Corey had only made it to the edge of Lorelei rivers, the conjunction broken between the torrent green waves and the normal blue ones. He didn't get a chance to explore it when his watch exploded with messages saying that Kat had attacked Pamela and nearly dug her eyes out. Corey teleported back immediately. He was done with her. Done with her annoying behavior. And he wanted her to get the fuck out of his life. She was being too- the second Corey appeared in the middle of the women he noticed something was off. They were bickering about Kat which was normal, but he got an alert that the lock keeper had been on the ship. Every one looked fine, so he assumed they weren't hurt. When Pamela entered the room looking bruised and distraught, she threw herself into Corey's arms and NewAge wasted no time in telling him exactly who that was. He side stepped her and she fell down flat. Shutting everyone woman up. "Kat." He called, but she didn't answer. Yumiko sniffed her again before stalkin
Corey was finally able to search the Lorelei rivers for some answers, two days later. Because he was held down while Pamela was coping with the stress and betrayal, and the women pestering him to make it better as if he could magically take away her pain. He could but he didn't want too, at first. Until it got so bad the second night that Corey had to do something. Soon Pamela was back to her old self, and she acted like it was okay to be betrayed. Corey headed towards the broken part of the river. The division that separated it from the regular water. He was intrigued by its green color. This time the waves had changed. It was too early for the sun to be out. It was too dark for him to see anything on the normal dark blue seas as he walked on top of them. He could see through the green water, that was when Corey heard the first giggle of a female. He heard a splash and turned towards the disolate set of sharp rocks just floating on the Lorelei rivers. The currents were almost like m
Mikayla found Corey a minute after breakfast was announced. She knew him well enough that she didn't bother waiting for him to show up. Some mornings Corey was a busy person. Forgetting that food was essential to his life. He was scribbling down something when she found him and after a moment of just watching him she took note of the water in a clear glass bottle. The color of the Lorelei. She gasped, but Corey still kept his eyes on the microscope. Staring at the contents of the water. Or so she thought. Corey had fingure out that the Lorelei reacted differently to so many things. The only constant, and stable thing that reoccurred each time he added something to it, was how it would grip that thing and never let go. Corey had tried pens, insects, he used a drop each for them and the water acted possessive. Refusing to release its captive. The one thing Corey hadn't tried it on was a living person. He wasn't about to test it on himself. He needed to find a poor sap, then study wha
Mikayla took them to a tropical beach area, because she needed a break and Corey was forced to enjoy it. Well, he was forced to participate and pretend that he was enjoying it. Borba slug one of her masculine arms around his shoulders, and she dragged Corey as they marched over the beach. The girls were having fun, and Corey was instead thinking about what he would do when he found Lorelei. He was able to lead Borba into one of the many canopies where he found a chair to stretch his body on. The orc left him too it as she wanted to beat Misha in volleyball. Corey was bored only three minutes into his relaxing time. He turned his neck to the side, tired of watching the boring blue waves. He instead focused on the heated sand, and the people walking all over it. Corey spotted a man dressed in all black walking his way. The beach wasn't empty. Several people laid around spending their time enjoying all that the island had to offer. When the man reached Corey he dropped a note, and cont
Hi Corey. It's Iriel. While I know I'm the last person you wish to talk too, I've come to you with a bargain. If you'll accept. It appears the people I thought would help me better than you have all turned against me. My freedom is nothing but a dream I have during the nights when I can sleep. I'm terribly worried and I'm not sure what to do.So here I am, writing to you in hopes that you'll help me. I know compassion and empathy are not your things. Which is why I won't even bother to give you a sob story. I'm not dumb. Although lately, I haven't felt that way. And I blame you partially for that. My life wasn't free of shackles and rules, but it was better before I met you. That's besides the point. I can let bygones be bygones, if you and I can reach a deal. I'll tell about the current hit on your life, and how it'll happen in as much details as you'd like, if you once again allow me to join your women so that I can find my freedom. I can almost hear you scoffing as I right this
Curiosity definitely killed the cat, as Corey proceeded to spend the rest of his night examining the piece of tech he stole away from that robot. Mikayla finally took the boat, and drove it in the direction Corey needed to be. He'd let her haveher vacation. Now it was time for him to get another clue. This game was full of interesting stories, and paths you could take. Corey had no doubt that if he chose a particular setting, and spot, he wouldn't be in this mess. Well, he would still be under the lock keeper's raider. But he wouldn't have met most of the crazies, and he did not exclude his women from this. Alot could have gone down differently if Corey had chosen a different path. For example, if he hadn't made the decision to go through that disgusting jungle, and into the land of pedophiles and sexual abusers, he likely wouldn't have found Pamela. And neither would he have saved the suffering elf girls.If Corey had left the forest without uttering a word to Eleanora they never w
The woman with link hair looked very odd, even though odd is not the right word, to Corey. She had a human set of hair, human lower lip, and human fingers. Corey was disturbed as he took in the strange sight of this bot as she went through a flask of organs as though she was trying to pick out the best to use. There was another boy laying on a medic bed, and he was strapped. Corey saw the male struggle. The only part of him that was human, happened to be the genitalia. He had a long male, pale, dick attached to the center in between his legs. Disgusted, Corey turned his eyes to the side. The sentients were definitely doing something. "Relax, SCP- 334. The feel receptors have no been added yet, you have nothing to worry about."The bot screeched. "If that was the case then why do I feel like you're about to do something bad to me. What is the meaning of this? What even is this between my legs?""You're asking too many questions, breathe for a moment. Your questions will be answered.
Corey was off the ship the second Mikayla announced their arrival. The women decided they would do a little shopping and return to the ship by night fall. Well, not every woman. Borba, and Eleanora took Greta for a flight. Pamela stayed on the ship to fix something, and so did toby. But he only stayed because he was sea sick. The rest went shopping.Visiting the beautiful town to see all that it had to offer. Corey was left to his own vices. He found the temple in seconds flat, and he went for the tour. He was shown around the entire place, and the small townsfolks explained that their man attraction had something of a difficult background. Corey allowed his mind to go far off as everything else in the tour didn't interest him. If Lorelei was the perfect specimen, why in god's name was she in a town far from the sentients? Was it like his little paradise? Could they not enter?The question went over his head, into NewAge alerted him that they were arriving at the good part. The whole