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Thread: The Kitten's Ball of Ideas (seeking M, F, or anything else and multiple partners RP's

RE i would suggest creating an f-list or RH , along with stating whether you prefer to play subdomswitch or it does not matter.
Thread: The Kitten's Ball of Ideas (seeking M, F, or anything else and multiple partners RP's

RE The Kitten's Ball of Ideas It doesn't matter. As I state above, if I have a preferred role I put it in quotation marks. And my on's and off's aren't a big enough deal to do that right now. Again, as I state above, I'm open to just about anything.
Thread: The Kitten's Ball of Ideas (seeking M, F, or anything else and multiple partners RP's

RE The Kitten's Ball of Ideas Since I already have seven RP's lined up and I'm limiting my roles here since it's not my main RP site. I am not accepting any more RP requests as of right now.
Thread: Protagonist Needed. [Male]

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Thread: Protagonist Needed. [Male]

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Thread: Barrow of the Ogre King OOC

So far we have a Ranger a Bard and a Wizard it seems, between the ranger and the bard we MIGHT be ok for healing but of course we still need a defender, Im perfectly willing to make a character that's a defender but I'd prefer to just focus on running the game if possible, so if you know anyone who might be interested ask away please! Also this is the OOC in case you didn't realize, so feel free to ask questions and just generally discuss the game here whenever you feel the urge.
Thread: Barrow of the Ogre King OOC

yeaaaah Whats with the table top set up? Thought it was being scrapped?
Thread: Barrow of the Ogre King OOC

we don't know yet im talking to the others.
Thread: interested in roleplay mxf

I keep running over this because you like the lengthy threads as I do. I have some dots circling together to forming ideas. What are your interests by the way?
Thread: interested in roleplay mxf

