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Thread: Révolution, Oublié temps (Nobility Roleplay!)

RE Chantilly Castle A Nobility Roleplay! Hmmmmm I never heard of that book but looking it up, makes me wanna pick it up for a nice read. If this goes into a vote I say steampunk! Buuuuut! In interest to not, control what the creator wants. I will await any next suggestions until she tells us what she feels on the subject of more fantastical with a french royal family.
Thread: Révolution, Oublié temps (Nobility Roleplay!)

RE Chantilly Castle A Nobility Roleplay! The idea sounds interesting. I would have interest eventually.
Thread: Révolution, Oublié temps (Nobility Roleplay!)

RE Chantilly Castle A Nobility Roleplay! I'm so glad that people are interested. I had originally thought that we could loosely use a historical time period but the characters would be individually created. However, I am really open to anything. While I guess technically I am the creator I want to do what other people also want to do. I can't say I know much about steam punk as a literary genre and not as a fashion style other than the fact that it takes place in the Victorian era and includes advanced technology and possibly the supernatural. I think the steampunk theme with aspects of a Victorian royal court is interesting. I don't know enough about steampunk to come up with plot bunnies, though.
Thread: Révolution, Oublié temps (Nobility Roleplay!)

RE Chantilly Castle A Nobility Roleplay! Well, steampunk can always be made into your own thing. It is not so much a genre but more of an interesting what if. For example, what if in the victorina ages, we had giant floating ships, that fly on solar sails. And robots, robotics, cybernetics, magic, supernatural. See, not that hard. Just showcase, and create your world as it goes on, with more fantastical things! A good example is Alice In Wonderland. Not in setting, but in theory. Alice in wonderland is a cookey story, with unimaginable, imagination. Crazyness galore. Just grab something impossible, and make it possible! Grab something cool, or lame, and make it cooler! It is like making an original sci fi, but you put the sci fi in a historical setting. There is, however a specific look and vibe people use to recognize steam punk. But to me, it is more about how the story and setting works, and not so much the look.
Thread: Révolution, Oublié temps (Nobility Roleplay!)

RE Chantilly Castle A Nobility Roleplay! Addlepated grief He is dead and gone lady, he is dead and gone! At his head a grass green turf, at his heel a stone.
Thread: Révolution, Oublié temps (Nobility Roleplay!)

RE Chantilly Castle A Nobility Roleplay! Cricket noise...... Hello, hello, hello,....? Is anybody out there? Lol listening to Pink Floyd. But, I digress. Is anyone still interested in this or did this just flop out? Just wondering because no one is... Talking. Not even the owner.
Thread: Révolution, Oublié temps (Nobility Roleplay!)

RE Chantilly Castle A Nobility Roleplay! Im still here....
Thread: Révolution, Oublié temps (Nobility Roleplay!)

RE Chantilly Castle A Nobility Roleplay! I'd be interested in playing a princess, or a rather upper class lady who needs put in her place!
Thread: Révolution, Oublié temps (Nobility Roleplay!)

RE Chantilly Castle A Nobility Roleplay! I was interested in this idea when I first saw it go up, but I thought I wait a bit till either more players or details came up on the role play and plot. I like to maybe play as either the head butler or maid, that is privilege to a bunch of the secrets that are floating around. Or maybe the Seneschal to the King.
Thread: Révolution, Oublié temps (Nobility Roleplay!)

RE Chantilly Castle A Nobility Roleplay! I'm still here. I'm just not sure how successful I'd be at spearheading this roleplay, since I'm new and still getting acquainted with the site. I am definitely still interested in doing it, and it seems that there are... seven? interested people. I think that is definitely enough to start. However now that I think about it, I would prefer to do a Renaissance era roleplay rather than steam punk Victorian. I'm just not that acquainted with steam punk. How do people feel about this?
Thread: Révolution, Oublié temps (Nobility Roleplay!)

RE Chantilly Castle A Nobility Roleplay! If there's a class for Consort I will take that one. Or I could be a maid.
Thread: Révolution, Oublié temps (Nobility Roleplay!)

