RWBY: Daylight Dies

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Re: RWBY: Daylight Dies

Postby MiscChaos » Tue Apr 28, 2020 1:16 am

What the fuck fed this fucking water? A glacier!? Emma thinks as the chill of the water bites into her bones. Given hot water was a luxury up to this point, she’s used to some cold fucking water, but this takes the cake by far! She makes sure to grab the bunny and get out as quickly as possible cause fuck! If 10 seconds in the water makes her regret all her life choices, she can’t imagine what it’s gonna do to the bunny when she wakes up. She takes a moment to wish she’d taken her boots off first, but like hell she’s gonna leave Innocent Monster on the shore when she’s in the middle of enemy territory. That’s like hanging a sign saying “Dinner’s on! Come and get it!” around her neck. Dragging herself and the bunny out of the water, she’s both relieved and disappointed that she doesn’t have to do mouth to mouth. Well, at the very least her clothes being soaking wet means it clings to the bunny’s body in interesting ways. So Emma has that going for her, which is nice she supposes. She shakes her head to get rid of the thoughts. Right here probably isn’t the place for it. Picking… well, Pinkie’s already taken so she can’t use that as a nickname. And Bunny is rather uninventive. Well, maybe she’ll figure something out when she knows the faunus’ name. She picks the bunny up, almost overbalancing because she was prepared for someone a lot heavier than the girl in her arms ends up being, and finds somewhere a bit more dry to bunker down. The statues were creepy as fuck and she wonders why there are so many around, but a shelter’s a shelter.

Just as she’s thinking of stripping the both of them down to share body heat while their clothes dry, she hears the sound of… a chicken? The fuck’s a chicken doing here. Looking around, she sees exactly what a chicken is doing here: being a giant fucking Grimm! She has half a thought about some myth about a creature who can petrify adventurers, but that’d turn them to stone, not wood, right? Still better to be careful about it since she’d rather not become a bit of decorative. Looking back, she toes the bunny’s ribs with a moderate bit of pressure. “C’mon girl. Time to get up! We’ve got problems to deal with!” She just short of shouts at the girl, giving up subtlety since the enemy knows exactly where they are. Having a second set of hands would make the brewing fight a fuck ton easier! As it stands, she taps the ground twice to convert Innocent Monster into combat mode. She doubts the thing in front of her is willing to just let her go and she isn’t going to just abandon a helpless person here if she can help it. If it comes down to her life or her morals, she’ll give up her morals in a heartbeat, but she’s not quite there yet.

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A tense air was settling over as the Grimm turned its head to face them. "Baw KAAWK!" It very intelligently cried out in challenge, a stifling dark miasma forming from its negative intent. With that thing nearby in full attack mode already and Emma toeing her in the ribs, it was no wonder that the bunny faunus would begin to wake up. "Mmn... ah?" Her eyes blinked open slowly as she pushed off the ground, just as slowly, if not slower. She remained in her upright sitting position for a moment, just kind of... staring out at nothing as the Grimm continued to shout out loud, aggressive chicken noises, but the girl would eventually crane her head to Emma to say something both profound and helpful.

"... Is it morning already..?" Round of applause. She has no idea what's going on.

If Emma wasn’t sure taking her eyes off the giant fucking chicken in front of her would be a fatal mistake, she would have facepalmed. As it is, she makes sure to give the bunny her best “Are you a fucking idiot?” look. “Look, I ain’t sure what you were doing before, but right now we’ve got a Grimm staring us in the face. Ya might wanna get with the program.” It isn’t the best summary of events, but dammit it’ll have to do. Never one for letting an enemy take initiative from her, she dashes forward, takes a stance to put more power in her kicks, and aims an easy roundhouse for center mass on the chicken. Easy to hit, easy to take the thing’s measure. Well, the thing is a lot swifter than she imagined because it dodged the kick like it was no issue. Why must everything be more agile than her!?

In her defense, this cock was a speedy one. "BAAAWK!" The Tickle Chicken had made one singular hop and launched itself high enough to let the kick careen past it harmlessly. It landed down with a firm thud, its chicken head immediately darting to her with vicious intent... but before it could so much as launch an attack at her, the sound of jet propulsion was heard maybe two seconds before the bunny faunus Emma saved dashed in— and landed a vicious stab into the Tickle Chicken's arm. "KAAAWK!"

Her eyes were sharp and totally aware. She turned her little dagger inside of it, glaring at the Grimm intensely before she'd lift her boot up to kick off it and give herself enough space to react to a counter attack. "... He's really big..." She still sounded sleepy even now?? Her sudden luck of focus was slowly vanishing as nothing seemed to warrant her attention. Her arms lowered. "Ah... huh..?" She turned to glance at Emma. "Hey, could you make it cooler in here..?"

"GWAAAAAW!" The bunny faunus froze immediately, her eyes snap wide as she stared out blankly like a stiff mannequin. "A-ah..." The Tickle Chicken immediately rounded around to face Emma! "Bah KAWK!" It hopped toward her with its sharp claw raised back, taking the split second after its debilitating screech to slash at her! ... Its blade sharp claws hooked her hot pants and left a cut on it. The cock seemed to be staring at the tear pointedly. "B... be..." That bunny is gonna be frozen for a moment.

Her eyes widen as the bunny launches herself at the chicken faster than she can even comprehend. She’s not sure where the knife came from, but by the time she sees it, it’s already in the rooster’s arm. The Grimm doesn’t seem overly fazed by it though. And the deadly focus the bunny was showing a moment ago is completely gone. “No, no, no, bring it back! Whatever you were doing, bring that mode back!” She says, hoping desperately that this chick can get her head back in the game. That hope dies a swift death after the chicken shouts… or whatever and the bunny freezes. Did she just remember she was scared of chickens all of a sudden? Is she so bored with everything that she’s zoned out? Either way is not good for their immediate future.

Her focus shifts immediately when the chicken attacks, her Aura taking the brunt of the damage. “Man, am I glad CiCi brought up how to use this shit.” She mutters to herself. Then she notices the other damage. “Goddammit, these are my favorite pair of pants! They’re my only pants, but that’s not important, ya fucking cockbite!” Fueled by her anger, she jumps up and attempts to kick the chicken’s head in… only to remember after her attack has already whiffed that this thing is much faster than her.

There was a moment of silence as the Tickle Chicken gracefully flipped over Emma's leg. It all seemed to happen in slow motion... its head had dipped forward as its large body completed a full somersault, Innocent Monster just barely whiffing the slightest hint of its feathers... as the Grimm landed to her side and glowed with dangerous intent. "Gwwahh..." It croaked. The Tickle Chicken crouched low. It lifted a leg backward, spun around on its one foot— TAP! TEAR! Before Emma could've even seen it coming, the Tickle Chicken's foot had cleanly slapped her on the ass and torn off her hot pants in one swift motion! "Kah KAAAWK!" The ribbons of her favorite pants... gone in the wind...

"W... wow..." The bunny faunus announced her awe in either Emma's choice of underwear or the Grimm's surprising agility. But that seemed to get its attention. "KAWK!" It turned speedily to face her, its claws reaching out to tickle her in a number of the usually ticklish places... but its spin carried it a little more than it expected! Its claws whiffed her and returned right to sender— "BAAAWK!" And... it shrieked as its claws tickled it in all the wrong places. More chicken noises ensued as it briefly fell to the ground and rolled around.

"Ah... hah... haha..! Hahaha!" The bunny faunus was freed from her frozen state! Looked like the cock's massive failure had actually helped her break out of her odd stupor. She looked a little less likely to fall back asleep, too.

Not only was this thing faster than her, it was so much faster than her that it felt like it could fucking style on her! It’s fucking flipping through the air to get out of the way of her shit! And then it spun and… “OH FUCK YOU!” she shouts as her pants come off in pieces. To defend herself from what comes next, she was lucky to cobble together the outfit she has on. She picked up pieces of it over the years as she outgrew whatever outfit she had worn before. When picking those pieces, she put lower priority on items she didn’t find important or didn’t help. So while she has a bra to keep her breasts in place, she didn’t find much use for panties. No one ever saw her outside of her pants after all. She suddenly finds a very fucking big use for those now! With her pants torn off, her pussy is now revealed for the world to see. “DAMMIT! YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!” she shouts, a blush overwhelming her face. There’s some shit you just don’t do! How are you supposed to entice an idiot into a trap if you’re constantly showing off the thing you’re gonna trap them with!?

“JUST DIE!” She screams, taking another shot at the Grimm. ….and missing. Again. “OH GO EAT A DICK!”

"BAAW! BAWK BAWK BAWK! BAAAW! BAWK BAWK!" ... It, it sounds like it's laughing as it, again, rolls flat on its side to narrowly dodge another of Emma's kicks. But as the Tickle Chicken taunted her by rolling on the ground... the bunny faunus was alert and waiting. "..!" With its position the way it was, the Tickle Chicken could do nothing about the short girl appearing right beside it and pulling back her foot to kick it. "KAAWK!" The big cock rolled to the other side with a pained cry that stifled out the bunny hopping in place as she held her foot. "Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow." She hopped a few steps away to dodge back from the Grimm's wild squirming, her eyes looking back to Emma. "You might be lucky... that thing has... uh..." She's... staring. "... uh..."

While the bunny faunus had frozen again to stare at Emma's pussy, the Tickle Chicken had stood up... and it looked fairly furious. "KWAAAAK!" It stomped. It pounded. It glared, from one look to the bunny... to Emma. And it focused on Emma.

"BAH KAAAWK!" It rushed her quickly, the sharp claws of the Grimm reaching out to tear at her... and when the attack hit, she felt like she was getting battered like a bowling pin. The force of the attack knocked her down even with her Aura present, and part of the fierce strike had actually bled through her defenses, causing her to now be literally bleeding from her arm. But it had no intention of stopping there. With her downed on the ground, the cock had every intention of stomping her ruthlessly, it seemed, as it raised its large foot to enact the vicious attack.

And now Emma’s being laughed at by a Chicken Grimm. She’s probably had lower points in her life, but she can’t remember them right now. Laughed at by a chicken, her pussy out for the world to see, and now she has the bunny staring at them too. “Take a fucking picture! It’ll last longer!” She snaps at the faunus, annoyed by her complete lack of tact. She’ll never call herself tactless again after this mess since she’s found someone who’s actually tactless! When the chicken aims at her, she only gets more annoyed. “Oh, c’mon! SHE’S the one who hit you!” She shouts as it charges her. Even seeing it coming, she can’t get out of the way in time and it just decimates her defenses. Her Aura just barely keeps her conscious as it absorbs the mass majority of the blow. When she can register the world again, she’s staring up at the sky and her arm is bleeding.

The pain, the humiliation, the air on her vagina, all these build up into a frothing rage she doesn’t think she’s ever felt before. Picking herself off the floor, she glares at the chicken. She doesn’t shout at it, she just growls, “Go fuck yourself.” Taking advantage of its leg being in the air, she jumps up to its face. Spinning a few times to gain momentum, she slams Innocent Monster into the thing’s face. She kicks it in the beak so hard, she can feel it shatter and send shards into what passes for the thing’s brains.

"KAAAW—" The metal boot smashes against its armored beak... and for a split second, it didn't seem so bad for the Grimm. Hairline fractures formed across the surface of the armor, the bone splitting from the point of meeting and spreading as it cracked... then it gave. The Tickle Chicken couldn't give a single noise as the shards stabbed through its flesh, piercing through deep and deeper... and once the job was done, it could only take a few steps back...

"... Oh... you killed it already..?"

Before it flopped to the ground before Emma, as the bunny faunus looked on with tired, confused eyes. "I wasn't... watching... um..." The tension was lifting. The miasma that clung to the Grimm was turning and dissipating... as the rest of it was. They'd won. The fight was over.

"... Aah... haah... so where are we..? And, who are you?" The bunny faunus hardly blinked twice as if the fight never happened.

Emma probably shouldn't feel as deep a sense of satisfaction as she does. She got her ass kicked all fight and got one lucky kick while the thing was being cocky and it just so happened to go down. Still, feeling it's brains get turned to mush after all the bullshit it out her through is more satisfying than she'd like to admit.

And all that satisfaction turns to annoyance again when the bunny opens her mouth. Forget everything else, this faunus's nickname is officially Clueless. With an irritated sigh, she ignores the disappearing body of the dead enemy and takes off her jacket, wrapping it around her waist to make a shitty skirt. It ain't much, but she ain't flashing everyone the goods now either. She isn't sure what the Grimm is doing with a shirt her size, but she just wishes it was pants instead. She figures she knows exactly what Clueless was watching instead of the enemy in front of them, so she doesn't bother asking. The answer would piss her off probably.

"We're still in the fucking forest, Clueless. I don't know what happened to you, but I found you floating in a river, unconscious. Dunno where in the forest we are, but there it is." As she takes her crop top off to put the new shirt on, she answers the second question. "Name's Emma. We should probably find somewhere to bunker down. You didn't get hit, but I got the shit beaten outta me. I ain't taking on anything else until I rest."

She looks around the area to see if the chicken had a nest or something. Since the owner's dead, it'd be as good a place as any to spend some time. "C'mon, let's get going. Staying here won't do either of us any good."

"... Clueless?" The bunny faunus repeated. "Am I... Clueless?" Despite her sleepy look, the girl looked especially confused as she tried to puzzle out this existential riddle. She walked to the side, her eyes rolling through lines as she mentally went through so many mathematical equations. "Clueless... Clueless..." What would the great thinkers of mankind say to this dilemma? When one is told to be Clueless... what do they do? What is the meaning of identity and how could we as a society properly assess just what we mean to this world?

She stopped.

"... I thought my name was Mauve... but... I've been Clueless this whole time..?" Clueless has formed. She looks startled by this realization.

Emma can feel a twitch in her left eye. It brings friends and transfers over to the right eye. The. Then they decide to turn the whole thing into an orgy and move on to her eyebrows. She sighs again, trying her hardest not to start shouting because she’s not sure she would stop if she did. Besides that, she needs allies and alienating this one because she’s utterly clueless wouldn’t help her. Also… it’s not in her nature to let someone so clearly defenseless wander off. It’d be so easy to take advantage of her that it isn’t funny. No wonder she got caught up in that mass of people earlier! She was probably thinking about clouds or something! With a final sigh, she pinches the bridge of her nose. “You know what? Yes, you’re Clueless. C’mon, Clueless. Time to go.” It’s probably for the best if she doesn’t try telling the girl that she can have multiple names. That seems like it’d confuse her. The less confused Clueless is, the less annoyed Emma is… she means she is. She has the feeling this is gonna be a long test...
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Re: RWBY: Daylight Dies

Postby Blue56 » Thu Apr 30, 2020 1:38 am

Seeing the speed with which the giant spider leaped towards her, Amelia knew immediately that her instincts had been right and running was the correct choice. It was completely unfair for such a creature to be so big, strong, AND fast on top of that! On an open field, she'd have no hope of escaping, but the forest worked to her advantage, allowing her to hide among trees as she made her mad dash to freedom. Liberation's Bulwark protected her body from the majority of the branches coming her way, but her limbs didn't go unscathed, for she didn't dare waste aura just to protect herself from something like this. Staying ahead of the spider is difficult enough, but then the beast began to use it's webbing to trip her up. Amelia slides underneath the tree it tries to bring down on her, and then stays close to the trees and statues around her, putting one between herself and the monster at all times. She could only imagine how frustrating this must have been for the creature, obviously it wasn't used to such elusive prey. Its last ditch effort to stop her comes in the form of leaping overhead and slamming down in front of her, however Amelia quickly recognizes that the shower of branches and leaves this creates can act as a veil for her to slip out of sight. By the time it all settles, Amelia is slipping through the trees, avoiding the spider's furious gaze as it searches for her.

Only once she's put a fair amount of distance between them does Amelia stop to rest. Stamina had always been something she thought was a strength, but such an intense chase left even her a bit winded. She couldn't rest for long until she realized that she had made it out of the fire but ended back in the frying pan so to speak. This area was littered with Grimm. Thankfully they hadn't noticed her yet, or so she thought, until she felt the gaze of one upon her. Glancing behind her, she spotted the wolf like monster staring up at her, though it curiously didn't seem to be hostile. Were Grimm more than just the bloodthirsty monsters she had been told about? It was hard to believe, and she didn't dare turn her back and bet on the mercy of monsters. Still, attacking it now would surely alert the rest of the pack, and that wasn't a fight Amelia was sure she wanted right now. After all, she had never fought Grimm before, and though she had trained against two or three opponents, she had never fought against this many. To top all that off, a battle here could alert that spider to her presence, and that would spell certain death. No, Amelia had a better idea, albeit a slightly risky one. She wasn't sure why this beast was so interested in her, but it was something she might be able to put to use. She looked to the Grimm behind her and flashed it a confident smirk before nodding her head to the south, indicating for it to follow her. Then, she would continue sneaking past the rest of the pack to the south, putting some distance between them, and more importantly the giant spider. Amelia paid close attention to the sounds of the Grimm behind her, listening carefully for any signs it would turn hostile on her. If this plan paid off, she could lure this one away from the pack and kill it safely. And if it didn't work, well then she was no worse off now than she was before.
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Re: RWBY: Daylight Dies

Postby mrblah » Mon May 18, 2020 2:26 am

Hunter:
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When Hunter strolls around the area and checks for Grimm, she sees no Grimm. Nothing in the woods, nothing near the pond, she’s completely alone. Likewise, when she bends down to sip the water, it tastes fine. It tastes like slightly muddy pond water, yet is also cool and refreshing.

Stripping, Hunter can feel the slightly cool wind on her bare skin, and when she slips into the water to swim around and such, the cool water feels nice against her bare skin. When she stops swimming to rest, a few minutes into her skinny dipping session, she starts to feel light brushes against her skin. Starting off rubbing her bare legs, and arms, all at once, and soon rubbing against her thighs and lower back. The rubbing slowly works its way from her thighs and lower back, to her ass-cheeks, her abdomen, and her thighs and slit. The rubbing soon becomes more and more vigorous, continuing to rub her thighs, ass, and crotch, while the rubbing on her abdomen works up to begin stroking and groping her breasts.

When the vigorous rubbing moves up to her breasts, she gets a better view of the perpetrator. At first, it had been completely invisible, too deep into the water to make out, however it has to move closer to the surface to reach her breasts, which then allows her to see an Abductor, a creature with black tentacles for legs, each with red markings on them, and a white bone-like exo-skeleton with red markings. Its slender, skeleton-like arms and mandibles were resting at its sides as it groped and rubbed her, and its glowing yellow eyes showed brightly, seeming larger when distorted by the tiny waves of the lake.

Lucilla:
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... Eurgh. Her everything is killing her... that's what Lucilla first discovers when she woke up from her forced rest, her eyes opening to take in her surroundings... with confusion. From what she could see, she was in some sort of hut? It was a derelict house with chunks missing from its hay or straw roof, a half broken door, a few holes in the floor, and one big, gaping hole in the wall. Furthermore, she was on a makeshift mat made with several dusty sheets, and her wounds were wrapped with... red cloth? How did she even get here? The last thing Lucilla could remember was the fight. Meeting Juan, realizing how Juan sucked, getting knocked down... and leaving Iris to fend for herself. Where was that girl, even? She looked nowhere to be found... but if Lucilla was fine, it had to have been because the blue-haired woman had somehow staved off their opponents and got her to safety. So just... where was she?

"Oh! My word, you've awoken!" A young, yet posh voice sounded from outside, and Lucilla had to crane her head to spot a white-haired woman wearing a red headband looking at her from a window. She's never seen this girl before... but some part of her looked kind of familiar. "Please, wait one moment! I'll get the others and we can explain what's happening, okay? You're safe!" The girl pulled back quickly, a lightly excited tone in her voice as she immediately dashed off to who knows where to get who knows who... but she wouldn't keep Lucilla waiting long.

