Main Lobby

Chesluk sweeps his pistol left to right. Everything seemed normal around here...no signs of any 'war' or even panic for that matter. He lowers his aim, walking to the side of the Information Desk to peek around it, but saw no one dead or crouching behind it. He furrowed his brow. "She's probably doing this to make fun of me...freaking bimbo." he thinks, turning around and looking up to the second floor, cupping one hand at the side of his mouth. "HEY! The coast is clear ma'm!" he exclaims, lowering his hand to his hip pocket of his dress pants, pulling up a cigarette and placed it between his lips. "Damn broad, I hope she hacks a lung from laughter." he muttered with irritated eyes and with a defeated, dazed like expression; still wondering what happened to his catgirl maid Haruka...

Suddenly there was a loud THUD against the back of Chesluk's head. His world would go dark as he fell forward, and the soldier behind him lowers the weapon. Ironic, the butt stroking pervy CEO had been 'buttstroked' by an assault rifle of his creation. As he lay limp, but alive, on the floor; Ling-Ling steps past the guard who subdued him, taking Steve's tobacco and steps over the man as she approaches the elevator, her club tappin laziliy against her right shoulder. She grins, puffing smoke from her grinning sealed lips watching the elevator slide down. She pulls the stick out of her mouth with a steady stream of smoke. "Shoot the top of the elevator." she orders, and the men obey-firing the top of the elevator out to the point of making a return trip up impossible. She brings the tobacco back to her mouth, puffing on the cigarette with a muffled giggle. "Excellent."

Chesluk felt the blow. He was rather still and didn't flinch at all from the hit...his only reaction was that his cigarette fell from his lips first, then a half second later he tittered forward and fell face first onto the carpet covered marble floor with a bloody lump welling at the back of his head. He is laying still on the ground as he enters the dark world of unconsciousness, unable to take in anything around him other than the throbbing pain that too begins to drift away in his induced sleep.

As the elevator came to a stop, automatic fire and shattering glass erupt from above, showering Candi and her three bodyguards in glass.

Her team pull out their cheap, but effective SMG's dubbed 'grease guns' or in some mafia groups: "The greaser":



They push Candi aside and open fire upon the soldiers in red, all the while Candi cursed in irritation, damning the unconscious Chesluk she spied in front of the Information Desk. "I should have known better." she thinks cruelly before opening fire with her .38 Quicksilver handgun.

Ling-Ling ducked, turning into smoke when a bullet grazed her left arm. Some of the men fell back, taking cover from the array of bullets flying from the woman's private security. Ling-Ling suddenly appeared behind a pair of guards, bringing forth her club horizontally, hitting them with the less spiky side of her weapon, somehow managing to knock them out without killing them. She turned to the other guard, smiling as she jumps up, using her club for aerial support. She lets go of her spiky weapon and drives both of her feet into the security guards face, breaking her sunglasses and sent the woman's back into a wall.

Ling-Ling plants both feet onto the ground, still smoking her cig. "Well, that was easier than I thought." she says, taking a drag and standing tall over the limp unconscious bodies.

Just as Ling was standing back up, Candi pulled herself up, leveling the weapon to the raven haired teenager's head. "Take one fecking step, and I'll blow you to fucking kingdom come Brat!" she exclaimed in a direct and angry tone, jamming the barrel of her semiautomatic pistol against the base of the younger woman's neck. She turns to the group of men and narrows her eyes. "Listen up, if any of you try to move the kid gets it!" she ordered. "Back the fuck off!" she orders again, with more energy.

Candi Flynn wrote:Just as Ling was standing back up, Candi pulled herself up, leveling the weapon to the raven haired teenager's head. "Take one fecking step, and I'll blow you to fucking kingdom come Brat!" she exclaimed in a direct and angry tone, jamming the barrel of her semiautomatic pistol against the base of the younger woman's neck. She turns to the group of men and narrows her eyes. "Listen up, if any of you try to move the kid gets it!" she ordered. "Back the fuck off!" she orders again, with more energy.

