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Thread: The Cure (Sano and Marie)

Complying with her orders the massive Tal-Vashoth made himself cozy, vision fixated on her uniquely curvaceous body toppled with muscles few could dare mimic only heightening the beauty behind it as Sojan found his brutish form pressed on the wall of the cavern of the deep roads. Almost crammed between his legs she resurfaced, catching her gaze converge onto his crotch perhaps graciously unlike potential suitors. Basked in the negativity, everything rewind the moment her irriguous tongue measured his length. A leisurely trailing of her tongue ascending from his cumbersome tentacles throughout each inch of his curvilinear cock. Titillating and ripe of curiosity leveled with anxiousness, Sojan shivered excitedly only inquiring how much more invigorating things would get. Impelling the giant with lips gorging onto the mushroom head, struggling to fight off a hurried moan at this remarkable occurrence amidst the backyard of the Darkspawn legions. Drafting how he ever repay this magnificent individual, only a perverse smile revealed how he might eventually with hushed whispers of the sexual reputation of the Warden Commander. Touching her felt instinctive, lust awakened by her generous display of foreplay. Leaning back he admired her work, awaiting suggestions for although willing he was too inexperience to tackle this task ignorantly. Notified on the hardship with her lips parting to fit just his tip, lewd thoughts were recollected in his fantasies of women sharing him.
Thread: The Cure (Sano and Marie)

Lillith went at her task eagerly, he would let him reciprocate once she had let him feel like a normal man for once. She knew most women wouldn't give his cock a second glance before completely ruling out even putting their lips near it. She was going to do what she could to remedy that, as much as she could anyway. She worked her lips over a good six inches of his cock before it just became too much. Normally she would've been able to take much more, but his girth was preventing it. She had to pull back panting softly. Smiling up at him. Before moving back down and sinking her lips over his cock again.
Thread: "Tricked" by an Evil Old Man (a true story of a life experience, turned roleplay)

RE BlueEyedAngel's starter thread Still a work in progress to put it lightly. If anybody has any advice for me I'd very much appreciate it!
Thread: "Tricked" by an Evil Old Man (a true story of a life experience, turned roleplay)

RE BlueEyedAngel's starter thread With the help of two amazing helpers I should have some progress on this a little later on
Thread: "Tricked" by an Evil Old Man (a true story of a life experience, turned roleplay)

RE BlueEyedAngel's starter thread More help has come my way, so thanks for that and I'll definitely be posting more stuff on here tonight.
Thread: "Tricked" by an Evil Old Man (a true story of a life experience, turned roleplay)

RE BlueEyedAngel's starter thread - one plot added Finally, some plots! Plot one was semi-stolen sorry if that's disallowed, but its my own modification of the plot that inspired me to sign up, and plot two is a full original of my own making. We'll see how these do
Thread: "Tricked" by an Evil Old Man (a true story of a life experience, turned roleplay)

RE BlueEyedAngel's starter thread - two plots added Working out roughly 2 or 3 plots to add to this either later on today or sometime tomorrow
Thread: "Tricked" by an Evil Old Man (a true story of a life experience, turned roleplay)

RE BlueEyedAngel's starter thread - two plots added Bringing up my post
Thread: "Tricked" by an Evil Old Man (a true story of a life experience, turned roleplay)

RE BlueEyedAngel's starter thread - two plots added Love the attention and detail you're putting into the plots. None of these were really my cup of tea, but if they were, I'm sure I'd have a ball writing them with you Just wanted to say that. Enjoy your day! or evening... or afternoon...
Thread: "Tricked" by an Evil Old Man (a true story of a life experience, turned roleplay)

RE BlueEyedAngel's starter thread - two plots added Well thanks I have tons of plots that I just haven't had the time to put into the thread yet
Thread: "Tricked" by an Evil Old Man (a true story of a life experience, turned roleplay)

RE BlueEyedAngel's starter thread - two plots added Hi all
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RE BlueEyedAngel's starter thread - I SWEAR I'll add a few more plots tonight Again...
Thread: "Tricked" by an Evil Old Man (a true story of a life experience, turned roleplay)

