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Thread: Amour et ChÃ¢timent â (Survivor00 & Kara of Dark Wood)

With ever second that past another heart beat caused the young woman to want to turn and run the other way. She could hear the Nazi search party coming closer. The lights were getting brighter and unlike the solider, she more then likely would have been raped before being killed, if not simply placed in a reconstruction camp. The brown orbs continued to search the ground in front of her as quickly as possible while not wanting to be caught by a beam of light. The entire situation was doomed for failure, she knew it. Her brain was yelling at her to get out of the range, the rush towards the other end of the forest. Find a place to hide before she was caught and couldnt explain herself. Julan glanced at her hinting that he wanted to flee as well. Maybe the rumors were correct, the French were masters at retreating yet Desiree shook her head lightly listing for anything that would give the soldiers position away. The sudden huffing Ethan used caused her to spine around in the direction and slide up behind a tree. His accent was clearly that of an American. Slowly she let the beautiful face peek out from before the tree, her heart pounding holes into her rib cage. The brown orbs grew wide as she noted him clinging to his gun. We do not wis to arm you! She whispered knowing the German search troop was getting close faster then she wanted them too. Julan and another fellow slipped out from behind a tree and crawled over to the soldier. They could not see much since using a flashlight would give their position away. Neither of them could speak a word of English and Desiree had to try and speak up once again. Can you walk? She asked her eyes now watching the bright white lights growing larger. The Dogs could be heard growling by now, they would have to hurry there was no time to waist. Looking at her two brave lads she spoke in French informing them that they would have to carry Ethan. Though both of the ground they grabbed an arm and pulled it over a shoulder each. Even if his legs were hurt he would have to try and be as silent as possible. A howl escaped into the cold night air and suddenly everything was quite. A needle would have been heard hitting the ground, but the silence asked a matter of seconds before joyous laughter escaped the Germans. The scent, the dog must have gotten their scent. There was no time, Desiree knew that and began to lead the way as silently and quickly as possible. She knew the dogs would not be far behind from this point on. Their only chance was to go threw the creek and try to have the dogs loose their scents. Only that was not the only problem, the would have to somehow manage to lead the party in a direction that would allow them to sneak around them and back into town.
Thread: Vitreous (Lyonene)

Agrias Oaks knew very well what it meant to wait. It was her calling and her glory as a Lionsguard - one of the elite protectors of the Royal family. She understood that it would rarely fall to her to alter another's schedule. 'Or make demands of any sort,' she thought ruefully, glancing along the corridor. How long had it been since she'd attended the Princess in these very halls? How long since her most dire assignment had been to keep a pretty girl's virtue intact and ward off dozens of anxious suitors with a cold glance and the threat of colder steel? A barely audible sigh slipped between her lips as she ran a gloved hand across her face, fingers pressing hard to her forehead. Everything had changed so quickly, thrusting a gentle young woman into a battle between Lions with few allies besides a band of mercenaries and a loyal bodyguard. An untried knight. Lady Oaks? It took her a moment to realize that the servant addressed her and not her aunt. 'Lady' Oaks had always been somebody else a woman with grace and dignity. Someone she could aspire to be .. in time. Yes? The syllable sounded less certain than Agrias would have liked she'd barely spoken since she heard the news. His Majesty will see you now. She could only nod, square her shoulders, and press forward. ... A solitary figure strode through the throne room's massive doors, heavily booted feet striking against marble tile in an otherwise silent space. Tall for a woman, Agrias cut an impressive figure in her silvered armor and blue surcoat, her long blonde braid trailing behind her like a pennant as she approached the throne. There was plenty of time to survey the figure on the throne but Agrias couldn't bring herself to do it. Large blue eyes stared straight ahead, marking a spot somewhere above the man's right shoulder. All she saw was the rich lustre of golden armor as she sank gracefully, if noisily, to one knee, gauntleted hands covering the hilt of her sword. Impossibly long eyelashes swept down to rest against her cheeks. She was glad to note that her hands were steady and her breathing even .. in spite of the anger and sadness that did their best to tear her apart. Could she have prevented Ovelia's death?
Thread: Vitreous (Lyonene)

