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Thread: Inhumans (Super Powers, Arranged Marriage, Political Intrigue)

RE Inhumans Super Powers, Forced MarriageBreeding, Political Intrigue CS Name Munelon Age 21 Pre-Mist Appearance Very tall at 6' 5, his height creates the illusion of being slender. He has average muscle definition, massively broad shoulders at a full 2' 6 across, and a deep chest. Bright blond hair falls to his shoulders, but is normally held back in a pony tail. His hair and stature serve to set him apart in any crowd, and he has a ruggedly handsome face. Position in Caste System lower, middle, upper Middle - His family work as doctors. Personality Defiant and confident, he won't hesitate to stand up for what he thinks is right. Greatest Fear Being unable to protect those close to him. Greatest Strength not to be confused with a superpower Massive reserves of stamina and endurance. Think the Energizer Bunny crossed with a linebacker. Orientation Bi, but he is unaware and believes himself straight. Kinks Very submissive and unsure in bed right now. Might change as he gets experience. Limits No BDSM, bathroom play, or vore. Current Appearance Same as before, but his hair is now a golden blond instead of platinum. Also, his eyes changed from blue to violet. Powers SHAPEABLE TELEKINETIC FIELDS. Munelon is capable of generating shapes out of telepathic energy, most easily taking the form of a sphere or disk that is all but indestructible. Other shapes can be constructed, but take a good deal of focus to maintain. The simpler the creation, the easier and quicker it is to shape. The energy appears as a shimmering violet field that is transparent. Fiance and Marital Status Pending
Thread: Inhumans (Super Powers, Arranged Marriage, Political Intrigue)

RE Inhumans Super Powers, Forced MarriageBreeding, Political Intrigue Name Lucia Age 19 Pre-Mist Appearance See more Position in Caste System Upper Personality Meek and delicate but also impatient Greatest Fear She has to grow old and die Greatest Strength Good fashion sense Orientation Homosexual Kinks None in particular Limits None that she knows of Current Appearance Same as above but glowing Powers Living Light Fiance Marital Status Pending
Thread: Inhumans (Super Powers, Arranged Marriage, Political Intrigue)

RE Inhumans Super Powers, Forced MarriageBreeding, Political Intrigue Name Dragul Age 19 Pre-Mist Appearance A rather looming figure at 6'4, rather skinny in most respects. His skin is a light olive shade while his hair is a short crop of aurburn. His eyes are narrow with pale green pupils. In most respects he's handsome enough but he can look somewhat unnerving. Post-Mist Dragul's height is unchanged, his skin has become covered from head to heel with lime green scales, yet his body still radiates the heat of a warm-blooded person. His eyes have had the pupils replaced with black and red orbs, and his mouth has warped to include longer fangs and a forked tongue, in addition to his clawed digits and thin scaly tail. Position in Caste System lower, middle, upper Middle. Personality Dragul is known for being reserved and rather polite, seeming to never show much emotion aside of mild amusement or interest. It takes something particularly strong to rattle him or get a rise from him. He's devoutly loyal, not just to his rulers but also to his mate, regardless of who they may be. Greatest Fear The loss of culture. He loves Attilan beyond what mere words can describe, but the loss of his kind and his home is what brings him true fear. Greatest Strength not to be confused with a superpower Intellect. Dragul is very well read and highly cunning, able to call upon scholarly prose and philosophy that he's memorised over the years. Orientation Omnisexual Kinks Excessive cum, rough sex, fellatio, anal. Limits Gore, scat, snuff, heavy bondage and pleasure denial. Dragul's power is KNOWLEDGE ABSORBTION. Simply touching a book, scroll or document confers upon him complete and thorough understanding of its contents. Electronic medium is slightly more tricky. Touching a computer can grant ready information contained within files, unless they are securely protected. Simple passwords require a bit of effort to overcome, but the more complicated and advanced the security measures are, the more effort he must spend to pull forth their information. Touching a computer connected to the Internet DOES NOT grant you all the information contained upon it--for that you need to specifically touch a physical server and can only draw forth the specific information within it. Unlike with a book however, you must actively search for information trapped within. Additionally, you've taken on a DRACONIAN APPEARANCE bringing you to upper levels of human strength and forever turning your appearance into something akin to a human dragon. The cosmetics of which are left entirely to the player. Flight and fire breath are not included, but claws, horns and a tail are optional.
Thread: Inhumans (Super Powers, Arranged Marriage, Political Intrigue)

