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Thread: From Business Woman to Pet (Ryanmo97 x SSlave)

She finished eating and looked up at him, despratly hoping that his house was in a secluded area. It would be very humiliating to be seen in public. She saw the matress and was happy that it was atleast normal sized. She still hated this man to the core, but atleast he wasn't completly mean and evil. Then, he took out a litter box and was saddened that she had to go to the bathroom in that thing. She sighed looked up at him, not knowing what to say. As he scrached her, a forced purr came out of her, and she watched him leave. She looked around the room after he left, glad to be able to walk of two legs still. She walked around before she had to pee. She walked over the litter box and took a piss in it, glad noone was watching. She then crawled into bed, curling up and looking at her paws. The're almost useless now... she whispered, before drifting off to sleep for the first time with this odd body.
Thread: From Business Woman to Pet (Ryanmo97 x SSlave)

The next morning Ryan walked into Lilly's room. He was carrying a dish of food and a dish of water. She looked so cute laying there asleep. He set her food on the floor and sat down on a chair and watched her sleep. He felt his cock get hard as he imagining making love to this beautiful cat woman.
Thread: From Business Woman to Pet (Ryanmo97 x SSlave)

'Lilly' had a dream, that everythingvthat had happened the past night was a dream. Slowly, but surly, she woke up and looked around to see Ryan and some food on the floor. She was too tired to be angry at him for some reason, and crawled over to the dishes, and eating drinking like she did last night. She had alredy gotten quite used to it, but it was still enbarassing. When she finished, she stood up, shook off, and walked up to Ryan. So... What's going to happen today, exactly? she asked, trying to sound nice. She was quite happy she could still stand on two legs.
Thread: From Business Woman to Pet (Ryanmo97 x SSlave)

Ryan smiled as he watched her eat. Then he watched her walk toward him, it hardly seemed real. When she asked what was going to happen today, he said, Well, I thought maybe you'd like to go for a walk outside and don't worry no one will see you. Then when we get back, we could have sex for the first time.
Thread: From Business Woman to Pet (Ryanmo97 x SSlave)

Lilly sighed and looked up, before cocking her head to one side. She had accepted the fact that there was nothing she could do, her old life had been completly destroyed by this man, and she had bottled up her anger. She decided to be good, for now atleast. If she gained his trust, mabie she could figure out a way to get back to normal. She was a little reluctant, but she finally spoke. Well... I guess I could go outside if nobody sees me... she muttered something to herself before looking at him. Fine, let's go outside, then. Mabie some fresh air would help her clear her mind. She seemed to compleatly have ignored the second part, about having sex for the first time.
Thread: From Business Woman to Pet (Ryanmo97 x SSlave)

Ryan smiled he pulled a leash out of his pocket and attached it to her collar. Then he removed the chain from her collar and took her outside. Once they were outside, Lilly could see that she was in the woods far from civilization. Isn't it beautiful out here, Lilly. If you continue to be a good kitty. I'll let you come out here by yourself for some alone time. But you should know that there is a very large fence surrounding the property. Also, I have a tracking device in your collar so I know where you are at all times. Come with me. he took Lilly down a small path. And they reached a waterfall and pond of water.
Thread: From Business Woman to Pet (Ryanmo97 x SSlave)

Lilly took a deep breath of air, once they were outside. It made her feel a bit better than beig inside for hours. She looked around and was glad she coulden't see anyone, but she realised just how big his land was, she didn't see a fence anywhere. She wasn't suprised in the least when she was told of the tracking device, she expected as much. When she saw the pond and waterfall, she was amazed with how pretty It was and stared for a few seconds, before continueing walking.
Thread: From Business Woman to Pet (Ryanmo97 x SSlave)