Delita shifted in his seat as he watched the woman enter. In his throne. It was an odd feeling, and one he wasn't very much sure he liked. Still, the puppetmaster had as much a part to play as anyone else, if not more so. He regarded Agrias with eyes of brown steel yet with a belyingly calm expression upon his features. He regarded her, looking directly into her blue eyes as she approached the throne, taking note of how she didn't do the same. She was an intelligent one. Little Delita knew of her, little more than brief conversations with Ovelia and far briefer with Ramza. At the moment, nearing the back of his mind he wished he'd had Amelia or Verilay look into the woman more, perhaps Verilay if he had his choice. He was curious as to her exact demeanor, as to exactly what she was thinking, able now to only surmise what might be going on in her head. And for a pawn-turned-king, to have a piece on the board he did not feel three steps ahead of, whether it be bishop, rook, or in this case a knight, it left a dissatisfied feel to his gut. When she reached her place upon the beautifully woven red carpet, taking to a rather loud kneel twelve or fifteen feet away, King Hyral remained silent, remained still a moment as he observed her further. After a moment he shifted in his seat, golden armor clamoring quietly compared to her own - his, rather than the ornately crafted pieces left by rulers past, from his time leading the Black Sheep. Impressive, yet far less extravagant than any king would wear. Delita shifted in his seat, a soft red cloak lined with white fur draping over his shoulders, and a palm coming up to cup his chin as he observed her. And observed her still, in silence, for a moment more. Seize her. It wasn't quiet, per se, but very much so when considering the booming strength an order of such is usually spoken with. There was a pause for a moment as Delita straightened his back, hands now going to the armrests of his throne. It was time to overact. Time to make a show. Time to, whatever mindset she was here with, make sure that he held every last card. Agrias Oaks, lay down your weapon at your feet - and do so cautiously, I warn you. Calm, yet impassive. Those steel eyes were cast quickly to one side, then to the other, that look alone commanding the guards to step in on either side of her, pikes in hand and confusion abound. It is to my understanding that you were charged with the sacred duty of guarding my dear Ovelia, and to everyone's understanding that she is now dead, your duty unfulfilled! Delita stood, his voice rising with anger, I will not hear your words - not now, when all I see when I look upon you is failure! Treason, daresay, for where have you been these last months? Not at the lady's side, that I can assure you! In my years I have seen nobler than you hung by their neck for far less! Brows furrowed and his brown eyes narrowed. Relinquish your sword! As of this moment I strip you of your knighthood! All the cards, indeed.
Thread: Making PM rules

In the User Board, you can set rules for your own PMs, but my rule does not seem to be working. I Have to set like so Message StatusAnsweredDelete PM But none are getting deleted, what am I doing wrong?
Thread: Making PM rules

No one?
Thread: Making PM rules

I disabled the ability to delete pms because idiots were nuking them from their outbox... it might be checking that rule.
Thread: not enough sea for the b o t h of us [ detox x mindless ]

Drunken pirates and rowdy soldiers. All things she was all too used to, specifically considering the clothing she chose to wear in the situation of being a captain of a ship at which was operated by mostly men. However, if you were a woman who could strike and hold fear into a man's heart to keep him as a member of her crew with a bit of loyalty backing it, then you were respected and not treated like some whorish barmaid, no matter what you wore. Fishnet clad legs crossing at the knee, the glass raised to her lips and the female took a soft swig of her red wine, a set of cheers had soared through the mass of men in the English pub, her naturally tanned legs set themselves up on the table. Shin high boots black and holding onto her legs, their heels were flat, not out of being constantly used but because that was how she'd had them made. Her long legs exposed due to the black shorts cut just an inch or so away from the middle of her thighs, the pirate was attractive, and considerably the only eye candy the men on her ship had when they were out to sea. So Ozz, how's about you and I goin' to the- Turning her bright hazel eyes to the male who was only joking, she rolled her eyes lightly before smoothing her hand back through her bangs, thick black hair falling in loose curls down her back and over her chest, Not in your life. Was the reply by the woman named Ozz, truthfully, her name was Ozzaria, however, Ozz was all the more common between her crew. listu
Thread: not enough sea for the b o t h of us [ detox x mindless ]