Name Ariadne Sheval Age 22 Pre-Mist Appearance See more Position in Caste System lower, middle, upper Middle, her family were merchants who built their business from nothing, one of the few families to move within the system. Personality Cunning and snarky, quite ambitious and arrogant. Greatest Fear That she is replaceable. Greatest Strength not to be confused with a superpower Her sharp wit. Orientation Bisexual, leans towards males. Kinks Bondage and choking Limits Gore, vore, and scat. Current Appearance Shorter and thinner, with 7 fiery red wings sprouted from her back. Her shoulders, chest and back are more muscular, well defined. Powers Flight. Her wing are large and powerful, capable of dealing deadly blows. She herself is more fragile, as she has lost considerable weight to be able to lift her frame into the air. Fiance Marital Status ending
Thread: Inhumans (Super Powers, Arranged Marriage, Political Intrigue)

Name Tyro Age 23 Pre-Mist Appearance See more Position in Caste System lower, middle, upper Lower - his great grandparents were from a high class family that squandered their fortune and alienated their allies. Now, his family runs a curio shop though their primary source of income is loan sharking. Three generations ago they were bankers the source of their fall from grace being rampant embezzlement. Personality Warm friendly attentive, detail oriented, sharply observant. Greatest Fear Failure to move upwards socially. He is terrified that he will live his life as penniless and worthless as his parents and their parents. Again, he will do anything to climb his way back to the upper echelons of Attilan's society. Greatest Strength not to be confused with a superpower Utterly ruthless. Tyro will do anything to regain the station his great grandparents squandered. He will sacrifice anyone, he will ruthlessly play others and he will calmly stab someone in the kidneys for the chance to get the upper hand. Orientation Straight. Kinks Challenging sex partners dominant biting slapping spanking. Limits Vore, mutilation, scat. Current Appearance The same height, more built with a more muscular physique. He moves with aquiline grace. His eyes are completely inky black. Skin is light grey and gritty. His teeth are serrated and razor sharp. Five gills are visible on each side of his neck. He has no fingernails, just light grey skin with no indentation. There is a short ridge down his back along his spine, more of a suggestion of a fin, impossible to notice through clothes unless wearing a tight shirt or naked. He retains his hair and has the same facial features. Powers Finding. If Tryo knows what he is looking for, he can locate it through a strange combination of super-heightened sense of smell, electromagnetic signatures, and some as of yet unlabeled brand of psychic ability. It is easier if he has previously visited their current location, he can discern direction and proximity if he has never been there before. He is additionally able to automatically know the powers of any Inhuman who has gone through the terrigen mists. Additionally, he has the same speed, strength and aqautic prowess of a shark. His skin is sandpaper rough and tougher than leather, giving him some small measure of natural armor. Fiance Marital Status Pending
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RE A Bloody Simple Request Thread mf or shemalefemale only Would you be interested in RPing with me? I'm not as experienced a writer as you, but I can do three paragraphs. I'm interested in a BrotherSister RP, and I really like the red head sitting on the rusty truck. This is the pic I'll be using I'm thinking we're fraternal twins and we live out in the boonies on our parent's farm. We live a sheltered, isolated life. We've both just begun discovering our own sexuality and we start experimenting with each other.
Thread: The Willing Pet (riverrust & Mihanna)