Ryan sat down on the next to the shore of the pond and had Lilly sit next to him. He petted her back as they sat. I hope you don't hate me to much for what I did to you, Lilly. But can you honestly tell me you were really happy in your old life? I really think that you will be much happier as my pet. I promise to treat you very well... Ryan turned her head and went to kiss her on the lips.
Thread: From Business Woman to Pet (Ryanmo97 x SSlave)

Lilly sat down beside Ryan, sighing. She felt his hand on her back, and qietly listened to his question. She got angry, looking at him. Do you really think I'm happy? That I signed up for this?! I'm a freak! A furry, cat-like freak... I still hate you right now... she felt her head turn, and pushed him away as he tryed to kiss her.
Thread: From Business Woman to Pet (Ryanmo97 x SSlave)

Ryan held on to Lilly, Listen, You better understand something, Lilly. I'm your owner now. There is no antidote to your condition. You will be a cat woman for the rest of your life. You could have a lot of freedom around here if you are good. Come on, Ryan stood up and lead Lilly back down to her room. He hooked her back up to her chain and then he started to take his clothes off.
Thread: Shredded Earth - OOC discussion.

Name Rodney Jeffkins Age 34 Gender Male Ethnicity Native American, Caucasian. Hair Color Black Eye Color Dark Brown Height 6' Weight 195 lbs Birthplace Las Vegas, Nevada Class Pilot Faction Independent, former Air Born. Preferred Weapon Types Pump-action Shotgun, and Pistol sidearm. Motto There ain't no rest for the wicked, and I haven't slept all week. History A former member of the Air Born, Rodney was one of the few pilots the faction employed. While the safest of all the factions, it would be foolish for the Air Born to not employ some form of protection. They functioned as both the military and the police for the settlements. He was responsible for transporting those that the city wanted to banish to the surface, as well as the occasional meeting with other factions for trade agreements. Surprisingly, he was asked to do both equally as often. Born into a military station, and a second class citizenship, Rodney's family was not particularly remarkable as far as the Air Born were concerned. His father a career man, his mother a career man's wife, as silly a concept as it was in the world they lived in. Rodney followed in his father's foot steps, as was expected, and worked as a Pilot and mechanic, doing his part in keeping their little paradise above the real world. When he was old enough, he took his father's place as a Pilot for the 'state'. He commanded a small regiment, only a dozen or so pilots and planes, more than enough for the small city in the air. He spent much of his adult life in monotany, but was kept in comfort along with his family. His career path provided them all with the same home, as there was not enough space or resources to make more for the ever growing population. He caught the eye of more then a few of the women of the colony, but never chose to settle down with one in particular. Most felt that was due to his focus on his work, which was only partly the case. After having to take one particular citizen of the Air Born into banishment, Rodney didn't come back. He took his plane and vanished. At least, as far as the Air Born cared, he'd vanished. Rodney had simply gotten sick of their way of living and taken to try and whittle out a life for himself high in the mountainous regions of North America. The Rockies were too far out of the way for most of the Xenomorphs to care to look, and while the air wasn't the cleanest, it was preferred to death by alien mutilation. He spends most of his time scavenging, using his stolen plane to investigate areas much faster then most ground transport.
Thread: Shredded Earth - OOC discussion.