The crew were a bunch of unusual people, but there weren't many pirates that even came from the same place. Many of them were found stranded and in need of help, to pay their savor back they worked for her. Of course none of that was against their will. They were all very loyal to her, or at least the ones that were left. It was actually quite a small crew. Many lives have been lost over the time they had met, there were many rivalries when it came to being a pirate. Aila was very proud of them and watched as they happily got of the ship. It had been a while since they have been on land and some of them missed it. Of course they would be ready in no time to leave again. It wouldn't take long at all before they would want to go back to sea. She stepped of the ship, getting used to the fill of the ground. She worked hard at not tripping over her boots as she steadied herself. It was always strange to get back on land. She closed her grayish-blue eyes spotted a pub and she smiled. Her men would enjoy a drink or few considering they never stopped anyways.
Thread: not enough sea for the b o t h of us [ detox x mindless ]

Tell us why you'll never give us th' time o' day, Ozz. Rolling her eyes and laughing as a man helped her up onto the table, her hands settled onto her full hips, the curvy figured woman, she knew they were all drunk, not enough to not be able to stand, but they were definitely drunk. Because it's just so unethical to give time of day to a crew such as yourselves. It was, truth be told, though laughing herself and the crowd around her laughing as well, the woman stepped off the table and moved back to the comfort of her seat. Laughter filling the pub again, the woman's crew seemed to be enjoying themselves and having a rather grand time up until about the point that the other pirates began filling into the already occupied pub. It didn't bother her in the slightest however, and it wouldn't until she either spotted their captain or someone said something to her that she didn't like, her legs remaining crossed as she laughed and took another drink. listu
Thread: not enough sea for the b o t h of us [ detox x mindless ]

Sorry my post are rare. I have a friend over til Friday Aila walked into the pub, following her crew members. When she walked in she noticed a few of them already drinking away. She also noticed how crowded it was with another crew in it. She stayed amongst her own. Not all pirates were friendly to female captains, when they weren't their own, and if they were it was a little to friendly. Here ya go ma'am On of her crew members handed her a drink and she smiled at him, Thank you. Are you sure you'd like to stay in here with this other crew? He asked her worried something may happen. Aila shrugged it off, There's not a problem right now, maybe it'll be okay. She replied enjoying the drink she was handed and soon took a seat at a table with a few other of her crew.
Thread: My Baby Brother [Raiden and I]

Faye flipped some of her blond hair out of her face as she sat on the couch, watching something stupid on TV. Most of her friends were away on some trip, and she didn't have anything to do. Of course there were guys she could call to fool around with, she seemed to be a popular choice probably because of her top-heavy frame. She sighed, maybe she could go bug her little brother for entertainment.
Thread: My Baby Brother [Raiden and I]

Her little brother was up in his room feeling rather bored due to the fact that summer had just rolled in and his friends were all off on their own as well. so he was just laying back on his bed flipping through one of his sister's yearbooks since it was just laying around. Soon he'd come across a picture of her dressed as a cheerleader and blinked and after a while pulled his stiffening cock out and began to masturbate. It was a guilty thing but his sister was just so sexy, even just looking at her in a bikini gave him a raging boner. But he had a closet fetish fo rcheerleaders and her just HAD to jerk off to this.
Thread: My Baby Brother [Raiden and I]

Faye thought about the school year that had just passed. She chuckled s a bit at how her friends looped her into joining the cheerleading squad, how she found out she was good at it. Really good at it. She reminisced about her days on the team, until she thought about the various sprains and bruises. Faye didn't like pain very much. Yeah, definitely time to go bug her brother. She stood up and headed up the stairs.
Thread: My Baby Brother [Raiden and I]

