Brutal Legend: Age of Rock

[Lynxy]

Mara pushed through the clamoring Druids and made her way outside to the Battle Nun sent to retrieve her. Looking the nun over Mara noticed that she had been having her own fun before Mara's arrival, but was disappointed to find that there was nothing out of place to call attention to. Nothing was ever out of place on this one, she complained inwardly, which was probably why it was always selected to deal with her. She motioned for her escort to lead the way and fell in step behind.

The ten minute walk to the assembly gave the warm, arid air plenty of time to dry her thighs, and by the time the two arrived the only obvious indication of her "adventures" in the cat-house was the small amount of residue on her boots. Looking every bit as unimpressed as she was, Mara surveyed the demonstration. It was clearly already in full swing with a Razor Girl writhing away under a young tollusk and the majority of the Warfathers and Battle Nuns either watching transfixed, or engaged in any and all depraved acts that can be imagined with one another. The sight brought on a weird mix of arousal and stomach turning disgust, as she assumed it did for all involved.

Already sated by the panther for the time being, disgust won out for Mara and her attention wandered in aversion to the sights immediately before her. Her eyes settled on the Second One's new champion, looking more bored and frustrated than anything as she appeared to be waiting on an audience with the Overblesser. She smirked, knowing enough of Revelya's situation understand the hopeless entrapment she faced. Mara never wanted to find herself on the wrong side of the woman in combat, but it was going to be wonderful to watch the day they riled her up and cut her loose against the humans.

[daxtinator396]

Sawn looks at the Killmaster and then back at his bass with a raised eyebrow,"Um... Fire? I can set people on fire. And that is perfectly normal? Oh I can see I am just going to get loads of surprises here." He said to himself with a grumble," Alright then... So you don't need my help but I want to do something. Is there someone I can see who can help me out? Something I can do to help even if you don't need it?" This was crazy... crazy awesome. He strummed lightly on his bass and looked at a patch of burned grass nearby.. likely his own landing point. The strings must have already been scrapped entirely.

[Cookies]

She let the comment for what it was, and tried not to take in the scene around her. Excitement was in the air, and the lust was becoming palpable. Staying any longer then needed would mean even a strain on her own self control.

Revelya brushed past Second Ones irritably in her attempt to reach the Overblesser, who as always was surrounded by his followers and boot-lickers. She only hoped he wasn't busy giving in to his self indulgence like so many others gathered, for that would make the awkward conversation even worse. She reached the plateau at which he and his entourage had their seats, and tapped one of the Nuns on her shoulder. "I'd like to speak with His Holiness please" She said as etiquette demanded. "In a... private matter if possible" She added, with emphasis placed on 'private' heavy enough to get all sorts of rumors started. Revelya didn't care, as long as she got him away from prying ears.

[Shura]

“One.” With unanticipated speed, Kenji impales the nearest druid, catching him/it by surprise. In protest of its inglorious demise, the druid lets out an awful shriek that is reminiscent of a bat in a blender, you know, whatever that might sound like. As death took its icy hold, the druid carelessly threw its arms out wide, sending its weapon straight into the head of the druid unfortunate enough to catch it. “Two.” Lifting his foot, Kenji frees his weapon with a hard kick, and just in time too. “Three.” Kenji decapitated the third druid after sidestepping its very telegraphed attack. “Four.” One of the druids had tried to sneak up on him, but had failed its attack so poorly that Kenji was quick to put it out of its misery. There was one druid left, but rather than fight, it foolishly attempted to run. “Five.” Little did the druid know, throwing your sword always works. Kenji was a little surprised that he was able to throw his sword with such deadly accuracy, but like everything else that had just happened, he ultimately just shrugged it off. Whatever, or wherever this place was, it was doing something to him.

Looking around the temple, Kenji was careful to make sure that he had killed all of the druids before he would even consider letting his guard down. He may have been keeping count, but that doesn’t necessarily mean that he was paying much attention, which is unusual for a life or death scenario. Once Kenji had retrieved his sword, he wiped it free of any blood using one of the dead druid’s robes. Suspecting that the contraption that they had rode in on would be his ticket out of here, Kenji approached the alter-like vehicle, slightly unsure what to make of it. "How the hell do I drive this thing?"

