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    Author of Another Note, and Many more....
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  1. You lightly recollect waking up more than a little restless for your arrival in the Black-Light District....Having downed half a carton of juice, rather than just a glass. You'd felt strangely thirsty, and more than a bit nervous...... But, you were fine! You didn't need to fret over it too much. "I'll... I'll be fine." you state with a light wave of your hand, feeling your thighs tense up a bit as you try to pivot the conversation away from any sensation in your body. "I wanna meet some of my classmates...." Arthoria gives a small shrug, and turns to the left with you along his arm... Pacing down the halls. You see door after door after door being passed by, wondering how everyone keeps their heads straight without any noticeable markers on the doors.... Before finding a pair of lovely, red doors at the end of the hall, with large...Golden handles. "You ready?" he calls, turning to you with a gentle smile... Prompting you to nod. This is it... This is your chance to meet new people... and see if the rumors are true... "Yeah... Let's go." You take a practiced, steadying breath.... Maybe a little nervous... But, putting a hand on the other door, prompting Arthoria to open his door, as you open yours. ... ......... You weren't sure what you were expecting, but it seems like a...reasonably normal common room. Kind of cushy, even..... Scarlet, but smooth carpet... A few rugs here and there, Televisions in a few sections... It's a bit larger than you expected, but you've long since gotten over the 'bigger on the inside' spectacles. What does catch your eye, however, is how in unison the entirety of the room turns to look at you and Arthoria. Violet...Crimson....Orange....Magenta... Bright, unnerving colors seem to stem from their gazes.....Before it seems to simmer down, and people return to their focus... Some watching television... Some reading books... A few playing darts... If not for the intense gaze a few moments prior, you wouldn't have suspected anything out of the ordinary...As a silver haired girl trots up to you two... Looking bright, and perky. "Hi-Hi Faus-" "Please refer to me as Arthoria, Nyariko." It's almost amazing how quickly he deflects the girl's incredibly energetic greeting, as she shifts, turning to glance at you. "Oh, and who's this?" she muses, a hand moving as if to grasp at you... Arthoria's own gripping her by the wrist. "New Student." Arthoria states in an....oddly cold voice. "Have you seen any of the three?" "Ooooh... Someone's being touchy today." the silver haired girl muses, winking at you as if you were in on some kind of joke. "I haven't seen the Gamble Queen, but I've seen your little Editor, and Ms. Happy Sunshine." You raise an eyebrow at the names the girl speaks, wondering if you should try to use some magic to read her mi- Don't .... You hear Arthoria's voice, but he doesn't speak.... Clearly some kind of telepathic magic.... Though, if it's a warning, or just a general command... You're not sure. ... Just to be safe, you stand at Arthoria's side, as the air grows heavy..and quiet. "Well? Where are they?" he asks, as the girl gives a light shrug. "Iunno. I'm not their keepers." she muses in a jovial manner.... As Arthoria gives a loud, heavy sigh. "Well, I was gonna see if they could show you around, but given they're...unavailable.." Arthoria starts, looking weary once again. "I...Hrnnn.....I mean..I can show you around more, if you'd like... but, i mean.. I figure you might want to hang out with someone more your..." "Iunno, maybe she's into older guys Arthy." the silver haired girl muses, suddenly popping up, and grasping his shoulders.... Lifting herself up and.... .. And...seemingly floating in mid air. "Maybe she wants to hang out with someone big and strong.... Someone she can call Dadd-" You feel a sudden jolt in your side, prompting you to reflexively spring away from Arthoria and the invasive silver haired girl.....Followed by hear an..uncomfortable Shhhhhhhhlunk... Turning to look at the floating silver haired girl's body...slump to the floor, deep crimson trickling down the back of her head.... Where a kitchen knife seems to be sticking out the back of it....!!!!! "W..What the fuck?!" you snap, as you notice someone walking into your view.... A girl in a white and blue uniform, with long black socks.... And, equally black hair, tied up in a ponytail, as she approaches the girl's limp body.. And simply yanks the blade out of the girl's head. "She looked like she was bothering you." the new girl calls, her other hand glowing a deep violet as she grips the blade.... The blood dissipating as she tucks it away. "You know Nyari." he states casually....Leaving you with more questions than answers. You turn to the rest of the common room, not even a single set of eyes glancing your way... The...The way with the blatant murder? "New girl?" the black haired girl remarks plainly, as Arthoria nods....And she turns to look at you.... Her own gaze seeming..completely uninterested in you.... Her own eyes even lacking any kind of glow to them....Dark as the night's sky. "Yeah, new girl." Arthoria calls, kneeling down as his hand moves over the silver haired...corpse's form. "Figured she could get acquainted, but then....Yeah.." You see his hands glowing a soft teal, recognizing the essence as healing magic....Though, you haven't heard of the kind of healing magic that is good for a knife-to-the-head like that..... "She'll be fine." the girl calls to you, nonchalantly. "Arthoria's healing magic is second to none....And her body's overly resilient." You aren't sure of the girl's words... But, the silver haired girl's hands suddenly move to her head, as she lets out a soft groan.... "Ya'know..." she groans, looking a bit flushed as she seems to roll onto her back, glaring at the black haired girl. "That's not what i mean when I say Stick it in me..." The black haired girl doesn't even turn at this, looking in your direction.... Or, seemingly, at the wall beside you. You aren't sure she's keen on eye contact, but... "Anyways.." Arthoria calls, trying to steer the conversation back on the rails. "What do you want to do? Do you want me to keep showing you around? Or, do you want to look around yourself? Or, perhaps Ayano here can show you around...." ... You're suddenly lightly worried you might have bitten off more than you can chew with the Black Light District.....Feeling the pressure from before as your legs squeeze together, having felt a bit of a swell in sensation after that.... Unique Display. =========================================================================================================================== 1. Please keep showing me around, Arthoria 2. I want to explore for myself 3. I want Ayano to Show me around 4. I want Nyariko to show me around 5. Other [Specify] 6. What The Fuck (XInfinity) ???'s Status: Bodily Status: Fidgety Bladder: Noticeable...
  2. After an internet outage ruined my updates, I'm straining to keep energized.

    My apologies, everyone....