RE BlueEyedAngel's starter thread - Plot Added still in progress Updated somewhat
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RE BlueEyedAngel's starter thread - FxF Plot Added FxF Plot added
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RE BlueEyedAngel's starter thread - FxF Plot Added Back again
Thread: "Tricked" by an Evil Old Man (a true story of a life experience, turned roleplay)

RE BlueEyedAngel's starter thread - FxF Plot Added Will update either tomorrow night or the following night.
Thread: "Tricked" by an Evil Old Man (a true story of a life experience, turned roleplay)

RE BlueEyedAngel's Request Thread - FxF Plot Added Back again, will add a new plot later on today and am totally looking for suggestions on how to improve my thread.
Thread: "Tricked" by an Evil Old Man (a true story of a life experience, turned roleplay)

RE BlueEyedAngel's Request Thread - FxF Plot Added Back again
Thread: "Tricked" by an Evil Old Man (a true story of a life experience, turned roleplay)

RE BlueEyedAngel's Request Thread - FxF Plot Added Giving it another try before the holidays lol
Thread: "Tricked" by an Evil Old Man (a true story of a life experience, turned roleplay)

RE BlueEyedAngel's Request Thread cheating GF craving I have a handful of plots I'll be adding later on tonight
Thread: "Tricked" by an Evil Old Man (a true story of a life experience, turned roleplay)

RE BlueEyedAngel's Request Thread age gap andor raceplay craving Haven't added the plots yet, but soon... maybe by end of the week.
Thread: "Tricked" by an Evil Old Man (a true story of a life experience, turned roleplay)

RE BlueEyedAngel's Request Thread age gap andor raceplay craving Giving this another go. New ideas don't seem too popular.
Thread: "Tricked" by an Evil Old Man (a true story of a life experience, turned roleplay)

RE BlueEyedAngel's Request Thread age gap andor raceplay craving Hey everyone
Thread: "Tricked" by an Evil Old Man (a true story of a life experience, turned roleplay)

RE BlueEyedAngel's Request Thread age gap andor raceplay craving Adding a plot later, but open to any one of these as well
Thread: "Tricked" by an Evil Old Man (a true story of a life experience, turned roleplay)

RE BlueEyedAngel's Request Thread age gap andor raceplay craving The plot I will be adding at some point soon is only about halfway worked out, but you're free to ask about it
Thread: "Tricked" by an Evil Old Man (a true story of a life experience, turned roleplay)

RE BlueEyedAngel's Request Thread age gap andor raceplay craving Anybody?
Thread: || Cell Block C ||

Hallway Tags no one Nysali Danallis preferred when the guards called her Nysa. Actually...she preferred when they called her kitten, baby, goddess, and many more enticingly sexual names. There were few names she hadn't heard in her lifetime, although she couldn't say she enjoyed them all. The redheaded beauty was a siren of 230 years, although none could say she looked a day past 23. And she'd never admit to being any older. Nysa had been in this facility for what felt like years, but could have only been a handful of months. The doctors, nurses and security guards knew her well. She was one of the few patients actually diagnosed with a mental problem. Sex addiction. Like that was a thing. So what that Nysa loved sex, or that she'd been caught numerous times stuffing herself with some guards cock, or with her head between a nurse's legs? It was all in good fun, and she wasn't hurting anyone. Quite the contrary in fact, she never left a single partner unsatisfied. But a few of the doctors had it out for her, calling her...a nuisance. Dr. Hans Funer seemed to think that, but he just had a stick up his ass, and if he got a taste of what she had under this stale grey patient uniform everyone was required to wear he probably wouldn't be complaining. Hey sugar, she purred, dancing down the Cell Block C hall towards the security guard on duty, one she hadn't seen before, Don't shoot me, I promise to be a good girl. I'm just looking for some fun. Are any of these kids in time out looking for a little action? Pent up anger need to be released? I don't mind suppling...for a fee.
Thread: || Cell Block C ||

