DD282 - Favourite Shokan

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by Katamount

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Travis: *running* Huff- huff-
Sindel: *swoops in* Why do you run, mortal?
Travis: Cuz I'm freakin' tired....
Sindel: Oh please, I've seen your films.  I have seen you bang more women than those gathered here...
Travis: One, camera tricks. Two, none of them had four freakin' arms!
Sheeva: *comes running up* Ha!  Caught you now!
Travis:  Sorry, Sheev, but I'm drained, mate.  I needs a nap.
Sindel: Oh Travis, it's not wise to turn down a woman who can rip skin off with her bare hands.
Travis: ...that is a chance I'm willing to take.
Sindel: Damn!  The bugger called my bluff.  Come, my guardian, we shall find another to slake your thirst.
Sheeva: Sweet dreams, Travis.
Travis: Whew... *goes back to bed using Kitana's boobs as a pillow*
Kitana: Zzzzz... no, don't make me wear the pink tutu again, mommy.... you know bluezz is my colour..... Zzzzz...

15 MINUTES LATER

Sabine: Okay, Carthaginians... you know you want to go to war with me.
Carthaginian Emissary: We ignore your feeble threats.
Sabine: Aw, come on!  I got five aircraft carriers parked outside your capital defended by phalanxes and you call my threats "feeble."  Ah, fuck it, attack!  ...overruled by the Senate.  Damn you, Democratic process!
Bors: *reading a hockey magazine* It's the worst form of government, dear.
Sabine: I think there's a second part to that quote, "dear."
Sindel: *flies in with Sheeva* You are pathetic and weak!
Sabine: Not with my force of tanks and stealth fighters.  Hey! Sindy!  Sheevy!
*group hug*
Bors: Hello, ladies, what can we do for you?
Sindel: Well you see, my daughter ran off with Travis again....
Sabine: ...and she wore him out?
Sheeva: Yeah!  And I haven't had any in... hours....
Sabine: Oh, you poor baby!  Come, you must leave it all to us... leave those hard abs... those broad shoulders... firm buttocks... that tanned flesh with those big freckles down your back and arms that you just want to suck on... those thick legs just begging to be touched....
Bors: Sabby--
Sabine: ...those cute little horns that poke out of your head like a little crown... those big fingers that are just thick enough to touch your entire fun spot all at once....
Sheeva: Bors--?
Sabine: ...those fiery orange eyes that you can just lose yourself in... those arms that can reach all over me and tickle that spot just below my--
Bors: Sabby!
Sabine: Hmm?  Sorry, what are we talking about again?  Oh yeah, nailing Sheeva.  With those soft lips that--
Bors: SABBY!
Sabine: Right, bed, sex, now!
Sindel: Well, I shall leave you folks to it.  Ah, who am I kidding? *jumps in bed with them*

So for those of you keeping track at home, that's several Mortal Kombat references, a Civ II reference, and a Winston Churchill reference.  Boo-yah.

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