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Richard Lumsden
Thread: Updates, Rants & Idea Dumps

Figured it was about time I made one of these. First off to any old RP partners that I lost touch with whether myself getting caught up in life or yourself, feel free to reach back out with a PM. We can discuss starting back up, something different or merely have a conversation. I'm fairly chill about roleplaying after all, so I get it. Things come up. Or perhaps an idea was stale. No matter the reason, feel free to hit me up. I'll be posting updates to this in terms of what's going on with me mainly in the world of roleplaying, so I'm certain this will be dull for most. More for myself and perhaps the few individuals that might care to know for whatever reason. I may also throw some ideas in here for stories, characters, etc. All in good time. Not to mention a good rant from time to time may pop up. And a link to my refreshed search thread . Anyway, simple, short and sweet for now. Last edited Aug 14, 2018
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A reminder that I'm out of town this week meant to post before I left. I will likely be around on discord and might reply to a PM, but roleplay replies are on hold until I'm home and back in front of a computer and not stuck on just my phone.
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And back from the beach....now back to RP replies.
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I was gone on a business trip over the last week, so apologies if I seemed to have disappeared. I meant to post I would be gone beforehand but was extremely busy and got up in things. Anyway, back and ready to RP! I believe I have all replies caught up on at this point.
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Just getting over being sick for over a week...finally. Can't seem to finish getting rid of the cough, but I suppose at least I'm not feeling terrible anymore. For those couple of replies I still owe, swear I'm working on it. Work and being sick combined totally kicked my ass. Haha. Definitely feeling up to writing a lot more now. Also I know that some may be dealing with the hurricane about to hit the east coast in the US, so please be safe! I shouldn't have any issues where I am aside from just heavy storms due to it since I'm in the mountains. Anyway, if any of my partners on here are affected, the last thing I would want you stressing over is RP replies. The point is, real life 100 comes first no matter the reason, natural disaster or otherwise. I would hope most would understand that when it comes to replies. Things come up and we can't all just sit at a computer all the time writing though if I were inspired all the time and had the time to that would be awesome. Anyway, just some thoughts. Otherwise that's about it. Now back to writing.
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Had a rather long few weeks lately in terms of work and life things going on. Annnnnnd....sick again. I can't win this year apparently. Haha. So sorry if my replies have been a bit delayed. I'll be getting some responses out in the next couple days to those waiting for a reply as long as nothing crazy happens. On a random note, I do a lot interviewing and hiring for my company, and I've realized that over the last 2-3 years, less and less individuals show for their interviews. At least it makes it an easy decision for me to not hire them. Yet I find it extremely unprofessional for someone to not call to cancel or show up to an appointment. Anyway, just weird it has gotten worse and worse with each and every passing year.
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I honestly forgot that I had this forum for updates...haha. I've been around here and there but due to some life circumstances and whatnot, I know I've been fairly radio silent in recent months. Pretty sure I warned most that I would be stepping away, sorry if I missed anyone. But I am back after another hiatus. Finally was able to have my first surgery in efforts to improve quality of life, though the road ahead is still long. That being said, aside from when I'm resting and sleeping, I have some definite free time on my hands. So what better way to spend it since I can't work currently, than to do some roleplaying? Probably going to take things slow at first but feel free to reach out if you want to start something new or continue. See what I can get going again.
Thread: Mx Female Waiting for Submisive Creative Female  role play partner

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Making some progress finally.
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Got a couple RPs going but looking for another.
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Still looking for another RP. Working on writing up some newer ideasplots to add hopefully soon!
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Still looking for another RP
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Still looking...
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One more opening...
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Why am I awake right now? Oh well, thread bump.
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Back from my business trip. Ready to find another RP.
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Still hunting for new partners.
Thread: An afternoon hike...