    1. Faust

      Connection comes and goes...

      What a headache...

  3. You've been working at this for your whole time at the academy. It was fortunate to meet with the head of this area so quickly..... You brush some hair down over your eyes, and quickly latch onto his arm, squeezing it with all of your might. "D..D..Don't leave me alone here! I..I..I'm s..so nervous..." you start, your practiced routine, your feeble protocol.... Pressing up against him with your modest form.... .... His arm feels a bit.. warmer than you expected, as the oppressive air around the district seems to lift.. If just for a bit. You look up at the head, who has a tired... But, pleasant smile, as he lightly closes his eyes and shakes his head. "Don't worry Little Bird. I won't make you leave the nest, until you're ready to fly." he answers softly, as you feel something warm embracing you.... You know it's not your own pleasant feelings.... But, magical energy. Unfamiliar, yet strangely malleable. You can feel it adhering to your own magical aura, shifting... twisting... and contorting....So that it doesn't overtake you, but accentuate your own energy....Almost like fluffing up a pillow, or smoothing out some sheets. It's...odd. You stick to his side like glue as he opens the door from his office, the air of the District feeling distinctly less....oppressive, and the stinging scent of cleanliness having faded from the air. It feels... almost like a normal hallway now. You idly wonder if you just imagined the dark, oppressive atmosphere from before.... Perhaps thinking someone had some kind of territory creation that made the area look intimidating, for newcomers? Were you being hazed? "Here in the Black Light District, I do my best to support, educate, and properly foster the growth of what people would call... 'Troubled' students." Arthoria starts, gesturing over the myriad of doors in the hall, pacing about in a steady... gentle pace. "People who have mental, behavioral, and sometimes physical problems... I seek to mend." You see a few girls taking notice of your form, waving hands with polite smiles at you, and your temporary guardian. "We've got activity rooms, ranging from swimming pools, to proper gyms..." he starts, listing off various things. "Various classrooms, Augmented Reality dimensions, the Gambling Halls, Library Access, Kitchens, Medieval re-enactment arenas, the works! You name it, and I can make it.....Probably." He gives a light chuckle, punctuating his statement as you see him rub his head with one hand.....Looking a little pained. "Each student has their own room too...And, You're free to decorate, or shape it however you wish." he adds, gesturing to some open doors. "They come with beds, dressers, and even your own personal bathrooms! Easy way to avoid any unfortunate...incidents..." You see his gaze glance away from you as he says this.... Though, it's hard to tell if it was you in particular, or one of the girls running about in the halls that he was glancing at, a black skirt fluttering with her pace. "There's a uniform, but you're not strictly required to wear it." he continues, gesturing at several girls who are wearing dark blazers, plaid skirts, and various shape and color of socks.... Some knee-length, some barely at the ankles. "Though, the girls seem to like it." You see several of the girls turn and wave at Arthoria, glancing at you with...judging gazes. You can tell there's something behind those gazes from your own exploits... But, you don't bring attention to it, as Arthoria continues down the halls, in various twists and turns. "The halls run on a sort of Labyrinthine Formula, coupled with some Corrective Directional Pathing spells." he adds, as you wonder why you've taken three lefts, and yet ended up somewhere different. "It'll take you wherever you want to go.... Within two or three turns, of course. Which, brings us to the three major points of interest right now." You see him gesture at his left, his right, and straight down the path. "We've got the Cafeteria on the left, where you can get something to eat and drink. You don't have to worry about payment or anything, you'll just get what you order, and it should taste great." he starts, gesturing in that direction. "To the right, there's our Common Room, where there are plenty of girls to meet and greet with. You could meet a new friend or two there, maybe. And, dead ahead, will lead you to the Shop! You'll be able to buy just about any simple thing you'll need for cheap... And, if you get enough money, you can request some more complex things. Oh, and..." He gestures behind him at this, the area looking like the path you walked down.. but, at the very edge of your vision, you can see the pathing twist a bit. "If you uh...need a little break.." he adds, quietly. "The bathrooms should be that a way. I'll lead you around as long as you want, but i won't follow you anywhere inappropriate, or do anything to make you uncomfortable. So, Where to?" .... =========================================================================================================================== [Where do you want to go?] 1. Cafeteria! [Food and Drink!] 2. Common Room [People! Friends! Possible Activities?] 3. Shop! [Stuff! Things!] 4. Bathroom! [Relief!] [And on the subject of number bathrooms] (Bathroom need Status) [You've arrived in the District proper, but in what state? Choose one] 1. Perfectly fine! Got it all handled, before I wandered in! 2. Pretty Decent. Had breakfast, but I'm still digesting it I guess? 3. A little Nervous. The rumors got me excited, so i may have had a bit more than usual to drink 4. Not great. Stomach's been churning, and I've been tense this whole time.... 5. If I so much as sneeze or cough, my panties will become a war zone. [Character Building Trait!: How open are you about your bathroom needs?] 1. I don't show, until it shows on my garments. 2. I try to keep it hidden, but I can't quite manage perfect stillness. 3. My body shows it, but I'll never admit it. 4. I'm very vocal, even if I don't move much 5. I practically narrate my body's actions, to the joy/Displeasure of anyone nearby. ???'s Status: ???
  4. Christ, I've got so much work to catch up on...

    1. Ajax7408

      Yeah that's a really sucky feeling, especially after you've been ill.

    2. Night Rain

      Poor Faust.