Do you do fandom rps Mr.Nicks?
Thread: ℓє ρяιи¢є, ℓα ρяιи¢єѕѕє єт ѕαυνєυя

The Prince's coat of arms waved in the breeze. His entourage followed him in a very organized manner. The prince, Lanz, sat upon his own Rouncy wearing the royal clothes that befitted a man of his status. Meanwhile his squire and page rode behind him. His blond hair was short and well groomed. His eyes were pale and mystical looking. His kind face was a betrayal to his true nature. He was riding to meet the woman who was to be his wife. He had never met her but that didn't matter. She was to serve and obey him. She was to come when she was called and satisfy his desires. As the Prince apprached the gate it was lowered and he sauntered in. He slid off his horse and passed it to his page who took it to the stables. He swept his hand through his hair and started his way to the grand hall to meet the king. He left his knights behind. They were his personal guard and numbered about thirty. They each wore the surcoat in the same design as their prince, but each bore thier own coat of arms on thier shield. Among them was knight who was a little younger than the prince that led them. His knighting ceremony had happened only two years ago, He was the oldest and only son of his father, who was a relatively famous knight. He had alot to live up to. As the knight got into the courtyard, he doffed his helmet. His articulated plate armor left alot to be desired when it came to ventilation. His own riding horse Diasy was a chestnut colored beauty. His Charger war horse was a huge black and muscular thing named Lightning. The knights name was Miles. He looked much different than the prince. His dark hair was longer and messy from the helmet. His eyes were uniqe. Miles' eyes were different colors one was blur and the other green. Where he grew up it was considered bad luck, so he'd learned to just accept what people think of him. He waited among the gaggle of knights so he could learn where to store his horse, and where he would sleep.
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They had been engaged since she was twelve. Yet, they had never seen each other for even once. It was just a political marriage and she didn't really understand why she had to marry him. But she loved him. She had seen many pictures of him as his father, the King of her neighbor country, had sent to her in exchange for her pictures. The last picture describe a heartthrob with a face could make women swoon. Even though it was just a picture, the first time she looked at it, those eyes made her heart stop a beat. Years had passed, the little Princess Anita had grown up into a lovely young woman with long curly ginger hair and big brown eyes. And, she still had all her dreams about a prince charming and a true love kiss. She had fallen in love with him, before she even knew what love was. Especially now she was so lonely as her mother had just passed away couple months ago. The Queen was a beautiful woman, as beautiful as her daughter, was charming, gentle and sweet. Perhaps too sweet and gentle that she couldn't stop the King from bringing other women to his bed. Anita hated her father, hated him since she was young as she knew he was the one made her mother cry. She had never talked to him more than three sentences. And he didn't care either. A reason for the King to spend time with as much women as he could, was to produce an heir, a Prince. Daughters were useless to him, girls were useless to him, he needed a son. And only now that he found he could put his daughter into some good use, marry her to a man she had never met, in exchange for money and army. The young Princess had been counting day by day, waiting for the love of her life, waiting for him to get her away from her father. She was more than happy to know their wedding wouldn't be postpone any longer. In fact, her fiance was on his way to her homeland to meet her and bring her back with him. And the big day finally arrived. She was standing in the big hall of her castle, in her most beautiful dress casually peering out of the door each time she heard horse steps...
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The prince walked up to the large doors of the front gate as the stewards opened them for him to enter. Into the grand hall he walked, his royal blue cloak flailing in the breeze. He looked around at the patrons as they looked back at him in turn. He extended his arm and with a flourish he bowed. He stayed there a few moments before standing up straight and looking to the other side of the hall. The king, and father of his intended looked back. The prince adjusted the sword at his side, walking toward the king. In all the years that he and this woman had been engaged, he had never met the king or his daughter. The Prince stopped in front of the throne, his pale eyes gave a strong gaze toward the father. With a dramatic flourish Lanz pulled out his sword. He went down on one knee. Your Majesty. On the inside the Prince's feelings were much different. There ought to be fanfare, the royal subjects should be lined up and bowing to him. This filthy hall was barely even a hall at all, it certainly wasn't grand. No wonder this weakling of a king needed to marry off his daughter.What was asking without money after all? Also Lanz hadn't looked around for the one he was supposed to marry. Honestly he didn't care. Back home he could have any woman he wanted. His good looks an false compassion got all the ladies, peasant or noblewoman. Not that Lanz would ever bed with a disgusting peasant. Outside Miles had his horses taken to the stables. His squire was helping him doff his Armor. The padded leather underneath was probably what caused the mass amount of heat. It unbreathable fabric was flexable though.
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The King smiled Finally he said. I've heard so much about you and can't wait to meet my soon to be son. perhaps it was almost disgraceful for a King to greet the future husband of his daughter this way. But it wouldn't hurt to ingratiate this young man a little, he would be the buoy for this drowning country. I'm sure my daughter also is very eager to see you. he continued, pointing to the Princess was standing near by. She startled a little as she was busy observing the prince. He was going to be her husband. And he was so handsome... That hair, those eyes...Her heart stopped its usual rhythm when her eyes made a contact with his charming eyes. She blushed, lowering her gaze This is a great honor for me to finally meet you in person she said with a soft voice.
Thread: ℓє ρяιи¢є, ℓα ρяιи¢єѕѕє єт ѕαυνєυя

On the inside Lanz cringed, but on the outside he kept on his mask of confidence and friendliness. This king... to be the son-in-law of this king was a thought worse than never being able to bed another woman. The prince rose to his feet, putting away his sword and taking his first steps toward his bride-to-be. It could not be denied that she was beautiful, young as she was. As he got closer he spoke, his voice soft and smooth. Likewise, I have been waiting for this day... princess. Lanz took the princess' hand gently, bending forward and kissing it. Lanz was already getting impatient. This act was getting old. He had to keep it up around both his own father and all his royal subjects. Only when he was alone could he be himself. If he was to marry this woman, the time he spent alone would be very limited. Of course, he could treat her like any other woman...
Thread: ℓє ρяιи¢є, ℓα ρяιи¢єѕѕє єт ѕαυνєυя

