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Ginrai wrote:
Three girls... Correction, three very annoyed girls were locked
inside,
their legs having been chained to prevent movement as well as their
wrists being chained behind their backs, which were then connected in
such a way so that their backs were facing each other in a triangular
formation.
My, how evil. In any other fic, I would assume this is Kodi, Ukyou, and
Shamp's. Knowing you, it could be the old ladle lady, A Nyannichaun
doused
Ryouga, and Sayuri or something.
...
You know, I never thought of that.
Might have to one day write it. Unless Adrian Tymes beats me to it, of
course.
I hear thy call and respond...
---
Akane looked down upon...her? Yes, for all the changes, Akane still
thought of herself as female...anyway, her former kin. She moved,
ghostlike, over their souls, marvelling at how bunched together they
all were. They were always in each others' minds, even if not always
in physical contact. It seemed so crowded, confinement would have been
a moot point: further compression would be difficult, yet something
certainly kept them bound together.
Over there was Sayuri. Her latest romantic interest took up so much of
her mind that Sayuri's spirit was but a shell wrapped around her image
of her lover.
Here was Kodachi. Akane knew, even before the ascension, that Koadchi
was not alright. Seeing her mind literally in pieces, scattered
hither and yon and only a small fraction moving with Kodachi's body,
only confirmed the knowledge. Out of pity, Akane nearly reached down
to gather and reforge the gymnast's shattered soul...but the other
Kunos were home, and she dared not touch their bloated egos lest they
rupture, too; she could easily make out the seams as their worn spirits
strove desparately to remain intact.
And over there was the ladle lady...well, the stain that marked her
presence. She had turned out to be little more than an automaton, a
karma trap set by some former spirit to annoy beings like Ranma. When
Ranma discovered its nature, he wasted no time 'disarming' it, atom by
atom in the space of a few seconds.
She sighed, wondering just what kept humanity together in this - by her
new standards - group orgy called a "city", and drifted back into the
massive, silent void of outer space. Being this close to people
reminded her of her quest to find Ranma. He was lurking somewhere out
there, a spirit free of physical incarnation like she was...
---
"Y'know, I was just thinkin' about Ranma. No one was quite sure they
were dead when he an' Akane got buried together. I wonder what he
would've thought, if he'd woken up practically bound to Akane in that
small box underground."
Akari blew a stray hair from her forehead in annoyance. Though she
loved her Nyannichan-cursed bride, Ryouga did get off on philosophical
tracks from which there was only one way to return. "Not that I mind
snapping her back to reality," she thought with a lascivious grin as
she went to get the handcuffs and dildo.
---
What do you mean, "not what I was talking about"? ^_-
Eh? Gratuitious self promoting? I have no idea of what you mean. That
was
just a random comment that came to me from out of nowhere. You're too
paranoid.
*phew* And for a moment there I thought you were trying to get the
Amazon, tomboy and kunoichi together in a three-way. Guess it was just
my imagination...
"At long last", the would-be savior thought to himself, "a cause which
can unite the entire human race. Well...the entire female part..."
She stepped into a hot shower. "...not that it makes a difference,
ever since the virus[1]." The water poured over her, briefly switching
to cold to let him clean one particular spot of flesh better, then back
to hot. "That one man could reject the entire human race's love...I
would not have believed it, had I not felt it myself. No matter. I
just need to find out how to tweak our virus so that all males are the
one everyone loves at first sight, then humanity's universal love for
one another shall surely bloom. And I'll have no more trouble
recruiting for my weekend orgies," she added with a blush.
The bishonen of the world felt a cold impulse, all at the same time.
As one, they knew a new threat was on the rise.
---
[1] Cred to you-know-who-you-are-but-I-forgot, if you're still on the
list. ^_^
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