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Thread: What can I get for you today, customer? (Ironic x NCD)

If only Candice knew what was going to happen to her later that night, then she wouldn't even be talking to this creep. Her eyes bashed at him as he spoke, listening deeply to what he said. Oh, you go to Ohio State? So do I! But I've never seen you there before, but then again, it is a big school. For a minute she thought he was lying, but why would such a nice guy do that to someone as pretty as her? Blushing at his words, she swatted the away. Oh no, not someone like me, but I appreciate it, really. She watched as he ate his meal, looking down at the table and smiled, thinking of things to mention or bring up into conversation. Poor Candice, she had no idea how foolish she was for telling the cook and other servers to leave to give the two privacy, she would soon regret her dumb decisions, her life would be forever changed after tonight. What are you studying? If you were going for a Doctorate I would ask you to fix this lonely heart of mine. She giggled, flirting with him and inching her foot closer to him. What could some harmless flirting do? She knew that it wouldn't lead the two anywhere, but hey, who knew at this point? He was so damn attractive, and he seemed like a nice guy, so she thought for now.
Thread: What can I get for you today, customer? (Ironic x NCD)

For a moment Eliot had thought that he'd just been caught in his lie. His heart skipped a beat, but quickly returned to normal when Candice mentioned that it was a big school. It was? Grant wouldn't have guessed that. He didn't know anything about the school other than the fact that it existed. It could have been some rundown school for charity cases for all he knew. Somehow, though, he suspected that it would not be so large if it was. Now he'd have to make up an area of study, though... I'm afraid that I am only going there on a temporary basis, Eliot said as he looked up from his salad and gazed into Candice's eyes. I'm studying History there, but I'll need to transfer schools once I am finished with those courses. Archaeology is technically my major, but since most of the schools with the curriculum to offer those courses have outrageous tuition, I thought it might be best to take the basic courses elsewhere. Then i'd only need to shell out tuition money for two years of the high-dollar school instead of six. Inwardly, Eliot was beaming at himself. That was some mighty quick thinking, he thought. Even though he knew it was a lie, he couldn't help but think how he might have believed it himself. It was good logic who didn't want to save money when they could? Transferring colleges wasn't all that hard, and archaeology was such a small and specialized field that you normally had to go to a university to study it. Community and state colleges just couldn't justify offering the courses in most cases. What about you? Eliot asked. What are you studying?
Thread: What can I get for you today, customer? (Ironic x NCD)

Candice nodded her head as he told her of his study plans, agreeing to everything he said. Oh yeah, that is totally understandable. It's a bummer though that you will be leaving soon to study somewhere else, we could of gotten to known each other a bit better. She hinted at getting to know him more, but little did she knew Elliot was the least interested in that, having other ambitions for his little club. Oh me? I'm just studying medicine. I enjoy helping people and its something I've considered since I was a young girl. Candice watched him as she hand rested on her cheek, her fingers tapping against her forehead. I have also grown up around ill family members that I could done none to little for, so I figured, why not become a Doctor? That way, I can at least do something useful and even change someone's life around for the better than the worse. She smiled at her words, taking pride in her risky decision for a career. She noticed that he was almost done with his food, so she got up for a quick moment and went to the computer system to print off his bill, putting it into a black booklet before heading back to his table and setting it back up. I will take this whenever you're ready. I have to get started on closing the place down, so take your time. It was nice meeting you Elliot, maybe we can keep in touch? She gave him one last smile before heading to the back to stock up the front for tomorrow morning.
Thread: What can I get for you today, customer? (Ironic x NCD)

Closing time... This is what Eliot had been waiting for. There were a couple of options open to him and he would need to decide very carefully on which one to take. There was the obvious one, the one that he had been planning to do all night if the opportunity presented itself. If Candice was closing tonight, which it seemed that she was, he could simply take her here. That was if they were left alone, of course. Eliot had looked around when he walked in this evening and he didn't see any security cameras which meant when the rest of the staff left, there would be no witnesses to see what happened to Candice no one to help her. Even better was that the road was almost deserted. Very few cars were passing by, which meant fewer chances that someone might happen by. The other plan was messier and riskier. If she left before the place was cleared out, Eliot had planned to follow her home and rush her when she went to go inside. Of course, there was no way to tell if anyone lived with Candice before then. It was much more dangerous than the first option. Thankfully, Eliot would not have to resort to this. His opportunity to take Candice here was quickly approaching. Eliot just smiled and winked at Candice when she dropped off his check and he began to pay very close attention to the staff as they funneled out the door. The last remaining waitress left, followed by a small group of who Eliot could only assume were the cooks. When they were gone, Eliot sat there for a few moments more and listened. He heard only one set of footsteps in the back - Candice's. It seemed that they were finally alone. Quietly, Eliot rose to his feet and moved over to the door where Candice had disappeared. There was a sign there that read 'Employees Only' , but with Eliot's plan, was he really worried about a sign? Eliot pushed his way through the door and was surprised to see Candice just on the other side. You know, he said through a playful grin, I can't keep in touch with you if you don't give me your number.
Thread: What can I get for you today, customer? (Ironic x NCD)

