Plague Laboratories

One and all to Plague Laboratories, we are excited to introduce you to our specimens for purely your gain. Inquiry us about a specimen and their talents and we will gladly provide their services to you. ((OOC this is a multi-muse OC rp blog, must be 18+ to interact, Mun is 28))

[plaguelaboratories]

Closed RP for @thehatakefamily

The soft click of her high heels echoed through the room, as she had been dropped off at a rather undisclosed location. Big. But no indication of where in the world where she was. As she judged the living room, her hair was up in a messy bun, long sleeved mess, lace dress, and three inch heels. Enough to be alluring and not begging for attention.

Donning the red circular glasses, it was something she picked up from her previous contract. What can she say? Polly loves glasses.

"This is getting rather boring," she muttered to herself as she wandered around the living room.

[plaguelaboratories]

Polly kissed him back, her body wanting the most sinful deeds right now. She broke the kiss in ragged breaths, "Spill, what are you?" She said softly.

Oh how she wanted just more and more of him. It was intoxicating.

[thehatakefamily]

Makoto chuckled as he didn't answer instead kissing her again, pressing her against the dresser she was grabbing onto. His tongue stroked along hers as he kept massaging and squeezing her breast. He pressed himself against her, his cock throbbing and growing against her.

[plaguelaboratories]

There was no doubt her legs couldn't last another round, as she propped herself up on the dresser sitting on it. Wrapping her arms around his neck, her breathing became ragged as she looked up at him. Every single touch sent a spark through her body, the specimen faced the music.

She would never be free.

[thehatakefamily]

Makoto smirked as he looked down at the beautiful woman as he licked his lips at her. He ran one hand down and pressed his fingers against her sensitive clit. He leaned over to her ear. "I told you, you were mine~" Makoto said as his fingers began to rub circles against the nub as he sucked on her ear lobe. He knew no one made her feel like he did.

And he was determined to make her addicted to it. To crave him.

[plaguelaboratories]

Polly, moaned sweetly into the air, leaning her head back. Her vision started to get hazy as her breath hitched.

"I'm yours," she confirmed into the air as her womanhood started to become soaked through her panties. She was starting to think there was no target at all.

[plaguelaboratories]

Closed Starter for @thehatakefamily

Some would call her a monster, and some may call her a savior for her abilities as she looked in the mirror of the rundown off-the-books apartment of New York City.

The file had been given to her a couple days ago and there wasn't much. Somebody wanted a man dead. Not just any man, someone who pissed enough people to collect on a bounty. A hefty one. However, it didn't help when there was only a mention of a nickname. No doubt, not true to its name. The Devil.

Kyra had contacts in the black market but most were reluctant to even utter the name. Leaving the bathroom, she exited out of the apartment, and out of the building. Every second lost, was one more reason on not finding him sooner.

As she walked through the streets of good old New York city, she kept to herself, keeping her hands in her pockets, careful to not make contact with anyone.

The wave of coffee and baked goods wafted into the air and she stopped in her tracks, seeing the around the corner cafe. She hadn't had a decent meal for who knows how long. But the world revolved around money, she didn't have any, the lab made sure the specimens didn't get anything.

The temptation to run away wouldn't be there.

[plaguelaboratories]

Nyx wasn't amused by his answer and Kyra sighed softly thinking that they will never get along.

"He's a demon," She said.

Nyx nodded, as it did explain his abilities.

"I say we have him on the lookout, they're only expecting Kyra to show up. Last thing anyone needs is for someone they don't know to show up. You can intervene when Kyra says so." Nyx said, as Kyra thought about it.

It was a sound plan.

[thehatakefamily]

Kasuna looked at over at Kyra. "Don't hesitate to call for me to help," Kasuna said, the teasing tone gone for a moment. "Last thing the fuckface needs is a moment to strike and grab you. Something feels off call for me."

[plaguelaboratories]

Kyra nodded, agreeing with the plan.

Nyx, made the shadow figurines disappear, "I'll send an address through my shadows of when and where to meet. Kyra, can I speak to you, in private?" He asked.

Kyra looked over to Kasuna to see if it was okay.

[thehatakefamily]

Kasuna gave her a warm smile and nodded before slipping his hands into his pocket and taking a step back. He turned and walked towards him room, giving them their privacy.