[CrimsonNutcase37]

Dax

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The Kill Master hummed to himself as he scratched one of his side-burns, thinking things over for a few seconds before shrugging, shifting slightly in his seat on the motorbike "Fuck it, I know a guy who might have something you can do" he slurred slightly, before tossing what remained of his cigarette away "Climb on, I'll take you to him" He says, jerking a thumb behind him at the large red cushion like padded area surrounded by amps as he started the bike, the roar of the engine filling the air

Shura

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If memory served you, from seeing how the now dead Druids showed up with one of their number knelt in front of the altar on the vehicle, it seems kinda obvious that it had some weird ritual shit going on what with the chanting and the weird funky robes and fucked up faces. As you approach the altar-like thing, it lets out a low guttural groan and kneels, lowering it's platform-like body so that you can easily step up onto the fleshy top of it before the altar

Cookies

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The Nun you had tapped glanced at you, distracting her temporarily from the Warfather pounding into her or the Druid she was jerking off, sensual moans escaping her metallic mouth as she nodded, making no attempt to stop you from approaching the Overblesser on his altar-like mount. Not even taking his eyes from the sight, he addresses you "How intriguing that despite their inhibitions, human females become wanton sluts before the presence of stronger beasts" The Overblesser speaks calmly, though the sight of his personal Battle Nun attendant's hand beneath his priestly robes belays what he is currently focused on "Why do you not wish to join in the activities" he asks, finally turning his head to you, though his hands remain by his sides, the shaking at the waist of his robes keeping constant

Lynxy

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You are pulled by your thoughts about Revelya by the feeling of a tongue on your thighs. A glance down reveals the sight of a Battle Nun, no doubt the Battle Nun who was watching you earlier, trailing her long, bright red tongue up your thighs, licking the dried Panther cum from your body "Forgive me Mother Superior, but watching you earlier got me worked up and it is my duty to make sure you are cleansed" she pants out, her breasts bare as your own while her hand works over her loins

Zeus

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You are woken by an odd smell, a smell like burnt hair, dirt and...fruity hair conditioner? Snapping your eyes open reveals you are sat in the middle of some sort of ruins, large chunks of masonry scattered everywhere, though the most prominent is the large statue of some David Bowie lookalike with massive hair and it looks like someone took a car-sized hammer to the crotch of the statue.

[daxtinator396]

Sawn nods as he climbs in the back sitting in the back with the amps. His bass was cradled in his arms lightly,"Awesome... so who is this guy? What do you think he needs?" He asked with a grin. Being busy was good. He needed to see this place. He briefly wondered if the Killmaster used the amps as some kind of area healing spell with his bass. Would be pretty brutal.

[Zeus Kabob]

"What the... Where the fuck am I?" he asks, and looks around.

He first sees the dragon Hithreki, now long and very much alive. Jake asks the dragon where they are and who he is, and then he must look around to see what his surroundings are like. (Please give me a note about what Hithreki is capable or willing to tell Jake)

He looks around him, seeing the large statue. "Is that... David Bowie? What the hell..." Perplexed by the statue and the damage to it, he walks up to it to see what more he can figure out about it.

After looking at the statue, he looks for a way out of the ruins, and sees what he can about the surrounding area.

[Cookies]

"You've made me what I am, Sire" She simply replied, trying to ignore everything around her so badly a heavy blush came to her face. She felt her own body betraying her, which was ironic because at the same time she felt disgust for these creatures and the creatures below. And a bit of regret for the human girl, though she hardly knew her. "I wish nothing more then to vanquish your foes and return home one day. These... events are not for me."
She truly hoped nobody noticed how her knees were starting to tremble weakly, and she wished the beating of her heart would die down a bit. It was driving her insane, the way her body was reacting. Was this part of the ritual she went through? Please, don't let it be so...

