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Thread: Me and Rouge - A story to be told

He had been engraged at her for not drinking, it was alright she drank from a goblet but it pissed him off none the less. He forgave her shortly after as she moved into possition for his dominance to drip onto her. He growled softly as she moved against the tub. Is that so.... He said, looking at her. His hand came up to her head, yanking her head over as he curled his hand in her hair. Don't disobey me then. Do what I say, when I say, and you will have everything you could ever want, all you need do is ask. He said. He leaned down and kissed her neck, looking at the girl. She was frightened and he didn't much care. I feel nice today, so I'm going to let her handle you, nice to her, not you. He said, she seemed to belive the flesh would make her last longer. Only what he was would.
Thread: Me and Rouge - A story to be told

His rage had only aroused her. Moreso when hed yanked her hair and kissed along the side of her throat. Let her bleed She murmured softly, arched into his attention. Ive been a good Countess? Hm? Dont I get to be a little high class? She questioned, petting her fingers along his arms. I would much rather save these lips for you She cooed. It wasnt the flesh that kept her body young, it was the blood. Bathing in it, soaking in it. It revitalized her. At least, it seemed to. Shed always seemed so vibrant, not a single day older. No other lover has enthralled me the way that you do Elizabeth purred at him, finishing the contents of the goblet as per his request before casting it aside. Shed wanted desperately to take the lead, to press her lips against his, but she kept her self restraint. Maybe it is because youre the only man on Earth that poses a threat to me And that makes my skin burn.
Thread: Me and Rouge - A story to be told

High class? He asked, looking at her. She was referring to the fact that she didn't want to touch their flesh with her lips. He could respect that but it did anger him slightly. He growled and stole a kiss from her then looked at the girl, then went back to ignoring the female to look at the countess. He pressed his lips back to her neck. And why is that...what about me makes you burn...? He asked, nipping at the flesh as the girl whimpered in the background.
Thread: Me and Rouge - A story to be told

She could still see that twinge of annoyance in his features. But he seemed more intrigued with lavishing attention on her than he was with being annoyed. Shed purred into his little stolen kisses, rolling her head softly as his lips found the soft flesh of her neck. She knew he liked the adoration. So, why not continue to boost his ego? To bathe him in it? All of you She moaned softly, leaning herself into him until another whine caused her to cut emerald orbs towards the female. Her hand pressed into his chest. My darling, will you excuse me for a moment? She didnt wait for a response before calling another person into the bathroom, a strong looking male with no tongue who had clearly seen better days. Hook her, will you? She questioned, motioning towards the hooks suspended above her bath tub. Its clear no one taught this girl any manners. And here I thought it was customary that the help didnt speak unless spoken to She leaned over the bathtub as the man began to impale the young girl on sharp, meat hooks. She just keeps whining and whimpering and screaming Very rude, cant you tell Im trying to have a moment? Soon, anguished screams rang from the young girls lips as shed been suspended. Dear, quit squirming youre wasting it, and be quiet Gripping the letter opener, shed slit the girls arms from wrist bone to elbow. Also going for the tendons in the legs. But when the whimpering and the whining didnt stop, the Countess found herself angry. Youre like a doomed pig. Your enthusiasm for life against the odds is less than inspiring. and with a yank of the young girls hair, the redhead dragged the blade along her throat, silencing the little whines with gags that would soon cause the female to fall unconscious and merely bleed, draining her guilty pleasure into the porcelain beneath her. The stronger male in the room pulled chains suspending the body a bit higher over the bathtub while a pink tongue traced the blood along her fingers. Pitiful that drive to live absolutely. Pitiful.