  5. You lightly shrug your shoulders, and glance around the office.... Trying to find anything that would demand your interest, or at least catch your eye. You're no stranger to the offices of authority figures, but this one certainly seems...Different than what you expected. With the rumors, and whispers about the Black Light District, you were expecting something a bit more... Dungeon-y... A office that inspired terror, and fear! Not that you ever had to deal with that kind of emotion. No, you were the kind of person that did the terrorizing, after all. You lightly chuckle to yourself, thinking of all of the girls and boys you'd broken in your scholastic endeavors.... Of all of the fun you'd had, tricking, manipulating, and otherwise tormenting them.... Wondering just how bad the legendary "Black Light' District could possibly be.... Your ears prick up as you sense someone coming to the door, and you quickly adopt your own meek facade, 'Helpless...Scared...Feeble! Helpless, scared, feeble!' You lightly, internally mutter your goal to yourself, lightly trying to make yourself as small, and nonthreatening as possible. Your twintails waver a bit as you put a finger to your lips, you loosen your shoulders, and you stagger your stance.... Almost acting like you were carrying something heavy, just by being there.... "Sorry to keep you waiting." a voice calls from behind you, prompting you to practically jump out of your skin for real, and turn to see..... What looks like an older boy, with teal hair that trails over his face in a very untidy mess... A pale brown cloak, and a weary, but warm smile. You can sense the first airs of a welcoming aura you've felt since you walked into this district wafting off of him, as he extends a hand lightly. "Arthoria. Principal of the Black Light District." he calls, answering your inquiry before you can ask it. "You must be the new transfer student." You give a slight nod, as he stands up from a sitting position on the desk...You glancing him up and down. "The Black Light District, despite any nasty rumors you might have heard.." he starts quietly, circling around the desk as your eyes follow him. "Is a place of discipline, obedience, and above all, safety. This is not some danger-infested warzone, like people call. It's more like... a boarding school, for....Troubled students." He glances you up and down, green eyes shifting to a light blue upon inspection.... As you feel like he's peering into your body directly.....But, it softens immediately, as he rests a hand on your petite shoulder. "I'm here to help them get back on the right path, and ensure that they can return to society as whole, complete, and better human beings!" he calls, giving you a warm, but presumably practiced smile. "No matter your crime, no matter what got you put in here, You can be forgiven. You can be better, i know you can." .... You aren't sure how to respond to that, as he goes to the door, and turns the knob.. Gesturing out towards the halls you had wandered. "Come with me, and I'll show you how things work around here.." he starts, politely. "Or, I can get one of our best students to do as such! Right now, i just want you to be comfortable." .... This is kind of weird.. ==================================================================================================================== 1. Accept his offer, and follow him. 2. Accept his offer, initiating Helpless/Scared/Feeble protocol 3. Ask him to send someone else to show you around 4. Ask if you can just talk in his office instead. 5. Other [Specify] ???'s Status: ???
  6. The Black-Light District.... A subsidiary of the Magic Academy as a whole.... The air smells strongly of disinfectant, and an unnatural cleanliness. The area, at least initially, seems to be illuminated by a dim light...Brighter than candlelight, but not quite at the level of a few well placed lamps...As if the lighting itself wants to leave the area.... After a few minutes of exposure to the uncomfortable air, the area starts to brighten up.... Yet, the same overly-clean smell pervades the senses for a while longer. It almost feels like a hospital... Especially as several of the doors open....A few, barely cracked....some opened halfway......Yet, the inviting light doesn't seem to permeate the deep shadows in the door frames... Save for the bright, watchful eyes that peek out at you.... Moving..Staring... following... Unblinking glares, as you pace your way down the halls... None of the doors opening fully....A few of them even creaking shut.... Doing absolutely nothing for the nerves, or anxiety such an area brings. At the end of the hallway merely leads to a left-or-right junction, heading you further into the district. A note fished from a pocket tells you to go left, right, and then left..... Prompting you to make your turn.... And suddenly notice the hall you were in fade from the corner of your view..... The path behind you shifting to a diagonal one, from it's prior setup. An...uncomfortable shift in perspective... Or one of the many Defense mechanisms you'd heard about..? Pacing down the hall, you see a few girls standing outside of their rooms, speaking in hushed tones... More stares gazing over you... Not as a stranger, but the way someone looks at a bug on their wall... Or, a piece of refuse..... Less than human.. Less than animal... You appear to be less than nothing to them, as you keep going... Taking the first right you get to... The area behind you fading again.... As you make a lengthier trip, pressing forward.... And seeing a line of girls, standing straight... In identical uniforms to one another... As they await outside of a door with a familiar ladies room sign on it... The bathroom, you imagine.... Some girls are shifting ever so slightly.. Some are glancing forward, with bitten lower lips... And some of them are pale, with hands clenching their stomachs..... You decide it's best not to be caught staring, and make your way to the last junction... Taking another left, as you come to a pair of....refreshingly blue doors. It seems almost like the material is made up of something soft, as you glance down at the note... The text on it having changed. [You're there] .... You take a breath of the uncomfortable air you just now realize is fading... Gasping as if you'd just emerged from being submerged.... As you push open the doors to see... .... The bottom of an ocean? You see windows behind a large desk, with deep, blue waters behind it... A singular, folded note on the desk. You step forward, glancing down at it... As you look over the text. [Be back in two minutes: Get Comfortable] You ponder how long that two minutes will actually be... but, this gives you time to center your thoughts.... And recollect some parts about yourself... ========================================================================================================================== [Black Light District: Character Creation Generator! (This will be your main character for the Black-Light District of Magic academy! Please fill out accordingly, and a general consensus will be reached out of several votes...) Height: (Are you Short, Average, or Tall?) Weight: (Are you Skinny, Average, or Plump?) Bust Size: (Are you Flat, Modest, or Ample?) Rump Size: (Are you Flat, Average, or Gifted?) Hair Style: (Is your Hair Long, Average, or short?) (Extra Details welcome too) Clothing Style: [Do you prefer Boyish clothes, Girly clothes, or have No preference?] Transfer Reason: (People don't usually come here of their own volition. Were you sent here for Violent reasons, Mentality reasons, Disciplinary reasons, or A Stupid reason?) Secrets: Any kind of secret you may have, Embarrassing, dark, or otherwise? Extra: Extra Details! [If a consensus can't be reached, you will be created by the Author instead.] (Faust apologizes for the lengthy delays in stuff. Hopefully, life'll stop beating him up for enough to get this off the ground.)
  7. Today has been misery.

    send help.

    1. Lisk

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      Is this Waver Lily helpful?

  8. Birthday

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    2. Night Rain

      Happy Birthday.

