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Thread: Don't Stand So Close To Me  (Johnny and Mim)

Yeah so'm I. Never been one much for coffee. And he apparently wasn't one much for talking, not with the state he was in. Finally there was no plausible way to avoid his staring at her. He really wasn't very subtle, was he? Uncrossing her legs, Mara leaned against the arm of the couch and sat with both feet on the floor and her knees angled towards him, slightly apart though not enough for him to actually see anything. This is a really nice robe, she mentioned casually, feeling the fabric between her thumb and forefinger. What is it, satin? Mara knew perfectly well it was silk, but it was a way to continue conversation without openly acknowledging what they both knew. Whether he knew she knew and whether he realized he knew it himself, however, were two entirely different matters. With her drink in one hand, with the other she played idly with her hair as she watched him. The slippery silk tie had loosened and was beginning to come undone, causing the robe to open a little, but she pretended she didn't notice. She could only imagine her English teacher getting fed up with the games, ripping the robe off and taking her right there on the couch--probably one of the very few times she'd allow him to dominate her--and the bitch wife walking in, having to watch her husband fuck his young, sexy student in their own home in front of her. The thought made her wet and it gave her a vicious, vindictive sort of pleasure to know she was wet in his wife's robe, imagining her husband fucking her. It'd be even better if he did it in their bed. She took note of the mental image that conjured and made it a goal to make that happen.
Thread: Don't Stand So Close To Me  (Johnny and Mim)

It's silk, Johnny answered her, his eyes only connecting with hers for a moment before they drifted back down to her body. There was hardly anything subtle about the way he was looking at her now. I got it for Sarah a couple of years ago, for-- It was slipping open, he could see it happening. The two sides of the robe parting a bit. His eyes danced around her chest, taking in the sight of the teen's exposed cleavage. For my birthday, he continued his thought, barely aware of what he was saying. His eyes trailed back up to Mara's, and he realized his mistake. Her birthday. I got it for her birthday. A single, nervous laugh punctuated the thought. God, he was a wreck. Uncrossing his legs, he tugged at the fabric of his pants, just as he'd done in the car, trying to flatten the tent that had been created. It was an impossible task, he knew, with her sitting there, half-exposed in that robe. A student, Johnny had to keep reminding himself. She's one of my students. Still, that wasn't enough to stop himself from imagining what it must have felt like to run his hands along her bare thighs. They looked like they were even softer than the silk robe that draped over them.
Thread: Don't Stand So Close To Me  (Johnny and Mim)

He was adorable, pretending it wasn't obvious he was oggling her. It really was quite sweet. Mara watched him watching her and when he uncrossed his legs his erection was obvious. She allowed him to see her stare at his lap, shift her hips a little, bite her lower lip, then bring her eyes back up to his quickly. It was only a few moments but it was enough to show that she returned interest. That would only make it tougher on him, she realized, which was just what she wanted. She wanted to stretch his resolve, to push it to the breaking point then to shatter it entirely. She could imagine him sitting back into the soft couch while she straddled him and rode his thick cock. God how the thought made her ache! So when's your birthday then? Mara's eyes flicked downward one more time, briefer than before, before returning to his eyes as she continued to make conversation. If his birthday was soon she may have to give up the game a little more quickly she was positive she could give much better birthday sex than Sarah ever had. Once he answered she filed the information away for later then took control of the conversation again. Mr. S I've been thinking...I mean, I know I'm not the best at essay writing, and with this book I feel like I'm struggling even more. Mara was quite a good student, particularly in English and the arts classes, and had no problem with essays whatsoever. They both knew this. I know you can't help me on the essay you set this week per se, but I mean...couldn't we meet after class some time? You could give me tips on essay writing how to extend its length, coming to a conclusion, stuff like that. It shouldn't be harder than it needs to right? She chose her words carefully, words which might have related to his current predicament without seeming out of place in her casual conversation. As she spoke Mara's eyes kept drifting to the hard cock he was trying to hide just as obviously as he was undressing her with his eyes. He was so hard and so desperately trying to conceal it...It would be fun, she decided, to try and make him cum without touching him, without so much as getting naked for him, before his wife came home. And if he came without even touching himself all the better. She couldn't help but lick her lip at the idea of making him cum without touching him or him touching himself she bet Sarah could never do that, stupid cunt. Plain bitch didn't deserve a stallion like John Silverstone. Mara spread her knees just a little bit more, enough for a visible gap though the robe still hid the prize. The tie sat in the loosest of knots near her navel and the robe itself spread open in a v-shape, closing around her lap but leaving her bellybutton visible and the gap gradually widening from there until nearly a quarter of the side of each breast was visible. Mara, of course, pretended not to notice. Hey, sir...Do you happen to have a hair dryer? My hair shouldn't stay wet very long. She reached up to paw at it gingerly, shifting the robe to expose more skin though still nothing that could be considered proper nudity.
Thread: House of Cards (MxF, MxM) Fast and Smutty