RE Chantilly Castle A Nobility Roleplay! I'm fine with that. I don't have much experience with steampunk either.
Thread: Révolution, Oublié temps (Nobility Roleplay!)

RE Chantilly Castle A Nobility Roleplay! My knowledge on both Renaissance and steam punk are sort of equal, as I Know enough to get by, but if I had to pick, I go with Renaissance over steampunk cause with steampunk there are so many variations of steampunk that it can get confusing.
Thread: Révolution, Oublié temps (Nobility Roleplay!)

RE Chantilly Castle A Nobility Roleplay! Well, renascence is ok. I merely suggested steam punk. So then do we do our own alternate timeline, so Oc's are allowed?
Thread: Révolution, Oublié temps (Nobility Roleplay!)

RE Chantilly Castle A Nobility Roleplay! I think it should be probably all Oc, the era would just be a guide. Is that okay? Okay, it's after 6 am. I've got to go to bed!
Thread: Révolution, Oublié temps (Nobility Roleplay!)

RE Chantilly Castle A Nobility Roleplay! That's probably a good idea. Next question would probably be, is this focused on one particular location, such as one Lord'sLadies' Chteau and it's environs. Or something larger with more Lord'sLadies' property. Mmm, now I'm thinking about the 30 Year war in Germany, the English Civil Wars, the French Wars of Religion, the Italian Wars and the Spanish Reconquista. -enjoys military history a little too much-
Thread: Révolution, Oublié temps (Nobility Roleplay!)

RE Chantilly Castle A Nobility Roleplay! This does sound like some good fun to be had here yess...
Thread: Assassin's Creed 1, 2, 3 or 4

Tactics said I'm interested in doing something based off of the Assassin's Creed games, and I'm interested in playing as either Altair, Ezio, Connor... Or Edward, the new protagonist from Assassin's Creed 4. HE'S A FUCKING PIRATE. ARGHH. But really, I like pirates. There'll be plot AND smut involved, so if you're interested, hit me up with a PM and we can discuss more. Oh, and, if you haven't seen the AC4 trailer? You'd better! Click to expand... We could continue the scene at the end of the trailer, if you wanted. They woman Edward took from the other man. OR a I could play as a woman Edward found in the haul of a Spanish ship.
Thread: A Little Venom for Mary Jane {darkest_fate&Google}

The hissing voice slithered down Mary Jane's spine. She felt it crawling across her skin, leaving little pinpricks in her flesh as it went. That voice had spoken to her before, had drawn upon the knowledge of the suit to tease and torment the pretty redhead. The symbiote knew of her attachment to Peter, and, more importantly, it knew of Peter's attachment to her. This had been one of the events that Peter had feared most his loved one stuck alone in an alley with a creature that wanted nothing so much as to inflict harm upon him. Yet MJ was not meek. She was not the fainting daisy so often portrayed in old films. The redhead was made of stern stuff, and would have made a decent hero in her own right. Fear still shot through her. It still caused those pinpricks and formed a chunk of ice in Mary Jane's gut. it still twisted her gut and set her nerves to dancing. But she could control that fear. She'd faced down nightmares and horrors before she would face them down again. This was no different. Venom, she said before turning. Her blue eyes took in the wide monster before her. Wide, wider than she remembered. Could he have grown? He did seem to match whomever he possessed at the moment. So clearly he'd found someone at least as imposing as Brock. Names and identities flashed through Mary Jane's mind, but she dismissed them all. The creature was the creature the host mattered very little in the end. You do know that Spider-Man's looking for you? she asked. She raised her mace into a defensive posture, her finger drifting toward the trigger. MJ did hazard a quick glance behind her, confirming that there was no creature in need of help. well, there hadn't been prior to this moment MJ knew she definitely needed assistance. You're going to, what? Kidnap me? she demanded. Maybe she could shoot his bulbous eyes and make a break for it? Like that's ever worked. She tensed, readying herself. She just needed him to move. Even a slight shift. Why weren't there more people about? This was New York , there should be dozens of people wandering the streets. But no, the streets had to be deserted, as if arranged for this specific meeting. MJ swallowed hard, pushing down the fear. Did the creature sense that? no matter she could fight it. She would fight it. She didn't have a choice. You could just let me go now. I'm sure that Spider-Man won't be nearly as harsh on you if you do, she suggested, keeping her voice light and airy, as if she actually believed that she could reason with the salivating creature blocking the alley before her.
Thread: A Little Venom for Mary Jane {darkest_fate&Google}