    3. slovenc79

      happy faustivus

    4. etoile

      late happy birthday!! lol

  9. Two days until Faust's Birthday!

    1. Ajax7408

      Happy birthday

  10. You'd message Faust on this! Or, list it... Though, Faust is very unreliable at times. Speaking of, a commission that Faust had been working on for @EtchyFox ========================================================================================================================== "Fwahhhh...It's hot today. Need to grab somethin' to drink..." A raised hand wiped some beading sweat off the forehead of a coffee-colored girl, suffering from the recent swell in temperature. Though she wore a bright orange shirt, and some loose, comfortable purple shorts that hugged her hips nicely.... Her long, dark brown hair easily captured more of the sun's rays than she would have liked.... And no doubt heavily contributed to her discomfort. She lightly pulled on the collar of her shirt to try to fan herself.... Turning a bit as someone's voice called out. "C'mon Raki, let's get out of this heat!" another girl's voice called. As the girl gave a quick nod. "Yes please...." The lightest ringing of a bell could be heard as the girl moved... The tiny, golden material attached to a purple choker around her neck. Something the girl had obtained recently, and had taken to showing off to her friends.... Raki Tsune was a respectfully mundane girl... Her body not be overly curvy, nor deceptively flat... She wasn't out of shape, but she wasn't built either.. She wasn't short, nor exceptionally tall... No, Raki was just a pleasant, positive girl, who enjoyed long walks, working on her computer, and some sugary sweets here and there. The good things in life, so to speak. And speaking of good things.. "Phew... Christ, it's hot today." the voice of her friend called, a teal haired girl with dark roots groaned, taking a seat inside of the much cooler cafe, as Raki followed suit. "Seriously.....And Literature today was just...monotonous.." "Not helped by the fact the Professor is obsessed with his own, droning voice! The guy couldn't show emotion if it hit him in the face, stole his wallet, and called social services on his sorry ass for being negligent to the kids I seriously-doubt-he-has!" "Ahahaha... Well.. I'm sure he tries.." Raki replied to her animated friend, someone coming to their table after the little outburst, and pulling out a notepad. "Can I get you two something to drink?" the person called, the teal haired girl snapping her head over quickly. "A bottle of Jack." she quipped, the server starting to pen it to paper, as she held up a hand. "I'm joking! Just gimme.." "The usual." the server called, turning to Raki. "And you?" "Hmm....." she pondered audibly, as she glanced down at a menu. "I'll have...The Horchata." "Right.. ..." the server called, glancing the pad. "The Horch...The hora...The...The rice drink that's cold. Good choice." The server quietly paced away at this, Raki's teal haired friend lightly resting on her hand. "Ugh, it's the same stuff, day in and out around here." she grumbled, glancing away from the table. "Kinda makes ya wish something would happen, yeah?" "W..well, something new would be nice.." Raki agreed lightly, a hand involuntarily going to the collar on her neck. "Just... so long as it's nothing horrible, of course.." "Meh, Bring it on!" the girl snapped, lightly whapping the table with her hand. "I can take it." Before Raki could make any remarks to the dangers of tempting fate, the server had returned with two glasses, setting them down in front of each girl. "The Special for you.." the server remarked, giving the teal haired girl her drink. "And the uh... Horchait...The... Yeah." Raki gave a patient smile as the server put down her drink, and she quickly took a gulp. It was... sweet, cool, and refreshing. People tended to compare the drink to a kind of milk, or pudding..... But, Raki felt she could have drank anything cool, and it would have tasted good in this heat. A loud, relieved sigh could be heard from the girl as she set down her cup... Refreshed, and renewed. "And speaking of dull-ass teachers..." Her friend started after her own drink, as Raki kept up her gentle smile, and nodded... Time passing as her friend ranted about everything that bothered her with their current, casual life..... Ignorant of Raki's own discovery, a few nights prior..... An hour or so had passed since they'd sat down, conversational rants peppered with refills by the server of their chosen beverage, before the two would eventually rise from their seats... A familiar, but gentle urge making itself known with a single motion of Raki's ascent... Pang..... "Mm.." Raki sounded with her lips pressed together, the refills of her beverages starting to come back to haunt her a bit. "Anyways, I'm gonna go piss, and we can go." her friend sounded, already pacing over to the cafe's bathrooms.... Prompting Raki to pause. "I..." she started, before seeing someone move over to the door, and put up a big white sign. "Oh Bullshit." her friend snapped, Raki inching a bit closer to see the sign put over the girl's bathrooms... One that she had seen more than a few times before... [Out Of Order] "Not my call. Boss's orders." the same Server called, as Raki's friend glowered up at him... Before pacing back over to Raki grumpily, muttering under her breath. "C'mon, let's go already, Raki." she stated quietly, Raki starting to follow the girl with a bit of...tension in her step. This wasn't the first time Raki had seen the bathrooms closed off for a girl, just before she could get to them.... (And likely, wouldn't be the last)... But, there was a little secret of Raki's that she dared not bring up to anyone... Not even to her friend. 