Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Secret Stash

I have a secret stash....

....of dollies.
ShowingLeiaDollies.jpg

I have a Genetic Construct Non-A-Cat dollie, a replicant dollie and an imp dollie. Their resemblance to LilyBell, Krenshar and Zade is possibly coincidental.

My Kajira dollie seems to have disappeared in a slave roundup. It was a prototype for a children's propaganda toy for parents who are tired of politically correct dolls designed to get their daughters interested in careers. It was anatomically detailed with lubricated penetration points to give their sons hours (okay seriously seconds) of friction related glee.

Some parents don't want their children to live in a permissive household which distorts true and proper biological roles, causing unhappiness and constraint, preventing fulfillment. Only by accepting unending humiliation can their daughter feel her true place and blossomed.

It helps girls discover the true meaning of femininity thru the acceptance of extreme humiliation and submissiveness, to be a meaningless manikin servant and receptacle instead of trying to fill the hollowness of a life lived in negativistic, antibiological conditioning with the superficial pleasures of having material comforts and interesting work. If your daughter is tired of studying or uninterested in a career and all that other boring stuff, then maybe what they want is to spend their days kneeling, on all fours, squatting or spread-eagled helplessly displaying their penetration points for the lascivious attentions of their master and his pals.

The marketing department had some concerns that the single, skimpy piece of soiled cloth that barely covered her hoohah and fancy, the big money is made in accessories. Fortunately accessories for her master to keep the SLAVE fully aware of her female submissiveness: whips, chains, gags, harnesses, hoods and ropes. Originally, the target market was mainly girls, but it turned out to be mostly popular with young boys who wished to be submissive girls. It comes with a complimentary bottle of hand lotion.

Sadly, I was not able to make it to Hale's Rodeo. I tried to help Lily test some of the facilities such as the barrel racing and the line dancing.

Linedance.jpg

I hear that some mercenaries that were hired for security were looking for me as some kind of alleged Alliance Sympathizers. I think Gallagher straightened them out. Nack was on the same list, go figure. A big thanks to all of you IMing asking if they could kill them for me. LOVE!

Excavation under my office next to Fooks was finally complete and then they move my office next to the tarmac. At least my warehouse in the Destiny Compound is still in one place.
DestinyWarehouse.jpg

Destiny has its own unique undercurrents, like:
IncursionNO.jpg
The sign that says no incursions means NO INCURSIONS!

Not sure what was going on exactly, but Krenshar has been complaining about being stabbed in the back so much that I had no idea that it was not a metaphor. Fortunately Natirra was on hand to remove the knife. I was willing to help, but Natirra said my stun gun and nipple clamps were not needed.
NatirraCheckingOnPatient.jpg

Jango was having a cool artshow in his residence. Jade was there also.
JangoArtshow.jpg

Gallagher had been away for a while and his Pax infected cannabis experiment grew a little out of control.
HemlockFieldofDreams.jpg

Eavesdown Docks will be closing our precinct, have to negotiate something new for Persephone.

Sigh, first step is inventory....
InventoryED.jpg

....load it onto the Midbulk....
Aught2Midbulk.jpg

....wave bye to the Sandfly.
Sandfly.jpg

Zenobia's reopened to foreigners several months ago, but more restricted. They set up foreign wards for interplanetary matters. The one I work out of is pretty remote and barren.

Medical Center, Trade Station, Warehousing and Prison. I am told that the prison has daycare. Most long term prisoners are kept in asteroid mining camps, but this prison is for transfer of prisoners in or out of the system or for medical care.
ZenobiaForeignWard.jpg

Rose Arcana is the warden of the Foreign Ward.
 RoseArcanaWarden.jpg

Most asteroid mining is done by independent day crews, but larger rocks are consigned out or used as prison work camps. Redemption thru hard work.

The refining station doubles as an alliance station and refueling. Cargo can also be transshipped here instead of having to go dirtside.
SpaceStationZenobia1.jpg

Mining stations and Lagrange Moorages are accessible from the station.
SpaceStationZenobia.jpg

We often make supply drops and ore pickups from some of these asteroid mining camps.
SpaceStationZenobia2.jpg

The forcefield is semi-permeable, so you can fly thru it, but it keeps the air in.
SpaceStationZenobia3.jpg


Al Raqis opened up an embassy on Paquin. CNS also opened a passenger lines from Hale to Al Raqis.
AlRaqisEmbassyonPaquin.jpg

I was working on one of our moorages and a technical error resulting in impromptu skydiving. Due to a large ship blocking the main landing pad, I landed in the United System Directorate's compound. Lt. Colonel Collins was understanding, mostly.
Trespassing.jpg

We had 3 sightings of broken down Space Navigator's Guild Drones in Al Raqis. Doctor Qui, a researcher in residence snapped this pic of a drone on the landing pad. He chased it into the Khamal Alraddy City District. One of our Aegis had a similar experience with a different drone. Two destructed upon being shot with no useful debris and the third escaped. We are looking for a non-destrucive means of acquiring one of these trespassing drones.
BrokenDrone.jpg

And finally....

WHO DAT?!?
WhoDatCreepyGirl.jpg