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Thread: Jay's Interests

Bumping for some celeb based smut
Thread: Jay's Interests

On Discord, come say hello! jayking1917 2131
Thread: Jay's Interests

Any Jenna Fischer fans out there?
Thread: Jay's Interests

Would love something smutty and short term today, find me on Discord or here. Got some celebs in mind, original roles are more than welcome too though.
Thread: Jay's Interests

Anyone see the Met Gala looks? Ripe for an RP in my opinion. Would also do a slice of life with adulterycheating wifeMILF aspects. Let's chat! On DiscordYIM now....
Thread: Jay's Interests

Bump for this rainy Saturday
Thread: Jay's Interests

Bumping for celeb play, or some adultery themed slice of life. Any sort of pairing that shouldn't be together but can't resist the temptation. PM here or on Discord!
Thread: Assigning sorting rules to pms

I was thinking, would it be possible to enact some kind of pm rules setting option that could send pms to different folders besides the inbox? For example, If I got a pm from a user, the pm would go directly into a pre-set folder dedicated to pms from that user that to a rule that says something along the lines of, If message is from insert user name, put into Insert Folder name. It was in the settings set up on a site I was on. It was very helpful and I'm wondering if it would be useful here on blue moon.
Thread: Assigning sorting rules to pms

I don't know if that's something that can be added - the admins will have to address that, but I just wanted to say that you can currently create PM folders aside from the inbox but you'll have to manually move your messages there. Not sure if that's helpful or if you already knew lol
Thread: Assigning sorting rules to pms

The issue with creating filters is that sometimes things will get moved because they hit a filter that doesn't apply. It's constantly happening to me with my personal email to the point I stopped using them.
Thread: Assigning sorting rules to pms

Already knew that and have done it, Fruit. I was just thinking that having something like that might streamline keeping pms together and finding them for people.
Thread: Grand Quest (Sharub & Kosmik_Khaos

In spite of the far off look in his eyes, Zoroail was actively watching everything in his field of vision, Amalthea included. She was the most animate thing in his field of vision so his focus was pulled mainly to her. Unblinking he watched her, studied her, like he did with most everything else he came across. His natural curiosity of how things worked, moved, reacted and influenced the world around them didn't allow him to look away. He studied her face as she ate, the way the muscles in her jaw worked just under the skin as she chewed. How her legs supported her body and the way she took each step, watching the muscles loosen and constrict to balance herself. The way she moved her hands over her legs to massage the muscles, how the tendons moved to control her fingers. Without thinking about it Zoroail was learning the way she moved and was constructing ways to react to those movements. After all the years he spent in this field of work and the years before training his body and mind to handle this job he unconsciously sized up everything he saw so that he could better understand it to better protect himself or others from it if it became a threat. He knew she wasn't a threat to him but that still didn't stop him from doing this, he did it to everyone, every time he came into contact with them, even Ailduin, his oldest friend. When she knelt down to rub her ankles he was given the sight of even more of her exposed body as the apron hung low uncovering even more of her to the world. She really would need to get something better to wear if she wanted to keep her modesty. The view however was slightly obscured and he didn't see the full flash of her chest from his vantage point, but he was given a decent view of the curve of her rear from how she was positioned. Somewhere in the back of his mind he found himself admiring the view. Her reaction to noticing the exposure removed all questions and doubts from his mind. She was duped into wearing that exposing garment by some lecherous man who knew a girl from a small village would listen to him if he told her it was appropriate clothing for the area. When she finally came to lean on the wagon near him he blinked and looked up at her from his spot on the ground. Take a seat and relax. He said his voice still hard but somehow not as sharp as it usually was. Since I am to be working with you and helping keep you alive tell me about your skills. What do you know as a Shaman? His eyes stayed on her intently as he waited for her answer. If he was to protect her from herself and the world at large on this mission he needed to know what he was working with. What she could do to help him help her.
Thread: Grand Quest (Sharub & Kosmik_Khaos