'M..Mmm... We'll be fine..' the girl thought to herself, squeezing her legs together as she walked... Trying not to watch her friend as they made their way down the streets of their town, her friend grumbling and groaning every so many blocks.... Saying a lot of unkind things about customer service, the people in positions of powers, and the state of public bathrooms to assure herself and Raki that it was probably for the best anyways..... Even as the pressure in Raki's lower belly started to slowly mount.... As the glasses of horchata started to be processed by her body, even with the heat of the day doing it's part in ekeing out more liquids from her body..... "Nnnnghh... It's too damn hot..!" her friend suddenly snapped at this, turning to kick at a wall. "There a vending machine or somethin' nearby? I need to drink something, or I'm gonna die of thirst." "Ah... Well, there's one right next to the Save-mart over there.." Raki pointed quietly, feeling an uncomfortable thirst returning... but also, a wave of pressure slowly rising beneath her shorts... Squeezing her thighs a bit closer together as her friend marched. "Perfect! I'll get you somethin' too." the girl snapped before Raki could say anything, darting over to the machine as she fumbled for some change and bills.... Raki noticing the girl's shifting from leg to leg.... The light twisting of her hips.... Was she...always that animated when it came to getting money out of her pockets? Or.... Pang..pang.. A sharp spike in pressure prompted Raki to cross her legs a bit.. A sudden swell of need directing her attention away from her friend......Making her focus on her own body once more.... It was.. still manageable, but it wasn't exactly ideal... She would definitely need to find someplace to go soon, or quietly excuse herself from her friend to do as such.... "Here. Gotcha a Sprite." her friend called, popping the tab on her own beverage, as Raki took the cold can... Flinching visibly, as her friend started to chug the contents of her can. Raki could feel the cold against her hands.... And the warmth of the rest of her body in stark contrast... Biting her lip quietly as she squeezed her legs together tighter.... Trying to keep her dignity about her, as her own urges steadily kept increasing... Watching as her friend crushed the can against the ground, and tossed it into a bin. "Haaaah... MUCH better." the girl stated, looking to Raki. "Hey, you gonna drink that?" "S..sure.." Raki stated with her usual, soft smile.. Popping the tab, as she brought it to her lips.... The taste was refreshing, but the additional liquid made her body reflexively tense in perceived agony. her friend gesturing over her shoulder. "Well, c'mon then! Let's get going!" Raki gave a silent nod, following along... Yet, she couldn't quite keep still as she walked... Slowly nursing the beverage.... The refreshment was welcome... but, it kept the thought of her own urges at the front of her mind...Constantly adding more and more liquid to her already filling tank...... Slowly, but steadily increasing her urgency.... Everywhere the two would end up going though, the bathrooms were either occupied, being deep-cleaned, or otherwise unable to perform their basic duty.... After the third attempt was busted by a literal busted water line, Raki's friend was furious. "Do they just want me to piss on their floor?" the girl snapped, her legs knocking as she stood indignantly in front of the closed door. "Cause I'll fuckin' do it! I'll bring about a whole goddamn flood on this carpet!" "N..Now now.. Let's... Not do that.." the much more composed girl stated with a quiver, her own legs trembling, and her body shaking with need.. Trying to dissuade her friend's questionable thought process. "Nnnnn..Well, I gotta piss like yesterday." the girl snapped, turning around hurriedly. "And I swear to God, I Will piss in the next bathroom we find! Boy's, Girl's, Animals! Broken, Busted, Dirty, or clean! I'm not putting up with this any longer!" Raki sometimes wished she had half the amount of fire her friend had when it came to defying authority for things like this. It was a bit... troublesome at times, having to pull her out of some truly reckless attempts.... But, she was still fond of her friend greatly.... And, was trying her darndest not to stare at the girl's shaking, quivering bottom as she swayed side to side... Glancing around hurriedly for any toilets in range. By this point, several hours had passed... And, the bright sunlight was slowly fading... Giving way to the late afternoon....As her friend finally stopped in place, near an alleyway. "Nnnngh...! A..Alright, Fuck it.! I've gotta go NOW." her friend snapped, loudly. "Raki, be my eyes and ears.... I'm gonna explode if I take it one step forward.." "Ah, but...!" the girl protested, her own legs twisted in knots.... But, the teal haired girl staggered into the alleyway regardless... "I'm already wet, dammit! I'm not going back in pissed-in pants!" the girl sharply snapped... Prompting a very dangerous sensation in Raki's body... Psh.. A hint of warmth.. A moment's weakness... A short spray of warmth, that dampened her panties. Both hands found themselves gripping the front of her purple shorts tightly. "A..Ahh." she whimpered, as her friend's voice suddenly laxed. "Ohhhhnn..Ohhhhh Ffff...Fuck.." And that tantalizing noise followed... Psssshhhhh..sssshhhshhhhshhhhhhhssssssshhhhhshh... Raki felt her whole body quiver at the sound of her friend's piddle spraying... Splashing.. Squirting all over the ground, and making a lake of desperation, peppered by telling moans and groans every few seconds.... "Ohhhh.. Ohhhh it's good... It's soooooooo good.." her friend's voice moaned out... Prompting another spray of wetness over Raki's fingertips.... As she clenched herself tighter, and squeezed her legs... "P.please hurry..." she whimpered quietly, feeling herself losing the battle of inches... As the gushing of her friend brought about the absolute torture of needs clashing.....Forcing her to squeeze her eyes shut, and try to block out all of the noise...... A few minutes that felt like an eternity passing, before she felt a hand on her shoulder. "Alright, you're up!" her friend called, giving her a gentle push. Raki staggered into the alleyway, eyes glancing over the massive puddle her friend left, as she leaned against the wall of a building... "Ohhh.. Ohh,...I..if anyone's coming.." she started to her friend, feeling another SPRAY of warmth that commanded her attention, a wide patch of wetness springing to life on her shorts, cutting her off more prominently than her friend ever could. Fingers grasped the side of the shorts, and the blue material underneath that couldn't contain her spills.... Pulling them to her knees as she stumbled a bit... "Haaah...!" she started, her bare faucet now exposed to the world, as it started to turn full blast..... PSSSSSSSSSSH..PSSSSSSSHHHHHH Guuuuuuuushing all over the ground, and sending a massive wave of relief through the girl's body.... Prompting her to breath a sigh of relief, and enjoyment... "O..Ohhhhnn... Ohhhhhh.. Ohhhh, so good..!" she moaned under her breath, feeling herself on cloud nine... "Shit! Someone's coming!" For at least a few moments... Raki flinched at the voice, watching as her friend suddenly darted the other way. "RUN!" Raki could hear as the girl trailed away.... Wondering who it was that could prompt such a vicious reaction... "Hey, hey! What are you doing in that alley?" Raki flinched.. It was the Decency Committee! A group of people