Jason was beside himself with anxious anticipation as he sat at his PC and typed out the ad he would post to find himself a pet. The website where he was placing the ad allowed for this kind of thing, but he sort of felt embarrassed...uncomfortable, at least. He had perused the other ads to see how they were worded, and some of them had even made him horny, so explicit were they. Now he was almost finished. He felt pretty good about what he had written, but he had to check the category again just to make sure he had not placed it in the list with the cats and dogs. He chuckled at the thought of someone reading his blurb as they were searching for a pet for the kids. Sitting back in his chair, he read the ad carefully. Wanted Attractive and slender, though shapely, female pet to be the companion of a well-to-do man on his estate in the country. She should be intelligent, friendly, obedient, and eager to please her master in all things, according to his every whim. In return, the pet will find herself welcome in a warm and luxurious home, where she will lack nothing she desires, and will be the companion of a devoted and generous master for as long as she is pleased to serve him. Jason nodded in approval of his work and clicked on Submit. Standing, he paced the room, lost in thought while casually rubbing the large bulge in the crotch of his jeans.
Thread: The Willing Pet (riverrust & Mihanna)

Congratulations, Johanna. The tall man shook the much smaller girl's hand as she smiled and received her diploma. She was 19 and graduating from high school. Most of the staff placed bets when you came to us five years ago. The majority believed that you would be dead of in prison before today arrived. Me....After seeing the results of your placement tests and watching a couple of the music lessons, I placed my money on you graduating Valedictorian. Thank you for making me a tidy sum of cash. The man chuckled lightly as did Johanna - she held no qualms with what he'd said. It was well known that she had a history as a trouble maker. You know, Mr Masterson. If it hadn't been for you telling me I'd never amount to anything more than a whore or a convict, I'd have never tried so hard to prove you wrong. So thank you. The pretty girl smiled brightly at him before walking off the stage. Yes, she had cleaned up her act in her five years at WestSide Academy. She was no longer drug user, she rarely drank, and had graduated with the highest scores of her class - or the six prior. However, she was still an orphan. She had no where to go from here.... Later that day, Johanna sat at the public library. She didn't want to go on to University - it would be a struggle to prove herself all over again and she was tired. She just wanted to settle down with someone to take care of her, but that wasn't realistic - she didn't even date! - so here she was, searching the want ads online for some job so she could support herself. Everything she owned was in a knap sack at her feet and she didn't know where she'd be sleeping tonight. Suddenly, she noticed something peculiar. A section for pets.....for HUMAN pets?!?!?!?! She remembered the last foster home - there was an older boy who had delighted in making her serve him. She'd been there for almost a year before she moved to WestSide on a scholarship. Maybe.... Out of curiosity, Johanna clicked through some of the ads. Most of them were disgusting - men who simply couldn't get a girl and were looking to take complete control. Then she came across another. She wasn't sure what made it so different....but she couldn't stop herself from replying. True, she wasn't always the most obedient of girls....but for a home in the country, safe and cared for.....she'd certainly try.
Thread: The Willing Pet (riverrust & Mihanna)

Jason finished dinner and tidied up the kitchen. Sometimes he wondered if he should hire a maid, but he wasn't sure that would work out if he also had a pet in the house he didn't know why, however. In any case, what would there be for her to do? Hell, he didn't use a quarter of the mansion, and he hardly had enough cleaning to keep himself half occupied. Still, the thought of a maid always conjured up visions of one in a French uniform, bending over with a nice ass peeking out from under the tiny skirt. He wondered how many times he had seen this very scenario on the many porn sites he frequented. He shook his head with a sigh at the thought of another night of porn and jacking off. At these times, he remembered past relationships that turned sour women who showed their true colors eventually when the topic of money arose. Jason paused in the kitchen and stared into space. He felt his cell phone in his pocket and he ran his finger along it. In a flash he could have a former lover over and sucking his dick, all with the hope of somehow re-winning his favor and half his fortune. His cock stiffened as he visualized Beth, his last girlfriend, bouncing up and down on his sizable dick while he relished the sight of her sweet ass cheeks jiggling before him. But a sudden memory invaded his thoughts, and he grimaced as he relived the tiniest fragment of what it meant to be bound in a relationship. This would usually make him go limp, but now he remembered his ad and he raced up the sweeping staircase to the master bedroom, and dropped into his desk chair. He wasn't foolish enough to expect someone to answer his ad by the second evening, so he clicked through the emails casually on his way to finding a good porn tube something Italian...their porn was like a real movie. Halfway down the inbox he squinted at an address that he at first did not recognize, but about fell out of his chair when it came to him. His hand began to shake as he hovered a finger over the mouse, fearing to open the mail and be disappointed, but it was a what-the-hell moment, and he double-clicked. Jason sat frozen, though his eyelids blinked and his brows furrowed. He read the reply over and over again to reinforce what he knew it said, then he smiled broadly and typed out an answer to the inquiry regarding his ad. Carefully wording his response to instill trust and comfort in the potential pet, he suggested she come to his estate for a meeting on the following evening. He insisted she take a limo, which he would arrange and pay for, so she would in effect have a chaperone for the initial few minutes of their introduction. He hit Send, and stood. He tried to remain calm...it was only his first inquiry, but Jason knew that, if she was even close to what he hoped for, she would be hired on the spot. Giddy with excitement, and horny as usual, he clicked through a few video sites, but was uninterested. Instead, he stripped enthusiastically, dropped onto his bed, and jerked off as he envisioned his new pet sucking him to orgasm.
Thread: The Willing Pet (riverrust & Mihanna)

