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Thread: Adria and Mark: Taken

Mark knew her folks were heading to Australia this year. He'd heard them talking and they never hid such things anyway. The problem, as Mark saw it, was that he'd ran his mouth when he wasn't supposed to. Hector and Ray knew the Robertsons were loaded. Old money. Rich. They'd come up with the plan and it was simple. Kidnap Adria and hold her for ransom. Mark had been working there for awhile, he was trusted. He could get them in and they could get the girl, collect the money, return her unharmed and then it was done. Simple. After a few drinks Mark had agreed. Besides, he could make sure that no harm came to her, and they'd need his brains anyway. They might not even have to force anything. She trusted Mark. He felt bad, but at the same time, he knew her parents would pay, and she might even go into it willingly. Just to get back at them. Mark told the other two when he was going to propose the idea, and that way they could stand by, ready to move if he needed them to. -- August 11th Mark came to the house that morning as usual, Hector and Ray waiting out in the panel van on the street. He had told them to wait and he turned over the way to approach Adria about the idea in his head. He watched her there, sunbathing, for awhile. That was when he noticed none of the servants about. Cursing softly he went to her, almost ran. Spying Hector moving toward her, it just so happened that his movement drew her attention and she looked his way as Hector approached. Mark saw the rag in Hector's hand and then it was pressed to Adria's face, her eyes wide for a moment before the chloroform had her out. -- Mark was NOT happy. Moving Adria to The Arabella had been easy, and she was bound by the ankles and wrists with padded cuffs in the main bedroom on the luxury vessel. Her hands were in front of her. They'd not bothered with a gag. They needed her to be able to speak, though she was blindfolded for the moment. Her swimsuit was still in place, though they'd grabbed many of her clothes and had them here aboard the ship. Mark's attempt to make her more at home. He sat in a chair near the bed, watching her. Hector and Ray fucked it up, knocking out the staff and rendering Adria unconscious. It could have been so much easier. He sat and waited for her to wake up.
Thread: Adria and Mark: Taken

Adria moaned softly as she moved slightly on the bed. She felt.. groggy. Her head was pounding too. She lifted her hands to rub her face and push her back, only to find they weren't doing what she wanted them to do. Amber eyes opened. To darkness. That was when she felt her ankles were tied together, as were her wrists bound in front of her. Then she felt the cloth over her eyes, she lifted her hands as though to remove it, but then stopped. H-hello? she croaked out softly. Her speech sounded slightly slurred. In fact she felt a little lightheaded, and her mouth and throat felt dry. She tried to produce some saliva to moisten her mouth and throat, Hello? there, that came out a little better. More her usual soft tone. Please, can you just let me go? she started asking, I haven't seen your face or faces, we can all still come out of this alright, she tried to plead, If its a ransom you're looking for, my parents are out of the country, she continued on, then she laid back with a soft sigh, I doubt they'll notice I'm missing, even if they were home, she went on. In truth, she really wasn't sure if they would notice, or if they would pay for her ransom. It wasn't as though they ever took her with them to where ever they went.
Thread: Adria and Mark: Taken