at the college that were going around, getting students in trouble for any.. illicit activities that they may be performing. Such as tagging, underage drinking, sexual conduct....And Public urination. "Shit.. Gotta stop...Gotta stop..!" she told herself, trying to clench off her flow, mid-stream... And faltering time after time. She had been going, full force for a few precious seconds.... But, getting it to stop..to slow...to even break stride was proving a herculean task...... Even as the steps became closer... and the girl felt her heart hammering in her chest. She was moments away from being discovered... Her own girlhood on full display, shamefully pissing on the ground, because she couldn't hold it long enough to get to a toilet.... She'd be in trouble. She'd be in a lot of trouble.... Unless.... "No other option.. I gotta.." she said to herself quietly, gripping the bell, and ringing it... Once... Twice... Three times.... As she felt her body quiver.... Tense up.. and glow with a surge of energy, the choker shrinking to a small collar, her dark brown hair shifting to an orange tint.... Extra ears popping up atop her head, like a fox's... And a long tail popping out atop her shorts... Fluffy, and orange as her hair.... This was what she had discovered recently... A mysterious choker, that when rang in times of need... "If I find out anyone's breaking the laws, you'll be punished by our principal accordingly.." the girl could hear clearly now, gauging their distance at a few meters at best. They'd be there in Seven paces... Maybe six.... Which, given the transformation, was plenty of time for the girl to clench off her flow.... And leap up... Leaving naught but the beginnings of her puddle, along with her friend's, for the person to find..... Scampering about on all fours, Raki's legs kicked off the blue material, and purple shorts.... Leaping about the rooftops with nothing covering her own posterior and girlhood... Save for the convenient movements of her fluffy, orange tail. This was her greatest secret.. Her Fox-Form. While in it, she gained incredible agility, and leaping ability... Plus, the cute ears for hearing, and the fluffy, multi-purpose tail! She was still figuring out all of the things she could do with it, but as she finally felt the voices of her undesired audience fading away, the girl rested against the top of a building... lightly swaying her tail back and forth, as she stood.. Bare-bottomed, looking over parts of the town. "Mmmm... Wonder if there's a reason I got these powers.." she mused quietly to herself, feeling the nagging of her own body return with the depletion of adrenaline, a nagging pressure insisting on her previous goal... "Nnnn~ Well, there'll be time to find that out later..." she mused, leaping from the building, and creeping along behind several parked cars. "I gots to get back to my room to change.... And I still gots to pee.." Some simple goals, for someone of her status. The warmth of the afternoon was slowly giving way to the night, not helped by the girl's lack of lower covering.. As she leapt from parked car, to parked car.... Careful to not be seen, but all the while grinning a cat-like smile as she passed by groups of people.... Constantly debating showing herself, just a bit to the assorted loner.... Brushing her tail along the legs of some girls, before ducking into cover..... Using her sensitive hearing to listen in on some of the...various noises people would make, in seemingly private areas. Raki could easily sneak into a toilet, working or not in her current state... But, it wouldn't satisfy her, doing something so... mundane. However, as she came upon the public park of town, devoid of other people, she had finally decided what she wanted... "Mmm.. Wonder if.." she thought, moving about the trees for the biggest, oldest tree.. And sniffed it lightly... There was the faintest of scents, easily undetectable by human noses, that showed this was a place that belonged to an animal she didn't recognize. A dog? A cat? A wolf? Either way.... "This'll be my tree now." she mused, kneeling down, resting her hands against the tree as her tail stretched out.... Exposing her cute, damp faucet once more, as she let out a soft mewl of enjoyment.... "Mmmmrrrrr~~ Aaaaaahhh.." Raki sounded, as the splashing, pittering of her pent-up piddle started to spread all over the base of the tree... Her own personal scent starting to seep into it.....Lightly pale yellow liquid surrounding the trunk as it was absorbed into the grass and dirt.... Making a lightly muddy puddle, as the girl emptied herself completely to mark her territory. "Mmm.. Mmm~ Much better." she cooed softly, hearing the crunching of branches, as someone was approaching... No doubt signaled by her display. She could sense them... Ten steps...Nine... EIght... Seven away... She didn't know if they were the Decency Committee, or if they were someone else entirely... But, after holding so long and emptying, she didn't rightly care. She merely stayed in her squatted position, hands resting on the ground in a crouched stance, as she counted the steps.... Five... four... Three...Two...One! She leapt in the direction of her would-be spotter, pinching the bottom of the person, and brushing her tail against their nose in a light tease.... She hadn't been caught yet, and she had no intentions of doing as such now! A quick scamper through the streets, a few more close calls with various strangers, and a brazen sprint across Campus later.... Raki leapt up the side of the dorm building, let herself in through the dorm window, and curled up on her bed.... Wiggling her orange shirt off, and tossing it to the side of the room as her hands reach to her collar.... One..Two... Three more tugs, and she shifted back to her normal form..... Her hair returning to the dark brown, and her extra ears and tail fading away. It had been quite a rush... It had been quite exhilarating.. But, after she had her fun in that form, she was always incredibly tired... And had no energy to do anything else afterwards.... Not even..... "Ahhh.... Shoot, not again.." Consider the possibility that going through all of that energy would leave little strength to certain other muscles on her body.... And, with no cloth to contain it, her body had given the signal to send that need out to sea.... Without being in the proper Port. Again. "Stupid...Fox form and it's..." she grumbled quietly, stripping the sheets off of her bed to be washed, as she went to grab her things for a shower. "Lack of....piddle foresight."
  11. Faust wonders if people would rather shorter, but daily updates to Alterna for the girls....

