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Kyoko Kosunagi
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(7/3/06 1:12 am)
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Date Rape parody
Just a random, stupid story from the back of my mind. I heard the song "Date Rape" and was instantly inspired. I used the cast of a webcomic-like thing I'm working on. Well, enjoy (I guess).

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Kaiya sat in the corner of a bar in downtown hell by herself. She'd had a drink about an hour ago. Her bright red hair was short and curved slightly outwards at the ends and a pair of red black-tipped fox ears poked out from her head. She was wearing a small purple top and a rather long green skirt with a rather long slit going up the right side. Kaiya's bushy red tail was currently resting on her lap to keep from being stepped on or messed with. Her aqua green eyes darted towards the door upon hearing someone enter.

Kaiya had never seen the man before. He had short black hair that reached his shoulders, brown eyes, and wore a white tee shirt with red sleeves, black jeans, orange and white tennishoes, and a red bandana with a logo on it. Her heart raced as he walked through the door and took a seat next to her at the bar.

"The name's Jason. My brand new car is parked right outside. How'd ya like to go for a ride?" he asked her. Kaiya looked at him for a second before averting her gaze.

"Wait a minute. I have to think," she said timidly. Jason simply smiled.

"That's fine. May I please buy you a drink?" he offered. One drink soon turned into three or four as time passed. They soon left and got into his car and drove away to someplace real far. When they were several miles away from the bar, Jason stopped the car and turned to Kaiya, a perverted glint in his eyes.

"Now, babe, the time has come. How'd you like to have a little fun?" he asked. Kaiya turned away from him, a scared and pleading expression coming over her.

"If we could please be on our way, I will not run," she said uneasily. That's when things got out of control. She didn't want to; he had his way. She said, "Let's go." He said, "No way!"

"Come on, babe, it's your lucky day. Shut your mouth, we're gonna do it my way. Come on, baby, don't be afraid; if it weren't for date rape, I'd never get laid," he said coyly as he inched towards her. Kaiya screamed and tried to push him away. However, her nightmare was inevitable.

********* BREAK *********

Sorry, but I don't do sex scenes in stories. So I'll just (for lack of a better term) censor what's happening right now until I end the break....................... OKAY, break's over!!

*********END BREAK *********

He finished up and started his car and drove the both of them back to the bar. Kaiya was in tears as she rode back. She couldn't believe she had let this happen! She should have never gone with him. She felt violated and impure on the inside and didn't say or do anything on the seemingly endless drive back. She was too emotional. Jason stopped in the parking lot and looked at Kaiya as she hurriedly got out of the car. He then got out as well, but stayed by the car as opposed to following her

"Now, baby, don't be sad. In my opinion, you weren't half bad," he said, giving her a thumbs up.

"You bastard!" she shouted as she picked up a rock and threw it at his car. However, she missed her target and hit him in the head, leaving a big scar. The next day she went through her drawer and looked up her lawyer. She then went to the phone and filed a police report and sent Jason's sorry butt to court. The day he stood in front of the court, he shouted, "She lies, that little slut!" The judge knew that he was full of crap and gave him twenty-five years; and now his heart is full of cheers.

One night in jail, it was getting late. Jason was just about to get to bed when he was butt raped by a large inmate. He screamed, but the guards paid no attention to his cries. That's when things gout out of control.

The moral of the date rape story: It doesn't pay to be drunk and horny. But that's the way it had to be. They locked him up and threw away the key, and I can't take pity on men of his kind; even though he now takes it in the behind. DATE RAPE!!


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"Wait a second! WHOA!!!" Jason shouted as he stood up. Kazu gave Jason a bewildered look, as did Kaiya, Kyoko, Ayana, and Chris. All of them were sitting around a flashlight with the lights off in the living room. Kazu sighed and slapped her forehead. Tonight was creative story night and it was Kazu's turn to tell a story. However, it didn't take a genius to know that something like this would happen.

"What's wrong now?" Kazu asked, crossing her arms. Jason practically exploded.

"Whaddya mean what's wrong!? You made me a freakin' DATE RAPIST and had me arrested and butt raped!! How can you ask what's wrong!?" He shouted as he pointed at her accusingly. Everyone let out an exasperated sigh before turning to him.

"Chillax, Jason! It's Kazu's turn to tell a story! Besides, it's way better than forcing everyone to listen to your sexual fantasies," Ayana commented. Kyoko shivered as she remembered the last story Jason told. It made her relieved that he was banned from telling stories at Creative Story Night.

"Besides, it's wasn't that bad. To tell you the truth, I can almost picture that happening to you," Kaiya remarked, blushing insanely. Everyone laughed at what she said, except for Jason who practically pulled his hair out.

"Oh, come on!! I'm not THAT bad!" He defended. This only made everyone laugh harder. Jason, giving up, pouted like a small child and left the room, mumbling something about no respect.

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