Name Psy Armstrong Age 29 Gender Female Ethnicity Mixed black African-AmericanScottish Hair Color Dark brown Eye Color Blue Height 58 Weight 160lbs Birthplace Youngstown, Pennsylvania Class Medic Faction Nomad Preferred Weapon Types 7 XX WWIII Trench Knife Motto Invictus Maneo - I remain unvanquished. History Psy grew up with her single mother scavenging from one end of the Gulf Coast to the other. She has no virtually no knowledge of her extended families both on her mother and father's side. Her mother told her that her father was killed when Psy was just an infant but left the details at that. She wears his black ouroboros necklace in his memory with her motto inscribed on the back. At the age of 12, she watched her mother get gunned down by members of the Subterranean. Their goal was not to kill Leandra Tucker only to make her suffer. And suffer she did for the next 4 days. Despite Psys efforts to find anything and anyone to help her mother, Leandra died in her daughters arms. Hours before she passed, she gave her daughter an envelope with the word Wings on the outside. The truth is inside, she said. Psy has yet to open the envelope even 17 years later. Her mothers death directed her to the field of medicine what was left of it and what was available to her. Regardless of the educational shortcomings, shes one of the most skilled medics in the Nomads. Shes know for her ability to improvise and make due in a bind. With scarce resources, its the least she can do. Despite the lifestyle shes force to live in, she does maintain some sense of moral superiority. Shes recently struck out on her own after the last band she was wandering with killed a mother and her 2 small children without provocation. It is more dangerous for her to be traveling alone, but she's on the search to find another small group to attach herself too. Her abilities as a medic will be a powerful bargaining tool, as long as they give her time to illustrate how she can benefit the group.
Thread: Shredded Earth - OOC discussion.

Name Yllet Moss, goes by Moss Age 21 Gender M Ethnicity French-Canadian Russian Hair Color Varied Brown Eye Color HazelnutGreen Height 5'9 Weight 151 lbs Birthplace North of Edmonton, Canada Rural Class MechanicPilot Was a Biped mechanic Faction Former Subterranean Preferred Weapon Types Rifles uses an old scoped hunting rifle Motto What? History Yllet's father had been a well-known wartime mechanic back in Russia, but after he moved to Canada hoping for a more fulfilling career, he found that his skills as a mechanic were far-removed from North American technology. Initially, this did not phase him, and he had persevered, eventually owning a small gunsmith and workshop in a rural community, where he met Yllet's mother. But soon came hard times. Yllet's parents did not have enough money to continue supporting him and so had him enlist in the military as a mechanic. From a young age, Yllet had been a quick learner, and by the time he was about 19, he was already an adept mechanic. He was installed in an airbase in western Canada, to work on North American Bipedal units. On one particular occasion, he was asked to fix a broken balancing chamber in one of the older units. Instead of simply replacing the part, Yllet installed a balancer of his own design and adjusted the computer systems. When the biped was powered up again, it was found to be more agile than several of the newer models. While this was potentially an enormous advance in military autonomic technology, Yllet suffered a court-martial and dishonorably discharged for ignoring direct orders. Infuriated, Yllet snuck his way back into the section of the airbase wherein sat the biped he had upgraded. He climbed into the unit and took off, both demonstrating his ability as a technician and sending him straight into the Subterranean Black List.
Thread: N/A 2010 NO LONGER ACTIVE

RE Come be my pet. I am willing to play a male role, 22 year old male named ashley he shy nerdy type going to collage for art.
Thread: Jack's Big Sister Discussion Thread

well I will be playing one of the boys and I definitely enjoy the sound of not only making it a group rp but also bringing in more people to enjoy the fun.
Thread: Jack's Big Sister Discussion Thread

Well I am glad! Just waiting for Haldir. I am playing the sister unless someone else wants to play her?
Thread: Jack's Big Sister Discussion Thread

I usually post too slowly for group rp's, but if Haldir isn't interested, send me a pm. Take care!
Thread: Jack's Big Sister Discussion Thread

I'm here, lol.
Thread: Jack's Big Sister Discussion Thread

Ok So I would like 4 people at least if were gonna make it a group roleplay.
Thread: Jack's Big Sister Discussion Thread

if you are looking for more males I would be interested in joining.
Thread: Jack's Big Sister Discussion Thread

I am looking for more males
Thread: Jack's Big Sister Discussion Thread

Then count me in, what do I need to do?
Thread: Jack's Big Sister Discussion Thread

I'd be willing to join in, and fill a female role.
Thread: \(o.o)

