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Thread: The Devil's Luck (hornybitch)

Wait... He muttered to her, moving a hand to hers, coaxing her to hang up her phone. I can guaranty, if you go home without my help more people like that will attack you... Let me walk you home at least... No sex, no date, just let me walk you home... He muttered. Right now, the only thing he was worried about was keeping his prize safe.
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She looked at him her eyes grey with suspicion again. after a moment she put away the phone and said Fine. She didn't stop being suspicious of him but let him walk with her nonetheless. besides this was easier than explaining to John why she was suddenly calling now when she hadn't called earlier.
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Aegus grinned a bit as Alexandria allowed him to escort her home. He glanced over at her now and then, seeing her suspicion. You know... There's something about you... He muttered to her, grinning a bit. Something... different. In a good way... He muttered to her. Others must see it too... Though they apparently are going about it the wrong way...
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Alexandria glanced at him when he spoke and said Different? how? I'm just a regular unpopular girl She was now a little interested and the suspicion lessened a tiny bit as she looked at him.
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Aegus smiled over at her, seeing he was beginning to warm up to her. I'm not sure... There's just... something in you that sticks out... something... that almost calls out to me... He said. He knew exactly what it was... But she didn't. He could use that against her.
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She rolled her eyes and looked away Did that crappy chat up line work on every girl you've been with? She led him through the streets towards the upperclass area
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Aegus chuckled. Actually, I haven't used any pick-up lines on you yet... I mean it, Alexandria... There's something special about you... And others see it to...
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She glanced side ways at him and shrugged Explains why people avoid me I guess. Except for you it seems Alexandria was not letting her guard down. In fact it was up higher than any other time and well fortified. Her suspicion was growing again. Why was he being so nice? why did he help her? what was he playing at? everyone always avoided her why wasn't he? As they neared her street the houses were clearly getting bigger and fancier.
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Aegus laughed lightly, glancing over at her. Well... I know what I like... and this something special... I can tell I like a lot... He said as they neared her house. Would you like me to come inside with you?...
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She shook her head and said ''goodnight aegus. thanks again she then disappeared inside without another glance his way
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Aegus chuckled as he watched her leave. She had some fight in her... He liked that. He shrugged and turned, heading back to the campus.
Thread: Come RP With Me!

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I'd like to rp. Sent PM so we can discuss ideas.
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Don't bump more than once per day please.
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Thread: Think You Can Keep Up?

I seriously... Just typed up a bunch of fucking plots and such... And it got fucking deleted. Fucking pissed off bump... T-T
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I've got 70 views and no one has yet to reply? Lol... T-T foreveralone If it makes you feel better, you can PM me. Ah, who am I kidding? I'm just going to get more lurking. x ... ... ... foreveralone
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I'll roleplay with you Maybe an angelxdemon pairing?
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Absolutely. But what I tossed out was majorly barebones after having wasted like an hour typing plots lol... If you want something more intricate then lettuce discuss. Only question is how much do you post? .-.
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Okay then . What kinks do you have and what are you interested in? I'm sure we can think of something 3 Annnd that depends, usually 1- 4 paragraphs I eather match my partner or go on my mood.
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Well anything and everything as long as it's not physically revolting like bodily waste, gore and vore, and stuff like that. I'm into anything from futa to to incest. Honestly I can match pretty much any lust andor kink. Like an RP I was having was MotherFutaSuccubusxSonScythe. I won't do gay or lesbian though sadly. HermFuta on guy is fine though. And your kinks?
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BUMP WITH SAMPLE WRITING! Also, to note Futa x Male, I don't do anal. I still very much would like a female, just with an addition is all.
