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Thread: Vampire: The Masquerade - Boston by Night - OOC

Thank you kindly. I tend to end up playing swashbuckling musketeer types. Except they're normally Lasombra in the 14th Century Paris. And female. I'm at least breaking SOME of my cliches. Are you sure you don't have space for a 7th Generation Lasombra female who fangirls after Lucita? Oh well. Worth a try. Is there anything else I should write about in my ... er... fluff-ing, or just go where the keyboard takes me? And yes, the name of my Cafe translates poorly as Plot Hook .
Thread: Vampire: The Masquerade - Boston by Night - OOC

Feel free to write as much background as you want, the more the merrier really, especially if there is something I can use, such as characters from his life showing up. Oh, I'd love to do an rp in the style of the Three Musketeers, in 1625 France, for Vampire. That whole era is just really sexy I think. BUT I still prefer modern age, particularly because my historical knowledge is quite lacking, so I dont think I could do it very believably, as a storyteller at least.
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Thread: Xenoblade Chronicles X - Secret Job (Xenoblade Chronicles X smut rp)

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Thread: Vampire: The Masquerade - Boston by Night - Character Profiles

Sample character Name Erin Age 27 Concept Badass Vampire and Storyteller Nature Loner Demeanor Director Clan Ventrue Generation 12th Sire Forbidden Fruit Attributes Physical Strength , Dexterity , Stamina Social Charisma , Manipulation , Appearance Mental Perception , Wits , Intelligence Abilities Talents Alertness , Athletics , Brawl , Empathy , Streetwise , Subterfuge Skills Animal Ken , Drive , Firearms , Slight of Hand , Stealth Knowledges' Academics , Computer , Investigation Backgrounds Generation Mentor Resources Virtues Conscience Self-Control Courage Humanity Willpower Disciplines Potence Presence MeritsFlaws Language Danish Prestigious Sire Grip of the Damned Background Coming soon. Image Coming soon. Personality Coming soon.
Thread: Vampire: The Masquerade - Boston by Night - Character Profiles

Name Mary Collins Age 20 Concept Nun Former Model-Actor Nature Bon Vivant Demeanor Penitent Clan To be determined by Storyteller Generation To be determined by Storyteller Sire To be determined by Storyteller Attributes Physical Strength , Dexterity , Stamina Social Charisma , Manipulation , Appearance Mental Perception , Wits , Intelligence Specialty Appearance Photogenic Abilities Talents Alertness , Athletics , Awareness , Brawl , Empathy , Expression , Leadership , Streetwise , Subterfuge Specialty Empathy Emotions Skills Animal Ken , Craft , Drive , Etiquette , Firearms , Larceny , Melee , Performance , Stealth , Survival Knowledges Academics , Computer , Finance , Investigation , Law , Medicine , Occult , Politics , Science , Technology Virtues Conscience Self-Control Courage Humanity Willpower Backgrounds Contacts , Fame , Mentor , Resources , Retainer Disciplines to be confirmed once clan is in place MeritsFlaws Merit Eat Food, Inoffensive to Animals, Light Sleeper Flaw Bound Background See more From a young age Mary had a natural beauty and kindness to her - her parents on the other hand had neither. Noting that there child might make a good meal ticket the quickly got her into being a child model for clothes and the occasional advert - quick to blame her if she didn't get the part and pulling her out of school for interviews at a moments notice. Her earnings went to fund their hobbies, some innocent holidays but there were partial to some drugs also. At the age of ten she was found high in her school on a small quantity of pcp - she was hallucinating about monsters all around her. Her parents managed to blame an agent for supplying the drug, but noting the media coverage they merely used it to further her career after a stint in a cheap rehab center. By all right she should have had a mental breakdown and ended up a junkie by her teens, instead she in one of what became her many trips to centers she met a Sister who introduced her to God and virtue, it wasn't long that she became infatuated with the only adult she had met who treated her well - and with that came her secret shame as the church frowned on such feelings. She stopped the drugs and drinking immediately and when her parents got angry and threatened her she moved for independence and won such at court. Having a stipend from royalties from items she had worked on that had worked out well she was able to be financially independent, and while she gave a reasonable amount of her earnings to the church that had cared for her it still came to her monthly - it wasn't long after that she took her religious orders. Nowadays between time in the order, and assisting charities she continues to struggle with her feelings constantly, and worries about the occasional lapses she has and how good they feel.
Thread: The Corruption Of An Angel [jjfanrb x Tulip]