Amalthea leaned her body against the darksteel chart, her hands, on her back, casually touching the large and cold object, enjoying the difference from it to the warmth of senses of the plateau in front of her, thinking to her legs, imagining the tiredness she've accumulated that morning to disappear. His voice sounded in her ears like the same cold and dark steel her hands were touching and almost making her to gasp, making his voice to sound like a commanding order even if led by a genuine suggestion for the mare. Amalthea begun to lean forward, just to make enough room for her to sit nearby, but the realization soon sparkled in her head ...no..., whispered her, knowing that to sit like that would show the man nearby something he shouldn't see. Mumbling for an instant, she preferred to slowly and elegantly place her knees on the ground, feeling the fresh grass brushing her kneecaps, but unadvertidedly it wasn't enough to secure her apron-like dress from moving forth in a similar behaviour. Not noticing that, she then placed her hands on her knees and sighed, feeling almost a triumph for her effort, keeping her gaze down into the grass a few feets in front of her, fiddling with her fingers nervously. ...a shaman is an intermediate between the Spirits and nature... said her sharply, as if she've learnt that from a book ...n-now i'm but an apprentice... but i already know how to brew an...uhm... sufficient number of potions... healing ones. And... i... i could tame some beast... her gaze went to the dark line of trees in the horizon, feeling that that forest would be her training camp ...and... and of course ... i can... with meditation... might... connect with the Gods... and... like... horacles... guidance... yeah... th-that sort of things...
Thread: Grand Quest (Sharub & Kosmik_Khaos

Zoroail heard her whispered no and thought to question her before she slowly lowered herself to her knees on the grass. Her posture still caused her loose fitting apron to fall forward a bit revealing more of her chest to him. She didn't seem to notice so he said nothing and kept his gaze on her as she stared at the ground ahead of her while fidgeting about nervously. She looked almost like she was going to start praying to the Gods but was afraid of saying anything to them. He listened to her textbook explanation of what a shaman was and her budding skills in the art. You really are as fresh as they get horse. Do you have any skill in fighting with that staff of yours? Know any offensive magic or poisons to protect yourself? He inquired wanting to know if her minimal skill in beast taming was her only offense in a fight. Once she got better with that she could eventually tame a creature that would be able to handle most of her fighting if needed but until then she appeared to be defenseless. Sighing he followed her view to the dark line of the forest in the distance. This was going to be an interesting and trying few days for him if he wanted to keep her alive. This is only my problem until the job is done, after she is on her own again and it's no longer my concern. I just need to survive these next four days with her. I've had to deal with much worse. At least she knows a few useful things. He thought to himself quietly. He watched her for a moment but found his eyes falling from her face to the loosely fitting apron that was dangerously close to revealing her chest to him and he let out a heavy sigh. You really need to do something about that. He said leaning over and grabbing the edge of the cloth and pulling it back to somewhat better cover her modesty. There are a lot of people in this party that would enjoy nothing more than catching a glimpse of those massive things. He warned letting go of the apron and resting his hand back by his side. Leaning his head back against the hard wheel he closed his eyes and took in a deep regulating breath, centering himself and clearing his head. The break is almost over. He muttered with his eyes still closed. He could hear the sounds of people moving about again, getting their personal gear ready to resume their march towards the forest edge. You can carry the water skin so you don't have to bother asking me for it when you need a drink. He offered still not moving from his resting position against the wheel.
Thread: Grand Quest (Sharub & Kosmik_Khaos

A-attack spell? P-poison? N-no...no, i mean... not yet said her, caught off guard about her actual skills, she continued to stare at the grass in front of her, straightening her back as she continued to speak ...is that... you see... i thought to become something supporting... helping bigger groups, like this one... i've never even thought by far to travel across the land alone... nono... never thought. Keeping her gaze forward, she hoped not to match her eyes with his harsh ones ...need to do what about what? asked her curiously, turning her head toward him, just to see his hand inches away from her generous bosom and pinching the apron and lifting it up to her neck, feeling the rather thin green cloth to press with the right tightness against her chest... before he let go again the apron, letting her breasts and apron to return to their revealing place, feeling the rough tissue almost barely covering her nipples. She neighed and covered her chest again ...i i said not to stare! protested her, trying to move the apron to the sides, just to see it to return in its unfitting place every time she let go of it ...AND they're not so big, okay!? her voice rising in an high-pitched tone, before she got her hands on the grass for leverage and stood up, with the apron cruelly giving up and returning to reveal too much of her soft breasts, making her to growl and stomp her hovves on the ground. Holding her hands on her chest, she returned to him ... uhm... d-do you happen to have... uhm... s-something... w-well... she shyly looked on the ground, hearing the other voices to approach their wagons, feeling that if they would resume their march, she'd have to bear with that apron until that night...
Thread: Grand Quest (Sharub & Kosmik_Khaos

