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Entry 8

By Gideon Kalve Jarvis

Vote Tallies

*At the Temple

Attack! - 2

Stealth - 9

Third options (to modify the above)

-Bring down entry and attack from behind (chances as Stealth option) - 1

-Explode censer, fill room with smoke to confuse, then attack (chances as Attack! option - 2)

Prisoners? Y/N - 1/5

* Desert City Team

Go with Omar bin Saheed? Y/N - 5/7

Scouting Y/N - 10/1

Carmelita - 7

Chocolat - 0

Raven - 6

Renamon - 7

* Landing Site

1) Lock down the site and bury the ship - 1

2) Sit and wait and defend - 10

Afterward:

A - 2

B - 8

C - 1

D - 1

E - 0

F - 1

Okami, Jon Talbain, Master Tigress reinforce Samus Aran - 1

Kovu and Kiara scout out Kim Possible's status - 1

Jon Talbain, Kovu, and Kiara check on Kim Possible - 1

Angela and Brooklyn scout for Kim Possible - 2

Red, Kovu, and Kiara reinforce Samus Aran - 1

Okami goes to find Kim Possible - 2

Tails, Master Tigress, Jon Talbain, and Bambi scout the close by ruined tower - 1

Kovu, Kiara, Brooklyn, and Angela scout the shifting tower - 1

Scene with Krystal Y/N - 8/1

Additional Requests/Votes

Most Additional Votes require 7 total votes to make them happen, guaranteed. If fewer than 7 votes are present, but a given scene or idea fits, then it might still be used - the more votes, the more likely a given suggestion will appear. If I list a given suggestion as definitely happening, then no further votes are needed - it will happen.

General exceptions are as follows:

-New characters require 5 votes to be included.

-Inclusion of major scenes require 10 votes.

-General changes of story/game policy require a basic majority; ties will result in no new implementation until a tiebreaker occurs.

Should characters become dynamic/level up? Y/N - 1/0 (10 votes either way decides it)

Chocolat and Elh need to be talked out of their prudish ways - 4

Boss, the charr engineer, becomes a voyeur with Riva - 1

Characters:

Kaa - 2

Lt. M'Ress - 2

Flamedramon - 1

Captain Claw - 1

Articuno - 1 (mythic)

-Cheshire Cat (Rule 63'd) - 5 - The character will be included; no further votes needed

Scenes:

Villains Scene - 9/10

Mythological Encounter - 4

Nudity becomes more common among the crew - 3

Master Tigress demands a rematch with Jon Talbain - 2

Master Tigress/Renamon interaction - 1

Jon Talbain takes charge as Alpha male - 1

Author Notes

Please take note of the vote, above, requesting that characters become dynamic, namely, that they be able to level up and improve over time. Thus far, I was assuming that characters from various sources would not change much, so as not to lose sight of their origins. However, if there is a majority vote requesting that these canonical characters become more experienced and able to handle different challenges over the course of the story/game, then I will make the change.

As a side note, out of curiosity, shortly after putting out the last entry, I decided to roll out both possible paths that Samus Aran might take, to see what would happen to her, depending on her actions at the ruined temple. On one set of rolls, after a close fight right to the finish, she succeeded, and saved the princess. On the other set of rolls, after an equally close fight, she failed, and was taken by the bad guys, while Luna was transformed into Nightmare Moon. Then I sat back, and waited for you, the readers, to decide which of these two paths Samus would take.

We will soon see if you chose correctly.

UFC Entry 8

Not a good situation. That was the thought that immediately came to Samus Aran as she crouched in the shadow of one of the looming pillars, especially as she started getting blips on her motion trackers, telling her that more enemies were showing up by the moment. Her database hadn't encountered these two villains before her - Tira and I-No, she heard them calling each other - but what readings she could get off of them, without revealing her presence, were frightening, to say the least. Strange energy readings made it very clear that Samus was dealing with magic-enhanced enemies.

Running those same passive scanners over some of the blips, Samus found that she was picking up...hmm, well now. Robots. Well, mostly robotic, anyway. There might be some biological components involved, making them cyborgs, but she couldn't tell from this range, meaning if there was any real meat in these things, it wouldn't be much.

There was only a little bit of time, Samus knew immediately, before she was detected. Either those two witches up front would pick her up with some sort of hyper-sense, or else the cyborgs would detect her with their more standard sensors. Either way, stealth wasn't going to be an option for long.

