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Etna shrugged and took a sip of the stringy, gooey liquid in the martini glass, sighing at the display of god-mode. "People just be hod modding all over this bitch," she said, reminiscent of a frog drinking some sweet tea, "but that's none of my business." She swallowed a thig glob of the rich and salty drink, then gave Warrior the finger because honestly he was kind of a dick, even for a good-guy.
 
"you really seem to hate good guys" A voice said from the shadows before Ninja appeared next to Etna. His long tounge wrap around his neck like a scarf before he looked at the succubus closely.
 
(Okay, seriously. Any more God Mode and I'll kick you out. That goes for everyone. Got it?)

Dark Link slid off of his seat and onto the floor from the force of Warrior's punch. The Hylian stood up, shaking his head. "Jeez... I was just messing around. No need to punch me, Warrior," he said, wiping a little blood from his nose.
 
Morien finally did cum, twice in fact. He could see her tummy swell as he deposited two healthy loads into her craving womb. His seed spilled out from her in thick rope-like deposits. He quickly gathered up the oozing cum with his fingers and held the fingers out infront of her face to presumably lick "Go ahead" he commanded Harley to take his fingers into his mouth. He wasn't done with her just yet, he wanted to give her a proper pornstar finish with the remaining sperm built up in his system, taking the back of her head, he brought her down on her knees, ready to blow his load and make a mess of that pretty face of hers completely, he finally did explode on her face, streaking two hot loads back to back across her beautiful canvass, and now his work of art was complete. He stuck the tip of his cock inside Harley's mouth to clean, before passing out on the bed. After awhile he got dressed but only after she was ready. He wasn't sure if she was going to take a shower or what, it was obvious what she'd just got done doing in that tavern room , the odor of sex was that strong on her. That and the dried cum on her face.
 
(Seriously?! What did I just say?!?! Did you not read that?! Get out. You're done here.)
 
(Please, everyone go back and read the note at the end of the opening post. I'm tired of this shit going on.)
 
(Sorry GM)

Warrior folded his arms as he said "Next time, don't stare like some horny man. You respect the lady modesty and instead offer her the chance to cover herself. Surely as a hero, you should know it better to respect women"
 
Kitana had no time to react to any of the events happening, her hand covering g her breast enough to allow Warrior some time to give her the cover she needed. Then, her eyes glared daggers at the darkened elf, her mind afloat with the various different ways her fans could slice him to bits. "You clearly have no idea who I am." She fixed the wardrobe malfunction and drew a fan, extending it before holding the blades to the elf's neck. "I am Princess Kitana. Heir to the Edenian throne, if it returns, which it will. Now, do me a favor and piss off."
 
(No worries, Mike.)

Dark Link chuckled and nodded at Warrior. "Well, I'm kinda the anti-hero right now. His dark side, y'see." He gave Kitana a cheesy grin. "Sorry about that, Princess." His tone held obvious distaste for the title. "I sometimes can't help myself." He gave an abbreviated bow, not being able to bend much because of the fan-blades at his throat. "But I'll oblige you this time," he said, turning back to Mileena. "See you around, Princess."
 
"What she means to say is she's heir to jack and shit," Mileena moaned, thoroughly tired of the princess act. "Sis, seriously. When are you going to get over the whole Edenia thing? It's been forever. You and me? We're not princesses of anything anymore, just hyper-violent bikini babes with a really convoluted back-story." Her natural instinct in this situation was to pull out her sai and fight her sister to the death a few times, usually pausing in intervals until someone commanded one of them to finish the other, and then probably some kind of freaky death-kiss move. But her heart really wasn't in it this time.

"And you," she said plaintively to Warrior. "For fuck's sake, let the man enjoy the show. Do you know how many failed attempts at a nude mod have tried to expose those fun-bags?"
 
Etna looked over her shoulder at Ninja, who had appeared ninja-like from the shadows like a ninja, just in case anyone should miss the fact that he was a ninja. "Oh yeah, good-guys have this tendency to kick in my door and murder all my minions. So there's some animosity there. Can't a girl just skulk around in her dark dungeon in peace?"
 