That is all fine and good horse, but even a supporting member of a party should be able to defend themselves in case something were to happen. I suggest that you learn to fight with that stick of yours and craft some poisons at the very least. Then you could provide extra support when things get rough, take on a more important role in certain missions, or provide your companions with a little extra bite to their weapons with a strong poison. That is only my suggestion though. What you do with yourself is ultimately up to you girl. His stoic face cracked at her reaction to him pointing out her wardrobe problem, he smirked, actually smirkedi at her and shrugged. You have them out on display, who can help but notice them anyways. You say they are not that big but I couldn't fit one into both my hands if I tried. Then you have them only half covered which in no way helps your situation. Standing up he brushed himself off and stretched as she stomped around. He stared at her as she spoke, not quite getting to the point of what she was asking. Sighing heavily and rubbing the scarred side of his face Zoroail retrieved his satchel and rummaged thought it. A moment later her pulled out a length of leather cord and offered it to her. Here, use this. On you feet! We are heading off! Ailduin's voice rang out rousing the last few members who were still stubbornly sitting on the ground. A few complaints were voiced and ignored by the elf as he roused the party back to their feet. A few minutes later they were moving again, now heading down the hill and closer to the forest edge. Zoroail quickly feel back into his silent ways and walked with casual ease down the slope his eyes scanning the land around him, it would be hard for someone or something to ambush the caravan in an open field during daylight but not impossible so he kept watch on the swaying grass as shadows of the sparse clouds overhead moved across the open fields. All things considered, Zoroail was enjoying the day, it was fair weather, with a cooling breeze and mostly clear sky. The air was sweet with the smells of fresh grass and wild flowers, nothing like the thick city air he so despised. As they walked his mind went over the details of their current mission, then over the others that he had accepted from the Guild Hall before he left. He usually took on several at once whenever he went to a larger town or city to avoid having to return between jobs, much preferring the freedom of the wilds of the world.
Thread: Grand Quest (Sharub & Kosmik_Khaos

Zoroail couldn't help but notice the troubles she was having with the chord and when she finally gave in he reached out to accept it back. Winding it up he returned it to his satchel and continued onward silently until she asked him about the reason she was assigned to be with him. Taking in a deep breath he let it out slowly as a sigh. Ailduin put you with me because he knows me and knows that as annoyed by the situation as I am I will not do anything to rash with you. You're not arrogant but are very naive, you need someone that can teach you, and Ailduin thought I was good for the job. Glancing back several carts he spotted the wolf who sneered at him baring his fangs in a snarl. Turning back around he huffed a single syllable laugh and shook his head. If he had put me with the wolf we would be a party member short. That pup thinks way to much of himself just because of what he is. He believes he is an apex predator when in reality he is just a puppy that is going to get himself hurt. He thought about tonight when they were to set camp how that would play out, if there would be another confrontation between him and the wolf. He hoped not for the wolf's sake, and his own after a moment more of thought, Ailduin would be pissed at him for fighting. About the lead position, don't worry about it. How often do you think attacks on a guarded caravan come from the front? Usually its the rear carts that are in the most danger. Attack from behind to catch them off guard kinda mentality. We are at the front because I know these lands well and Ailduin trusts me to make judgement calls if we start to head in a bad direction. He didn't emphasize more on that he had a nagging feeling that something wasn't quite right about this entire quest. There was no need to worry the rookie he thought keeping his feeling to himself. For the next several hours Zoroail was silent again, refusing to reply to any comments or questions directed at him. The sky had began to take on a pinkish orange hue as the sun began to set. Only about two more hours of daylight left then we stop. He finally spoke breaking his long quiet.
Thread: Grand Quest (Sharub & Kosmik_Khaos

Amalthea carefully listened to his explainations, feeling her curiosity sated as his words started to make more and more sense, feeling happy that Ailduin paired her with someone like him, afterall, she was there to learn and his words made her relaxed too as she repeated over and over ...the first one is the safest one... making her to walk with a renewed smile, knowing that bandits would not be a direct deal for her... But as she've already learnt from him, he is the one the dacides questions, answering the ones he likes and falling completely silent with talks he didn't cared of, making her to try over and over, like a stubborn horse that she is to try to make him speak again. But nothing passed trough his silent mind, making her to almost emit a sigh of relief when she heard his voice... just to return with low ears when it was just for announce two more hours of walk. The young horse neighed in boredom, holding her heavy wooden staff on her shoulders, seeming a penitent crucifixed going to execution point... ...Zoroaaaaailll... whined her ...i'm bored! Why you stay so silent? Come on! Say something else than ...bad news ... like more hours to walk or ...something else said her in a faked childish tone, playfully taunting him. Suddently, she slowed her pace, her loud hooves sounding in a more paced rythim, ears perked up, twitching, scanning the sorroundings, until she pointed a trembling fingers toward them ...s-something... t-this time is true! Is real! i hear that! as she finished her words, from a curve not so far away from them, an undistinguishable number of figures appeared on the reddish-orange road, she held her staff in her hands, hugging it like it was a teddy bear ...who's them!? Who's them? her vocie transpiring fear at each lecter, but as they approached, the figures appeared to be carrying bannered spears and all bearing the same kind of armors, all with a yellow tunic, yellow drapes flying in the late afternoon's air, one of them, in front of the others, raising his hand in an halt.
Thread: Grand Quest (Sharub & Kosmik_Khaos