RE Eternal Peaks Psychiatric Institution Cell Block C Hallway Tags no one The guard remains muted, most likely told not to engage with her. Newbie. They all got told that and they all eventually broke. Fine, she shrugged, I'll go play elsewhere. Goodness knows Funer would be pissy if he found me down here. Turning to head out she's stopped by two guards busy getting a patient out of his cell. Standing with a hand on her hip she watches - and listens - to their conversation, smiling at how sarcastic the man in the straight jacket was. Where you taking him? she asks as one guard leads him to the elevator, the other turning and halting her movements to follow. Orientation day, we got some new blood and this kid has to retake it. Why are you down here Nysa? Playing hide and seek with Dr. Funer, she winked, Mind if I join silver hair there with his little trip up to Cell Block B? I promise I'll behave. You never do though, his gun is still cocked and ready in case she has plans to attack, which by now Nysa knows better. She also knows better than to use her powers. As a siren, she could easily trance all these men under her spell with one word in her honey sweet voice, thick with power. But it was severly banned, and any instance of breaking that ban would immediatly throw her in what she called the Box. And Nysa dispised the damn torture instrument, never wanting in that thing again. So she played nice, keeping her voice smooth but unenchanted. No games, she promised, I'll just ride up to Cell Block A. Just let her ride, the other guard sighed, We are running behind to deliver this punk. Maybe we can sick her on him and he'll behave. Oh boys, she rolled her eyes, You gotta get permission from the big boss to use my gifts. Otherwise its off to the cell I go. She stepped into the elevator with them, riding it to the next floor...
Thread: || Cell Block C ||

RE Eternal Peaks Psychiatric Institution Cell Block C Cell Block C Jakob leaves the elevator, approaching the group of doctors in hoods and large goggles huddled around a small cell, the window completely polarized as if trying to prevent people from looking in. He approaches the group and waves at them, they disarm him, removing his cord and weapon, holding on to it. Another doctor approaches him, wearing the same getup. Well soldier, we're here to offer you a raise.. For an experiment, we don't want to lose any more staff to this gorgon, so we want you to test new lightweight goggles that will.. Probably prevent her from killing you. He explains. But we also don't want you killing her.. So you'll be going in, if you survive you get a pay raise.. And if you die, well, you'll make a garden gnome for her. He explains before handing Jakob the goggles. Much like his ballistic glasses which he is forced to remove these goggles fit snuggly to his face. He is forced to remove his helmet, glasses, and chest carrier, which he leaves by the door with his gun, the doctors promising to watch them as to not lose them. He adjusts the goggles before walking into the room, the door shuts behind him and is locked from the outside. Hello? He asks, the room is dark and is not lit, he can't really seem to see around him. Stone lady, I'm not here to hurt you.. So don't try anything.. Please.. He says while approaching the center of the room, looking around for any signs of the Gorgon the doctors had told him about.
Thread: || Cell Block C ||

RE Eternal Peaks Psychiatric Institution Cell Block C Cell block C The walls were cool to the touch. The cement deeply grooved from the woman's unruly talons, even with the lack of light anyone could see the marks moved in a circle, like an impatient cat waiting to be released for many years. Teya had stopped in a corner, listening to their ignorant chatter. They had summoned a new toy for her. A male one too. Oh... this will be fun. Teya sunk further into her corner, allowing the shadows to swallow her up, her slitted eyes darkening in color. It hadn't been long before he had arrived. His heart pounding unreasonably in his chest, her little mouse to play with before she could get down to the very base of her nature. She opened her mouth, her words the delectable taste of sweet sex, an orgasmic sound to the male gender. Oh honey... how'd you find yourself in here? She moaned, Teyas voice bouncing off the walls to help conceal her within the chamber.
Thread: || Cell Block C ||

RE Eternal Peaks Psychiatric Institution Cell Block C The moment he hears her voice he wishes they had issued him a gun. He looks around, eyes darting through the shadows to search for the Gorgon. It's my job to be here.. Apparently. He says as he takes a tentative step forward, his boot finding purchase on the marked cement floor. I gotta be in here for an hour.. So let's just make this easy. He says, his every fiber wanting to stop ignoring the noises this Gorgon was making, but his mind knows it could be his bitter end. Let's talk this out, why do you enjoy killing humans? He asks while swiveling his head around, taking another step to his left, as if trying to track the Gorgon. No more games, show yourself. He says. I'm not here to experiment on you, or hurt you, you have nothing to worry about. He says, still feeling insecure. He takes his dominant left hand, pressing it against the side of the goggles to make sure nobody could take them off, he was not keen on becoming a stone statue.
Thread: || Cell Block C ||