Johanna woke up from her make-shift bed on a park bench, wondering what she was going to do now and thanking her lucky stars that WestSide was in Southern California, so she hadn't frozen in the night. Her mind wandered back to the odd ad she'd replied to the evening before, so she decided to go back to the library to check her email. Her eyes grew wide when she saw that he had responded already and wanted her to come to his estate - TONIGHT! She looked down at her mussed clothes and brushed her fingers through her messy hair, self-conscious of how she looked. 'Well, it's not like it's going to get better...' she thought, grimacing at the reality she faced. She didn't want to live on the streets again. With these thoughts, she took a deep breath and replied, saying that she would like to meet him and asking him to have the limo pick her up at the library that evening. Sending the reply, Johanna walked around the town, looking for something to eat or a job - wishing that she could at least take a shower to prepare for the evening - until it was time for the limo to pick her up.
Thread: Jugger82 x MiHanna

Johanna sat in her family's box, bored and resentful. Her father sat next to her and slightly forward and raised - he was King after all. Johanna, he began, his voice hard though he was smiling for the people. You would do well to pay attention to the games. Johanna rolled her eyes. When I can out shoot, out fence, and out ride every single one of the contestants? What would be the point? she asked, her voice defiant. Before her father could respond, however, the answer came whizzing through the air. It seems that one of the entrants had a problem with the royal family and had aimed his arrow to strike the King. However, his aim was not true. Johanna, being seated next to her father, was struck through the chest, directly through her heart. She did not pass immediately, but it was not long before Her Royal Highness Johanna Marie passed from the mortal realm.
Thread: Jugger82 x MiHanna

That was a few years ago. The king grew dull and ill after the death of his daughter...though the kingdom ran the way it had previously, as if it was barely affected by her passing. The kingdom's influx of travelers actually increased with the death of the princess, as many were those offering their blessings to the king and others came to see the annual Servant Gladiator Tournament which was a huge part of the kingdom's influx of traveler and income numbers. Magi from all over would participate after paying a large fee, and would be given a special seal to summon a warrior from ages past to fight by their side for domination. The victor received two prizes One wish for the master, and the rebirth of the servant...so long as both were agreed to by judges and the king alike. Nathan Stone is a recent entrant, gaining the last entry to the tournament and just barely making it. He used all the coin he had to enter, but it would definitely be worth it, especially with the tournament paying for his food and shelter during the battle. Nathan was redirected to the summoning room...and instructed as to how to summon his very own servant. The seal was placed within the middle of an incantation and Nathan would have to offer a blood sacrifice. A slit to the thumb would provide enough...and soon, a portal to the netherworld opened, giving access to only one person that would become his servant.
Thread: Jugger82 x MiHanna

Johanna came hurtling through the portal, looking precisely as she did the day of her passing - tiara in place, fancy dress and all. She landed hard on the floor and looked around. The Summoning room...? she said aloud, her voice showing her complete confusion. How did I get here? She looked at Nathan. And who are you?
Thread: Jugger82 x MiHanna