[plaguelaboratories]

Nyx waited until he was out of earshot before voicing out his concerns.

"Kyra, you shouldn't be sleeping with him. You don't know anything about him."

"He likes cold pizza, and uh-" She was cut off trying to defend herself.

"Kyra...he might be using you," He said.

"No, that's not true." Kyra said softly.

[plaguelaboratories]

Kasuna just walks up behind Kyra and kisses her cheek as he spanks her ass.

Kyra blushed darkly, "Y-You can't just do that....." Her voice trailed off, looking up at him.

[plaguelaboratories]

Kyra had hardly noticed that so much time had passed until her stomach growled. Rather loudly. She was hungry, but she didn't want to disturb his sleep by leaving.

[thehatakefamily]

Kasuna slowly woke up as he murmured softly. "Mmm baby?" He said sleepily as he stroked her stomach gently.

[plaguelaboratories]

"Yes?" She asked, she kind of felt guilty for waking him up. Even more so that she didn't even mean to make the sound.

[thehatakefamily]

"Just seeing if that was you I heard," He said groggily as he kissed her shoulder. His arms slacked a bit, giving her room to move if she chose to.

[plaguelaboratories]

"May I grab a muffin?" She asked softly, as it was maybe the only readily available thing to eat in the kitchen. She did bake quite a bit yesterday.

[plaguelaboratories]

Closed RP for @thehatakefamily

The soft click of her high heels echoed through the room, as she had been dropped off at a rather undisclosed location. Big. But no indication of where in the world where she was. As she judged the living room, her hair was up in a messy bun, long sleeved mess, lace dress, and three inch heels. Enough to be alluring and not begging for attention.

Donning the red circular glasses, it was something she picked up from her previous contract. What can she say? Polly loves glasses.

"This is getting rather boring," she muttered to herself as she wandered around the living room.

[plaguelaboratories]

Polly kissed him back, her body wanting the most sinful deeds right now. She broke the kiss in ragged breaths, "Spill, what are you?" She said softly.

Oh how she wanted just more and more of him. It was intoxicating.

[thehatakefamily]

Makoto chuckled as he didn't answer instead kissing her again, pressing her against the dresser she was grabbing onto. His tongue stroked along hers as he kept massaging and squeezing her breast. He pressed himself against her, his cock throbbing and growing against her.

[plaguelaboratories]

There was no doubt her legs couldn't last another round, as she propped herself up on the dresser sitting on it. Wrapping her arms around his neck, her breathing became ragged as she looked up at him. Every single touch sent a spark through her body, the specimen faced the music.

She would never be free.

[plaguelaboratories]

Closed Starter for @thehatakefamily

Some would call her a monster, and some may call her a savior for her abilities as she looked in the mirror of the rundown off-the-books apartment of New York City.

The file had been given to her a couple days ago and there wasn't much. Somebody wanted a man dead. Not just any man, someone who pissed enough people to collect on a bounty. A hefty one. However, it didn't help when there was only a mention of a nickname. No doubt, not true to its name. The Devil.

Kyra had contacts in the black market but most were reluctant to even utter the name. Leaving the bathroom, she exited out of the apartment, and out of the building. Every second lost, was one more reason on not finding him sooner.

As she walked through the streets of good old New York city, she kept to herself, keeping her hands in her pockets, careful to not make contact with anyone.

The wave of coffee and baked goods wafted into the air and she stopped in her tracks, seeing the around the corner cafe. She hadn't had a decent meal for who knows how long. But the world revolved around money, she didn't have any, the lab made sure the specimens didn't get anything.

The temptation to run away wouldn't be there.

[plaguelaboratories]

Nyx wasn't amused by his answer and Kyra sighed softly thinking that they will never get along.

"He's a demon," She said.

Nyx nodded, as it did explain his abilities.

"I say we have him on the lookout, they're only expecting Kyra to show up. Last thing anyone needs is for someone they don't know to show up. You can intervene when Kyra says so." Nyx said, as Kyra thought about it.

It was a sound plan.

[thehatakefamily]

Kasuna looked at over at Kyra. "Don't hesitate to call for me to help," Kasuna said, the teasing tone gone for a moment. "Last thing the fuckface needs is a moment to strike and grab you. Something feels off call for me."