RE Eternal Peaks Psychiatric Institution Cell Block C Location Cell block C Kaige Mayfair The temperature in the room was 104 degrees. A light sheen of sweat covered her forehead, matting her red hair to her skin as she smiled staring at the wall. Come on, she thought. Burn. Everything burns. Kaige starred intently at the wall, waiting, watching for the smallest of signs. A light trail of smoke began to appear among the charred wall. Her smile grew more sinister as she stepped closer to it. Burn. Burn. The smoke grew darker. White was replaced with a dark black as the scent became more prevalent. She was sure this was going to be the time. All the other times, it had happened before now. They had told her it was impossible for her to escape to her cell, but Kaige never stopped trying. Her walls bore the marks from several attempts. Her fires growing hotter, scorching the walls, searing them, taking the paint from it, but it always happened. Life, as she had come to think of it. Kaige was convinced the walls were alive, and they fought back. Of course deep down she knew it had to be some kind of technology her hellish captors had invented simply to contain her. Good. They better keep me contained, she had thought. Ill burn em all. Ill burn em and this hell hole to the ground. Her smile growing even more, she was certain escape would be within her reach, but then it happened. The smoke extinguished, and the wall remained. The only trace of her latest efforts was a tiny hole in the wall. Gritting her teeth, her smile became snarl. The temperature in her room began to subside, and Kaige stepped closer to the wall, inspecting the wall. Next time.
Thread: || Cell Block C ||

RE Eternal Peaks Psychiatric Institution Cell Block C Cell block C His pulse quickened further, the panic subtly sinking into his tone whilst his body nervously edged forward. Yet as he continued to preach on, a cynical and bone shatteringly dark laugh haunted the room. But you chose this job. This is where you've chosen to put yourself... what a pity. She breathed, the air almost seeming to thicken as the gorgon probed onwards. She tasted his words silently, revealing in the man's on going nerves. Well this is easy you see... we're only just talking... The words almost seemed to echo further more, becoming almost entrancing. I don't kill... I give you all a world that you so desperately wish for. Her soothing words stilled the chamber, allowing only his breath to echo. Teya moved like air through the room with an overlooking deathly grace. Claws gently sweeping his back as she moved, disappearing again within another corner. They all say that. Every last one of your kind. Her words hissed, a darkened fog rolling across the concrete floor. But your kind is all one in the ssssame.
Thread: || Cell Block C ||

Yeah, I didn't choose this job thinking I would be guarding a bunch of crazy people. He says while looking around him. I figured I'd be protecting an oil rig or my country or whatever, but this is not where I want to be. He says. Unfortunately I have a contract binding me here for awhile. He explains. None of us want to be dead, Teya. He says, using the Gorgons name to try to put her off. His heart starts beating faster, he tries to calm himself but the simple fact is that this Gorgon is terrifying. He hears the echoes of his shallowing breath, the way his heart beat starts to calm and then jumps up another tempo because of this gorgon. When her claws touch his back he makes his way to a corner, pressing his back against it before slowly sliding down the wall, holding his head in his hands. What am I doing here..? He groans to himself. He looks up, his eyes starting to adjust to the dark. Why do you play these games? You know you're scaring me, do you enjoy that? Frightening someone you've never met but assume to be bad? He asks. The difference between me and the others you met is that I'm not a doctor, lady. He says, his head still turning to look around for the cheeky gorgon who was toying with his mind.
Thread: || Cell Block C ||

Cell block C The gorgons cynical laugh almost deepened as the pathetic creature continued on with his story, trying to bring her out of her element and ruin her fun. A contract does not bind your life, just your soul Her voice purred, becoming smoother with each passing moment. I could fix that for you Take it all away and give you joy The blonde heard his attempt to connect with her using her name as almost leverage. Shhhh Jakob. For its not death you seek Just peace. As she spoke, the gorgon moved around the room again, inspecting him, watching him with keen eyes. Luckily in this light, the snake-like woman could still see. Of course her vision was more of a dull-puke colored green. Let me give you the peace you seek Jakob Let me iiinnnn. The seconds ticked by. The humans mind beginning to give to her whim. I dont play gamesssss. Your kind is all the same. Much like the wolves, the blood hungry and the like around. They all say the same. No one is special. Doctor or not. Teyas seductive voice hissed, still echoing around the room while the man seemed to sink further into himself.
Thread: || Cell Block C ||