Thread: Me and Rouge - A story to be told

He watched on, her admiting that all of him did something to her that made her burn. He wondered what exactly all of that meant, ignoring the fact for the moment, because of the girl. His eyes fell on her form and he watched Elizabeth torture her to death, finally quieting that annoyance. Very.... he spoke with torpor. He moved over and sat on a bench watching the scene unfold in front of him. What to do, what to do... Did he watch this woman so pitifully extend her disgusting life with a technique that didn't work, or did he go out and hunt and discover all his powers on his own. he wanted to discover them with her, but it seemed that was just not going to happen. If you're done toying with her... he demanded, an almost annoyed tone. He killed because he enjoyed it. Her ways were messy for him, unsophisticated, brutish. She was intriguing to say the least though, maybe through time he would come to enjoy the way she tortured the victim. He however had different motives. He killed becaue he could Because their cries of begging for their lives as he took it was lavishing. He wanted to hear them whimper, moan, cry, beg... He wondered maybe if he could recreate what he was.
Thread: Me and Rouge - A story to be told

Her gaze shifted towards him. That annoyance in his features was enough to cause a twinge of her own aggravation to stretch over her own features. She didnt mind the moans and cries and whimpers. But they were quite Disruptive. Her methods had rhyme and reason. She didnt need to ingest this to survive, her motive was to keep her skin youthful, fresh. And she didnt see herself forcing him into her ways, but she could tell there was something about him, a motive perhaps deeper than their playtime that he was keeping to himself. Why not speak your mind, my love? She questioned, moving towards him and carefully straddling his lap. I can see it in those cold eyes of yours Maybe they werent playing as well together as shed thought. Which was disappointing, as she could easily find herself losing herself with him, within him. Youll have to forgive me if dissecting them doesnt appeal to me Dainty, I suppose, is the word some might use She kissed softly at his jawline. Talk to me, my Prince She cooed, affectionately.
Thread: Me and Rouge - A story to be told

He realized she was sitting on him and he was okay with it for the moment, his fang brushing against his own lip as he listened to her. Yes, his eyes were cold, but in her presense they were slightly warming. Hum. He said, continuing to listen to her. He appreciated how she cooed at him, making him feel all important. Dainty, hum...? He asked, not really asking for a reply. Talk to you... He paused. I don't know what I am, who I am... I don't know how to explain how I did these things, and because of that I must test... I must learn my powers... I must figure out how all of this works... he said. What am I ? I have no name. Am I human? Do humans consume their own? Am I a demon, I suppose I'm closer to a demon than human now. He said. His purpose, he had none. I kill to learn. he looked at the body, To feed.... He said. To understand...myself. He couldn't help but feel like he didn't have anything else to really live for, a purpose, he needed a purpose. Maybe that was one weakness to him.
Thread: Your first character

Okay so We all had to have a FIRST character. I don't know about you guys, but mine was absolutely fucking awful. I mean AWFUL. I started role-playing when I was nine and on neopets please don't laugh, it was the best years of my life. I was completely new to it and used it as a way to escape from my shitty life. I was insecure and the youngest of 6 brothers so I wanted to seem cool. So, Here's my first character. The setting was a teen camp. Her name was insert my IRL name here. She was 16 and beautiful. She had icy blue eyes and raven black hair. She was the perfect height of five feet nine inches and had a big fooken' rack and skinny waist. And you know what? I said go big or go home AND SHE CAME RIDING INTO THE CAMP ON A GODDAMNED RAVEN BLACK HORSE NAMED LUCIFER BECAUSE REASONS. I feel... Shame. But it was fun enough that I'm still role-playing many much years later So Tell me about your first character!
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Hydrowizard. A copy-pasta of Chaos from Sonic the Hedgehog. Fuck you, I was like 11. Emberstrike. Basically, a fire dragon. Fuck you, I was like 12. Keep in mind that I didn't get involved with sexual RP until way later. I was mostly into fantasy based RP. On AOL Chatrooms. Like omg I know...
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My first character was a vampire named Gage.He has an alternate personality,and is really polite.Also,he never uses contractions when speaking or writing.