Leena scanned the faces of the holy soldiers. Some she recognized, they did not attempt to lock eyes with her. She hated them for it. I made one of the greatest sacrifices and yet they cannot even spare me a glance , she thought. They knew she was long gone to them. Her stoic gaze settled on one she did not know, and he looked back at her. She could feel the curiousity in him, she yearned to give him answers and the painful truth. She whispered his location to her dark lord with glee, then choas consumed her vision. His speed was impressive, but before they knew it the battle was over. She stepped towards her gift as the beasts and flames retreated. He was crouched before the ashes that were all that was left of his comrades. He stood straight as she came towards him. She feigned a look of worry on her face. He had a tight grip on his weapon. Within arms length she slowly raised a hand towards him, and gestured to him to take it. I tried as hard as I could to spare all of you, but I was allowed only to save one. For that I am truly sorry His grip loosened on his weapon as they locked eyes. She could sense his insecurity, perhaps he could see through her. She stepped forward and raised her hand now to his face. Once her skin touched his a flash of his earthly memories flooded both of them. Then, for him, was darkness. He fell before her. Two guards lifted him up. She turned and walked away as they followed. ------------ A day had passed since he had been locked away in a pitch dark room. Leena had explored the memory glimpses thoroughly to find his weakest spot. This ability was a gift that was given to her early on in hell. With a single touch of any soul that set foot in hell she was able to unlock memories. With those memories she could cloak her appearance in the eye of the victim to be whoever she wanted. At first this was demanded of her as a way to corrupt her innocence. Many who came to hell truly deserved it. Their memories at first were repulsive to her and would weigh heavy on her soul. Over time it no longer bothered her though, and she began to enjoy the act of breaking them down pretending to be a loved one in extreme agony or sorrow. Leena approached the door and before entering, cloaked her appearance to look like his girlfriend, his first love. Soft light poured into the room. Leena made sure to act shaken, and approached the man, who she now knew as William, tenderly. It's me she said. We must be quiet, I've come to rescue you. His armor and sword had been removed and put away in the treasury. He sat before her, wings shackled. His hands were bound to his feet by short chains. She unlocked everything but his wings with shivering hands. Pretending to be unsteady and weak was hard for her, but the excitement of playing with her guest helped her keep trembling. It had been a long time since she had any real fun. Helping him up she finally looked at his face. She expected to see only confusion but the way he looked at her made her falter for a moment.
Thread: The Corruption Of An Angel [jjfanrb x Tulip]

He turned to face the one responsible for holding him back. The woman. He grabbed his sword when she approached him straightened up his stance and got ready to draw. I tried as hard as I could to spare all of you, but I was allowed only to save one. For that I am truly sorry she said with a look of worry on her face. What was this demon witch up to? He looked over to find Lucifer on his throne laughing, face covered in blood, and the severed head of captain Henry on a pike next to him. He looked back to the woman when he felt her soft tough on his arm. He felt a weird sensation and looked into her eyes. She was evil. But he sensed some good left. A small sliver. He could not think on the matter further though before darkness crept up on him. Time passed in small patches of memory for god knew how long. Most of the time he couldn't tell from fantasy or reality. The shadows in the cell played tricks on his vision has he began to come out of the crazed state of mind he was in. Blood ran down the side of his face where a small cut on his temple ached in pain. He was immortal. They had all been immortal yet he was the only one left. A tear left his eye as he wept for the fallen. He should have saved her. He had almost gotten to her in time. He was broken from his thoughts by the heavy metal door of the cell unlocking and then creaking open. Who he saw standing there must have been another trick. Christina? He asked in bewilderment as she approached him in glowing light. She spoke to him in hushed tones but he could hear no words only her soft lips moving. They must have some sort of spell on him. To keep him in this weakened state. He struggled against the bonds in earnest causing them to dig into his wrist and cut them. She hushed him with more silent words and nervously unclasped the chains binding him to the walls and ceiling. His armor was gone. His swords was gone. His wings were almost certainly broken and clasped. How.how are you he could not finish the statement though. He fell to the ground weak and helpless and grasped at her dress. You must leave! He said through a raw throat This is no place for you! They will kill you if they find you here! He stood up with great effort and looked past her towards the open cell door. She put a finger on his lips and silenced him with a kiss. He was torn. It felt like her but it had to be impossible. He moaned into the kiss and her soft lips were like velvet compared to his own. He broke the kiss and looked down at her. We must escape.
Thread: The Corruption Of An Angel [jjfanrb x Tulip]