RE House of Cards MxF, MxM whatever More than five character bump
Thread: House of Cards (MxF, MxM) Fast and Smutty

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Thread: House of Cards (MxF, MxM) Fast and Smutty

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Thread: House of Cards (MxF, MxM) Fast and Smutty

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Thread: House of Cards (MxF, MxM) Fast and Smutty

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Thread: House of Cards (MxF, MxM) Fast and Smutty

Resurrection Bump!
Thread: Canons and OC Bar and Hotel

It sounds fun. If you do this it will need an OOC thread, an in character thread, and a character profiles thread, all in proper sections. I'd be willing to play.
Thread: Canons and OC Bar and Hotel

As its an rp room designed for people to come and go and play whatever characters they want OC, or Canons I wager the Profiles will simply be, are you a canon or an OC and what series you belong to. The IC and OOc should be simple enough.
Thread: Canons and OC Bar and Hotel

sounds like it could be fun
Thread: Canons and OC Bar and Hotel

So...like a chat room?
Thread: Canons and OC Bar and Hotel

Pretty much a sex chat room. That is what The Shrinkman seems to b aiming for.
Thread: Canons and OC Bar and Hotel

x3 I remember playing chat room rps on Gaia I might try to start one of those
Thread: Canons and OC Bar and Hotel

yup its pretty much pick up a character, make one and play em, nothing to serious intended just rp muscle flexing and walking in whatever shoes you wanna walk in, if people are actually interested would love to get working on rooms and such for this rp
Thread: Canons and OC Bar and Hotel

As far as adult content fetishes, sex, etc comes and goes, what would your limits be for this idea?
Thread: Canons and OC Bar and Hotel

what is 'extreme' to you anyway?
Thread: Canons and OC Bar and Hotel

Well. .
Thread: Canons and OC Bar and Hotel

Is this idea still happening, or has the creator given up on it altogether? Also, I'm still waiting for them to answer my question, so...
Thread: Canons and OC Bar and Hotel

If not I can take it up?
Thread: Canons and OC Bar and Hotel

Sorry for the wait. I will say whatever you probably wouldn't do in a public thread here. Probably should be kept to PMs or private. I have no issue with Micro or Sizeplay or whatever, just get along with those playing in the group and try to keep in mind what you do in here or any other thread is public viewing free. So, if you don't want others seeing you do it don't... Did this clear the air.. And Alura I noticed you play Tifa could use a perky bartender
Thread: Canons and OC Bar and Hotel

One busty brunette coming right up
Thread: Canons and OC Bar and Hotel

Feel free to start rping then. Any OOC from now on in this thread should be directed to me in PMs. If you wanna stretch your character out feel free. There is no post size limits, nor is anyone to be discouraged, or shamed within this thread. Any sign of discourtacy to fellow roleplayers in the thread is this clear?
Thread: Canons and OC Bar and Hotel

Do the Canon characters have to be Anime or game based or can they from other sources?
Thread: Canons and OC Bar and Hotel

Any source you want really also if anyone has a bunch of canons or ocs they play be sure to visit the Character Listings thread and put down all the characters you wanna or feel like playing in the room. Also we have an OOC thread so feel free to chat in there if you wanna be all OOC and what not. Then there is the open room which can be found here. Any more questions bring them to the OOC if your looking to join us.
Thread: Canons and OC Bar and Hotel

Bump??? So uh hi everyone
Thread: Canons and OC Bar and Hotel

Well I'm still going to play.
Thread: Bloodlust and Lovelust (Rskde & Enigma_x)

He had been too busy watching the TV to notice the people around him, he had never really been social, the only real social interaction he has is his live stream, but that's not him, that's The Purifier, a different part of himself if you could understand the complexity of the diseased mind. He continues to chuckle and shake his head at the incompetence of the police force around here, the fact that they would not be able to find him only amuses him more. His phone dings with a notification, he pulls it out of his pocket and chuckles, someone had replied to his Twitter account, complimenting his killing style and how well he was fighting the good fight and all of that nonsense he stuffed down the throats of his followers. Of course he had recorded the whole mass killing, he had connected to the wifi of the restaurant he is sitting in and posted it, as the police force would probably see it and then track the IP, only to find this lowly little restaurant on the corner of a well known street in New York City. He raises his eyebrows at the waiter as a drink is placed in front of him. I didn't order this.. He says to the man, but the waiter simply explains that the woman- the one sitting at the table nearest to his- had ordered and paid for the drink for him. He seems confused overall, nobody really ever did anything nice for him, probably one of the main reasons killing is so easy for him, to just allow his mind to take over and his body to do its bidding. Jakob consumes his drink after a couple minutes of contemplating, as a free drink is a free drink. He decides to make his gratitude obvious. He stands and walks over to her table, now one of the seat is unoccupied as the man she had been sitting with had walked out- while he hasn't been paying much attention to the people around him, he had indeed had a laugh at the man trying so desperately to get some action, so it was no surprise to see him casted out from the table. Do I know you? He asks the woman in front of him with a warm smile, he could be quite pleasant when he wanted to. Though the close to bald man who with hazel eyes and a clean shaven face must be a sight for sore eyes in such a terrible side of New York. Thanks for the drink, I really needed it. He says with a laugh, rubbing the back of his head. As stated before he had never had much social interaction in life, but that leaves a lot of time for movies, and how the characters interact in certain movies can pertain to certain conversations, and it seems to be working out for him so far.
Thread: || Amphitheater ||