[plaguelaboratories]

Kyra nodded, agreeing with the plan.

Nyx, made the shadow figurines disappear, "I'll send an address through my shadows of when and where to meet. Kyra, can I speak to you, in private?" He asked.

Kyra looked over to Kasuna to see if it was okay.

[plaguelaboratories]

Kasuna just walks up behind Kyra and kisses her cheek as he spanks her ass.

Kyra blushed darkly, "Y-You can't just do that....." Her voice trailed off, looking up at him.

[plaguelaboratories]

Kyra had hardly noticed that so much time had passed until her stomach growled. Rather loudly. She was hungry, but she didn't want to disturb his sleep by leaving.

[thehatakefamily]

Kasuna slowly woke up as he murmured softly. "Mmm baby?" He said sleepily as he stroked her stomach gently.

[plaguelaboratories]

"Yes?" She asked, she kind of felt guilty for waking him up. Even more so that she didn't even mean to make the sound.

[plaguelaboratories]

Closed RP for @thehatakefamily

The soft click of her high heels echoed through the room, as she had been dropped off at a rather undisclosed location. Big. But no indication of where in the world where she was. As she judged the living room, her hair was up in a messy bun, long sleeved mess, lace dress, and three inch heels. Enough to be alluring and not begging for attention.

Donning the red circular glasses, it was something she picked up from her previous contract. What can she say? Polly loves glasses.

"This is getting rather boring," she muttered to herself as she wandered around the living room.

[plaguelaboratories]

Polly kissed him back, her body wanting the most sinful deeds right now. She broke the kiss in ragged breaths, "Spill, what are you?" She said softly.

Oh how she wanted just more and more of him. It was intoxicating.

[plaguelaboratories]

Closed Starter for @thehatakefamily

Some would call her a monster, and some may call her a savior for her abilities as she looked in the mirror of the rundown off-the-books apartment of New York City.

The file had been given to her a couple days ago and there wasn't much. Somebody wanted a man dead. Not just any man, someone who pissed enough people to collect on a bounty. A hefty one. However, it didn't help when there was only a mention of a nickname. No doubt, not true to its name. The Devil.

Kyra had contacts in the black market but most were reluctant to even utter the name. Leaving the bathroom, she exited out of the apartment, and out of the building. Every second lost, was one more reason on not finding him sooner.

As she walked through the streets of good old New York city, she kept to herself, keeping her hands in her pockets, careful to not make contact with anyone.

The wave of coffee and baked goods wafted into the air and she stopped in her tracks, seeing the around the corner cafe. She hadn't had a decent meal for who knows how long. But the world revolved around money, she didn't have any, the lab made sure the specimens didn't get anything.

The temptation to run away wouldn't be there.

[plaguelaboratories]

Nyx wasn't amused by his answer and Kyra sighed softly thinking that they will never get along.

"He's a demon," She said.

Nyx nodded, as it did explain his abilities.

"I say we have him on the lookout, they're only expecting Kyra to show up. Last thing anyone needs is for someone they don't know to show up. You can intervene when Kyra says so." Nyx said, as Kyra thought about it.

It was a sound plan.

[plaguelaboratories]

Kasuna just walks up behind Kyra and kisses her cheek as he spanks her ass.

Kyra blushed darkly, "Y-You can't just do that....." Her voice trailed off, looking up at him.

[plaguelaboratories]

Kyra had hardly noticed that so much time had passed until her stomach growled. Rather loudly. She was hungry, but she didn't want to disturb his sleep by leaving.

[plaguelaboratories]

Closed RP for @thehatakefamily

The soft click of her high heels echoed through the room, as she had been dropped off at a rather undisclosed location. Big. But no indication of where in the world where she was. As she judged the living room, her hair was up in a messy bun, long sleeved mess, lace dress, and three inch heels. Enough to be alluring and not begging for attention.

Donning the red circular glasses, it was something she picked up from her previous contract. What can she say? Polly loves glasses.

"This is getting rather boring," she muttered to herself as she wandered around the living room.

[plaguelaboratories]

Polly didn't look down, at the swinging member, she didn't dare to avert his gaze. "I thought you were dead. A dead contractor means the contract is void and the lab usually picks me up." This was the first time this backfired. Might as well tell the truth.