... In a few minutes, Lucilla heard a group of footsteps approaching her hut, and three girls came in through the large hole in the wall rather than the door. One of them... was Iris, the other was the one from before, and the last one... was a dark-skinned girl with black and white hair. Her expression was cold— she evidently didn't care about anything that was going on, which was in direct opposition to the red-dressed woman who smiled politely and still looked a bit excited. "Uh... hey." Iris would be the one to speak first, of course. Despite having only met one another today, she still knew Lucilla the best out of the group. "Welcome back to the world of the living. Probably a little confused with all this, right? So... basically, after we fought off that horde, I picked you up and walked in a direction until we found this place. These two were already here. They figured they'd help—"

"She figured she'd help," the bat-wielding huntress hopeful broke in with an impassive voice, much to Iris' clear annoyance. "Puh-tae-toh, puh-tah-toh. More importantly, you're good, aren'tcha? Don't ask me about the bandages. I told them you just got beat a bit and didn't nearly die, but Red over here was insistent." Iris thumbed over to the white-haired girl, who... now that Lucilla got a better look at her, had half her red jacket missing? "Never underestimate wounds! Even a little scrap could be bad, no? I felt it'd be more important to be safe rather than sorry."

... Well, that's her situation, it seemed. The three of them were looking at Lucilla expectantly. "Oh! And... where are my manners, I never introduced myself to either of you. My name is Mary-Rose Atwater," she bowed in greeting, "and the one next to me is Kali O'Mahony. I know she wouldn't introduce herself so I must do so for her." Kali flipped her off.

Amelia:
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When Amelia tries to entice the Grimm into following her, she has the faintest feeling in the back of her mind that something is off with her performance. It’s like she isn’t even convinced by her own performance, like her nerves are still shot from being chased by that Nope, and because of that, she’s far too on-edge to convincingly entice the Grimm. If only she hadn’t just been chased through the woods by a giant fucking spider, and ended up surrounded by Grimm, with no idea what she’s doing here.

The Grimm licks its lips and stands up, staring at Amelia’s ass, though… then walks over to the nearest Beowulf and elbows it in the side, which causes it to turn to face the first Grimm, then following his gaze, it sees Amelia strutting around. The two then bump fists, then elbows, then spin around and high-five each other, before both directing their attention to Amelia. The sound of the high-five also gets the attention of the rest of the Grimm, who, in a blur of motion, form a circle around Amelia, eyeing her body up and down hungrily. Their blazing red eyes were firmly locked on her curves, their mouths her heavily salivating, and black fog was rising from their bodies in thick whisps.

Emma:
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Never had Emma felt so tested by a cock before. The Tickle Chicken did a number on her (and only her, mind you), leaving her in need of rest and immediate medical treatment, though her Aura should allow her some general amount of recovery from basic resting. With that in mind, why not take the damned thing’s nest, right? So search she did for any place that could’ve resembled a dick’s home. A cave, a bundle of twigs… if she even caught a whiff of her target she could look its way and give it a check. Clueless kept to her side, offering her own very lazy check after Emma explained to her what they were looking for. She also had to lead the girl VERY directly because the bunny Faunus failed to walk straight several times in the past 10 minutes. It's an honest world wonder as to how Clueless has survived this long.

Thankfully, before any horrible events could befall Emma and her narcoleptic bunny, the two finally found a decent base to set camp at the literal base of a hollowed tree. Further inspection showed that the wood should be hardy enough to protect against any weak attack, and enclosed enough around them that a good moment’s rest shouldn’t leave them fully unprotected. Seeing as it was the best thing she’d seen in the past half hour of their wandering, Emma pulled Clueless over there. "Huh... I thought trees were supposed to be whole?" Clueless muttered something Emma need not think too much on, lest her mind be infected by whatever happened to this bunny in her lifetime. "I guess... we're just sitting..? Okay... goodnight..." Her possible night watch immediately sat down and leaned against the tree's bark without a moment of hesitation, a yawn coming from her as she settled in… welp. Guess she should join her.

… Time passed... and Emma came to naturally, but slowly. She felt a little better than before, but she could tell that she wasn't in tip-top shape. Energy-wise? Perfect. Even that short rest got her topped off with stamina so she feels ready to sprint! But she still feels a little sore. And heavy... maybe a little warmer than expected? ... Wait...

"shpshhh... shpshh..." She wouldn't miss the small, lithe body holding onto her for long. Apparently, in the short time she'd been sleeping, Clueless had snuck over to her and started cuddling against her. The faunus' hand hand was wrapped around Emma's hip, with her head gently laid on Emma's chest while her other arm wrapped behind the girl. Her leg was thrown over Emma's, further pushing them together closely... and for some reason? Clueless was down to her underwear. Her clothes were laid over a piece of bark jutting out from their base to dry.

All in all, if someone walked in on this scene right now, the first thing they'd think of would not be safe for the academy, and this little bunny had no idea. "mhm... hm... still too cold..." Clueless shifted, pulling Emma even closer in to her hug.

"Oh, you're awake." ... Another person registered in her sight. A familiar, pink-haired person with a bright smile and a staff behind their back. They were leaning against the wall of the hollowed out tree— how long has Roux been here?? "Sh... the bunny's still sleeping, Em. Don't wake her. This is too cute of a sight!"
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Re: RWBY: Daylight Dies

Postby cliffracer » Mon May 18, 2020 6:46 pm

Hunter's actually getting a safe moment alone, that's a relief. She's not ready to consider this a totally safe moment in a weirdass forest like this, but she'll take it if she can. Water doesn't taste like there's anything worse than dirt in it, so it's probably not secretly a dump site for acid... She'll take it. She's out of her clothes quick once she's whet her whistle and gladly steps in, taking a short swim to work some sore muscles before she properly settles to take her break. Just a bit of this and she'll feel tip-top to get moving again. Maybe find some food and shelter next.

Wait, did she just feel a fish? Maybe... She probably spooked them when she got in and now that she's settled they're REALLY curious? She's trying to hang out despite the kinda ticklish feeling until she notices just where they're starting to go. There's no way fish are that tactical. Whatever's feeling up sure has her squirming now, and is exactly unexpected enough that she hasn't thought of getting out of the water in the face of this frisky rubbing. Then it's against her puss, and she involuntarily gasps. She claps her hand over her mouth and finally tries to LOOK at what's doing this, only actually able to once it's got its tentacles working most of her body. That's a Grimm, that's no doubt a Grimm. Cool-looking Grimm, and those big eyes make it look sorta cute at the same time (not that she realises it's refraction causing that.)

Which officially means not only did a Grimm sneak up on her, but a Grimm snuck up on her and took the opportunity to start molesting her. Hunter's blushing like crazy, it's not something she is going to readily admit she's okay with. "Dammiiit..." Thoughts of resistance surface quick, but she's realising just how beat this thing has her. Water'd make it hard to swing at it, it's got her wrapped up good... She really doesn't have any options she feels good about besides the one that doesn't get her torn up. She beats her fist on the grass outside of the pool and looks away, then... splits her legs. "Just hurry it up."

--Tentacles vs. Punk, Who Wins?--
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Obediently, the Abductor’s tentacles wrap around her breasts and begin constricting and rubbing them vigorously, while using the tips of its tentacles to rub her nipples. The other tentacles, pleasuring her lower body, while wrapping around and rubbing her thighs, begin using their tips to prod and rub against her slit. Due to Hunter giving it, the creature also started to very slowly, centimeter by centimeter, begin ascending from beneath the water, closing in on the surface so slowly, that Hunter wouldn’t be able to tell that the creature was moving from its original position at all.

This all was starting to take a new feeling now that Hunter knew and accepted what was going on. If she'd decided to try and make this thing work for it she could've at least tried to ignore how nice it felt, but now she's only got herself to blame for that. It didn't help that Hunter is inexperienced too- oral's all she's gotten, and now she's getting tentacled. She clutches grass between her fingers once it's teasing at her puss, reflexively jutting her hips towards it and not even noticing until the water currents from that push against her. "D-dammit… I coulda picked a smarter first…" Even if it was easy to notice it move, it's doubtful she'd be paying enough attention to.

More tentacles wrap around Hunter’s abdomen and resume stroking and rubbing her stomach where the others, which were now rubbing and groping her breasts had left off. Meanwhile, the tentacles that were groping and stroking her thighs, and rubbing her slit, continued to do so more and more vigorously over time. The Abductor, while pleasuring her, soon rose to the surface and surprisingly gently grabbed Hunter by her head and lowered her face to its crotch, where its black, white-tipped cock was fully erect in front of her face. Rather than waiting for her to voluntarily start pleasuring it, the creature gently pushed on the back of her head until the tip had been pushed into her mouth, then started bucking its hips, driving its cock along her tongue with each thrust.

Hunter was doing her best not to make noise while the tentacles were being more reasonable with their foreplay, but gritting her teeth just doesn't cut it the more that end up joining in. She gasps and switches to loud panting instead, even as she becomes properly face to face with her assailant. Not cute, just cool, that's unimportant. She doesn't think to consider what it's doing with her head until she's breathing straight on to a more classical piece of equipment, blushing from the realization straight away. She WAS going to give pleasuring it an honest first try, but the Abductor knows what it wants, much to her embarrassment. Now it's her first time tasting a dick too, but she's not being allowed to think about it much before it's thrusting in to her mouth. Her brain's kind of getting overwhelmed- the best response she's got is to try and acquiesce, and starts to suck. She's watched a bit of porn, she knows how blowjobs work, for the most part…

The creature starts groping and rubbing her breasts a bit more roughly, while pressing the tips of its tentacles together to pinch her nipples. The lower tentacles, meanwhile, continue stroking her thighs while pushing just the tips into her pussy, penetrating her, but not enough to actually take her virginity. Each thrust is shallow, and the others pinch and rub her clit skillfully alongside the thrusts. Using its hands, it continues pushing Hunter’s head down in time with its thrusts, its cock twitching and growing larger and thicker as Hunter pleasures it with her mouth.

The more direct methods of pleasure are seriously getting to Hunter now, her body involuntarily shaking as it tries to cope with such a high level of skilled molestation. Then the tentacles are IN HER, just a little bit, but her heart jumps all the same. It's nearly distracting her from what she's sucking on, but unfortunately for her, she's acutely aware of how the meat is growing. It makes her brain spin a bit- what the hell is she supposed to do about that?! She goes for the impulsive decision and tries taking it deeper, absolutely confident that she can handle that sort of thing. She can't, but at the very least, she's about to learn that she has no gag reflex.

After several moments of continuing its thrusts, the creature thrusts its cock even deeper, driving it to the back of Hunter’s throat, then begins releasing massive amounts of black liquid, Grimm cum, into Hunter’s throat. It releases so much that it backs up and forces it out of Hunter’s mouth, causing the additional cumshots to splash across Hunter’s face and chest. After finishing its orgasm, the Abductor uses its tentacles to lift Hunter up out of the water, spreading her legs open, whie prodding the tip of its cock against Hunter’s entrance, while slipping the tips of its tentacles out of her. Without hesitating, the Abductor thrusts its cock into her, down to the hilt, filling her all the way up, ripping through her hymen, and plunging into her deepest depths all in one thrust. It then follows this up by immediately beginning to thrust in and out of her hard and fast, while using its tentacles to resume groping and rubbing her breasts, nipples, stomach, and thighs.

Hunter's practically assumed she's made the right play at first when the Abductor doesn't react poorly to her trying to dictate the pace a bit, but then it's thrust itself straight in to her throat, which earns a shocked grunt from her. Nose against its body, her eyes shoot open feeling it dump an INSANE amount of cum in to her belly, and now she's paying perfect attention when no more of the stuff actually FITS down that hole. When it pulls out, she coughs and swallows, whatever clears her throat in the end, as she's repositioned. She thinks she's getting put down for a second, but her legs getting spread wide open made it obvious what was next. It's teasing the next act...

"H-hang on, slow down a-" is what she manages to blurt out shortly before it drives its way in to her, officially taking her virginity and stopping THAT thought in its tracks. She can't even marvel at how her body could take all of that thing, she's devolved in to practically slutty moans as this monster claims the honor of being her first real fuck. The worst part is, it's really using her too, despite the tentacles making sure she has a great time. The momentary sting of losing her virginity may've delayed her orgasm, but she's already damned close again, and already firing off after seconds of that treatment. This is gonna leave an impression!

The tentacles tighten on Hunter further, twisting around even more of her body and starting to rub, grope, and pinch in time with the rapid thrusts of the Abductor. Each thrust drives it just as deep as the first had, the Abductor’s cock expanding even further, and stretching Hunter’s pussy painfully. After the first few minutes of fucking Hunter relentlessly, the Abductor’s cock finally reaches its full incredible size, and the thrusts begin reaching into Hunter’s cervix, and leaking thick black pre-cum inside her. Eventually, the creature’s bright yellow tongue slides out of its mouth, and slips into Hunter’s own, and begins licking and curling around her own tongue, the creature’s saliva filling her mouth.

Hunter thought she was already getting it good by this point, but with this thing starting to properly coordinate what it's doing, this is turning in to a serious test of fortitude! Which, ironically, is most of what's letting her hold on to herself right now. Still, this is NOT a level of sensation she was ever expecting to feel, especially the ever-present pain of getting stretched out by this thing. Now that it's pummeling her inner chamber, each orgasm is having a toll on her energy, and how she's taking this from there… When its tongue joins hers, she processes it as a culmination of her 'invitation', a strangely romantic kiss with a monster that gets her shuddering harder. She'd never been more ready for what it's doing until that moment.

By the time the Abductor’s cock starts twitching, indicating that it was finally reaching orgasm, it had been nearly twenty minutes of constant fucking, groping, caressing, and massaging. The Grimm wraps its tongue around Hunter’s and begins rubbing their tongues together as it rams it hilts its cock into her one more time, and releases a massive amount of cum directly into her pussy, roughly equal to what it had released into her mouth and onto her face and chest. After the first few cumshots, the creature begins thrusting again, and stirring its cock around inside her, thrusting for ten more minutes, before cumming inside her again, this load spilling out of her due to how full her pussy already was, the creature’s tentacles groping and caressing her breasts and thighs even as it overfills her with its pitch black Grimm cum.

Hunter was just barely able to hold on to consciousness for that full twenty minutes, her sheer stubbornness in the face of a challenge being the one thing she was able to keep against just how efficient of a lovemaker this thing was. Especially with the makeout. But… then it started to cum, and that was it for that. The pure blissful sensation of her womb getting washed out with cum finally blanked her, and for those last ten minutes getting used, she's completely happy about it. The feeling of being this full of cum, the memory of this fuck, is gonna be something she thinks about for a longass time, but in the absence of the ability to comment, ragged whines are the best she can manage. The universal language of love, rating this one a ten out of ten.

Even after the second orgasm, the Abductor resumes pounding Hunter’s pussy and groping her body just as hard as the previous two times. As it slips tongue further into her mouth and begins licking her tongue with its own, it uses a skeletal hand to turn her face towards its own, its glowing yellow eyes looking into her’s… starting to make her feel very sleepy, starting to stroke her cheek with its hand as it stares, seemingly into her soul, a warm feeling washing over her, and growing more comforting with every passing moment, and every thrust, every grope.

The bit of Hunter that was still awake to enjoy all this was jostled back to attention when the Abductor just… started fucking her again, her groggy mind at least getting the message that she shouldn't underestimate a Grimm. Then, she's looking in to the eyes of her 'lover', and that already has her heart pounding thanks to the possessive tonguing she's getting. And… she's feeling kind of nice. Maybe 'lover' isn't such a bad way of looking at it…? She might've been in a better state of mind to think differently if she wasn't so willing to invite this, but… what's the harm, really? If it feels this good, no shame in giving in…

She peacefully drifts in to unconsciousness, feeling completely at ease.
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Re: RWBY: Daylight Dies

Postby MiscChaos » Thu May 21, 2020 9:46 pm

Somehow in the fight beforehand, Emma seems to have lost sight of the cave the Chicken came out of. Which, in the end, is fine. She has absolutely no desire to have anything to do with that particular fucking Grimm anymore since it apparently had a grudge against her. Her and her clothes. Fucking perverted Grimm… Her annoyance only grows when she has to herd Clueless around like a fucking 2 year old because the stupid bitch can’t walk in a straight line if it was to save her fucking life! Like holy shit, how did this girl live this long? Was she someone’s cumrag? Because Emma’s seen some truly fucking stupid, but good looking, girls make it in life because lust doesn’t give a damn how smart someone is usually. And there’s that stereotype about bunnies and their fucking habits after all. Honestly, she doesn’t care though. While she just thought that lust doesn’t give a damn about stupidity, hers does. It’d be like trying to take advantage of a child! While she’s done some heinous things for survival, fucking with kids is so far over the line she’d off herself if she ever seriously considered it.

So she’s wandering around, Clueless’s hand in her own because that’s the only way she can be sure the idiot won’t wander off, when she finally finds some shelter. A hollowed out tree of all things. There’s questions about how the thing got hollowed out since that’s something some animal would do to make a home, but she’s so tired from her injuries and so tired of Clueless in general that she doesn’t ask too many questions. She just ignores whatever Clueless says about the tree. If it’s anything like her other comments in the last half hour, it’s not only useless, but is likely to further fray Emma’s already tattered patience. She’s never experienced hate fucking before, but the more Clueless talks, the more appealing it sounds. This solidifies when the girl doesn’t even stay awake long enough to discuss shift schedules and what to do if someone creeps up on them. ...Clueless is very lucky Emma has just enough morals not to rape someone in their sleep. Yet. Emma’s morals are very flexible after all. With an irritated sigh, Emma gives in to the inevitable. She’s way too beat up to spend any time on shift since she’d be about as useful as a fart in a storm. Making herself as comfortable as she can, she lies down for a brief nap.

When she comes to, she still feels like she’s been through the ringer, but it isn’t as bad as it was before. Hell if her body doesn’t still feel heavy though. Wait, that weight isn’t in her head like it always is when she’s tired! Cracking her eyes open, she sees that Clueless has made herself comfortable using Emma as a pillow. OK, the stripping thing makes sense. She’s not sure how much Clueless’s clothes dried off seeing as she spent an unknown amount of time in a river. She’s actually more surprised that the rabbit isn’t buck naked so her underwear can dry too. Being almost naked like she is, why she grabbed Emma makes sense too. Sharing body heat and all that. No, her question is why the fuck Clueless decided to make the cuddling so damn perverted!? Her empty head is in Emma’s chest, their legs are all tangled up like they just got done fucking, and her arms are in places you’d really only touch like this on a lover. What the fuck, rabbit!? Her earlier thought about rabbit’s habit of fucking was supposed to be a joke! It’s at this point she remembers that her pants were shredded so about the only thing keeping this from being a grindfest is her jacket. The only thing worse about the whole situation is her reaction. It isn’t the first time she’s had someone in her arms after all and she didn’t lust for the person nearby. So her reaction was almost motherly, pulling Clueless’s head further into her bosom. And then of course, Clueless makes it worse by pulling herself even closer. With a sigh, Emma prepares to separate herself.

Then she hears a familiar voice and sighs again. “So how long have you been there, Pinkie? Not that I don’t appreciate someone I can trust looking out for me, but I’d rather not have had witnesses for this.” Emma says, trying to sound annoyed and failing. “Especially since this isn’t how we went to sleep. Pretty sure she was on that wall over there.” Well, she’s still hurt and Pinkie asked her not to break the scene, so she’ll just stay put for the moment. “So how’s your trip in this forest been? Thus far, I’ve picked this one up and been attacked by a giant chicken that fucked me all the way up and destroyed my pants. So I’ve been doing fucking great.”
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Re: RWBY: Daylight Dies

Postby Mark3000 » Fri May 22, 2020 2:16 am

Lucilla groaned as she started to walk up. The last thing she remembered was getting her ass beat while that punk Juan ran like a bitch. She swore that if she ever found him, she's make him regret even trying to become a hunter. Taking in her surroundings, she realized that she had been moved to a small hut in the forest. It was worst for wear but it did provide shelter and a place to collect herself.

As for who brought her here, that became apparent soon. There was Iris of course, along with a posh white-haired woman and some punk with black and white. Dusting herself off, she turned to the group. "Thanks for the carrying me all this way Iris. Thoses Lepus were a lot harder to handle then I thought." Lucilla mused as she stood up turning to the other two. "Lucilla Vavanova by the way. So what's the plan? I doubt you're all are just going to wait out the test in here right?" She said adjusting her weapon. "I'm sure the four of us could take on any target. It would have definitely helped in out last fight." She says as she stretches her limbs.
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Re: RWBY: Daylight Dies

Postby Blue56 » Wed Jun 03, 2020 3:51 am

Fights With Wolves
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Well, this couldn't have possibly gone any worse. Amelia was surrounded with no choice but to fight her way out now. This would be her first fight against Grimm, as well as her first real fight. Unlike the guards, these monsters wouldn't be going easy on her, and they had her outnumbered 5 to 1. But as long as she held her shield, Amelia felt invincible, no matter the odds. "I am strong... My shield can break any foe.... My shield will protect me from any harm..." She whispered, eyes closed and seemingly ignoring the wolves that surrounded and leered at her.