At least, if Samus held still.

Out of her power armor, just wearing her zero suit, Samus could perhaps have gone without any technological device picking her up for hours. However, right now, she didn't rate her chances if she left the raw power of her power armor behind, especially not against those two witches. So what that meant, just to start, was that Samus needed a distraction...

[60% chance of success - rolled 11 - Success #1! New chance of success is 65%]

SHROT!

At the very moment the green-garbed evil jester - Tira - was lifting the censer up to the equine princess' muzzle, making her take a nice, deep breath, Samus' targeting reticule snapped to the target, and blasted the censer to pieces. Immediately, great billows of strange, heavy smoke began to fill the area, making the lizard women scream in terror, and make a break for an archway, which Samus presumed must be the pathway down, into the temple's dungeons.

Of course, that was when all Hell broke loose.

Luckily for Samus, the term wasn't (quite) literal.

With smoke filling the entire lower temple complex, Samus was grateful for her suit's many visual upgrades, so say nothing of its self-contained air supply. Just adding the right filter meant she could almost immediately ignore the presence of the smoke in the room. Her visual acuity meant that the bronze-and-gold clad bounty hunter was able to clearly see what had to be dozens of targeting lasers suddenly start dotting the walls and pillars everywhere.

This place was packed!

Some others might have been intimidated by the numbers Samus knew she was facing. Some others weren't Samus Aran. To Samus, greater numbers just meant that many more targets.

Pop! Pop, pop, pop, pop!

Diving out from behind a pillar, firing even while she rolled to the next, Samus took a split-second to take in the appearance of her primary opponents. They looked something like a high-tech version of a medieval knight, complete with a helmet plume, their face masks slanted and evil-looking, a look completed with a pair of glowing red eyes. Obviously, however, the beings were robots, or so cybernetic that they didn't have much meat left. From their forearms protruded various weapons, guns and glowing energy razors, mostly. From out of their shoulders and chests, still more guns extended, from which the targeting lasers were being projected, hunting for Samus. Samus, however, was far too fast for the robots, even as her computer kicked out information on her opponents.

[http://killerinstinct.wikia.com/wiki/Fulgore]

"Fulgore type-03," the computer helpfully supplied. "Ultratech advanced fighting android. Enhanced speed, strength, and durability. Advanced problem-solving capabilities; self-awareness potential strongly suspected; officially denied by Ultratech. Standard weaponry: head-mount minigun, depleted uranium payload; energy razors; extensive hand-to-hand combat programming. Advised course of action: don't get hit."

She hated when her suit was helpful.

Still, her shots had taken out the ones she'd hit. Well, damaged them, anyway. One confirmed kill, as its head had separated from its body after her single initial shot, and it was lying, sparking, on the floor. The other two were down, having taken two shots each, their torsos showing serious damage. Of course, they might just be playing possum - Samus would have to keep tabs on them.

With three of her opponents down for the time being, however, Samus was starting to feel somewhat confident. She might actually win this one...

[65% chance of success - rolled 88 - failure #1 - New chance of success 60%]

Ah!

Samus didn't even see what it was that hit her, until it was racing past. The creature was small, not even the height of a human man, and covered in white fur, with blue facepaint around the eyes and the bridge of the muzzle. In the creature's hands were razor-sharp kama, the ancient sickles edged with alloys so advanced, they'd actually managed to leave score-marks along Samus' suit! Before the bounty hunter could get a bead on her attacker, however, it ducked behind another pillar, playing the same game of cat-and-mouse that Samus had been using against the Fulgores.

"Vulpes lagopus," Samus' onboard computer supplied rapidly, Samus' reading ability fast enough to keep up even while she was ducking and weaving for her next opening, while avoiding an opening from her opponent. "Archaic, Alopex lagopus. Arctic fox, vixen. Subject appears to have humanoid characteristics. Mutation enhancements strongly suspected. Subject has reflexes exceeding this suit's capabilities, but your chozo-enhanced abilities might equalize a confrontation."

[http://turtlepedia.wikia.com/wiki/Alopex]

"Good to know," Samus thought to herself, her back to a pillar as the Fulgores started tearing it apart with their miniguns, and no visual confirmation on the location of that vixen. Oh yeah, this was not a good situation. And getting worse all the time.