Mark knew he couldn't hide his voice. She'd likely recognize it. Still, he had to talk to her, both to quell her fear and to try and explain. Adria, are you thirsty? he asked. Mark stood and went to grab a bottle of water from the mini-fridge. He shut the door and walked back to her. He set the bottle down on the table by the bed. I'm going to help you set up. he said and gently took her by the arm and did just that so that she sat on the edge of the bed. He then grabbed the bottle and unscrewed the cap and handed it to her. Her hands could move it and she could drink.
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Astonishment. Surprise, and confusion were on Adria's face, and she didn't think twice to pull the blindfold from her eyes, her hands still bound at the wrist. Stunned she let him help her to sit at the edge of the bed and sipped from the water bottle. After a couple of sips, she gently pushed the bottle away and looked at him, disbelief on her face now, Mark... what is going on? she asked, she almost sounded as though she were bordering on hysteria.
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Mark took a seat in the chair and watched her a moment as she slipped the blindfold off. I'm sorry Adria. he said, and then spilled it all to her. The plan he'd had to come to her, conspire with her, and then how Hector and Ray had acted without his go-ahead, jumping the gun. How Hector had chloroformed her and how he'd fought with them to bind her as they did. I'll protect you Adria, and I'm sorry that I didn't get the chance to approach you that I would have liked. I know you must be terribly frightened, but I promise that no harm will come to you. I do however, need your word that you won't try to escape. If I have that, and you do not try, I can release you from your bonds. He looked at her expectantly.
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Adria's expression was blank, but inside she was seething, I appreciate what you have done in my favor so far, Mark, she told him quietly, and she meant that sincerely. She held her hands out to him then, I wont run..., she told him. In truth, she was going to try when the opportunity arose. It was just a matter of waiting, being patient, and she hoped she looked semi normal, and that whatever in her behavior wasn't normal for her, she hoped that Mark would chalk it up to the situation she was in. Which was partly true.
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Mark measured her with his gaze, and did realize that she had sincerely thanked him for his assistance. Then she held out her hands and before he even really thought about it he was reaching for the key in his pocket. He unlocked the cuffs on both her hands and feet and let his fingers linger in those spots a moment. He knew she was unhappy. Are you hungry? he asked softly.
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Hungry? She felt nauseous right now. With that in mind, she shook her head, No, thank you though, she told him as she wrapped her arms around herself and looked around. Mostly, she was looking for something to cover herself up with, feeling more than a little exposed in just her bikini and present situation, I don't suppose you brought anything for me to wear? she asked him.
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Mark smiled softly and stood as he went to the closet, throwing it open, and then opened the drawers on the chest and the dresser as well. Her clothes were there, nearly everything grabbed from her home... and she had a LOT of clothes. I think Ray hates you just because of all of this. He moved it all. Mark chuckled. He turned to face her again, his face sad, but also serious. Once you change and are ready, I'll come and get you for dinner. You need to eat. I'll give you an hour and a half, ok? He waited to see what she would say.
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She just shrugged and waited for him to leave. Hate her just for having clothes? She really didn't feel as though she needed what she had, but it was gifts her parents gave her from while they were out of the country over the years. Guilt gifts meant to buy her forgiveness and affections. Once Mark left the room she stood from the bed and went to the closet. Then stared for a few long moments at the sight of her clothing filling it. Adria took in a deep breath and slowly let it out. Then another. After a bit of rummaging, she found a pair of black lace panties with a matching bra, along with a pair of dark blue designer jeans that hugged her slender, yet semi curvy hips snugly, and a light pink tee shirt with a V-neck. For her feet, she found a pair of sandals, thankfully, they matched her shirt as they were light pink as well. Adria combed her fingers through her long coppered curls before she tied it in a lazy knot at the nape of her neck, only for it to fall a couple of inches down her slender neck. Then she stood near the window and looked out while she waited. Trying to figure out how far from land they were.
Thread: Adria and Mark: Taken

Mark watched the clock, and after the time had passed he went and opened the door. He'd been in the galley cooking their dinner, and in some ways he was anxious for her to eat his cooking, even as upset as she was. Adria? he said as he rapped lightly on her door, and then saw her standing by the window. The sun was just started to set and it was really very spectacular. I've fixed some dinner for us. I'd like for you to join me. He spoke kindly, yet still his tone brooked no argument.
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She heard the tone as she turned to look at him. Her right brow was arched a bit, Do I even a choice? she retorted back. Then she held her hands out as though in surrender as she closed her eyes and shook her head, Forget I said that, she told him, then she let her hands drop back down to her sides, her amber eyes open again and she walked over to him, stuffing her hands in her back pockets some. She definitely didn't look very happy, but at least she didn't look volatile either. Yet.
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Mark shook his head, smiling gently. No, I'm afraid you don't. I don't think you would, but I can't afford to have you get sick or try to starve yourself. I... I really wish they would have given me a chance to talk to you. I'm sure this is no fun for you. But it could have been. He smiled wistfully and opened the door for her. He ushered her down to the galley. He didn't put his hands on her in any way and soon the wonderful smells of the meal to come reached them - salad, lasagna, and fresh baked garlic bread. Hector and ray had already taken their meal and Mark had made sure they were out of sight. If he could he'd deal with Adria one on one for the entirety of her stay.
Thread: Adria and Mark: Taken

The smells reminded her that she was indeed hungry. Lasagna and garlic bread was her favorite to boot. She stepped through the door when he opened it and looked around as she followed him to their seats. She sat down and took the napkin that was placed upon the table and after she'd unfolded it, she spread it over her lap, It does smell good, Mark, she told him. She still wasn't happy. She was quite nervous. And she was going to wait for the first opportunity to escape, even if it killed her.
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Thank you. Mark replied and gestured for Adria to take a seat. There were only two spots set and they were across from one another. What would you like to drink? he asked as he moved to the oven and removed the bread before it burned. He had the salad on the table in a moment and grabbed whatever she had asked for her beverage. He then brought over the bread and the lasagna. I hope you like it. Please, be honest. he told her, before getting their portions and taking his own seat.
Thread: Adria and Mark: Taken