Wow... first off, I truly apologize for not being on as much as I should be for RPs and for duty. Luckily for me, there aren't any major family problems or the like that's keeping me away from the computer. However, friends that are usually not in townstate-side because of school are back and as it's nearing the end of summer for us, we're trying to hang out as much as possible. So I'll have to admit that I most likely won't be 'active' until September 29th'ish - the date when everyone's kicked back to school and Kitten can focus again . I will be on and off though, so it's not a complete vanish. One, I'd like to apologize again to all RP partners. I hate the hiatus' that happen and I know it can kill an RP. So, I'll understand if I come back and I've been dropped. If by any chance that anyone still wants to RP with me, throw me a PM any time between now and then I'll see it once I get back. I'll be happy to pick right back up on our original RP or to start up a complete new one. Second, I'd like to apologize to the Mods and workers of BM. I respect the position of a Green Midget and do love helping out. I do find some time here and there to attempt to recruit when I can, but I apologize for not being online more often for other jobs. I do hope that I can continue working as I am and will be picking up slack once school starts sad to say, I'm more productive during school, but I'd understand if I was demoted as well. No harm, no foul and all. Well. . . thats all I got. For those of you that have me on facebook, check out my little stuffed puppy! He is adorable and small and will take over the world. Other than that 3 Kitten
Thread: Polar Friggin' Opposites

Allan slammed his fist on the table. Don't give me that shit! We had a deal , he exclaimed, You get rid of that pussy drummer, and then I'll play for you. Jean sighed, Come on man, I know what he did was mean, but we need both of you for this band to work. He's a magnificent drummer, an I don't have to tell you that your hooks are what makes our shit catch. I've already signed for this tour! We can't possibly back down now. Allan shook his head, his long dark hair curled just below his shoulders. No, Jean. I have too much else on my plate right now to deal with Jarred. He totalled my car on one of his drunken fucking rampages. I can't afford to go on this tour, I had to use the insurance money to pay for school. You're a good guy, Jean, you'll find a new guitarist. He stood and reached out his hand. Reluctantly, Jean shook it. Silently, they parted ways. The door to Allan's apartment swung open with a loud whine. Allan sighed and grabbed his bag from the bench by the door. He ventured outside, steel-toed boots crunching loudly on the gravel outside. Black boots, narrow black jeans, illegible band t-shirt, leather jacket and aviators. A grim and silent individual, campus security had a real distaste for him. The bus stopped and he climbed on. Anybody who had conversed with him would have known that he wasn't all bad. It was his looks that seemed to suggest otherwise. He rode the transit every day to the University, but the minute he stepped on to that boring, vanilla campus he was greeted only with distasteful glances and rude comments. He was used to it, of course. Allan 'Swamp' Ylette stepped of his first Monday class. None of the students in his classes ever seemed to know his name, or cared to, but it was only the third week in, and there were still many transfers taking place. He was already sick of the people leering at him and it had only been an hour long class...
Thread: Polar Friggin' Opposites

Victoria 'Vicki' Abernathy had noticed Allan for a while now, just simple stolen glances now and then. She even knew his name, even if he didn't know hers. Which he probably did, despite any level of reclusion he chose, or however socially unattached the male might be. And she had her first class with him today. Clad in a short denim skirt and tank top that cut off just above her navel, the queen bee student strutted down the hall. Long, raven black hair spilled past her shoulders. Cherry red lips coated with a light layer of lip gloss. Tan, toned, and totally gorgeous, she slid past the classroom door, immediately drawing the male attention of the entire class. Well, everyone except Allan, of course. Sighing quietly to herself, the girl was determined to get his attention. Moving down the aisle, she slid into the seat next to him, putting on a friendly smile, leaning in his direction with an interested grin. Hey Allan. She greeted with a soft, sweet-as-honey voice, clear blue eyes looking him over. He was the complete opposite of her, which made him all the more intriguing. But up to this point he'd never tried to talk to her, despite her thousands of attempts at conversation that all ended with big, fat failures. Hopefully today would be different. He's got to talk to me sometime... Thankfully there were still a few minutes before class started, which gave her some time.
Thread: Polar Friggin' Opposites

