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BBS
If you have an account, type in your account name
or if you just want to look around, type GUEST
or if you want to create a new account, type NEW
or if you want to leave, type BYE at the Name: prompt
(Do not use SPACES in your account name...)
Name: Deathscythe
Password: **********
<<< You may log into the bbs using port number 3065. This will over-
ride the maximum user restriction for you so you are guaranteed to
get on. >>>
***> This is call 1119 to the bbs.
***> Last login was from Shinigami.com as Deathscythe from Thu Aug 12,
11:48:30 AM till Thu Aug 12 12:49:17 PM
---> Deathscythe has crossed the border from Shinigami.com onto channel
("Deathscythe:Hades")
This room looks like something Torquemada came up with in a
particularly wet dream! A table with various cuffs and chains stands
near one wall. In the center of the room, several rings dangle from
the ceiling, and inset into the floor are several matching tie-down
points. Nearby, a very bizarre rack of sorts stands, anchored at
ceiling and floor. Manacles dangle from one wall, three sets in a row,
and along another wall is a wheeled hutch of sorts, with many
implements arrayed atop it... A brace of two dozen different knives.
A full surgical set. Needles, bamboo shoots, clamps of various sizes
and strengths. Thread and light cord of different weights, from
sutures to 1/3d inch near-ropes. Rods, spreaders, scissors, and less-
easily-identifiable tools, all arrayed in precise sections and ranks,
under a gently-glowing sterile-field. A rack next to the hutch holds a
brace of floggers, whips, canes, heavy rods, and other similar
implements, some plain, some weighted,some spiked or bladed...
Drawers in the hutch hold even more implements, as well as a
medical outfit to compliment the surgical kit. Light here is provided
by eight torches, two to a wall, and a large brazier in one corner--an
array of branding implements are arranged in a rack nearby.
---> Deathscythe enters, whirling a whip wickedly! >D~
***> On this channel ("Deathscythe:Hades") are 2 users: PerfectSoldier
and yourself!
Deathscythe pounces! "KOI!!"
PerfectSoldier hits the ground. "Uff. You're heavy. Get off."
C'mon, koi! Don't joke like that! It's just cyber-stuff!
Are you callin' me fat?
Did it *sound* like I was calling you fat?
Well, no, but hey! You can never be too sure with you,
yanno!
PerfectSoldier snorts. "You're a brat. You know that?"
/p
***> Deathscythe is user #448 with user level 8 Lord/Lady (cosysop)
***> You have the following aliases: Deathscythe, Duo, Beldin
***> The account was created on Mon Nov 28 98 09:33:41 AM, verified by
Torin
***> The level was last changed by Zeth on Tue Jan 13 98 11:42:05 PM
***> Total login time about 1141:03:18 (47.543 days)
***> Calls: 4449 Mail: 0 Shouts: 87 Kicks: 5 Kicked off: 0 times
***> Room name: Hades
***> On channel Deathscythe:Hades, logged in from Shinigami.com
***> Doing: PerfectSoldier, often as I can!! ^_~
***> Real name (hidden): !Duo Maxwell
***> E-mail address: deathscythe@optilinkcom.brz
***> Home Page: http://www.crosswinds.net/~deathscythe
***> Occupation: Official BBS Smoocher. *SMOOCH!**SMOOCH!*
***> Last login was from Shinigami.com as Deathscythe from Thu Aug 12,
11:48:30 AM till Thu Aug 12 12:49:17 PM
The twins looked at their companion and then looked at one another.
"So how long does it take this 'lust spell' thing to wear off, anyway!?"
Rhiannon demanded stridently as Zaran squicked. Brenna's blush said it
all. "It doesn't 'wear off'. You have to...." Horrified realization
struck instantaneously. "WAH!!! I was thinking debauchery before breakfast
but this is too MUCH!!" they cried together.
~Black Rose, "Double Trouble"
Yeah, yeah. But I'm a brat you love, right? Oi, didja see
that last fic I sent you? The one by Black Rose? Oi, the things
that woman says about Magical Mystery Girls makes my legs
like jelly!
Pervert.
Gotta love me! ^_^
That's what I want to talk to you about, actually...
.....Heero?
/n Duo
---> Deathscythe is now Duo
---> PerfectSoldier is now Heero
I want to talk to you about this Wilmington thing.
....Oh. Well, we've already talked about it and you know that I
can't go. My parents are missionaries! They don't make that
kind of money, Heero...
How are your grades?
Duo snorts. "They're ok. A's and B's, I guess."
So what would happen if, say, your brilliant hacker boyfriend
had a little fun with Wilmington's computers and got you, say, the
Jennings scholarship that he set up with money from his trust fund?
....... Heero. You didn't? Tell me you didn't!
I can't tell you I didn't.
It's too much money! I can't let you do that, Heero!
Oh, come on! It's just money! Dr. J won't notice 'cause there's
enough in there to feed a third world country for a decade!
Well, put it back.
It's too late. I can't put it back. It's been done. In fact, you
should be getting notification of your acceptance any day. Even
in South America, news travels fast.
Duo begins to cry. "Koi! You can't! This isn't fair!"
Heero wraps his arms gently around Duo. "You won't accept it? Is it
because you don't love me?"
Don't you DARE say something like that! It's just that... it's just...
it's so much, Heero! It's so much more than I ever dreamed would happen
and now that it could, I'm scared! What if you look at me and you think I'm ugly?
What if I *am* ugly!? What if we get there and we hate each other in real
life! Then you'll regret the money and you'll regret *me*, and that would
kill me! I'm brave, hell, I can face a battalion of Amazon warriors
who're serving peanut butter and bugs for lunch without fear, but shit,
Heero! This takes more balls'n I've got!
Your plane tickets are in the envelope. You aren't ugly.
ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME!?
Yes, I'm listening to you. Don't shout at me! Just accept the
gift because I love you.
.....
Will you?
I love you, Heero.
Will you?
Heero....
Will you?
Heero, I...
Will you?
You're a persistent bastard. Has anybody ever told you that?
You've told me about a million times. Will you?
Argh! Yes! Just to shut you up!
Good. Now we can get on to better things.
Heero kisses you hard and starts to strip off your clothes.
Duo moans into your mouth and squirms. "Koi... it's morning... what if
we get caught doing this online?"
Heero grins ferally. "Then I'll just have to hunt them down and take
care of them for interrupting."
Duo breathes a soft purrring sound and squirms. "Oh, koi. It makes me
so hot when you say things like that!
Heero whispers, "Omae o korosu!"
Duo shivers violently. "Oh!! Do it again!"
Omae o korosu!
Duo moans loudly. "Oh, Jesus, I swear, I could cum in my pants just
thinkin' about you whispering shit like that in my ear!"
Heero grins. "One more month and I will, Duo-chan. Right in your ear
while I fuck you so hard you'll see stars."
Duo BLUSHES *^_^* "Gee, talk about incentives. Stars, huh? No tweetie birds?"
Tweetie birds, stars, beach balls....
Guh! X}~~ Heero! Such promises!
Heero loves you.
Duo loves you, too.
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The End
Tzigane -- Please send feedback to the author at: wufeinomiko@crosswinds.net
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