Water will be fine, she said to him. After a moment she scooped out some of the salad and set it onto her plate. Then she waited for him to finish putting her portion upon her plate and nodded to him slightly before she took a bite out of it. She then nodded again, Its good, she commented. She kept her tone friendly enough, but her answers short.
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Thank you. Even though her answers were short and curt, it spoke more to her mood than a true reflection on the situation as a whole. Mark knew he could bring her around. He ate and took a drink of the water bottle he had gotten for himself. Look, I know you're upset. I understand that this is... maddening. Your parents treat you like shit, Adria! They hardly pay you any mind, never take you on their trips! You're an inconvenience to them, and it's obvious in what they do, and don't do. I have no doubt that they love you... but they never show it? Of course they're on a trip, but do they even know you're missing? Mark had always hated the way they had treated her. He knew that he could take her away from it all, but he had no money and Adria was certainly high maintenance.
Thread: Adria and Mark: Taken

Adria just looked at him. Then she looked down at her food and proceeded to eat. In silence. She knew he was right, she also knew that everyone around her noticed. She also made sure keep up a facade that it didn't bother her. When really... it did, but she was used to it by now. Maybe her facade was no longer a facade... or becoming truth? However she currently looked at it, she didn't deign to respond to him in regards to his rant about her parents.
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Mark sighed. I know it's none of my business, but really, don't you want to make them pay? Even just a little? To, you know, actually WORRY about you? It seemed he wasn't letting this topic just die.
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Adria shook her head and leaned back as she set her fork down. Then she took a drink of her water before she looked at Mark again. Is that why I'm here now? Because you think I want to make my parents 'pay'? she said quietly. A slender brow was arched, and she looked about ready to explode.
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Mark's gaze hardened a bit. No. I do. I think they should. I was hoping you felt the same.
Thread: Hope it isn't too Cliche...

I could be potentially interested in this, though I'm more of a Pern fan then Eragon, so that's where the basics of my knowledge on dragon riders come from.
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That's good I really don't want this to be like Eragon, so anything anyone brings will be wonderful
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That's pleasant to hear, all that I know of Eragon has not left good impression on me. Heh, I can envision a dragon rider wielding a giant fucking lance and diving upon his enemies with wild abandon.
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I admit I don't know anything about Eragon, but I might be able to drop in a character or two to help out this rp. It could be interesting, and fun to try.
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nice if I can get a couple of more people then we can make up some profiles
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So do you have any ideas for a plot and setting beyond dragonriders? Might attract more attention if there's more for people to get into. And determining the nature of the dragons to riders would be helpful, in the Pern series dragons that mated would end up having their own riders engaging in sexual acts, quite a bit of potential for some non-con there.
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Only idea for a plot I have is a some idiot who decided to call himself a king and managed to dethrone a real one, is out for the blood of any Dragon and their Rider. I do have the reasons, or at least one, and its very cliche and Eragon-like x.e so I'd much have a different reason. If you have a different idea of a plot, then that would be great. Also, I like the idea of Dragons that mate would end up having the riders doing their own sexual acts at the same time, as in the need of it is there to the point of HAVING to do the deed. At least that's what I got from you.. am I right?
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Pretty much, more information can be gleaned from here .
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Excellent. I like it. Definitely going to have to read the series, but we can certainly use at least some of it.
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I would be interested in this for sure. I'm not really a fan of the Eragon series, but this sounds interesting. I just had a question other than dragons and humans what were you thinking about in terms of fantasy races that we could rp as?
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Anything along the mythicallegendary stuff. Elves, Dryads, Sphinx you name it.
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Sounds awesome . If you would like any help with world building just let me know and I would be happy to help out, if you need any that is.
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LOL, I'm always willing to have help. It takes more than one person RP-wise to build a world after all. I shall go ahead and make an OOC thread, since it seems I've enough interest in this so far, and will post the link here. That way we can go over ideas, smooth out kinks so on and so forth Here you go RP is still open for anyone else who might be interested.
Thread: Hope it isn't too Cliche...

Sounds interesting. Reading Eragon again, so this would be a nice although Completely different Rp to play in. Question regarding dragons, Will there be Skyrim-like Thu'ums?
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We can. There will have to be limits though in terms of use of magic. click on the link I had set up for the OOC
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I might also be interested in this. I've never read Pern and I've never done a RP involving dragon riders, but I've been subjected to having to listen to first three Eragon books on audiodisc so the idea isn't completely foreign. I was wondering if you had any problems with my character being linked I guess that's what I'll call it for now to a two-headed dragon, a sort of freak or mutant? I was also wondering if you had any issue with my character being an agent of the would-be evil King? Perhaps he comes over to the good guys later or corrupts other players.
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Perfect idea, I love it To all who are interested here is the link to the OOC.
Thread: This field trip isn't to where I thought (Maxy x Kaybee)

