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@TechVelour - It depends on how much work you want to put into a game and how much crunch you like in a system. Cortex isn't a system so much as it's a toolbox - you can have as simple or as complex a system as you want. The basic mechanic has you build a dice pool from at least 3 dice and keep the two highest. If you're trying to emulate a D&D feel, it could be Attributes (Str, Dex, Con, etc.), Skills, and Signature Weapons. Each has a rating from d4 - d12, and your pool is made up of those dice. So a dexterous character (Dexterity d10) with a Fencing Skill d8 and a signature weapon My Father's Rapier d8 would roll 1d10 and 2d8 and

Mirina hoped she was making progress, but it was too early to to be sure. All she knew was her mistress thought it felt good, and that made her happy. She wanted her mistress to crave her and her presence. She might not give orders as naturally as their masters had, but it was enough Anahel had more or less accepted her as her slave, at least for now. "Do you have any control over how much space is between your head and halo?" She asked this as an idea occurred to her, but it would only work if there was some more space.

Anahel continued to blush as she Mirina placed her hands on her shoulders band suddenly she felt as she began to kiss and lick at her halo. She began to blush brighter and now her moans began to get louder as she felt Mirina’s tongue tracing around her halo. “A-Ah…!”

It was a little strange to do with something that felt metal, but it was part of Anahel's body, so Mirina would treat it as such, see if it specially reacted to her. "...That's right mistress, let me please you. I'm yours, and happy to be so. Just relax and let it happen." She kissed the halo, slid her tongue across it. Would it's light change? Would something else happen. There was no hesitation in these movements, Mirina was a slave, but she wanted to do this, to make Anahel want her. Even if Anahel and Maxim married, or Anahel found someone else, she would remain at the angel's side. Her hands rested on Anahel's shoulders as she w

Anahel blinked and blushed as Mirina guided her onto her knees, it did feel familiar to her and then felt as she began to rub her fingers against her halo. It would feel like smooth golden metal and glow a bright gold as well. The feeling was weird, it felt just like an attachment of her body like a hand or leg or anywhere else. Once again Anahel would let out a soft, “mm…”

Mirina had to get a little more used to the the wings. To break the mental connection with birds. The halo was more intriguing to experiment with, something magical, something unique to the next life. She gently guided her mistress to her knees. Did that position remind her of her old life? She cautiously placed her fingers on the halo, getting a sense of what it felt like, then softly ran them along the halo, seeing what reaction it might cause.

Anahel nodded at Mirina and was looking forward to seeing what she would do to her. She watched as the girl approached her and blushed and let out a soft, “mmm…” as she rubbed down one of her wings. With this and her question, Anahel gave a nod saying, “y-yes… they are sensitive to a degree… both this and… my halo… both an extension of my body in a way… I’ve never had then touched in a way like this but yes… touching them May in a way bring me pleasure….”

Perhaps that was the sort of instruction she should expect from a former fellow slave. Her master had occasionally given that sort of command, more as a part of training, but occasionally to reinforce her place as a sex-focused slave. She took her clothes off. She would not say she was attracted to other women in general, but now that Anahel had agreed to be her mistress, she felt a certain attraction to her, a similar loyalty. To reteach an angel the joy of sex, she felt like this was destiny. Maybe it was, in ways they could not yet predict. “You won’t regret this, mistress. I will make you happy.” She wanted Anahel to remember,

Anahel nodded and said, “I have not had many experiences with women either, from what I remember… but… let’s both do our best,” the angel told the girl. She then followed Mirina back to the bedroom. Once they were both back to the bedroom, Anahel stood at the edge of the bed and began to remove her white gown, letting it fall to the floor at her feet, revealing her small and slim naked body to her new slave. “Do what do want with me… whatever feels right… Mirina…”

A slave willing to become a master, a master of sorts at least? It was what Mirina had hoped for, but after finding out Anahel’s past, surprised even her. The angel might have been doing it in hopes of ‘healing’ her, but that did not matter to Mirina. To have a mistress was what she wanted. Here was a new light in her eyes, she had what mattered most. ”I have not done this for another woman before, mistress. I have some ideas what to do, but please guide me. I will do anything to please you.” She began walking back to the bedroom. Anahel might have wanted to ‘heal’ her, but she wanted to teach Anahel to be a mistress. She ought