There was a long and silent pause between the parties, before Ling-Ling cracked, and started to laugh. "Lady, your sing-song voice has no power here!" She then craned her neck so that her unique eyes glared into the woman's light green. In one swift near-impossible to see action, Ling-Ling ducked and slammed her ass into Candace's pelvis, sending the woman backwards into the wall; Ling then half turned and brought one of her slender and sensuous legs up, kicking the handgun from the CEO's hand. She then grabbed the woman's neck with her left hand, sliding her up the wall with ease. Ling-Ling smiled into her face down below. "Candi Flynn...your the Hot-Shot who runs this place, huh? How nice of you to show up for us! You saved me the trouble of breaking this shit-hole down to find ya!" she giggled, closing her strange eyes. "Oh, and by the way, I may look 17, but I'm definitely not a brat." She says squeezing the woman's throat harder.

Struggling with the freak show below, she cursed and gasped in short and almost sexual groans. Her piercing green gaze met the woman's closed eyes. "Fuck yourself!" she exclaims, raising and then swinging her right hand down; swiping the firm hand SMACKED right across the younger woman's face, with enough power to cause the head to swing right.

Ling Ling's eyes were closed still, even after the stunning slap. She did not flinch, even as she slowly cranes her head leftwards again, slowly raising her upper eyelids to express insanely wide crazed glazed orbs. Her lips parted into a sharp tooth, shark like smile. She dragged the woman leftwards too, swinging towards the information desk and back onto her feet. She takes her right hand and SMACKS Candi back! "Your in trouble babe, I don't it when someone scratches my face." she said with a homicidal expression.

The woman's expression changed, and she had thrown her against the info desk before she felt the iron strong hand slap the left side of her face. She didn't care anymore, she turned to the woman with a stern expression and swung her arm out again, slapping her back. "Like I give a damn about your face!" she follows up with another slap, this time with her left hand across Ling-Ling's right cheek.

Being double slapped was the final toll. She grabbed the woman's left hand before it could retract, and tugged her towards her, leaning down and SLAMMING her elbow and shoulder HARD into Candi's midsection, causing so much pain that Candi would pass out after Ling-Ling finished by throwing her over her shoulder, slamming the woman onto her back. "Huh, your just lucky that I can't kill you slut; so for now pleasant dreams!" she says almost sweetly before her face contorts to rage again and she slams her left heel into the woman's abdomen again, knocking her out for the moment.

As the woman drifts off to sleep, she would hear Ling-Ling muttering: "Tie them up, restrain them...do what you have to do..." then she was out.

It was some time afterwards that Candi woke up. Her beautiful large green eyes blinked open slowly, her vision becoming clear as she spotted her three conscious guards who were tied together so that they're breasts were pushing against the others. They were stripped to their underwear: an orange pair of briefs, a purple bikini, and a gold thong could be seen with matching bras above the tightened cords. They squirmed and squealed under the tight confines. This made her eyes widen, and she then realized that her arms were bound behind her back. She grunts, struggling with the cords bounding her wrists. Then she was there; the black pig-tailed woman with purple died strands, one blue eye and brown eye, each with a yin and yang thing going on with the irises; the iris for her brown eye was blue, and the iris for the blue eye was a red brown. She noticed the tattoo on the woman's right thigh as she walked past her and towards the three bound woman.

Ling-Ling's breasts jiggle when she turns around to Candi, noticing she was up now. "Ho! Top o' the Mourning there Candi Flynn!" she said in a deliberate insulting manner, and ready for the woman to mourn. She hops up onto the desk, placing her hand on one of the three heads of the women no longer in uniform. "I'm glad you could make it to the show!" she says with a chuckle. Caressing the woman's red hair.

Candi grunts. "You bitch!" she screams, standing up. She levels her eyes to the psychopath's. "What the hell do you want from me? Well?! Please be original with your response, because if it's money that your after your not getting one lick of it!" she says in furious manner.

