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Thread: (Junko x Zen)

He giggled as he felt this, and then put the toy down on the bed, before he pulled her closer, pressing his chest against her chest. This wasn't exactly what he had planned today, but he liked it, even his old self was beginning to like it. Mmm... Do you want to play want to play with your naughty little kitty? He asked her, Right now, he didn't care about clothes, however she owed him some clothes now. His tail slowly moved down and wrapped around her leg, and just continued to look down into her eyes. He gently nuzzled against her neck, and just continued to hold her tightly, enjoying the feeling of his wet pussy against hers.
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

Summer day! Summer Day! Bummer day for Jake Duvalk, the comic book artist and single dad. For as long as he could remember, Jake has always been a comic book fan. Saving up his allowance for weekly visits to the comic store. Doodling his favorite heroes. Even dreaming of being a hero! Though like like all dreams... Jake had to wake up. When he got married. his wife was quite the bitch after the first few months of marriage. Never let him go anywhere near a comic book shop and even made him burn all of his old comic books. After their son was born Jake began to contemplate whether he should call the whole thing off... then... in an instant. She cheated on him. It was actually a rather hilarious event. Jake came home one day to find a hunk fucking his wife. Of course they both were in shock but Jake gave the guy a high five and told him to 'Get her the fuck out of this house!' Well... yep... there you have it. Now the 38 year old reignited his love for comic books by becoming a popular artist and had become infamous for his surreal exaggerated art style. Now Jake lived comfortably with his son. And now for our feature presentation. It was a basic summer Monday in the Duvalk home. Jake was up in the kitchen blasting Daft Punk, Depeche Mode and Aquabats. He ran a hand through his soft brown hair tied up in the usual pony as his green eyes scanned the sizzling bacon. His usual outfit A t-shirt and his favorite pair of Camo shorts. Hm... ol' junior should be gettin' up soon... Jake said as he looked at the clock.
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

Damien curled up in his bed for a moment. He was so glad that he didn't have to wake up early for school for the next three months. He flipped open his phone and smiled happily, glad that it was about nine in the morning. He stretched and closed his phone. He rolled over with a big yawn. He sat up and stretched again. Wearing only shorts, he walked downstairs, his brown hair slightly messy from his very good sleep. Morning Dad, he said, taking in a deep breath of the smells of breakfast. mmm...breakfast smells good. Good thing I am hungry, the sixteen year old said with a small laugh.
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

Mornin' Damien! Jake grinned turning down the music Go ahead and have a seat. Breakfast is almost ready dude. Jake had to admit... Damien had grown into a rather handsome boy. After a bit Jake came ot the table with a palte of Bacon, Eggs and his special , Old time Duvalk recipe hashbrowns. Here ya go. Jake smiled and sat down So... whaddya wanna do today?
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

Damien smiled at his father and then shrugged his shoulders a little bit at him. I don't know, he said as he started to dig in carefully. He didn't want to tell his father than his mom had called him last night. She wanted Damien to come over today, but Damien had to reject her offer, telling her that he would rather hang out with his father than her and her knew boyfriend. I was thinking a lazy day today. Maybe a movie marathon or something. Did you have any plans for today, Dad?
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

Sure sounds good. Jake smiled as he began eating I gotta head to home Depot to pick up a few things but when I get back we'll kick back, watch some tube and i'll make those milk shakes you always love.
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

Damien laughed softly and nodded his head, finishing up his food happily. He got up to put his plate in the sink and then got a glass of milk. How is your newest comic coming along? he asked curiously, tilting his head to the side a little bit. Since his father was a comic fan, the apple didn't fall far from the tree, so to speak. Damien was getting his own good collection of comics and mangas in his room.
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

Pretty good pretty good.l I already got the new issue all drawn and sent to Larry for coloring and lettering. Jake smiled and thought for a second Heh... gonna be some big plot twists comin' up. Once Jake finished his food he looked at the clock and got up sayin' Well I'll be back in a bit okay dude. Jake smiled as he grabbed the keys to his jeep.
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

Damien nodded his head as he watched his dad walk out of the house. Figuring he would have time, he had an erection that was kind of needing to attend to. He didn't know what had caused it, it was wanting attention. So, he went up to his bedroom and sat down on his bed. He pulled down his pants and started to stroke his cock.
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

Doo doo doo... Jake whistled but realized he forgot something Hey where's my wallet... Jake walked back in and looked around. Damn... Jake walked upstaires and walked into Damien's room Hey have you my walle- Jake stopped when he saw Damien masturbating.
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

Damien nearly jumped out of his skin when he heard his dad walk into his room. He tried to cover himself up as much as he could, blushing deeply as he looked up at his father. W-w-what are you doing? I-I thought you were going to Home Depot... he muttered.
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