RE Eternal Peaks Psychiatric Institution Jakob is a security guard at the Institution, though security guard is the safe term for it. He works as a member of the Black Hand Corporation, a company contracted to this place and paid a whole lot of money to keep their mouths shut about it. He stands outside of a cell in Cell Block C, where the unstable Supernaturals are placed. In his hands he holds an M4A1 Carbine, fully loaded. The gun is attached to his wrist, if anybody were to remove the weapon from his hands it would disable itself automatically, only able to be reset by the armorer that is placed by the Security quarters, where all weapons go after checks have been completed. He patrols silently, the only sound he makes are from his footsteps as he tries to keep his head on a swivel, knowing that the inmates here would rather kill than sit around all day in straight jackets doing absolutely nothing. The reflection of a mirror in one of the cells reminds him of his FAST helmet, his PMC uniform and complexion, his hazel eyes peeking out from under his black ballistic glasses, his athletic and muscular form obvious from the way his uniform stays close on his skin. On his chest is a chest rig, made to resist bullets though it often doesn't do its job very well. Doctor Funer paces through Cell Block C, his hands behind his back as he inspects the patients there. He shakes his head at the ones that have long given up trying to escape, some trying to break down the doors, but easily becoming discouraged from doing so from the simple fact that escape is impossible. Funer to his office, sitting down in a leather chair that he had purchased with his first paycheck, deciding that the aesthetics of the facility are more important than that of his own home. He puts his hands behind his head, his eyes flicking to the security cameras to admire the clockwork of the facility, how smooth everything seems to be running under his guidance. He would include in his report to the Directors that there is nothing to worry about.
Thread: || Amphitheater ||

RE Eternal Peaks Psychiatric Institution Orientation The sack hit the cement Hard. The bone crushing sound ringing through her slightly pointed ears once her shoulder had made contact. Blondish blue hair spilled around her head, the minimal light peeking through the loose knit of the burlap, highlighting bits of her hair. A soft groan left her lips, and a dark sadistic chuckle sounded off in response to her misery. What had she done that was this bad? Why was she here? Where was she exactly? How long had she been in that god awful bag? All while Kylis head tried so desperately to wrap itself around the facts, a foot nonchalantly wedged itself into her side. Earning another groan. Head docs got orientation. Better take the drop off to it to get it over with. A deep voice grunted. Then off to one of the rooms. Doc wants their hands on her. Voice B declared, nudging her again. Like that, the sack opened and light blinded her brilliant hazel eyes that usually shimmered with the glitter of life. But seconds passed and something violently grasped at her perfect hair, yanking her up to pin prickled feet. Kylis gasp was soft, her eyes taking in the cement walls and cages lining the walls of the bleak and unnatural structure. Comeon Without any consideration, the strange man yanked her forward guiding her deeper into the uncomfortable and stuffy halls. Where was the water? The trees? And the nature life? This wasnt right. Kylis gut sunk deeper once he pulled her into a room finally . Supernaturals. Everywhere. What was this? Kylis normally cheery and uplifting face dropped further if it was even possible. Paling lips and darkening bags against her usually flawless complexion only signified her uncomfortable position as the guard dropped her. Harsh words followed the rather brutal action as the man nodded off to another guard before leaving the small and rather helpless blonde.
Thread: || Amphitheater ||