His lips were softer than she had expected. He was still so fresh, the sweet sent of heaven was in his breath. His urgency made her feel alive. She grabbed his hand tightly. I know a way, she spoke confidently. She pulled him out of the darkness and into the hall lit by fire. They past cell after cell, each with a weeping or screaming victim inside. She wondered how long it would take to break him, how long he would have any desire to escape. She hoped it would be a good time. In front of a door, she turned to him. She manipulated her image, her eyes now fading to a dull grey. What's happening, she moaned,I can't see you, William, help me she cried. Guards opened the door from the other side and pulled her away from him before slamming them closed in his face. She screamed as blood curdling of a scream she could manage. Laughter welled up inside of her but she fought it. She locked the heavy doors. He was left alone again, unbound by physical chains now, and only the sounds of tortured souls in the other cells to keep him company. It would be another day before she would return. She found him back inside the darkness of his original holding. She supposed it was quieter in here, she remembered when she first arrived, she would always seek quiet places too. This time she appeared to him as his mother. It's ok son, it's going to be ok, she spoke. She placed both hands on his cheeks, lifting his head, she kissed him, passionately, then fervently. At last when he pushed her away she could not hold back the laughter. Her grin matched the wickedness of the devil as she removed her cloak and appeared as she was. An angel with unmatched beauty. She stood looking down at him. You're coming with me boy. You look disgraceful, your mother would be disappointed. She chuckled and pulled him up by his forearm, her nails sharply pressed. Four guards met them at the main door. She released him and led the group to her chambers. Maids had already filled the deep and wide rectangular bath with hot water. She dropped her gown and motioned for the guards to undress him then leave the room. As they did so, she stepped into the bath. Come, get clean. The doors closed, the two of them were alone. She was interested to see what he would do. She arrived in hell as a saintly soul as well, she remembered. It took some time to break her. The devil would often bathe her gently just when she was at her breaking point. Her lust revived over time, and that alone broke her. The first time she actually enjoyed His touch was the end of any hope of returning to God.
Thread: The Corruption Of An Angel [jjfanrb x Tulip]

He followed her out into the dungeon and when he saw no guards he was hopeful for escape. He felt it go away when he saw her eyes go grey and the door out opened and she was pulled into it. No! He cried as he heard her screams on the other side. I will kill you all! He banged on the door wit futile effort and when he heard door lock he knew it he was done for. Two pairs of demon hands grabbed him and dragged him back into his cell and that door was shut and locked as well. He retreated into his thoughts as he stared around the black cell. The constant waves of moans and cried of the other prisoners was interrupted by the click of the lock as...his mother appeared? Mother.how- It's ok son, it's going to be ok, she cut him off and placed both hands on his cheeks. He had no warning but before he could say anything her lips were on his and it want a motherly kiss. That ping of lust came back. A stirring in his loins as small as a pinprick. He quickly gathered his senses and pushed her soft lip off of his. He opened his eyes and saw his mother change into the demon witch who had put him here. You. he growled and moved to grab at her throat as she laughed. At the last moment she grabbed his forearm. He was so slow in this state and weak. You're coming with me boy. You look disgraceful, your mother would be disappointed. He said as she pulled him along behind her. They traveled through a great many passages and staircases until they came a room. Once inside he knew it has to be her lair. It was filled with red and black plush furniture and a bed to fit a queen. He was pushed into the bathroom and told stand while the guards undressed him. He had not eaten in days but immortals did not need to eat to survive and his body was lean and cut with muscle. It was getting quite steamy as she drew a bath and undressed herself. He forced himself not to stare at her creamy skin, smooth and perfect, or her round globes that stood firm on her chest and her heart shaped ass as she bent over to take off her panties. It was only after she stepped into the steaming water and told him to get in did he realize he had been staring at her despite his efforts. I think not demon. I am a man of god and will not be tempted with such witchery and foul doing. He stared straight ahead at the wall as he said this making sure not to look at her. He was aware that he was filthy, as dirt and grime had collected in his golden hair and un-scarred skin but he would not give in to temptation. He was surprised that he had managed to keep his cock flaccid and hung 5 inches down his thigh despite her beauty and sultry aura. He could feel her heat, her sex and lust radiated through the air even though he stood an arm's length away from her. This was a dangerous woman for sure.
Thread: The Corruption Of An Angel [jjfanrb x Tulip]

Leena sat in the bath, adjusting her locked wings behind her. Their chains clattered against the side, the sound echoed in the large washroom. Her eyes on his, You are no different than I, you are no spirit of God. Down here your only hope is the Dark Lord, you are in his favor that you did not end up with your head on a pike as well. She lowered her eyes to admire his body. I too resisted lustful sensations upon arrival, but with time you will come to be grateful for the pleasure, the anticipation, the release she stroked the top of her buoyant breasts with her fingertips. You will not be permitted to leave until you are clean she said sternly. She manipulated his vision once more to have her appear as his beloved from earth, but with grey lifeless eyes. Does this make it easier for you to approach me?
Thread: The Corruption Of An Angel [jjfanrb x Tulip]