His steady look on her make her heart jump around in her chest. And that poor fragile heart of hers exploded when he slowly stepped toward her. As he kissed her hand softy and smiled with her sweetly, she melted. The princess in fact was shivering with all those emotion. He was so gentle, tender, so perfect. And of course her father would notice that. He was her father after all. Or maybe every body would notice how the young princess's face flushed with the shade of red rose and how she couldn't keep her eyes away from her fiance... The preparation for our ceremony is still in progress the king spoke up Everything would be ready within threes days. In the mean time, perhaps you two loverbirds would enjoy spending time together? Anita blushed again, taking her quivering hand back and smile with the man in front of her Would you like to join me for some tea?
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Lanz smiled sweetly at the girl. Oh, how easy this would be. Her fragile heart was was so ripe for plucking. Her simple feelings blinded her to what the Prince's eye truly said. Lanz lowered and let go of her hand. He lowered his head and said. That would be lovely. The prince took a step back and put his hand behind his back, waiting for the princess to lead him to the place they would spend their time. Outside Miles removed a harp from his personal belongings. When a person was considered unlucky, he spent alot of time alone. When you spent alot of time alone you pick up skills. Miles' skill in this case was playing the lute. It was a rather simple instrument. Miles plucked the strings inn a simple melody in the courtyard. His armor had been completely removed and packed away. He still wore his sword hwever. His clothes were expensive, but not extravagant. His body was well toned, which was pretty much expected of a knight. He was still treated as a young man, which he was, being 22. The prince got alot more attention, and was not treated as such. The prince was 24, did those two years make any difference? Ah well, Miles was relatively happy. He didn't have anything to complain about. As such, he kept plucking the strings on the harp.
Thread: ℓє ρяιи¢є, ℓα ρяιи¢єѕѕє єт ѕαυνєυя

She gave him another smile. Outside the hall was the garden. A big white marble fountain was stood in the center, and the garden was blossoming with roses. It looked heavenly. And she was with an angel, who was staring her with tender eyes and warm smile. She slowly walked outside, waiting for him to follow her. The sun was setting. Bright blue sky was changing to reddish. Green grasses were blown by cold breeze It was because of beautiful surrounding or evening sunlight shone upon his silky hair made him even more handsome. Anita's heart was trembling seeing the sunlit prince walking next to her They reached a bench and a round table, where she sat down. Giving a sign for the maids that had been following them all the time to go and bring back the tea. This is a calm place, one of my favorite places here. I love to come here for tea and then a stroll. Maybe favorite of all is...sitting by the fountain. she told him with another smile, breaking the silence between them so he wouldn't hear the rapid beating of her heart. It made her nervous just sitting next to him.
Thread: ℓє ρяιи¢є, ℓα ρяιи¢єѕѕє єт ѕαυνєυя

The Prince Lanz smiled and followed after her. His mind was completely in the wrong place. He watched the princess behind swaying as she walked in front of him. Yes... yess she was very good. He could get some pleasure out of this. But how soon? They were to be wed when they returned home. Lanz emerged outside, admiring the beauty of the sky. It was so vibrant, and this young girl in front of him was so... tentalizing. Her curly hair bounced as they walked. It pleased him to see the girl so full of life. When they reached the bench, Lanz took a seat next to his betrothed. He sat gently, glancing at the maids as they left. As Lanz got comfortable, she spoke. Her voice was nice, and her eyes were sensitive looking. This place, is very lovely. But the scenery could not compare to the beauty that sits beside me. He said, laying on his charm. He gave a smile that could light up a room. I'm so glad you will marry me, my love. You've made me so happy. His outside was once again sugar coating his rotten core. Tonight, yes, tonight he would have this girl.
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A heavy blush filled her face. Thanks...you're so kind she answered without looking at him. Smiling gently to the maid who had finally come back, she waited as her cup was poured. I'm happy that our marriage would bring about a new era of peace. That was her father's idea. It was for her people and she had no choice. Yet, even if she had another choice, she wouldn't change. He was more than she could imagine, was wonderful. She sipped idly at her tea. Looking around at the garden and smiling. This place always put her at ease. Her hair was framing her face softly, her eyes were half closed and glowed in the sunset light, her face was flushed thinking about the man next to her. I heard that we are to join our respective kingdoms together through our union...She didn't know why she said that, she was taught that women weren't allowed to talk about politic. Probably she was just trying to distract herself from her nervousness. I don't know much about it though. she smiled at him What are you planning to do with your time here? I guess it would take at least a week before we could start our journey...
Thread: ℓє ρяιи¢є, ℓα ρяιи¢єѕѕє єт ѕαυνєυя