FATE is awesome and even has some pre-made sci-fi settings. Bulldogs! (space opera adventures) comes to mind. They also have Diaspora which is hard sci fi using FATE and is supposed to be very good. There are others, but those are the two I'm familiar with. Depending on the atmosphere you're looking for, there are a TON of really good sci-fi options. If your players are used to D&D and don't want to stray too far from those kinds of mechanics, Stars Without Number comes HIGHLY recommended by dozens of my gamer friends, although I've never played it. Even people who dislike D&D mechanics love the star system and planet generati

Anahel nodded at Mirina’s words with a nod saying, “yes… I think I do understand you now…” she said and sat next to her. “I do remember a little of what you were going through… feeling eager and longing to please your Master… I understand now that this will take time but what I really need to do is to understand you more and indulge you in these longings you feels….” She looked over at the girl saying, “I will do my best now as your new master, while trying to help you. I promise this Mirina…” After she said this, there was a silence until Anahel spoke once more saying, “I am… willing to continue what we were doing before back in th

Komyo listened attentively to Jun's response, his eyes filled with empathy. He understood the desire for solitude and the need to find a place of solace after such a distressing experience. However, Komyo couldn't let this opportunity slip away. He had a plan, and Jun's unique position could be a valuable asset. With a calm and reassuring tone, Komyo spoke, "I understand your inclination towards solitude, Jun, but what if I could offer you a way to not only survive but thrive in the wilds? You see, I have been working on a new tool called the Earthmate. It's a magical creation that can transform into any tool you desire, as long as it pe

“Hah?” Jun looked up from his plate, having been shuffling a lone green pea around on the plate for the last couple of minutes, lost in thought and only just registering what the familiar mage had asked him. Having been kicked out of the hero’s party had left him in quite an emotionally distraught state. As per traditions of his warrior-nomad clan, he was now considered disgraced and could thus no longer return home – unless his honour was restored via a duel against the hero, but was currently an impossibility. He shook his head. “Not… really?” Pausing for a moment to gather his thoughts, he carried on, “I cannot return to my tribe, so

I would personally get really bored and tired of doing the same system over and over again. We change ours fairly often - I am currently running Warhammer 4th edition, for instance. Sorry to hear that your group seems either cautious or fairly unwilling to venture into new stuff. D&D is a lot more focused on action in terms of rules and the like - for instance, many of the feats only really affect your prowess in combat or around combat. My favourite system, by far, is Call of Cthulhu for many reasons, such as you being able to build your character more or less as you like and you can even develop it between each session, rather than

Anahel let out a loud yelp and blushed brightly as Sicarious slapped and squeezed at her butt and then looked up at his demonic brother as he cupped her face and spoke. She frowned and pulled her head away from his hand saying, “of course not. Why would I kiss you? You’re my brother for God’s sake… and we’re definitely not dating, again, you’re my brother! How can you even think about something like that?” She asked and walked away from him and into the living room. ”I’m sorry for making you wait, but let’s get this over with Sicarious… please come back. I can help you and turn you back into the Angel you were… why do you listen to the w

Had progress been made? Possibly. But it was just a small first step if it had. Time would be needed, a lot of work. But if Anahel kept at, maybe she would accomplish her goal eventually. It was like her god said, Maxim’s efforts to fix the slave population would be a life long task. None of them would be healed quickly, though maybe someday they would. Mirina felt a little better about where things were going, still, Anahel had to understand that while she did not have to act like a traditional master, for now Mirina needed her guidance, to be told what to do. Until more progress was made, she needed someone in that role to funct

Judgement keeps up with the human, though she too is about to hit her limit. At the very height of Laura's arousal and pleasure, the demonic lady rams as roughly and rapidly as possible, before she too reaches a climax and the last moment of Laura's awake moment, being one where her ass and pussy are flooded with lots of sticky, warm and thick jizz, surely pushing her to her own limit, causing her to pass out. Of course, Judgement is not going to just let Laura lie limp and passed out here, so she quickly cleans them both, clothe herself and the other woman, before finally bringing her back to her own place, which is not far. By the time the

Dr. Faust does not show any outward sort of glee or contentment as he has done this so many times - as well as way more complex - that this is just a routine job for him. Still, it is good for him to hear that his work provides something positive for the clients. He gives a slow and dignitive nod of the head to her words."I am still not done, but now you can at least now operate your new arm, miss Scarlett. The rest of the procedure is to make sure it won't get ruined, banged up or will malfunction or shortwire", he answers in return and gets her to hold the arm still again. He gets back to work, doing things like properly wiring things toget