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Give me a bump for a beautiful lady to come my way or one of my writers to give me a reply. Currently Craving REGULAR POSTERS! And of course, the kinky ladies. D
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Looking for a new RP. Wanting adventurous sex, slutty plot lines, intense romance, odd pairings. Open to anything but the above is what I'm craving. Come on beauties. I am primed for fun
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Waaah. After reading your writing sample, I would love, love, love to do a roleplay with Scythe. Not just that he seems like a very good sexual partner, but I'm sure an overall roleplay with him would be hot. I have many, many characters that I've created over the years so perhaps we could discuss more and find him a partner that would best suit him.
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Give me a bump for a futa!
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Bumping for futa's, Pokemanz, video game pairings, and something to get my mind off my break up. .-. Looking for smutty stories so give me them plots filled to the brim wiff sex. Bonus points Creative. Let's think kinky people! Or. Having a fantasy you're just dying to create but can't find anyone good enough? Send me a message. Your pleasure is mine
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I love futa! How's about we include one in our RP later, eh?
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Bump for Skullgirls, Pokemon, and futa's!
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Dang it, I need to play Skullgirls.
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Bump for a roleplay or two.
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And give a bump for a Pokemon or incest role play. Come come ladies!
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Alright, this is going to be a bump for ONE serious craving Needing a fanfic RP between Astaroth and Ivy or Taki of Soul Calibur. This is seriously my biggest craving yet so if you absolutely need a good time, pick this idea and let me rock your world. Cum ladies, I'm desperate on this one
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Bump for my new cravingplot idea
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Desperation bump. I SERIOUSLY need that Ivy x Astaroth sweethearts! Anyone that loves gorgeous girls with monsters pretty please grant me this damn wish! D
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Give me a bump FOR Final Fantasy, Soul Calibur, or a FUTA. LET'S GOOOOOOO
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Sir Bumpalot coming in with updated plotspairings AND A NEED TO HAVE A GODDAMN ROLE PLAY. TT
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Bump for futa or fanfics.Taking literate smut or plots.
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I miss rping with yoooou .
Thread: The Pull Of Time

Harry was walking along next to Dumbledore, feeling exhausted after the spell that he and the Headmaster had gone through. Harry was seventeen now, at the end of sixth year the Malfoy's and Snape had denied the Dark lord, and fled to the light side of the war, Dumbledore had never died and Harry actually got along with Draco... sort of, not much really. But Harry would take Draco over the people they had just summoned any day. The ritual had been long, arduous and exhausting even with several of the professors helping out. Their... guests, hadn't woken up yet, they where laying in separate, and locked rooms, sleeping off their long, long journey. Tom Riddle, and Abraxas Malfoy where laying in Hogwarts, both of them sixteen, or maybe seventeen, they couldn't be sure until the boys woke up, a moment that harry was dreading. No matter how necessary Dumbledore had thought this, Harry knew that tom riddle was evil no matter his age, and that Abraxas was just as viscous and violent. He sighed as Dumbledore set his hand on Harry's shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze as he entered the room and sat next to tom Riddle, who was just beginning to stir. Tom felt sick, violently so, he was dizzy and he couldn't gather the strength to open his eyes. He could hear muffled voices, the name Harry Potter, the name Voldemort, his nickname, what he wanted to be, deathless. He groaned and managed to turn his head, the room falling completely silent before a voice entered his aching head, making him cringe. He felt like he had the flue and a hangover all at the same time. are you awake? Can you respond? a strangely familiar voice asked. uhng... P..professor Dumbledore? Tom asked sluggishly. wha..what happened? he asked, feeling someone lift his head, feeling a potion pressed to his lips, drinking obediently. Can you remember your name? Dumbledore asked softly, Harry scowling as he watched, their newest professor slipping into the room to watch as well. T. Tom Riddle. Tom groaned. i don't feel well professor... he complained softly. i know Tom, you need to stay calm, we'll explain everything once your feeling better. Now, how old are you? Seventeen... seventh year. he muttered obediently struggling to force his eyes to open. what do you last remember tom? Dumbledore asked softly. was studying, with Brax. I was teasing him because his abs where going flat... he muttered softly. then... just...darkness... he mumbled softly, sounding almost... frightened. i don't feel good... so tired... just rest tom. he ordered calmly, silently putting Tom to sleep before going to check on Abraxas, asking the same questions, Harry scowling darkly as he glared at his newest Teacher. you can't honestly think this is a good idea!?even an idiot first year could tell, that the world was about to be turned on it's ears, for Tom, and for the wizarding world.