"I cannot lose." Amelia declared, her eyes opening at last and fixing the Grimm before her with a resolute glare. It wasn't just a boast, during her training, Amelia had discovered that doing this helped focus her aura. She could feel an inhuman strength surging through her muscles. Now that she was ready, Amelia commenced her assault, dashing up to the nearest wolf while she still had the initiative. Her shield extended forward, Amelia bashed the monster in the face with it. Then, while it was stunned from the blow, she spun around, building centrifugal force in her shield before slamming it heavily into the Grimm's head. Amelia finished her spin with her back to the Grimm, facing the others with her shield up and at the ready to defend against the incoming attack. She didn't even need to look to know that there was no way the monster could survive that hit.

And survive it didn't. It really was a given with the first hit; though the wispy black smoke coming from the Beowulf coalesced at its head the moment she hit him, the second attack all but blew this defense out of the water and the Grimm's head along with it, slapping the Beowulf's skull clean off and sending it off into the trees nearby. The remaining Beowulves snarled fiercely, agitation building at the sound of their comrade's last dying howl as it was effectively killed and forced to dissipate into smoke... though maybe that was just an illusion of battle. After all, the Grimm don't seem to care much for death. Then the Alpha took a step forward. Unlike your typical Beowulf, this thing more resembled a mixture of a large physically imposing man mixed with a Beowufl! It stood taller than Amelia and its brethren, stretching out its bestial arms as its head reared up high to howl. "Awoooo!!" Vicious barking followed from its subordinates. Commands received. The Beowulves all charged at Amelia at once!

The first one from her side dashed forward and hopped to pounce on her, but she was able to evade it. Immediately after that, the two remaining Beowulves dashed in just as she was forced in from dodging the pounce to tear into her with their claws! Amelia was able to evade one of them, but another danced in and tore away! The Grimm's claws ripped at her Aura, slashing and scratching against her natural defense as it tried to breach it... to no avail. It hardly hurt the Huntress in training; it felt like she was getting rug burn.

Amelia pays no heed to the whining of the dying Grimm, nor the enraged howls of its comrades. This wasn't the time to feel sympathy for beasts, her focus was solely on the Alpha that stepped forward. It looked more formidable than the rest of the pack for sure, but seeing how easily she could dispatch them, Amelia wasn't daunted by the sight. Rather than engage her directly, the Alpha seemed to order the rest of the pack forward, cementing in her head the idea that she could defeat it. It sought to wear her down first because it knew it couldn't beat her one on one.

If the Alpha wouldn't come forward, then Amelia would have to deal with the three lesser Grimm first. They attacked her in sync, but Amelia managed to duck and weave between them, avoiding two hits cleanly while the third managed to graze her. Amelia didn't so much as blink as the Grimm's claws slashed at her exposed side. Her free hand shot out, grabbing the wolf by its neck before it could scurry away, and tossing it roughly to the ground in front of her. Amelia then took her shield in both hands, slamming it atop the Grimm with all her might. When she raised it next, only smoke remained where the wolf had been, as Amelia then took a quick swipe at the other Grimm that had tried to attack her.

Her shield blew through the wind as it was swung to strike the Beowulf, forcing its foe to scramble to the side before he picked himself up haphazardly and tried to throw out another claw swipe! It was easily evaded since Amelia predicted the attack sooner than it came at her. The Beowulf immediately dodged back after his cautionary swipe and rooted in place with a growl as his brother did the same from the other side. Beowulves were smart Grimm, even at their youngest. They could tell how good she was with her shield and they became more defensive, throwing feints and trying to intimidate her as they sought to open up a hole in her stance... or so she thought was their plan. Amelia didn't hear him until it was too late.

A large clawed hand bashed against her shield arm, trying to slap her weapon-wielding arm down or take it off entirely in one fell swoop— but Amelia had just a moment's realization to brace herself to take the attack. Even so, she still felt something getting pulled out of place despite her quick thinking, her powerful aura and general hardiness to thank for no further damage than that. "GRAAAH!!" The Alpha came in the moment she looked to be distracted with his fodder, either taking the opportunity of her lapse in attention or planning it out prior...

Fighting against so many opponents was more difficult than anticipated, as Amelia was about to learn. She didn't even notice the Alpha's approach until he was already swinging at her. She had just enough time to put her shield up, and focus her aura for a little extra protection. Even through that, the sheer force of the blow was enough to dislocate her shoulder. Unlike the last hit, this hurt. A lot, really, but Amelia put it from her mind. Feeling that, rather than take the blow head on, Amelia let it push her off to the side, spinning around and swinging her shield into the Alpha's side, hoping to catch it off guard after dealing such a hard hit to her.

The Alpha Beowulf definitely anticipated the counter and was ducking back to dodge, but he wasn't quick enough escape from the glance landed on his muscular chest. "Hrrgghh..." Another growl came from him. She'd seen the smoke coalesce again to cushion her blow... he just got a little lucky and had just enough defense to heavily mitigate the damage. The Alpha Beowulf lifted up slowly, then took another few steps forward as if he planned on attacking... she knew it was a feint.

Amelia was able to dodge the incoming Beowulf pouncing from behind her, but she was left off balance after the evasion and was finally caught by the last one that came from her front! He knocked her down to the ground, his skull mask and red eyes glaring down at her as his salive poured forth from his mouth onto her face. He struggled to pin her in place as his tongue slipped out... and she could feel his hot breath blowing down on her from above in growled out pants.

Seeing her counterattack have little effect, Amelia frowned for the first time since the fight started. She had expected him to be tougher though, and she could still take a lot more punishment before she was done. Speaking of, Amelia paid closer attention to the other wolves, even as she focused on the Alpha, and it paid off. The first attack was easy enough to dodge, but the other wolf seemed to have adjusted for this and crashed into her from the side, tackling her to the ground. Being pinned underneath this thing was... Kind of gross. Amelia turned her head so the drool it was slobbering all over only hit her cheek.

Thankfully, she already knew she was way stronger than these small fry. As the Grimm struggled to keep her pinned, Amelia managed to overpower it, rolling over so she was the one who had it pinned beneath her now. With that advantage, Amelia slammed her shield into the beast's throat, then quickly smashed both fists into the top of her shield, driving it further down and severing the wolf's head completely. With that handled, she quickly scrambled to her feet, picking up her shield and preparing for the next wave of attacks, focusing some of her aura into recovering her injuries as she did.

The last two remaining Grimm faltered at their opponent's still strong front. Even despite their numbers... she'd handily took out two of their allies and still faced off from them with energy to spare. A dumber Grimm wouldn't see the issue, but as said before... Beowulves were clever. Being a pack Grimm, they saw numbers as the clearest advantage in fights and used their numbers to beat opponents stronger than them. Their strategy fails as their numbers dwindle and they lose the advantage... just like what's happening now.

But this Alpha Beowulf wasn't to be deterred. Even if their opponent stood tall, you wouldn't live long enough to become the Alpha if you didn't realize the issue with human fighters. This battle was, truthfully, one of attrition. In lieu of this, the alpha silently looked to his sole surviving subordinate, who looked back to him... the means of their communication aren't clear to humans, but the two Grimm came to an agreement. Quicker than she expected, the Alpha Beowulf turned tail and rushed into the bushes, hiding within the greenery and getting out of Amelia's sight as the remaining Beowulf growled and dashed about, looking for an opportunity to attack after splitting from his alpha. Was this another diversion? Absolutely. But which one of them was the distraction..?

Suddenly, the bushes began to shift about nearby, and the Alpha Beowulf came bounding out from her sight with a sudden burst of speed! Once Amelia looked to his approach, he immediately paused as if surprised to be caught, stumbling lightly— just as the other Beowulf found the opening it wanted and dashed in from the side! A claw darted out to slash against the aura covering her leg, dealing minimal damage that was especially minimized as she was able to brace for it, but the Beowulf was clearly aiming somewhere specific and put as much power into his attack as he could. The blow to her knee was more of a punch than a slash and it proved enough to sprain her knee! Moving around will be a little more difficult.

Amelia smirked and kept her guard up as her opponents hesitated. Her training had really been paying off. She would have to write a thank you letter back home once she got out of whatever mess this was. Back to the task at hand though, the wolves seemed to have split up in hopes of setting up a diversion. Who was diverting for who though? It didn't particularly matter to Amelia. The Alpha was the only real threat in her eyes, so she kept her eyes on the foliage it had disappeared into. When it came bursting out, it quickly stopped in its tracks having been spotted so quickly. This did unfortunately mean she wasn't able to dodge the attack from the other wolf.

Amelia grunted in pain, falling to one knee as her other was targeted to bring her down. She wouldn't stay down for long though. Now that the Alpha was in her reach, she was going to focus everything on bringing it down. Focusing her aura on recovering her injuries once again, Amelia grit her teeth through the pain as she rolled towards the Alpha, then used her good leg to leap forward, shield extended out and swinging straight at it's head.

The Alpha Beowulf awaited her approach with a growl. The swung shield failed to hit its target as he ducked underneath the attack, then as she was in the air, the alpha quickly dashed forward to headbutt her in her exposed gut! The attack suspended her up higher to give the alpha a chance to press his offense with Amelia on the ropes. Immediately after lifting her up, the Alpha Beowulf swung an arm around like a bat, slapping her to the side to roughly force her back down to the ground! He seemed to laugh at her efforts in bestial huffs of amusement, his red eyes shining wide as he stretched his arms out and taunted her with a howl. "AWWOOO!!"

Meanwhile, the other Beowulf was just sort of... inching in. He immediately stopped as he saw Amelia glance his way, and he just sort of... backs off again to plant himself down nearby.

Amelia was surprised to see that the Alpha had managed to dodge that attack, but even more so when she felt its head crash into her stomach. "GUuH!" She grunted, followed up by a sharp cry of pain as the creature's arm smashed into, sending her flying off to the side. She hit the ground roughly and didn't get back up right away. Now that one hurt! Wait... Hurt? Being unable to shrug off the pain made Amelia aware of just how bad this had gotten. Her aura was dangerously low and she couldn't recover her injuries anymore. The next hit she took just might be the last. As she slowly rose to her feet, Amelia caught the smaller wolf creeping up on her and managed a fierce glare that stopped it in its tracks. Could she get away? Having bought some time, Amelia checked for avenues of escape but... With her leg like this, it wasn't likely she could outrun these wolves.

No, she couldn't back down now. If this Alpha went down, the small fry would be no problem at all. Though her confidence that had made her nearly invincible was diminished now, the desperation that filled her gave her nearly an equal burst of strength. The pain in her limbs forgotten, Amelia let out a mighty roar and charged at the Alpha, throwing her shield at its head with everything she had, intent on finishing it off while it was stunned from that hit. Her shield connected, but throwing it would prove to be Amelia's undoing. As soon as it left her hand, she could feel her courage draining and the fear she normally felt creeping back into her heart. Rather than follow up her attack, she tripped and fell to her knees, finding herself looking up at the powerful beast as she trembled in terror.

The barking, overconfident alpha was completely unprepared for Amelia's rush. He turned his head to face her— just in time to get a face full of metal shield so hard that it knocked his head to the side in a daze, the Grimm stumbling to the side as his smoky defense danced and mixed with light dissipation... and there he remained. For a moment after the attack, the Alpha Beowulf was stunned. His fractured skull was turned as he faltered... but after a few seconds ticked by, the beast quickly took a few more steps back and shook his head as if throwing off water droplets. Smoke and dissipation leaked steadily from a crack on his skull, and the red eyes of the beast, now aware and open, turned to the kneeling girl slowly. "Hggrrrhhh..."

The beast growled, taking a step toward Amelia, then another. His wide stride brought him an arm's length away from her. As he stood above her like a judge considering a criminal, the imperious Alpha Beowulf fully noticed the extent of her fear. As a Grimm, he could tell exactly what he needed to as he looked down upon her. He stared for a moment longer with a searching leer...

Then his arm reached out, and with one single swing, everything went dark.


Fucks With Wolves
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... She awoke moments later, her mind dazed from breaching into consciousness and her memory a little cloudy still. Questions might've formed in her head at the absence of the past few hours in the case of where she was, what she was doing, WHY she was doing it... and why does her back feel kind of scratchy?

As the haze of sleepiness fully faded, Amelia would realize her situation. She laid down on her back in the grass and leaves of a forest, her body still sore and her energy drained from the fight prior. The enemy she faced against... that Alpha Beowulf and the other Beowulf, were present too. The smaller Beowulf was stationed in front of her shield to the side, and the alpha... was directly next to her. He sat in a squat, the beast's head tilted and staring directly at her... and with his legs spread, Amelia got an unfortunate eyeful of his big bestial cock throbbing with anticipation.

... Anticipation for what? And— she might've thrown the rest of her clothes off to escape the Nope that one time, but where was her underwear..?

When Amelia finally wakes up, the first thing she notices is the throbbing in her head. The pain quickly reminds her about the fight and how she had lost, which explained how sore and fatigued she felt. But what about the wol- oh there he is and his big... Nope she couldn't bring herself to even think about it. Amelia's face flushes immediately and she turns away from the Alpha. Sure, she had read some books on anatomy and those books had diagrams, but it was different when it was on a Grimm and right in front of your face. That wasn't important though, what was important was that she was absolutely about to get eaten and she needed to get away before that happened. "P-p-p-p-lease... D-d-d-d-d-don't eat m-m-m-m-e!" She cried, weakly trying to back away. Such things like trying to get her shield, or figuring out what happened to her underwear had completely left her mind as she slowly crawled away, sobbing all the while and oblivious to the view of her bare rear she was giving to the monster.

The Alpha Beowulf watched her blankly, his wolfish face offering a hard to decipher expression that looked about as threatening and ferocious as it ever did... but he was silent as Amelia cowered and tried to crawl away from him. Not a peep came from the beast's maw, and with the grand view of Amelia's naked ass showing before him, well... he simply turned and took a few wide steps over to her, then simply dropped an arm down to press against her back in warning, his claws poking her skin... but not hurting her. "Grrrhhh..." He lowered himself into another squat and stepped over to place both of his legs at both of her sides, then he used both of his hands to grab her by the hips and lift her ass up until it bumped against his red cock.

It was hot. It only barely brushed up against her ass, but the throbbing length of Grimm cock felt like a warmed up poker— not painfully hot, but enough to give someone warning... just what the hell would he do with that thing? He was just rubbing against her cheek... with a bead of something forming at the pointed tip.

For those brief few moments where the Alpha did nothing, Amelia thought she might actually get away somehow. Maybe the wolves weren't paying attention or maybe they just didn't care, she didn't dare look back to see, she only focused on crawling forward as fast as her exhausted body could manage. And then she felt the claws against her back and froze in place immediately. As desperate as she was to get away, she didn't dare move with that warning hanging over her. Amelia let out a sharp yelp as her hips were lifted up, followed by a gasp as she felt that hot feeling against her bare skin. So it wasn't going to eat her? Then this was... No way, why would a Grimm want to... Well it was better than being eaten... No! No, she couldn't think that way. Amelia squirmed weakily in the Alpha's grip, but all it served to do was rub that hot shaft against her ass.

The low rumble in his throat sounded pleased with what he likely considered to be compliance, though she really was just trying to escape. The Alpha Beowulf gently thrust against the girl's cheek, rubbing back against her roughly as he kneaded and pressed into her ass. As a beast, he likely would've just pulled her hips up a bit higher and speared her in a split moment without care for her safety or comfort, as that's what you'd expect from a Grimm... yet instead of that pursuit, the Alpha Beowulf backed off to instead spin Amelia onto her back, before he'd lift her up and spin her around as if he were handling a sack of potatoes instead of a human being with a head that could very easily get dizzy. When Amelia's senses un-confused themselves, she found the red, pointed tip of the wolf's cock rubbing against her cheek, the pulsating stick of meat pushing against her insistently. It radiated with heat in a distracting cloud that... really...

Something very wet dragged across her inner thigh and made its way inward. Something hot, long... and following that feeling of it brushing against her entrance, she heard and felt the animalistic huffing of the Alpha Beowulf as its tongue pushed past to spread apart her walls and invade her pussy.

Amelia merely whimpered and squirmed in the Alphas grip as it continued to grind against her. She wasn't sure what this was all about really, but at least she wasn't being eaten. This continued for an uncomfortable amount of time until she suddenly found herself spun all around until she was faced with its.... Yet again. Her face flushed again and she looked off to the side, letting it prod against her cheek. The heat and feeling of it was making her head spin, and while she was distracted by the hot rod in her face, she was completely caught off guard by the wet feeling on her thigh. It wasn't unpleasant per se, but it was weird and it only got stranger as that feeling moved closer and closer to her crotch. Amelia had just figured out that this must be the beast's tongue when it suddenly pushed inside her. "Wh- Ohhhhh!" She gasped, eyes shooting wide at the foreign feeling of a tongue penetrating her virgin pussy. Her back arched and she let out a series of panting gasps as it pushed deeper inside her, her mouth wide open and her focus on what's going on down below rather than on the cock in her face.

Like a real dog, the Alpha Beowulf licked away wildly, his tongue squirming inside of Amelia and digging deeper into her as the Grimm properly got into the act. He didn't take long to build up his pace into something more aggressive, as if the wolf were a starved animal in the desert having his first meal. The assault on Amelia's nether regions was one no human could ever replicate in terms of raw desire and action; however; he wouldn't work for free. As he wildly ate out the Huntress-to-be's pussy, the harshly throbbing cock that Amelia forgot about shifted ever so slightly, dragging across her face... until it eventually slipped into Amelia's open, unguarded maw.

It took this for her to really gauge how big the Alpha Beowulf's dick was, and how... hot, it was. The Grimm certainly matched his size, and as you'd expect of a beast like him, he didn't care for Amelia's comfort as he thrust forward to get just nearly half of his cock into her mouth in one go, with the tip on the edge of pushing into her throat! He pulled out and repeated the action, starting on a new conquest to eventually bury his length into her throat all as he cruelly lapped up her juices.

It was difficult to put into words how Amelia felt about what this beast's tongue was doing inside her pussy, she had never experienced this and doubted she would experience it on this level ever again. But it was... Good? Yes, as surprising as that was, this definitely had Amelia feeling pretty good. She writhed in the Alpha's grip, and her pussy was positively soaked, and not just from wolf saliva, as her gasps slowly began to turn to moans of varying intensity. Amelia was incredibly ill prepared for an assault of this kind. No one ever told her Grimm would do something like this! It caught her so off guard that she didn't even notice the red dick inching closer towards her until it was suddenly in her mouth. This thing was huge, and it was thrusting into her throat before she could even register what was happening. Amelia's moans quickly turned to surprised squeals, muffled by the huge shaft stuffed down her throat. Her hands weakly tapped against the Alpha's torso, desperate for a reprieve as she was struggling to breath while her throat was so freely used.

Such a feeble protest would go unheeded. The alpha had his desires and he would sate them, regardless of the human's protests. His forceful thrusts bounced her on his cock, rocking her back and forth as his bestial prick was thrown deeper and deeper into Amelia's throat in a terribly filling manner. He only began to pick up speed instead of heeding her request to stop, and at the very same time as he ravaged her throat, the Alpha Beowulf would lap even more wildly at her pussy. His tongue writhed about like a flexible snake, dipping in and out of her virgin pussy as if he meant to fuck her with his tongue and claim her as his. The more aggressive motions built up. Something... it was building up to something, and she could tell as his actions seemed so much needier and ardent, the beast panting with exertion—

His tongue dug its deepest, burying itself into her depth as he similarly threw his hips forward and forced his cock in until Amelia's lips kissed his hot knot... then, like a geyser breaking through a dam, a torrent of white spewed forth into the girl's gullet with so much force that she'd drown if she wouldn't immediately start drinking it down... and he'd cruelly held her in place for seconds before he pulled out, his inches of spit slickened cock slipping out to fire a few final shots at her face... the Alpha Beowulf's cum was just as hot.

He pulled his tongue out of her and dropped her down to the ground onto her back. It almost seemed like he was finished with her... but his red eyes leered at the hole he was lapping at, and his unsatisfied length twitched once more with need. It was clear what he wanted next.

