Wheeee! I've never been on a cruise before!
And if you see your dear Mobius before I do, will you tell him this?:
[kneeling before you with my hands outstretched to the sides and my face resting on the hard stone floor]
'Master, I am so sorry for being such a little minx, earlier. Sometimes my mouth just gets away from me. Please forgive me. I know I must be punished, but if you forgive me, punishment is worth everything'.
{THIS IS AN ASIDE TO YOU PERSONALLY; NOT TO BE INCLUDED IN ABOVE APOLOGY UNLESS YOU THINK IT'S MERITED: What happened is that I teased him about being incredibly gifted and funny but that he needed to work on his spelling. I tease people like that all the time and they tease me right back....so it was normal behavior for me; I never thought anything of it because outside of here on other sites, we writers always pick on each other but we also know it's all in fun; I have since been fussed at and feel really very badly about it and truly do want him to know I am sorry if he was offended.}
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Originally Posted by chksng19
Hello, pcaitlynrose!
I am Sir Chuck, co-owner of the dungeon here, Mobius' partner. Ruby showed me your picture, and told me of your background story.
Shortly, Ruby, Sari (who you've met, I see) and several others will be taking a sea voyage on the yacht I received courtesy of Santa Claus. (And don't scoff, dear; read back to the documentation around Christmas and you'll know it's true.
I would wish you on the voyage, however it's understood that you'll need some time to acclimate yourself as well. Choose whichever you will. I just wanted to let you know about a few features here: first, Dee is our medical person with over 35 years experience. She's a nice lady, gives good advice, and is someone who will listen and advise at no charge.
There is a wizard here. There is a plaque over the door with some questions, and if you don't know the answer, don't try it. He has a very twisted sense of humor.
There is also an alien. The door is fastened closed, and curiosity killed the cat, if you know what I mean.
There are good vampires and there are 2 evil vampires here. The good vampires are warm and friendly. The other 2 are ornery.
Finally, there's me. I'm always open to discussion or to clarify rules or such. You might remember, however, that certain misbehaviors confessed may earn punishment. Most are common sense. Some are rules logical to residence in a dungeon. And some might be that you picked a bad day, or the wrong person. But there's nobody perfect, right?
Dee will be here with A, her assistant, to escort you to the prep area, where you will be blondified and deforested (everything below the chin). She'll give you a general preventative against any diseases you might catch here.
Oh, and I suggest you not wear pink, or mess with Mobius' pug dogs.
Good luck, and welcome! You'll feel love here. And discipline, and respect.
Sir Chuck
Tripping the hallway fantasic
pcaitlynrose thanked god and her mother for those hated gymnastics lessons she had had to take as a child. It made her very 'bendy'. And the squirting fluids gave her just the right amount of leverage to slide her hands and feet out of the restraints and squirm her way out from under the flailing arms of the hideous, metallic spaghetti machine. They should have used rope instead of leather. Anyone knows that leather turns elastic when it's coated with slime.
She backed up, tilting her head, trying to figure out a way to turn it off. She jumped as she heard the door open.
It was the little alien again. He had a half empty box of kleenex in his hand and his eyes were decidedly moist. "Poor darling," she cooed. "I'm so sorry for what I said earlier. I've been thinking about it and you're really very sweet."
The Alien looked hopeful and somewhat stunned. "Really" he stammered. "You're not just saying that, are you?."
"Of course not" she cooed, displaying her body to its best advantage. "But first we need to try to figure out how to turn that machine off. It looks completely worn out and I don't know about you, but I feel like exploring another galaxy."
While he was bending over the machine, cursing and banging the pipes with anxious fingers, pcaitlynrose snuck out the door and ran down the hallway into a corridor that looked more like a laybrinth. NOW which why should she go?
Hearing a voice chuckling inside her head, pcaitlynrose paused to listen. What the heck? Was the alien putting the mind bend on her or was the goop from that nasty spaghetti machine getting the best of her after all?
"Follow the right wall, darling, and you'll be right back where you started."
Hell no!
"Not there, sweet cakes. Back at the BEGINNING."
Oh.
'Why are you helping me?' she thought back suspiciously. 'you aren't there already, waiting to turn my hair purple, are you?'