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My very first character was one of my sexual vampires. It was a concept I came up with in high school and by 20 I was eager to explore the fantasy with other people. That was the only reason I got into rping, to write homoerotic porn with other people. So, I had this race of mutated men. They could breed among each otherbasically futa but the male based version instead of a womans body and breasts, they were men with a vagina nestled under the cock where the balls should be I had not yet committed wholly to the concept of gay sex as anal was completely new and did not seem appealing to me at the time and upon the creatures creation. They also were cannibals, eating human women and they craved sex like an addiction, spreading their genetic mutation to human men like an STD. My very first character was one of these creatures, tragically beautiful and moral to an emo extent. Instead of allowing himself to victimize the humans in the post apocalyptic setting, he locks himself away in a house in the woods where he ties himself to a bed and aches through the sexual cravings that assault his body until they'll eventually overwhelm him and kill him. Because of course it wasn't enough to make the entire race rapists just for fun. No, I also put in a caveat to punish any dissenters among my creations. You don't have sex, you will be in pain and eventually die afterall you owe it to your brethren to rape and kill those nasty humans and take the earth as rightfully yours. So my first character was this mutant creature, named Vernon, martyring himself as a lone anomally. Kind of emo even though he was very robust and ruggedly beautiful. He encounters a wandering human scientist in this cabin, tells him not to interfere as he turns away from temptation to go to his death in the bedroom. There, he ties himself to a bedenough that his mutated super strength doesn't break the bonds and starts screaming through the pain of his tremors that are his genetic burden urging him to fuck. The curious scientist doesn't listen, finding the painfully erect mutant in this state and decides to help rather than allow him to wither away. Sexually. While the creature is unable to resist, the human eases his sexual urgings and the mutant was NOT grateful afterwards for his life being saved. In fact, it became a major conflict between them for a little while, the mutant petulant and resentful that his stupid sacrificial suicide plan was thwarted. Lol, over emotional, stupidly passive and aggressiveread NOT passive aggressive it shows my immaturity and inexperience with not only character creation but also plotwise creating something engaging.
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My first roleplaying character was a ripoff of Bilbo Baggins. I was 9, and playing my first-ever DD adventure. This was thirty-odd years ago when such things were desperately uncool, but my mopheaded midget self couldn't have cared less. I had a whale of a time, and it was all downhill from there.
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Oh gawd. My first RP character was so silly. It was a magical android based off a Dragonball Z OC I made up that was just lamer than hell. I did however keep going with the idea later on and it evolved into a pretty neat concept, think of an android that's all hollow inside, with just a person-shaped shell of neutronium armor plates held in place by a black hole in its core. Might have been just a little bit OP.
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....I legitimately can't tell you too much about my first character. I was 15 when I started RPing and it was on Gaia in their fishing rooms. I didn't know WHAT they were doing but it seemed cool so I joined. I'd never done any writing prior to that sooooo it was pretty bad. It ended up becoming a thing and we all RPed the same settingcharacters for like a year or two. In ALL that time I never once figured out what the fuck MY character was. One girl was a dragon, another a person who shift into a wolf, a shadeshadow kind of person....but mine? No clue. She wasn't human thats all I know! I based her looks off of me but better so she had blue eyes and blonde hair. Beyond that is a mystery, she didn't have any real powers either.
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My first character that I remember was a half humanhalf demon named Damien Hellion, he was the prince of some demonic kingdom who was sent to the human world to be protected from his uncle. He had wings, and a motorcycle, and 2 magnums, and the entire story had absolutely inappropriate humour that wasn't even funny and had nothing to do with anything. And for some reason he could drive his motorcycle on walls.
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Ah, Kaiser. A white mage vampire hunter, with the rather peculiar ability to purify the taint of vampirism while leaving the human intact. Usually. There was some risk of failure. I liked to throw him in the middle of the Anne Rice crowd on Gaia. 'Oh, you're living an eternal abyss of endless torment? I've actually got something for that...' Watching them frantically try to invent in-character reasons to refuse was my greatest joy in RPing.