RE Eternal Peaks Psychiatric Institution LocationOrientation Jinx Ballentyne Keep it on, the voice snapped, halting the movement of the blindfold. The headphones covered her ears again, and once more the world around her fell silent. Jinx darted her head about as if she could hear or see the faces the hands belonged to. If she cant see it or hear, she cant move it! Lifted to her feet with no care whatsoever, she stumbled, feeling the powerful arms of the men catch her, keeping her from colliding with the floor she felt beneath her shoes. Being guided in silence and darkness, Jinx was disoriented, but she was also helpless. Her hands were opened, as if she could brace herself should she stumble once more. There was never any notion to try and cast a spell. She couldnt even if she tried. Her mouth had been gagged effectively stopping her from speaking. Besides that, the seriousness of her situation had no escaped her. These men had seemed to come out of nowhere, taking her from her home, and now she was lost to where she was, unsure of what had become of her parents. If they had the power to do this, the power to render take her from her home and render her helpless, what else could they do? She felt the temperature change slightly and felt her body pushed down to the chair she was forced into. Once more she looked around desperately, wanting some indication of what was going on, but nothing came. The darkness, the silence, the cold, the chair beneath her, the loneliness, and the fear now flooding her body was all she knew. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears, and she waited. Something would come. Something would happen. It was the uncertainty of what that made her swallow hard against the gag in her mouth. One thought raced through her mind over and over again. I wanna go home. The headphones were lifted, and the voice whispered in her ear. One thing moves in this room because of you, and you'll never hear anything again. Nod if you understand. Jinx quickly nodded, feeling her tears well up behind the blindfold. Good. Now stay still and listen.
Thread: || Amphitheater ||

RE Eternal Peaks Psychiatric Institution Orientation Tags Rufio Arellano, Zach Mcknight , Kyi Grey, Natayla Silvka, Jinx Ballentyne, Kyli Entering the room with the rest of the supernaturals, new ones and a few choice old ones as well, Zach still had his straight jacket on him. White, pajama like pants and clean white socks rounded out his outfit out. Now with the freedom to navigate to his chair, Zach's tall and thin form had stepped around the helpless blonde on the floor. With his straight jacket, he would be powerless to help her anyway. Step by step, the witty and grinning patient had walked right by the agitated brunette who seemed to be glarring at a wall, all the way down the seats until he was at the front. The first patient in the room in a front seat and a familair face to the staff members who were present, Zach's smile was firm and his eyes went from one medical professional to the next. Only brief pauses on interesting events, like Rufio's lighter play. Once Zach finished taking in the staff member's faces with his brown eyes, he returned his glance to Rufio. Not a masochist, Zach would take no doctor over any doctor any day of the week. But, under the understanding that they had him imprisoned indefinitely in order to put him through these 'appointments', Zach began to weigh the idea of seeing Rufio for an appointment when compaired to his laundry list of torture sessions he's already endured. With the ruse of white coats, these sadists have no reason to show their true colors. All Zach's imagination had to piece together what Rufio might to him had come down to his physical appearence. It wasn't enough to conclude what kind of tests and torture Zach might face if he was assigned to that man.
Thread: || Amphitheater ||

RE Eternal Peaks Psychiatric Institution Private First Class Jakob Garner Location Orientation Hall Jakob had relieved one of the guards in the Orientation hall, one of them that had dragged a Nymph from the looks, into the hall for the Orientation. He keeps his gun lowered, not expecting any threat from any of the supernaturals around him. His eyes flick down to the Nymph for just a moment, just seeing her gives him a little doubt on the facility, how humans could be doing this. He shakes his head before returning his gaze to the man at the head of the Orientation stand, Doctor Fner. Doctor Hans Fner Orientation Hall The Doctor stands at the head of the hall, standing at the stand as he looks out at the crowd of supernaturals. I assume this is all of them ? He asks, putting a little bit of acid behind that word to express his distaste for these creatures that stand before him. Welcome to Eternal Peaks Psychiatric Institution. He reads loudly from a piece of paper in front of him. This orientation is strictly for your benefit, we will be going over the rules of this facility. He says before clearing his throat. Of course I will not be going all of them, but the important ones I will be touching base with. His German accent really peeks into that sentence. Rule number one, any assault of Institution staff is strictly prohibited, along with this you must follow their orders, I do not care if the janitor is ordering you to do something, you will follow his or her orders. He reads. Second of all, you will not leave your cell unless granted permission from a staff member, any caught outside of their cells without permission will be subjected to Cell Block C. He says. Next, there will be no resistance of experimentation, if you are chosen to be experimented with, you must comply, if you do not you will be subjected to Cell Block C. He says. He looks up at the crowd before nodding. Those are the three biggest rules, others are posted around the facility for your reading. He says before giving the most fake smile of his life. Welcome to the Institution, we hope you enjoy your stay. He leaves the stand, allowing Doctor Rupi to take it from there and walks back to his office with a sigh, pressing a small button on his phone. Elizabeth, do you have the reports I asked for ready? He asks while sitting back in his chair.
Thread: || Amphitheater ||

RE Eternal Peaks Psychiatric Institution Orientation Tags Zach Mcknight After letting her ride with them , Nysa got out on the same floor as the two guards and the kid, prancing behind them as they escorted him into the room. Unfortunately though they wouldn't let her in, but one mention of Dr. Funer inside and she knew better than to complain. I think my cell in Block A calls, she smiled, winking at the straight jacketed man, Enjoy the big boss. See you around silver.