Amelia whimpered as her protests went unheeded and she was violently forced to choke down wolf cock. Even worse, the beast's thrusts only grew harder and went deeper as time went on. It felt like an eternity as the Alpha used her. She didn't even feel like a human being, just a set of holes for this creature to use for whatever enjoyment it was getting out of all this. It became clear that the wolf was building towards something as it became more fierce and intense, but Amelia could feel something building as well. Despite the harsh treatment her mouth was getting, the pleasure his tongue was working on her pussy was still there and growing with every thrust as it worked deeper into her sopping tunnel. The waves of pleasure grew... and grew.. until...

Amelia's eyes shot wide as she found her lips touching the base of the wolf's cock and an immense amount of.... something being poured down her throat. She had no choice but to swallow the hot liquid as best she could until the beast finally released her. Amelia collapsed into a pathetic pile on the ground, coughing up that hot substance, even as the Alpha shot more staining her face and breasts. Amelia panted heavily, gasping for air and whimpering as she struggled to comprehend what had just happened. This creature had used her for it's own enjoyment, and she was actually enjoying it too, no matter how she wanted to deny it. In fact, she had been close to an explosive climax of her own when the beast had suddenly stopped. But it was over now, for better or for worse, or so she thought until she saw the wolf gazing at her drooling pussy. It was obvious that it was going to stick it's... cock in there next. Was she really going to give up her virginity to a Grimm? It didn't feel very Huntress-like, but she felt unsatisfied with how the previous encounter had ended. Well... It wasn't like she could resist the Grimm at this point anyway... right? Still, she couldn't bear to watch. Amelia covered her face with both hands even as she spread her legs, bracing for the penetration that was sure to follow.

He took a small moment to simply regard her, his red eyes bearing down on her form as the Grimm sniffed in the scent of negativity... and arousal. He barked out a bestial laugh and came down to her level in a crouch before he'd move his hands to seize her hips. The sordid act the beast planned for her was nothing short of heinous. The Grimm had no intentions of having her first be a particularly easy or gentle ride... and would this ride start soon, so shown as the alpha's prick hovered over Amelia's sopping wet pussy. He lifted her hips up simply, pulling her legs to rest over his as the tip of his cock kissed against the lips of her entrance. And just after that short moment, the small pause between contact and penetration, the Alpha Beowulf had buried his length deep into the needy hole of the Huntress hopeful, getting about half of his hot cock sunken into her muff and slowly pushing for more without pause. He howled out in satisfaction, huffing and puffing as he invaded her with no concern for her comfort.

In the same minute he speared her, the Grimm managed to bottom out inside of Amelia, with his every inch pressing against her inner walls all the way to his knot, and... really. This thing didn't have a cock the size of a human's. While it wasn't enough to be an impossible fit, never could anyone say it was easy to take. Even so; with the task of penetration complete, the Alpha Beowulf set off to start slowly thrusting his hips, easing up on the girl so that he could properly pound her tight hole.

In a way, not looking was almost worse. The anticipation was killer. Her heart was beating so fast it felt like it would explode out of her chest as she felt the beast grab her and pull her towards him, the creature's fur tickling her bare legs as they rested atop its own. Her entire body shuddered involuntarily as she felt the hot tip of it's cock prod against her entrance. The moment after that felt like an eternity. Amelia almost peeked between her fingers to see just what was going on when suddenly her pussy was stuffed full. She cried out, even though the beast's tongue had got her so wet and ready, it was nothing compared to the massive cock that was spearing her tight pussy at this moment. She had thought she couldn't get any more full, but the invading cock pushed deeper and deeper even as her walls clenched tightly against it. It was unbearable. Amelia's eyes were pinched shut as her hands grabbed at the grass beneath her, searching for something to clench as she endured this.

Just when it felt like it would never end, the beast stopped. Slowly, Amelia opened her eyes to see what was happening and gasped at the obscene sight she beheld. Against all odds, her tunnel had managed to devour the beast's cock. And then it began to thrust. Her body had been so hot and needy before all this had started and now that she had managed to adjust to the immense shaft, it was actually starting to feel good again. With how tightly her walls were gripping it, she could feel every inch as the beast slowly worked its way in and out of her drenched muff. Amelia could feel the pleasure building again until it suddenly exploded. She went from panting to moaning to screaming in orgasm in very short order, squirting his arousal all over the cock that was claiming her and bringing her to these heights. As she came down from that high, the Alpha granted her no reprieve however. It continued to thrust, uncaring for her own pleasure and working only for its own. Somehow, her body felt more sensitive than ever, and Amelia felt every thrust more intensely than before. It was too much for the former virgin as she began to squirm and shudder in the beast's grasp. "O-ohhh n-nnoooo~ S-stop~ It's too much!" She pleaded through her moans, begging for rest to recover from her first orgasm.

The Grimm would only reaffirm his efforts. He could sense the build-up of her pleasure, her arousal reaching heights it'd never before as he took her ruthlessly and laid claim to her hole. The added lubrication from her cum only allowed him to speed up his pumping thrusts. The Alpha Beowulf recklessly pounded into her quivering pussy despite her increased sensitivity, letting out short huffs of exertion that was accompanied by the low, pleased rumble in his throat, but his animalistic need would require a more aggressive approach.

The alpha paused with a harsh thrust. He adjusted his position, laying his big hands on either side of the girl and leaning forward to loom over her in a domineering way, his burning red eyes glaring down at her with a strange mix of feral intent. "Hggrrhh..." The Alpha Beowulf moved his legs as he pressed deeper into Amelia's pussy, his knot grinding against her lips as he shifted his footing... and this slightly changed position gave him far more access to her. Not a second passed before he restarted his harsh, pounding thrusts, the new position allowing him a lot more freedom in how hard he was pounding into her. "Awwoooo!!"

While she might've been distracted by the more intense fucking, the other Beowulf, left to guard Amelia's shield and forgotten, had seemed to wander over to sit by the side of her head. A similar red pecker slapped lightly against the girl's face as he panted near her. It seemed he abandoned the need to cover her weapon, considering its distance and how she was already pinned by his alpha. With more needy panting, he insistently rubbed his pre-leaking tip against her cheek, growling at her lightly.

Of course it ignored her, Amelia wasn't sure what she was expecting at this point. Whenever she asked it to stop, it just fucked her harder. She might have considered that the beast didn't understand her if it hadn't shifted positions to better plow her into the ground. Moans flowed freely from Amelia's mouth into the forest around her as her body rocked and shook with every powerful thrust. Her body had given in to lust as a familiar intense heat spread from her crotch to the rest of her body, her legs wrapped around the Alpha's powerful waist, pulling him closer as her hips rose to meet its powerful thrusts out of instinct, driving that huge cock deeper inside of her. Even so, her heart was more terrified than ever as she gazed up into it's feral eyes. She knew this wasn't what she should be doing as a Huntress, knew this beast could still kill her after having it's way with her, but her body couldn't stop. Amelia's fear was outweighed by the overwhelming desire she felt, and that scared her most of all. That and how helpless she was to stop it.

Throughout this, she had completely forgotten about the other Grimm, until she felt it's cock prodding against her cheek. She knew all too well what it wanted, but the thought of willingly doing so still disgusted her. Still, her mouth was defenseless, moaning and wide open for the taking. Amelia knew she was powerless to resist these beasts, so why bother? She still had no idea what she was doing, but she tilted her head to the side regardless and took the other wolf in her mouth. The powerful thrusts of the Alpha jostled her body in such a way that she naturally bobbed her head along the shaft. Amelia was repulsed to be doing this, but in such a state of arousal she was still moaning around the cock in her mouth. It gave her a reason to avoid staring into the Alpha's eyes at least, so she simply closed her own eyes and did the best she could to bring this to an end.

The new entrant to the sordid act did no more than allow the girl to work. His alpha remained near, and he wouldn't dare interrupt the larger wolf's mating as he bucked his hips against the girl's own movements. The Alpha Beowulf was so lost in his pleasured woes that he wouldn't care for the actions of the other Beowulf. He simply drove his cock into the foolish girl below him with her help, and as they continued their truly forbidden, rough copulation... Amelia could feel his cock pulsating inside of her—a feeling she felt when it first burst into her mouth. His steady, louder grumbling and heavy panting was definitely getting louder overtime... he was close to cumming again and showed no sign of stopping his domination of her sopping wet muff. A Grimm as feral as the Alpha Beowulf wouldn't dream of dumping his load anywhere other than inside, and there was nothing she could do to stop the beast.

At the very same time, the other Beowulf was getting a little bolder, spurred on by his own orgasm approaching. He lightly started with a few thrusts against Amelia's forced bobbing, his very tip bouncing to edge near shoving its length entirely down her throat as he huffed with the exertion. His thrusts incidentally started to move in time with the alpha's as the two of them pounded down into Amelia's holes with reckless abandon.
As the brutal fucking continued on for what felt like an eternity, the part of Amelia that felt horrified by what was happening to her and the part of her that was incredibly aroused by it seemed to have found a consensus in begging for it to end. The former because she wanted this nightmare to be over and the latter because she was approaching that familiar high once again and needed a release. As usual the arousal won out. Amelia felt her thoughts clouded by a lustful haze. When she felt the telltale throbbing of the beast's cock against her tight walls, it won out again and she felt elation. The horror that this beast was about to seed her and what purpose it served was but an afterthought. Her eagerness to feel that hot load dumped in her pussy sent her over the edge. Amelia's eyes rolled back and her muffled moans turned to screams of ecstasy as she worked the throbbing cock in her mouth with an equal intensity to the one breeding her, lapping lovingly at the shaft with her tongue as it dominated her mouth.


Her acceptance of the alpha's will, matched with her terror, would be met with the very seeding she feared and needed as the Alpha Beowulf mustered one final thrust into her depths... but he wouldn't explode immediately. On the other hand; the Grimm had to push deeper into Amelia's pussy. While a majority of his cock had ravished her, the very base of it had never once been taken... his large knot, near double the width of his pecker, was being pushed against her lips to fit in despite the struggle and difficulty of the act. The Alpha Beowulf bore his fangs as he wolfishly pushed in. His determination to knot the Huntress in training won out, and in one single moment, his knot sunk into Amelia's pussy, completely sealing her entrance as the rest of his dick got to work with shooting his seed deep inside of her.

"Awwoooo!!" Ropes and ropes of his hot, thick jism shot forth into the girl's awaiting hole, the load filling her in ways nothing else could to do its best to stimulate every corner of her pussy. His knotting of her kept not even a drop from dripping out to allow for a true and honest stuffing, and as she was being filled from below... the cock fucking her mouth exploded to fill her from above, courtesy of the smaller Beowulf. Another thick load of Grimm cum was dumped down her throat as the beast joined his alpha in their victorious howling, their lust slated on the prone girl... and in time, it began to ween down to a few trickles.

The smaller Beowulf pulled out, his dick twitching and falling limp quickly, though not without him rubbing his spit-slickened pecker against her face in a taunting fashion. But the alpha wouldn't pull out.

Amelia had already felt impossibly full when the Alpha had first penetrated her, so when the beast's knot sought entrance as well, she was in disbelief at the idea... And it excited her as well. Her greedy hole welcomed the thick knot as it forced its way inside of her. It was far from the a comfortable fit, but deep down she felt that once it was inside her, she would finally get what she wanted. And she was absolutely correct. Once inside, the knot releases it's potent load, triggering an orgasm more powerful than the first. Amelia howled in ecstasy and her mind went blank as she felt the first hot rope spray inside her. This feeling couldn't even compare to be what she felt from the Alpha's tongue or when it first started to fuck her. When the smaller wolf joined it's alpha in cumming, both Amelia's holes swallowed their loads eagerly. Wolf jizz in her mouth had disgusted Amelia earlier, but she was too far gone to care now.

Thanks to the knot, not a drop of semen escaped her pussy, and though she swallowed as much as she could, some was still dribbling out of her mouth and shooting across her face as the other wolf pulled out. Perhaps it was trying to humilate Amelia by slapping her face with it's cock, but she was a barely conscious mess. The brutal had left Amelia twitching and moaning as she lay there, knotted by the Alpha as it finished depositing it's endless load inside her.

... There they remained, their sordid act settled with the deep and resonating seeding of the Huntress in training... then, after a short pause, the Alpha Beowulf would finally start to move after finishing inside of Amelia. He pulled his arms in to grab hold of the girl, and with the strength only possessed by a Grimm, the Alpha Beowulf pulled up to stand with the girl still caught on his cock, their new position jostling the place which they were joined and stirring around his payload. He held her against himself in a possessive manner as if she were his property, using just one arm to squeeze and cup her ass as the rest of her weight laid on his chest. The Alpha Beowulf seemed to pay Amelia no further concern as he looked to the smaller Beowulf in their silent communication. The small Beowulf stepped forward, reached out his fist, and the alpha pounded it back. Pshhooo.

The two Beowulves then turned in a direction and started walking, with Amelia bouncing on the beast's cock along the way like a sack of groceries.
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Re: RWBY: Daylight Dies

Postby mrblah » Mon Jun 08, 2020 11:48 pm

Hunter:
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Hunter awoke in a bit of a daze, but once it cleared, she quickly realized that she wasn't where she meant to be. Rather than being in the lake that she had been in before having some fun with the Abductor, she was in a cave, surrounded by darkness and stone. After noticing her new location, however, she would notice that she was in a puddle of Grimm-cum, and her skin was practically covered in the stuff. Additionally, it was still seeping out of her pussy, as if the Abductor had just been at it again with her, very recently.

Nearby, the Abductor’s glowing yellow eyes were on her, watching her carefully as she awoke. The Abductor’s body was glowing a strange black color, a black mist moving towards it from the air, as if it was slowly gathering more of the mist as it sat against the cave wall. One of its tentacles was wrapped around Hunter’s midsection, and her clothes were nowhere in sight. After a few moments, the Grimm started to grow a brighter yellow, and a strange golden circle slowly began to form around them… but suddenly, Juan, the blond who had gotten his block knocked off the bully before, in the lunch room, appeared from the distance cave entrance, alongside a red-haired guy, with an unbuttoned white short-sleeved shirt, a gigantic red belt around his hips, black pants with metal knee-guards, and a pair of metal shoes. His red ponytail trailed behind him as he and Juan ran towards Hunter, his huge sword in hand. Jaun shouted something in spanish, while the red-head leapt onto the cave wall and ran along it, a trail of flame being left in his wake. He leapt off the wall and slashed his sword at the Abductor, forcing it to evade, the gold circle of energy shattering at that exact moment.

Jaun whipped out his own sword, the weapon unfolding on the fly, and he attempted to slash the Grimm, however it bitch-slapped him with a tendril, knocking him off his feet and causing him to tumble backwards, with a thud. The red-head used Jaun’s distraction to slash the Grimm across the side, screaming “UNDYING DARKFLAME FIREFLY ERUPTION!” as his weapon burst into flames inside the Grimm’s body, causing it to screech and rear backwards, flailing its tentacles at its assailant. Jaun got back to his feet and attempted to slash at the Grimm, however it bitch-slapped him with one of its tentacles, without even looking in his direction. The attack sends Jaun tumbling backwards again, until he comes to a stop, his feet in the air like a dead bug.

The red-head twirled his sword around, squinting at the Grimm in the darkness, while leaping back and forth, light on his toes as he prepares for its next attack. The Grimm launches a tentacle at him, but he side-steps the attack and swings his sword backwards, lopping off the tentacle, before half-spinning and half-dashing towards the Grimm, shouting “LOST SUN-SPLITTING VOID-FLAME STRIKE!” as he slashed upwards, cutting the Grimm straight down the middle and causing both halves to fall to the floor, before exploding into flames. At this moment, Jaun manages to climb to his feet before slowly approaching the corpse, cautiously… and once he gets near it, one of the charred tentacles lashes out and slaps him again, knocking him onto his back as he shouts something in spanish.

The red-haired guy, his opponent defeated, ignores Jaun while turning his back on Hunter, before flipping his hair back with a slight jerk of his head “Tch. You okay...?” he asks, nonchalantly as he flips his sword around, flicks it once as if to get the blood off of it, then sheaths it on his back. Meanwhile, Jaun was roll around on the cave floor, holding his nose, where the Grimm had hit him.

Lucilla:
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”Lepus?” Kali giggled, looking at Lucilla incredulously. “Y-you mean to say… you two got beat down by the fucking bunny Grimm?” Mary, at Kali’s side, frowned in clear disapproval of the other girl’s mocking amusement, shaking her head and looking back to Lucilla. “Numbers mean a lot more in battle at our level. No matter how strong you are, you can’t pay attention and properly dodge a crowd of enemies who can come at you at once and whittle down your stamina… just, ignore her, I’m sorry.” The white-haired woman offered an affirming nod with a smile. “At any rate, it’s wonderful to make your acquaintance Ms. Vavanova, and of course! Four is actually the standard number of members belonging to a Huntsmen team, so this would work just perfectly for all of us, no?” Mary clapped her hands together as she radiated a cheerful aura. Kali looked to be completely uncaring of the situation and Iris shrugged. “Ah… how wonderful. We need to decide team dynamics immediately! While we’re here, let’s go over what we each can do individually to figure out just how to best implement our skillsets! Furthermore; I believe it best we discuss our personal flaws and related strengths to most properly form the proper stratagems in order to take down any number of Grimm! A-and let’s talk about ourselves, too! Fostering friendship is always great for a team— a-and I’m not saying that as a thinly veiled attempt to make friends, I-I just figured it’s practical and completely reasonable that we would get to know one another since—”

Iris snapped her fingers with a twitching brow, snapping Mary out of her semi-panicked blabbering. The white-haired girl looked embarrassed… “Well, while that’s all great, I don’t wanna waste any time talkin’ when we’ve all gotta get a bunch of points, you know? This test probably isn’t gonna let us just… split points, so let’s just take out the bigger Grimm so that we can really jump up higher than the others. You think that’s smart, right Lu…” Iris trailed off, her sentence falling off… but for good reason. It was apparent to all of them that something was wrong immediately.

It was too quiet. Far… far… too quiet.



BOOM. A pressure settled over them.
BOOM. A foreboding feeling of doom. Fear of an unknown… no, not even. An absence of anything more than a primal need to flee.
BOOM. And it was getting closer.

Kali was the first one to move. Since the first time since they’d met, Lucilla could see a strained, grim expression on her face as she headed for the door, her eyes set with the dead determination of a soldier as she peaked out to investigate. Mary looked like she wanted to stop her, but Iris took her hand, shaking her head to let Kali do her thing. Seconds passed… nearly a minute, before the dark-skinned Huntress-in-training returned, her grip on her bat tight, and her eyes twitching in her attempt to keep a cool look. “G… Grimm.” She whispered, gesturing to the left. “Big. Never… never seen anything like it before… it’s coming this way.” Her heterochromatic eyes glanced between the three of them. “... Is it— how bad is it?” Mary spoke up. Kali looked to her. “We might be able to take it. This place we’re in… it could be helpful. Lots of closed spaces. Room to maneuver for us, but not for it…” Another nod. A little more certain, now. “We might be able to take it.”

“... Would you even be up for this sort of fight so soon, Lucilla?” Iris was the first to ask her. The other two followed the bluenette’s look, their attention on Lucilla.

Amelia:
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The world began to light up as Amelia awoke. She'd apparently fallen unconscious along the journey. As Amelia awakes, the first thing she’d likely notice is that her pussy is still stuffed full of Alpha Beowulf cock. The next thing she may notice is that she’s in a cave now, rather than in the middle of the woods where she had run from the Nope and battled the pack of Beowulves.

The Alpha Beowulf had its arms wrapped around Amelia, and its chest was slowly rising and falling as it sat against the wall of the cave. Otherwise, the creature wasn’t moving… until it seemingly woke up for its nap and began slowly thrusting its cock in and out of Amelia again, its knot slapping against her entrance with every thrust, its cock reaching as deep as it could manage without its knot sliding into her a second time. As it squeezes her with its arms, and thrusts inside her, it pants heavily. The thrusting goes on for roughly ten minutes, before the Alpha Beowulf is suddenly kneed in the face by an unknown assailant, sending it flying through the air, its cock ripped out of Amelia’s hole. The attacker was a girl with dark skin, black hair, and brown eyes, wearing a pair of black boots, with green stockings, tight green shorts, and a matching tight top under silver armor. On each knee was a skull-shaped knee-pad with strange swirling blue forces inside them.