"I was hoping to get a private audience with you, m'lord" She said with her voice as neutral as she managed, "I had some questions before I head out, tactics and such. Might I be so bold as to... Uhm... O-or maybe I should come back another time, yes?" The sudden thought felt like a cool breeze on a hot, damp, sweaty summer's day, and she held on to it with both hands. The way her body reacted was not natural, and she wanted to get out. Now. "I'll... Be waiting for you in my chambers, will that do?" She asked weakly, sweat starting to form on her brow.

[Lynxy]

Mara gave the Battle Nun and incredulous stare and for a brief moment she seriously considered zipping the nuns mouth closed before she could reel her tongue in. She probably would have done it if the atmosphere weren't sinking into the back of her mind and urging her to take part in the "ceremonies". Still, this one deserved some kind of punishment, she thought as she reached down and clamped her fingers onto the nuns exposed nipples to pull her to her feet. The nun shrieked above the crowd as she was half-lifted by the nipples to meet Mara's cold eyes.

"I don't recall giving you permission to ignore the demonstration in favor of other duties" Her attention shifted down to the nipples she was holding between her thumbs and middle fingers, bringing the nuns attention along with her. Mara twisted her grip and used the claws of her index fingers to pierce both nipples, causing a scream to catch in the nuns throat. "Nor did I give you permission to alter your uniform." She growls at the squirming nun. "Now, if you're going to start a job, do it right and start at the boots." Releasing the nuns chest, she pointed back to the ground to accentuate her instructions. "If you miss a spot, I will have you hung in my quarters where I will flay you." With that, Mara just put one foot forward and stared expectantly at the Battle Nun.

[CrimsonNutcase37]

Dax

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The Kill Master just shrugs as he revved the bike a few times and started riding down the tarmacked road, passing large trees with what look like exhaust pipes growing from them as he drove, heading underneath a massive high-way, though it looks like there's stage scaffolding and stage lights set up underneath it as well as the remnants of a fire. As you pass under the highway, a massive structure comes into view, the structure of a gigantic stone sword stabbed into the ground surrounded by high stone walls "That's Bladehenge, the guy lives around there" Kill Master calls at you as he approaches

Zeus

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Looking around, you seem to find a path through the rubble that's been cleared, though walking it causes you to come across an odd sight. Someone's set up a campfire by what looks like a foot-pool, though it's the group around the fire that's caught your attention. There's about 3 guys who look like your stereotypical metalhead, thick bulking muscles, bandanna around their heads and shirtless. Though it's their huge foreheads that's caught your attention as well as the 4th member of the group. It, honest to god, looks like someone took the torso of the Incredible Hulk, dressed it in a tiny black shirt and put a pair of spiked gloves on, gave it tiny little legs and popped a black medi-eval style executioner style mask on it's head

But your distracted from your observations by the feeling of two sharp things being pressed against your back "Well, well, well, look what we got here. A spy" a female voice says behind you before there's the sound of someone cocking a shotgun

Cookies

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The Overblesser smirks and nods "Of course, my child. But first, why not go to the stables and blow off some steam? I have it on good authority that another of my children spends much time there" The Overblesser says knowingly as his Battle Nun bares her chest and crawls beneath his robes, though the bouncing from where her torso would be on his waist shows the activities "I will see you once the festivities are done. Will you need an escort?" He doesn't even give a flinch when two sharp screams fill the air, one from a Battle Nun who just had her nipples pierced by the Nun's Mother Superior, another female warped like you were and the other from the captive Razor Girl as the Tollusk slowly pulls out, it's foot and a half long member swollen and covered in cum, which is now pouring out of the smaller woman's waist

Lynzy

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The scream from the Battle Nun is half pain form the sudden piercing, half pleasure from the pain, as is the norm with these S&M freaks. "Y-Yes Mother Superior" she moans out as she withdraws her long index finger from her loins, the finger drenched with juices as she bends down and starts to lick all over your boot, searching for the drops of panther cum that had dripped down from your earlier activities, though a scream from the Razor Girl with the Tollusk draws your attention to the slick foot and a half long cock of the beast and how slick it's become, your eyes slowly turning to the hips of the Battle Nun and how preoccupied she is with her task. Perhaps an opportunity to show her her place if she doesn't do a good enough job?