It was a solid plan. Her contractors never lasted more than a day with her.....Or if they did, they shortly died. Everything was going fine. "What are you?" She asked, he never answered her question.

[thehatakefamily]

Makoto chuckled as he smirked at her. "I told you, you're mine now," He said as he kept his hand on her chin, making her continue to look at him. "As for what I am...if you promise to behave."

Makoto stepped closer to her as he reached down and massaged one of her breasts. "Can you promise that for me Polly?" He whispered into her ear before looking back into her eyes.

[plaguelaboratories]

Polly under her breath, as her knees threatened to weaken underneath her. She hadn't anticipated this, a flaw made her take a step back. She had escaped from so many men, this was the only one who was alive. Her hand caught on the drawer, gripping onto it.

She doubted she could take another round, but the fact that he was still alive scared her. "I'll behave," Was the only thing she managed to say.

[plaguelaboratories]

Closed Starter for @thehatakefamily

Some would call her a monster, and some may call her a savior for her abilities as she looked in the mirror of the rundown off-the-books apartment of New York City.

The file had been given to her a couple days ago and there wasn't much. Somebody wanted a man dead. Not just any man, someone who pissed enough people to collect on a bounty. A hefty one. However, it didn't help when there was only a mention of a nickname. No doubt, not true to its name. The Devil.

Kyra had contacts in the black market but most were reluctant to even utter the name. Leaving the bathroom, she exited out of the apartment, and out of the building. Every second lost, was one more reason on not finding him sooner.

As she walked through the streets of good old New York city, she kept to herself, keeping her hands in her pockets, careful to not make contact with anyone.

The wave of coffee and baked goods wafted into the air and she stopped in her tracks, seeing the around the corner cafe. She hadn't had a decent meal for who knows how long. But the world revolved around money, she didn't have any, the lab made sure the specimens didn't get anything.

The temptation to run away wouldn't be there.

[plaguelaboratories]

Nyx disregarded the insult for Kyra's sake, for them to get along. He studied Kasuna while he was speaking, noticing the eyes. Crimson, it was enough for the shadows to sense danger. Kasuna was a dangerous person...interesting.

Nyx nodded before starting to explain, pointing to each one.

"In the event they don't agree, there will be some resistance. You have to understand that, if they do not follow the Professor and his teachings, they will get tortured. Less so, if they fight back. Josan, laid back, usually goes with the flow of things. Loves the water and can manipulate it, in anyway you can imagine. From a snowman to ice bullets. I would not recommend swimming with him."

"Cloro is very reckless, but it would be hard to subdue him, he is after all made out of acid. I'm sure even for you it would hurt, throwing acid is a specialty. Keep a safe distance."

"Lily, is blind." Nyx said before summoning up another shadow figurine, a gray one. "But is always accompanied by a mannequin. It may not be with her. But it's always close by. She is the youngest. But take out her mannequin and you're good."

"Lastly Polly, she is very careful. She is a much better strategist than I am. She follows the Professors teachings through and through. From what I witnessed, she is the only one out of all of us that can touch Kyra. She may try to seduce you, bodily fluids are poisonous. She will be the hardest to turn around."

"You got everything?" Kyra asked Kasuna as maybe it was too much information for him to take in.

[thehatakefamily]

"Ok so we got Waterboy, Acid bath, the Blind Side, and Poison Ivy," Kasuna said as he listened to the list of people who were in the lab. Kasuna may not be showing to take it serious, but that was always by design.

Kasuna never wanted to take things seriously, if he ever did, then it was always game over. Kasuna loved making fun of people who took themselves too seriously, but he never showed them the respect they thought deserved.

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Nyx's eye twitched, and looked to Kyra. He was getting annoyed with how passive Kasuna was being. He didn't know why Kyra was even....what was the word... dating him.

"I propose that we figure out a plan, what exactly are you?" Nyx asked looking at Kasuna. He needed to know exactly what he brought to the table.

[plaguelaboratories]

Kasuna just walks up behind Kyra and kisses her cheek as he spanks her ass.

Kyra blushed darkly, "Y-You can't just do that....." Her voice trailed off, looking up at him.

[plaguelaboratories]

A soft smile, came across her face, as she pushed a strand of hair away from his face slowly. Ever since she found this safe haven, there was nothing to worry about. She didn't want to leave the bed or this sight.

