The Harem Halloween Party has begun!!! Woohoo!
Date: 10/30/99 10:18:54 PM

(this is my last post for tonite)
...Who's that bobbing for Lotor....?
TAMY!!!!!!!
Wait your turn!!!
ANYhow, in my chambers this is going on:
Keith (on bended knee): PLEASE, PLEASE marry me! I
don't know how much longer I can bear not having you
as my wife!!!
Me: It's not that I don't love you but you have to
understand...
Cossack: JUST MARRY HIM, DAMMIT!! I'm TIRED of this
soap opera!!
Me (irritably): Go tend to your children, flyboy.
Keith: PLEASE! PLEASE do me the honor!!!!
(Lotor, with Tamy "attached", comes into the room)
Lotor: Will you PLEASE marry him and shut him up? I
can't STAND begging! And the quicker you say yes, the
quicker he'll LEAVE.
(Keith glares at him)
(Lotor ignores the glare)
Tamy: That's NOT what you said a few minutes ago! But
Gina, PLEASE, PLEASE marry him. Can't you see the man
SUFFERING?
Me(hesitatingly): I....I need to be alone...none of
you understand....my parents had an unloving marriage,
I don't want that to happen to ME...I've said too much
and it's a poor excuse, I know, but...I...need to be
alone...And I already told you, Keith, I have enough
protection here...oh damn...I'm a MESS...
Keith (wailing): GINA!!!!!!!
Me: I DO love you, Keith. I DO. Never forget that.
Keith (gasps): Does that mean....
Me: Give me a bit of time....(walks towards door) But
remember this: If I DO marry, someone other than Lotor
I mean, it will be to YOU.
Keith (beams): I can live with that...for a while.
Me (leaves): I PROMISE I'll be back soon....
Hmmmmmm!
nitey nite
nutbug

Michi-wa has arrived!!!

"I'm here!!" Michelle called out as she ran into the party room. "I hope
I didn't miss out on the bobbing for Lotor event..woagh!!" Her breath was
knocked out of her, as a strong pair of arms threw her over his shoulder.
"Why aren't you in costume!?!" Lotor demanded.
"My prince, I don't know why you insisted everyone show up in costumes,"
Michelle replied from her perch on his right shoulder. "It's not like anyone
will be wearing them for long in any event!!"
"It's my prerogative as Prince of Doom to have all my demands met." He
informed her. "So if I want costumes, you'll wear costumes!!" He set her down
on the floor. "Now go and change! Everyone's been dying to see this haunted
house you and Moonie have been working on!!"
"All right, all right!!" Michelle grumbled, casting a wistful glance over
at the ecstatic party go-ers. "It's not my fault I had to go to a museum
today!!" She paused in the doorway. "I did miss out on the bobbing for Lotor
event, didn't I?!"
He lightly slapped her pert bottom. "You'll miss out on more than that
if you don't get going!!"
"EEP!!" Michelle squealed, and mad a frantic dash for her chambers.
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Whoo hoo!! Let's party like it's 19..oh wait...It is!!
Michelle
Mistress of Exclamation Points & Princess of Pleasure!!

Haunted House of Doom
"Welcome, welcome!!!" Michelle called out, decked out as a devil girl.
She wore a tight fitting, cherry red, vinyl ensemble, low cut, and short
hemline, with matching go go boots, gloves, and horns. "Come one, come all,
to Michelle and Moonie's haunted House of Doom!!"
"How appropriate!" giggled Tamy.
"The name does lack originality though..." commented Gina.
"HEY!! Cut us some slack!!" demanded Moonie, who had changed into a
tight, off the shoulder, velvet black dress. "We didn't have a lot of time to
work on this! It was sort of last minute!" She smiled, displaying a nice set
of fangs.
"As I was saying!!" Michelle glared at Gina for a moment.
"Sorry!!" Gina grinned sheepishly.
"Welcome to Michelle and Moonie's Haunted House of Doom!!!" The two
girls were deluged with a rainstorm of orange and black confetti, several
tons of it, in fact! "KREE!!" Moonie snapped, trying to shake confetti out of
her hair. She was fighting a losing battle. "I told you to go easy on this
stuff!!"
"Sorry, mistress..." Kree's apologetic voice echoed out from some hidden
spot.
Michelle sighed. "Take three....." She paused when she saw Tia raise her
hand. "Yes?"
"Well you know what they say...." Tia said grinning. "Third times the
charm!!" Everyone groaned in response. "Whatever!!" Michelle grumbled.
"Welcome to......"
"Yeah, we know already!!" Jenn cried, snuggling against John. "Let's get
on with it already!!"
"Well we would if we didn't keep having all these interruptions!!" Moonie
snapped, rolling her eyes in annoyance.
"We must advise you to pair up!" Michelle said, abandoning her
pre-planned speech. "Not just for fun sake's, but because you never know when
fish face is lurking around to prey on a helpless Scribe." A scarecrow fell
from overhead, made up to resemble Zarkon.
"Don't worry Gina!!" Keith said, pulling her into his arms, causing
Vegita to glower at them. "I'll protect you!!"
"Oh brother!!" Gina grinned. "But who's going to protect me from YOU!!"
A high pitched cackle was heard, and from out of the floor popped up a
mannequin of Hagger the Witch. "Mommy!!" Nigel whimpered, hiding his face in
Dom's chest.
"Handsome young men are not safe this night....." Moonie said in a
spooky voice, ignoring the fact that Nigel was the only one scared. "For this
night is a very special occasion, when the witch is at her most powerful and
horniest!!"
"And why is that?!" Nigel whined, eyes wide open.
"For....." Moonie paused dramatically, and the lights flickered off,
causing *Hagger* to start glowing a sickly green color. "It is also the
witches' birthday!!" "AWOOOO!!" howled a wolf. "And you don't want her to
lick birthday cake off your body!!" finished Moonie.
"So pair up everybody! Boy/Girl couples please!!" Michelle smiled.
"I get Lotor!!" Tamy screamed, scrambling towards him in the dark.
"No I do!!" Gina shouted, trying to break free of Keith's grip.
"No me!!" Samara yelled, rushing in the direction where she thought he
was in.
"You got him all night for your birthday Sammie!!" Tia snapped, knocking
people out of her way.
"Ladies, ladies, please!!" Lotor grinned in the dark, loving every
minute of this attention. "There's plenty of me to go around!!" Several
voluptuous bodies barreled into him, knocking him to the ground, where they
hovered over him, arguing furiously over possession of the prince.
"Um...hello?" Michelle called out to no avail. "Ano.....Moshi Moshi?!"
"I think we lost control again." Moonie said forlornly.
"Did we ever have it in the first place....?" Michelle asked, wincing
at what sounded like a table breaking over someone's head.......
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Michelle
M.O.E. & P.O.P.