[Lynxy]

Mara shifted her weight, putting her other boot forward as she regarded the razor girl from the corners of her eyes. The tollusk really had an impressive length for a juvenile, and she found herself absently wishing that she had paid closer attention to just how much of it's organ the beast had managed to shove into the trapped human. At length, she returned her attention to her own captive. She knew the Second Ones enjoyed the threats as much as she enjoyed distributing them, but that didn't mean she was any less serious when she made them. If this nun failed, she would ruin her as an example and enjoy every second of it.

Mara ran the claw of her middle finger along her thumb to make a god-awful screech, drawing the attention of an unoccupied Warfather (as well as several others). "You. Yes you! Don't keep looking around, I mean you." She fixed the young Warfather with a withering stare for a few moments before continuing. "You're not doing anything, so come over here and distract her." She said, motioning to the nun licking a trail up her leg. leaning forward a bit, Mara slapped the Battle Nuns ass and looked up to the Warfather. "Right here... and do try not to let her enjoy it too much."

[daxtinator396]

Sawn took it all in.. this place was fucking awesome! It all looked like a giant tribute to metal. But the more her thought about... this place was probably the birthplace of metal. It must have seeped out and gave birth to the metal he knew. Fucking brutal. It looked like a ruin though... this place must have been something in its hay day. Maybe he could bring it back. Though all his thoughts immediately went on hold at the sight of the massive blade in the ground,"Woah... let's go say hi then." He said hopping off the back of the bike and moving down the hill to see what lay inside the camp. He was expecting some truly awesome shit.

[Shura]

With some reluctance, Kenji boarded the strange vehicle and knelt by its alter. He had his reservations about doing, but ultimately saw little in the way of alternatives. How else was he going to get out of here? It’s not like he could play a few notes on his guitar and magically conjure up some other means of transportation, at least not that he knew of anyway. Placing his sword down in front of him, Kenji brought his hands together and started to quote the only prayer that he knew. “I say I-I-I-I-I-I-I want the knife.”

[Zeus Kabob]

"Whoah, wait! I don't even know what's going on! Who are you, where is this?" he sputters, raising his hands above his head. "Don't shoot me, please!"

He cowers in fear in front of the buff men, worried for his life. Hithreki is on the ground, still now that tensions are high.

Things seem dire for Jake...

[Cookies]

"I'll... I'll see myself there" Revelya replied far too weakly, and it wasn't until after she made it back through the crowd and shut the door behind her,that she leaned against the wall of the hall and noticed how weak her knees were. She was panting hard and sweat had formed a glimmering sheen on her body. Her body burned like a furnace, and a pulsating glow was throbbing behind her eyes. What the hell was happening to her? It was never this bad before...

She had to take a couple minutes to relax, to calm her breathing and her beating hard, before she trusted her feet again. Slowly she made her way towards the stables, wondering why she would even need to go there. Who was it He wanted her to meet? And why the odd emphasis on the 'time' this unknown girl spend there? Images started to cloud her mind, images suspiciously related to the scene she only just had fled. The scene that haunted still. The human girl getting used by some grotesque alpha male animal, and her face like a mask of pure bliss.

[CrimsonNutcase37]

Dax

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Killmaster goes ahead and parks his bike at an opening in the rock walls, waiting for you to approach before jerking his head towards the entrance and heading inside. As you walk, you find yourself in almost a scene from a rock festival, loads of guys of all sizes and muscle-mass and tons of hot chicks walking around, porta-potties everywhere, large tasty smelling animals roasting on spits. Your even pretty sure one of the girls sends you a wink. Killmaster walks through the crowd, saying hello to people here and there, but leads you towards the large stage set up in one part of the area, which has a thin guy with long black hair, wearing black trousers, a white vest, black boots and a brown sleeveless duster, currently going over a switch-board with a headset on his head "Meet Mangus, he's the one who keeps the stage working with the help of our Roadies" Killmaster says, jerking his head to a group of...semi-transparent guys?