Ken , unlike most of the class, was listening with great interest to the guide that was showing them around. His class was on a Science Class field trip to a Physics laboratory just outside of town, where cutting edge research was being conducted with the aid of a new micro Particle Accelerator. Unlike the larger ones that spanned several kilometres, this accelerator was barely 150 metres across, yet had an output almost as high. As was expected, most of the class were bored and disinterested, Ken on the other hand was taking notes of almost every word that was said, stood right at the front of the group. It was in situations like this that the normally shy and quiet boy could let himself be a nerd for just a little while, lapping up every word, every bit of information that would probably go over most of the classes heads. And here we have a direct access to the accelerator itself. Would anyone like to take a closer look? Ah! Ken imediately raised his hand, the only one among the class to take any interest....or perhaps the only one to be paying enough attention to hear the question and respond. The scientist smiled, then stepped aside to let Ken get in close whilst he went to speak with the rest of the class outside of the small room. Moments later however, loud alarms started going off all around the facility, red lights flashing everywhere. Hm? Ken looked up and blinked as a voice started sounding over the intercom. Power surge! There's a power surge in the accelerator! Shut down isn't responding! It's going to overload! Before anyone could say or do much else, there was a blinding flash, a loud explosion ringing out and a black cloud of smoke filling the room. Ken felt a strange....tingling sensation wash over him. It was actually oddly...pleasant really. Still, it passed quickly, replaced with the sensation of choking on black smoke. The boy coughed and stumbled around blindly, before emerging from the cloud of smoke infront of the class, coughing and dropping onto his hands and knees. His clothes were a little singed, his face and glasses covered in black soot as he tried to get his breath. It seemed there hadn't been any real harm from the overload after all. Oh.... Another cough ...man... Ken reached up to slowly wipe his glasses, then looked up at the rest of the class as he started to stand. I...I'm ok...
Thread: This field trip isn't to where I thought (Maxy x Kaybee)

The class had jumped back as the accelerator exploded, some of them coughing in the smoke. All activities ceased, including the blowing a pair of girls were giving to the jocks in the back of the group. Everyone wore some clothes, although none were particularly covering, often crotchless or chestless. It came as something of a surprise when their classmate was revealed from the smoke wearing fully covering garments. A low murmur started up, the sight of a fully clothed person was a strange one, almost unheard of outside of fringe groups and rather deviant pornography. The entire class launched into discussion at once, some of them gossiping and wondering, scientists rushing forwards to examine Ken. A woman quickly undid Ken's shirt, attempting to pull it off him, the others clamoring to wonder. Nobody knew where the clothes had come from, when Ken had approached the accelerator he had worn only slightly more than the rest of them but now he was so clothed as to be obscene. What's going on! The teacher, Jessica Stanton, cried, pushing her way to the front of the crowd of students and crossing the gap, Get your hands off my student! She pushed her way through the scientists and tried to pull Ken away, as one of her top students she felt Ken deserved some protection, after all he was one of the few she gave her weekly rewards to following tests and she didn't want him taken away. Finally she pulled him free of the crowd, his shirt gone, but otherwise little the worse for the wear besides being a bit shaken. Are you okay Ken? What happened? Who put you in those clothes? Hopefully this is an adequate post, I couldn't write for a whole class of people each individually so...
Thread: This field trip isn't to where I thought (Maxy x Kaybee)

Ken was confused to say the least. He caught glimpses of the class, and almost thought he saw them wearing rather odd clothing, but there was so much activity going on that he couldn't get a good look. Before he knew it a scientist was coming over, seemingly....removing his shirt? What? H-hey... Ken was still dazed and confused, coughing slightly as his shirt was pulled off him. He figured that maybe it was so they could check him over, he just wished they would take him a little more private first. Suddenly however, he was tugged away by Miss Stanton, the science teacher of the class. H-huh? Miss Stanton....? Ken adjusted his glasses as he glanced up at her face for a moment, then looked away and coughed again, though at least his breathing was getting a little easier. I....what...? The boy blinked in confusion at her strange questions. Who put him in these clothes? What was she talking about? He always wore things like this to school. I....I'm ok....I think.... He decided to focus on her other questions for now, it would help his own mind get a grasp of what was going on. I....just feel a little weird....it felt....tingly.... He shivered slightly as the odd sensation from before seemed to wash over him again, though it could just have been his body remembering it from before. I don't know what...happened. I just...I...there was a light....then smoke....then tingling and then..... He shook his head again, then shivered slightly. Can I have my shirt back.....? It's cold in here.... It's a great post .