    Or, larger updates, but a lengthier timeframe to consume it all at once...

    1. Biku

      larger might be best

    2. AkenoSama

      well, I think it is about with which way Faust feels most comfortable, honestly both seem to work

  12. Faust

    Hold it! Saril's Omo-Idol Alterna

    "Afffffffffffffter that untimely delay, we're back! With Saril's Hold it! Omo-Idol Alterna!" Saril flourished her hands, and the camera was back to life once more, flying over the heads of our ten, desperate cast members. "I felt we miiiiiiiiight have jumped the gun in grabbing some of them.." Saril mused, as the camera panned over Naruko, who was now bouncing in place, her hands at her sides. "So, now that that's settled...Let us get on with the real show of Omo-Idol!" The camera panned over to the lined-up girls, in various states of tensed, squirming, wiggling, and writhing... Save for one girl at the back, who refused to show weakness... her arms folded, as she leaned against a wall... "I take it you're all feeling nice and full now, Hmmmm?" Saril mused over, the camera flashing over each girl in turn. "Y..Yeah......" Tanya, the outdoorsy girl with reddish brown hair started... A hand pressed into her plaid skirt. "A...Asami would really, really like to pee right now!" Asami, the third-person-person policewoman begged, wiggling in place as she held herself openly. "N..Nnn.. Y..yes..! I've..I've never had to hold it this long!" Naruko, the phone-wielding girl with black hair and glasses called, bouncing from foot to foot in place. "YES..I...I mean.....Y..Yes...C-can we go now?" Rias, the shapely redhead stammered, her hands firmly held at her sides... but her whole body shaking. "N...Nnn..." Haruka, the petite orange haired girl groaned, barely able to respond, her body's petite form shaking and quivering like mad as she waited...Quietly..trying to not draw attention to herself. "I've really gotta piss now, yeah...." Honey, the shapely blonde called... Crossing her legs over one another as she shifted from side to side...Looking troubled, but not overwhelmed... "Y..yes.. Yes, It's been hours now!" the masked woman, Ms. Mask, snapped, standing tall, but with her hand buried in her dress, her expressive mask scowling. A bit more of her thigh was visible through the slit in her dress, but seeing one leg nearly crossed over the other spoke volumes... "Agghh....Ahhnnnn!!!" Lyrica, the Alchemist sharply moaned, absolutely writhing, half-bent over in her own overwhelming need, normally suppressed with potions...Looking like she was quickly reaching her own limits. "You're..you're..You're not gonna make us wet ourselves, an..and blackmail us with the photos...are you?" Itsuki, the totally-not-paranoid girl reacted, one hand holding herself, the other pointing a shaking, trembling hand at the Goddess in question. "Well, if you wanna give up now before I humiliate you, be my guest.." Kozuko, the confident girl quipped, looking as carefree as usual, as she stood from the crowd... Showing no outward signs of distress, but her legs tensed up nevertheless... A much more subdued reaction. "Of course, of course..." Saril quietly assured the girls, waving a hand. "You'll all get to pee soon enough... But, there's an order to this kind of thing, you know?" A universal groan could be heard from the girls, (Sans Kozuko), as they all squirmed, and wriggled in line. "Simple enough, really. We've only got one bathroom, after all..." Saril started, gesturing her hand behind her to a door with a symbol of a person on it. "So, while they're going, the rest of you are going to have to hold it..and answer questions, until it's your turn." "Sounds good to me." Kozuko responded, before anyone else could complain about it. "So, who's first up?" Saril gave an amused smirk, walking over to the confident black haired girl with a glint in her eyes "Well, not you, Fortunately." Saril mused, glancing over her figure. "I adore your confident aura... I wonder if it'll manage to..hold.." "Bring it." Kozuko stated with a confident, unblinking stare at the Goddess, who stared right back... Backing up after a few, tensed moments. "Mmmm... First up...." Saril mused, eyes glancing over the crowd in a slow...Deliberately stalling motion. "Lyrica, you're up!" "THANK YOU!" The peach-haired alchemist called, starting to dart to the bathroom door... But being held back by the Goddess's Arm. "AFTER these words from our viewers." Saril mused, watching the girl WRITHE in place as she shook....Her dress riding up to show her plump thighs, as her hands gripped the front of her dress...Balling up into fists... "P...please hurry..!" Lyrica begged, visibly shaking as Saril ran through some cue cards....Looking over them.... "From Keita123.... 'Don't Give up!'" Saril started, the girl flinching.. But nodding sharply. "I..I won't..!" "From Unbeknownst.." Saril continued, drawing out the word as Lyrica trembled in place. "Pills Schmills, You'll be fine! There's just a Tool anyways. You're More than capable. You're a court mage, after all.." "Th..Th..thank you..!" Lyrica stuttered, both hands burying in her dress as she let out a few sharp, shuddering gasps.. "Annnnnnnnd.." Saril sounded dramatically...waiting a few moments for emphasis... Before gesturing to the door. "You may go." "Thank....AH!" the girl started, gasping before she could finish her sentence, as she SPRINTED to the door, pulling on the door as it...didn't budge. "It opens inward, sweetie.." Saril mused with a vulgar grin, Lyrica letting out a sharp wail, as she shoved into it shoulder first... "Ahhnnn.. Ahhhnn.. It's coming out...!" the alchemist cried out, her hands moving under her dress as she hoisted it up... Thumbing around for a pair of plain blue garments....Dampened at the gusset, and starting to dribble out... Shapely hips were put on full display as the girl plopped down on the commode hurriedly... A slow...steady Ssssssssh...Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh starting to fill the confined room... Echoing out for the crowd outside. "Ahhhhnn... Aaaaahhhh.. Ahhhhnnnnnnn.." Lyrica moaned out as she got to be the first of many girls to get relief.... A vicious, clear stream pouring from her girlhood, as her panties hung around her knees.. The camera flashing back to Saril. "Mmm~ And with that refresher out of the way..." Saril mused, winking at the camera. "I'd say you can look forward to some more of Alterna soon. So, stay tuned, to find out who can...Hold it..." ============================================================================================================================== AuthorFaust: In the meantime, You are all permitted to ask an additional question to a girl of your choosing... Or, you can tease one of the girls... As all questions or teases will be read to them, before they can finally go.... [You can either ask 1 Question...Or, Tease 1 girl in a response.] [Girls that have peed: Lyrica] [Girls left to pee: (NOT in order), Honey, Ms. Mask, Rias, Asami, Itsuki, Naruko, Tanya, Haruka, Kozuko
  13. Faust