[thehatakefamily]

Kasuna made a soft noise in the back of his throat as he felt her touch against his face. He muttered her name softly as he held her close.

[plaguelaboratories]

She froze, thinking that she woke him up. When his breathing remained even, she sighed softly in relief. Kyra could stay here forever.

[plaguelaboratories]

Nyx followed beside her keeping his hands in his jacket pockets, using a single digit to direct the shadows ahead of the duo. It was to keep an eye out for any impending danger. Especially when he never had done this before.

Spend alone time with a woman.

Last thing he also needed was someone to notice his absence and be sought for. That wouldn't bode well.

"Nyx," He introduced shortly after, as the block seemed to be a short distance. Hal's Diner.....with a single motion of his finger in his pocket, a couple shadows peeked in discreetly.

He was checking for cameras, making sure the lab wouldn't have anything to go on.

Just in case.

[plaguelaboratories]

"I never studied mythology," He said as he sized up the diner, it was quaint, nothing luxirious about it. Which in part was good. Great, even.

Once his allied shadows gave confirmation of the absence of any surveillance, he stepped a foot inside. He was hit by the smell of fresh coffee and grease. Unpleasant, but he paid it no mind.

Accompanying her at a nearby booth, he slid into the seat and looked over the menu a once over. Her tab.....which means he could have a decent meal for once. "A cup of coffee, and whatever your special is, please and thank you." He said.

[plaguelaboratories]

Closed RP for @thehatakefamily

The soft click of her high heels echoed through the room, as she had been dropped off at a rather undisclosed location. Big. But no indication of where in the world where she was. As she judged the living room, her hair was up in a messy bun, long sleeved mess, lace dress, and three inch heels. Enough to be alluring and not begging for attention.

Donning the red circular glasses, it was something she picked up from her previous contract. What can she say? Polly loves glasses.

"This is getting rather boring," she muttered to herself as she wandered around the living room.

[plaguelaboratories]

Polly didn't look down, at the swinging member, she didn't dare to avert his gaze. "I thought you were dead. A dead contractor means the contract is void and the lab usually picks me up." This was the first time this backfired. Might as well tell the truth.

It was a solid plan. Her contractors never lasted more than a day with her.....Or if they did, they shortly died. Everything was going fine. "What are you?" She asked, he never answered her question.

[plaguelaboratories]

Closed Starter for @thehatakefamily

Some would call her a monster, and some may call her a savior for her abilities as she looked in the mirror of the rundown off-the-books apartment of New York City.

The file had been given to her a couple days ago and there wasn't much. Somebody wanted a man dead. Not just any man, someone who pissed enough people to collect on a bounty. A hefty one. However, it didn't help when there was only a mention of a nickname. No doubt, not true to its name. The Devil.

Kyra had contacts in the black market but most were reluctant to even utter the name. Leaving the bathroom, she exited out of the apartment, and out of the building. Every second lost, was one more reason on not finding him sooner.

As she walked through the streets of good old New York city, she kept to herself, keeping her hands in her pockets, careful to not make contact with anyone.

The wave of coffee and baked goods wafted into the air and she stopped in her tracks, seeing the around the corner cafe. She hadn't had a decent meal for who knows how long. But the world revolved around money, she didn't have any, the lab made sure the specimens didn't get anything.

The temptation to run away wouldn't be there.

[plaguelaboratories]

Nyx disregarded the insult for Kyra's sake, for them to get along. He studied Kasuna while he was speaking, noticing the eyes. Crimson, it was enough for the shadows to sense danger. Kasuna was a dangerous person...interesting.

Nyx nodded before starting to explain, pointing to each one.

"In the event they don't agree, there will be some resistance. You have to understand that, if they do not follow the Professor and his teachings, they will get tortured. Less so, if they fight back. Josan, laid back, usually goes with the flow of things. Loves the water and can manipulate it, in anyway you can imagine. From a snowman to ice bullets. I would not recommend swimming with him."

"Cloro is very reckless, but it would be hard to subdue him, he is after all made out of acid. I'm sure even for you it would hurt, throwing acid is a specialty. Keep a safe distance."

"Lily, is blind." Nyx said before summoning up another shadow figurine, a gray one. "But is always accompanied by a mannequin. It may not be with her. But it's always close by. She is the youngest. But take out her mannequin and you're good."