Re: Haunted House of Doom
"This class room will come to order! I guess? Samara said as she slid into something that felt somewhat male in the darken room...
Ma will you PLEASE stop playing teacher you got all week to do that tonight's party time.
Who told ME to come to order? I and I alone King Vegita-sama am the one an only person in the entire universe capable of even giving myself an order....
In the mitts of the "shoguns" raving Viceroy Thork shoved an object into the princes mouth.
A sock from the planet earth Goku sock in fact.
Zarcon you really know how to through a party! I have not had this much fun with so many beautiful young women in years" said the elder Drule dignitary.

Haunted House Part Two

Tamy was in a great mood, having managed to sneak Lotor away from the
others, under the cover of darkness. She laughed silently, wondering what
partners everyone had ended up with. Not that she cared much, Lotor was in an
especially amorous mood, seeming not to be able to keep his hands off of her!
"And choose you're destination carefully...." Michelle was telling the
group, interrupting Tamy's thoughts. "Three of these rooms definitely lead to
the exit..." Erie music swelled dramatically, and a white sheet flew by, a
poor attempt at a ghost. "But the others.....why you might find yourself in a
robeast's pit, Hagger's laboratory...or worst of all, Zarkon's bedroom!!" The
laughter that followed this was nervous. They weren't quite sure if Michelle
was joking about this or not.
"Come on Lotor!!" Tamy heard Samara saying. "Let's try this one!!"
"Hmmm...." Tamy murmured. "She must have grabbed Loggin thinking he was
you!!" Lotor merely French kissed her in response. "WOW!!" Tamy said dazed,
allowing him to lead her towards one of the doors. The other couples quickly
made their selections as well.
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"It figures...." Diane sighed, rolling her eyes. "We end up in Hagger's
library!!"
"It's bound to be spooky though!!" Gina said, checking out the bookcase.
"This whole thing is stupid!!" Vegeta growled, his arms crossed over his
chest.
"Well no one asked you to come along!!" Gina snapped back. "Why don't you
just leave!!"
"I have my reasons for staying!!" Vegita said, giving her a meaningful
look.
"What, busy stalking me now?!" Gina demanded.
"No one's stalking anybody!!" Diane protested. "I made him come in with
me!!"
"I thought no one made you do anything!" Gina smirked. "Let alone a
woman!!"
Vegeta growled, at a lost for a response. Gina wandered over to Keith's
side, wondering what had him so interested that he hadn't bothered to get
involved with the spat.
"Better Homes & Curses...quite an extensive run: 50 Ways To Better Torture
Room Interrogation, How to Make Those Suppurating Boils Really Hurt!... Notes
On The Care And Feeding Of Strangler Vines.... Let's see...some fashion
type mags... Necropolitan...my, my. Playgirl, Popular Arcana,
Cosmopolitan.... Never would have imagined her as the type." Gina commented.
"The Joy of Curses. How To Efficiently Take Over The World: After You've
Done The Dishes (this has been crossed out, by the way. Actually, it seems
more to have been burnt out)." Keith pulled that one off the shelf, flipping
it open. "It's signed by King Zarkon!"
"He would do something like that!" Gina smirked, plucking a book off the
shelves. "Hmmm.... How To Care For And Feed Your Armis Slime. The section on
'Pet Tricks' talks about getting your slime to capture someone as a party
trick. Boy, they really worked hard to make this seem like her lab! They even
bothered to actually import real books, instead of using fake dust jackets!!"
"Guess they wanted it to be special." Diane commented, examining an
interesting looking plant in the corner.
"For sure." Keith agreed. "I thought it would be normal stuff, olives in
a jar, paper mache props, that sort of thing...."
"Lotor's gonna have a hefty bill on his charge card that's for sure!!"
Gina said, feeling the wooden bookcase. "This thing's so old it's an
antique!!"
"Hey, have you ever seen anything like this before?" Diane asked,
pointing towards the plant.
"Nope!! Wonder what it is?!" Keith said. "Must have been expensive.
Florists charge an arm and a leg to deliver plantlife to Doom!!"
"Certainly is odd looking...." Gina said.
"Quit fussing over this damn plant!!" Vegita yelled, kicking over it's
pot. There was a rumble, and vines spurted out from the ground, wrapping
around the group's waist, as a bulb popped out, separating to show several
rows of sharp spiky teeth.
"That's no ordinary plant!!" Gina shrieked. "That's Poopsie!!"
"What?!" Diane exclaimed, struggling in it's grip. "Then that means...."
They made eye contact, dread on their face. "Then this is really Hagger's
library!!"
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Uh-oh!! The witch has used magic to make the haunted house more dangerous!!
How will the Scribes survive this one!?! This is open to everyone who wants
to add on!! Stretch your creativity to the max guys!!

Michelle
M.O.E. & P.O.P.

Haunted House Part Three: Romance at at time like THIS???
"Oh GREAT," Vegita scowled. He hadn't really wanted to
be here in the first place. Only the lure of multiple
female flesh--especially mine for some weird strange
reason--had changed his mind. Somewhat.

"Oh SHUTUP," Keith snarled. He hadn't really wanted
Vegita to be here either.

Poopsie hissed and exhaled some very stinky breath.

"Ewwwwww!" Diane and I said as one.

"Don't tell ME to be quiet!" Vegita shouted.

"Don't tell ME what to do!" Keith replied.

"SHUTUP!" Diane and I yelled as one.

Oops!
Where was I? Oh yeah.

Keith and Vegita ignored us and began to get into one
hell of an argument.

Meanwhile, Poopsie lashed out an icky green tongue.