She giggles. "No, that's what my Boss wants. What I want a lick of is a Vanilla, lemon, and coffee ice cream sandwich." she says turning to the three bundled women: one white, one Asian, and the other was hispanic. "And boy do they look rather creamy and cold, they have to be without their extra clothes on!" she says, licking her lips-her tongue becoming longer than humanly normal, the red organ glanced under her own right eye before slipping back inside. She drop down, lifting the screaming bundle up. "I wanted you to see this." she says her eyes glowing and her mouth becoming large, toothy and wide as opens her dripping maw and stuffed the three terrified women inside up to their waists before closing over them! Their lower body's kicking and spreading the saliva out!

Candi's eyes widened in disbelief, taking a step back and tripping over Chesluk's useless unconscious form. She sat upon her knees, her wavering green eyes glancing at the gruesome scene unfolding. The muffled cries of her protectors could be barely made out over Ling-Ling's hungered and pleasured groans. "Dead God, what the fecking hell are you?!" she exclaims, her tone shaky and clearly shocked by the young teen's freakish power.

Ling-Ling strokes the fine legs of the three writhing women, grabbing the feet of two of them and pushed the women deeper into her drooling maw. Her long snake-like tongue wrapping around their asses and aided in pulling them down her gaping throat. Her teeth closed around their knees, just enough to cause bleeding, but not all the way through to tear the limbs off-they tasted so divine together...screaming...pleading...gasping for air. Their bare toes wiggled before Candi, and Ling-Ling's stomach growled from the teasing, greedily waiting for the trio to descend! Ling-Ling groaned pleasurably, almost sounding like she was having an orgasm. With another snap back the knees and feet slid inside with one last cry before Ling-Lings sharp teeth closed into a pearly white wall made of large triangular shards. She winks to Candi, gulping, lifting her large maw and head back, gulping. The sagging flesh filled with women pushing to her throat, stretching wide with their combined form, gulping again they were sliding into her overly bulging throat before they descended again with an audibly slick GULP. When the bulge was beginning to disappear from her throat, her mouth and head reverted back to normal. She brought her gaze down and looked at Candi, slurping and licking her lips. An incredibly large bulge squirmed where her gut was; parting back the front flap of her dress and exposing her black panties beneath briefly before the struggling mass subsided to Ling-Ling's small and athletically thin waist.

"Mmmm." she then belched loudly with a slight hicup, causing herself to cower from the noise, but it was a cute act to make her look innocent. She giggles seductively, patting her thin belly. Her breasts became slightly larger, bouncing with new weight now that a boost of nutrients flowed within her. She makes a discomforted sigh, chewing with her jaws before reaching in her maw. Her eyes widen as she remembers the item now! She begins to pull the full length of the six foot cord used to wrap around the victims. Smoking with acids burning into it, and slimy from saliva and stomach fluids as she drops the six foot coil in front of Candace. "Wow...you know how to pick your guards. They were incredibly delicious...*belch*...hehehe." she says in a cruel manner, before licking Candi's right cheek. "Too bad...I get rather horny after I eat a lot. I could eat you in so many ways...but fortunate for yourself I'm not in the mood." she whispered before pulling away and turning to a Soldier, her larger assets bouncing again. "Watch these two, I'm going to the ladies room. Knock her out again if she makes a fuss." she says with a commanding tone, walking away.

Candi gulped, looking down at the smoking coiled rope below her. The acids continue to burn through the rope, even the carpet beneath is burning. She shakes her head in disbelief but the rope is still there-smoking and smelled like death. She grimaces, backing away from it and was going to cover her mouth, but remembers her hands still bound behind her back. "I've got to get out of here...but how?" she ponders, looking to the unconscious Chesluk. She shakes her head sighing out of irritation.

Seifer entered the Main Lobby, having heard quite the ruckus come from that way. Earlier he had quite the fill in one of the casino's bars, but after a rest, it was time to be up and about again, ready to wreak havoc and feed again. It was quite entertaining to him, all the ruckus he has caused in this casino. The chaos was humoring. He was an unstoppable force, and nobody even knew it!

Mostly because he'd eaten or killed any who'd figured it out.

When he entered the room, two guns were immediately pointed at him, held by Ling Ling's guards. Without a thought, he threw open his palm, sending biological poisonous darts from his wrists. They instantly stuck into the necks of the guards, the venom taking over their body in milliseconds, killing them.