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Gil-galad a half elf RangerClericMagic-User stolen straight from the loving arms of Tolkien when I was but a wee lad of 7. I remember precious little beyond that. Think I ended up king of Not Numenor over the course of the campaign. That was 25 years and a significant number of concussions ago.
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Mira Nova, yes, I stole the name from the Buzz Lightyear Cartoon elven thief. She got involved with a fey prince known as the Cat Lord. He gave her a necklace that turned her into a neko-girl, and also put her under his command, as he had dominion of felines.
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What you'd consider my FIRST character is based on if you count fan character. My first original idea was a demon fighting badass named James McKnight. Version 1 of James had him as a hitman for demons, and he fought people by riding a skate board...as in riding around the place, grinding on monster face. My first story of him had him basically reenact the opening fight to Devil May Cry 3, I even based James on Dante as well. Version 2 had him as a coat wearing sword swinger, so yeah, still Dante. Only this time he worked for an anti monster organization run by THE Merlin of King Aurthur legend. His long lost brother would be a blue coat wearing badass, if you guessed Virgil, you'd be right. Then he'd have a psudo rivalry with King Aurthur, brought back to modern time because the British government found Excalibur's hilt and gave it back to his corpse, making Aurthur immortal again. The whole reason I wanted James to fight Aurthur was so he'd have a cool moment where he earned Excalibur from Aurthur and use it to beat the super bad guy...so I just took the end to Sonic and the Black Knight... Basically I took everything nerds liked, and put it in a blender...I still kind of liked the idea.
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I had been inventing characters since before I can remember. Like extremely young. But my first RP character was a deathmetal-guitarist-vampire-archmage. Because why not be all three? But he was also cursed to never wake up in the same dimensionrealm that he fell asleep in.
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My first character was Dante from Devil May Cry as a ninja zombie. Don't ask why xD
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First character was the basis for my username, admittedly riding on the high of the Toonami era of Anime at the time. Went with a name that was unique enough. Essentially cause I was 12 a jet-black haired man with maroon eyes and looked like something out of the Crow with some demonic influence. Wild imagination but it kept me going
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My first character was modeled after Ryu from Breath of Fire 3. He could transform into a dragon, and he was a vampirewerewolf hybrid. Things got ridiculous.
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The first character I ever created for an online RP was an elven wizard by the name of Magus Darkmoon. He was modest and a novice in his craft. After playing with him for awhile, and a wonderful cast of players and characters, we rebooted the world we played in and actually gave it more depth than what it had. And with that world reboot, many players kept their old characters, but changed some things about them. I rewrote Magus into something remarkably different. Enter Magandrus Daramondath. He ended up being clever, quick-witted sorcerer with a penchant for swordsmanship and highly destructive magics. He was also cocky as fuck. That was way back in the late 90's, very early 2000's. He still remains, to this very day, my favourite character. Ever.
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I can't remember who my first character was...I used to create tons of characters for my adventure fantasy roleplay games when I was younger.
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I had 2 characters that I created at around the same time that could more or less be considered my 'firsts'. The one was named Aeryn Shadowstorm. She was a half-vampire necromancer, her mother a human necromancer who never became sired and a father a vampire who was blessed by one of the four elements since his bloodline was elementally gifted. A necromancer from her mother's past found her family and killed her parents in front of her and then sought to take her away. On the brink of magical awakening, she found her own gift of necromancy and miraculously caused the necromancer on a vendetta toward her family to run, but not before leaving her behind with a nasty scar along her face to remember him by. Her life goal was to find the man and kill him, to avenge her family and hone her skills while doing so. The other one was Starla McClintock. She and her older brother, Chris, more or less grew up in foster care. When Chris turned 18 and the two of them were in yet another home, the foster parents pushed to adopt Starla, thus separating the siblings. The foster father was very abusive, kicked Chris out, but after a month away, Chris found a way to get his sister out...the foster father was found dead, seeming to be mauled by a very large animal. The foster mother sympathized, refused to press charges and Chris was allowed to become guardian of his sister. While away, Chris had become a member of a gang calling themselves 'The Defenders'. He never explained his dealings with Starla, but a couple years later when he died, Starla found a note left by him reading Defenders protect all, Defenders protect Starla. Though she'd been sheltered from Chris' involvement in the gang, it was no secret that they had heavy dealings with the occult and black magic, etc. Chris had made it top priority to teach his sister self defense as well as how to handle a knife. After his death, she became very depressed, though he'd left her a great sum of money to ensure she'd be taken care of. She continued her dancing and got a job as a waitress, but a couple years after his death...weird things started to happen, things that made her realize there was more to her brother's death than she'd originally thought, things that beckoned, things she had no choice but to get wrapped up in.
