Sam Manson, Vegan, Activist, Vampire

Gazing into the pod, you could see an incredibly pale woman with some slight Jewish features. Her straight black hair was chin length with a little ponytail at the top back of her head and M shaped bangs. A sharp spiked metal collar was around her neck; it looked to be about half a fist thick with various interfaces and little screens and monitors. In addition, you notice that she had green stud earrings, black under eyeliner that winged out into three points, and she either had deep-violet lipstick or her lips were naturally (or modded) that color.

As the rest of the pod cleared away, you could see that she was wearing a low cut green dagged dress (also known as a dress with triangular scalloped edging or the tinkerbell dress). She had matching short green gloves that looked unusually thick and had metal bracelets over it. The girl appeared to be wearing comfortable looking shoes.

“Is that a Sam Manson?” Jamie asked, getting up and approaching the pod. He lightly knocked on the glass and shrugged. “Looks like a paler than average one with her Urban Jungle getup. My Sam wears the same one when we’re in our garden.”

Starfire left the servants giving her a massage and flew over to the pod before gasping. “This is Friend Sam!” She twisted around in your direction. “She was with me in the not-fun dungeon where they were doing the experimental modding.” You start at that and get up to get a second look and reevaluate. You didn’t notice anything very vampire-like other than the unusual paleness. You had a vague sense you’ve seen her before though you shrug it off as seeing other Sam Mansons before. Maybe you need to go in for Brock training again (training for seeing the subtle differences between characters and seeing the individuality between them).

Gaige joined the group at the pod and gave it a look over before looking at your parents. “Why do you have her in there? She crazy?”

To your surprise, it was the Ogryn who spoke up; you weren’t sure why he was still hanging out. “Well…”

“HIIIIISSS!” The goth bared her fangs as the Toads and Koopa tried to calm her down. She would swipe or kick at them, sending one through a brick wall.

“We just want to talk about a gift you dropped off,” a nervous Toad said as he wielded a catcher pole. The Sam Manson looked around as she tried to find an opening in the alley that would let her avoid the sunlight.

Suddenly, a massive form burst through the backdoor of an office building, startling the Toads and other characters. The Ogryn scooped up Sam around her torso and lifted the slim girl off her feet before bellowing, “Stop resistin’ bita!”

Sam responded by trying to bite down on his arm only to not be able to penetrate his tough skin. A Koopa with a fancy hat walked up carefully before nodding triumphantly as the Ogryn continued to have her securely in his grasp.

“Lets get her back to the cart and–” Sam protested this and broke free, floating in mid air as her clothes started falling apart. The Toads, Koopa, and even the Ogryn (once he caught his balance) looked away and covered their eyes with blushes as the girl was stripped by an invisible ****, her breasts and pussy open for the world to see. One Toad decided to sneak a look and blinked in surprise as a moss green dress appeared out of nowhere before a tide of vines over took the group.

“...then I gave ‘er a thump on head and doc put in box. Nuthin else til now ah think.” The Ogryn finished. It took you a bit to decipher what they were saying and translate for those who didn’t understand. You were still a little confused about why they had gone to get her but thankfully your dad started to explain.

“We took the remains of the Monster Mansion Box and had Zelda, Mary, some of the Psychic Pokemon Trainers, and a bunch of IG’s scientists to figure out the origin. This was while the rest of us stayed at your reception.” You nod, recalling Auntie Zelda and Auntie Mary Marvel wandering off at the wedding reception. You had originally thought they were sneaking off to someplace private.

You thought about what the connection was between the Monster Mansion Box and this Sam Manson before an idea hit you like a gunshot. “She was the Sam Manson in that dress that covered everything. Her gift was the MM Box?”

“Correcto cuddlebug,” your mom grinned. “We sent some of the boys to pick her up for some questioning and according to our and PWBI scientists, awoke her ghost-based ghost powers. Which was partially your fault.” Your frown and start protesting but your mom was having none of that. “They agree that the faulty vampire mod she had and the plant energy you give off triggered a partial transformation to her possessed form from that Urban Jungle episode of Danny Phantom.”

“But she’s fine otherwise?” Aelita asked.

“Oh yes, physically at least,” your dad replies. “The docs say that the transformation might have had an effect.” But then he shook his head. “We’re going on a tangent. Some mind readers were brought in and found that she had been recaptured by the bootleggers and ordered to deliver the MM Box after she spent a few more months in their ‘care’. This memory was used as evidence to build the case against the bootlegger’s organization along with the Phil stuff and other investigations.”

“Why did they have her deliver the box in the first place?” You wondered, other than maybe Phil, you haven’t done anything directly against the bootleggers (yet).

“They were probably upset Starfire escaped and freed the others,” Gogo suggested with a hand gesture that was like a little wave.

“Or maybe Phil was someone very high up or related to someone high up,” Katara said, making a pose where her right fist was in her left palm.

“Maybe James’ job at Rein Corp factored in? If they were taking girls, maybe James picked up some of the other victims?” Ahsoka pointed out from her extra plush chair. She looked like a grumpy cat as she was half-sinking into the chair (she had arrived last and got the leftover chair).

As your harem continued to speculate, you reflected on their ideas and wondered which could be the real answer. Clicking your teeth, you make an announcement, “We’re just going to have to ask them.”

“I’m sure the Friend PWBI Batman will find out for us,” your mom nodded with Starfire’s idea.

Your dad got your attention with a wave. “But more importantly, what do you three want to do about Sam here?” You looked at your wives and quickly came to a decision.