[60% chance of success - rolled 11 - success #2! New chance of success is 65%]

To space with hiding! Screaming into her suit, the sound not carrying beyond her own helmet, Samus spun and charged right at the tight-packed mass of Fulgores. Her armcannon fired again and again, switching between missiles and beams as she tore into their ranks, cutting down metal men one by one. The suit sparked, and Samus registered impacts dully, almost as though they were happening to someone else, so caught up was she in the bloodlust that consumed her. She was_battle! She _was bloodlust!

A Fulgore stepped in, razor-edged blades swinging down at Samus' head. She caught the cyborg's wrist with one hand, the other shoving her armcannon right into its open chest cavity, between its extended guns, before she set off a missile right in the middle of its body, sending it flying apart. More of the Fulgores closed in around her, obviously preferring close combat to ranged, their energy blades lashing, tearing deep gouges in the chozo power armor, and one or two even cutting into the flesh beneath.

But Samus didn't fall! She didn't even stop! Instead she turned, firing again and again, lashing out with kicks and punches to give herself distance, just enough distance to get in another shot, and then another, and another still, her suit and her mind and her body all in perfect accord, each shot taking down another of her opponents.

How many of them were there?!

Apparently...not enough.

Panting hard in her suit, her domed shoulders rising and falling just like the flesh beneath, Samus stood knee-deep in the midst of her fallen enemies, gripping half a Fulgore torso by one arm, the red glow from its eyes flaring brightly, and then failing completely.

"Who else wants some?" demanded Samus, and this time she let the words carry to the surrounding chamber. Stealth had gotten her this far, but now...now was the time for battle.

[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4gQoa0xr9H8]

"Oh dear," said I-No, running her tongue slowly along the throbbing length of black phallus in her hand, apparently unperturbed by Samus' sudden appearance, as she was still standing just in front of Princess Luna, keeping the princess between Samus and herself. "I do believe we have a visitor."

"A very rude one, too," agreed Tira, stepping out from behind the dangling princess, a large, bladed metal ring forming from thin air as the gripped her fingers, closing them around the ring's inner surface. "I guess we'll have to teach her some manners: Alopex, Luna, Shura: with me!"

[http://soulcalibur.wikia.com/wiki/Luna

http://soulcalibur.wikia.com/wiki/Shura]

"Shall I call on the others below, dear Tira?" asked I-No with a sweet smile, while her free hand teased its fingertips between the dangling pony princess' petite, upthrust breasts with their starlight-tipped nipples, and then down her smooth, taut tummy, toward the delicate indentation at the base of Princess Luna's smooth-furred pubis.

"Nah," laughed Tira as Samus felt herself surrounded by the four warrior women, her own battle sense telling her that she was surrounded even before her sensors. "I got this."

[Chance of success 65% - rolled 92 - failure #2! New chance of success is 60%]

There wasn't much time for Samus to get a look at the two newcomers. One was a girl with pinkish hair and a boyish figure - actually, in the heat of the moment, without her sensors, Samus would have pegged the girl for an effeminate boy. And she really was a girl, obviously not that old, maybe late in her teens at the most. All the same, the straight-edged sword she was carrying, as well as the knives on her chest bandolier, were obvious threats, made of the same deadly allow that had sheared score-marks in Samus' armor already. As for the other woman - and she was very obviously a woman - she was a dark lady: hair dark, eyes dark, scanty leather clothes dark, skin pale and smooth. In her hands gleamed two razor-edged curved swords, probably Japanese from their look, and just from the way she held them, Samus knew she was facing a mistress of those blades.

The attack came faster than eye could follow. One moment Samus was in the middle of her foes, the three she could see, and the next she was under attack. She registered the light weight of the mutant fox on her back, and tried to spin, to jerk, to throw her assailant off. Fortunately, Samus couldn't have her head or neck attacked with her helmet on, but all the same, those kama were tearing into her upper back and the base of her helmet with terrifying speed, while the fox held herself in place with her strong, lean legs. Every strike made Samus' viewscreen flicker, and she knew she had to get out of this hold fast!

How the attack that followed was so perfectly coordinated, Samus could only guess. She'd seen some fighting teams that had practiced together for years that could operate like her attackers did, but somehow, she doubted that these fighters had done anywhere near that much work. Magic, perhaps? Psionics, maybe? Whatever was going on, the other two seemed to be tied to Tira, taking their cues from her. Obviously she was the lynchpin.

