SD 03/06/04 - "Welcome to Risa #7" aka "Memories, Without Them in the Moonlight" Well, here I am, waiting with the rest of the victims, er, voulenteers.
Cosmo made it here before I did. Apparently his date with M'Rander came to an end, so he decided to voulenteer for this as well. Upon arrival, I was asked a number of questions about what I liked to do. I suppose they might be of some use, provided Lera doesn't show up, willing to use every credit in her accounts. I'm still worried she'll try to use this to force me into a corner.
Hmmm, Lott just came in. I think I see Demian too. I think I see a couple other familiar faces ... ah yes, Lt. Droolin and Ensign Benjamin Dover. They should get some interesting reactions from the audience. As for the locals here, some leave much to be desired. I see some whom look fit, but from what I hear of their conversations have rather cavemanish outlooks, "Gimme the (breasts)." And there is no shortage of guys who seem to have the attitude women will flock to them, "the babes will come a-runnin," while the extra roll of fat on their midsections is larger than their excuse for a bisceps muscle.
This auction may have some interesting twists and turns.
NARRATIVE: Lynx wakes up from the blow to her head given by Lera, suffering from partial amnesia and thinking she's in her "blue movie" days. Taking Tara to be a wannabe actress, she throws a skimpy French maid outfit on her, and after binding and muzzling her drags her to the auction building. Lott beams down next to a group of disappointed men getting back from the ski lodge after finding out Lynx/Xixi's claim was bogus, and joins them as they head to the auction.