The Alpha Beowulf leaps onto its feet, only for the girl to fire a powerful blast of wind from her knees, knocking him off his feet, allowing her to quickly charge on, leaping onto a cave wall, kicking off of it and launching herself at the Beowulf, performing a flying knee into the creature’s gut, followed by a second knee-bash into the creature’s chest, and a third into its face, knocking it into the ground. As the creature slams into the ground, the girl then attempts to slam down on him, however he landed on both hands and both knees, and manages to roll away, before launching into a full-on run on all-fours. The girl attempts to chase him down, however the Beowulf moves too fast and manages to escape, leaving the girl at the cave entrance. The girl turns on her heel, facing towards Amelia, then stares at her for a moment. “Hmm. You uh. I think you need to rest, there, girl.” she says, in a slightly embarrassed tone.

Emma:
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“Me? Uh… well, I haven’t really had any particular problems,” answered the pink-haired student-to-be with a shrug. “Ran into this blonde guy who was super bad at fighting and got me in some trouble with a big Grimm, but I took care of it. And… I haven’t been here long. Glad I did get here, though! You know you guys were both knocked out? What would you have done if something bad came up?” Roux looked over to the two with a considering look and glanced around their little temporary camp of sorts. “I mean, I guess you could probably bust your way out no sweat and the walls of the tree provide cover to keep you out of line of sight, but…”

Another look back to Clueless. “Well, I think I could guess that things really just panned out that bad. You said you fought a Tickle Chicken, right? I’m surprised you got away with just no pants. Those things are vicious… it says something about you two that you’re fine.” Nod. Nod. “Well! With the three of us, things’ll be much safer, right? Let’s stick together and beat this test! You two are the only ones I’ve found so far anyway...”

Roux kicked off from the wall, twirling Gambanteinn around with a quiet flourish. “That being said, maybe we could stick around a little longer? This girl’s clothes are still drying, and you could use a little more—”

BOOM. … The tree shakes.
BOOM. The ground shakes. Then, as the realization of the threat settled in...
BOOM. A powerful, threatening pressure settled on their shoulders as a feeling of utter hopelessness struck them.

The noise or the pressure was so horrific that it woke Clueless from her sleep, and the bunny faunus clung to Emma with a terrified expression. Roux, for their part, immediately looked around carefully and tried to stay calm, Gambanteinn raised as they looked around. Then with one look back to Emma and Clueless... the pinkette nodded grimly with a shaky smile. They marched out of the tree without another moment’s hesitation. Clueless watched them with horror and shock.

… The pressure lessened.

“Haah…” Minutes after, Roux returned with a pale look, their eyes wide as they leaned against the wall and slid down against it. Tension wracked their body, making them shake like a flag in strong wind, and a steady chuckle came from them. “It’s… it passed. We’re fine enough, but… I have no idea what that was. It— it wasn’t your normal Grimm, guys..! I thought I was gonna die when I saw it…” Their pink hair was thrown about as they aggressively shook their head. “Yeah. Hey… uh, let’s steer clear of that thing. We might even be better off trying to book it in case it comes back, I… I dunno?”
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Re: RWBY: Daylight Dies

Postby cliffracer » Tue Jun 09, 2020 1:02 am

Hunter inhales sharply when she wakes up, her body sure that something's wrong before the rest of her remembers that something is. Blinking to clear her vision, she quickly catches on that she is not at that lake she was enjoying a nice bath-slash-tentacle-fuck at. No, she's been moved... moved in to a shitty dark cave and lying covered and dripping in grimm cum. Thaaat's right, she seriously had the business given to her, and towards the end the thing got all lovey-dovey. She grimaces in anger, noting the thing's posessive grip on her and the way it's watching. Those eyes. Something about them just makes her feel weird now, but she doesn't remember what's giving her that idea. And what's with that mist it's sucking in? And now what's with this really fucking ominous circle?! Too many questions, and Hunter knows she's not in a fighting position right now.

Which is fine, because the cavalry's arrivedohno the cavalry is that dumbass foreign dude- wait, false alarm, he's got someone cool next to him. False alarm! She might make it out of this one! Damn, she really just let a Grimm do that to herself, huh? She's too busy bristling at that thought to be paying attention to Juan eating shit immediately, but that's got her attention back for when ol' firebrand there starts belting a callout and delivering an appropriately kickass hit alongside it. She grunts and tries to feel like she's helping by bracing the tentacle she's wrapped with against the ground, as if that'd ever help to pin it there, while Juan eats shit yet again and the redhead starts being cool. Again. And just like that, this tentacle-bastard's a roast.

Hunter grunts again and starts to stand as homeboy's doing his... victory pose? Probably? Whatever. He's not too much of a coolkid to at least fake concern, so Hunter's cool with all this. "Pissed. Aching. I guess my one smart move was not fuckin' fighting that thing when it got the drop on me. Was just comin' off another fight. Wondering what the hell that circle was..." She's glad it's dark, that way she can try to at least clean her skin off a bit. Ugh, definately feeling the aftermath of what happened to her. She's gonna need another dip. "Kickass moves, though. You wanna help me out real quick? All my shit's at the pond I got nabbed at and I don't know where that's at now. I don't give a fuck about walking around in the buff if it's a shitty forest like this, but my staff's back there too, and I'm not gonna be killin' Grimm too good without it."

She glances to McShrimpy on the floor. "Not him though, he's getting buried if he looks at me right now. Guessin' his dumb ass was just following you around?"
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Re: RWBY: Daylight Dies

Postby Mark3000 » Tue Jun 09, 2020 2:04 am

Lucillia was a few seconds away from telling Kali off before Mary interjected. She could already tell that the white haired girl had undergone some proper training before arriving at this school. Kali on the other hand reminded her a lot of Emma. She seemed to have some prior combat experience but for the most part she was pretty rough around the edges. Even if Lucilla didn't know how either of the two girls fought, the greater numbers would be a boon.

As Lucilla sat through Mary's little spiel, she waited for someone to interrupt her. To her surprise it wasn't Kali but Iris who jumped in. And she jumped in with a good point. They didn't know how points were divided for groups, so the best thing to do would be to get as many points as possible. Just as she was about to open her mouth to respond, Lucilla noticed just how quiet it had gotten.

As the loud sounds approached the group, Lucilla instinctively put her hands over her ring blades and waited. Kali returned and told her everything she needed to hear. As they looked to her with worried expressions, she gave them a confident smirk. "I'll be fine. It's like you said, we need to rack up as many points as possible. And if you think we can use this place to our advantage,we have to go for it. My semblance comes in pretty handy for drawn out fights" She said preparing herself for another tough battle.

Vs. Sharkasaurus
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“Spoken like ya don’t even sense how bad this could go. That kinda confidence’ll kill ya,” Kali scoffed. Yet despite her rough words… a slightly uneasy grin formed on her face. The other two felt the same way, evidently. Iris nodded to Lucilla, before she took a steadying breath and addressed everyone. “... Okay then. Let’s get ready. Situation goes FUBAR, let’s cut and run. I’ve... got something I can do to make sure we can make it out if need be.” Not that she seems so enthused with the idea of using this secret weapon of hers.

The group gathered themselves and left the ruined home to head into the danger, Kali taking the lead since she roughly knew where to go. The situation steadily filled with dread as they walked, some sort of pressure bearing down on them like a physical representation of doom, and the storms above thundering with lightning dramatically weaving through the clouds didn’t help their nerves… yet they pressed on.

They caught sight of it. Heard it’s booming stomps. They were closer now… but they couldn’t see it too well. On Iris’ suggestion, the four of them decided to climb a house to get a higher vantage point. It was there that they finally were able to properly take in the source of the pressure and danger in the environment. A massive, threatening, looming monster—a Grimm like none other. Not one of them had ever seen nor heard of such a creature…

The four girls didn’t know it, but they were meeting with the Sharkasaurus.

“... It’s big.” Iris was the first to break the silence. “It’s— what is it..? Have… has something like this ever existed?” Her confused tone was mixed with signs of fear. “I-I’ve… I’ve not ever heard of it, m-myself…” Similarly, Mary felt the same. The big difference is that she made absolutely no move to master it or overcome the feeling. She was shaking like a leaf. But Kali…

“It’s probably something almost extinct. Let’s just bash it the fuck up and finish the job.” She hid her fear behind a look of defiant rage, her hand clenching around the handle of her weapon as she bared her teeth. Iris finally looked away from the Sharkasaurus to the others. “... Any ideas, then?”

Like the others, Lucilla was paralyzed with fear. This was supposed to be an entrance exam and they were already fighting a giant Grimm monstrosity! Every cell in the huntress’s body was telling her to run and she just might have if not for Kali’s steadfast attitude. Giving her cheeks a quick smack, she regained her focus. “Kali’s right. We just have to figure out how to take it down” Lucilla said as she started to scan the battlefield for anything useful. A few barrels, a wood chest, a tree … wait . Lucilla paused on the tree. It was rather old with a thick trunk and branches. But more importantly, it was about the height of the imposing Grimm.

“Okay I’ve got something” Lucilla said as she motioned to the tree along the path. If we can lure the Grimm down this path, we can topple that tree onto it. It should be enough to knock it down so we can go to town on it’s ass. We’ll need one person to draw it down the path while the rest attack from afar. Sounds like a plan?” Lucilla said waiting for their approval.

The other three looked to carefully consider it… or, rather, Iris did. Kali just shrugged noncommittally and Mary was still shaking. The white-haired girl barely managed a nod, not really thinking it through and just glad to have some plan of attack.

“Anyway, you sound like you’re the one up for it,” Kali spoke up with a grin. “Good on you for volunteering for tree duty. Ain’t sure how you’re gonna knock a whole fuckin’ tree with those fans, but I’m rooting for ya. I’ve got some idea on how to shoot things with my Aura so I’ll stick in the back and do that.” She was already stepping over to the edge of the roof… Iris cleared her throat afterward. “I’ll stick with Kali. I’m probably better off throwing knives so we can pile on damage.” And those two would play the ranged parts, then. While they could potentially work to the same effect as baiting the Grimm, it’d probably be better if they focused entirely on hurting it instead of drawing its attention, so that left…

“... I-I’ll draw it over,” gulped Mary. She was still shaking like a leaf in the wind, but at seeing the concern of the others—sans Kali—she tried to offer a shaky smile and a look of confidence. “I’m— it seems I’m already quite… negative now, no? S-so… I’d be the best beacon! This is… it’s the job a huntress must do. So I will, as someone… who wants to become a huntress.” She sounded more like she was trying to convince herself more than anyone… but there was a bit of hard determination in her eye.

Lucilla didn’t think she’d be the one to take down the tree. Kali seemed more suited to the job. But with Mary leading the beast down the path and Kali and Iris attacking from range, the task was left to her. All the more fitting since aside from her miasma, Lucilla had no other way to attack the creature without getting within range of it’s sharp grasp. She just had to figure out how?

“Alright sounds like we’re good to go” Lucilla said as she patted Mary on the shoulder. “Be careful Mary. If things go sideways, we’ll scatter and leave the Grimm to someone else.” The huntress said as she moved to the edge of the roof they were on and let out a steady stream of Miasma into the air towards the monster. It floated towards the giant beast gently carried by the wind until the foul smelling cloud collided with the Sharkasaurus.

It probably didn’t have a sense of smell—do Grimm even have senses? But, at least due to the Aura-related nature of the miasma, the Sharkasaurus would seem to be poisoned anyway as it paused in its march to tilt its head upward in… confusion, maybe. It halted in Iris’ range, so the practical-minded huntress-to-be immediately assaulted the beast with a volley of knives. She threw them like darts, launching 4 in quick succession from her jacket and watching with satisfaction as they met their mark. Kali, immediately after Iris’ volley, threw her bat upward and reached out to aim with a finger gun. She stared down the sights of her thumb, her bat spinning madly as it reached the zenith of its ascension, and as the weapon dropped down… her finger glowed white, before a burst like a fireball shot forth from her extended finger. Kali nonchalantly grabbed her baseball bat as she watched her shot totally miss her mark.

“... Just a warning shot. Make ‘im see us.” Iris stared at Kali as the dark-skinned student scoffed. “Ain’t like you would do better if you were a little rusty!”

Meanwhile, after taking a calming breath to get her nerves together, Mary sprinted off of the rooftop… but slipped due to the rain wetting the wooden roof. “Ah!” Pheeeww… thud! “Urgh… nice going, Mary. Just run off the roof, why don’t you…” The others were doing way better than she was! She had to get it together and be useful. Be useful… it repeated like a mantra in her head as she picked herself up. “Be… useful.” She resumed her rush, hopping onto the other roof and turning to look at the humongous beast they were at war with. Mary took another deep breath. She was still shaking… but this time, that was. Fine.

No, more than fine. Fear was what she needed. “H… hey, you there!!” The posh girl shouted out, her voice completely failing to reach its mark due to the overwhelming noise of the storm. “Why— why not… I-I mean, I… I speak to you, you… big oaf! Come to me! I will vanquish you!” She didn’t seem to understand the futility of her shouting, but even so… her fear was enough to attract the Grimm’s attention anyway. It spiked even higher when the head of the creature turned her way, its beady red eyes… nothing. Offering nothing. Seeing nothing.

Yet the malicious pressure settled on her like a tidal wave. Mary hesitantly took a step back, just as the Sharkasaurus took a step forward with a widening maw. “W… wait…” She reached for her weapon quickly. Her hand grabbed the hilt of her sword— too late!

A white light formed in its mouth, and from it, a MASSIVE beam of pure corrupting force shot out like a cannonball, striking and passing through Mary as she disappeared under the laser, her terrified and pained scream drowned out as she was blown off her feet. “MARY!” Iris was shocked to see it. Her and Kali only watched as the laser retreated into fading lights, and the remains… was a wounded Mary-Rose Atwater. Her clothes were torn lightly, exposing her side and reducing her jacket to tatters, and there were noticeable scraps and burn marks from the parts of her shield that was punctured by the attack… but she was alive and conscious, already struggling to her feet in a daze. “I… okay— I’m okay…” She was swinging back and forth, but she was fine. More than Mary’s condition, the house and the tree had gotten caught in the blast, stealing a sizable chunk from the rooftop and the tree in the form of the blast’s size… without Aura, it would’ve killed in one shot. The Sharkasaurus had immense power backing it.

“... God… damn it…” Kali was shaking. She looked away from the devastation, her face a confused mask of bundles of emotion she couldn’t understand. But she wouldn’t freeze up. “We— we need to kill this thing. We can’t fuck around. This thing… it NEEDS to PAY!” Her hand raised up to charge another burst of Aura.

“I know. We’re going to take it down. Just stick to the plan!” Lucilla cried as she jumped off the roof. Using her Aura, she cushioned her fall and began to sprint towards the tree in question. It’s trunk was as thick as she imagined and the creature still wasn’t in position yet. Though when the time came, she would have to cut the tree in one fell swoop. Building the venom in her body once more, she released her miasma again. This time though she concentrated it around the base of the tree trying to weaken it. All that was left was for Iris, Kali and Mary to do their parts. But Lucilla was growing more and more concerned for Mary’s mental state.

The rangers of the team were firing off as they would, focused on dealing as much damage as they could after clarifying Mary… being alive. Most of Iris’ knives weren’t really doing much now. The blades failed to sink past the Grimm’s armor, bouncing off its scales and falling uselessly to the ground. Kali’s own blasts of Aura were much more effective even if they weren’t much more than bug bites. They started to backpedal carefully to maintain minimum distance. “Th— this isn’t really working, is it..?” The rumbling thunder above almost completely snuffed out Iris’ observation. A bead of sweat rolled down the side of her temple. “Doesn’t… doesn’t matter. We’ll fuck it up—”

BLAM! Lightning suddenly struck at the precise moment to cut off Kali, blasting against the ground nearby and signifying the worsening storm. The rain was pouring harder now, too… “As if we didn’t have enough problems on our hands…”

Meanwhile, Mary had picked herself up, a mixed look of a daze and focus on her face as her mind struggled to stay with the battle. She drunkenly navigated the ruined roof, stepping over splinters and hopping around as she neared the tree Lucilla was working on. With a decent hop, she latched onto a branch and started climbing her way to the treetop. “I-I’ll be at the top… a-and when you drop this tree, I’ll attack!” She called back down to Lucilla. Soon enough, she’d be right at the top…

But the Sharkasaurus wasn’t waiting around for this plan to come to fruition. Seeing damage pouring in from the rooftop, it shifted its attention to Kali and Iris, making the two girls freeze in their assault as they noticed eyes on their position. The Sharkasaurus took a step forward, its mouth opening wide as white light formed in its dark abyss. “... Run.” Iris took a step back. Kali, unlike normal, was… still staring at the Grimm as it charged up. “Kali— Kali, we have to go. N-now, Kali..!” Iris’ weak pleading fell on deaf ears, but it was too late anyway. She realized that and already turned to try to get some distance—

BEEEWM! The massive laser shot forth from the Grimm’s mouth! At speeds too fast to react to, it tore through the rooftop they were on and blasted them totally. With their own respective screams of fear and pain, the two students disappeared underneath the light… and when the beam died down, all that was left was smoke where the laser impacted. No trace of the two.

“HAAH—” A choked gasp came from above Lucilla. Mary watched it with total horror in her eyes, hands covering her mouth… and for good reason. Wasn’t this… wasn’t this so horrible? Their friends might’ve died in that. Gone without a trace in a second. It was… horrific.

Was this what it meant to be a huntress? Could she really survive something like this? Doubt must’ve plagued her. Sorrow, at those she might’ve lost. Anger, at the creature who stole them. FEAR at how easy that creature did so. Hatred… towards herself for failing to help. A swamp of negativity assailed Lucilla and she was forced to weather the weight. In the background, the cause of her emotion continued to stumble forward, coming right under her tree with one big step and turning in her and Mary’s direction. The force of its oppressive, malicious intent bore down on them.

The fear Lucilla was feeling threatened to overwhelm her. As the large Grimm stared down at them, Lucilla backed away from the tree. Taking on such an opponent was impossible from the start. Now she was going to die, just like Iris and Kali. Her body trembled as she looked at the beast in despair. But as she was about to give in to her fear she remembered the words of her patron, Victor Valentina.

Don’t run from your fear, embrace it! Only by overcoming it will you be strong enough to serve me

Gripping her ring blades, Lucilla grit her teeth and charged at the tree. “Get ready Mary!” She shouted as Lucilla slashed at the weakened area of the tree, not stopping until it fell.

The sound of wood tearing spawned from her assault. Her ring blades diced into the wounded bark, cutting into its softer interior and depriving of it much needed support to stay standing. The Sharkasaurus was totally oblivious to her plan. It had taken another step forward and started to lower its head over her, its looming, large maw opening wide to show its many teeth...

But it would soon abandon such a thought as it finally noticed the threatening shadow of the big tree coming closer to it. “I-I’m prepareeeEE—” The tree was falling. The Sharkasaurus tried to turn up to meet it just as the massive structure fell across its back with a finalizing push. Despite how great in size the beast was, with the sudden weight coming down on it and its particular positioning, the Sharkasaurus was forced down into the dirt, a soundless cry coming from its wide open mouth. “AAAAHHHH!” Again, let it be known that this was planned. Mary had climbed to the top of the tree and was falling with it, but apparently she wasn’t as prepared as she said. Despite having the chance to immediately hop off and deal some damage to the monster, Mary was dazed for a moment as she climbed off of the tree, a hand held to her face as she stumbled... must’ve face planted into the wood.

“I... I am f-fine..!” Mary tried to shake it off. The white-haired girl stepped over to the edge of the tree and hopped off, her sword in hand as she barely stabbed an inch deep into the monster with a war cry. She twisted the sword, viciously pulling and stabbing at the same spot as she tried to do any more damage than... the nothing its lack of reaction was saying she was doing. As Mary was trying her best in futility, the rubble from the wreckage started to shake and turn... before out stumbled a somewhat beat up Iris. Her jacket was rough, with the remains of it wrapped around her waist as it held up several knives tied against her waist, and her short top was barely preserving her upper modesty with straps that might as well have been considered ribbons. She didn’t look happy. “Bastard ruined my coat..!” With a winded, aggressive puff, Iris pushed further out of the wreckage and hopped onto a roof, before she turned and threw a volley of knives at the downed Sharkasaurus. It dealt minimal damage.