Shura

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The platform doesn't budge an inch at your attempt at a prayer. It seems that you need to call upon your improvisation skills and do what most major religions in your world did. Lie and Bullshit like a motherfuckign bitch [Sorry if your a Christian or whatever]

Zeus

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You hear faint splashes as a drop-dead beautiful girl dressed in a tight black and white shirt and hugging blue jeans with swept back blond hair walks around you. Oh yeah, and she's also holding one sick-looking metal cannon with spiky tusks at the end "I'm gonna be asking the questions if you don't mind. Who are you?" she demands, the bigger of the guys at the camp-fire glancing over and spotting the two of you, causing him to nudge the other muscled guys who all get up

Cookies

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As you enter the stables, you are hit with the smell of sex, sweat and blood, a quick glance in one of the cages, one with a 'tamed' young Lazer Panther shows drops of cum, both male and female near the exit, with said Panther cleaning it's 8 inch cock. Oh. Oh. Now you see what the Overblesser meant by 'blowing off steam'

As if smelling your own arousal, three of the beasts in the cages perk up, the Lazer Panther before you, another of the small Tollusks or a Raptor Elk, a strange fanged deer-like creture with metallic spiked horns and tail, though this one is muzzled

Lynxy

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The Warfather you gesture to just nodded dumbly at your request and hurries over to you, hiking up the Battle Nuns' habit, making her pause before letting out another scream as the Warfather hastily buries his prick into her dry ass, wasting no time in humping away in her, the Battle Nun quickly reigning in her screams when she remembers your threat and quickly gets back to licking your boots clean of cum, though she's shaking from the pain of the sudden intrusion

[Zeus Kabob]

"I'm j-Jake!" I stammer, and in spite of myself my eyes are gravitated towards her tight body and beautiful curves. Despite myself, I found myself asking "um... what are you going to do to me?" meekly, my fear catching in my throat.

As the other guys stand up, I say "I'm just a singer, not a spy! I don't even know where this is!" I drop my head down "Please don't kill me..."

[daxtinator396]

Sawn was pleased and felt very comfortable as he was led through the camp. It was a pretty rad place. He could get used to being here... specially with all these hot rocker chicks. He caught a wink from one of the girls and shot one straight back. He would have to find that one later. Then he was presented to what had to be a roadie. He knew the look. Hell he knew his way around a backstage himself,"Alright then. Nice to meet you Mangus. Rocking name. Mine's Sawn. So... I heard you guys might need some help?" He asked looking over those weird guys next to him... why did they look like that?

[Lynxy]

"Awww, what's the problem, little one? You seem to be having trouble keeping up with your duties." Mara said in a honeyed voice full of mock concern. She then laughed openly at the struggling Battle Nun. "So tell me, is serving your mother superior everything you had hoped it would be? If not, you are free to stop at any time. I'll just have him carry you to my room... when he's done with you." She teased while gesturing to the Warfather.

For several minutes, she just observes the spectacle before her, but eventually her building lust strains the dam of her patience. The nun, presumably terrified of disappointing by missing a spot, was still licking away at her boots. Mara says as calmly and firmly as she can, "I believe you claimed your duty, Nun, was to clean me, not polish my shoes. If you lick all the black out of my leather, I'm going to count your task as failed." She finishes with the extension of her leg, encouraging the nun to start licking higher already.

[Shura]

"I guess movie quotes aren't going to get this thing moving after all." Not to say that Kenji was at all surprised that his attempt at a working prayer had failed, but he was still a little disappointed by it. With any luck, he hoped that the gods of this world were more talkative than the ones back home. Though truth be told, he had no idea if a response from the gods was actually something necessary to operate this thing and get out of this freakin' place. Kenji was about one of the furthest things from a religious man, and he knew of no legitimate prayers. He would have to come up with something, but what? Unclasping his hands, Kenji ran them through his hair several times before flipping off the remains of each and every druid. "Our father, who be out in uh... space-" Kenji pretty much said anything and everything that came to his mind, but did so with righteous conviction. Hopefully, something he said would get this damned thing moving, and him out of here.