The Perils of Liberty Girl (Story in a story)

(( Please note that this contains slightly adult themes, though nothing you probably won't get in an Image comic, and those have pictures! ))


The Perils of Liberty Girl
By Annette Barrington

Liberty Girl struggled to open her eyes. The Malta hit squad that attacked her in the warehouse in Independence Port had been fast and efficient. Three Sappers had drained her energy while Tactical operatives had hit her with tasers. She had fought, yes, but the odds had been overwhelming. Her last memory before blacking out was a Gunslinger standing over her holding a hypospray.

She was on her back, and when she tried to move, she discovered that her wrists and ankles were shackled down. Managing to focus on her own right wrist, not an easy task, she recognised the familiar sheen of Impervium. What was, perhaps, more worrying, was that her wrists were shackled above her head, while her legs were held wide apart. What heinous villain was responsible for this and what were his plans?

"At last, Liberty Girl, I have you in my power!" She recognised the voice instantly, it was...

No, that was terrible! Annette had never heard a real villain talk like that. "How do people come up with the dialogue?" she mused aloud. However, since she was alone in her room, it was Nitoichi, her alternate personality, who answered. I think they just make it up. Most of the ones we meet do seem to spout that kind of rubbish though, and I thought you were going for a camp forties feel? Which was true. Okay...

...it was Doctor Mechanoid...

You don't think that's a bit close to 'Mechano,' do you? Annette glowered at her monitor and hit the backspace key several times.

...it was Doctor Cybernoid, her arch-nemesis. Lifting her head, she could see him standing a few yards away at the foot end of the metal bench she was chained to.

"Cybernoid," she said, almost spitting the name, "what heinous..."

You can't use 'heinous' there, you just used it in the last paragraph. Oh, damn, yeah.

"Cybernoid," she said, almost spitting the name, "what dastardly plan have you got for me this time."

Cybernoid walked forward, his metal heels clanging on the laboratory floor plates. "Why Liberty Girl, what do I always want with you?" It was true. After foiling his every evil plot for three years, Cybernoid had fallen in love with her. Now he plotted to capture her, first to keep her away from his latest plans, but also to have her in his power.

"You'll never get away with this!" Liberty Girl cried, struggling in vain against her unbreakable chains. The thought of what Cybernoid might have planned for her was made all the more terrifying by the sight of the Doctor himself. His body was humanoid, but almost entirely mechanical. His face was a projected image on a blank, armoured glass faceplate. His normal arms were augmented by the set of ten articulated, metal tentacles which sprouted from his back, each ending in a wicked, metal spike. Four of them snaked out now, their sharpened ends shredding her costume and exposing her body to the cool air of the laboratory.

Woah, Nelly. I thought you were going for PG-13 here? What? Okay, maybe fifteen-rated. Ha! You're worse than me! Even in fiction you can't wait to get her clothes off. She was fully dressed all the way through the fight scene with the Malta. Oh yeah, you mean the fight scene with all the lingering descriptions of her tight bottom, powerful thighs, and heaving breasts? Yes, but... And the passage about how her body seemed the writhe in ecstasy under the tasers? Oh... shut up, Ni.

Four more of the arms lifted, and Liberty Girl gasped at the adaptations Cybernoid had made to them. Two of them, now rapidly moving toward her upper body, where fitted with large, plastic cups. The others had had their razor spikes replaced with rounded shafts which...

Now, just hang on a minute. When did we skip from forties pulp to hentai? Well, um, it's supposed to be perilous. Yeah, I was expecting fiendish death traps, not kinky bondage play. I'm updating the genre, shush. Your funeral...

...rounded shafts which were now moving inexorably toward the space between her spread legs. "Cybernoid, you monster! No!" Liberty Girl shrieked.

"You will be mine, Liberty Girl," Cybernoid laughed. "I will show you ecstasy such as no other man can give and you will realise that you do love me!"

"No! Never!" The blonde heroine struggled to keep her exposed breasts from the transparent cups, but there was little she could do to escape.

There was a sound like cotton being shredding, the tinkling of glass, and a dark shape crashed through the lab window, dropping into a crouch. Nitoichi, Liberty Girl's sidekick...

Hang on, I am not being her sidekick!