"Lastly Polly, she is very careful. She is a much better strategist than I am. She follows the Professors teachings through and through. From what I witnessed, she is the only one out of all of us that can touch Kyra. She may try to seduce you, bodily fluids are poisonous. She will be the hardest to turn around."

"You got everything?" Kyra asked Kasuna as maybe it was too much information for him to take in.

[plaguelaboratories]

Kasuna just walks up behind Kyra and kisses her cheek as he spanks her ass.

Kyra blushed darkly, "Y-You can't just do that....." Her voice trailed off, looking up at him.

[plaguelaboratories]

A soft smile, came across her face, as she pushed a strand of hair away from his face slowly. Ever since she found this safe haven, there was nothing to worry about. She didn't want to leave the bed or this sight.

[plaguelaboratories]

Closed RP for @thehatakefamily

The soft click of her high heels echoed through the room, as she had been dropped off at a rather undisclosed location. Big. But no indication of where in the world where she was. As she judged the living room, her hair was up in a messy bun, long sleeved mess, lace dress, and three inch heels. Enough to be alluring and not begging for attention.

Donning the red circular glasses, it was something she picked up from her previous contract. What can she say? Polly loves glasses.

"This is getting rather boring," she muttered to herself as she wandered around the living room.

[plaguelaboratories]

Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, as her body was enjoying every single second. Might as well enjoy the spoils. A moaning mess underneath him, as she lay defenseless.

The only things that iterated from her mouth were moans, and gaps. Be poor specimen couldn't do much more. She also didn't dare to move, because for now, she was his. Only his.

[thehatakefamily]

Makoto growled as he leaned over her as he kept pounding her harder and faster into the bed. "That's it~" Makoto growled as he captured her lips into a heated kiss, drinking in her moans as his cock kept stretching out her walls, hitting the back of her womb. He loved the feeling of her juices covering his cock as his hips slapped against her ass.

"Time to fuck those pretty little brains out~" He growled as his thrusts got rougher and harder.

[plaguelaboratories]

The pleasure of him working her pussy to an ever living end, made her eyes roll back slightly. With delight, she cummed more without her knowledge, just letting the juices flow. Her womanhood started to numb due to the pleasure, as she looked up at him.

Once more, and her womanhood was all spent. Polly passed out from underneath him easily, her womanhood still wishing against him. She had lasted quite long during the endeavor, but it had to get unknowingly used to.

[thehatakefamily]

Makoto growled in pleasure as he buried his thick cock into her depths. Just as Polly passed out, Makoto filled her womb with his cum. Rope after rope of thick hot cum marked her womb, he growled dominantly as he filled her up, marking her as his as she passed out from the pleasure.

He leaned down and kissed her sleeping form deeply as he ground his cock against her walls, making her body remember him, molding her to him.

[plaguelaboratories]

Polly laid unconscious underneath him, her clothes laid all about the room. Her soft skin glistened with sweat. Juices dripped out of the womanhood.

***Time Skip***

The specimen woke up, wrapped in silk sheets and rose easily from her bed. Well she hadn't had sex that good in so long. Too bad that would have been the last time. Getting out of the bed, she picked up all her clothes and got dressed.

Another contract gone, that was the result of sleeping with her. What was his name again? Mr. Hatake, certainly had a nice ring to it. He would have been dead by now. The lab would collect her by morning. A done deal.

She tied her hair up in a ponytail and cleaned off her red glasses. Scoffing softly, the specimen slipped on her heels.

[thehatakefamily]

"What are you scoffing about?" Makoto said sleepily as he rubbed his eyes with the heel of his hand. He blinked as he saw Polly all dressed, the blanket barely covering his thick cock. "What are you dressed up for?"

He raised an eyebrow as he rose up a little more, the blanket falling off, his full muscular frame on display. "Come on get back into bed," He continued patting the place next to him. "Where else are you needing to go right now?"

[plaguelaboratories]

Polly froze and her heart dropped.

He was supposed to be dead. Fuck. She cursed in her head. Slowly, she turned around on her heel. There he was, alive and well. Double fuck.

He certainly couldn't be human. "You're not human, are you?" She said, heck, she only played obedient yesterday in the hopes of sleeping with him that she would have been heading back to the lab by now.