Of course, these realizations only came with time. Time, unfortunately, was not a luxury that Samus had right then. The straight-sword sheared through the top of one of her thighs, and if her internal air supply hadn't jetted out explosively, pushing the pink-haired girl back, Samus might have taken some of that cut to her leg. Then the swords lashed out, and Samus felt power failing from her arms as the feeds were severed, leaving her with only her own strength., the enhanced physical abilities provided by her suit cutting out abruptly.

"Guess it's time to finish this," said Tira casually, hefting her bladed ring with a casual, teasing air. "Whether you're robot or flesh under that suit, I guess we'll find out pretty soon, won't we?"

[Chance of success 60% - rolled 53 - Success #3! - New chance of success is 65%]

No! It wasn't ending like this!

Suddenly tucking in her arms and legs, Samus dropped to the floor. The white-furred vixen went sprawling on her back, shock on her face, while Tira's own swing whirred right through where Samus' midsection had been, and would have split the front of Samus' suit in two, cutting her out of her suit like a lobster from its shell. But the women hadn't counted on one thing: Samus' morph ball form.

Rolling with blinding speed, Samus got clear of the group, then flipped up onto her feet, spinning to face her enemies, armcannon up. Even without the enhanced strength of her suit, her weapons were self-contained, and still functional, albeit at reduced power. Popping off shots, she caught the vixen before she could get up, sending her sprawling back, jerking spasmodically with the electrical dose she'd supplied. The two humans were next, and while Shura managed to catch the shots on her crossed swords, Luna cried out as she was hit in the forehead, knocking her flat on her back, stunned. If Samus' suit had been at full power, the shots to vixen and girl would have been lethal; as it was, they seemed to be out of the fight for now.

"All right," Tira commented with the same demented grin and jocular humor as always, "I guess we could use a little help."

"Mmm," cooed I-No, her voice carrying over the moans she was forcing from Princess Luna's lips with the movements of her hand, slick wetness dripping down the heavily-drugged equine humanoid's supple inner thighs. "Be there in...just a moment."

At the word "just," the dildo thrust upward, and suddenly Princess Luna cried out, part in pain, part in pleasure. Blood trickled down her thighs along with her juices of pleasure, and I-No grinned sadistically as she simply left the pulsing dark dildo inside the helpless princess.

"Now all we have to do is wait," said I-No, slinging her guitar from off her back, then hefting it like a battleaxe. "Demonic sex magic will corrupt her soon enough. Just like all the others," she added with a brief glance at the two fallen fighters, and then at Shura. "Though it's easier with some than others," she added as she came to a stop beside Tira, giving Samus a challenging nod of her head. "You might as well give up now, bounty hunter; I can smell your pussy through the holes in your armor. Give up, and me and Tira'll be...nice about taking you. But if you keep fighting," she glanced at Tira, and the two women laughed hideously.

"Stallion will just _love_to have another plaything," Tira taunted.

[http://myanimeron.net/2013/04/words-worth-episode-1-uncensored/- go to 18:00 for the start of Stallion's scene; also http://www.rpgcodex.net/forums/index.php?threads/lets-play-words-worth-nsfw.69207/for the game he originally came from]

From the corner of her vision, Samus Aran picked up some movement from the entrance to the temple's lower reaches; someone was coming down the stairs. The silhouette was canid in nature, probably lupine, but Samus was pretty sure it wasn't Jon Talbain come to help her out. More likely one of the allies of these two witches was returning just in time to give them a hand.

It was time to end this.

[Chance of success 65% - rolled 96 - failure #3! - New chance of success 60%]

Samus never saw it coming. Fast as she was, I-No was even faster, spinning her guitar around, and lashing her hands across the strings with a frenzy. The force of the raw sound energy plowed into Samus, sending the bounty hunter sprawling back. She only just barely rolled to the side as the ringblade came whistling past, slicing into the cold stone of the floor as though it were a hot knife through butter. Blades flashed, and before Samus could even get to her feet, Shura was there, cutting into her back, ruining Samus' jump jets and fully cutting off her suit's life support systems at last. Now the smoke was starting to seep into her suit, and Samus felt her eyes getting heavy, her limbs growing weak...while a strange, tingling itch started between her legs.

What was _in_that smoke?

"Now," said I-No, walking forward with a casual saunter, lifting her axe to deal the final knockout, "it's all over. Welcome to the family, slave."