He glanced over for only a second to look her in the eyes and that was too much. He felt the heat of her gaze as she brushed her hands over her breasts. The power of her voice was present as she tried to justify her position in hell. He couldn't hold back the chuckle that came out when she talked of his head on a spike and turned and faced her. I would rather my head be on a spike than have to live with you. I should have died out there in that hall! He yelled and pointed to the door. Instead I'm trapped here with you. He saw her change her form and it was Christina. But her eyes were dead. Does this make it easier for you to approach me? She said in an innocent voice that belonged to his mortal love. He put on a slight smile and crossed his arms. You forget that i don't care about my mortal relationships as i once did. They will meet in the afterlife one day but until then i can see right through your sick illusions. He stared at her intently and to his surprise he felt a little stronger than he had since he had been captured. Whatever they had done to him must be wearing off as he felt a small sliver of his former power come through the abyss. You will never break me. God's strength will prevail in the end. Your lord is nothing compared to mine. So you will have to try harder if you wish to make me believe your wicked illusions. The truth was it really did torture him but he could not let her see his heart's pain or desire. And what was more messed up is he desired her true form more than Christina. He knew he had to keep these dark thoughts away from her watchful eyes so he did his best to keep his face clean of them.
Thread: The Corruption Of An Angel [jjfanrb x Tulip]

His anger made her heart beat harder and her thighs quiver. She dropped her image back to reality after listening intently to what he said. If he didn't like her 'wicked illusions' she would try other games. She slowly laid back into the water. Her eyes closed as she became fully submerged. Water filled her lungs as she intentionally took it in. She had to fight her instinct to sit up. Drowning was a regular form of torture she endured long ago when the devil thought she needed time to cool down. Could he stand there and watch her drown? Her body convulsed, craving air, the water splashing all around her. She kept attempting to exhale and inhale liquid into her burning lungs until finally, her consciousness drifted into darkness and her body stilled.
Thread: The Corruption Of An Angel [jjfanrb x Tulip]

At first he was confused. What was her goal in pretending that she would drown herself. He stood still for as the minutes went by watching her convulse and slowly die. Why should he save her? She would let him die without a moment's thought he was sure. Besides, she was probably just messing with him again, messing with his feelings and morality. He looked down and saw that she had stopped moving completely. Oh for gods sakes. He muttered and lept in the tub splashing the water about and picking her up with both hands. She was surprisingly light and her skin was soft. He lay her gently on the black tile floor and kneeled over her still body. He placed both hands on top of one another on her chest in the crevice between her perfect breasts. He began pushing the wanter of of her lungs and when she still did not move he put his lips to hers and gave her lungs his own air. Her lips were just as soft as the last time he kissed her. He really hoped this worked because he didn't want lucifer to connect him to her death if she died. Come on wake up. He whispered and lowered his mouth to hers again.
Thread: The Corruption Of An Angel [jjfanrb x Tulip]

Having been drowned many times, Leena embraced the darkness that came like sleep. Waking up was the hardest part, waking up to hell over and over again every time. As much as she came to accept her eternal existence here, even enjoying many perks, she still loathed the place. In hell, once a body was removed from the water, the water trapped inside would simply disappear, reviving the victim, allowing them to be submerged again and again. This time waking up was a welcome sensation. She laid still as he pressed his hands down and then breathed into her. As his lips came to hers once more she placed a hand over his in the center of her chest, wrapped the other arm around him and pulled him into a kiss. Her tongue brushed his bottom lip, the taste rose a fire inside of her, she craved more. She exhaled from her nose and inhaled his breath through her mouth, parting their lips more, she slipped her tongue in enough to lick his teeth. She had no intention of letting him go, she gripped the hand she held tightly, and pressed her nails of the other hand into the flesh of his back. She lifted her head off the floor enough to kiss him more firmly.
Thread: The Corruption Of An Angel [jjfanrb x Tulip]

William had never felt a rush of passion such as this. Her kiss was a surprise at first and unwanted. He tried to pull away but when her nails dug into his muscular back and her wet lips meshed with his own he knew he could not resist. When her tongue touched his he began to kiss back, moving with her kiss and moved the hand that wasn't trapped against her chest around to hold her head, her silk hair now mingled with his fingers. She smelled of some deadly exotic flower and it began to penetrate his wall he had built, the proof was his now hard member brushing against her thigh as he knelt over her laying form. Then, in a sudden rush his sense of duty and commitment came crashing through his head. He pulled away, breaking the kiss to look into her eyes. This can't happen. I am bound to heaven. He said frantically through quick breaths and made a move to get up. William could not however, because his hand was still trapped in the crevice of her breasts. He should not have gotten aroused. It was not possible for an angel to have lustful thoughts..yet here he was, hard as a rock and wishing for more. You are making me do things i shouldn't