But the Sharkasaurus had enough. It shifted its weight, using its powerful legs to push up enough to get its small little flaps to press into the ground. The Sharkasaurus did a full military pushup, destabilizing the rampaging Mary and blasting the tree off its back to fall to the side. “W— aah!” Mary slipped as she tried to grab hold of it and dropped onto its side. She was quick to struggle to stand up and face the Sharkasaurus in case of an attack... but when she turned...

Its eyes were on her again. They glowed red—they turned into miniature stars before her very eyes, burning brightly with hatred, malice, and rage at her impudence. She shook in place. An assault of emotions suddenly struck her all at once. Despair. Loneliness. Regret. Guilt. Fear. Hate. Fear. Fear.

“P... please...” Her sword clattered to the ground as Mary dropped backward, her hand raising up as if to ward away the intense pressure bearing down on her. “Please, I... I-I didn’t...” She tried to crawl away. Images of her end filled her mind. This thing would stomp her until she was nothing. Bite her down and tear her open, limb from limb. She’d imagine the power of its rage would extend to her loved ones, all because of her. The blurred sight of her parents appeared before her. The Sharkasaurus took one look at them and reached down to bite their upper halves off—head, torso, and only leaving their hands. The leftover limbs dropped to the ground. A bloody puddle formed from their remains and it was all her fault. Her parents died because she thought she could be a Huntress. She made the mistake of thinking she was the strong one. But this...

Mary screamed as her hands reached up to her head. Meanwhile, the Sharkasaurus disregarded her to turn and stare at the other two. Iris was totally floored by Mary’s sudden reaction.

Whatever negativity Lucilla was feeling paled in comparison to what Mary was experiencing. But Lucilla didn’t have time to comfort the huntress. If Iris managed to survive, the gruffer Kali must be under that rubble as well. Kali’s Aura Blasts seemed to be the only things that did any damage. Lucilla would just have to stall until she got out. Building up bile, Lucilla began to spew more of her Miasma into the air to keep the Grimm at bay. Focusing Aura into her hand, she struck at the creature’s tendons and ran west attempting to lead it away from Mary.

The Sharkasaurus took the attack without so much as a jump or otherwise. Following up behind Lucilla, Iris was throwing more knives to try to bring the abomination's attention away from the fetal Mary and more towards them... which, even if she was missing all of her knife throws, seemed to be working still. "Grr... rrRRAAHH!" Suddenly, Kali's bat swings through the collected rubble! She swung it down to the ground, cracking the rocks beneath as she turned to face the monster with an enraged look.

"You..." Wasn't hard to see why. Unlike Iris and Mary, it looked like she took the brunt of the blast... times two. Her coat was completely gone, possibly either destroyed without a trace or left pinned under the rubble, and her zipped up top was completely burned off... along with the mini skirt she wore under it. It was here and now, in this battle, would everyone be made aware of the fact that Kali wore purple and black panties. The flash of a bit of purple underneath her ruined top showed she probably wore a matching bra.

Kali stomped forward up to Lucilla, stopping a few spaces away from her. "Vavanova," was her gruff call out as she extended a hand in Lucilla's direction. The only well-dressed woman there felt some sort of... budding feeling within her, much like something was pulling on her dress in a beckoning call. "Semblance. Reach out to it." She wasn't asking. As if to match its user's feelings, the tugging felt more insistent.

“Kali!” Lucilla said with surprise as she watched her rise from the rubble. Lucilla wasn’t sure what Kali was going to do. She was just glad to see the tenacious girl rise from the rubble, even if she was missing most of her clothes. It was then that she felt the tugging feeling. Was this Kali’s Semblance? Unsure of what it would do, Lucilla trusted her new found teammate and reached out to this strange sensation.

The moment Lucilla made "contact" with the sensation, a sudden rush of... energy, struck her from the point of bond. Intuitively, she came to understand what was happening in the time that passed as that energy... Kali's Aura, connected to hers. Every emotion Kali felt, she could sense. The hints of thoughts that weren't her own were on the edge of her consciousness. It, somehow, removed some sense of loneliness in her mind, as if she'd been inside a room all this time and someone was finally coming to join her...

It was weird. Even weirder, it... felt good.

Kali sighed. "Fuckin' hell, this is always weird..." Lucilla felt an annoyed embarrassment from the girl. Kali never liked using her Semblance, but she knew it was an effective weapon that couldn't be wasted. With it active, the two of them would be capable of assisting one another—they could spend their Aura for the other, use one another's skills, and communicate over long distances without needing to talk. It was nothing short of a powerful Semblance! But to Kali, the only catch was that it removed both of their privacies... it was a legitimate bond. Lucilla, once again, felt Kali stifling her thoughts on the matter as she aimed her finger at the Sharkasaurus. "If I'm getting low, I'm takin' your juice for this." White energy coalesced to the tip of her index finger... and it fired toward the great beast and sparked against its tough hide.

Of course it barely seemed fazed. Kali seemed to be frustrated.

But the efforts of the three girls to defeat the Sharkasaurus or otherwise draw it away from Mary had given the girl the time she needed to pick herself up. With a few sorrowful sniffles, and a look like she was just barely managing herself, Mary sprinted away from the Grimm as it was rearing itself back and slapping its foot against the ground. The storm above became more violent. A strike of lightning came ever so close, lighting from the back of the giant Grimm as it... well, it charged.

With two big, earth-shaking stomps, the Sharkasaurus quickly crossed the distance before it hopped up into the air, spun in a horizontal air roll, and the world froze... as Lucilla realized it was coming down on HER. "Huh." Iris was rather close to her, the blue-haired woman's head raised to regard the falling Grimm. "Well, sh—"

BOOM! CRAASH! It felt like someone just dropped an air carrier on her, and for all intents and purposes, Lucilla... shouldn't have survived this. But her Aura was barely able to prevent her from being crushed. It still hurt like HELL, and there was no way she was moving soon enough, but... she was alive. In her mind, she felt worry and incredulity from Kali. Did... Iris even survive this?

“What in the … “ was all Lucilla could say before the Grimm was on top of her. The world went black for a moment as the crushing pain seared through the huntress’s body. Her Aura was the only thing keeping her from being turned into a bloody stain on the ground. For some reason her frazzled brain started to remember one of her clients. He was a heavy set man that was easily three times Lucilla’s size. She could still remember barely being able to breathe as he lay on top of her. As then, all she could do is endure and hope the Grimm rolls of her like her client did.

She couldn't see anything from under there. All around her was dark... but she could just barely hear the sound of conflict. "... hit... out..!" Iris. It was hard to say what she sounded like, faded as the sound of her voice was... but it was followed by the loud grunt of a pissed off Kali. In this darkness, her bond with the rowdy student only felt more attuned. There was a level of desperation in her... combined with a feeling of that always present frustration, but it was muted by her understanding that Lucilla, herself, was okay. But she wasn't so sure she'd be fine for long if this thing didn't get off her...

ZZZ—TRAP! Rumble rumble... what was that? "... lightning?! Are you..." Kali. She was feeling... shock. More fear. But she was trying to fight against her emotions by focusing on her anger. "Now..!"

...

The darkness shifted with a rumble. Slowly, more pressure was pressed down on her Aura, but after bearing through the brunt of the shift in weight... light struck upon Lucilla's form as she felt the torrent-like rain and the stormy winds once again. "Up! He's up! Fat bastard..!" A tug on their connection called Lucilla to move. The area around her, since last she'd seen it, didn't look too different... but she could tell the storm was worse. Judging from the smoking pile of wood near Iris, the area was under a sort of lightning hazard too... but what was more important was that they were all still fine. Mary seemed to be completely out of sight though.

Lucilla took a deep breath as the giant shark like Grimm finally got off her. A sense of relief radiating off her, as well as a sense of desperation. She couldn’t withstand another attack like that. Not to mention the storm that's raging around them. If Kali and Lucilla were truly connected, then she would understand that they needed to end this battle now!

Transferring Aura to her legs, Lucilla tried to steady herself and attempted to attack one of the wounds her companions had already inflicted. “Ahhhhh!” She cried as she made a passionate attack.

Passionate or no, her attack was barely scratching the large Grimm. Despite how wounded it appeared, the Sharkasaurus was simply taking the damage without care as the rest of the team piled on. Iris had wisened up on her attack and pressed the assault by launching a volley of knives aimed toward the Sharkasaurus' eyes. Her blades had mostly connected on target, and it looked like the most effective amount of damage they've dealt to the giant so far... but that pulled its attention onto her. With a well-timed tilt of its head to have another volley plink off its hard head, the Sharkasaurus began to charge up its powerful laser in its maw, but its target had seen the attack coming beforehand and dived to the side, just as it blew past where she was standing and obliterated the house behind...

A ball of white Aura blew up against its jaw, forcing it to shake its mighty head in reaction and cease its laser as Kali pressed forward. "Shut the HELL up and DIE!" She raised her other "handgun" and dual wielded her blasters, firing a series of Aura blasts consecutively and burning out her Aura quickly as she sought to give it one final push, together with all three of the future Huntresses... to defeat this great threat. The Sharkasaurus simply stood as it was pelted. The sense of looming doom multiplied as it felt like nothing was happening. Would this... even be enough? Even if it looked hurt, even if it was beginning to stagger and pause at their onslaught—was this enough? That looming pressure. The negativity in the air. It settled down on their shoulders, pleading for them to stop. To abandon this foolish rebellion and run at the sight of the Grimm. To give up...

From behind the great giant's foot, a small patch of white hair was stalking forward, wobbly and shaking. The small human girl pressed her forehead tiredly against the Sharkasaurus' foot. She raised her blade high, her eyes clouded by her wet hair, and...

"JUST FUCKING DIE!" With all the strength she could muster, Mary brought the blade down into the softer part of the Sharkasaurus' foot. She repeated the process. Stab. Another stab. Its hide was too tough for anyone to reliably cut through, but in a violent frenzy, Mary would do nothing but try her hardest. She screamed like a woman dying and cut away as much as she could. The other three struck the Sharkasaurus just as fiercely.

...

They eventually tire themselves out.

"Haah... haah... is... it..?" Iris ran out of knives. She stared at the motionless Grimm with confusion, a similar reaction from Kali, who had since dropped to sit on the ground with her bat limply held in her lap. Mary was still behind the Sharkasaurus, her blade embedded just tip-deep into its foot, and... the battlefield fell still.

The rain lightened into a light drizzle. Cracks of light pierced through the clouds above.

... It was quiet.

Like Kali, Lucilla was on the ground, trying to catch her breath. She had thrown everything she had at the creature. Her lips were stained purple from all the Miasma she spewed onto the battlefield. Looking to the large Grimm, the huntress stood up and started to examine it. As the lightning crackled in the air. Lucilla paused in disbelief. “I … I think we did it” She said, unable to believe the four of them were able to defeat such a monstrosity.

"... No." Iris joined up with the two of them. Since she wasn't expending much aura, she was far less tired out than they were. "If we killed it, it'd be disappearing like all Grimm do. It's... it has to still be alive." That was the basic realization that anyone would come to. Grimm disintegrate when they die, full stop. If a Grimm were to linger around... then it'd have to be alive. But if this thing was still alive, why is it just... standing around? Why was the weather clearing up? Why was that pressure, that omnipresent sense of danger and doom... lightening?

Mary stumbled over to them. Quite literally, she collapsed onto her hands and knees, huffing and puffing as if she just ran a marathon with a tear-stricken face. "I... I-I tried, I..." She was confused. "D-did not we... succeed? It is dead... correct? I'm not— I mean, I don't... feel it." She righted herself into a sitting position. What she was referring to, they knew, was that strange bundle of negativity that resulted from the fight. The mind-bending tension. The fear and gloom. All gone.

"... Um. I-I am not quite sure... if this is relevant right now," Mary started after the silence became oppressive. "But I-I found this..?" She pulled out her... wrapped jacket? And unwrapped it. Bundled underneath the cloth was a red blade, sizzling with red hot heat and slightly smoking. It was pretty big—easily the size of the white-haired girl's arm—and it looked like it'd been broken off of something. "I've not a clue where it came from. When the... that thing stopped moving, this shard of sorts had dropped from above. I believe the rest of it is in the Grimm's back."

... The other two shared a look. "Um... so, what now?"

Lucilla couldn’t deny that it was strange that the creature hadn’t disappeared. It filled her with a sense of dread, as if the monster could just jump back up and devour them all. But as time passed her dread faded, along with the other negative emotions that had inflicted her during the battle. All of it was replaced by a cautious optimism.

When Mary showed them the red blade, Lucilla stared at it intently. She had never seen anything like it. ‘I wonder” Lucilla pondered as she turned to the Sharkasaurus. Scanning the monsters back she looked for the other part of the blade.
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Re: RWBY: Daylight Dies

Postby MiscChaos » Tue Jun 09, 2020 7:58 pm

It’s probably a bad sign that Emma feels a little jealous when Pinkie says they’ve not had much problem. She just got her shit pushed in, her pants ripped off, and saddled with the dumbest person she’s ever had the displeasure of meeting. Her time in the forest has been shit so far. She frowns when she mentions a blonde who’s not good at fighting. Reminds of her the dumbass she got slapped with pecs for. And he got Pinkie in trouble? They didn’t mention him helping get them out of it. She kinda hopes that’s just an oversight and she didn’t waste time helping someone so utterly unworth it. She starts feeling annoyed when Pinkie points out how bad it was that both of them were asleep. “Would you believe me if I said I was planning on it. I was beat to shit and Clueless here was untouched. I was planning on setting up shifts, but this fuck just fell asleep instantly. Since a wet paper towel could’ve taken me on and won after the chicken fucker, I decided we didn’t lose anything by me taking a nap too.”

She has to keep a tick from developing in her eye when Pinkie speaks next. That thing… that thing is called a Tickle Chicken? Really? Seriously? What the fuck about that did any kind of tickling at all!? Well, there was that one time it tried to tickle Clueless, but that was useless against someone that stupid. Maybe being a complete idiot has its advantages? But it also takes her off guard that the… Tickle Chicken… seriously, who named that fuck? But the Tickle Chicken is supposed to be vicious? “Yeah, it was fast and it kicked the shit out of me, but once I hit one time, it went down. Clueless hit it once and it turned an attack against itself one time, but I hit it in the face and turned its beak into confetti and sent that confetti into its brain.” She didn’t know that thing was supposed to be such a fierce competitor. Now the asskicking she got beforehand makes sense.

She’s absolutely not gonna say anything against staying here a bit longer when her thought process cuts out. That… that sounds like a big fucking Grimm. The pressure crushing down on her only reinforces her first thought: “Fuck that!” Fighting the Tickle Chicken almost took her out! Going up against something that exudes fear itself… well, every survival instinct she has says not to mess with that. And she has quite a few of those. She doesn’t even mind Clueless gripping her in terror. Shows Clueless has even half a brain about staying alive and that’s not something Emma’s gonna discourage. Pinkie might need to be called Brass Balls Pinkie for even going out to see what the fuck is making the noise. She desperately wants to stop them, but Pinkie’s gone before she can get the words out. As the minutes drag on and Pinkie doesn’t come back, her worry for her companion grows. An instant before she’s about to disengage from Clueless and go looking, because her survival instinct has nothing on her instinct to keep her friends alive, they come back looking shaken as fuck. They can’t even keep their legs under them, they’re so frightened. “I’m on board with that plan. C’mon, Mauve, time to get dressed. We need to leave.” She says, untangling herself from the faunus and pulling the bunny to her feet. She’s so serious right now, she even calls the girl by her name instead of by nickname. “Wherever it went, we’re going in the opposite direction. C’mon!” She says to the group once Clueless is dressed.
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Re: RWBY: Daylight Dies

Postby Blue56 » Thu Jun 11, 2020 2:07 am

Amelia awoke with a start, as one might do when they wake up full of wolf cock. The cave they were in was a distant observation by comparison as she had a mini panic attack while recalling what had happened to her. She worked to free herself, but even her smallest movements seemed to rouse the Alpha from its own slumber. Or it could have been her panicked breathing and muffled sobs, hard to tell really. Regardless, Amelia found herself pulled tightly against the Alpha, it's furry chest tickling her naked skin as it began to claim her once again. Her eyes pinched shut as she tried to endure the slow, powerful thrusts and ignore the feeling of the knot that had pumped her full of cum slapping against her entrance. It was bad enough that she had given herself to these beasts once, if she kept letting this happen, she would be stuck here forever! Well, letting it happen wasn't the right phrase perhaps, she was trying to escape, really, but Amelia had no hope of overpowering this monster without her shield.

Eventually, Amelia just stopped trying and started to conserve her energy. Once the beast wore itself out, she could escape, or so she thought but it's stamina seemed limitless. It felt like it went on for an eternity, and though she was determined to remain stoic, the thick cock pounding her pussy started to get to her. Her silence gave way to whimpers that eventually became moans, muffled by her closed lips as she tried to keep from making noise. Though she tried to stay still, her body began to shake and tremble as she was forced to feel pleasure once more. Amelia was going to lose herself again, there was no way she could endure this... And then she felt something she hadn't expected. Emptiness. The cock was suddenly removed from her pussy and she fell to the ground. It took her a moment to realize what had happened, but once she understood, she scrambled out of the way. Without her shield, she couldn't help even if she wanted to. She would just get in the way.

From her vantage point huddled in the corner, Amelia watches the ensuing fight. Caught off guard, the beast was clearly outmatched, but was just fast enough to escape. It was a shame, Amelia really didn't want the threat of that monster looming over her while she was in this forest, but she could hardly blame the woman who had come to her rescue. When the woman turns to speak to her, Amelia flinches but manages to reply, though her gaze is locked firmly on the ground in front of her. This person had found her completely naked and having sex with a monster! She must think Amelia is a worthless piece of garbage, though her words are surprisingly kind if not a bit awkward. "Th-thank you for saving m-me..." Amelia says first and foremost before peering up cautiously at the girl in front of her. "W-W-Would you be able to st-stay with m-m-me until I get my clothes and my sh-shield back...?" She asks, almost not daring to hope for such kindness from a stranger. What choice did have though? Wandering through the forest naked would only get her raped again for sure. Amelia's eyes scanned the cave around them, searching for any sign of her shield at least, if not her underwear as well. If this girl was going to stay with her, she would rest but if not well... She would have to recover her energy regardless, whether she was safe or not.
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Re: RWBY: Daylight Dies

Postby mrblah » Sun Jul 12, 2020 11:13 pm

Hunter:
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The red-haired Huntsman lowered his head slightly, in response to Hunter’s request for help, and praise for his combat ability “Hmph. Such a task is child’s play for THE Undying Phoenix...” he replies, just before his and Jaun’s scrolls went off. Phoenix lifted his between two fingers, while Jaun scrambled to pick his own up, accidentally dropping it on the floor three times before finally managing to listen to it.

"... is Professor Briar. I repeat, this is Professor Briar. This is a notice of two high-value targets in the area, both worth 100 points. These shark-like Grimm are highly dangerous and special, so it is advised that several Hunters take on the threat together. If you'd like to participate in the battle, the last known location of the Sharkasaurus was in the village, and the last one was seen on its way..."

Phoenix stuffs his back into his pocket, while Jaun cocked his head, listening to the message a second time. With the interruption out of the way, Phoenix answered Hunter’s question “I eradicated the Lupus he was running from… then he started following me around...” he explains, slowly, as he flips his bangs with the back of his hand. Meanwhile, Jaun had put away his scroll, and was now actively trying to stare at Hunter’s naked body, but was attempting to hide the fact that he was doing so by looking away each time Hunter looked his way.

Phoenix leaps onto one of the cave’s walls, and runs along it, calling back “I’ll be back… in a flash.” before leaping out of the cave and onto a nearby tree, leaping from tree to tree like a ninja as he leaves in search of Hunter’s lost gear.

Emma:
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”M-Mauve? Who’s, who’s…” The bunny looked, as her nickname described her, utterly clueless as she was pulled up. She was reluctant to even move from her spot, clinging onto Emma like a burn victim saved from a fire, her fearful eyes wide with primal terror. “I-I didn’t like that…” She was practically going to tear up! But just before Emma would have to deal with a crying bunny faunus, Roux pulled up from behind and laid two gentle hands on the girl’s shoulder. “Now now, uh… Mauve? We’re gonna leave that thing you don’t like, okay? We’re gonna get faaar away from it, so you don’t have to worry! You just gotta put your clothes on for now, okay?” Whether because she was confused by the sudden appearance or actually pacified, Roux was able to tear Mauve away and guide her over to her clothes. The pink-haired trainee would step back to let the girl finish her changing after.