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Scott Verriul shook his head as he leaned back against the wall between the two rooms, looking at Harry.Oh no, probably not. But Dumbledore will do whatever he wants, no matter what anyone thinks.He said, the defense teacher in him demanded he slap so many shields around Tom that he was never going to get out, but the calmly rational part told him history. Told him that the teen Voldemort hadn't gone wrong yet, still had a chance to change. So...he'd keep watch and see where it went. Starting a little when he heard something hit the wall behind him. Glancing at Dumbledore was he walked out of the room, smirking slightly. He was actually looking forward to meeting the young malfoy. After all he was old enough-24 to be exact- to remember Abraxas as a old man, so he was looking forward to see the teen. And... considering he'd just heard something hit the wall, he assumed the malfoy was snarling already at being trapped. Already up and moving?I told you he'd be more violent then Tom.He said knowing it was true. While Tom relied on magic to be violent and cruel, Abraxas Malfoy had always been physical, even well into his 70s, the man had looked just a few years older than his son, as vicious and cruel as always. Just think, we'll get to see Abraxas take on his grandson.He snorted at the idea, as much as he disliked the state of things he could at least enjoy the results. And watching Draco Malfoy, who in most ways was more like Abraxas then Lucius, go head to head with a teen Abraxas, was going to be interesting.
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Harry snorted a little and scowled a little. i hate how Dumbledore does what he wants. Harry grumbled, scowling a little before shaking his head a little as he watched Dumbledore dart out of the room, locking the door behind him, Abraxas's and Tom's wands in his hand so they couldn't attack anyone or escape using magic. well, this is going well! Dumbledore stated cheerfully. it would appear that Tom is suffering the after effects, but that young Brax is not, as he was only a tag along. Dumbledore admitted shaking his head. Tom's not going to like being trapped any more than Brax does. Harry growled, scowling at Dumbledore. Tom and Brax where both so active in school, Quidditch teams, they where both in charge of different clubs, Tom was a head boy, they where so used to running around and being active, that finding themselves trapped was going to drive them insane. it will be amusing to watch Draco and Abraxas go at it though. Harry admitted regretfully. i don't like this Dumbledore. Harry growled, Dumbledore sighing. He missed the days when Harry just did what he told him to, sure Harry was better, stronger now that he thought for himself, but it was frustrating sometimes. i know Harry, but if we can find out why Tom went crazy, then we can try to fix Voldemort without bloodshed, clearly killing him is not going to work. Harry grimaced a little, he had fought Voldemort again during the end of sixth year, and he had cut the man down easily with an Evada Kedavra, but ten minutes after Voldemort had died, the bastard had gotten right back up and continued slaughtering. Harry knew it was necessary, but Harry didn't like it. whatever. he growled scowling as he shoved himself away from the door and headed over to Brax's room, he'd rather deal with the Malfoy than with Voldemort, glancing in the barred window and examining the blond. if I come in are you going to throw something at me?