Her brother Dante didn't hear her coming and had his eyes focused on the picture of his busty sister in the uniform and groaned some, masturbating a bit more. He was a Freshmen in the same high school she went to in the previous year and was good looking enough with spiked blonde hair and cobalt blue eyes. Ah.. oh god Faye that's it... bounce those tits on it more.. he let out as he jerked.
Thread: My Baby Brother [Raiden and I]

Faye rounded the corner and headed down the hallway, only barely hearing Dante but blaming it on creaky walls. Dante? she asked, knocking once on his door before turning the knob. She opened the door and began complaining of her boredom, but was cut off when she saw what he was doing. Dante, what the- Normally, she would have just turned and left him alone, but she noticed the yearbook sitting next to him, open to one of the pages showing off members of sports teams. What the hell?! she near-shouted, seeing her face on the page.
Thread: My Baby Brother [Raiden and I]

He jolted and tried to cover up using a blanket but she'd already seen his full almost 8 inch erection. Sis! he acked and tried to hide it from her and blushed brightly. Uh well I found it on the coffee table and well... he said and stammered, trying to figure a way out of it. But decided to just fess up. ok ok Dante said. I have a thing for cheerleaders and for you so when I saw the picture I couldn't help myself. He said.
Thread: My Baby Brother [Raiden and I]

Faye was floored. Eh, well, I... I'm, flattered? She stammered each word and rubbed the back of her head. This wasn't what she thought when she decided to bug Dante, but... Why are you wasting your time on this? Nothing's better than the real thing, idiot! She took a few steps closer.
Thread: Happy 22nd, Trygon.

It's going to be a little while for you to get back here for you to see it, but when you do get back and read this Trygon, know that we have kept you in our hearts and prayers on your road to a clean bill of health. Sure, it'll sound extremely corny for me to say it, but honesty which has and always will be the best policy. Now I know there are some here that harbor some sense of ill will towards Trygon, and there are those that have appreciated the hard work that he has put into this website by cutting through the simple minded with a surgical precision and giving the young'uns the swiftest boot in history, but regardless of what you think of him, show him some respect on this day his birthday, to be precise. That's what I think he deserves.
Thread: Happy 22nd, Trygon.

With any luck I'll be able to visit him this weekend with his folks.
Thread: Happy 22nd, Trygon.

I know me and Try have had... rough spots when me and him converse. Mostly a war of flame going back and forth for the start, but it's cooled down. I have the utmost respect for him and what he has done for this community. Hopefully one day he will see changes. Happy Birthday, Trygon. Godspeed.
Thread: Happy 22nd, Trygon.

Yay Trygon . I miss yooouuuu.
Thread: Happy 22nd, Trygon.

Hope you are doing well.
Thread: Happy 22nd, Trygon.

It really annoys me that most of my exes and flings all have their birthday's in the same week in July. Happy birthday. I'm not going to make this sappy I'll leave that for when you get out. P
Thread: Happy 22nd, Trygon.

Is this the year when Trygon's balls finally drop?
Thread: Dark Seductions::

While practically everyone at her school was sexing it up and having good times, Teagan was doing her best to avoid just that. To her she found nothing exhilarating about it and didn't want to get involved at all. To her, sex was supposed to be meaningful, an act of love and not just something to do when someone was bored. However, no one seemed to believe that concept this generation anymore. Now, it was all about how many girls a guy can fuck and to girls it was which guy is worthy to lose her virginity to so she isn't the only virgin anymore. Nonsense... Walking out of her classroom, her last class of the day, Teagan Johnson strode to her locker and she turned the dial some ways before it clicked and opened. Pulling it open, she started filing in some of her books into it before slamming it shut. Taking out her phone, she leaned against the lockers and then looked through her texts. She had a lot of them. She always did. While she may still be a virgin, it didn't mean her social status in high school was totally zero. People knew who she was and she liked that. She liked to be known and she had a lot of friends. Two very close and good friends, one of which she went all the way back to diapers with. Soul friends. Teagan had long silky but very voluminous black hair, naturally wavy but she tended to straighten it a lot. She wore an orange tank top under a gray hoodie and wore ripped faded blue skinny jeans with black and white Chuck Taylor's that had random coloring on it from her own hand out of boredom. Slung on her shoulder was her tanned messenger bag that was decorated with several pins and buttons. Her right leg bent back against the lockers while her fingers hastily tapped over the QWERTY key pad on her Pantech Slate. Not the best phone as it was no Blackberry but it was very thin, had a perfect key pad for a crazy texter like her and really that was all she needed.
Thread: Dark Seductions::