A brother and sister separated by different paths in life brought back together at their childhood home. An obvious tension between the two, no longer as close as they once were, both of them different, physically and mentally, now changed. A chance proposition...always having shared a love of the outdoors, hiking, camping, etc...the brother makes a peace offering. Wishing only to be close to his sister again he asks if she would like to hike a once frequented trail they used as children...drop me a line, or pm me please
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I'm a little teapot, short and stout. Here's my wing and there's my spout. That's my friend, she holds sugar clumps. She's afraid of ants and here's a bump.
Thread: Blood & Fur [BurningWillows/DementedRabbit]

Eira ran, even when she heard the first sound of swinging axes, she did not stop. It wasn't until she smelt blood that she even looked over her shoulder, and saw a massive man in a fur cloak attacking her would-be pursuers. She slowed a step to watch him take out one then the next, but there was still more coming. Turning she continued to flee, heading for the Darksummer's clan. She could fight if she had to, a bow slung over her shoulder, a dagger at her waistband, but she had only ever killed in a hunt. She had never shed the blood of another wolf. And Eira wasn't sure if she could. The clan came into sight and she waved her arms, hoping one of the standing guards would see her and let her in, not bar her from entering the protected clan from the man catching up behind her. She was close enough now to yell for help, but as she opened her mouth to cry out her boot caught a rock in the snow and she felt herself loose all balance, tumbling into the snow and filling her mouth with the cold powder. Coughing and swallowing, she tried to get up and only managed to get to her knees when clawed fingers dug into her hood and caught a fair chunk of hair, only narrowly missing her scalp. She screamed as he wrenched back her head, producing his own short sword to her throat. Please, she begged, tears rolling down her cheeks as his grip tightened and she whimpered, his sword ice cold against her neck, nicking her flesh, Please don't. He grinned, licking his lips, Maybe we can come to an agreement? She winced, struggling for only a moment to see if she could break free, but his grip was tight. She was still too far for those in the clan to recognize her face or her scent, so no one came to help, not sure if she was ally or foe.
Thread: Blood & Fur [BurningWillows/DementedRabbit]

The edge of the sword pressed against Eira's neck the fear of this man ending the life a young wolf so soon... would not be this day, The Clan's man spoke the last words from those ruff lips only to feel the tight grip of another around his own wrist holding the sword. Eira heard the deep rough voice of another, Men like you don't go to Valhalla, so send my regards to Hel. The two men struggled and at this point Eira was free, The Son of Darksummers slowly brought the Clan's man own sword to his head as the other hand gripped the scalp to hold him steady. The Son of Darksummers then eyed the young wolf to see what she would do. Shall I kill him now little wolf or do you want to end the man who burnt your home? Both men struggled one to flee the other to keep in place a man who did wrong. At this point some of the guards from the town have now descended down from the guard posts to see what was going on, most had dressed in red garb with chain mail and holding ax with shield. As The Son of Darksummers held the Clan's man down, the big wolf spoke once more. Make your choice little wolf before this choice slips away from you.
Thread: Blood & Fur [BurningWillows/DementedRabbit]

Surprise crossed Eiras face as the sword began to pull away from her neck and from the corner of her eye she could see a hand on the wrist holding said sword. The grip on her hood loosened and she pulled, falling back into the snow, her cheeks cold from winters bite but she was free. She whipped around, her hood sliding off and revealing the bright fiery red hair hidden beneath, loosely curled and falling like a waterfall from her small porcelain face. Her eyes locked on the man before her, holding her attacker at bay. What? Who is he? Oh, Thank the gods. Please k-kill him, she begged him, scuffling back, fear in her eyes. She was to scared to do it herself. She had never spilt wolf blood, not in her life. The man roared then and twisted in this strangers grip, trying to get the upper hand, his arm popping with veins as he brought it up between the two and gripped the strangers throat, almost popping his shoulder to do so. Now it was the stranger who was in trouble, their entanglement keeping them frozen in dance. Stop! Youll kill him! Eira cried out, kicking snow towards him but the cruel outsider laughed. Just as we killed your cunt of a mother and bastard of a father. And that wee snivelling one you called a brother. Whats one more dog added to the list? Dont worry little flower, your next. Maybe Ill rape you good before I cut your throat, so you know what a real man feels like. Eira couldnt hear another word. Her heart pounded in her ears, blood rushing to her head as pure fury filled her. She roared, her voice high but nevertheless full of hate and she pushed off the snow fed ground, lunging at him, her hand gleaming bright. The dagger embedded itself deep into his back, blood spraying her hand and face, reaching and piercing his heart as bloodlust raged inside Eira for the first time. How dare he speak ill of the dead! How dare he mock her fallen family and his wicked deeds! How dare he threaten her purity with his disgusting body! She roared in his ear, but her eyes came up and locked on the stranger. They pierced right through him too, digging into his soul, sharp and beautiful. She did not break her stare until the man went limp between her and the stranger, the silver dagger killing him well and fast. The hilt was made of oak and wrapped in leather, keeping her flesh safe from the silver, and her grip strong. As she dragged the dagger out he slipped and she jumped off, falling on her ass in the snow, her hand coming up to her mouth in horror as she realized what she had done. I...I...I killed a man.
Thread: Blood & Fur [BurningWillows/DementedRabbit]