"ACK! If that touches us we're dead for sure!" I
yelled.

Diane glared at the two feuding idiots. "We're gonna
die and all you two can do is ARGUE?!"

"Uhhhhh, Keith?" I said shakily.

"What?" he snapped.

"Have I told you lately how much I--"

"Yeah, yeah, love you too."

Diane and Vegita's jaws dropped.

"You know WHAT, Keith?" I snarled.

"What?" He rolled his eyes, impatient for me to finish
so he could continue "discussing" things with Vegita.

I raised a forefinger. "You can take your knowledge
and shove it right up your--"

"Hey, HEY!" He glared at me. "Don't you EVER talk to
me like that again."

If I could have, I would have folded my arms across my
chest. "Then I suppose I shouldn't talk to you at
ALL."

"FINE!" He turned his head away.

"FINE!" I turned my head away.

Vegita scowled. "You're STILL a complete fool, Keith."

Keith snarled. "YOU can shove THAT up your--"

Poopsie's tongue came dangerously close to Diane's
neck.

"ACK!" She ducked her head.

Poopsie squeezed tighter.

Keith gasped. "Uhm, Gina?"

"WHAT?!"

"I'm sorry."

"Oh go to HELL. You're just saying that so you won't
go home unsatiated."

Diane shook her head slowly. "We're gonna die and all
you two can do is ARGUE?"

"I'M not arguing." Keith pouted.

"And I'M not talking to you," I said.

Rushing feet approached.

"Is everyone all right in there?" someone asked.

Diane rolled her eyes. "NO! We're gonna DIE! This IS
Haggar's lab and Poopsie's squeezing the HELL out of
us!!!"

next?
nutsbug

Haunted House - Part four!
As the other Scribes went through the various rooms of the haunted house,
Tamy and Lotor entered a room.

Tamy recognized the room the instant she saw it. She made a face.

"Ugh, we're in Zarkon's BEDROOM!"

Lotor didn't make a sound only kissed her neck and wrapped his arms around
her waist.

"Lotor..look, let's go somewhere else. This room is TOO real. They even made
it SMELL like fish!"

However, either Lotor didn't hear her or he was ignoring her. Instead of
going AWAY from the bed, he was propelling her TO the bed while trying to
undo her costume.

"Oh no, Lotor.." she giggled nervously, "You CAN'T mean HERE!"

But by the way he was acting AND the fact that his Scepter was at full mast
led her to believe otherwise. For the first time in her life, Tamy started to
resist the Prince of Doom.

"Lotor, no. I don't want to - not here! It's TOO real!"

And it was. The same dim lighting, the heavy furniture. The dark sheets on
the bed. The room immaculately clean yet smelling of Zarkon. If she didn't
know better, she'd SWEAR it WAS Zarkon's room!

Lotor responded with a low growl which sent chills down Tamy's spine. If this
wasn't a haunted house before it sure was now! That growl was too familar!
She was thrown on the bed but before Lotor could tackle her down, Tamy
scrambled off.

"Come here, WENCH!" Lotor said in a growly voice.

Tamy stood there for a moment. That WASN'T Lotor's voice!

"You're not Lotor! You're Zarkon!" She started to run around the bedroom,
yanking at every door to get out.

The Lotor imposter smirked evily and said, "Trick or Treat, my dear..and I DO
have a big treat for you!"

"Euwww!" Tamy exclaimed and seeing she couldn't get out and there weren't ANY
tacky heavy statues to bonk him with, started yelling, "HELP! I'M TRAPPED IN
ZARKON'S BEDROOM WITH ZARKON!"

Lotor/Zarkon smirked. "No need to scream, my dear. Isn't this what you want?
All of you LOVE Lotor, don't you? Why you all practically fight over him,
don't you? Now you have him all to yourself! So be a good wife, lay down and
enjoy it!"

"No way!" Tamy shrieked and started to kick and fight him off as he started
to tear off her clothes. She did notice that the more excited he got, the
more his disguise wavered. She continued to fight him off.

And then suddenly the lights went off, plunging them in total darkness. Of
course this didn't deter Zarkon in the least. Tamy in desperation yelled,
"HELP!!!!!!!"

