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MxF HEAVY SEXUAL ENCOUNTERS Blade Runner 2049 rp (OPEN)

Discussion in 'Discussions' started by Skylarx22, May 28, 2017.

  1. Blade Runner 2049 Rp starter
    (Looking for a Neander Wallace )

    A Traveling Woman….


    Darkness… that’s all there was, darkness and the peace that came with it, of thoughtless emotions and mind structure… however that changed when it was no longer darkness, and instead there was darkness with the sound of falling rain, and a sudden cold and wet sensation was accompanied by it, and once those things set in a loud gasp was sounded as large brown eyes under large glasses broke the darkness as they opened. The cold rushed and brought life to a trembling and soaking wet young woman, her brown locks of hair once gracefully lush and soft now sticking to her shoulders by the wet rain, her eyes that normally would’ve held a gentle light in them, now wide and dilated with fear and confusion. She stared about her taking in the scenery, it was night, a dark night and she was currently sitting up in a strange alley way with neon lights dancing around her, sounds of whirling vehicles and crowded people shouting and murmuring mixing with walking and running footwear on pavement, there was currently no company around the woman, apart from some metal and iron trash cans, a hanging light above her, and full trash bags beneath her for bedding. The woman sprung to her feet, holding onto her arms as a breath of cold smoke came from her gasping pink lips, her skin pale from fear and freezing rain as thunder jolted more confused terrified life in her. “Wh…where am I?” A soft and whimpering voice finally cracked from her throat, tears welling and threatening to fall like the rain drops, and it was true she had no idea where she was, a moment ago she had been at home, preparing for another journey as she had been on many before, and suddenly a bright light had interrupted her, flashing and knocking her cold, now she was here, in a time or place that seemed familiar yet was not. She slowly walked, shivering with fright and cold as small whimpers and heavy breaths came from her, she walked onto the pavement near by, away from the alley of her awakening and now into a crowd of people, bumping and annoying them as she staggered about through them, holding onto herself and not daring to ask any of them. She eventually walked until she realized she had wandered into the street, and screamed as she saw a zooming vehicle rush by her, she watched it drive past her and her eyes grew even more larger as she saw it spread wings and fly off the ground like a bird, oh she definitely was not home now, a woman born in the year 2000 was not from this now alien looking world, what planet or time was she in?, she had no idea, all she could do was watch helplessly as more flying cars and brightly lit neon towers loom around and above her as she wandered for help and an explanation, this woman’s name was Skylar…. and this is her story of traveling to the future to meet a man who believes to be a God.———- Many priorities were on the rise at the moment, replicants were still begrudgingly talked about, a new generation of them had recently been working in service, and judging by the last meeting with their guest they were here to stay, and now news of “time travelers” spread. Men and women dressed in fancy suits and government like outfits sat in chairs around each other, murmuring over political problems and rumors, arguing in the most polite ways of what to do to rule each other, and the little people in the everyday world. They were expecting a “man of business” to show up at any given moment, to discuss about the replicant problem, or at least what had been a problem, or was it still? It didn’t matter, it would show itself in time as their “guest” would show himself once again, for now they simply talked to each other. Strangely, the topic of the time travelers had popped up somehow, what started as a conspiracy theory, now was a rumored reality, travelers from the old ages of 1999 to 2000 was said to be in this day’s age, for what purpose or how? That was the fascination and question that everyone wanted to know, of course the politicians brushed it off as a distraction, but agreed that if such people were found that they be brought in immediately, as they would be “valuable works of history”. Their guest had taken a interest within the topic as well, apart from his fascination of creating the new generation replicants or “angels” as he liked to refer to them as, he was also fascinated by collecting art pieces and holding them preserved for all to see his power of knowledge and of his will, because of this, if any unfortunate time traveler did exist out there, they had better hope a kind stranger would take care of them and let them be, otherwise they’d more likely be turned in to these fancy politicians, or tyrants would be a better term for them, and these fancy tyrants were set in a law that meant the traveler would become the “responsibility” and “research” of their “humble” and “scientific” guest, and given this guest carried himself as all knowing, and almost godlike rather than a scientist of a simple genius job, lord knows what his plans for such an individual would be, whether it be forever imprisonment for his “experiments” and private “purposes”, or stuffed and displayed for murmuring and gasping crowds in fancy outfits to gawk in amazement at. Just as all settled in to finally go over boring speeches and paper work, all of them perked up at the sound of a door turning… their guest had arrived and all became silent as soft and graceful yet intimidating footsteps of him and his “angels” who protected him came business like through the door……

    Warnings: Rated Mature: Sexual situations and themes, unwilling themes, violent themes, kidnapping and tense themes, hunted themes:

    TO CONTACT ME PLEASE STATE: I have read your terms and i am here for the rp, and unless you have read all this, or if you have no idea about the subject the rp is based off of whatever, please don't bother me... Rude people will be either reported or blocked...

    Thank you...

    -Sally...
     
    #1 Skylarx22, May 28, 2017
    Last edited: Oct 1, 2017
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