I... lost my wallet... Jake said not knowing what to do. God damn his son was gifted. Uuum... Jake was at a loss of words. He hadnt had any form of sexual contact since he got divorced. Er dont worry... Uuuh it's cool. Jake said and saw a buldge in his pants Well guess we'll do a circle jerk... just like I did in college.
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

Damien noticed the bulge as well and blinked at what his father was saying. Circle jerk? He didn't know what that was, but he could only guess. He didn't know why, but his seven inch dick was still hard and throbbing. He swallowed and looked down at it for a moment, cursing it a bit.
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

Well... Jake slid his shorts down to show his throbbing 9 inch cock. Pretty much if two guys are both horny... they... oh who am I kiddin..Jake sighed and got on his knees. He moved Damien's hands gently before licking his son's cock.
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

Damien sucked in a deep breath when he felt his father's tongue against his cock. He looked down at his father, blushing still. Dad... he groaned, finding that he and his cock really liked the feeling of his father's dick. He swallowed nervously.
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

Hey dont worry... we'll go by the dont ask dont tell rule. Jake smiled as he took off his shirt saying You really are a cute boy.. Jake smiled and picked up Damien and set the both of them up in a sixty nine position. Jake grinned on bottom and began to suck on hsi son's cock.
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

Damien didn't know what to do at first as he stared at his dad's massive dick. No wonder where his rather large cock had come from. His father was huge. He licked his lips and gave the head a small lick. He never been with another male before. Hew as bi curious, but he never had a chance to play with another male. Swallowing he moaned as he took it into his mouth.
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

Jake groaned softly feeling Damien's warm mouth on his cock. Jake grinned and swirled his tongue along the rim of Damien's asshole and kept jerking him off.
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

Damien had no idea that his father was this way, bisexual or even gay. He sucked on the head of his cock as he moaned, feeling his father's tongue against his asshole. He sucked a little harder on his dick and reached over to grab Jake's balls.
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

Jake kept licking Damien's asshole and soon slipped his tongue deep enough to massage his son's prostate. He pulled his tongue out and started to finger fuck damien. god you have such a tight ass... I cant wait to fuck it. Jake grinned as he stroked his son's cock harder and faster.
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

Damien blushed heavily at his father's words. I've never...had sex before.. he whispered, pulling his dick out of his mouth and proceed to stroke up and down it slowly. I didn't know you liked males, Dad.
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

Well i've always been a bit bi curious. Jake smiled at his son and moved to kiss his boy's lips softly prodding his asshole with his cock.
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

Damien blushed as he felt his father's cock against his hole. He couldn't help but wrap his arms and legs around his fathers back. Please be gentle.. he whispered, nodding his head at him.
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

I will Damien. Jake smiled kissing him softly again and slowly slipped his cock inside Damien.
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

Damien whimpered and closed his eyes tightly as his father started to push inside of him. He licked his lips a little bit. It felt good, but his ass was so tight around his cock that it was hurting as well.
Thread: Er... is it time for the talk? (me and Naochan)

Jake moaned and got half way into Damien's ass. He slowly began to move his hips back and forth slowly pleasuring his son.
Thread: Name That Song Game

Okay the game is kinda easy. You post a few lines of Lyrics from the song your listening to RIGHT NOW and the person below you has to guess what the name of the song is and who sings it. They thing post a few lines of lyrics from the song they are listening to RIGHT NOW. So on and so froth. Have fun...Me First. I am just a man Not superhuman I'm not superhuman Someone save me from the hate It's just another war Just another family torn Falling from my faith today Just a step from the edge Just another day in the world we live I need a hero to save me now I need a hero, save me now I need a hero to save my life A hero will save me just in time Name my Song
Thread: Name That Song Game

The song is Hero by Skillet? Dawn??s still fighting to feed the crowd A thousand lights, for million souls The town is burning and kids are proud Another dream has spilled the coals Night??s still floating to breed the spark A thousand lies, for million souls The town is kneeling and future??s dark Another scheme to fill the holes Hope??s a wrinkle bruising the eyes I miss the voice inside my head For all the blames, every whisper Gave up the noise, wish I was dead
Thread: Name That Song Game

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Thread: Name That Song Game

Zennarion said The song is Hero by Skillet? Click to expand... Undoubtedly correct, and ironic cause I love the fuck out of that song. But besides that...
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

Re Onica and Asuarah Group Request I usually play the Mysterious read loner dommes and SubsSubs with strong will.. I'll play just about any role you have in mind.. feel free to PM one of us.. or IM.. whatever im on allll the time. I have some plots myself so feel free to ask.
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

Re Dark Shell Idea... Bump
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

Re Dark Shell Idea... coutn me in as a Girl
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

Re Dark ShellLust in the Cage Idea... Okay soldiers are looking good I just need some female's lol
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