Allan unfolded his arms and rested his forehead on his palm. He turned his head slightly and glanced at her. Clearly they had their differences. They were evidently of different qualities. She was hot exceptionally so, but he tried to put these thoughts out of consideration. What did this girl possibly want? Allan was just under 5'11, a little thin and fairly grim. Maybe it was some sort of elaborate joke. She knew his name, and although he wasn't particularly social, it was easy enough for word to get around. Uh... Hi? What was he supposed to do here. Her intentions were unclear and he was not the type to make unwarranted assumptions.
Thread: Polar Friggin' Opposites

How's it going? Vicki grinned as he actually acknowledged her words and presence. She folded her hands on her lap, leaning closer to him again. Her bright blue eyes lit up with eager excitement for what he might say next, even if it was just another couple of words. Something about Allan fascinated her terribly, thus her constant attempts at social interaction with him. Someone had to bring him out of his shell, and who better than her, the most social student ever? She had taken on the personal responsibility and duty of getting him involved with other people. No matter how long it would take or how hard it would be.
Thread: Polar Friggin' Opposites

Allan paused. Why was she being friendly? This was a question that needed an answer. Not bad, I guess. It's Victoria, right? He wasn't entirely sure if he'd gotten it right. She was the kind of person whom others spoke of frequently, and most things he had overheard were quite obviously spoken out of jealousy. He knew her name, of course, but he was not sure how much he'd heard was factual. She didn't seem unkind or especially brazen, but she did dress fairly suggestively. Allan's eyes flicked towards the front of the class. She was exceptionally good on the eyes, and it was a bit of a struggle to keep his sense of decorum.
Thread: Polar Friggin' Opposites

Vicki is fine. The female said, smile widening as he actually kept talking to her. Things were going good, or so it seemed. And you're Allan. She remarked softly, looking the male over a bit more. Nice to officially meet you. She teased, shaking her head at him. Noticing his attention move towards the front of the class, she noticed the teacher walking in and sitting at their desk. Damn. Turning in her seat to face the front, she took out her notebook but just doodled for the duration of the period.
Thread: Polar Friggin' Opposites

There it was again. He wondered how she'd learned of his name, but he supposed it couldn't have been too difficult. R right. It's nice to meet you as well. he said to her quietly. Class was about to begin. It was an easy enough course. She began doodling in her notebook. Allan smirked slightly. Maybe they had more in common than he had anticipated her drawings weren't bad at all. She definitely had her own style. Still, he figured it might be a bad idea to pull out his own sketchpad for the time being. Class ended quickly, or so it seemed. He had been following along, vaguely, but had spend about as much time daydreaming, or making quick glances towards her sketchpad or her. Allan pushed his seat back, and grabbed his bag. Although his next class wasn't until after lunch, he wanted to be out of there fairly quickly. Dealing with her might be difficult if he couldn't maintain his facade of disinterest. If it were only so easy.
Thread: Loves Search for M and F partners UPDATED (9/7/10)

RE Will You Be The One? RP Search Pmed.
Thread: Loves Search for M and F partners UPDATED (9/7/10)

RE Will You Be The One? RP Search Awesome. Thanks.
Thread: Deep in the Jungle (Detox/Kylen)

The village swarmed with activity, as was normal. The large exception today was in the middle of the small, almost town like place. While it was normal to see women walking about almost bare to the world, this woman was new to most of them. Several of the hunters were standing near it, guarding the prisoner tied to the stake. Her clothes would be torn, as though dragged through part of the jungle, and the chief would be there, studying her. It was clear that they were trying to decide what to do with her, and her options were not looking pretty. The chief and the one who caught her conversed together, as if trying to decide several things about her very, very immediate future. Coming to a close, they walked closer to her, and looked up. Do you understand us? the Chief said, not sure if they would have anything close to the same language.