W-What in the nine hells is this...? Nathan replied as he saw who he had summoned. Princess Johanna...? He couldn't believe she was the one he had summoned. You only died a few years ago...how is this possible that you would be the one I'd summon...? He murmured. You must have been a great warrior to be chosen for the summoning catalogue so soon after your death...Do you know where you are right now? And whats happened...?
Thread: Jugger82 x MiHanna

Johanna rose to her feet and raised a brow at him, crossing her arms across her chest. Language, peasant, she said, her voice full of disdain to hide her continued fear and confusion. Then he mentioned her death and her eyes grew wide. I'm....I'm dead? But...no! Surely I'd know if I had passed, wouldn't I? She raised a hand to her mouth, her fingers curling into a fist before she began nibbling thoughtfully on a knuckle. How long?
Thread: Jugger82 x MiHanna

About ten years I think...It wasn't as long as most people who become servants have been dead...It usually takes decades more but you... He shook his head. You're dead...Er...Your Highness...And you've been summoned by myself to fight by my side in the Slave Gladiator Tournament...Which is why you're 'alive' right now. He pointed above her head. In case you haven't noticed, your highness...you have a Halo above your head, like all slaves who fight here.
Thread: Jugger82 x MiHanna

She glances up and, indeed, there is a halo. Indeed, it does generally take longer......However, please. If I am your slave, you must not call me Your Highness. Johanna will suffice. She looks at him. You don't seem as though you'd be able to carry a sword long, let alone participate in the games... Her voice grew slightly defiant. No wonder the Fates sent me to you. Obviously you need me to survive, never mind win.
Thread: Jugger82 x MiHanna

Thanks for the vote of confidence...but no. I am not a swordsman nor your typical magi. I only possess enough magic to make the summoning happen and maybe a few sparks of fire here or there but thats just about it. He murmured, and rubbed the back of his head in shame. Your high-...Johanna...We should really get going to the room they've prepared for us. I'm certain they want to get things underway as soon as possible to keep the tourists happy...We've got about two days to prepare for the first fight.
Thread: Jugger82 x MiHanna

She stared at him, incredulous, and was surprised her jaw didn't hit the floor. Are. You. Joking?! You have no skills, by your own admission, but you entered the games?! DO YOU HAVE A DEATH WISH?!?! She rolled her eyes and started pacing. I'll never earn a rebirth at the rate.... She looked at him. Yes, let's go to the room. From there we can discuss how you intend to survive this.
Thread: Jugger82 x MiHanna

Come on now. Its not like I came here without a game plan! Strategy wins this tournament, not brute force! He replied to defend himself. Lets go...We have to prepare for whats to come. With that, Nathan pulled out a small incantation. It was as if a tattoo was hanging onto the air, design in perfect shape as he held it. The next thing Johanna would know would be the stinging sensation of Nathan slapping the incantation across her chest, just above her cleavage. Thats your marker to show that you're a servant...I've also given it a special property...but that will come out later when we need it. Are you ready to go?
Thread: Jugger82 x MiHanna

She gasped and looked down at her chest before glowering at him. What kind of property....? she growled low enough that he probably wouldn't hear her. She stood straight before curtseying to him sarcastically. Of course, oh Master mine. Lead the way. In her mind she was trying to figure out what kind of strategy he could possibly have planned to save himself.
Thread: Jugger82 x MiHanna

The next thing he would pull out would be a small cloth rag. It was clean and had a red flower designed in the middle of it. For starters...we should do this first...Stay still, Johanna. He replied as he reached forward and began to tie the rag around her face, sort of like a facial bandanna that showed only her eyes and left everything else of her face to the imagination. We should probably keep your revival a secret for now...if people find out that you were summoned so suddenly, it might cause an uproar and the king might just halt the entire tournament altogether...even forcing the judges to grant you a revival. If he does that, the tournament would be in shambles and collapse under the refunds they'd have to give to their customers. With no money, they'd shut down...and your kingdom would lose a huge part of its economical gain and even collapse into poverty. You wouldn't want that, would you?