Re Dark ShellLust in the Cage Idea... Sadly Miss Onica, I don't like to play females. I mean I could. I just don't enjoy it that much.
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

Re Dark ShellLust in the Cage Idea... I was asking you to play one of the male soldiers silly lol lol
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

Re Dark ShellLust in the Cage Idea... I'm in. Character sheet has been sent.
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

Re Dark ShellLust in the Cage Idea... Same here Mr. DTD. That is, if Miss Onica doesn't mind something a little, odd.
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

Re Dark ShellLust in the Cage OOC Plot Chat thingy okay everyone....they are in a large city on the east coast that looks like the photo. They are trying to make it the Chicago area.
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

Re Scars of War The Long Road Home OOC Plot Chat thingy sorry about getting upset over Player Knowledge. it's just been a petpeve from back when i get to play face-to-face RPs
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

Re Scars of War The Long Road Home OOC Plot Chat thingy Let's just drop it. It was a mis communication that could have been avoided by pointing it out sooner... But it's done now.
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

Re Scars of War The Long Road Home OOC Plot Chat thingy Other than my own character, and one of Miss Kikora's And Ghost since I pointed this out already to Miss Onica, I have no idea what the characters in here really look like. Just a rough description would be nice so I can craft my responses a bit better to others. Basic Description for Daniel I hammered out for Miss Onica Shaggy. Over regulation hair length, light brown color, going halfway down his back. Unshaven. Green eyes, very pale skin, about 5'4 tall and looks like he might be 90 lbs flat, so definately a bit malnourished. Sunken eyes, bloodshot, pretty dirty. His clothes are ragged, torn, hang very loose on him since he lost all his muscle mass.
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

Re Scars of War The Long Road Home OOC Plot Chat thingy Nadira It's really hard to find a picture of this haracter without her spear. XD Clothing choice is basically the same. !-- m --a classpostlink relnofollow href m -- Teyha Same basic style clothing, oversized, or layered, a bit overly modest. !-- m --a classpostlink relnofollow href m -- ... 6902-1.jpg
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

Re Scars of War The Long Road Home OOC Plot Chat thingy however she is not in her street clothes. She is wearing The pants and the boots are the same, the shirt has the sleeves torn off and the blouse is tied around her hips. Her cover got lost somewhere along time ago.
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

Re Scars of War The Long Road Home Spots Opem Hate to be a pain in the hind end, but could I either get two spots or forty minutes? Because there is no way I can type out two full posts in ten minutes a piece. DX I really like to take my time with these...
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

Re Scars of War The Long Road Home Spots Opem KK I can fix the time limit.
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

Re Scars of War The Long Road Home Spots Opem And thats Angel If you all were wondering 3
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

this is close to what the Master Sergeant looks like.
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

We lookin for girls or soldiers at this time? Either way I'm in just thought I'd check that before I made my character.
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

I guess I'd be in. anyting specifically needed?
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

I think I'm going to have to leave this RP. nothing Spaight does is benificial to the RP. He wasnt the one who screwed the pooch on the mission. That was GHOST who moved and got people killed. Not Spaight. The things he told GHOST was something told directly into her EAR. And it was something Onica had WANTED him to tell her. and do to her. As it stands. he's going to pull the pins on his grenades if you are treatening to kill him. He'll be damned if he dies by some of his subordinates executing him.
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

Whispering in the ear of a sniper is a brilliant idea after all, right? -- Or ignoring everyone elses posts so you screw with the storyline... S Don't get guts on Teyha or Nadira, it's hard to wash blood and gore out of hair.
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

I'm just playing a role Spake. It's nothing personal. Parker is an angry man right now because of the loss of his girl and he see's Spaight's actions as being less then leader worthy. Can you blame him? Spaight, as commander, fell asleep for 6 hours I think it was six at least without setting any watches other than Ghost which would be unheard of in the military - 1 to 2 hour shifts is the norm as far as I've ever read, he delegated to Parker tasks that, at least in Parker's eyes were not appropriate, and he went out of the building leaving one man in agony on the floor and not ensuring that defenses were properly in place, etc. Parker is seeing Ghost being willing to take on a leadership role so he's willing to support her despite her fuck ups - to him, the orders she barked out made more sense than anything he'd heard from Spaight so far. Keeping in mind that he's angry, hostile, etc. As for whispering something in Ghost's ear, I saw that drama when I woke up the next day and went back over your post and honestly, I didn't see where you said that. I did see it in later posts, but not the original one in question. And I read it three times. I can't answer to anything Onica might have asked your character to do so not going there. I can tell you that she did NOT ask me to put anything specific in my post. She simply asked me to get it back on track, have Arc follow, and then Kikora so we were back in order. The words I used were entirely my own, as seen through the eyes of my character. Nothing more. Leaving the RP vs not leaving is entirely up to you but I'm not trying to run you off. I'm just playing a pissed off soldier trying to survive and thinking that he has better chances under another leader, even one as fucked up as Ghost. Mutiny isn't unheard of in the military - after all, just look at Vietnam and the concept of fragging. Would he actually pull the trigger on Spaight? I don't know - he hasn't told me yet.
Thread: Scars of War: The Long Road Home (Spots Open)