Kitana let the elf boy withdraw from her grasp, simply glaring at him as she listened to her sister. Sighing, she sat back down at her seat. Mileena was right. She wasn't heir to anything, not anymore. Ironically, Mileena was even more of the successor to Shao Kahn now that he is dead. Go figure. The one not labeled a princess is getting the shot at throne.
 
Mileena might have been the one in line to the throne, but she still felt like yesterday's leftovers whenever Kitana was around. Just seeing her annoyingly pristine sister made her more self-conscious, and she reflexively moved to cover what little bits of her ugly features showed. It felt like she got uglier every couple years, while her sister became more and more of a sex symbol. What would it be next time, she wondered. Scales? Spots? Extra joints in her limbs? Kitana would only suffer an excess of airbrushing, like a walking photoshop masterpiece. The inequity of it all made Mileena furious, but she knew there was nothing she could really do about it. Instead, she just moped into her drink and sucked on her krazy straw.
 
Dark Link gave each sister a rather confused look. "Am I missing something here? I feel like I totally missed something." He didn't really direct the question to anyone in particular, just asked it for the sake of asking.

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(I'm age progressing this guy, so no worries.)

The doors opened once again to admit a young man. Brendan entered the tavern, casting a wary look around. The teen seated himself at the bar, unknowingly right in the middle of the danger zone between Kitana and Mileena, and ordered a soda as he wasn't old enough for alcohol yet. He gave them each a nervous smile. He'd seen some pretty risqué outfits on his journeys, but none quite so... exposing as the ones the sisters wore.
 
Mileena gave Dark Link an exhausted, long-suffering look. "There's all sorts of drama. We have one of those families, you know, the ones with really awkward reunions. Sometimes mom is dead, sometimes she's alive, sometimes she's ripping out our guts in a giant kung fu battle. Me and my sisters kill each other like five times a day at least. And 'dad' hits us with a fucking hammer a lot. And I'm...um...I'm the gross one. The veil is there for a reason." With trembling fingers she reached up and tugged at the edge of her veil, exposing the beginnings of her deformity but not subjecting everyone to the whole freak show. She quickly covered it back up before anyone freaked out. "So...yeah...we don't all get to be pretty."
 
Link blinked, his normality returning just in time for him to see what Mileena had under the veil. Were those pointed, almost demonic-looking teeth sticking out of her face? "Wow," the Hylian said, shocked and mildly frightened by what he was seeing. "Damn. You could probably rip someone apart with those things."
 
"I do," Mileena admitted sadly. "Like, five times a day. And they put replays of it up on YouTube. I, um, I don't get to date much. Ever. Gods, I'm just hideous." She sucked up the last of her bourbon and tried to flag the bartender down for a refill, but as usual he was too busy waiting on the pretty girls at the other end of the bar to notice. "Well that's pretty typical. Right when I could use another, too."
 
Across from Mileena, Brendan managed to get the bartender's attention before Link could and sent him in her direction. He gave the woman a nervous smile. "Sorry I couldn't actually buy you the drink. I'm too young to buy alcohol." He lifted his soda. "They do make an awesome root beer, if you ever find yourself wanting something sweet and refreshing."

Link gave the Pokémon trainer an odd look. "Where'd this kid come from?" He shook his head. "Don't worry about the drink, Mileena, I'll pay for it," he said, setting down the required amount for the bourbon. "Just because you've got some... unique features doesn't mean people can't be nice."
 
"T-thanks," Mileena said, accepting the tall glass of bourbon and swapping her krazy straw over into the new drink. "Is...am I supposed to do anything now? Nobody has ever bought me a drink before. I...there are expectations now, aren't there? I mean...oh hell, please forget I ever said anything." She felt utterly ashamed at the fact that she'd even entertained such an idea, that there might have been some romantic overtone. This was just someone being friendly for a change, and she was being too much of a klutz to be properly grateful.