next!
Tam

The Haunted House Five

"Boy it's dark in here!!" Samara commented.
"I don't mind...." *Lotor* said huskily. He nuzzled her neck with his
mouth.
"You guys!!" Nigel rolled his eyes. "This is supposed to be scary, not a
make out session!!"
"Then they shouldn't have left us in almost total darkness!" Dom said,
grinning. "Or insisted on a buddy system!!"
"They could have run out of money for lighting!!" Nigel protested.
"Honestly!!" Dom fumed. "I should have taken one of my Frenchies instead
of you!! You have no sense of romance!"
"Not when it comes to haunted houses!!" snapped Nigel.
"If you're going to be bickering all the way through, could you do it
somewhere else?!" *Lotor* demanded, breaking off from kissing Samara. "It
kinda kills the mood!!"
"What mood?!" Nigel demand, causing Dom scream in fury.
"Now, now, settle down children." Samara addressed them in her stern
teacher's tone. "Keep it up and I'll have to send you to detention....oh!!"
She blushed. "I didn't mean that Lotor!!"
"The scepter again!?" Dom asked, grinning.
*Lotor* merely chuckled in response.
"There'll be plenty of that later." Samara replied, still blushing
furiously. "Wouldn't want to hurt Moonie and Michelle's feelings by ignoring
their hard work!"
"True..." *Lotor* agreed. "What is this room supposed to be anyway?!"
"I think it's a torture chamber...." Dom commented.
"Very funny...." Samara said dryly. "It looks like a classroom..."
"So I was right!!" Dom said triumphantly. Nigel and Lotor laughed.
"WOAGHHHHHH!!!!!" a distorted voice called out. "I am the ghost of
students failed!!" A body jumped out from behind the desk. "ARGHHHHHH!!! A
zombie!!" Nigel screamed, glomping onto Dom.
"Hey, neat!!" A flashlight illuminated the zombie's face. "I wasn't
expecting that kind of reaction!"
"Jean Claude, is that you?!" Dom demanded.
"Yes, mistress..." He said sheepishly from under the face paint. "A lot
of the guys are working as tour guides and prop technicians in here."
"Tour guide, huh?" Samara asked.
"Well yeah..." Jean Claude blushed. "But there's really not much to see
around here. It's just a regular ole' fun house."
"Well, we'll be the judge of that!" *Lotor* said. "If there's one thing
I've learned after my short time on Doom, it's things are never as they
appear!!"
"True...." Samara whirled away. "What do you mean short time on Doom?!
You've spent most of your life here!!"
"True...." *Lotor* agreed. "But I was only born about three years
ago....."
"I thought your kisses were different!!" Samara exclaimed, snatching the
flashlight out of Jean Claude's hands. "Loggin, is that you?!" She
scrutinized the blue face in front of her.
"Yes, it's me...." the clone said sheepishly.
"OOOOOH!!" Samara said furiously. "I ditched Dargon for a fake!!"
"Now, now Sammie..." Loggin said, capturing her hands in his. "I didn't
mean any harm...I did it...I did it to get closer to you..."
"To me?" Samara blinked in confusion.
"Well yes..." Loggin said, scuffing his foot into the floor. "I...I
like you...a lot in fact...."
"OH!!" Samara said, her eyes widening in shock.
"But you never seem to notice me....you're always with Lotor or Dargon!!"
Loggin sighed. "I'm sorry...I just thought if you spent some time with me,
you'd...I don't know, want to spend some more...."
"Oh Loggin...." Samara said, speechless.
"Wow!!" Dom exclaimed, wishing she had some popcorn. "This is better
than a soap opera!! Don't you think so, Jean Claude?!" She turned to look at
him, and instead saw a two headed monster standing next to her!
"ARGHHHHHHHH!!!!" She screamed, grabbing onto Nigel, who turned, and spied
the monster over her shoulder. "EEEEEEEKKKKK!!" He let out a feminine scream,
and wrapped his arms around Dom. Together they screamed their heads off, all
the blood draining from their faces.
"Sorry....." Jean Claude said, putting down the mirror. "I didn't think
this would scare anyone that much!!" Samara and Loggin were oblivious to
their surroundings, soulfully staring into each other's eyes.
"If you guys are that excitable, maybe you shouldn't open the closet
door...." Jean Claude advised Dom and Nigel, who were breathing heavily from
shock.
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Appears there really is a safe room or two in this house after all!!

Michelle
M.O.E. & P.O.P.

H.H.D. Six: ?Lance to the Rescue??
"I SAID, is everyone all right in here?"

Keith narrowed his eyes. "Lance! Is that YOU?"

Lance stuck his head into the room. "YUCK!" he
exclaimed.

Keith said wryly: "Yeah, it IS disgusting, isn't it?"

Lance came into the room. "No, I meant Vegita's being
here."

Vegita's eyes blazed. "How DARE you speak to me that
way!!"

Lance shrugged. "I speak to ANYONE however I damn well
please."

"Uhm, Lance?" Diane struggled as one of Poopsie's
"arms" wrapped itself around her neck. "Would you mind
DOING something to help?!"

Lance seemed to ignore her. "If you were any uglier,
Veggie-san, everyone on Doom would be stone."

Vegita's body started to tremble as he gathered his
powers within himself.

"YOU!....IMPERTINENT!....I OUGHT TO...!"

Lance looked at Diane. "YOU look particularly lovely
tonight."

I cursed. "Lance, what the HELL is wrong with you?"

Lance shrugged. "I don't know WHAT you're talking
about. I'M just fine and dandy, thank you."

Vegita began to glow. He mumbled in Japanese. It
didn't sound too good.

One of Poopsie's arms reached for Keith's hair.

"NOT THE HAIR! NOT THE HAIR!" he yelled.

"SHUTUP!" Vegita yelled.

Lance walked over to Diane and stroked her face.
"Y'know, you keep on getting more beautiful every time
I see you."

I thought it was VERY interesting that Poopsie didn't
even TRY to grab him.

Diane scowled. "Get OFF it and rescue us."

Lance shrugged again. "Hey, Vegita, honeybunches,
you're really bringing yourself to the boil there."

Vegita snarled. "Just you wait, I've got something for
you."

His powers went to a very high level.

"NO!!!! WAIT!!!!!!" Diane, Keith and I yelled.

He ignored us and set his powers free.

Poopsie threw them right back at him through its body.

It hit us, too.

Three of us danced the mad jig of being zapped before
passing out.

Vegita shook it off and glared at Lance.

"You arrogant, impertinent, egotistical--"

Lance grinned deviously. "One more time, Poopsie. I
want him out cold too."

Vegita's eyebrows went sky-high. "WHAT--?"

Poopsie zapped him until he too passed out.

Lance grabbed a communicator out of a pocket. "It's
done. Round them up," he said into it.

Several Harem Guards trotted in to take the four of us
away.

Lance's eyes blazed as he watched us leave.

It was the blaze of someone that had been either
drugged or brainwashed.

But who would want to brainwash Lance?

A bitter, jealous witch with the hots for Vegita,
perhaps?

Eeeeeeeeeewwwwwwwwwww!!!!

DA DA DUUMMMMMMMM!!!!
next!