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Oh, god... My introduction to role-playing was Gamma World. First edition, when I was... 11, maybe. I had two characters - a pure-strain human named Bob, who had a blaster and a longsword and was pretty much a self-insert before I knew what that was. The second was his buddy, an oak tree with tentacles and exploding acorns, and a gas bag that let him float, and the ability to shoot electricity out of his roots. They drove around Gamma Terra in an Atomic Ferrarri, killing bad guys and taking their stuff. I lost the car to hoops mutant rabbits that turned it to rubber and Bob to stonefish mutant fish that turn you to stone with a bite. I think the tree was killed in a fight with a gardening robot that was trying to plant him in a nuclear crater that had once been a park. Good times.
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Ooooh good times they were! My very first character was Thyri Beornsdottir, a Torvaldslander in the Pen and Paper world. She was huge, a drunkard, always in for a good ole fight. Her motto was You aren't drunk as long you can still lie on the floor without having to hold on to something!. And she was a HUGE coward. I don't know why, but I botched every single courage throw with the dice with Thyri, so she spent adventures in cover, screaming in fear like a little girl. My first erp character was a gorean slave girl named sura. Back then gods I feel OLD the entire point of gorean roleplay was to play yourself in a prettily described body, and so she was a voluptuous blonde bombshell and an ultra-submissive gorean kajira as the only fantasy elements of that character. Besides that she was pretty much me. I was underage 6 months to my 18th birthday when I started to play her, and we had internet access since 1 month when I started to roleplay. I was obsessed with gor back then, because it was the first erotic online rp system i could find. Our internet account was SO expensive, that my parents only allowed us to go online on sundays because access was free on sunday, and so I stayed up until midnight on saturday, rped until early sunday morning, then my brothers used the account until 9pm, and then I had three more blissful hours to rp. It was crazy. Two years later I discovered the VAST world of erotic roleplay online, and spent a lot of time on various sites, creating a myriad of characters.
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My first was in DD a centaur named Akiata lol though ended up sacrificing herself for the party and resurrected as a avenging angel and evetually became with enough power to be considered....don't get mad at me the dungeon master said this..the left hand of god. He even had my character battle Michael
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My first character didn't even have a name, was just ElementalKid, I was 11. When I roleplayed with him, he had to control the literal elements, as in, what's on the periodic table of elements. Not the water, fire, ice, lightning, etc. nonsense. I was a bit of a science dork. I would later grow to be a history dork. Then a videogame nerd, and now a struggling adult trying to find where the fuck his spot is in the world. While I didn't roleplay the powers during it I was doing sex roleplay at that age, with some chick name PureSorcery. It all started in an Eiffel 65 fan chat room yes, those guys that sing the I'm Blue, song. I really loved the band back then. The funny thing was how far off from actual sex it actually got. Knowing more about it now vs what I thought it was at 11 is pretty hilarious. Things like cumhosing, like as if you were taking a wiz, and silly nonsense like that, that simply doesn't exist. I was roleplaying sex before I even looked at porn, which really makes me wonder as to the identity of my partner and her knowledge provided it was, in fact, a her of sex. Course, now I can go over the intimate bits like I took an anatomy class on it so I just have to facepalm when I think of really early sex roleplay.