Somewhere in the background, Samus was vaguely aware that the lupine figure wasn't stopping to join in the fight. Instead, he continued onward, heading down the stairs to the dungeon. Probably going to tell whoever was down there to get ready for another prisoner.

[60% chance of success - rolled 28 - success!]

Balling up her fists, Samus shoved them both suddenly into I-No's chest. Weak as she was, the bounty hunter was still stronger than any normal human, the chozo blood in her veins giving her an edge.

The force of that double-fisted punch was enough to make I-No take two steps backward.

Blinking in surprise, I-No turned and grinned at Tira, eyebrows raised.

"She's a feisty one, isn't she?" the red-garbed witch quipped, and then turned back to face Samus. "Not that it matters...huh?"

I-No suddenly looked down, her eyes widening in alarm as she saw the glowing power bomb Samus had stuck to her chest.

"Help, Tira!" she called out, turning to the green-garbed jester.

"One teleport coming up," said Tira, tossing her ringblade into the air, then grabbing I-No and stepping beneath it, Shura joining them, while the fallen white vixen and the pink-haired girl were dragged into the circle by an unfelt wind. The ring fell, and instantly, all the women had vanished, along with the ringblade. And the power bomb.

Breathing hard, Samus turned to Princess Luna. Talking up to the bound mare, the bounty hunter fiddled with the manual override settings on the side of her helmet, eventually getting some readings, though they were faint. The princess had been tainted by something, a matter/energy substance similar to phazon, whose intended purpose was her total corruption, and with a potent magical element that Samus couldn't decipher. Judging from what she'd heard, though, she guessed there was some potent sex magic taking place.

Steeling herself, Samus reached forward, and slowly, carefully squeezed her fingers into Luna's snug indigo quim.

The young princess moaned loudly, her back arching as the bounty hunter's strong fingers delved into her inner spaces, a heavy gush of juices spattering on the floor.

Breathing out a sigh of relief, Samus pulled back, the throbbing phallus now in her hand. It was smaller than before, and with another scan, Samus realized that, while she'd stopped the phallus from taking its full effect, she hadn't been fast enough to keep the princess from taking some taint.

What she needed was magical help. And that was something Samus couldn't provide.

Glancing toward the stairs, Samus weighed her options. If she took Luna back to the ship, where someone like Okami Amaterasu could perhaps save the princess from her gradual corruption, she would certainly doom those in the dungeons below, for there were others that she hadn't faced yet. On the other hand, if she risked the trek into the dungeon, she guessed from her readings that Luna would last several hours at least, but Samus herself might not be up to the task, as weakened as she was after her recent battle. At this point, the power armor was more in the way; she'd have to go with just the zero suit.

*

"No thank you, Mister Rat," said Chocolat, as cheery as ever. "We'd really rather spend the night on our ship. But thank you for the offer."

Omar bin Saheed blinked, and then frowned.

"That is most unwise," he said, his voice forced into calm, but obviously filled with an underlying tension. "The streets are...not safe, when the sun goes down. Even less safe to those who are not of our fair city." He looked away nervously. "And my mistress will be very displeased with me should I not return with you."

"I'm really sorry, Mister Rat," Chocolat apologized, and she really did sound sincere, "but we've made up our minds. You'll just have to give your boss the bad news."

"As my ladies wish," said Omar, his disappointment obvious. "May you be safe this night. If you are well come the dawn, we may meet again."

"Weird guy," said Carmelita with a frown.

"He was being controlled by something," said Raven, her own expression enigmatic in the shadows of her cowled cloak. "I will stay here and try to track whatever it was down. Perhaps we can find the source of this Emerald Eyes person he said was his mistress."

"I guess I'm staying with Raven," Chocolat chimed in brightly. "After all, somebody has to watch the boat, and I know from being around Elh that isn't really possible when you're doing the whole mystic-y thing."

"Indeed," Raven responded dryly.

"Detective, Miss Renamon?" Chocolat continued. "Do you think you'll be all right taking a look around tonight? I know Mister Rat said it wasn't safe, but I think we could really use all the information we can get about this place. And maybe this planet, too."

The two women agreed (even if one of them wasn't precisely a woman...), and soon Chocolat was setting up the turret on the boat, while Raven seated herself near its stern, her legs folded in the lotus position.

"I hope they don't get in any trouble," said Chocolat, mostly to herself.