"Thank you for the drink," she said. "And...for not freaking out about my..." Her hand went to her veil, covering the cover that covered her awful features. There were other ugly parts of her, but nobody had ever asked to see those. Her face, however, had been her constant source of shame and torment. "It means a lot to me. Let me know if there's ever anything I can do for you."
 
Link gave the distressed girl a cheery grin, one that almost immediately calmed most people down. "Don't worry about it, Mileena. It's my pleasure." Almost immediately, the Hylian found himself struggling to rephrase that sentence. "Uh... I mean... well... um..." He raised a hand to nervously scratch at the back of his head. He sighed, taking her hand in his. "What I meant was, I would do that for anyone. That's just who I am. You don't have to feel obliged to do anything with me or return the gesture."
 
Mileena's eyes actually lit up for a brief moment at the boy's words, before he quickly corrected his phrasing. "H-haha, yeah..." There wasn't a whole lot she could say at that point, so she settled for working the straw under her veil and taking a long drag off the new drink. Working on her second glass of straight bourbon, Mileena was already starting to get sloshed. There wasn't much of a social element to her drinking habit, since very few people bothered to talk to her, especially when Kitana or Jade was in the room. Instead she just focused on getting hammered in a non-literal way as quickly and thoroughly as possible.

Etna hopped up on the bar beside Mileena, keeping the princess between her and Dark. "What's up, sexy?" she said. "Heroes being dicks?" She took another sip of what was apparently a sperm smoothie and looked at Dark. "What's her deal?"
 
Link looked at the little succubus in surprise. "Umm... I don't know... I just bought her a drink, and now I'm not really sure what to do." HE returned his attention to Mileena. "Look, that may have sounded harsh, but that's not how I meant it." He again gave a little sigh. "I guess I really did mean what I said the first time."

Brendan scooted ever so slightly away from Etna. The Pokémon trainer hadn't seen something like her before, and he was a little scared. "Um. Excuse me, but what exactly are you?" he asked.
 
Etna peeked out from around the others to look at Brendan. Taking quick stock of his array of pokeballs and other accessories, she felt she needed to clarify a few things. "Well, I can assure you that I am NOT, in fact, one of however many collectible animals that exist solely for you to brutalize and stuff into a tiny, pitch black, ice cold ball to be used at a later date in barbaric cock-fighting tournaments. You keep your balls where I can see them, and don't try anything!" To be fair, Etna had already spent one week of her life trapped in a pokeball, and that was one week too many. Pokemon trainers had this bad habit of chucking master balls at anything they hadn't seen before, and then you were pretty much stuck. Last time, she'd had to beet the little fucker to death with his own shoes to get away.

Mileena shrugged. "I am entirely lost on what's happening here. But...thank you, Dark," she said, smiling a most distressing smile beneath her veil. "Your words were very kind. Um...wait a moment." She reached up and untied a pink ribbon that had been keeping some of her raven hair in check. She reached forward and tied it to the hilt of Dark's sword. "By royal custom, a princess may bestow a token to a champion in a tournament to show favor. I've...never had a champion...or anything, really. Um, this may leave you prone to getting attacked by color coordinated ninjas. I can't say for certain, but you know, keep your guard up."
 
Warrior sighed as he mumbled "How does this kid beat me to these things?". He looked at Link before he pointed out Zelda to Mileena. "I'm afraid that the young man is already someone champion, you see the blonde girl sitting there. She is a princess and has already named Link her champion. I would happily be your Champion though" He told her. Part of him was annoyed at Link trying to take Mileena from him after he had already grown fond of the girl.

Ninja watched Etna leave to yell at the Pokemon trainer before he walked up to Kitana and said "you are a beautiful woman, how about I buy you a drink?"
 
Mileena scowled at the Warrior who had just now been one of the ones fawning over her pretty sister and jumping to her aid. "Believe me," she said coldly. "I'm just fine without you. Go be the champion of little miss my-face-is-attached-straight if you're so inclined." She gave the ribbon one last pull and cinched the knot into place. "It's just a silly little token anyway," she said, leaving her drink and heading for the ladies' room so she didn't have to have a breakdown in front of everyone.
 
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