The Son of Darksummers watched the little wolf held back with fear mixed with the innocence of youth, He knew she was troubled and standing in an unknown situation. As the Clan's man words roared out from his lips taunting the little wolf with his dark words, The Son of Darksummers knew what would come next and with a tight grip held the man in place for the little wolf. Just as we killed your cunt of a mother and bastard of a father. And that wee snivelling one you called a brother. Whats one more dog added to the list? Dont worry little flower, your next. Maybe Ill rape you good before I cut your throat, so you know what a real man feels like. The Clan's man's face was blood red from a broken nose and his crooked smile toward the red head was a sight to see as his words poured from his lips, The Son of Darksummers could see in the eyes of the Red haired maiden the anger funneling up and watched her release her dagger only to plunge it into the man, a quick wet thunk was the sound of silver entering a man's body, blood slowly dribbled around the edge. Eira's eyes where cold watching the Clan's man life fade, that spark leaving his soul and knowing he would be the last thing she see. As the Clan's man body fell limp and the wound coloring the snow red, two guards men make there way beside the son of Darksummers. Take the body to our lord and see what he wants to do. Son of Darksummers told the guards. As the two carry the body to the town, The large man with a bear cloak over his shoulders walks over to the young wolf and squats down before her. You have two choices Red, you can come with me and find a new home with Clan Darksummers... or. The large man pauses points over his shoulder back to where you came, into the dark forest. You can return back to the home you once knew. The Son of Darksummers stood up and waited for the young wolf's reply.
Thread: Blood & Fur [BurningWillows/DementedRabbit]

Eira stared up at him still in shock, tears in her eyes. His words brought her back to reality, looking out at the trees then to him. Why did you save me? She asked, still in shock, I dont even know your name. She wiped blood off her cheek and snivelled, drawing herhood back up, I have no home to return to. Only their graves. Please... dont leave me out here. Who...whoever you are.
Thread: Blood & Fur [BurningWillows/DementedRabbit]

The Son of Darksummers gave a grim look to the young wolf and without hesitation scooped her up to cradle her in both arms. Pushing through the deep snow Eira could smell the man for the first time as he gave off a leathery woods smell, The man did not speak for a moment before saying one word to her. Sigurd The large man said nothing more for a moment as he closed in on the town, old wooden and iron doors gave way to let the two inside. Sigurd is my name little wolf and for the night you can stay with me till we figure out what to do with you. The Town of Darksummers was an old town filled with history dating back many generations, red flags clap with the wind that adorn a silver wolf insignia, half way down the main road of the town Sigurd stops and leans into a door giving Eira a first look of his home, it was small but cozy, a fire pit was the main focus as it sits in the middle, benches and chairs surround the stone pit, with a cauldron hanging over a fire if there was one, a large wooden tub sits next to the window and off to the far corner lay would could be a bed but it was nothing but straw and thick fur blankets. Sigurd placed Eira down on a bench and began to light the many candles and then the fire for the pit, this gave light and showed off the many hunts Sigurd had slain over the years, from bears to wolves, rams, and elk... Eira also noticed a great many weapons about, from spears, swords, and axes... this was a mans place and it seemed to have no woman's touch about it. Little wolf stay here, warm yourself, I will return with food if you are hungry... if not, more for me. With that said Sigurd left the red haired maiden to his house...
Thread: Blood & Fur [BurningWillows/DementedRabbit]

Entering his home to find the fire already crackling under the cauldron and a wet red little wolf drying her eyes, placing a basket next to her before he dumped a large pot of strew into the cauldron. Little wolf, that is clothing you can have, it belong to a shaman we once had long ago before th... Sigurd stops mid way and slowly sits down in the big fur chair to wait the stews bubbles. Those men who did you wrong do you know them? or did your mother have any dealing with them? Sigurd's eyes danced over the red haired wolf's body as she braided her hair.... You are a beautiful woman you know little wolf, I would hate to see you fall pray to the wrong side of things... Sigurd paused leaning over to grab a large wooden spoon to stir the pot. To be honest you are the first woman in my house, I have no idea what that means or what... Sigurd finished a stir before placing the spoon along the rim of the pot. When you are ready, and able we will need to take a trip to your home and find out what happen between those men and your family... you can come with me or stay here. At this point Sigurd stood up, his feet thumping as they hit the old oak wooden floor, reaching for two large bowls on a shelf. The man filled the first bowl and handed it over to Eira and then a spoon to follow. He sits in his chair eating from his own bowl watching the little wolf and to see what she says or does next.
Thread: Blood & Fur [BurningWillows/DementedRabbit]