nutbug

The Haunted house Part Seven
"I didn't think you'd want to wander around the house...." Lance said,
as he and Moonie strode hand and hand through one of the doors.
"And why not?!" asked Moonie.
"Well, you worked on it..." Lance replied. "Privy to all it's
secrets...kinda ruins the magic for you...."
"Nothing ruins the magic when I'm with you!" She squeezed his hand.
"Besides, I'd like to see your reaction to this place!!"
"Well, you're gonna be disappointed!!" He informed her. "Nothing scares
me!!"
"OOOH!!" Her lower lip jutted out in a cute pout.
"Well....I guess I could always pretend...." He said, tracing her lips
with his finger.
"You could..." She said in a sultry voice, leaning forward to place a
kiss on his lips. "Or we could always leave...have our own private Halloween
party..."
"Hmmm..." Lance sighed, running his hands over her back. "But don't you
have to stay and supervise the house?"
"The other's can manage for a while...." She said, steering him towards
the door, her hands already beginning to unbutton his shirt. He wrapped one
arm around her waist, drawing her against him, as his free hand fumbled along
the wall for the doorknob. He was having trouble locating it, as Moonie was
now tracing figure eights on his chest with her tongue. He groaned in
response, the door now forgotten. "I can't wait any longer....now....I want
you now..."
"I don't have a problem with that...." Moonie smiled. "We're alone in
here after all..."
"But what is someone walks in....?" Lance asked.
"It makes it all the more exciting, don't you think?!" She asked.
"Besides, it's not like they'll see anything they haven't before....!!"
"That's true!!" A voice cackled, startling Moonie and Lance. "Who
there!?" They demanded in unison.
"Double Double, Toil and Bubble...." the voice chanted. "Fire burn and
caldron bubble..." The room lit up, as fire magically sparked to life
underneath the caldron, three hooded figures standing around it. "When shall
we three meet again?!" a voice, it sounded like Tia's asked.
"We haven't even officially met once..." Rosemary complained.
"Stick to the script!!" Tia hissed.
"What script?!" Rosemary demanded. "You're making this up as you go
along!!"
"I am not!!"
"Are too!!"
"Not!!"
"Too!!"
"NOT!!"
The third remained quiet, throwing various things into the pot, while
the other two Scribes argued. "This isn't part of the act." Moonie said,
annoyed at this interruption.
"What?!" Rosemary glanced over at her. "No one informed you?"
"Informed me of what?!" Moonie demanded.
"Well, I'm not surprised. You two seemed awfully....involved..." Tia
chuckled.
"I take it this is a last minute change of plans?!" Lance asked,
examining the caldron with interest. It was filled with a vile grin liquid,
and seemed to have body parts human and animal floating around in it.
"Yes it is!!" Moonie snapped. "Will someone tell me what you two are
doing here?!"
"Hey!! Don't get mad at us!!" Rosemary retorted. "We could have been
enjoying some sightseeing with some fine looking fellows, instead of stuck
here helping out!!"
"Well who asked you to in the first place!!" Moonie demanded.
"You did!!" Tia replied.
"What?!" Moonie asked. "I most certainly did not!! I think I would have
remembered doing such a thing!!"
"Not you, yourself!!" said Tia. "You delegated it....to Kree..." She
nodded at the silent hooded figure. "He told me you asked for our help,
didn't you Kree...?"
*Kree* merely respond by throwing a lizard's tail into the caldron.
"Well, Kree?!" Moonie asked, eyebrows arched. "What's the story?!"
"Yeah, Kree, what's going on....?!" Tia and Rosemary demanded, hands on
their hips.
"Amazing how you got it to flare to life like that..." Lance commented,
staring at the flame. "Any of you know any magic?"
"No!!" The trio replied.
*Kree* threw another item into the pot, which caused it's contents to
bubble over. "You fools!!" *Kree* cackled.
"Why does that laugh sound so familiar....?" Tia asked, backing away
from *Kree*.
"Cause it is!!" *Kree* threw back his hood to reveal......
"MUM-RA!!" The four breathed in shock.
"What are you up to bandage brain!?!" Lance demanded, wishing he had
brought his laser pistol with him.
"Simple!!" Mum-ra grinned, and threw a dash of white dust into the pot,
causing a green fog to sweep out, and envelope the room. "I'm here to fulfill
my honey butt's fondest birthday wishes!!"
The girl's widened their eyes in dismay. "You don't mean.....?!"
Mum-ra laughed. "You got it!! Gathering up some choice males for Haggy!!"
"You can't have Lance!!" Moonie shouted, stepping protectively in front
of him.
Mum-ra leered at her. "Don't worry pixie-pie. You won't be lonely for
long!! Guess who's birthday is also tonight?!"
"You don't mean...." Rosemary asked, looking ill.
"That's right!!" Mum-ra laughed. "Turnabout's fair play!! I need some
dames to keep me company while Hagger is enjoying her birthday present!!"
"EEEK!!" Tia screamed. "Run for it!!"
"You won't get very far!!" Mum-ra laughed. "I've cooked up a very special
brew!!" A green head with bolts in the neck emerged from the depths of the
caldron. "I like to call it my monster mash!!"
"Let's get out of here!!" Rosemary cried, rushing for the door. The
others quickly followed.
"Go ahead and run!!" Mum-ra screamed after them. "My monsters enjoy a
good chase!!"
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*He did the mash.....the monster mash!! The monster mash!! It was a graveyard
smash...."

Michelle
M.O.E. & P.O.P.