Oh!Friggin!Snap! -random applause for Kiko- Ahem, Anyways bro. I think Dtd was commenting about the moment where ghost went down and yelled at everyone about it, It sort of became known then, In my humble opinion.Everyone agrees with you that OOC does not relate to IC at all, thats just not It. Secondly, You did Ignore the post order and skip Kiko's turn sevral times. And messed up a whole bunch of posts. Onica set up an order and It was working great, you went ahead and posted out of your turn. Everyone has to get a chance to post. Otherwise people would feel alienated and this wouldnt be fun for anyone. If you just keep those things In mind you shouldnt have to leave, but to each his own, no one Is keeping you If you'd like to leave.
Thread: Two new Arts

First is the older of the two. It's me as a Eevee, for a Gaia art auction I am in, the theme being Pokemon. and the second one is a Gaia commission I just finished. Also, Hi, I'm alive. XD Not that anyone cares.
Thread: Two new Arts

Beautiful as always
Thread: Two new Arts

Ooooh very nice. I love your use of color and how you blend it.
Thread: [Bloodkiss/Kravin]

Ariya slammed the office door, striding down the long hall toward the front door to the mansion. Irritated, she ran her fingers across the seven small throwing knives strapped to her thigh before glancing a the file in her hand again. Her hips swayed dangerously, and her boots clicked rapidly across the marble floor as she stalked out of the building. She hurried down the gravel drive to her Ducati Streetfighter, grabbing the helmet off of the handlebars and tugging it over her head. Her long, red-gold hair was tied up in a high ponytail, hanging down between her shoulderblades. She swung her leg over the cherry-red bike, tucking the file into her saddle-bag, revving the engine and then squealing out of the courtyard. She'd been given twice her normal fee, but this was still an irritating case.
Thread: [Bloodkiss/Kravin]

Pirro sat back in the large plush recliner as he held onto his drink. He propped his feet on a nearby table and reclined. He lived in a large mansion owned by one of the top Vampire lords in the city. They had been fighting with the rival clan and are currently at war with not only them but the werewolves too. In order to try to solve this with as little bloodshed as possible the fighting was mainly done by mercenaries and assassins. Pirro was one of the best and he knew it. His cockiness didn't go unnoticed, alot of the clan members found his joyful attitude and nonchalantness to be creepy. Pirro just loved the thrill of the fight, since he was a vampire he was immortal and he took advantage of it. He was also very stealthy and carried only a dagger strapped to his thigh as a weapon. He had been handed a case and smiled at the information. He knew the his target was a very successful assassin like himself and he truly wondered who was better. He let out a low chuckle as he set down the file and straightened out his dress jacket and brushed off his tux pants. He always dressed in style even on a mission. Pirro walked out of the mansion and walked towards the rival mansion. He knew he'd run into her on the way, if he has a file on her then she surely has a file on him. A smirk played across his face as he continued to walk and wait.
Thread: [Bloodkiss/Kravin]

That was him. He was just striding down the road. She was sure it was him. Screeching to a stop, the Ducati left black streaks on the pavement five feet long. She threw her high-heeled boot into the kickstand, propping the bike up and swinging her tight-denim clad leg over the seat. She wore a red low-cut v-neck shirt that hugged her torso, and her black jeans squeezed her hips and thighs, tucked into knee-high black boots with tall, sharp stilleto heels. She yanked the helmet off, her red-gold hair tumbling free, and tossed it to the ground. Wow, I didn't think I'd run into this soon. She strode toward him, fingering the handle of a throwing-knife strapped to her thigh.
Thread: [Bloodkiss/Kravin]

Pirro pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lit one as he ran a hand through his thick black hair. He looked at her with his crystal clear blue eyes and smiled a bit. He took a drag from his cigarette and blew out a thick cloud of smoke into the air as he took his time to examine the target. He took note on her attitude and natural aura sizing her abilities up before he could even see them. It's not like i was hiding from ya, in fact i wanted to see you as soon as I could. He said with a playful tone as he took out his dagger and began to toss it in the air and catch it. How do you drive a motorcycle in those terribly uncomfortable looking shoes? Pirro asked as he kept a small distance between his opponent.
Thread: [Bloodkiss/Kravin]

She chuckled, her silver eyes glittering dangerously. My boots aren't that uncomfortable. And they come in handy in a fight. I've lodged this heel into several throats before, even a few stomachs. And I handle my motorbike very well. She grabbed two of her throwing knives, tossing them between her hands. Shall we see who is the better juggler?