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Brax snarled as he turned to face the other, a pillow in his hand. In the process of ripping it to shreds in his anxiety at being trapped. He hated being trapped, not just because he was active and hated a single space, but like harry he'd been locked up to much as a child. Despite the scowl on his face the fluff in his spikey white blond hair was adorable and less than threatening.I don't have anything else to throw.He growled, even though he was feeling the effects of being...whatever they'd done to him, he was pissed enough at being trapped that he was already on his feet. Looking a little rougher for the wear, stripped down to the snug qudditch pants he was wearing he snarled as he paced, ignoring a little bit the man standing near him.Where's tom?The bastard said he was here, and don't make me tear things apart to find him.As fiercely independant as he was on his own, he was snarling protective over his best friend. Which, made sense, considering he ended up a death eater. Even if he didn't wholly believe,even as he was older, the believes, he'd followed to protect him. Scott sighed a little shaking his head. This was so going to be bad. Rolling his eyes at the headmaster he headed into Tom's room, perching on the stool by the bed, looking younger than he really was.Tom?How are you feeling?He asked, knowing Dumbledore probably hadn't been overly conceren about how they were feeling. Only if they'd be able to do what he needed them to be.
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Harry had to chuckle at the sight of the fluff clinging to Abraxas and shook his head as he stepped into the room. i know you don't like this, I don't much like it either. he admitted softly. being locked up is the hardest thing. he admitted sitting down on the destroyed bed and blinking at Abraxas, studying him. do you know what year it is? he asked calmly, staring at the other. we pulled you, forward in time to the year 2000 I can't remember what year it was really supposed to be so I guessed. we where only supposed to bring Tom, but since he was touching you when the spell took effect you where pulled with. Harry explained calmly. in this time, you are dead, and Tom is a raving madman bent on slaughtering everything and everyone and ruling the blood coated world on his own. he explained calmly. He had promised Dumbledore not to tell Tom what was going on, but he had not promised not to tell Abraxas. you where considered evil in this time too, helping Voldemort, that's Tom, rise to power. Sometime between Tom being seventeen, and Tom being twenty four, something happened, and he lost his grip on sanity. Some say it was Dark Arts, other say he was born a psychopath, but no one knows for sure, that's why your here. To help us save the wizarding world. he explained to Brax. i know you don't like it, Merlin knows I don't want you people here, considering Tom, as an adult, has tried to kill me six times already. I don't trust you, I don't like you, but I'll do everything I can to make your stay as comfortable as possible. But you having a temper tantrum, isn't going to help you get out of this room any sooner. not explaining where Tom was just yet. Tom blinked as Scott walked into the room, groaning a little. like I have the flu and a hangover at the same time. he groaned softly. i wanna puke but it hurts my head to move. he complained calmly. He was used to being locked up, he was always locked up in the orphanage, so he, unlike Brax, was mostly calm. whats going on? Why is professor Dumbledore so OLD? he asked his head tilted. and who are you?.... he demanded, confused and feeling ill, upset that he was being ignored and his questions where being unanswered.
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Abraxas growled as he thought about that. Feeling even angrier at having his live pulled apart yet again, by something that wasn't his own making. Tilting his head back he growled as he stared at the cieling, that vicious self control that Draco had inherited making a appearance as he forced himself to relax, taunt muscles going loose as he forced himself to be calm. Turning over the man's words as he considered what the other had told him, shaking his head as he looked at him, running a hand over spikey hair, looking even more disheveled beautiful as he did.No. He wasn't.. isn't psychopathic now. Then.He frowned, growling at the annoyance of the situation he found himself in. Though it didn't surprise to find himself labeled as evil, though it probably should have. He's planning a trip when we graduate. My father doesn't-didn't want me to go.He frowned thinking as he paced. Not the anxious pacing of a man who didn't want to be there, but the slow methodical pacing of a man who was putting pieces together.I need to talk to my family. I assume some are still alive?He asked, turning to face Harry. If he was going to figure out what happened, he needed someone who knew him. And his family was the only one he trusted to know. Scott sighed softly, Yea, that would be a hangover.He said plucking one of the potions off the table, handing it to hi, helping him sit up.Drink that. It'll help with the sick feeling.He said biting his lip. He promised not to tell him about what happened now, but not about what they had done.Tom, you've come forward about 70 years in time. I am Scott Verriul, the current defense teacher.He said looking at tom worried. knowing that he was upset at being ignored, and hoping to make it easier for them to figure out what happened.