All that was left in the room was a tied up buxom blonde in an almost see through pink mesh dress, and an unconscious fellow in a suit. This would be almost too easy.

Candace looked up at the new arrival, and watched in despair as the two guards fell over dead. "This is one non-stop freakshow!" she exclaims, watching the man-thing draw closer. "I don't want to know what he's all about... I need to find a way out of these damned forsaken binds!" her inner thoughts conflict, but she then spots the coils covered in acid. She looks up to the man with a sigh, crawling closer to him as she swiftly places the cords binding her on the acid covered rope. "Why...hello there young man; sorry for me out burst...but it's been a rather trying day. Please allow me to say thank you for saving me life." she says with a warmer smile, better than Chesluk's manufactured one.

"I'd accept your thanks, however, I never did say I was here to save your life now, did I? Doesn't mean I won't, but...that all depends really." Seifer said walking up to the woman ever so confidently as she brought the acidic coils behind her back.

As he walked further into the room he noticed one more of Ling Ling's guards to his right. This guard was completely covered in armor, so its gender was difficult to figure out, however, it had its gun pointed at Seifer. Yet, it shivered with so much fright that it couldn't even keep the gun straight. Seifer cocked his head toward the door.

"Get outta here. Before things get rougher."

The guard didn't wait a moment and darted out the room. Seifer turned his attention back to the blonde. "What's your name, deary?"

Candi didn't flinch as the guard ran somewhere behind her. She grinned, reading the man's vibe as she had with Chesluk behind her. A rather crude individual, with a driven goal. A dangerous man indeed. She felt one of the binds break, and she chuckled. "Well, excuse me; I'm Candace Flynn, I prefer 'Candi' if it's all the same to you though. I'm the 'Big Boss' that runs this casino your on." Smiling naturally; one more bind to go..."What pray tell, is your name, Mister...?" She asked, cocking her head to the right, allowing a bang to fall over her left eye.

"Seifer. Seifer Howling," he said, finally reaching her. Up close he could smell her delicious scent, some fragrances she was wearing mixed with pheremones and sweat. She'd been through a little anxiety not long ago, he could tell. He could also smell something acidic. Another predator had been here.

Of course, Candace wasn't aware he could sense all these things. She was busy thinking she was about to be free. In the mean time, he admired her glorious assets, swaying freely behind in front of her, barely held by her mesh dress, as she tried to hide her maneuvering behind her back.

Seifer, as gentlemanly as he could, slid her bangs away from her eyes and behind her ear, very flirtatious. "And you're the 'big boss' around this place, eh? That says a lot. Quite a lot. I've been having fun here."

Candace felt a strange sensation waft over her as he leaned down and tucked back her hair. "Seifer eh? Well Seifer I'm happy to know you find me Casino enjoyable; tell me if there is anything I can do to make your stay the more pleasing." she says with her final bound undone. She grins rather confidently yet. The Soldier's assault rifle was beside her, she didn't look at it but remembered it falling there when the freak before her killed the guards. Before she gave him a chance to respond she brings up her right arm and cascades it across his face; rolling right, she grabbed the assault rifle and fired the shells into his chest while crawling backwards till she had a chance to stand and run away. She smirked, easy as cake. With the freak shot to hell and another looming about somewhere she was gonna head to the to the bunker and wait it out till the damned Military arrived.

"Not so fast, Candi," she heard before she was able to get out of the room.

She didn't know what it was, but SOMETHING grabbed her by the ankle and YANKED her, pulling her back so hard that she went straight to the floor. She let out a sexy, painful groan as she was dragged along the carpet, the friction burning a solid portion of her exposed skin. Her huge tits shook as she struggled, but she was quick enough to not let go of that assault rifle.

Turning around to see what was dragging her, it was a worm like appendage, latched onto her ankle. It's "mouth" had four large teeth which had wrapped tightly around her skin, and its looked like it was wide enough to really take her in entirely if it wanted to. What was worse, was the worm was actually Seifer's arm. It hard grown to the monstrous brown and red, writhing appendage, thirty feet long and controlled by this man. The bullets had done nothing.

"Candi...that's so fitting" he said with an evil grin.