Old Events - Adult Photoshoot OR A Fairy Tale Nightmare - Rising Aphro
((ooc: A quick single post for old time's sake, while I still have the energy to even think about RP. Dominant characters loved for Scenario A. Feel free to add in bondage or toys or whatever to set the "mood" for the shot, not to mention that she's "booked" for three hours of your time. Dominant or submissive characters for B - Lina's role in the "story" will change depending, and I'll take any sort of scenario from fluffy happily ever after to dubcon/noncon on either side.))
Scenario A - Adult Photoshoot
A click and a flash echoed outside the door. Lina lowered the cell phone and flipped it around, checking the picture critically.
Yep. That was her, that was the front door, that was the name of the owner and proprietor of the establishment.
Surely that would be all the proof she needed...right? Zel would be satisfied with that. She could just go home now, right?
...wrong.
Unless she brought back actual photographic proof from inside the belly of the beast? She'd lose this bet, and Zel would never let her live it down. And rightly so! If she chickened out now from a simple thing like this, she deserved humiliation. The great Lina Inverse had a wonderful body. Why should she be afraid of the chance to show it off?
...the butterflies in her stomach suggested a few dozen possibilities. She did her best to ignore them as she turned back to face the door.
It was about the time she'd promised to be here for the session. The fifty dollar buffet special - all the pictures they could take in three hours, all the extra special additions they wanted to add to her, all the poses they wanted her to try.
Zel could never question her again if she came back with photos like that.
She raised her hand to knock.
Scenario B - A Fairy Tale Nightmare
Lina Inverse was truly a hero in distress. Or at least a hero who had been in distress not long previously.
Dusty, bruised, and battered, the mighty warrior limped along the road, using a walking stick for support. Her horse had fallen several miles back, eaten by orcs. The orcs had, with the judicious application of several fireballs, later been eaten by Lina, and she was starting to wish that she hadn't. Her stomach was absolutely roiling.
It was miles still to town, and she had no idea what she'd do when she got there. Her food had all been eaten, her money stolen, and her powers were working as unreliably as ever thanks to that awful hex from that evil witch in the cottage a mile back. Truly, the great and powerful Lina Inverse was a cursed, destitute soul.
Finally, too exhausted to take another step, she sank onto a fallen tree by the path to rest. There to wait until some kind soul came along to improve her fortunes, or some brigand to make matters worse.