Driving

Driving

Seraphim, Megan, and Kyan1te all bought new cars, yesterday. There ensued much driving. The highlight of all the driving, was in Megan’s new Platypus… a gorgeous, retro-styled little beast she has had her eye on for a while… and which happens to be…

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… amphibious! Earlier in the day, whilst the threesome were test-driving Kyan’sĀ Jupiter Concord, Kyan and Megan basically kidnapped a sweet little hermaphrodite they met in a road-side diner, and then there were four on the journey…

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… many fellow travellers were encountered…

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… and many new vistas were explored…

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… along the way everyone fell out at least once, the Platypus changed colour several times, sprouted a roof, Seraphim and Kyan swapped seats (mainly due to their frequent snuggle sessions)…

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… and the mirror acquired a doll, the dashboard a duck, and the windscreen a nav-sat console.

Art Trip

Eidola

Seraphim took her little scout to Eidola yesterday. When they arrived, Seri said ‘So… deep thought stuff, here, baby..’ to which her baby replied ‘I see large humans, Mistress…’

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… to which Seraphim replied ‘Yes, me, too, sweet thing… that must mean they are actually there, do you think?’ Her baby answered ‘I do not know, Mistress’…

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… Seraphim answered ‘Actually, baby, you do… you and I just shared a visual consensus of our environment… either we are sharing the same psychosis, or the large humans are actually there.’… to which her baby brightly replied ‘I like pretty clothes.’…

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… Seraphim smiled to herself… she loves her baby, and she knows her baby has a mind beneath that gorgeous froth…

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… Tee happily skipped and played as they continued to take in the ‘large humans’.

 

Cookies?

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Would you buy cookies from this little Girl Scout?…

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… she wants to raise money for gynoid awareness week…

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… although, having seen her, one doubts you are ‘unaware’ of gynoids any longer…

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… and, yes, I suspect she could sell you several packets of cookies.

Noir Bar II

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There are parts of the city, far below the teeming brothels and arms markets…

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… where the sound of the falling ‘rain’ is as constant as the sound of surf on a terrestrial shore…

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… where all the bars are empty, because the people are gone. Sometimes, in these decaying tombs of debauched squalor, beings appear…

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… and act out long-forgotten scenes of loss, loneliness, and despair…

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… where nothing is as it seems, nothing lasts…

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… and no one gets out unchanged.

Noir Bar

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Seraphim, Am3thyst, and Kyan1te spent time, last evening, playing inĀ Hangars Liquides, a fabulous, Bladerunner-esqe sim, full of dark, dystopian sci-fi grittiness… they had a lot of fun, and no problems, acting out the roles of a sci-fi noir threesome…

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… no problem with these roles… because those are now the reality of their lives…

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… Seraphim’s life has never been so rich and complex…

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… to her unending delight, she now finds herself in a relationship with sweet little Kyan1te, the Scout unit who has been programmed as a submissive sex toy…

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… and Am3thyst, who is actually the android form of Kyan1te’s mother, Megan, who is a shape-shifting Neko techno-sorceress…

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… Seraphim’s mind feels like anything might happen next… and it does not scare her in the slightest. This lonely, reclusive alien, has now found a loving family… a very strange family, to be sure, but, then, Seraphim is hardly ‘ordinary’, herself.