He could smell her fear, practically taste it in the air as his tongue stretched out further, licking his lips and dripping drool slowly onto the ground, his breath little more then heavy panting. In truth the last part was little more then an effect just to frighten her a little bit more, of course she hid it well, the memories that were not really his told Dominic that she wouldn't be meek or cowardly even though she would have to know there was little she could do to stop him. Even as she raised the mace with a finger on the trigger it only drew a deep chuckle from Venom, the sound echoing in the empty alley, the mace was as meaningless as her threats about Spider-Man looking for him, he was different from what had been faced before, there was no way that they could be ready for him. Why call him Spider-Man? He asked slowly, his head tilting a little as though he were confused. It was fun to toy with her, to draw the moment out a little bit. There was nothing she could do, she couldn't escape and from what he had heard there was a riot on the Raft, something which would undoubtedly keep Spider-Man and the other local heroes busy for quite some time, he had chosen his time to strike carefully, catching sight of the breaking report of it on the TV of a cafe she had moved past. We could just call him Peter, we both know his real name after all. His grin grew even wider at just that moment, almost threatening to split his face wide open. Of course she knew just what he knew about the symbiote's former host, Brock had tormented her before with that knowledge but she was dealing with something entirely different now, someone for whom the tormenting of Peter was not entirely personal but instead belonged to the suit and the suit alone. Dominic however was more then willing to help the suit get the vengeance it wanted, he had seen some of Mary Jane's modeling work, lusted after her, desired her in every way imaginable... now he had the power to have whatever he wanted. The suit wanted to hurt Parker and Dominic wanted to have Mary Jane, no second thought was given to how the suit had changed him, how it might have pushed his mind to things that hadn't occurred before, how it might have made his darkest thoughts a reality... but would he object even if it had? Peter isn't anywhere near ready to deal with us... He hissed as he slowly moved closer to her, slowly straightening to impose his full size upon her. We are like nothing he has faced before, and while we do appreciate the suggestion I think we will beak from the tradition... in the past we have been too quick to threaten you with harm to manipulate Parker, but there are other ways to hurt him. As much as was possible the hulking creature was leering at her, his eyes roaming hungrily over her body, looking forward to seeing what tricks the symbiote might be able to pull off.
Thread: A Little Venom for Mary Jane {darkest_fate&Google}

The creature sent off fear in waves, seemingly more so than it had ever done. Mary Jane couldn't help but tremble slightly as the thing loomed over her. Her eyes fell upon that long tongue, drool dripping off it in a decidedly lewd way. Strange, but she couldn't recall thinking of Venom as lewd before. Horrifying, yes, and with that barely controlled violence that was almost the norm when it came to Peter's various villains. But lewd? Then the question, which focused Mary Jane's attention. Her head snapped up, her eyes meeting the large, whites of Venom. She knew why he mentioned that, and he continued, drawing out Peter's real name as though savoring the taste of it. For all Mary Jane knew, he actually did. She swallowed hard, her finger tightening upon the trigger. He'd clearly done this to unnerve her, to shake her confidence, and to MJ's chagrin, it was working all too well. We'll call him Spider-Man, she insisted, her voice harsh, almost too flat, because that's who he is. You've been beaten by him over and over in the past. The suit knows that. So why bother pretending this was going to be any different? But MJ knew the answer to that even as she asked the question because things were different now. This might be the same symbiote, share the same look and hulking body, but there was a different person inside. That person's will seemed to have infected the suit in a different way. As Venom drawled that Peter wasn't ready for him, MJ had the horrible feeling that he was all too right. This was like nothing he'd faced before. Then that lewdness seemed to roar to the forefront. To Mary Jane's surprise, the creature's eyes seemed to roam over her body as it spoke. This was not the calculating look before, one that saw her as a pound of flesh to tear or eat at pleasure. This was... lustful. MJ nearly vomited on the spot. After all, the pretty redhead knew when someone leered at her. Knew that her tight little body inspired lust, and from more than just Peter. Her career was nearly built upon it, after all. Yet having this creature, this thing leering so openly at her, as though it wished for nothing so much as to... couple with her. Did Venom even have a penis? Good luck with that, Mary Jane fired back. Moving quickly, she snapped her mace up. The finger on the trigger tensed, and a spray of the damaging chemicals shot out the nozzle. MJ's aim was good, at least initially the spray aimed directly for Venom's leering white eyes, the spray arching toward them. The redhead could only pray it would by her at least a few precious moments to get the hell out of there.
Thread: A Little Venom for Mary Jane {darkest_fate&Google}