Eira looked up as he entered, pausing on her hair. She smelt the cold stew and her stomach grumbles, watching him pour it into the pot. Her eyes glanced at the clothing he brought her, wondering what this old shaman wore. Her mother had always been modest dressing but still wore paints and often head dresses when working with her clients. Thank you, she murmured, finishing her braid and leaving it resting over her shoulder, taking him in. He was quite a handsome wolf, though she was intrigued about his tattoos and scars. She had never met a wolf like him before, though the men and women who visited her mother had often been in worst condition than most. Ive never seen nor smelt them before, and mother never dealt with outsiders of your clan. We may not have been members of Darksummers, but mother kept us loyal for protection. She felt sad talking about her mother but she bit back the tears. His next words distracted her, and brought a blush to her freckles cheeks. Thank you, she got out, her tongue almost stuck to the roof of her mouth, You are quite handsome yourself Sigurd. The blush reddened and she quickly added, Your home is cozy too. Thank you for allowing me shelter for the night. She looked around, not too surprised he did not live with a woman, but with his looks rather shocked he hadnt had any before her within. He continued to speak as he stirred and she fiddled with her hair, not sure what more to say. Thinking about going home so soon, just the idea made her eyes well and she had to swallow hard to keep from crying in front of him. She was glad for the soup, another distraction from her grief. This is delicious Sigurd. Thank you, she hummed after a bite, her eyes flickering up to him then quickly back down, eating her stew quietly. He is too kind. Rescuing me in the woods and providing me food and shelter? How does he not have women tripping over themselves for him? A wolf like him, would he not be mated? What am I thinking? Why does it matter to me if hes mated or not? I should be grieving. I am grieving. I should not be thinking about Sigurd. May I have more please? She asked, stifling her thoughts for her empty stomach, her bowl already emptied.
Thread: Blood & Fur [BurningWillows/DementedRabbit]

Sigurd noticed the little wolf reaching out to him, but not physically, but through spirit, This man would see the redness of her cheeks the heat from her body growing and the boldness of her words... He was familiar of such things and was hurt by another through these same actions, But She was not part of the politics within his house. You can have as much as you like... or as much as the pot has little wolf. Sigurd dipped his own bowl into the cauldron to fill and then took Eira's bowl for the same, as the large man handed the bowl back to the red haired lass she would see his eyes light up, one blue and one yellow, Turning to face the door Sigurd knew what was coming and seemed none to pleased as deep growls bellowed from his lips. The door flung open revealing a man of the same size as Sigurd perhaps some what taller, blond with a braided beard, finer clothing of red and silver. Brother! you took the pot from mother and now eat alon.... ohhh you have company and she is... she is the shaman's daughter?! The blonde male spoke to Sigurd before he paused looking over the young Eria. She has had a busy day, Brother, Keep your distance for she is grieving for the lost of her family, the shaman that I will remind you, saved your life once. Sigurd spoke sharply as to interrupt and warn his brother if he kept pushing. Very well... I will do as you ask, this time, but mother will want to see her if you chose to make her your mate... The Blonde haired man walks out the door and closes the door but just before he does, words leave his mouth. The Last wolf you brought in... keeps my bed warm now brother, will this be number two for me? The Blonde man shuts the door quickly as Sigurd throws his bowl full of stew at him, painting the door in meat and potatoes. Sigurd shakes with anger and punches a shelf along the wall breaking the wood and pushing the wall as to almost crack through it. Little wolf understand that I may have put you in more harm that you once where if things go badly tomorrow... The night is near, you can sleep in my bed tonight, if you wish. Sigurd in anger threw his bear cloak against his chair, and pulled his pants off, revealing a naked Sigurd, you could see every muscle and every scar followed by the tattoos that painted his body... and at a glimpse you catch a tattoo along his cock... Sigurd curls into his giant furhay bed and will have a restless night...