Cell Block C Jakob grinds his teeth together lightly, this one was starting to get to him. Yeah sure, try to give me 'peace' lady. He says while continuing to look around, one hand still pressed to his goggles. I guess I'm here for an experiment, but it's on me, I get paid more if this works. He explains while looking around, his eyes having finally adjusted. He spots her, but doesn't make any indication that he has. So why don't you do that thing with your eyes that makes garden gnomes and statues. He says, his fist clenching, his mind is in full panic mode, but he is trying to calm himself down, taking deeper breaths and trying to focus on something else. But the gorgon is making it damn hard on him. He's trying to be honest with the patient, though it doesn't seem like she believed him though most of what he says is indeed the truth. So I'm assuming that turning me to stone will also give me joy. He scoffs, his heart rate starts to slow a little, he steps out of his corner, pacing back to the center of the room. He keeps his hand pressed to his goggles, afraid that she will try to take them off. Trust me lady, I know this is all just a big game for you, cat and mouse, but I'm not afraid of looking death in the eye any more, so try me. He says while looking straight at the Gorgon. Yeah, funny thing about human vision is we get used to the light after a little while, and unfortunately for you that means I can see you now, nothing to be afraid of. He says. I have a fear of what I can't see, but now that you're something I can see, I clearly see that you're a harmless lady. He says, taking a step towards her. Fifty minutes to go lady, you gonna give me peace and joy, or what?
Thread: || Cell Block C ||

Deep within the halls of Cell Block C. The cells in Cell Block C weren't nice to start with, but Jay's cell is by far the worst. There is nothing in the cell other than a large metal block, a head sticks out from it, covered in a metal mask that keeps his mouth closed, a pair of blacked-out ballistic glasses cover his eyes and he cannot move. On the inside of this cube, his arms and legs are restrained in such a position that he is unable to even flex the large muscles on his body. Proof of his strength and fierceness surrounds him, the blood surrounding his cube is a dark red, but it is not his blood. His eyes, much like his hair are jet black, if looked straight into it would seem that he is staring straight into your soul. As he awakens he looks around him, doctors stand and study, occasionally poking and prodding him with needles. One of them makes the mistake of opening the cube, in an instant Jay is thrashing, screaming at the top of his lungs, one of the doctors had mistakenly not worn ear protection, blood runs from his ear drums before he is escorted out by a security guard. A shot is injected into him and he goes unconcious. He wakes later to silence, on the floor and out of the cube. A tray of food sits in front of him, which he eats quickly before standing, looking around at his padded cell. He knows that they are watching but he doesn't care. He leans against the wall before calling out. I would like a therapist!
Thread: || Cell Block C ||

Name Rupinder Rupi Vera Location Cell Block C Tag Jay, open. Arriving from Cell Block B post 7 Rupi strode swiftly through the hall the moment the elevator doors slid apart. Her body bristled with anxiety as she came to the Cell, where she had received a call for a therapeutic audience. She had every right to feel worried and concerned, for the patient within was the least human of them all. Everything about this patient was dangerous. Just his stare could kill someone. His voice, deadly. It was only by the unfortunate circumstance of being the Head of Psychology that Rupi had to attend to this patient. If it were up to her, she would never go near him. Even a vampire such her could know fear. She came outside the room, where several guards were standing with grim expressions. These were certainly harder men than the incompetent fools in Block B. Safeties on their weapons were off. Fingers always hovered near the trigger guard. They stood silently and still, ready for action. No one was going to take any chances with the creature inside, and neither was Rupi. With a deep sigh, she stepped up to a small pad next to the doorway, clicking a button to establish a link with a microphone inside. They could hear the demon calling out to them. No way was Rupi going to go inside unless it was absolutely necessary. Yes, patient? You called for a therapist? What is on your mind? Rupi asked, after gathering her composure. She watched the giant of a man inside on a nearby monitor, wondering why a demon would have need of a therapist anyways.