The Haunted House---Part Eight

"You're awfully quiet...." Cossack commented softly.
"Hmmm?"
"It's like you're somewhere else..." He said, wondering if his wife had
even heard anything he had said for the last ten minutes. "They've really
gone all out, haven't they? That guy dressed as Frankenstein actually looked
real!!"
"Yeah..."
"I wonder why we haven't run into any of the others...This place is
turning into quite a maze, don't you think?" Cossack chewed his lower lip
thoughtfully. "You know, I'm growing another head?"
"That's nice dear..."
Cossack threw his hands up in frustration, grumbling under his breath
about not getting enough respect. He angrily kicked open another doorway,
eager to get out of this place. He'd rather be spending time with the
triplets, then talking to himself in the dark! "Where the hell is the dratted
exit?!" He shouted, as if that would will it to magically appear.
Maybe it would, Sarah mused, maybe it would indeed. There seemed to be
something almost magical about this place.....and not the kind that made you
think of Fairy Godmothers, wishes, and dreams.....Sarah couldn't quite put
her finger on what was bothering her. At best she could merely come up with
that the house felt....REAL....as if reality had begun shifting to suit
someone's purpose.....something far more sinister than Michelle and Moonsilk
had intended for Halloween Night. She felt time and space distorting, so that
you had no idea where or how long you had been here....most people wouldn't
even have a clue...if they were not magically inclined....or happen to be
born of a prestigious, noble dragon family....both of which Sarah was.
It had started as a tingle up the back of her neck, making her hair stand
on end.... At first she dismissed it, thinking it mere atmosphere, or anxiety
from being away from the triplets....But then she felt her teeth
unconsciously beginning to lengthen, and scales trying to form on her body,
even tiny wings had started to grow....her body recognized a threat, and a
powerful one at that from the reactions she was getting. She had to focus all
her power to keep from taking on her draconic form.....it was almost as if
someone wanted her to....perhaps thinking she'd be easier to deal with that
way.....She smiled, a mirthless smile. They would get a surprise if that was
their game.
The door slammed after Cossack, shaking her from her thoughts.
"Cossack?!" Sarah rushed after her husband, wrenching the door open. "Wait
up!!!" She scanned the dark room, extending her senses, trying to get his
scent, of see the gleam of golden cat eyes....but nothing. "Where are you?!"
She called out, concentrating on a minor light spell to illuminate the room.
She inhaled deeply. "This looks like a certain King's ultimate wet
dream....." Indeed it did, looking like what Lotor had once described to them
from his horrid nightmare about a potential future....* Mannequins set up,
each one carefully made to look like lifelike dolls of the Scribes, scantily
clad, some nude, all posed around Zarkon in laviscious poses.....only this
time they were all smiling, faces twisted into expressions of carnal
pleasure, eyes gleaming....eyes that seemed to follow Sarah around the room
as she examined her surroundings.
The little glowlight she had conjured floated a few steps ahead of her,
bringing to attention more of the figures....causing her to feel ill as she
recognized herself among the dolls....Sarah stared transfixed, unable to look
away from her mirror image's grinning face....she felt she could get lost in
those eyes....eyes that seemed to be calling for her soul.....
"SOMEONE HELP ME!!!!!" a voice.....Tamy's rebounded off the walls of her
brain, causing her to break contact for a second. "What......Tamy?!" She
muttered, her ears straining....nothing...she couldn't sense any living
beings near her...."Oh God....not again!! I can't go through this again!!"
"Tamy?!" Sarah exclaimed, realizing in the girl's panic, she was
unconsciously broadcasting her fears on the psychic link the Scribes all
shared. "You idiot!! Use your powers!!" Sarah shouted, both in voice and
thought, as she dashed from the room, the gloworb bobbing dizzily in an
effort to keep up with her. If she had stuck around just a second longer, she
would have seen her *double* turn to grin evilly at her, eyes glowing red, as
it lifted a hand in a gesture familiar to all New Yorkers.....
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"URGHHHH!!! GET OFF OF ME!!!" Tamy screamed, clawing at Zarkon's face.
"Now now, is that anyway to act towards your husband?!" He demanded, his
hot breath hitting her face like a ton of bricks, as his lips descended on
hers....only to jerk back dribbling blood onto her face when she bit his
tongue hard...
"You'll pay for that!!" He growled. "Perhaps when we have children of
our own, and we will, *dear wife*,never doubt that!! They will pay for each
insult...each attack on my person wrought upon me by you...!!"
"You tricked me!!" Tamy shouted, trying to twist out of his grip, while
doing bodily damage at the same time. "You forced that marriage upon me, just
as you forced my memories from me!!"
"ARGH!!!" He growled, as her fingernails nicked him just above the
eyeballs. He grabbed her failing wrists, squeezing them hard enough to cut
off the circulation. "I didn't have to force you to consummate our
marriage!!" He hissed at her, and licked her cheek.
"I wasn't myself and you know it!!" She snapped back, and lifted her
knee upwards hard, bruising it against a steel iron jock strap.
"That trick is getting old!" He laughed at her, and dragged her up by her
wrists, swinging her hard against the wall. "I'd be surprised if I hadn't
gotten used to the ole' kick in the family jewels' trick....Or taken
precautions against that!!"
He slammed her head against the wall again, a grin of triumphant in his
face, as he felt her body go weak. "Perfect....." He grinned, backing her up
against the wall. "I do grow tired of this endless fighting...." He began
groping in the dark for what was left of her clothes. "Victory can be sooooo
sweet....."
"Then enjoy this!!" She screamed, swinging upwards with all her might, to
catch him on the side of his head. His eyes widened, as he jerked to the
side, hearing a bone jarring crack as he stumbled against a dresser in his
room. An endless string of curses screaming in his head, for being so foolish
as to let his guard down yet again!!
"Yeah...." Tamy breathed heavily, a brief smile on her face. "How's that
for a wedding gift?!" Stumbling, dizzy from the head slams, she made her way
to the door as quickly as she could....desperate to get out of here...when
suddenly the very door splintered and cracked, exploding open from pressure.
Shrieking, she shielded her face from the fragments, wondering what now, when
she felt Zarkon's cold, clammy hands grasp her ankle........
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Okay, who's next? Tamy?

Michelle
Mistress of Exclamation Points & Princess Of Pleasure!!!

Re: The Haunted House---Part Nine

Zarkon's hand grasped her ankle and pulled down hard, dragging her down to the floor. Tamy could not see what had caused the door to burst, but she was not about to be taken by Zarkon again. She was angry, tired of his crap. She fought and in her mind she heard, "You're Hagar's niece! You got magic mojo, now USE it!!"
Zarkon was busily ripping at her clothes, too engrossed with trying to get her into position.

Tamy hissed, "Let's see how you like it, lover.."

Zarkon took this as an invitation and grinned widely.

Tamy shut her eyes and smiled. "Nightmare come to life!" Suddenly Zarkon found himself against a wall in his true form, chained. His eyes widened. It was Hagar - no NAGA-HAGAR, with her tentacles waving. She wore a parody of his favorite lingerie with cut outs on the breasts only on her, they showed shriveled empty pouches. Zarkon shuddered as a tentacle touched his cheek fondly.

"Zaaarkonnnn, mmmy deeeeeear..." her hiss was sickeningly sweet.

"Get away!" Zarkon shrieked, terified.

"But I waaaaant to loooooooove yoooooou.." the Naga-Hagar slipped a tentacle to where Mr. Happy was. For once, Mr. Happy withdrew and shriveled.

Between terrified thoughts, Zarkon hissed, "I will get you back for this! I am the master..oh gods, no.."

The Naga-Hagar was all over him and trying to get Mr. Happy up and ready. Zarkon thought he'd DIE if she touched him again.

Little did it register in his mind that every time he touched the Scribes they felt exactly the same way. He simply couldn't comphrehend that any woman could refuse him. In fact he was convinced that they were all playing hard to get and that they wanted him!