Surprisingly, Mauve didn’t take long. She stepped back over to the waiting two, her head downcast with a somber look as she played with the zipper of her hoodie absently. Her odd behavior got a questioning look from Roux to Emma, but pinkie wouldn’t bother asking with more pressing concerns at hand. “Well, uh… away we go! Maybe we can find some weaker Grimm on the way and chase them down instead of the big scary weird Grimm. Did I tell you that it was big and scary, Em? ‘Cause it was.” The three trainees then turned south and started for it, intending on putting as much distance as they could between them and the monstrosity that passed them. The walk was relatively uneventful. Mauve kept shooting nervous glances behind them, obviously still concerned by what she’d felt and Roux was keeping up a light-hearted conversation to keep the mood relaxed. They wouldn’t get far before something stopped them.

Bzzz! Bzzz! That something being an alarm from their Scrolls.

When Emma popped hers open, she'd see... a message? An announcement of sorts, playing out and repeating for all test takers on field: "... is Professor Briar. I repeat, this is Professor Briar. This is a notice of two high-value targets in the area, both worth 100 points. These shark-like Grimm are highly dangerous and special, so it is advised that several Hunters take on the threat together. If you'd like to participate in the battle, the last known location of the Sharkasaurus was in the village, and the last one was seen on its way..."

The message repeats. Roux stared at their Scroll with a beduffled expression, their hand raising up to scratch their mane of pink hair as a nervous chuckle came from them. “Ehehe… that’s uh, a really big reward, huh?” Pink eyes raised up to Emma in question. “... By uh, by any chance, you think someone might jump for that..?” Prisoner’s Dilemma. 200 points up for grabs and you can have as many bodies on field as you want to take out the threats? Sounds like a huge boost in the rankings for those who go and succeed… but if no one shows up, you’re in the vicinity of two powerful Grimm. Even just dropping it meant that anyone who DID go would get 200 points, and who knew how many that would be?

A little bit of conversing would lead to one plan formed by Emma; scout out the area to see if there’s a lot of people tackling the challenge, and if so, jump in to give a hand. If there’s no one there they can always beat a quick retreat. Roux offered an assessment that the so-called Sharkasaurus that passed by was pretty slow and didn’t seem too clever. If they were quick, quiet, and stayed out of sight, it shouldn’t be hard to escape from it, theoretically. All the while with this planning, the ever innocent bunny faunus was staring at flowers and had no idea what they were talking about.

She would get it later when they were mid-journey back. Yet, despite the uncomfortable look on her face and unhappy murmuring, the bunny would stay with her two companions through the journey. Eventually, they ended up at the edge of the village. The air was a bit heavy, and the clouds above were gray, yet clearing up. Rays of light shone down on the ruins—the walls, the buildings, the assorted junk everywhere… like a historical showcase of what villages outside the walls look like after a Grimm attack. Roux whistled at the sight. “Well… you know, this might explain those wooden people dolls you’d see all around the woods. Maybe these guys built them?”

It was an inconsequential comment. That said, the three passed through the dirt streets, walking past broken buildings, tall trees, and an overgrowth of fauna. The road was especially muddy for even just a normal thunderstorm. Walking through it felt like going through sludge… which, was obviously weird, but no one could come up with a good explanation for it.

Their trek through the village stopped once they caught sight of something bizarre. It was Lucilla! With three others Emma could scarcely remember seeing during initiation. One, a blue-haired girl with an overly smug expression. Her clothes were pretty roughed up. She held an assortment of knives to her person with a coat tied around her waist, and her top was covered in various cuts to the point where she was practically wearing rags and ribbons rather than a shirt. The other, a white and black-haired girl with a hat was stomping on the body of a large Grimm and laughing victoriously. She probably took the worst of whatever the hell happened, since she was down to a raggedy top that barely covered her bra (but failed with her midriff) and a pair of black and purple striped panties.

Then, the last one was a white-haired girl who was hugging Lucilla in their celebration. Like the other three, her clothes were fairly damaged. The remnants of red were seen on her shoulders, but her black top that was exposed to the world had a huge missing section on her right side, showing pale skin to the world. She was covered in burns and scrapes, too… but that’s par for the course in a big battle. The only one who wasn’t nearly flashing anyone was Lucilla, who still looked hurt.

Then again, if that massive shark-themed Grimm to the side of them was of any account, the fact that Lucilla was relatively fine was surprising.

“Is— that’s the… the Sharkasaurus!” Roux was surprised. “You mean they already beat it? How did… wait, why is it still there?” Grimm were meant to disintegrate on kill; everyone knew that. Every Grimm that has ever been slain has simply disappeared like dust. For there to be something that left behind a corpse is unheard of. Impossible… but that was the last thing they’d need to be worried about.

A pressure settled over the field. Heavy, like the weight of gloom. It pushed them down in command, rattling the bunny faunus and causing her to immediately latch onto Emma again as something… something was approaching them. The other three down with the Sharkasaurus would finally break their one friend out of her moment. Together, they would all come to know of the true threat on field.

A Grimm that looked like a hybrid of a shark and a scorpion, large as a two-story house with the gaze of a pure malice, was making a beeline down the street were those four were. Still, they wouldn’t move as if caught in its grips already, their eyes frozen on the creature as death came swooping in on its many, many legs…

Roux wouldn’t waste any time in jumping off the ground, their feet lifting higher and higher as they stared at the incoming threat and began to glide over at surprisingly impressive speeds. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! GET MOVING!” Their shout drew the four’s attention, but they still looked… dazed, or paralyzed. Roux charged an Aura Blast in their hand and flew to the side, trying to distract the Grimm with a mock assault to give the group a moment to recover and run. They took it immediately. As they were sprinting toward Emma and Mauve, the supposedly dead Sharkasaurus behind them… was beginning to stir. It wasn’t dead. It was pulling itself upward like it’d just woken up from a nap, its head shaking to both sides in a light daze. The two massive Grimm watched the party, their visage much like the grim depictions of death itself with their glowing, malicious eyes. This… wasn’t going to be as simple as believed.

“T… talk when we’re safe, get in a house for now—” The blue-haired girl was quick to mumble something mid-action, before she rushed into one of the nearby buildings. With no objection, the group followed, Roux included.

Amelia:
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The nameless trainee grinned, flashing Amelia a thumbs up. "Sure! You really could use a hand... and some clothes, couldn't ya?" she replies, before adding just as enthusiastically “I’da been a bit of a bitch to just leave ya with no weapon, no clothes, all alone, in a dark cave, wouldn’t I?” as she began slowly walking around the cave in search of Amelia’s lost equipment. While neither one of them finds nothing, the girl continues talking “Ya know, on the way here, I saw a HUGE Grimm spider thing! It really is no surprise to find no other students takin’ the test in this part of the forest, ya know? That spider looked PISSED, too!” she says, as she concludes her search and moves to peer outside the cave. “So, naked chick, how we do? And speakin’ of naked chick, ya gotta name? I’m Esmerelda!” she asks, looking her up and down again as she adds “By the way, how’d ya get in sucha way? Ya know, naked and stuffed fulla Grimm dong.” she says, just as carefree as before, as if she was just asking her what time it was. Just then, Esmerelda’s Scroll begins buzzing, prompting her to answer it.

"... is Professor Briar. I repeat, this is Professor Briar. This is a notice of two high-value targets in the area, both worth 100 points. These shark-like Grimm are highly dangerous and special, so it is advised that several Hunters take on the threat together. If you'd like to participate in the battle, the last known location of the Sharkasaurus was in the village, and the last one was seen on its way..."

Esmerelda considers this for a moment, as she puts her scroll away, then turns to Amelia, once again scanning her naked body “Does this mean that the Spider boi isn’t as strong as those shark things?” she says, confusion evident on her face, noting the fact that the Nope wasn’t mentioned.

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Lucilla's search proved fruitless. There was no such piece in sight, leaving the team with just the sole shard in possession... just what story could've been behind it, and how long had it been there?

"We should get a move on," Iris spoke up in that same tone they all must've shared. It was one intimately aware of the terror that still laid motionlessly near them, a corpse... of a Grimm. "I don't know what this thing's deal is, but I gotta say this is just part of the test. There's no way the academy would let this... thing, run rampant around here. It must be a robot—" A snort from Kali interrupted Iris. "Really? You think they'd make THIS convincing of a fake? Get real, blue hair. There's no way anyone could make a robot with control of the weather, too." Before Kali and Iris’ budding argument could blossom, a noise alerted the group of four.

Bzzz! Bzzz!

... It must’ve been coming from their Scrolls. When Lucilla popped hers open, she'd see... a message? An announcement of sorts, playing out and repeating for all test takers on field: "... is Professor Briar. I repeat, this is Professor Briar. This is a notice of two high-value targets in the area, both worth 100 points. These shark-like Grimm are highly dangerous and special, so it is advised that several Hunters take on the threat together. If you'd like to participate in the battle, the last known location of the Sharkasaurus was in the village, and the last one was seen on its way..." The message repeats. All four girls stared incredulously at the screen, wordless at the implications of their actions... but Iris would be the first to break the silence.

"Told ya." Her lips split in a large grin.

"GOODNESS, WE KILLED A POWERFUL GRIMM!" And just like that, the cheers of victory started. Mary jumped up with joy, hugging the shard to her as she smiled at her companions and shouted so merrily. "Truly, our adversary was most strong but I did not believe it was so valuable!! My friends, we must make a tremendous team to take such a threat on and win!" Unable to contain herself, the white-haired trainee rushed over to assault Lucilla with a hug! She babbled something quickly, her words sounding like some kind of flower-y speech as Kali laughed and swung her bat around in the background. At the very least, Iris was a little more moderate with her celebration. The knife-wielder simply crossed her arms with a cocky shake of her head.

"If it was really that big a deal and THAT weak? We should be set on points for acing this test. Really, we could probably set up somewhere to rest and come out to go find the other if we wanted to, or we could take it easy. 100 points this early in the game has got to be a record." As she was speaking, Kali had since moved over to kick and stomp on the Sharkasaurus, laughing mockingly as she did. "Shoulda just died nice and easy, ya fuckin' waste! But you just had to go and tear the fits, huh? Ya think this coat was CHEAP?! Yeah, NOW who's paying for it, huh?!" ... A twitch. An ominous pressure began to settle on everyone but Kali. "Ain't tryna be some blonde fuckin' bimbo flashing everyone around, bitch! I've got sense, huh? You think this wasn't gonna fuckin' hurt, huh?!"

"K-Kali, uh..." Iris tried to call the girl's attention.

"You God! Fuckin'! Forsaken! Piece of! Fuckin'—"

"Kali—!" Too late.

An overpowering dread floored the four like a wave of honest pressure. The clouds above rumbled, lightning crackling through them more fiercely than before as something... somewhere, was coming. It sounded like a hundred skittering insects. With a simple look up, they'd see an even more horrific sight than the Sharkasaurus itself. A Grimm that looked like a hybrid of a shark and a scorpion, large as a two-story house and staring right at them as it skittered with all its legs in their direction.

... Didn't the announcement also message a second high-value target—

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! GET MOVING!” A simple turn in the direction of the voice showed three people standing at the other end of the street… and Lucilla recognized two of them. It was Emma and Roux! With…that one bunny faunus she saw get trampled when they arrived to Ixion. She was shaking like a leaf in the wind, her eyes staring up at the Grimm with understandable terror as she gripped onto Emma. Who also was wearing her jacket around her waist? “Don’t just stand there! RUN!” Roux called out. The pink-haired student was flying over to them, Gambanteinn in hand and a ball of Aura in the other as their flight carried them over the four girls’ heads and to the side, firing two Aura Blasts to distract the Grimm. It at least got it to look in the flying trainee’s direction, pausing to consider them… then shifting to try to get closer to them.

“Let’s go,” Kali growled, reaching over to grab Mary’s hand and pull her back. “Let’s GO!” With those sentiments shared, the four turned to rush over and regroup with Emma and the shaking bunny faunus. A glance behind herself revealed Roux flying over to them, too, with the shark-scorpion abomination turning to skitter after them, and…

The Sharkasaurus was getting up. It wasn’t dead. It was pulling itself upward like it’d just woken up from a nap, its head rolling to the side in a light daze. The two massive Grimm watched the party, their visage much like the grim depictions of death itself with their glowing, malicious eyes. This… wasn’t going to be as simple as believed.

“T… talk when we’re safe, get in a house for now—” Iris rushed into one of the nearby buildings. With no objection, the group followed. Roux included.
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Re: RWBY: Daylight Dies

Postby Mark3000 » Wed Jul 15, 2020 11:11 pm

Lucilla let out a disappointing sigh as she couldn't find anything else stuck in the Grimm's large body. Still, the fact that the large monster hadn't disappeared yet like defeated Grimm are wont to do. Jumping down, she regrouped the other girls she she had fought with. Still a little hurt from the fight, she was content to let her new companions speculate about the Grimm's strange nature. It wasn't long until Lucilla heard her Scroll ring with a message from Professor Briar.

While speechless, a large grin appeared on Lucilla's face. Seeing Mary rush her for a hug, Lucilla, she met her halfway and returned her embrace enthusiastically. " It was never in dobut. We had that thing dead to rights!" Lucilla said with a confident smirk, almost forgetting the absolute hell they went through fighting it. It seemed like Kali had as she went over to kick the Sharkasaurus' fallen body. Lucilla wasn't quick to join the beating, not out of respect but because of something else.

She felt the sinister pressure weighing down on her chest as the clouds above rumbled. It was a similar sensation to when they fought the Sharkasaurus. It didn't take long to see why. The unholy cross between a shark and a scorpion appeared from the bush. As large and overbearing as the first creature they fought. Lucilla was about to tell everyone to run but it looked like someone had beaten her to the punch. Looking to the voice, the dark-skinned huntress saw a pair of familiar faces. "Emma! Roux!" Lucilla shouted to get their attention before making a run for it. But as she ran, she noticed the Sharkasaurus they had thought defeated was still very much alive. Now joined by it's shark/scorpion brethren, Lucilla and her group had little recourse but to rush into one of the buildings. Once safe, Lucilla lit out an exasperated sigh and looked to the group. "So what now?"
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Re: RWBY: Daylight Dies

Postby Blue56 » Thu Jul 16, 2020 12:51 am

Hearing this girl say she would stay and help her, Amelia felt like she would break down and cry from relief. She manages to keep it together, feeling that if she got anymore pathetic, this person would ditch her for sure, and smiles despite the situation, though Esmeralda was unlikely to see it since Amelia still hadn't worked up the nerve to look up at her. "Th-th-thank you... S-so much.." She utters, feeling pathetically grateful to be shown even a modicum of compassion after her ideal. While her new companion scans the cave for her belongings, Amelia does the same, grateful for the excuse to keep her gaze turned downwards. Her heart sinks as they find nothing, the wolves must have left her stuff where they had fought out in the forest. With a small sob, Amelia sinks to her knees, feeling completely crushed and left with no way to escape these feelings without her shield.

Hearing Esmeralda introduce herself, Amelia looks up only to find herself blushing furiously and feeling ashamed of herself upon being referred to as naked girl and reminded of the situation Esmeralda had caught her in. "A-amelia... Th-thank you... Es...meralda." She utters, just barely loud enough to be heard. She didn't even feel worthy of giving her name to someone as strong as her. When asked about how she ended up like this, Amelia visibly cringes and quivers at the memory. "L-landed in a spider web... H-had to d-d-ditch my cl-clothes to escape... Sp-sp-spider chased me... B-but I g-got away..." She begins, on the verge of tears as she recalled how she ended up in this situation. "W-wolves surrounded m-me... K-k-killed some... M-messed up and l-l-lost to the r-rest...." Amelia finishes, unable and unwilling to say the rest, and Esmeralda could surely piece it together from there.

Hearing the message from Professor Briar along with something Esmeralda had said earlier, something clicked in Amelia's mind. Points? Test? So she hadn't been launched out of a cannon for failing her written exam and this was just another test? She felt relieved, but only for a brief moment before realizing she had obviously ruined her second chance by ending up like this. Still, she couldn't just give up now! She had to get her shield back and do everything she could! The thought of a monster more terrifying than that spider Grimm horrified Amelia, but perhaps if she and Esmeralda could defeat enough smaller Grimm, they would be okay. "Ummm... My st-stuff must be back wh-where I fought the G-grimm... C-can I r-rest and r-recover my aura and then g-go get it? M-maybe th-then we can st-still get to the b-b-big Grimm..." Amelia proposes, though secretly she hopes that the dangerous Grimm will be dead before they have to fight it. She doesn't even know where this village is, though Esmeralda might. If Esmeralda agrees to let her rest, Amelia huddles up to get as comfortable as she can and take a quick nap, covering her breasts and crotch as much as she can upon noticing that she's drawing Esmeralda's gaze.
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Re: RWBY: Daylight Dies

Postby MiscChaos » Thu Jul 16, 2020 1:34 am

Emma manages to mostly ignore Clueless managing to forget her own goddamn name and instead forces on how terrified the faunus seems to be. She’s not even a mother, dammit! Where are these motherly instincts coming from!? Cause all she wants to really do is wrap Clueless in a hug and tell her it’ll be alright, but they really need to go. Thankfully Pinkie does much the same thing before she embarrasses herself. When the bunny manages to dress herself, only to look downcast, Emma sighs, walks over, and puts her hand on Clueless’s head. Maybe she’ll draw comfort from the physical touch? That’s how she’s found most kids react to it. ...and suddenly she knows just where she picked up these habits from. She raised a lot of kids who were thrown out on the streets, bringing them up and turning them into warriors in her army, support staff to keep shit moving, scouts to keep the pulse of the town, or, in very few cases, honey traps to lure in the wealthy. Those ones had to bring up the matter themselves since she wasn’t in the habit of turning her kids into prostitutes. But she’s sidetracking. She finds herself agreeing with Pinkie to find easier Grimm to cut their teeth on before being interrupted by the Scroll.

...and of course the message she gets ruins all her plans. With 200 points, they can probably lie low and focus more on finding the end game of this little scavenger hunt than having to take on Grimm. Hell, with 100 points they might be able to pull that off. She’s not looking to excel after all. Excelling is a great way to overextend and get your people killing. She’s just looking to pass and bring Pinkie and Clueless along for the ride. Lulu too if they can find her, but until then she has to assume Lulu’s doing just fine on her own. She keeps her conversation with Pinkie quiet, not wanting to alarm Clueless about heading for the thing that terrifies her. She feels a little bit bad about it, to be honest, but she’ll figure out a way to make up for it. Clueless is pretty simple, so it shouldn’t be too hard. “Just remember, we ain’t in this to be glory hogs. If we can nail 100 points, but 200 will get someone killed, we back off and be thankful. If we can’t even get 100, that’s fine too. We can just kill lesser Grimm until we make it. No need to stick our neck out too far.” She emphasizes to Pinkie. She’ll need to keep an eye on Clueless so she knows the best time to retreat if necessary since Clueless clearly isn’t the best judge of her own health. Emma found her floating in a river after all.

As they travel, Emma notices how unhappy Clueless looks about where they’re headed and once again puts her hand on the faunus’ head. There’s nothing keeping the girl from cutting and running after all, so keeping her somewhat invested in her would be a good idea. Besides that, she still feels a little bad about essentially lying to the girl even if she didn’t tell the lie. That was Pinkie when they promised to go the opposite direction. She really doesn’t give a shit about the wooden dolls they pass by since they mean less than nothing to her. She was more concerned about the mud as thick as she is. What the fuck could have caused so much downpour!? This much water should have just washed away the dirt and made standing water! Still, it doesn’t really matter too much when she catches sight of Lulu. The other 3 don’t matter much compared to seeing one of the only friends she’s made in this place. But even that pales to the Sharkasaurus on the floor. She finds herself asking the same question Pinkie does: Why is it still here? When she snapped the Tickle Chicken’s beak, it disappeared almost immediately. What’s this still doing hanging around?