'A week?' Lanz though as he tok a small sip of tea. That was quite a long time. Perhaps he should hold off tonight, and only do it when she had no choice but to come back with him! Of course, she had no choice in the matter anyway. She had been his since the moment their parents decided it. She didn't want to upset her poor old father did she? I believe that is the plan, yes. Lanz said, when she commented on the union of their kingdoms. As for his time here, what was he going to do? This meagre kingdom was a poor excuse, as they must have little in the way of entertainment. Perhaps he could organize a hunt. He could impress the king alot if he killed a bear or something. Or he might try the direct approach and just spend his time walking about the castle. But where was the fun in that? As of now, I have no plans. I simply wish to get my knights comfortable and learn where we may all sleep. After that, my plans shall come to me.
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Oh, I'm sure my father will take good care of your entourage. she replied. After all, the old man certainly had to try and please this Prince. Leaving his knights frozen or starved wouldn't be the best idea. And I believe we have prepared a comfortable guess room for your visit. A servant would escort you later... she paused for a moment ...or would you prefer to rest now? I mean...it was a long strip and properly you're tired. she lowered her eyes, feeling stupid for only realized that fact now. It should have been the first thing she asked him, and yet, she had asked him to join her little tea party! No plan at all? the young Princess asked with a surprised smile. What do you usually do in your leisure time? she continued, feeling a bit more at ease around him. And that was a good side, wasn't it? I find myself enjoy reading books, or spending time in a calm place, just like this.
Thread: Awry (Vulgmaster X Ishu)

Tristan was ambling down the street, he had just been fired...Again. He simply couldn't understand it, he was a capable worker both at hard labor he'd had six different construction jobs so far and with papers he was a paralegal for a little while even with people he'd had a job as a nurse's aid at a hospital for a whole month. But every time there were cuts to be had it was Tristan who would get the boot. It wasn't that he wasn't likeable he was a nice enough guy, and good looking to boot standing at 6'4 with lean muscle gained from his odd labor jobs, dark hair and eyes, a fine jawline without being too pronounced he couldn't puzzle out why he always got the short end of the stick. This time now was especially bad for Tristan, he had inherited his Grandfather's estate, a large darkwood, three story house at the edge of the city. It would have been nice to get some money too, but his Grandfather had specifically put it into his will the the money he had left go to paying the bills until such a time as the money ran out. Which of course would be in no less than two years. Greeeat Thought Tristan I'll have a roof over my head while I starve to death with no job. He had already considered stealing money, mugging people, or robbing jewelry stores, but it seemed so high risk he couldn't bring up the nerve to do it. Instead, for now, he was walking back to his Grandfather's place. He had a car, a black '66 Ford Anglia another gift from his Grandfather for when he'd turned sixteen almost nine years ago now it was kind of beat up, but it got him from 'A' to 'B' when he couldn't just walk there. This time, Tristan decided to take a short cut through one of the fancier neighborhoods, where lived the rich people in the country.
Thread: Awry (Vulgmaster X Ishu)