The Naga-Hagar continued her assault, and when she showed her razor-blade teeth, Zarkon shrieked in terror..

*********

MEANwhile Tamy scrambled up and faced Sarah, who was reverting back to her normal form.

"WHY didn't you HELP me!" Tamy yelled.

"Well, you looked like you handled it very well." Sarah said. "You used your magic and it came when you needed it."

Tamy gathered her shredded clothing and said, "Huh, the only thing that got handled was me.."

Sarah glanced at the shivering and shaking king on the floor. He was curled up in a fetal position and his eyes were clamped shut.

"What is he seeing?"

"His worst nightmare.." Tamy smirked. "Hagar with tentacles and razor blade teeth! C'mon, let's get out of here! There's no telling how long it will last.."

Sarah nodded and said, "Yeah, we better. I think Zarkon has another plan afoot as well.."

"When doesn't he?" Tamy gave up trying to put her clothes together - they were too torn. She grimaced as she grabbed a satin sheet off the bed. "Sheesh, this is like deja' vu.." She tied it up as best she could and they got out of the bedroom. As they ran from the bedroom, the illusion in Zarkon's mind started to fade, and he sat up, confused, sexually frustrated and pissed off. He was going to get her back for that - he'd get them all! Soon, they would be his willing slaves and Lotor wouldn't suspect a thing! He grinned as he got up. This plan WOULD work!

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NEXT! I KNOW it's short, but uh - it's been a loooong day! tam
The Haunted House---Part Ten

"You know, they've been in there for quite some time..." Brandon
commented, licking whip cream of his fingers.
"Hmm?" Michelle stretched lazily. "I hadn't really noticed...we have been
busy!!" She winked conspiratorially at him and Alec.
"Actually I was sort of wondering about that too...." Devana, a late
arrival to the party said, from her spot on Sven's lap. "This party has been
deader than Zarkon love life!!! Where is everyone?!"
"That's true..." Sven frowned. "Usually these parties are a lot more
active...Gina's running around whipping people, Lotor and John start
fighting, Dom gets dead drunk, people loose their clothes....the booze hasn't
even been touched!!"
"Neither has most of the hor' devours..." Brandon said. "You think they
would have come out by now for hunger's sake!!"
"Now that is strange....no one here has been known to turn down food!"
Devena joked. "Especially considering the more creative aspects of it!!"
"How long HAVE they been in there....?" Michelle mused, searching for a
chrom meter. "Even if they stopped to fool around...." Her eyes widened as
she noted the time. "Five hours!!"
"Boy, time flies when you're having fun!!" Alec joked.
"That's for sure!!" Devana giggled, tightening her arms around Sven's
broad shoulders.
"This is serious!" Sven admonished her, but he couldn't help but smile.
"What could they possibly be doing in there for five hours?!"
"Hmm...guess!!" Devana purred, nuzzling his neck with her lips.
"But for five hours!!" He demanded.
"Anything is possible!!" She replied.
"But ALL of them?!" Michelle shook her head. "I don't think so. Some of
the more conservative couples would have come out...."
"Not to mention everyone loves a good party." Brandon added. "Well they
do!!" He blushed at the stares he reserved. "Around here you can spend all
day in the dark making out, but parties happen a lot less frequently...."
"I guess...." Michelle said doubtfully. "But whatever the case, someone
should have been out by now!! It's not like it's a complicated maze!! It's
just a few lousy rooms to navigate!! There's even guides hidden
throughout...." She paused, as something else occurred to her. "Say....did
any of the guys working on the house come out yet.....?"
"Noooo...." Alec frowned. "You'd think they would have gotten fed up
with being the help, and come out to join the party..."
"Maybe they joined in....?" Devana suggested, smirking. "Turned the
Haunted House into a regular ole' love shack?"
"And not invite us?!" Michelle said shocked.
"Well they know I don't like to share my Svenny-chan!!" She pinched his
rear, making him blush in embrassement.
"Well what about us?!" Alec demanded. "Mistress Gina would never forget
about me!!"
"And Lotor would never forget about me!!" Michelle pouted. "Some party
this is turning out to be!! Left all alone on my first official party!!"
"What about me?" Brandon said, his lower lip trembling.
"Oh, pookie..." She turned towards him, ignoring Devana's snickering. "I
forgot it's your first party too...." She frowned. "But I still find it
unacceptable that Lotor would be forget about ME." She stood up. "Come on
troops, get your rears in gear..."
"I think she's been listening to Keith talk a little too much lately..."
Sven whispered into Devana's ear.
"Gather up the paddles, and the whips!!" Michelle continued, striking a
dramatic pose with one fist in the air.
"In case something foul is afoot?!" Brandon asked, shuddering to think
he might have another encounter with Hagger.
"That too..." Alec replied. "However!! If we find out they've been having
fun without us....." He grinned at Michelle, their eyes gleaming in
anticipation.
"We're gonna be paddling butts and taking names!!" Michelle grinned.
"To the Rack Mobile!!" Alec shouted, pointing towards Gina's room.
"Seriously you guys, I think you had way too much candy tonight..."
Devana complained, as they followed the hyper duo.
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NEXT!!

Michelle
M.O.E. & P.O.P.

"To the Rackmobile!"

heeeeeheeeeheeeeheeeheeebwaaaahahahahahahahaaaaaaaa...


Oops!
Sorry, but that was TOO funny. Gives me ideas, too.
nutbug

Da na na na.....Rackman!! 0_0
Michelle

LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL...
I love it!!!!
I'm gonna use it someday.
:]
nutbug

Rackman!---a totally brainless arrhythmic diddy

Michelle inspired this. Just kidding, she gave me the
title. I came up with the rest. ~_^

Who's that carrying the nine-foot whip
Whacking as only he sees fit?
Rackman! Rackman!

Who dares to string up anyone he meets
Having them hang from the bar like fresh meat?
Rackman! Rackman!

Who strides through the Harem in a custom costume
Strutting as though his (blank here)'s huge?

You know who!

Rackman! Rackman!

Who thinks he inspires oohs and ahhs
But really makes people want to--not saying it!

Rackman! Rackman!

Who needs a good thrashing himself
In front of just about everyone else?