    Faust's Interactive Stories 4

    Your curiosity gets the better of you, and you decide to follow the pinkette and her black haired companion.. Putting off the bathroom visit for a little while longer. It's a few twists and turns through the school building..... At a careful, but not too close distance.... As the two eventually make their way to the principal's office. "Alright, this is the principal's office." Yuno starts, turning her head towards the girl. "Do you need Yuno to go in with you?" "No, I'll be alright... Thanks." the black haired girl calls, bowing her head slightly. "I'm sorry you had to spend your morning showing me the way." "Ah, it's no problem!" Yuno muses, lightly rubbing the girl's head. "Yuno is more than happy to help a relative!" Relative? You had no idea Yuno had... well, none at her age, at least. You feel this is important information.... But... Pang Your bladder is getting... aggravated. You should probably go soon, or you'll have to hold it all through class... ..... But, you do kind of want to know what's this new girl's deal. ====================================================================================================================== 1. Ignore further mysteries, bathroom! 2. Class is starting, better get there in time. 3. Wait for Yuno, and ask her about the new girl 4. Step forward, and ask yourself! Current Status: Name: Wynn Tatsumaki Mental Status: Intrigued Bladder Level: Getting bad.... Outfit: Girly clothes: Cuteness++, but Dangerous in windy environments.. Weather: Rainy (Builds up piddle urges faster) Forecast: Stormy (Rain+Wind)
  14. A Random Commission, from a Discord-Friend! @Gay Potato Faust hopes you like it ================================================================================================================================== "Haaaaaa.....So quiet...." There were bound to be days without a lot of action, but it didn't make the lime-green slime-girl any less bored. Sure, Goopy's Outstanding Omo-Emporium wasn't the most popular store.... But, still! "I wanna do some business, darn it!" the girl lightly pouted, resting a hand in her head. She'd even worn her dark red hoodie this time, which seemed remarkably dry.... At least, that's what people kept remarking, whenever they saw her wearing it. 'Just Cuz I'm A slime girl, doesn't mean everything I touch is wet...' she mentally quipped to herself, glancing along the shop with a distant expression. She was quite knowledgeable about liquids, fluids, and their uses.... And, her little shop was to help the brazen, and the shy alike to overcome their...Troubles when it came to tinkle fun. She had snacks, garments, potions, drinks, magazines... Anything any good omo-enthusiast would be happy to have! Though, while her sales weren't bad, they weren't outstanding either..... "Though....Come to think of it..." Goopy mused, a smile curling onto her lips. "Can't say I've properly..sampled my wares before." The girl slid to her feet, and started to circle around her store, scooping a few things off of the counters. A bag of Omo-Droplets, a few specialized potions... And even one of the magazines, as she made her way back to her spot behind the counter. "Mmm.....First up, the Aqua Droplets." she mused, picking up the bag. They were eccentric, jelly candies that compacted a significant diuretic, with a gummy, sugary mix. Intended as a snack to slowly stir the urges, Goopy quickly popped a handful of the sweets into her mouth.. Dissolving them quickly. "Oooh, that's sweet..." she cooed, leaning back in her chair as she felt her body quiver in anticipation. Soon enough, she could feel the familiar panging of urgency filling below her belly... As she gave a small smile. "Mmm.. Mmmm.. Ohhh..This could be bad, if I wasn't prepared.." she whispered to herself, resting a hand on her body... A sizable bit of her bulging out... Her own bladder bloating out with copious liquid. Yes, if she was a human, this would be the end of her control... But, being able to swell her bladder for a bit..... "Mmm... Oh, the magazine has shots of girls on the toilet..." she mused to herself, lifting her arms to show off her bare girlhood. "Shame I don't have one of those in here..... Oh, i know!" She grinned, moving about, the squeezing and swirling of her bladder panging urgently...As she scooted a sizable black cauldron under her, as she started to relax her body... "Ha...Haaaaaaaahhhh..!" she moaned, a pale yellow fluid suddenly spraying under her hoodie, hurriedly splashing down into the cauldron, and filling it up slowly. "Ohhhhnn... Ohhhh, Ohhhh, and it feels good to let it out..." A low, echoing pssssssssshhhhh rang out through the store as she continued to loosen her waters into the Cauldron, feeling her own body starting to heat up, dampness seeping into the hoodie a bit. She was enjoying this... She was really enjoying this..... So, by the time her cauldron was full, and she felt herself taper off... She practically leapt back into her seat, uncorking potions. "Mmmm... Potion of Holding.." she mused, popping the bottle to her mouth, and chugging it down. For those pesky piddle problems, it was meant to help hold on for a little while longer.... But then redouble the contents withheld, after a bit. "And... Potion of piddling." Simple enough, a potion to incite prominent piddle problems. She had no idea which of the two were stronger, or which of them would win out... But, she sure hoped she'd be finding out soon! Goopy tilted back the drink, leaning back in her chair... As she closed her eyes... And waited..... She didn't have long to wait, feeling the urgency return from the droplets, coupled with the piddle potion..... Not to mention, combatting against the holding potion. Her bladder swelled, contracted, and stirred... .Fighting... Urging... Demanding... 'Pee...Don't pee... Pee... Don't pee...' she groaned sweetly, moaning to herself as she reach for one of the potion bottles. 'Ohhh..which one..which one...' She could feel her body moistening, dampening her hoodie as she got more and more excited, shuddering and gasping as the urges battled....Struggled... And then... Psssh A sharp, pale spray of liquid! The sensation sent shivers along her whole body, making her quiver and jiggle with need.... "B..Bottle... Bottle..!" she called, trying to position her pissing girlhood to fill the potion bottle quickly... Several spurts, sprays, and streams flowing into the container... Each moment of relief feeling like someone was rubbing all over her body..... By the time she was able to relax herself... Her body seemed to relent to the holding potion... Prompting her to cork off the now filled bottle... Wondering what the effects of a slime-girls urine would have on a human body..... Feeling the effects of the holding potion cement themselves, Goopy felt herself regaining focus on her job.. Hearing the door to her store open up, and some customers coming to her attention. She helped them pick out some good clothes, and some potions of their own... Accepting their money, and even waving the two out.... Before a sudden sensation escaped her slime-girl slit.... PSssh...pssshshhpsssshh "Haaaahhhh!!!!!!!" It seemed the potion of holding finally wore off, just in time to send the shoppers off. She buckled, staggering towards her desk again, but.. Psssh..pssshhhhhhhhhhpsssssssssssssssssh It was far, far too late.... Clear, lightly yellow liquid started to pool out from under the slime-girl's bottom, Goopy sliding to her knees as she felt her body starting to relax in it's entirety, making her slump over in a heated moan.... Hands sliding down to feel the flow... "O..Ohh..Ohhh yeah.. That's... That's the good stuff..."
  15. Faust

    Hold it! Saril's Omo-Idol Q&A

    Emergency PSA: Please stop trying to challenge our idols to Hold it for [X] amount of hours. This cannot be realistically done in this format, and will be met with various iterations of [No]. Feel free to ask for a view of garments, and other non-ludicrous things though.