- Fenoxo's Blog Play
- Tam-wolf, Looted From Tam After Her Fight. He Can Be Equipped As An Accessory, And Replaces A Tech Specialist's Normal Drone.
- From Trials in Tainted Space Wiki. Jump to: navigation, search. A military-grade, Steele Tech-branded data probe. In the spirit of the Planet Rush, Victor has placed data probes in undisclosed locations on each planet-of-interest for Captain Steele to find. Each probe is gene-locked and can only be accessed using biometrics.
- Trials in Tainted Space. Head to Anon’s Bar (on Tavros Station) after completing the Zheng Shi probe arc. You’ll need to have a penis, not be sterile, and have at least 10,000 credits on hand. As mentioned, Princess Nasti was written by Nonesuch and coded by the fabulous Drunk Zombie.
- From Trials in Tainted Space Wiki. Jump to: navigation, search. Any planet that contains a Probe. Pages in category ‘Probe locations’.
- Tiwick the purple cabbit returns to Trials in Tainted Space with this let's play series. A text-based adventure game with a 'furries in space' theme.Making.
The Demilitarized Zone (DMZ) is a living place next to Myrellion's spaceport, above the capital city, Gildenmere. Spaceport; United Galactic Confederacy Embassy - staffed by Juro and Lyralla (when they are not bonking in the closet) and Colonel Nehzara.
Jack / Jill Steele | |
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Creator | Fenoxo |
Informaton | |
Full name | Jack / Jill Steele |
Species | Human |
Gender | Male / Female |
Sex | Male / Female |
Occupation | Trust Fund Baby |
Family | Maximilian Steele (Father) |
Relatives | Victor Steele (Uncle) Captain Steele (Cousin) Shade Irons (Cousin) Astra (Cousin-Once-Removed) |
Nationality | Terran |
Description
Your Rival in the game, Jack/Jill Steele is an arrogant young man or woman whose gender you choose during character creation. They are your cousin, the child of Maximilian Steele, a billionaire who came to his fortune by siphoning off of your father's success. When Victor Steele dies, Jack/Jill is quick to take on their father's role and attempt to steal your fortune by using your similar genetics to unlock Victor's probes. Thus, one of your main goal in Trials in Tainted Space is to stop your cousin from stealing your inheritance.
Appearance
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Jack and Jill are vaguely described in the game, though art universally depicts them as having a slender frame with little muscle, usually with a dark shirt under a red vest. Your cousin's blonde, with short hair kept neatly trimmed, and is sometimes depicted as wearing glasses.
History/Personality/Information of Note
Your cousin is arrogant and self-assured, convinced of his/her superiority to you. Likely due to their father's own attitude towards Victor Steele, Jack/Jill is snide and condescending, looking to take advantage of you at every turn. They've lived a life of comfort and plenty despite he/she, and his/her father before him/her, taking none of the risks that you and your father must.
Interactions
Jack/Jill is encountered on Mhen'ga, Tarkus, Myrellion, and Zheng Shi all of these times in close proximity to the dataprobe your father has sent to the planet. S/He is protected by Dane up until the events of Queen Taivra's Palace, a huge ausar bodyguard, and in the first fight against you, uses a gunship to escape with the dataprobe's information. Following his failure to protect them from Queensguard and the Nyrean Praetorians, the Rival fired Dane and replaced him with Feruze. - S/He certainly doesn't fight fair.
Jack/Jill is encountered again on Dhaal during the Zaibatsu party, having snuck in under the ruse of being a Carver Catering employee, your cousin has taken custom mods that makes them resemble a single tailed kaithrit. Captain Steele can mock them or compliment their new appearance, optionally whisking them onto the dance floor during the middle of the party.
Sex
During Belle's Exhibition experiment, there's a chance the Player will run into the rival and orally service them. Jack/Jill are also sexable in several Bad Ends.
Quests
The rival cousin is directly related to the main story's questline.
Trivia
The rival's names, Jack and Jill, are a reference to the old Nursery Rhyme 'Jack and Jill'. Coincidentally, their names are also shortened version of the masturbation euphemisms Jacking and Jilling off .
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Fenoxo's Blog Play
- You toss your weapons to the side and approach the defeated terrorist with lust in your eyes, watching her own sapphire orbs fill with comprehension, then lust of her own.
- “The conquering hero comes to slake his lust? Very well - do what you must,” she purrs, earning a murderous glare from you. She giggles as her hands begin to work at her remaining clothing, her tank-top and sweats coming off to reveal her toned, shapely form. “Alright, I’ll stop. Or maybe I won’t? Maybe I want you good and pissed off so you can properly punish me for being such a naughty girl, mmn?”