It was early in the afternoon and, with the windows open, the sun was able to shine in without glinting against glass and causing a glare as she worked on scrubbing the floor with a sponge and warm, soapy water. She wiped the top of her wrist across her pale forehead, light blue eyes looked drained bu persistent. This was her job- cleaning the house from top to bottom which even included the ceilings. The family was out, as far as she knew, and she was tasked with sweeping, mopping, scrubbing and eventually waxing all of the floors in the house. There were no carpets, only the occasional decorative rug. The floors were, for the most part, made of marble or other expensive flooring materials. She had to take great care not to scratch anything and, because of this, she was barefoot. Her outfit looked similar to that of a waitress short sleeved with the bottom of the dress cut off just above the knees. Normally, she would be wearing stockings of some kind with none-slip shoes but she removed them and folded them into the corner of the room to keep dry. Even though she wore an apron over her dress, it was not enough to keep her from getting a little bit wet. Her hair was pulled back, long locks of white hair. It looked as if it had been dyed blonde but not kept up very well. Without looking up, she continued to scrub that section of the floor until she heard a tumbling sound end and a beeper go off. The girl stood up and leaned down by a bucket of warm water to drop the sponge into it. After wiping her hands dry on her apron, she hurried through the kitchen and into the laundry room. The machine popped open when she touched it and she stuffed her arms inside, grabbing a massive pile of sopping wet clothes and staggering out to the door near the open windows. With difficulty, she was able to open the door without dropping anything and carefully moved down the steps and into the grass. The house was set higher up that the street and sidewalk below, the tops of the hedged wall unable to cover the view of the side of the house. She dropped the clothes into a basket on the ground and started to hang them up by clothespins on a long string. Normally, she would use the dryer for clothes but these ones were not handled well by machines and, as they did not belong to the head of the household, dry cleaning was not a demand to be met.
Thread: Awry (Vulgmaster X Ishu)

As he walked seeing all the wealth in the houses around him, Tristan felt envy surge. He hated them for having what he had never known. They had so much and he had so little, how was it that they couldn't spare even just a little. He wasn't specifically thinking of a handout, but wondering how it was that he couldn't get any kind of job surely people this rich needed someone to do SOMETHING for them. He sighed and continued walking, glaring at the houses. His mind began to wander, I bet you could take a million from most of these people and they wouldn't even notice. They probably wouldn't even count it as a loss. He scowled, something he didn't usually do, it didn't look natural on his face. Then his face brightened If I could find a way to get into one of these houses I could probably get my hands on something that would sell for a lot, they might not even notice it was missing! But, he frowned suddenly I bet they have all sorts of fancy high security systems to keep people out though . Someone looking at his face would probably think that he was having a fit As he mused he passed a house with all the windows open, and looked up with a gasp. This was his chance! He took off running, careened down the street in an effort to get to his Grandfather's house, he could get his car and come back then load up on SOMETHING and take off before anyone noticed! He might not end up rich, but at least he'd have enough money to eat for a little while. Reaching his house, he dove into the car, started it up and drove back to the house, parking just around the corner from it, in view of one of it's windows. He sat for a while making sure no one was watching. The kids would probably be in school and the Families should be at work, he might be spotted by a maid or butler but he hardly thought about that in his excitement.
Thread: Awry (Vulgmaster X Ishu)

The window overlooked the grassy side-yard where the clothing line stood, a long wire reaching from one pole to the other. A young woman was standing outside, adding more clothes to the line so they could dry under the sun. Their positioning was meticulous, each garment placed so it could dry straight and, hopefully, without wrinkles. Without wringing any of the material she gave them a light swing in the air, water droplets splattering onto her legs and apron, and hung each piece from the wire with wooden clothespins. The door to the kitchen was open as she had to come back and forth. The hedges were tall and solid but there was a gate set so you could open it and walk right up the stone path to the backdoor and into the house. There was no way he would be able to pass her without her noticing.
Thread: Awry (Vulgmaster X Ishu)

Tristan crept around the house, trying to plan out how to do this and get away with it he could feel his resolve slipping if he didn't go for it soon he was never going to do it...