If they follow us I simply kill them all. I let them off easy and they should be thankful for my mercy. He answered only the last question, his tone flat and words simple. He could see in their eyes that they were not going to follow though. He had efficiently cowed then, or at least their leader. It was what potentially laid waiting ahead of them that held Zoroail's attentions. A group of men would be nothing compared to some of the things that resided in the Ulaquilt. As the miles moved behind them and the sky darkened Zoroail kept an eye out for a suitable place to strike up camp. The reds and pinks of the sky had darkened into bruised purples and the deepest blues as the sun crept behind the horizon, above, the first of the nights stars could be seen shining down on them. The tranquility of the late evening, with it's buzzing and chirping insects singing to the gently rustling of the tall grass was shattered by Amalthea's laughter. Zoroail turned his head to stare at her questioningly. Had she cracked and lost her mind? He wondered before she spoke. Zoroail let out a pained groan at the joke and shook his head. That was almost as bad as some of the jokes Ailduin makes. He commented with a shake of his head. The sound of laughter came from behind them and Ailduin was shaking with it. Don't listen to him Amalthea, he has no humor at all. That was great. He praised resting a hand on her shoulder. It took him a minute to recover and stop his laughing before he could speak. We are about to stop for the night. See a good place to do so Zor? We're in the middle of Gods be damn plain that stretches for leagues in all directions Ailduin. We can camp anywhere we please. True, I just know that you are a picky man and would have already started looking for a spot to rest your head. Zoroail growled at the elf and turned away from him pointing. A little ways ahead is an area with lower grass, less chance of causing a brush fire and anything to sneak up on us. Good on you friend. Ailduin said clapping Zoroail on the back. True to what he said a few minutes more walking and the grass became shorter, only ankle high compared to the mostly knee and thigh high grass that was growing in the fields behind them. Ailduin stopped the caravan to set up camp. The ten huge carts formed a great circle with space enough for two men to walk abreast between them. In the middle a decent bonfire was built and a great cast iron kettle was was set up on a spit over it. Within minutes the party had started to cook a stew with the supplies that were brought along with them, that they had latched to the carriage roofs. Zoroail stood away from the fire, leaning against the back of a cart cast mostly in shadow watching the dancing flames of the fire.
Thread: Grand Quest (Sharub & Kosmik_Khaos

Zoroail stood away from all the commotion of the camp and watched. This was not his element. He mostly worked alone, he was used to being alone. Having this many others around for this long of a time was different and bothersome to him. He enjoyed the quite sounds of the world around, not the clamor of a camp. A frown started to tug down on his face as he stared at everyone making so much sound for the sake of making sound. Ailduin was walking through the group talking to each person and checking on them. He turned to look at Zoroail and waved him over only to receive a scowl and a curt shake of the head. Ailduin shrugged it off and went about his business checking on the condition of the party members and chatting. Pale green eyes swept across the bodies before him and he noticed that Amalthea wasn't among them. His frown deepened at this, just where did that horse go by herself. A few moments later he spotted her returning between to carts looking about. Pushing himself from the wall of the cart with his shoulder he stepped forward out of the darkness and let out a shape whistle to catch her attention. Several people turned to look at the sound, a couple of elves, Ailduin, and the wolf beastman. Ailduin looked at Zoroail then around and saw Amalthea, figuring he was getting her attention as it looked like she was searching for him. The other elves turned away and ignored him, and the wolf, the wolf snarled at Zoroail. Zoroail saw the wolf and just gave him a flat look. The pup wasn't worth Zoroail's time. Clearly dismissing him with the look he gave just before turning his attention back to Amalthea.