- You growl as you come down on her, shoving her onto her back and beginning to divest yourself of your own Jumper jumpsuit and undershirt - the way you’re about to fuck this little tart, she won’t be able to speak coherently, let alone make irritating rhymes every time she opens her mouth. You tell her as much and she sticks her tongue out at you playfully, grinning ear to ear. “So boldly do you speak! My knees are going weak! But I wonder, have you peaked, or will I marvel at your technique? I t-gh!” she says, stopping suddenly as you clamp one hand around her throat and squeeze, using your other hand to toss the last of your gear to the side. She’s in her birthday suit too now, firm D-cups bare along with the healthy thatch of orange hair covering her pussy. She’s making no move to resist the hand you’ve got around her neck. On the contrary, it only seems to turn her on more, the pumpkin-loving vixen’s cheeks flushing bright red, her freckle-dappled chest rising and falling rapidly.
- You climb atop her then and position yourself in a 69, your cunt hovering over her face without quite touching it while your face hovers over her bush, again without quite touching it. “Eat up, carrot-top.” you say teasingly, lowering your face to kiss her navel, laying a slow lick down under it and smirking as she shudders bodily in response. “If I like it enough, you just might get something back.” you add. She opens her mouth, some sharp-tongued reply undoubtedly ready to spring from her lips - only it never does, because you fill her mouth with your pussy before she can form the words. You hear - and feel her angrily protesting her new position, but the fact that her face is being shoved into your ladyparts means the vibrations her speech make are one more source of pleasure for you.
- She picks up on this quickly enough, sullenly trying to pull her face away from your cooch (and failing miserably) until you bring your forefinger and middle finger up to her own fuckhole, teasing her clitoris expertly with your digits, giving the rebellious ginger a taste of what she could be getting - if she does what you want. You continue just long enough for her to get into it, making sure your twat isn’t covering her nose, and then you stop. She finally wriggles her face out from under your pussy, gasping for air briefly before firing off a question.
- “Why the hell’d you stop?” she asks accusingly, shivering as your warm breath caresses her loins.
- “Because you’re not listening. I told you to eat cunt. This isn’t a free ride, you know.” you reply dryly, earning an annoyed harrumph from the girl under you. “Fine.” she huffs. “But if I make you cum first, you have to join my army.” she adds, right before burying her face in your crotch again. You open your mouth to point out that you never agreed to this deal - not to mention the fact that she’s in no position to bargain - but a low, happy moan comes out instead as your foe’s tongue glides over your clit, the human girl eating your pussy with gusto all of a sudden. Well, you’re certainly not going to complain. Instead, you direct your attention to her box, gliding your fingers over her clit again, bringing another round of sweet moans vibrating through your nethers.
- She answers that by sliding her hands up to your compact, muscular ass, each palm gripping a cheek and kneading them roughly before she slides her right hand between your cheeks, her index finger pressing insistently against your asshole. You can’t stifle a whimper as it slips in, the sensation adding to the already amazing feeling of her mouth working your clit. Meanwhile, your own fingers are busy at her cunt, pushing inside in a quest for her g-spot, twisting and diving this way and that even as your tongue savages her clit - you know you’ve found it when you feel her body tense up suddenly, the redhead letting out a loud, adorable squeal as you throw her ever closer to orgasm. But that won’t do - you still have to cum! You sit up on the ginger’s face, bringing your lips away from her cunt and rocking your hips back and forth on her face, filling her vision with your butt. You even help her along by sending your hand down to play with your button while her tongue probes into your pink cunt, and sure enough..
- A few moments later, you feel your orgasm building, but out of sheer pride and competitive spirit you restrain yourself for now, instead pushing your still-slick fingers back into her cunt, gently probing for her g-spot again. Seeming to sense your intention, the blue-eyed hellraiser redoubles her assault on your loins, her hungry slurping echoing off the walls of her own throne room. For a brief moment, you’re afraid she might win your little contest after all, though she’s even nuttier than you thought if she thinks she’s getting you to join her...
- It never comes to that, though. Just as you feel yourself reaching the point of no return, your fingers find her elusive sweet spot once again - you attack the sensitive area ruthlessly, sending her crashing over the brink with you as the edges of your vision seem to go white. The two of you have an impromptu wrestling match as you cum your collective brains out, scratching, groping, biting and kissing every part of each other you can reach until you’re a sweaty mess of sexually exhausted flesh on the floor. Well, that was something else entirely...
- You’re the first to disentangle yourself, of course; you’ve been through too much trouble capturing this woman to give her a chance to escape now - but damn it all, what a woman! She rolls onto her side as you loom over her prone form, trying desperately to catch her breath.
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