It wasn't just the host that was different, the symbiote had changed as well. Over the past years it had learned from its defeats, slow to adapt at first it had been held back by previous hosts who continued to try the same things over and over, allowing the symbiote's hate which had been enhanced by Brock's own hate, to cloud their thoughts. Dominic though was offering it a different method, going at things differently and the suit saw its chance to evolve, to become something more then it had been. Its host would be rewarded for this of course because a happy host was more co-operative and more was completed when the two would be in synch. If suit and host didn't work in concert then Venom was less then it could be... and for the first time in years the symbiote had a host that it felt no conflict at all with. The Spider is just a mask, worn by a man... the mistake was to fight him on his terms, face to face battle... instead we should be subtle, rip away at his foundations... He saw the can of mace starting to raise a little bit, felt the tingle that he had come to recognize as a sense of danger, and the symbiote was reacting before he was even conscious of it. Right away the suit moved to protect him, covering his eyes with a thin clear film that the mace sprayed over harmlessly, some of it ending up in his mouth but that wasn't even an annoyance to Venom, a slight tingle was the only feeling that came from it and then he was bounding forward, one powerful push of his legs closing the distance between him and his prey, his large hand closing around her neck and lifting her with ease to press her back against a wall, his hot breath in her face as the film over his eyes receded slowly. You shouldn't fight me. He growled at her, looking down over her body now, so close now, so frail and easily broken, he could take what he wanted from her with ease and leave her a broken wreck in that alley, let her stumble home with her shredded clothing clutched to her, his seed dripping from her body. But no that wouldn't be enough, it would only enrage the Spider, make him impulsive but also more dangerous. Instead Venom would take a more subtle route, breaking her away from Peter, tear away at his support base and leave him isolated... weak and ready for when the perfect opportunity came. Fighting me will avail you nothing, it will only anger me and then all that will result is more pain for you before you give in. Slowly his tongue traced up over her neck, enjoying the taste of her fear, the sweat just full of the signs of it. You will give in of course... it is inevitable and I will enjoy it when it occurred. His tongue traced back down then, sliding over the revealed cleavage, leaving a trail of saliva there as a sign of his arousal became evident, his suit starting to bulge at the crotch, no longer smooth and featureless like before it was showing signs of what lay beneath it as though he were wearing tight spandex rather then an alien symbiote... and the bulge on display was extremely large.
Thread: A Little Venom for Mary Jane {darkest_fate&Google}