The voice chuckled again. "No, I'm just impressed by the way that you escaped. You have ingenuity and creativity. I like that in a love slave."
Pcaitlynrose snorted. Yeah, right. Like she was ready to be anyone's anything. Her butt was still killing her.
The chuckle came again in her mind. "Trust me and I promise a long, wonderful massage at the end of your journey."
'Yeah, but do they know how to give butt massages?' she grumbled to herself.
"That can be arranged."
Pcaitlynrose blinked. She hadn't expected an answer to that. But following his commands seemed much more logical than meandering around forever. All rights and lefts in movies usually resulted in some sort of end. She just hoped that a woman hating slug wasn't at the end of hers.
"What's your name, anyway? If I get eaten by a slug, I want to know the name of the person I'm coming back to haunt."
His laughter was gentle, but firm. "I thought I should warn you that the creature you are trying to avoid just realized that Elvis has left the building."
Crap! Despite her sore backside, Pcaitlynrose scurried as fast as she could down the passageway, hoping that following all rights wouldn't turn out to be the worst 'wrong' of her life.
When she hit the doorway, she saw stars. Damn these old hallways! Hadn't they ever heard of modern lighting?
Then the door opened. "Hellooo" the pretty woman cooed at her, a bowl of hair coloring in her right hand. "I wondered where you'd gotten to."
Pcaitlynrose squeezed past her, slamming the door in her wake.
"I had to deliver a package to UPS." she responded. "Family tragedy."
The voice in her mind howled with laughter. "Good comeback." he replied, amusement lacing his voice.
"Where's that masseuse, buster?" she countered. "My ass is killing me!"
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Originally Posted by Mobius
Welcome to Lord Mobius's dungeon
Adlick is on walkabout and encounters some one new.
Oh it is nice to get out of that dam fifth dimension for a change. I have not been around the dungeon for quite a spell..
I wonder if I can find some one new to play with. Maybe I can try my new titanium anal probe on her. It has sensu-rings
He rounded the corner when he came across a new face.
pcaitlynrose was bent to the little school desk doing her best to type some thing interesting when She felt a presence. Some thing dark and sinister. She looked up and saw a face that was not of this world. Screaming with horror. There was a brief flash and then she was gone.
Just then Dee came back to the room and saying some thing about the blondification and deforestation. She was abruptly cut off by the empty chair sitting infront of her.
I wonder where she went off to, How rude! Dee thought to her self.
pcaitlynrose Found her self in a dark room that glowed with an errery green glow. She tried to get up from the floating platform that she was on. She much to her horror found that she was restrained in a spred eagle position.
Oh god this must be that alian that I have been hearing about. Dam it my first day and I run into this bastard. I have not even had time to do my keagle exorcises.
On hearing pcaitlynrose coments about his heritage and his lack of parents. Adlick said that is not nice it is not easy being a clone. I have no one to argue with on "thanksgiving". Wiping his green tears he sat in a chair and sulked.
Oh great I am now being held my an insane alian with an inferiority complex, and issues of "alianation" Or an alianated alian. great what a way to start the day.
You "bitch" it is not easy being green. Just for that I will let you be for a bit until I see my theripest. Picks up the interdeminsional tellephone and calls his docter. Just then there was a flash and he was gone. Leaving pcaitlynrose alone in the room with all the strange devices.
Now what, Oh well guess I will have to take a nap until he gets back. Just then the mecha that she was near sprang to life and started manipulating her into the doggie position and injecting her with strange lubricants. Nooooo stop but it was no use......
The initiation of Darkgirl.....
Darkgirl still in the restraint table became more aware of her surroundings. As the cold metal touched her skin her nipples arose and restlessly she tried to pull out of the restraints.
The fury made her physically change. Her blood thirst became so deep that her eyes became blood red and her teeth elongated to their full length.
Darkgirl was screeming with anger, 'Get me off of here or I'll drink every last drop of your blood you bastards!!'
But the figure in the corner just watched for a few more moments.....
Okay...I just snorted soda out of my nose....lol
That was great. 'To the dungeon jet I go'. A++++ I love it!