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Harry nodded. just so you know, I'm going to be in deep shit when the Headmaster finds out I told you all this so lets try to keep it between us eh? he asked, glad that Abraxas had calmed down, it was amazing how similar Abraxas and Draco was. yes, you have family, no one you would know though. he admitted. your son, and grandson. he explained. Lucius Malfoy is your son, and Draco Malfoy is your Grandson, and their both just as snobby and aristocratic as you. he promised smiling a little. Lucius is a lot more laid back than you, though you and Draco appear to be almost mirror copies of each other. he admitted, hesitating a little. i don't know if I can bring Lucius in, he's rather old and busy and he... doesn't know that you've been brought here. he admitted softly. but Draco is probably aware by now, I can go and get him for you? he offered. i don't know if Dumbledore will allow you to see Tom, but I'm a little pissed at him right now, so next time I think I can get away with it I'll get you two together. he promised, wondering why he so suddenly was breaking the rules for these people. There was just something about Brax. Tom swallowed the potion obediently, groaning a little. i'd swear I was having another blackout, but I never feel this terrible after one. he admitted calmly. All through his years at Hogwarts, he'd had 'episodes' of memory loss but was completely unaware of what happened during them, not that he told anyone. Even Brax didn't know, at least that's what he assumed anyway. seventy years... god I'm old... it was very clear that Tom thought he was dreaming, or perhaps the young man was in shock, It was hard to tell, whatever the case was, it would going to take him a while to realize the truth of things.
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Brax nodded looking amused as he paced not wanting to get his ally in trouble. If he was going to get this solved, he couldn't alienate everything. Amused because he knew why his son was laid back, even if he hadn't had him yet. After such a vicious childhood himself that had formed the ice cold malfoy he was, he'd made sure his son didn't suffer, at least he assumed he was easier on his own son then his father was. If you can't get Draco here, ask him if I went on my trip with Tom.He said smirking a little, the older death eater showing through the young face. Just because I' not throwing things at you, doesn't mean I wont throw things at the bastard. If dumbledore knows what's healty for him, I'll be seeing tom soon. Scott looked startled at that. They hadn't known the man suffered blackouts. Frowning a little as he gently brushed tom's hair back from his face he laughed a little.No, you're not that old.He teased before laying him back down.rest,you'll feel better.He said intending to ease him into the truth, not wanting to overwhelm him,
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Harry smirked a little as he nodded. if I come back with a black-eye, I kicked your grandson's ass. he explained chuckling a little. we don't get along often. he admitted winking at Brax as he smirked. and please, by all means, throw things at Dumbledore, it will teach him a lesson. he admitted with a snicker as he headed out. i'll have someone bring you some food and some books so your not so bored. he promised. Tom nodded and sighed as he curled up on the bed and drifted off to sleep, Harry peeking in on Scott and smirking a little at him. getting along? he demanded, bitter that Tom was in the same building as him, especially when the memory of fifteen year old Tom had tried to kill him and Ginny. i'm going to go get Draco, Brax has some questions for him. he admitted calmly. i promised him i'd bring them both food and some stuff to entertain themselves with, do you think i'd get in trouble if I gave brax a caustic acid to play with?
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Scott snickered nodding.We're getting along.He said quietly before leaving the room with harry, heading downstairs to Slytherin with him. After all, as a teacher he could get them into Slyhterin, and he assumed Draco'd try to behave. I do. Though the boy's tongue is acid enough. I once saw him reduce Narcissa to tears over her destroying his journal.He snickered at the memory shaking his head. I only assume he's still as caustic as ever.He shrugged pushing open the painting to go into Slytherin's common room.Brax's journal.He stopped thinking,I wonder where it ended up...He frowned a little, not realizing that the person who had meddled with tom, had also destroyed the malfoy's journal not narcissa, in efforts to keep the truth from being found.