Huh. So this is what it would have been like feeling the Sharkasaurus’ Aura real close. From a distance already made her feel like tangoing with the beast was a terrible idea, but from up close and personal, it really seals in what a boneheaded move it is. But it isn’t the Sharkasaurus making it. It’s… some sort of unholy Shark/Scorpion nightmare! While Pinkie has the thing distracted, Emma takes the moment to grab Clueless and run. Doesn’t matter where, just so long as there’s some distance from the two abominations that have them in their sights. Yes, two, because OF COURSE the Sharkasaurus wasn’t dead, only pretending! While she has doubts as to how safe that house is looking at all the collapsed and broken houses nearby, it’s better than nothing.

“OK, I’mma need to know everything you know about the Sharkasaurus right now. Cause with how beat to hell ya’ll are, we’re gonna need every bit of info to win or get away.” Emma opens up with as soon as all of them are in the house. “Also a plan would be nice. Trying to tackle both of those fucks at once that’d only end with all of us going down. Getting 100 points and getting the hell out is a lot better than getting no points because we got greedy. We can re-evaluate if more people show up since everyone should have gotten that message.”
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Re: RWBY: Daylight Dies

Postby cliffracer » Thu Jul 16, 2020 2:12 am

Hunter grins. God, this dude's coolguy act is rich. With a bit of coordination she and him could really make some impressions, she's got NO problem doing cool poses. And hey, looks like he's totally cool with getting her shit, that's good. Well, shit, their scrolls are going off at the same time. That means hers'd be buzzing too... what a bother. At least she can listen in. Oh come on, there's a huge grimm to kick the shit out of and she doesn't even have her shit?! Now THAT is getting under Hunter's skin, but she keeps from taking out her frustration on Dweeb di Mustachio for the time being. "Got it. Dweeb got ass saved, now is using you like a meatshield. Gooot it." She sighs, then Phoenix kicks back up in to action. Looks like he's heading out. Probably no need to tell him she's staying put.

She does give Juan the goddamn death glare for the way he's trying to hide that he's looking at her. She grabs him by the scruff of the collar and drags him to where the cave starts being dim instead of plain dark, so moron wouldn't get the bright idea to use his Scroll as a flashlight and make their position REALLY obvious. "I'm in a better mood so you're not getting your block knocked off, Clueless, but if you keep trying to be sneaky I AM using you as a backup weapon. Take a picture or something, it'll last longer. You MIGHT get a chance if you don't pussy out if any Grimm find us." He's really not getting a chance, but there's gotta be some way to make this dude not seem like such a loser, right?
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Re: RWBY: Daylight Dies

Postby mrblah » Wed Jul 29, 2020 9:16 am

Hunter:
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"S-si! Lo entiendo! Lo entiendo!" The cowardly trainee responded... probably favorably? Though his eyes would very obviously drift down with how close Hunter pulled him to her. He didn’t struggle in her grip, and as instructed, he pulled out his Scroll, fumbled with it for a moment, then started taking pictures of Hunter’s naked body with it. When he was finished snapping pictures, he returned to staring at Hunter’s naked body, this time openly, since Hunter specifically told him not to try to be sneaky.

After some time of this, Juan had settled down and finally looked away as if he'd had his fill, though Hunter could see a steadily more intense expression forming on his face as he stared at the ground. His face tightened up more and more, as if he were constipated, before he finally seemed to have a 'Eureka!' moment and the blonde jumped up with a wide smile. He looked to Hunter, openly ogled her again, before turning to the cave entrance and miming something. "A-ah... si! Me... me go..." He go..?

Juan nodded as if Hunter got what he was saying and quickly ran out of the cave faster than she could react, leaving her alone, in the buff, but thankfully not cold due to the time of the year. Not before long, though, the sound of huffing and puffing, growling, and running... announced the return of a panicked looking Juan with a charging Boarbatusk after him. "A-ay!!" His clothes looked a bit roughed up and the Boarbatusk looked sufficiently irate enough for Hunter to put two and two together, but she wouldn't have the time to question his intelligence much further before he'd turn around, an eye spinning from her crotch to the Grimm with fierce intent. Juan planted his feet and raised his sword, his hand pulling out another sheet of metal and clicking a small trigger to start expanding the sheet into a shield. The Boarbatusk set off from him, a deep growl coming from within it... and...

Then he accidentally drops the shield on his foot as it unfolds from the sheet of metal, causing him to cry out and hop up and down in pain, barely managing to hold his sword as he does so. He attempts to bend over to grab the shield, but the Boarbatusk charges at him before he can grab it, forcing him to use the sword to perry the strike, turning aside the boar’s charge, preventing it from ramming into himself and Hunter. The Boarbatusk continues its charge for a moment, before managing to slow down, then turns and begins to charge again, roaring as it does so. Juan jumps and shivers in fear, all his previous bravado gone like the wind, but stumbles in front of Hunter anyway, placing himself (intentionally or unintentionally) between the Boarbatusk and Hunter before using the sword to block the attack due to mistiming his parry. The attack slams into the sword, the force of the hit knocking him back into Hunter, slamming both of them backwards, Hunter’s back slamming into the cave wall, while Juan tumbles and rolls backwards, before stumbling back onto his feet, crying out something in spanish.

Just as Juan was back onto his feet, the Boarbatusk leaps into the air, aiming a powerful descending charge at Juan and Hunter. Juan stumbles forward, stepping on his shield, causing it to bounce up in front of him. He quickly snatches it, looking at it on his arm with a confused look, but the Boarbatusk slams into the shield with a massive crashing sound, the shield denting inward, barely able to prevent the hit from striking Juan and Hunter. The Boarbatusk shakes its head and takes several steps backwards, preparing to charge again. Juan, stumbles forward, raising his shield to attempt to block the next attack, but just as the Boarbatusk begins its next charge, Juan trips and falls to the ground, his sword standing up, causing the Boarbatusk to slide its underside along the blade as it charges, the creature falling to the ground just before it reaches Hunter, and dissipating, its stomach having been cut wide open by Juan’s sword. Juan shakes his head, then sits up, looking around, commenting “Que?” and his eyes turned to see the dissipating remains of the Grimm…

“O-oye! Lo hice! Lo hice!” The blonde cheered with a grin, his hand pointing out to the disappearing Grimm as he looked to Hunter for approval. Naturally, this meant he took a few more glances at her crotch.

Amelia:
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"Oh, sure sure!" Esmeralda answered with an enthusiastic nod, "I guess ya need all the rest you can get right now, huh?" she said, as she looked Amelia’s body up and down once more, before moving to sit on a large rock, to sit guard while Amelia sleeps.

When Amelia closes her eyes, she’s suddenly back in the woods, surrounded by the strange wooden figures and the tall trees, which blocked the sun and cloaked the area in shadows. As she was standing there, she suddenly hears a loud skittering sound. Looking above her, Amelia spots the massive black and white spider-like body of The Nope. While there’s nothing unique to pinpoint about its appearance, Amelia is hit by an overwhelming feeling of recognition, as if it was undeniable that this was the Nope whose web she had been caught in.

Before Amelia could attempt to run, she’s suddenly hit by one of the creature’s legs, the blow so powerful that it slams her through a nearby tree, causing it to collapse to the side, wood chips spraying in every direction and she’s ragdolled across the ground. The creature then leaps down onto the ground, one of its legs slamming down against her shoulder, pinning her to the ground. The Nope lowers its face toward Amelia’s, its mandibles opening and allowing its long, slimy tongue to slip out, dripping disgusting-smelling drool onto Amelia’s head and body, before forcing its way into her mouth and down her throat.

As the tongue thrusts its way in and out of her throat, the saliva sliding down the tongue and into Amelia’s mouth, the creature presses its leg down on Amelia’s shoulder, causing pain to shoot through it and into her body, the pressure causing the bone to strain until Amelia can feel her shoulder break, with a cracking and snapping sound. Soon, the creature moves a second leg to Amelia’s crotch and begins running the smooth inner side against her slit, while continuing to thrust its tongue repeatedly in Amelia’s throat, the saliva that pours into her mouth starting to overflow out and run down her chin, and into her throat, each little bit she’s forced to ingest causing her body to feel more sensitive. Finally, the tongue twitches in Amelia’s mouth, and releases a large amount of black liquid into Amelia’s mouth, overflowing out while the rest leaks into her throat, the black liquid seeming to act as a much stronger version of the saliva from before, causing Amelia’s body to feel several times more sensitive, as the creature grinds its leg against her slit.

The creature retracts its tongue from Amelia’s throat, then lowers its head towards her, using its mandibles to grab Amelia’s mid-section, the points sinking into her skin and drawing blood as she’s lifted. The creature’s tongue, this time, slips between Amelia’s thighs and rubs against her slit, before then inserting itself into her pussy, its large size stretching her painfully, after which it begins thrusting in and out of her rapidly, her increased sensitivity causing each thrust to feel incredible as it reaches her deepest depths each time, saliva flooding her pussy and leaking down her thighs. After what feels like an eternity of thrusting, the tongue releases a large amount of black liquid into Amelia’s pussy, overflowing out and running down her thighs, mixing with the saliva.

The creature drops Amelia to the ground, after which it wraps its tongue around her, squeezing Amelia’s arms to her side as it climbs up her body, wrapping around her breasts and squeezing them as it begins rubbing against her skin and nipples rapidly. Meanwhile, the tongue lifts her off the ground, while the Spider presses its huge spider-cock, beneath its abdomen, against Amelia’s slit. Gradually, it begins to press against her pussy, inserting its much-too-large cock into her while continuing to squeeze and rub its tongue against her breasts, made extremely sensitive by the saliva and black liquid forced into her stomach.

Finally, the creature fully inserts its spider-cock into Amelia’s much-too-small pussy, stretching it painfully to the limit, making her feel like she’s being slit in half from its sheer size, as it begins thrusting in and out of her surprisingly gently, her increased sensitivity causing it to feel more pleasurable than painful. The creature gropes her breasts with its tendril-like tongue for what seems like hours, as it continues to fuck her, and during that time, its tongue continues to coat her skin in saliva and strange black liquid, from releasing it numerous times, seemingly every few minutes. Finally, the creature’s thrusts slow even further, and it begins releasing massive amounts of cum into Amelia’s pussy, as even more black liquid is fired onto her breasts and face by the creature’s tongue. The Nope’s tsunami of cum overflows out of Amelia’s pussy, however the creature uses its tongue to turn her upside down during the process, causing all of the black cum released from its throbbing spider-cock and into her to overflow out of her pussy and down her body, into her hair, making her a cum-soaked mess from head to toe.

The moment the Nope finishes cumming, Amelia awakes, once again inside the Cave, with Esmerelda watching over her, as requested.

Emma:
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The party of seven, now "safe" in a dilapidated house, took the time to gather their bearings and check out the place for any signs of further danger or weakness. Everything was pretty much open to suspicion. The walls had holes and tears and the wooden support beams had since fallen to the might of termites, but at least for now... it was better than outside. Those enormous monsters had no line of sight from them.

Emma would be the first to break the silence with her question, prompting the others to turn their attention to her. "... Well, it'd be a long story." The blue-haired girl was the first to respond. Black and white hat was turning to go sit down on a moldy and rotten chair without care for its state, and the obviously privileged white hair was just now realizing all of their states of dress with a quickly flushing face despite the situation. Lucilla made some interesting friends… though, maybe she did too. Mauve had latched onto Emma at some point and she was burying her face into the taller girl’s arm, with Roux patting the girl on her back. "To make it short, that... shark rex bastard, throws around lasers from its mouth the size of three people that both hurts like hell and burns your clothes, manipulates the weather using rules we still don't really know yet, and has some sort of... Despair field around it when you get too close. It's unlike any Grimm I've ever heard of." It sounded ridiculous, nearly. But the look on the girl's face was about as comedic as a graveyard. "I-I can... attest, to the despair field," White Hair spoke up. "It's... e-effective. Very much so, I'm afraid..."

"Moreover, the damn thing can hit like a truck, even if it's about as slow as a running snail. It's tough, but Aura seems to be pretty good against it, so you should generally resort to Aura skills and range to hurt it. We used the trees around here last time to try to pin it down and bash on it, so that should work again... but we also thought we killed it last time," Blue finished. "Look how that turned out."

… A moment’s worth of silence reigned in the house.

"So... to sum it up, you guys just got the worst luck ever?" Roux chimed in with a forced chuckle to light up the mood. "I gotta say, CiCi. If this is the kind of fortune that follows you around, I think I gotta ask more for me in our friendship, here! I'm getting the short end of the staff." An oddly aggressive 'HA!' came from the girl on the rotten chair. "All seriousness though, if you guys beat it the first time with trees... it kind of sounds like it might be the easier of the two? I mean, that scorpion one was way faster. Still pretty slow, but I don't think trees would cut it for that guy." Blue chimed in. "That so? Then... it sounds like it'd just be better to pull it away from the Sharkasaurus so we can beat it back down first, then we could... I don't know. Figure something out." A very supportive 'Figure somethin' out, she says!' came from the girl on the rotten chair. Blue bristled, then snapped a glare at her.

"Sorry, were you the one coming up with the smart plan to make sure we DON'T die in this test? Must've missed your suggestion, Kali. Please share your wisdom with the class." The newly named 'Kali' just smirked with a wolfish look, leaning backward and throwing her hand forward. "Oh, no. No! You ain't gotta pay me no mind. You got it! Shit, 'figuring it out' is the best plan any motherfucker thought up in ever, Iris. No way this'll turn up fucked sideways." Kali shrugged. "I'm on team 'Fuck Up the Sharkasaur' and not team 'Literal Death Bait' anyway if we gotta shoot 'em with Aura. Maybe Mary's got a problem though."

"M-me??"

Roux sighed. "I mean... if we don't have a better plan? ‘Distract the scorpion, kill the Sharkasaurus’ doesn’t sound that bad. Since my Semblance lets me fly, I guess I'll be distracting the scorpion too."

Lucilla:
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The party of seven, now "safe" in a dilapidated house, took the time to gather their bearings and check out the place for any signs of further danger or weakness. Everything was pretty much open to suspicion. The walls had holes and tears and the wooden support beams had since fallen to the might of termites, but at least for now... it was better than outside. Those enormous monsters had no line of sight from them.

Emma would be the first to break the silence with her question, prompting the others to turn their attention to her. "... Well, it'd be a long story." Iris was the first to respond. The disinterested Kali had turned to a molding and rotten chair to sit on it, and in the meanwhile, Mary was sneaking glances at the ruined states of those who’d been caught in the midst of a “clothes-ruining attack” with a suspiciously red face. Emma’s bunny friend was hugging her arm and shivering like she’d been left out in the cold and Roux was… kind of just patting the faunus on her back. Since last they met, Emma clearly has raised a family. "To make it short, that... shark rex bastard, throws around lasers from its mouth the size of three people that both hurts like hell and burns your clothes, manipulates the weather using rules we still don't really know yet, and has some sort of... Despair field around it when you get too close. It's unlike any Grimm I've ever heard of." A true nightmare, to be sure. To think they’d soon have to go back out to confront something that impossible... "I-I can... attest, to the despair field," Mary spoke up with some hesitation. "It's... e-effective. Very much so, I'm afraid..."

Iris nodded to her before moving to continue. "Moreover, the damn thing can hit like a truck, even if it's about as slow as a running snail. It's tough, but Aura seems to be pretty good against it, so you should generally resort to Aura skills and range to hurt it. We used the trees around here last time to try to pin it down and bash on it, so that should work again... but we also thought we killed it last time," so finished the bluenette with a sigh. "Look how that turned out."

… A moment’s worth of silence reigned in the house.

"So... to sum it up, you guys just got the worst luck ever?” It would quickly be broken by Roux’s artificially cheerful voice. “I gotta say, CiCi. If this is the kind of fortune that follows you around, I think I gotta ask more for me in our friendship! I'm getting the short end of the staff." An oddly aggressive 'HA!' came from a certain someone on a rotten chair. "All seriousness though, if you guys beat it the first time with trees... it kind of sounds like it might be the easier of the two? I mean, that scorpion one was way faster. Still pretty slow, but I don't think trees would cut it for that guy." Iris chimed in. "That so? Then... it sounds like it'd just be better to pull it away from the Sharkasaurus so we can beat it back down first, then we could... I don't know. Figure something out." A very supportive 'Figure somethin' out, she says!' came from the girl on the rotten chair. Blue bristled, then snapped a glare at her.

"Sorry, were you the one coming up with the smart plan to make sure we DON'T die in this test? Must've missed your suggestion, Kali. Please share your wisdom with the class." Oh boy. Here come the sparks. "Oh, no. No! You ain't gotta pay me no mind. You got it! Shit, 'figuring it out' is the best plan any motherfucker thought up in ever, Iris. No way this'll turn up fucked sideways." With a painfully wide and obviously irritating grin, Kali shrugged. "I'm on team 'Fuck Up the Sharkasaur' and not team 'Literal Death Bait' anyway if we gotta shoot 'em with Aura. Maybe Mary's got a problem though."

"M-me??"

Roux sighed. "I mean... if we don't have a better plan? ‘Distract the scorpion, kill the Sharkasaurus’ doesn’t sound that bad. Since my Semblance lets me fly, I guess I'll be distracting the scorpion too."
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Re: RWBY: Daylight Dies

Postby cliffracer » Wed Jul 29, 2020 6:32 pm

Hunter didn't exactly expect him to take her up on her offer, but it's not like she can complain that he did so. That'd just be dishonest with her word. She still doesn't exactly like watching someone ogle her, so she crosses her arms and pays more attention to the forest outside instead. Probably would've been content to do so the entire time if it didn't look like mister brain genius was gonna nut in his pants after a couple minutes. Wait, wait, he's had an idea, that CAN'T be good. He can't have been actually considering EVERYTHING she said about 'maybe having a chance' right? Or maybe he just wants to help, like the chowderhead he is?
"Wait, you can't seriously be considering--"

And he's gone. Hunter takes an exasperated sigh and shakes her head, resolute in her decision to remain where she is. It'd never be as simple as him getting lost in the woods though, because of COURSE he comes running back with an entire Grimm chasing after him! She dips in to a fighting stance as Juan intends to take the role of protector- and then Juan fucks up. Drops his damn shield and leaves himself wide open for the Boarbatusk's charge, and Hunter's about to jump when the idiot somehow turns the Grimm's charge, and then blocks it again in the process of getting in the way a second time... and robbing her of the chance to try and kick the damn thing when Juan's whole flying body throws her in to the wall.

This time there's no dodging Hunter can do as she recoils from the hit, she can only watch as the Boarbatusk goes for a huge diving charge, but Juan is SOMEHOW on top of THAT, too. She can tell he's barely aware of what he's doing, but he tanks the hit like a champ thanks to his shield... And he even has the idea to try and block the next one, which Hunter might've relied on if he didn't fall over! Of course, Juan's lucky streak just keeps on going, because he managed to use the Grimm's own charge against it to gut it like a damn fish. She just stands there exactly as bewildered as he is, and ends up rubbing her temple with her palm as he starts to celebrate his victory.

"I..." Well, she can't say he didn't try his heart out. What happened with all the other inevitable times he ran in to Grimm that caused him not to solve those problems this way? "Nice one...? I was about to start going off without my staff and kicking the shit out of it, but... I mean, only taking the one actual bump is pretty impressive." She scratches her head. Probably no getting away with not rewarding him now. "Ghh. Pull up the timer on your scroll. Ten seconds. I'll let you be gropey for ten seconds. You... earned it." She intends to stand there looking annoyed the whole time in case Phoenix comes back so quick, but the timer was her caveat for a reason.
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Re: RWBY: Daylight Dies

Postby Mark3000 » Thu Aug 06, 2020 3:08 am

Lucilla caught her breath as they started to discuss their plans in the dilapidated house. The two intimidating Grimm lay in wait outside for them. She let Mary explain what had happened, the young woman seemed well suited to the role.

Not responding to Roux's previous quip, Lucilla spoke up right after them. "The tree only really brought us some time. But I do agree that the Sharkasaurus might be the better of the two targets to focus on. It may have gotten up, but it must still be hurting from the last battle."

"If we're going with this plan, I'll stick with the Sharkasaurus slaying group. I may not have any aura based attacks, but I do have my Miasma. With targets this big my poison might not do much. But every little bit counts. Plus I can see if we can spring another trap for these Grimm. " Lucilla said as she looked to the group. She wouldn't normally take such a reckless plan of action. But with Emma and Roux pulled into this situation. She had to think of something to get them out of it.
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