Rampage
I am a fucking god.
- Real Name
- Nicolas King
- Missions
- 2,695
- Residence
- Melrose Place
- Ability
- Telepath, Telekinetic, Mind Control, Super Strength, Durability , Healing Factor
Booze and sex...who could resist?
Nicolas followed the sashaying asses of Delilah and Ava to the entrance to the sub-basement, or as he would now call it, the Dungeon of Vice. Courtney had stocked it with booze and Ava was bringing the sex with her, leading the way. HE watched the pair enter in front of him, and then he stepped to the door...
and paused. He saw SOMETHING. A man? A SHAPE? Not sure what it was. He attempted to track it, using his eyes to lead to where it should have been heading....but nothing. Nothing at all. Was Courtney fucking with him? She had been opening up a bit. But no...this was not her MO. She was more into up-front pranks if she did them at all. He started to step over to investigate further, but he dismissed it. He shook his head. Ava interrupted his thoughts with her voice.
Baby, where are you? You coming?
Yeah...thought I saw something, but it was just a shadow.
Nicolas followed the voice inside, closing the door behind him.
Nicolas followed the sashaying asses of Delilah and Ava to the entrance to the sub-basement, or as he would now call it, the Dungeon of Vice. Courtney had stocked it with booze and Ava was bringing the sex with her, leading the way. HE watched the pair enter in front of him, and then he stepped to the door...
and paused. He saw SOMETHING. A man? A SHAPE? Not sure what it was. He attempted to track it, using his eyes to lead to where it should have been heading....but nothing. Nothing at all. Was Courtney fucking with him? She had been opening up a bit. But no...this was not her MO. She was more into up-front pranks if she did them at all. He started to step over to investigate further, but he dismissed it. He shook his head. Ava interrupted his thoughts with her voice.
Baby, where are you? You coming?
Yeah...thought I saw something, but it was just a shadow.
Nicolas followed the voice inside, closing the door behind him.