You know who!

Need I remind you?
Rackman! Rackman!

A big bad man with a big bad plan that--
HEY!

(men in white jackets have come to take me
away--AGAIN)

nutbug

ROTFMLOL!!! "Who thinks he inspires oohs and ahhs
But really makes people want to--not saying it" This part leads me to elieve
it's Zarkon....going through his fifth or six mid life crisis of the year!!
Michelle

The Haunted House----Part Eleven

"Um, do you think it was a good idea to borrow all this stuff from
Gina's room?" Brandon asked, struggling under the weight of excess whips,
paddles, spank rays, handcuffs, and various other items Alec and Michelle had
stuffed into a crate.
"Well I don't think it was a good idea for everyone to forget about us."
Alec said, having changed into tight vinyl black pants, with matching vest,
silver thread spelling out S and M on the vest front pockets. He wore no
shirt, letting his smooth chest bare for all to see. Assorted items were
hooked on his clothes by silver chains, leaving no doubt that he would not be
unprepared when it came time to doling out some punishment! A black general's
cap, with a silver star was on his head, and he kept cracking his bull whip
against his leg, as his steel toed boots clicked on the floor. "I didn't see
anyone coming out to apologize for this over sight, did you?!"
"Well no...." Brandon said meekly. "But still, breaking and entering...."
"Technically it's not breaking and entering when you have the key." Alec
said, flinging open the doors of the Haunted House. A legion of black bats
went screeching by, causing the group to duck down, Devana and Michelle
worrying that some would get tangled in their long hair.
"Well....that was surprising..." Sven said, cautiously rising to his
feet.
"I'll say...." Michelle muttered. "I don't recall bats being on this
party's list...."
They stood uncertainly in front of the entrance, darkness looming out of
the doorway, with little sparks of magenta flaring off every few seconds
around the door's frame.
"Is it supposed to do that?" Devana questioned, a finger reaching towards
the doorframe, "OUCH!!" She jumped back, waving her hand wildly in the air.
"It's burning hot!!"
"It is....." Michelle said, her hand hovering over the wood, not quite
touching it. "You can feel the heat rising off of it...."
"Another late addition to the house?" Sven wondered aloud. "Or
something more sinister....?"
"You guys worry too much!" Alec said, entering through the doorways. "I'm
sure nothing is wrong!"
"I wish I felt as confident as he did..." Brandon muttered, as the others
hurried after Alec.
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Tamy and Sarah ran as fast as they dared from the evil king's room,
Sarah's glow orb, their only source of light. "What's the quickest way out of
here?" Tamy demanded, trying to adjust the bed sheet for the umpteenth time.
"I'm not sure!!" Sarah replied. "Every door Cossack and I tried, just led
us deeper and deeper into this place!"
"Cossack?" Tamy questioned. "Where is he, anyway?!"
"I don't know!!" Sarah said, cleary agitated. "One minute we were
together, the next he was gone!!"
"Gone? How exactly did you two get separated?" Tamy asked, hoping there
was a way to prevent any further separations.
"He ran off ahead of me through a doorway." Sarah replied. "I hurried
after him right away! Only seconds had gone by, but yet he was nowhere to be
found on the other side of the doorway!!"
"No sign of him at all?"
"Not that I could find! He didn't even answer my calls!!" Sarah chewed
her lip thoughtfully. "I didn't even hear his footsteps or smell him....."
"Now that's really odd..." Tamy murmured. "Considering you're enhanced
draconic senses....it's almost as if he was spirited away....Unless..."
"Unless what?!" Sarah asked anxiously.
"I have a theory about those doors...." Tamy replied, fingering it.
"But it'd be too risky to test it....we'd have to chance getting separated as
well...." They both shuddered at the thought of being alone in the dark, with
Zarkon or worse.....
"Would it lead us to the exit?" Sarah wondered.
"There's no way of finding out....unless we try it...." Tamy sighed,
uncertain of what to do. "I believe those doorways are constantly
changing....they're destinations differing for each person....."
"Of course!" Sarah said, slightly miffed that she hadn't thought of it
first. "So when Cossack went on without me, he ended up in another part of
the mansion!!"
"But if we retain contact when going through those doors, we should be
able to remain together!" Tamy frowned. "I just hope fish face can't follow
us..."
"Well if the destination is different for every person...." Sarah
groaned. "Unless he's behind this!! He probably can go anywhere he wants to
in this place!!"
"Maybe even track us...." Tamy muttered. They gripped each other's hand
for assurance, as they slowly approached this room's opposite door.
"Well here goes nothing...." Sarah said, her hand gripping the doorknob.
But before she could turn it, the door was wrenched open before them, a
vision of black vinyl and S&M stood before them, white teeth flashing in the
darkness, as it's mouth twisted into a smirk. "It's time for your
punishment!!" It bellowed at the two startled Scribes.
"AAAAARRRRGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!" They screamed loudly, slamming the door shut
before the thing could grab them. "Now what...." Sarah said, panting heavily
from shock, as she leaned against the door.
"I'm not sure...." Tamy said, equally winded. "That..that thing on one
side...Zarkon's room waiting for us if we go back the way we came....."
"Maybe we should split up after all?" Sarah suggested.
"But one of us is sure to go to that room with that..that apparition on
the other side of it!!" Tamy paused. "Unless.....maybe if I open the door
this time it would...." But her words went unfinished, as the door opened
again, causing Sarah to fall backwards into the room. "SARAH!!" Tamy
screamed, lunging forward, only to run face first into the closed door.
"Ouch.." She grumbled, rubbing her face. "I hope that doesn't leave a
mark...."
"I hope not either my dear..." A familiar voice whispered into her ear.
"EEK!! Zarkon!!" She screamed, lashing out wildly with her fist.
"ARGH!!" He shouted, as she heard the satisfying sound of bone
breaking. "BlaBt it all, WenB!! You broke By NoBe!!"
"GOOD!!" Tamy wasted no time in making a break for it. Her hand forced the
door open, as she rushed into the foreboding darkness. "Aista La Vista
Sparky!!" She shouted over her shoulder, as the door closed behind her,
leaving her all alone......
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NEXT!!

Michelle
M.O.E. & P.O.P.