It's snowing here in Sunny Scotland so I thought I'd take some screenshots in Oblivion and Skyrim of my characters enjoying some more tropical weather.
Seriously though it's fucking insane up here I got caught in a blizzard when I was on my way to the physio this morning (it's nothing major, I just did something to my knee last August and it's mostly recovered it's not knee cancer or anything.) I was expecting snow but not as bad as it is today.
Also somet
I wrote this early in the morning when I was high and this is the second time I had to rewrite it due to it not being saved. Hopefully you'll like it as much as I did. I'm going to add more periodically and try and recover and post what was deleted/lost.
It is the 4th Era 321, in the Imperial Palace of the Yokudan Empire in Sentinel, Hammerfell there sits the wizened king Divaad ibn Zayaad As'sur the holy, former emperor of the Yokudan empire and the founder of said empire, in the pa
I'm on the way to whiterun.
A smell is in my nose... I'm knowing that - can't remember.
In my dreams beasts attacked me.. teaching me to use my hole. What's going on here?
---Frostfall, 2nd, 4E 201---
Today I am writing about a topic that many would consider shameful, even insolent to mention.
What the chastity belt and its attachment does with a woman. I touched on this briefly before, mentioning how it dominates you (me) and how its effects will make anyone surrender to their masters every whim.
I also mentioned that without the belt, abstinence has not been a problem for me, mostly because if some asshole keeps you in chains there is no room for rom
---Heartfire, 7th, 4E 201---
So yesterdays performance was deemed very good. The daily routine now looks like this, essentially:
7AM (sunrise) report to Master Markus,
get water from the well for the kitchen,
chop firewood for the kitchen,
sweep all floors,
report completion to Markus on time (before 8PM, sunset)
These pony boots have another effect, besides being awkward to walk in and preventing me from going very fast, or moving around a lot, and causing quite a bit of aching
---Heartfire, 4th, 4E 201---
The first day the chores were dust sweeping and collecting firewood (in the full maid uniform). The mansion is pretty big and sweeping the dust to keep up with Master Markus' (aha, Master) standards it takes from sunrise (when Markus assigns tasks) to midday. After that I collected firewood, which took all day and overall Markus was not satisfied. He told me there will be a punishment the next day.
---Heartfire, 5th, 4E 201---
When assigning tasks Mar
---Heartfire, 2nd, 4E 201---
The journey back was uneventful though more laborous than if I had been alone. The slave often tried to struggle or kick me, but in the end I arrived at the compound. Master was surprised (in a not-good way) that I brought a slave, since she expected an "item". I was ordered to bring her to the dungeon of the mansion (I didn't know it had one, it is extensive and has some cells and a number of torture devices). Master, Harran and another guard and the dungeon ma
So you see this is where the troubles begun
those eyes
those damn eyes
This is really an old pic, from Karina's blond days. I had just started. Anyway thanks for the views, hope you're enjoying our photo trip so far!
Oh and i can't edit pics to save my life, just simple philters, like burlesque.
---Heartfire, 1st, 4E 201 (cont)---
Around that time I found the huge bedroom of the "slave". She was indeed sleeping tight. Since there were still two guards around, if the woman was to be trusted, I moved on. I had to find them first. I found the guard's room, where a guard was eating. I stabbed him in the neck from behind. It was almost mechanical to me. This all shouldn't have happened but it was me or them and I don't want to die, or be tortured to death. Being stabbed in the neck is p
I'm running out of reasons to procrastinate, so here's an update!
Heads
Preserved Brain:
A 'brain in a jar' head replacer, made with Ghogiel's brain resource. Sized to work with the Skull Fit Gilded set. Ended up a bit undersized because of that, but we can just say they're Dwarven brains.
Body - Bikini
'Full Cyborg' bodies:
Fully Robotic versions of the Bikini bodies. Based on the work done for t
And what happened you will ask after we killed the evil witch?
Well as it turns out, her daughter knew that the only cure for the love potion was....well sex actually.
So the dragonborn ends up fucking the evil witch's daughter right there, under the amused gaze of
her orc follower who, by now has undoubtedly realized this is the best party ever.
Fucking witches, i swear.
"Die you filthy fucking witch with that HORRIBLE outfit!"
Seriously that was a great quest. We needed to find the antidote for the love potion
so we stormed the hagraven castle, killed everything, and ended up killing the mother
of a friendly witch because she wanted to be a hagraven to. In the end, the antidote for the
love potion was .... love. Duh. And of course a lot of fucking with a lot of gorgeous ladies in Riften.
Pic is the final blow to the evil hag-witch.
Noticed that there was a bikini armour conversion of the silver knight armour (sort of) and for those of you who have been following this blog for a while will probably know that Mist's main armour set was the Silver Knight armour so I decided to give her that set of bikini armour, the rest of my characters will have the ordinary nordic plate variant so you will only see the silver variant on Mist.
But anyway onto the main meat of this entry; Final Fantasy, possibly my favourite game
---Heartfire, 1st, 4E 201 (cont)---
Otherwise they wouldn't have had any need to ask who was behind this, or owned me, presumably if they found my journal they'd just killed me right there on the spot.
One item was not mine in the chest, a dagger was on the top of my pile. The woman told me I had to kill the guards, she said there were four of them. I assumed that the hunters were the guards, since I recognized the hunter from the Solitude crossing as the third guard in the throne room
