Mixcoatl

Stranger in a Strange Land

Sniveling creature.

The droid beings sliped back into the living halls and disappeared into darkness. Yet, glowing eyes pierced from within. Metal men, forever there in the shadows, always observing. Liquid burst from its face, but unlike the others, not crimson. It was too soon for it to expire, usually they lasted a few weeks before succumbing to their limit.

"Such frailty," the male waved his hand once more and the new suit dawned on her body receded into tattoo marks of rigid black texture that only covered her elbows, knees and spine. She was left nude except her collar. Just like his ancient predecessors, humans were found bare in a young earth, and so it was part of the natural habitat. Artificially grown trees with fruit were provided for her sustenance. From high on up in the sky a floral slit slowly opened like a giant Arum Lily. It blossomed into an organic opening slightly distorting the thin, sheet like material that projected an endless blue sky.

The paradise was just an illusion.

From the hole high up a multitude of shadows of inhuman shapes and sizes gawked and spoke in tongues unknown at the female.

"Stand."

He commanded, the now 'tamer' of the earthen female intended for her to perform theatrics before the galactic crowd.

Seconds became eternal, the masses quieted their rowdy noise as the woman remained in her quiet sob. Insolent..

"Stand!" The male bore his canine teeth with a scowl. To make his race inpatient was very unwise as she would soon learn. His right knuckles cracked and visible electric arcs jumped like tiny worms between the ends of his fingertips.

Stranger in a Strange Land

Why must they try.

Always some sort of weak plea, squabbling and begging to be returned from wence they were sequestered. His black raven hair gently caressed his skin as two massive airlock doors allowed bright light to illuminate the hallway. A clean gesture, a single wave and two- what could be described a centurion androids with spears and shields advanced rapidly and aggressively towards the earthling.

Deathly silent and devoid of emotion, the machines grabbed the woman by the arms and brought her behind the male as he walked. He was indeed thankful to the great beyond, that at least this subject didn't succumb to shock and die of cardiac arrest and leave him with a rotting mess. These humans were too much trouble. Why him? He pondered in silence as he paced. The higher ones knew his disdain for the wretched species and yet he was to learn from it and teach it to perform before an audience.

The living maze-like corridors led them past many aquarium type windows that displayed a collection of species from all corners of the galaxy. Darkness and then light, the never-ending halls cycled between reality and fiction. A living ship full of slaves and trophies for the mighty and most adored in the universe. A market, a dungeon, a zoo.

The male came upon an opening as a doorway spread before him like a stretching sphincter. Like thining skin it allowed him into a cavernous abyss. A few steps inside and an almost life-like artificial sun lit up for miles and miles an edenic garden resembling the best and most awe inspiring vista earth could ever offer.

"This is the Gaia chamber, your new quarter."

Stranger in a Strange Land

There was relief in the form of artificial gravity. Whatever the strange animal had spewed on the floor would stay there. Its reaction was typical of a lower lifeform. Basic decontamination and bio scans would always send its kind into a fit of fright or barbaric outbursts. An alien figure ghosted into the light. Arms crossed behind, he appeared almost human yet unnaturally different.

The familiarity was uncanny, so close to being the same yet so far away from mankind. A tall, slim tower above the woman, paced around the vomit as he neared her body. Skin tight white, peraled uniform underneath a living, flowing and peacoat like suit wrapped around his own frame like a floating wraith. Sharpened ears with strange jewel devices, adorned and also served some kind of unknown purpose.

His head remained motionless, only bright gold irises glared down at the smaller creature. Theirs were a species still in its infancy, stupid as they were inferior. Tendrils resurfaced from the chamber walls and violently pulled and suspended the earth woman before him, while making sure she was below his gaze. Expressionless, he examined her from head to toe, every inch explored with an anylitical coldness. Even while hanging by wrist and ankles, he was still taller.

In a single intrusive motion, his porcelain hand placed a collar of some kind around the woman's neck. Tiny wires slipped painlessly, and penetrated inside her skin and rooted into her voice box. The human squirmed from the sensation but his strength led her through the invasive process.

The male looked down around the chamber as the woman struggled, her clothes torn and strewn carelessly by the operating claws made a mess of the chamber. Hinged on one of the robotic limbs were a pair of panties wedged, that prevented it from retracting. Such a nuisance, the inferior species always causing trouble wherever they were. Yet they were coveted throughout the galaxy, the demand for them as, cattle, ingredients, pets and even their bones as aphrodisiacs, was too great in gain not to put up with their unruly behavior.

The male turned on his heel and retreated into the darkness. She was released and dropped on the spot.

"Come." He demanded.

Stranger in a Strange Land

There was an eerie silence to it all.

Holographic panels with pulsing lights, strangely, organic textured walls and machine claws that peeled away each layer of clothes from the subject inside the stasis chamber. Zero gravity and sterile white panels made up the inside in a completely spherical quarantine unit. The slow rhythmic breathing of the captured female was all that could resonate inside. Gently, the unconscious rise and fall of her exposed chest gave a small, calm before the on-coming storm, of shock once she came to full reanimation.

Long aquatic-like tendrils slipped through seams of the chamber and wrapped around the subject's wrists, ankles and neck. There was a convulsing twitch that came to the female's eyelids as an angular and obtuse object surfaced from the panel above like a solidifying goo and took the form of a starfish. The bizarre biomechanical protrusion enveloped the woman producing a thick black slime, rubbing and spreading itself all over the testee's body. Every orifice, curve and exposed skin, save the head, hands and feet were completely covered. The sounds of the tenticular arms and the sticky substance filled the room intermingling with a more struggled and heavy breathing as the female began to stir into consciousness.

A panel slid before the floating subject as the machine peeled itself away and retreated from whatever place it came just as silently as it had came. The woman was moved by the tendrils before an opening that resembled an open placenta-like corridor as it opened before her.

The intrusion was not only physical, but mental as well.

The long dark hall throbbed with huge veins as if its walls were part of a womb of a living creature. There was a sense of eternity as the corridor stretched into a dark, abysmal infinity.

Slowly, as her eyes opened the black slime began to tighten, constrict and pull into her skin as it took the form of her body. As she awoke, the substance began to harden and mold itself into a suit of some kind with ridges along her joints and spine. Down the long passage two glowing eyes pierced the darkness and stared back into the sterile stasis chamber.

A robotic voice in an unknown and monotone language spoke. "Vara-iet dimm."

Yuria's Garden (18+)

How about a modern, semi slice of life/fantasy garden plot?

An estranged traveler is hired as the new help to an heiress of a very old family. really I do any genres, if interested let me know here or pm.

maybe while living poverty throughout his journey, he ends up broke and under your character's whim in order to get by.

the plot can be literally anything, I love to get into good stories.

science fiction and medieval is where I'm at. ;)

On the hunt for a Tudor 1x1!

I've never done a tudor roleplay but I'm very interested, Im willing to learn and put some time in :D

Read this or you will die one day

Word up playa.

Read this or you will die one day

I loved the princess and her retainer, still up to it?

The Faraway Land: Settlers of Aion (MxF, looking for M)

I would love to make a troublemaker character with his own drives that steals the identity of one the selected interviewees up untill he gets all caught up in his lies.

Think, Gattaca if you ever seen that movie.

Bee's Interest Check

Im interested ina slice of life? Maybe something with a little café scene.