Just a simple little story I made during the Tenpenny Tower quest in Fallout 3 with my character Isabella.
This is the first time I've tried my hand at storytelling, I'm still pretty new to all this stuff. Sorry for the quality, I'm using a performance ENB. I tried out some high quality ones but my ancient hardware couldn't take it.
Anyway here it is, enjoy.
NSFW
Dear Diary,
I think I'll be better off not telling people I am Dragonborn... Even though they are my kinsmen, all of the inhabitants of Ivarstead suddenly address as if I am some kind of deity... It honestly makes me feel like a sham...
The morning was eventful. Work had started on rebuilding the roof on the inn before I had awoken. A bit of breakfast and something awful they called brandy set the tone for the day. It all left a bitter taste in my mouth.
The dead guard's had be
Her name was Finte, though these days nobody knew or cared. You see, Finte was taken from her home one night. Slaves were a profitable business and Civil War made for some excellent 'opportunities'. Finte was one of the many victims of this senseless war. Out in the wilds, where few travelers dared to tread, she toiled for her captor.
Finte had nothing left. To even survive she was completely dependent on her master. Scraps, left-overs, ale and semen had been the only things for a long time
So this morning after firing up the computer and freezing while trying to open a compressed file with Winrar. Like total hard lock freezing.
I rebooted and could not get past the Windows loading screen...
So I broke out a spare SSD drive that I ment to upgrade my OS drive to a couple of months ago...
And I'm doing a fresh install of the OS.
Windows 7 64bit Home Premium - Nothing fancy.
Old Drive was a Crucial M400 64GB, replacement is a PNY XLR8 128GB (about the same speed on read
The man, inside
Finally the day had come. The man of her dreams had come and swept her of her feet. Fastred held on to him tight as he carried her back to Ivarstead. Her heart was still going like mad. She had always been interested in Klimmek, but he had seemed so distant. When he wasn't up the mountain, delivering food to the Greybeards, he spent most of his time fishing. It felt to her like he was avoiding her of late, but that feeling had completely gone.
There was a sickening
Dear Diary,
Do the patterns in the stars tell us who we are and do we really want to know?
The Greybeards gave me a book written by Jurgen Windcaller, their founder. It was a dictionary of sorts. Each page told a story three times. One in Deykel, written symbols, one in Pelnix, transcribed words, and one in Rotun, common translation. Reading the first story aloud caused a smile on Arngeir's, otherwise solemn, face. It turned out to be the story from the waystones.
With every st
Dear diary,
Life continues. One thing that life on the road revolves around is gold and I have nearly none left. Thankfully people always have favors that need doing. Thus my morning was spent chopping wood for the locals. Boti, the woman that I had seen arguing with a man, her husband Jofthor, told me about how Ivarstead was becoming a bit of a backwater. She also told me of her daughter, Fastred. By Ysmir, what is it with all these damsels? Where are the men? Apparently there were men..
"Call me if you need anything, but try not to wake me unnecessarily. Good night, my sweet..."
I could feel her struggle against her bindings. I could feel the moment she reached orgasm. I felt her tire and fall asleep...
When she nodded off I quickly and quietly undid her bindings. The gag had fallen from her mouth already, but she hadn't made a sound afterwards. I left the plug neatly between her legs. She had been able to fall asleep with it... Tomorrow we'd go and have a little play with
Continuing my series of blog entries where I do some redecorating with Jaxonz Positioner...
In my current playthrough with my lovely Breton, Solana, she's gotten to the point in the game where she has followed Esbern and Delphine into Sky Haven Temple and since I have the Parthenax Dilemma mod in my load order now, I thought I would use this opportunity to make some changes at Sky Haven Temple using Jaxonz Positioner.
For those of you who played the game many times now, you know that onc
DIARY OF A WATER PURIFIER: EP4, THE CITY OF RIVETS
Recent events have made me question my previous stance on things like capital punishment. I'm warming to the idea that pissing me off is a major crime, and that justice should come swiftly to anyone who does so. And that justice should involve pieces of lead expelled from a steel tube at high velocity by the force of expanding gas emitted by a chemical reaction created by setting fire to a swiftly burning powder. In other words, I'm go
The speakers made an almost silent cracking sound as the music system was turned on. While most bars nowadays relied on musical entertainment services that streamed their playlists through the internet for a small fee, this particular one also had this old piece of electronics that many concidered as outdated already. Yet the owner insisted that it added a special flair to his bar, and surprisingly it really did. The old CDs he once found in his basement were a strange sight for many people, and
Dear reader,
To be blunt about it; Starting tomorrow, Real Life is about to drag me off for a few days. So no updates until Wednesday I think... I'll be allowed a few bites of internoms I think, so I will be around-ish...
For those of you who are wondering if I haven't got anything pre-written; No, I write scraps at best if I'm not sitting down specifically to write.
Truth be told, I'm interested to hear your opinions. I doubt I have more than a few folks following the misadventures of
Dear diary,
Respect is everything. A Nord who does not know respect shall never know honor.
The day started late. I awoke with a sore body from head to toe. Maybe because for the first time in... However long... I had had a good night's rest and a belly full of food. It had been rough thus far, but I was among people again. Granted, I still thought it wise to hide the only visible remnant of my past predicament. After a good stretch I packed my bag. I had tried to travel light, but
Note before reading: This entry has literally nothing to do with my playthrough, but I felt like adding it in because raisins... I'm not experienced in writing these sort of things, but I do hope it is well received.
He never claimed to be a smart man. He was dutiful and proud, but smart didn't really run in the family. Then again, it wasn't expected of him. One does not approach a guard for learned conversation. They needed either the law or a strong arm. Hadmir held the guard post du
Dear diary,
I believe in working hard to accomplish my goals, but lately I find it increasingly more obvious I may have offended some deity or maybe a demon from Oblivion. The world is set against me. Throwing ever increasingly bizarre events at me. Working at our farm didn't require much prayer, but even in times of need we'd dutifully keep our local shrine clean and stocked for travelers. Not a thankless task, but we never expected anything in return.
Today I made it to Kynesgrov
So there I was... At some gods forsaken mine in Eastmarch. Still bound in various apparel. With a woman held with one hand and a dagger in the other. If only I didn't have need for the dagger...
"Please miss. I have a daughter. Please..." She pleaded. In an instant the realization hit me that I had, for all intents and purposes, become like my kidnappers. She was just like me... It made me feel disgusting... "I'm sorry. I was expecting... someone else..." I whispered to her. She breath
I do not wish too dump all this in the Post your sex screenshots thread with over 60 images so I'm posting this here. No story here just mindless licking, sticking, sucking and fucking happening here.
Haven't seen alot of Khajiit action lately so I am gonna try and rememdy that. Can the Khajiit get some ya'll? Because he hasn't gotten any in a long time...