Manuel was looking around, bored and saw Teagan and had an idea He was a major player at the school, but was still liked by most of the girls. He had pretty much slept with every female student in the school except a few, Teagan being in that group. The tale, tanned male slowly made his way over to her, wearing a black jacket over a white teeshirt and loose fitting blue jeans. He stopped next to her and leaned next to her confidentlyhey TeaganHe said, flashing his brilliant white teeth at herHow are you feeling?He asked, planning on trying to get to her.
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Teagan didn't look up once from her phone. Instead she kept texting, very aware of the school's player right beside. I'm alright. And no you're not having sex with me. Ta-ta. She said simply as she pushed herself off the wall and started walking along, away from him and towards the hall doors to get out of the school and go on home or something.
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Manuel was used to being blown off by her and shrugged it off. He hurried after her and walked with herWho said anything about sex... yetHe said, smiling at herI was gonna ask you out on a date. Maybe dinner and a movieHe offered
Thread: Dark Seductions::

Looking at him, she raised a brow. Okay. So dinner and a movie. Then we go back to your place and you feel me up and you do me. Need I remind you that I'm friends with girls who have slept with you, the routine being the same each time. tucking her phone in her pocket, she put her hands on her hips. Don't try to deny it. I know it's true. With that, she turned and went down the steps and continued on. While she wouldn't deny at how he was, losing her virginity to him wasn't on the agenda. If she wanted to do that, she would have done it a long time ago. Besides, she wasn't about to sex it up with someone who wouldn't ever stay. She wasn't going to get a heartbreak.
Thread: Dark Seductions::

He blinked a lilttle at her turning him down and smiled, more interested in her now. He hurried down after her and caught up to herFine, how about I take you out to the skating rink?He asked, wanting to change it up if only just to get her with him.
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Teagan sighed and she looked at him. The skating rink? Really? Do I look stupid to you? She asked, cocking her head to the side. With a soft sigh she just gave in. Fine. I'll meet you there at like...5 With that, she turned and went off.
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Manuel smiled as she fine gave inI'll see you thenHe said before she left. He went to his car and headed home to get ready for the date. He took a shower and got dressed in loose fit jeans and a teeshirt before heading to the rink with his skates.
Thread: Dark Seductions::

Once she was home after walking, she went and changed for tonight. She actually took a quick shower and then dried off and changed into a fresh pair of undergarments a red lace bra and matching cheekies. On top of that, she put on a simple long sleeved white shirt with a square neck and then put on black skinny jeans. Putting socks on, she did her hair and put her eye liner on and then grabbed her black blades and slipped her feet into converse. She got into her car and drove there and got out and walked inside, paying her fee to participate there. Sitting at a table, she took her shoes off and put on her blades and didn't even bother waiting for him to get onto the rink. She started skating around in the large circle before progressing into the center and just skating around for fun.
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Manuel got the and paid his fee before walking in. He looked around to see if she was there and when he saw her, he changed into his blades and rolled out into the rink to her.
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She was spinning in one place as he bladed over to her. When she stopped, she faced him directly and held back a cringe. Oh goody, you did come. she said softly. She was keeping her guard up because there was no way at the end of this date, he'd have her.
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He smiled at her as he braked next to herOf course I came. I wouldn't miss this for anythingHe said honestlyso, want to skate together?He asked, slowly making a circle around her.
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Of course he wouldn't, she thought. With a soft sigh, she looked at him. Sure. But I am not holding your hand. she circled him once and then moved to circle the entire rink with the other skaters.