-

Carmelita Montoya Fox had spent all her life around cities, in more places than she could count. This city by the shores and the desert was no different from many of them. Actually, she vaguely recalled chasing that blasted ringtailed man to a place that was...no, it was best not to think about the past, with its old...well, whatever Sly Cooper was to Carmelita. The past was simply too complicated. Best to focus on the present.

As she strolled the bazaar, the blue-haired vixen found that most of the merchants, and even a few of the urchins (the ones who didn't try to pick her pocket, that is - Carmelita knew better than to allow that to happen) were quite willing to talk. After all, she was a new face, and that meant a new ear to hear all the gossip, and a possible new source of future income, provided one were friendly enough. Beyond all that, however, the people here, whether skaven rats or lacuni sandcats, obviously had a powerful tradition of storytelling.

The stories were mostly of the fantastic variety, and Carmelita knew to discount the majority of what she heard. What she didn't discount, however, struck her as important. First, of course, was the matter of shelter for the night, just in case there was trouble at the boat. For that, she was readily told of an old ruin only a short distance outside of town, and also of the sewers beneath the city, a great and vast system of labyrinthine tunnels filled with monsters and worse, if even half the stories were to be believed. Since Carmelita didn't believe most of them, however, she doubted that what lay beneath the city could be nearly as dangerous as some of what she saw above.

Ah, and that was the beauty of a port city like this, wasn't it? The criminal element. Carmelita found out far too quickly that her money - Galactic Credits, legal tender between the three major factions and Limbo as well - simply wasn't any good down here on this forgotten backwater. Legal tender around here took the form of gold and silver coins, most of it obviously minted centuries in the past, at least. The hard credits Carmelita had did contain trace amounts of precious metals, and a few of the more ambitious or accommodating merchants expressed some interest in buying them to make into jewelry and other trinkets, but she doubted it would be anywhere close to enough for the parts she wanted. Which meant, if Carmelita wanted money, she'd have to deal with the criminals who seemed, quietly, and from the background, undetectable to any but Carmelita's trained eyes and nose, to run everything in the city.

Off in the distance, Carmelita could see the casinos, which bordered the desert and a great river that ran past the teeming metropolis they'd seen from a distance. People came from the great city to gamble away their money and their lives in the casinos of the desert city. They also came to buy and sell slaves. Prostitutes...well, they weren't very common in the bazaar where Carmelita spent her time, but she quickly learned that they could be found, if one knew the right ear to tickle, and palm to grease.

Carmelita half toyed with the idea of selling herself, but quickly discarded the idea. Heh, of course, such a notion was pure comedy!

Last of all, Carmelita found out about the parts she needed. No, nothing like that was in the bazaar. But there were rumors of a ship that had been taken to the casinos, and that the bosses were fighting over who would get the spoils. Unless Carmelita wanted to go to the great city, which was filled with old technology, much of it for sale, she'd have to deal with the crime bosses of the desert.

-

On the rooftops, Renamon stood, her arms folded. The creature was there, its figure indistinct, but visible to Renamon's eyes. She shifted slowly through the spectrum, until she was in the infrared, and then the crouching, muscular being came into full view on the edge of a nearby rooftop. It was watching her.

Whatever it was, it was big, taller than her, and very heavily-muscled, though whether it was a male or a female wasn't immediately apparent, thanks to its crouching posture. Dark dreadlocks, which Renamon realized were actually fleshy tendrils, dangled around the crown of its head in a sort of mane. Though it was hard to make out details in the infrared, especially color, Renamon thought she could tell that the creature was wearing some sort of mask, and an odd mesh that covered its body, which was otherwise mostly naked, save for the addition of some pouches and other containers, metal bracers, and a loincloth.

Trying to focus a little more, to get a better view, Renamon apparently caused the being to realize it was being watched, for it started up, then bounded away over the rooftops. Pausing a moment longer, Renamon considered whether she should give chase, or return to her friends and report. After all, there was more than one of these semi-invisible creatures out tonight; Renamon had simply followed the one that had been closest to the docks.

*

Red frowned as the Dahak neared the ship - his ship - and he saw the obvious damage its hull had taken. Something must have hit the side of the ship pretty hard to make a dent like that! He was also slightly troubled when he saw that Master Tigress was standing on top of the ship, obviously keeping watch, her expression one of deep annoyance. Why in space and time would Master Tigress be standing guard?

"She looks like she just drank a quart of pickle juice," Red said after a moment, earning himself an elbow from Elh for his disrespect.

"Be respectful," the felineko reminded the bigger caninu boy. "She's a very important person, after all."

