpers when Kasumi cums, a bit of moistness soaking through her own clothes.

But she notices Donna's handiwork on the other commander, and smiles, biting her lip. "Hey, D-donna. Thank you for assist. Distraction was well timed." She offers Donna a high-five with her clean hand.

She looks concerned when Vahlen puts Kasumi to sleep. "Oh! She, is okay right?" 'A for effort' doesn't sound too bad, she thinks.

[RussianTitan]

Smiling at the engineer's comment she joins her little actions, moving herself closer to the girl as she cockrd her hip out, showing off her own substantial hips. "Well what if I could convince you to make it my clearance." She said, returning the girls wink with one of her own.

[MelissaB]

"Well there isn't a need to be so nervous. I don't blame you for Canada." Jessica stated with a smile before turn to regard the sniper with a smile. "You ain't bothering me at all, I was only here to tweak my guns and check them out, make sure they are in order and at the best specs I can make them and it seems they are. So other than training to speak to others what can I do for you?" She asks with a tilt of her head and a cock of her hip.

[spriter1]

At the mention of Canada, Ciera lowered her head, knowing what Jess meant but couldn't help and beat herself up over it. It was her first mission leading a team, something she never wanted to do or was good at, and not only failed the mission but couldn't even get all of her troops home... When she heard about the woman talking about tweaking her weapons though, Ciera's face lit up, at least glad that a topic was brought up that she knew a bit about. "Oh really? Mind me asking what sort of tweaks you did to your weapons? Like you can see for yourself I might have went a bit overboard with my sniper rifle..."

[DeltaSynergy]

Kasumi found her question being ignored as the sectoid commander forced her to view even more of the deplorable visions. Her resistance was already fading and she soon found herself just staring and blushing at the visions, wondering how it would really feel. By then, she had already forgotten about her question as she felt a sort of mental ecstacy rise in her, causing her to mentally climax several times, the ecstacy reaching it's peak and causing her physical body to orgasm heavily, her fluids soaking through her undergarments and dripping onto the floor. Seconds later, she felt a slight prick in her neck before falling unconscious. The knock out only lasted a few seconds as she woke up in a slight daze, finding herself on the floor with the doctor and the other two girls around her. Struggling to sit up, she lightly held her head. "I'll be fine...i guess i'm not used to really handling this power yet."

[MASigma]

Aisha just beamed at her newfound friend, pulling back even as Sin coughed a bit,walking side by side as they entered into the mess hall," Sounds good to me, I mean they can't have nothing fun to do around here! We'd all go craaaazy and stuff", Aisha reasoned as they continued on, only to look curious," I've never played that game, but it looked fun, hitting the balls with a long stick and all", she noted with a playful giggle,"mmm, been a while since I've drank either... wonder if they allow that stuff or if we have to be all super aware all the time?", she mused allowed, a thoughtful pout on her lips as they entered the mess hall.

[spitfyre]

"Kill it?" Donna asked. She then focused again using the same ability to focus her mind into a blast that struck the same alien. "I can do that. You only need one of these things right?" She then gave Amy that hive five as well as a small eye roll at Kasumi pulled herself up from passing out. "You will learn. Try will all learn. These powers are not games. They are part of you, a special ability that changes you and separates you from the other people. Everyone thinks its strange and that experimentation should be done. But they are wrong. One they start messing with your brain bad things start to happen." Donna began to loose herself in the memories of what she was put through in captivity. She didn't want the other recruits to fall prey to the same kind of person she did so many years ago.

[Shaknah]

Amy stumbles over and offers Kasumi a hand. "I am not used to this either... It was very overwhelming! But, these are officer aliens I think. Very strong." Her face is flush and her breathing ragged, but she tries to ignore the images in her head. Distracted by Kasumi and her own body, she doesn't notice Donna attacking the commander again.

[KnightVanilla]

After some boredom of doing quite a bit of nothing Rynth decided to head to one of the three in charge in order to assess x-com's current abilities. Maybe she could find something to do or some task the comander needs done. Besides she hated staying still for too long otherwise she would build up anxiety.

[Meep Meepersons]

Spitfyre, Shaknah, Delta

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Spit Vs Red Sectoid: 21 vs 15 Red status changed to impaired.

Vahlen leers quietly at Donna as she attempts to kill her precious materials. The poor sectoid's gash deepens as it clutches it's face in agony. Vahlen crosses her arms under hr bust and adjusts her glasses. "If you go any further, I will have you provide me with new materials to replace what you've ruined. You break it, you buy it so to speak." She warns, keeping her gaze on Donna to make sure she doesn't try anything else. "You three are dismissed." She says with a dry sigh, not really witnessing anything all to amazing from these new girls. "After your missions tomorrow I want the three of you to come and see me. I want to run a few more, tests." She says, pausing a moment to smirk on the last word, hinting subtlely to what she might have in mind. After a moment, she shoos you all back down the hall which you came, winking and waving as she shuts and locks you out of this section of the base.

Tcel, Russiantitan,

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As you both lean in, the busty red-head smirks and places a finger on her lips in contemplation. "Hmmm~ Maybe, if you and your big friend here want to work together at loosening my lips?" She asks, leaning forward, bending over the counter to show just how deep her ample cleavage goes through the top of her jumpsuit. "I'm sure the two of you will be able to loosen them up reaaal good~" She coos with a sultry tone, tracing a finger over the larger woman's hand. "That is if you are ok with sharing~" She asks, winking up at the larger woman. "Or you can score high on the range

MAS, Cryosaber

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The both of you make it to the mess hall just fine, and, you find the mess of alcohol and broken booze bottles and empty/filled glasses on the counter a big indication that drinking is in fact, ok on base. Something tells you there are worse things to consume here with the stories you have heard.

everyone --> NightPhase

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Seems your activities have wasted a lot of time, it is now night time. You surmise that you have a couple of hours before lights out.

[TCELESBHSUP]

Marietta felt a nice twitch in her pants as she watched the red-head lean forward, eyes clearly trailing towards her bust. She'd always had a huge thing for red-heads. Coupled with her bust, her accent, and her sultry attitude, and she was a keeper. Definitely. Casting a glance sideways towards Bellona, the tall herm gave a nod, as though expressing her consent. If the shorter Russian was up for a threesome, she most definitely was. Having two sexy gals for some alone time sounded great right about now, honestly, with how frustrated she was. Unloading her nuts sounded more fun than unloading a few belts of bullets or pumping iron.

"I'm up for it if she is." If not, well, she'd likely have Sherry all to herself, or go to the range. That had yet to be decided.