...Nitoichi, Liberty Girl's constant companion...

Then why wasn't she there for the Malta?

...Nitoichi, Liberty Girl's companion, scanned the room, her eyes taking in the scene. Liberty Girl's heart swelled at the sight of the lithe brunette, not least because it meant there was a chance for her to escape this gruesome fate.

Nitoichi straightened, lowering her twin energy swords and smiled. "Hey, Libby, like the new look," she quipped. "Little draughty, maybe. How's it going, Doc? Failed to hatch any good plots recently? Oh, yeah, I defused the bio-bomb, by the way."

"Nitoichi! You shall rue the day you stood between me and my prize!" Cybernoid growled, and surged forward, sharpened tentacles whipping toward the lightly clad heroine. Her pale blue, glowing blades rose to meet them, slicing one end cleanly off and deflecting a second. She danced around Cybernoid, lithe body...

That's another 'lithe,' don't you have a thesaurus? Shut up, Ni.

...lithe body twisting and turning as she dodged and deflected the tentacles of death.

Tentacles of death! You have got to be... Really, shut it.

Cybernoid screamed in frustration. Even when he managed to mar Nitoichi's perfect, olive skin, the wound closed quickly and she seemed to ignore the pain. His only consolation was that her blows kept missing. Quite suddenly, the reason for this became clear as Liberty Girl vaulted from the table she had been tethered to, delivering a vicious kick to Cybernoid's head.

Suddenly, he had two heroines of considerable martial skill to deal with. His hardened body was quite resistant to Liberty Girl's blows, but the impacts kept him off balance and left him vulnerable to Nitoichi's swords. Any tentacle he attacked with was swiftly cut off or rendered inoperable. And then a shining blade cut off his right hand. He backed away rapidly, his head swinging from side to side to keep both of his stunning adversaries in sight.

He laughed. A cold laugh that sent a chill through Liberty Girl's very bones. "This is only a momentary set back, my paramour. I will see you again." He vanished in a flare of bright light.

"Next time, I set up a teleport block before rescuing you from deviant slavery," Nitoichi commented.

"Thanks, Nitoichi, you're a star," Liberty Girl replied, punching her friend playfully on the arm.

Nitoichi smiled sadly and wandered back to the window, retrieving a bag from the other side of the broken glass. She pulled a trench coat from it. "Knowing you," she said, "I figured you would have torn your costume." She swallowed audibly as she handed the coat over. "Though that's a bit extreme, even for you."

Liberty Girl grinned as she slipped the coat on and buttoned it up, Nitoichi watching every move. When the coat was done up, the expression on the brunette's face was somehow regretful.

"Well, I'd better get back to base and grab a new costume," Liberty Girl said cheerfully. "Can't have people seeing me half naked."

"Err, no," was all Nitoichi could manage. She watched as the blond beauty slipped out through the shattered window, a look of unendurable longing on her face.

Okay, so what do you think? It's got charm. So you hate it? Annette closed the file and sat there looking at the icon on her desktop. Nah! It's cool. Little melodramatic for my tastes...

Ni's hand swept the mouse pointer up to the icon and then dragged it over to the waste basket. "Who am I kidding?" she said aloud. "No one would want to read it anyway."

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At around two in the morning, Annette wandered out of the bedroom, leaving Linda asleep in her bed, and turned her computer on. She waited patiently while it came out of stand by and then opened the waste basket.

"Now," Ni said quietly to herself, "where can I stash this where she won't find it..."

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Posts are OOC unless noted to be IC, or in an IC thread.

marvellous!

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Excellent! Love it!

It's fun to see Libby in such good hands... and so many of them!

You DO know I'm going to want a Dr Cybernoid alt now..

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You DO know I'm going to want a Dr Cybernoid alt now..

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Sadly, I don't think the tentacles are doable.

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Disclaimer: The above may be humerous, or at least may be an attempt at humour. Try reading it that way.
Posts are OOC unless noted to be IC, or in an IC thread.

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You DO know I'm going to want a Dr Cybernoid alt now..

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Sadly, I don't think the tentacles are doable.

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Probably don't need 'em now Ni's chopped 'em off

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Bwahahaha!! Hilarious and well done

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