The words meant little to Mary Jane. They sounded more or less like the same blatherings that most of Spider-Man's villains liked to prattle off. Peter sure did seem to get the talkative, philosophical ones. Sometimes MJ wished they were all as blunt as, say, Rhino. Would make the whole kidnapping thing a little easier going. This Venom wasn't giving an inch, which Mary Jane had pretty well expected. She'd also half expected her one gambit to fail miserably, which it did. if anything, MJ's fighting and resistance seemed to almost amuse the creature. It insisted that she stop fighting, but then again, they always did that. Pain before submission, continued dominance, yadda yadda. For a moment, Mary Jane wondered if this really was all that different of a Venom after all. He carried himself differently, and there was still that leering gaze to consider. But the dialogue, it all followed script, almost too closely. He'd moved closer, his hand grabbed and MJ found her feet leaving the ground. She let out an ungainly hurk as Venom's thick hand closed about her frail neck. she could feel the heat of him rolling off, feeling almost like being placed near a fire, a cold fire. The thick fingers about her neck warned the girl she could die at any time, the slight squeeze, a jerk, and her life would be taken from her. Hot breath puffed in Mary Jane's face, promising pain, and promising... something else as well. MJ felt that uneasy feeling wash over her, alighting her nerves and making her skin crawl, her body dance. Then a tongue snaked across her skin, leaving its glistening trail among the pristine white of her flesh. MJ felt her skin prickle in the wake of the tongue, as though the saliva ignited the nerves beneath. No doubt Venom would taste the salty flavor of Mary Jane's nervous sweat, and he just as likely would savor the taste of her unease, of her mounting fear. Ice water poured into Mary Jane's veins, seeping deep within her. The tongue moved again, lavishing attention, drifting toward her bared cleavage. The model took a shaky breath, aware that this made her bust rise and fall, almost tremble enticingly. For some reason, Mary Jane's eyes ran across the plane of Venom's body. She took in his muscles, barely strained in holding her upright. But more tellingly, she saw something unfamilar a bulge. A decided bulge that rose along Venom's crotch, looking like nothing so much as a cruel parody of the same bulge Mary Jane had seen arise in Peter whenever she teased him so. Yet Peter could never have hoped to be this large, to grow in such a manner. Mary Jane couldn't believe the sight of that worse, it confirmed many of her suspicions. What the hell do you think-- she tried, barely sucking breath through her tightening throat. She kicked her feet, unwilling or unable to simply let the creature take dominion. Do you think is going to happen? But MJ suspected she knew. She'd suspected since she saw the creature, and that growing bulge only confirmed her fears.
Thread: A Little Venom for Mary Jane {darkest_fate&Google}

This was what it was like to have power, this was what it was like to just be able to take whatever it was that you wanted without even a moments hesitation. So little effort and everything he desired would be all his. The thought of what he could achieve with that power was just intoxicating to him, Mary Jane was just the start of it, he would never need to work again, he would never need to work to get laid again, anything that he desired was his if he only reached out for it. Suddenly it was so easy to understand why so many of those who found themselves in positions of power turned to a life of crime, to struggle and suffer trying to make everyone happy was foolishness when he could instead just take what he wanted, he could just take Mary Jane right now and no one would be able to stop him. Hell he could make her enjoy it. Do I think it is going to happen? He asked, chuckling at how stupid the question seemed to him, as if he were some high school kid out on a date and trying to slip a hand into his dates top, instead of the hulking monster that could rip away her clothing without a moments thought and seal her mouth with ease. Responding to his desires the suit began to shift, the large bulge at his crotch taking on further definition until after a few moments his cock stood out from his body, over a foot long and massivly thick, covered in only the thinnest layer of the symbiote, slowly exuding a thin coating of clear fluid to act as a lubricant for when he penetrated her. We both know what is going to happen MJ... He whispered, leaning in closer as though sharing an intimate moment with her, as though letting her in on a secret, using the pet name that Peter had for her just to dig it in a little more. What you don't know is how much you are going to enjoy this. From the sides of the suit two black tendrils peeled off, taking hold of her wrists and quickly lifting them over her head where his off hand used a quick burst of webbing to pin them in place, holding her off the ground as he released her neck. Reaching out with only a single finger, its tip a sharpened claw, he caught the edge of her top right between her breasts, slowly pulling that finger down and ripping open the tip, her bra offering no resistance as it was split in two, finally revealing her perky tits to him, larger then he had expected but perfectly formed. As his claw moved to her jeans, starting to lightly tug at the material and feel it part he reached up to cup one of her breasts, able to feel it through the suit as if he wasn't wearing anything at all, in-fact it almost felt as though the contact was enhanced by the suit, grinning a little wider as his thumb brushed over the nipple. Parker still hasn't touched you has he? He asked slowly, feigning concern for her. Have you ever considered that he has no interest... I can tell that class A meat like you needs some attention. Oh yes the fear was there, he was enjoying every moment of this, dragging it out to heighten the tension when soon he would have her locking her legs around his back and begging for more.