"Welcome back," said Master Tigress, calling down as Red guided the Dahak past the many strange little mounds of flowers that had sprung up around the ship, heading toward the loading bay near the rear. "As a suggestion, by the way, you might want to stay away from the bridge for a while."

"Huh?" said Red, looking up at the lean, sturdily-built tigress with confusion obvious on his furry face. "How come?"

"It was the biggest single room on the ship," Master Tigress replied, and refused to say anything more on the subject.

"Huh," commented Red as he marched his mecha into the loading back, then parked it against its recharge station. "That was weird. What do you make of it, Elh?"

"I think we should ask Boss," replied the little purple-striped felineko girl. "There she is, over there by the main ship entry." Then Elh blinked, and then she blushed, as she realized an important detail: aside from her toolbelt, Boss seemed to be...

"Hey!" exclaimed Red, hopping down from the Dahak. "Are you naked?"

"Don't say such things!" demanded Elh, hopping down after the ruddy-furred caninu, who seemed eager to stay at least a step ahead of the smaller teen, apparently not wanting to get hit with the magazine she was rolling up in her hands right then.

For her part, Boss blushed furiously at being noticed in her altogethers (not that there was that much to see - she was a charr, after all), and moved both her large hands to conceal the most obvious female feature on her person - her small nipples were reasonably well-concealed by her fur, and didn't really require covering. Red, however, was too busy trying to stay a step or two ahead of Elh to spend more than a moment appreciating the muscular female, though he did make her blush even more furiously with a teasing little wink on his way past, into the main ship.

Not spending nearly enough time to survey the ship's interior, to inspect it for possible damage, Red made his way as quickly as he could - without quite running away from Elh, though he did come close several times - toward the far end of the ship, where the bridge was. After all, a captain should command his vessel from the bridge! As he neared the bridge door, however, Red discovered that he could slow down, as Elh found her whole body seizing up, her eyes popping wide open, her face turning a very deep shade of scarlet, at the wiry, beautifully-sculpted werewolf leaning casually against the wall next to the door...stark naked.

Naturally, while Elh was fighting a war against a pretty nasty nosebleed - the stuff was just spurting out! - Red slipped past Jon with a slight nod of greeting, which the werewolf returned, smirking at the cute little felineko's reaction to his nudity, and entered the bridge.

At what greeted his eyes, Red's jaw dropped.

"Krystal?" he said, blinking several times as he addressed the person he'd left in charge during his absence. "Krystal, what in the world happened here?"

"Mmm mm mmph!" responded Krystal as best as she could.

Unfortunately for the blue-furred vixen's communication skills, her muzzle, at that moment, was full to the brim with a rather sizable red gargoyle penis.

Choices

* The Temple

Samus Aran has two obvious options.

1) Take Princess Luna back to the ship right now. Indicate if she should also take any of her other fallen foes. This will abandon the prisoners in the dungeon to their fate.

2) Enter the dungeon. There will be a fight if Samus goes this route, with a 50% chance of success, requiring three successes or failures to end the fight - she doesn't have the element of surprise, and she'll have to go without her power armor. Success means she frees the prisoners, and can save Princess Luna as well afterward. Failure means she joins the prisoners...

If the dungeon vote wins, please indicate if Samus should take prisoners (you may vote on this option whether you voted for her to enter the dungeon or not). If so, this will reduce her chances of success by 5%.

* Desert City

Should Renamon engage the strange figure? Y/N

If she does, this will lead to a fight with a 60% chance of success...but the being will escape unless Renamon makes two of her rolls by at least 10. If she wins, though, regardless of if she keeps it from escaping, she'll find out exactly what she's facing.

As for the others, should they investigate:

1) The sand-sunken ruins

2) The city sewers

3) Stay on the ship

4) The casinos (Raven knows that Emerald Eyes can be found here)

Renamon will not be with the group if she fights the mysterious figure.

The choice will impact what happens next.

Also, should anyone prostitute herself at the casinos? Only one of our team will do so, as the others need to stay on alert to ensure nothing untoward happens. The first person to get five votes is "it," if any (no need to vote yes or no - just if you want someone to fill this role).

* The Ship

Shall we get more details on what's happening on the ship's bridge? Y/N

If yes wins, this will take place before any teams are sent out to rescue Kim Possible. We will pick up the search in the entry after the next one, unless time allows otherwise.