Going into the stock room, Candice grabbed a handful of ketchup bottles to place on the stands into the kitchen for the servers to grab, but she was caught off guard once Elliot entered into the kitchen. Peering over at him, she nervously laughed, knowing well that there was a sign in the front that stood clear to 'Employee's only'. Even though he did ask for her number, there was something strange in his voice that she could not put a finger on. Shrugging, she set down the ketchup bottles on the stand and pulled out a pen and paper, scribbling down her digits. She didn't mind too much that he was in here, besides, it was just the two of them, why would it matter at this hour anyways. Here you go, don't startle me though! You made my heart jump out of my chest! Candice giggled nervously once more, tucking away the blonde hairs that was in her face. Next text warn a girl of your presence. She smiled before heading back into the stock room, hoping that he would leave by then. Sure, he was cute, but it was all just harmless flirting, she didn't necessarily want to have anything else to do with him, knowing she wouldn't run into his path again. But now, noticing his stares, she got an eerie feeling that something was a bit... off? She knew to trust her gut, but she did not know what he was capable of. Walking back to the kitchen with salt and paper shakers in her hand, she noticed that he still stood there, giving her a devilish grin. Uhm, I hate to break it to you but I'm afraid you should make your way out the door. I don't want to get in trouble for keeping customers here once the restaurant has closed.
Thread: What can I get for you today, customer? (Ironic x NCD)

Eliot just smiled when he startled Candice. He happily took her number and slid it into the pocket of his pants, but he did not leave when Candice returned to the stock room. When she returned, her concern and nervousness were painted all over her face. Any other attacker would have struck then, before their cover was blown, but Eliot wasn't just any attacker. He didn't want to take her here in the back. The idea of taking her out front, where the windows would allow her to see any passers by driving off into the night from her position bent over a table in the dark restaurant, was much more appealing. Of course, he had to lure a scared Candice out there somehow. Fortunately, Eliot was one smooth talker. i'm terribly sorry, Eliot said with a small laugh behind his voice. I didn't mean to startle you or give the wrong impression. It's just that you're the last one here and I don't have any cash. I can't just leave before you come out and ring up my card. I should have said something sooner. I'll just wait for you out here, then. Take your time. I am in no rush. With that, Eliot turned and walked out into the front area. He'd noticed a light switch next to the kitchen door, so he flicked it in the hopes that it would darken the eating area - a guess the proved to be right on the mark. A wicked grin crossed his lips when the lights went out and Eliot stepped to the side, preparing to rush Candice whenever she emerged from the back.
Thread: What can I get for you today, customer? (Ironic x NCD)

Candice felt a sense of relief wash over her, all of her worries vanishing out of the door. No no it's okay, I was too quick to judge, and I want to apologize for making it seem as if you were here to cause trouble. I just get paranoid about those type of things, you know? Her facial features simmered down, her twisted fear turning into a casual smile. I will be right up there in just a moment, let me put away the condiment bottles and I will be up there. As she tossed the bottles into the walk-in fridge, she noticed that the lights in the dining room were shut off, only a soft glow came from the lights outside of the window. Elliot? She shouted, walking through the door to be met with darkness shielding her eyes. Elliot, this isn't funny! Candice pounded her feet on the ground as she searched for him, her hands extended outwards so she did not stumble onto anything, let alone trip and not be able to catch herself. Throughout her stumbling around the dining room, her hands pressed up against Elliot's firm back, a soft and low chuckle sounding throughout his wicked lips. Elliot..?
Thread: Spectral pleasure (Ivory11 and Messylips)

Marco had finally gotten his own place! A young man in his early 20s, he had moved to the outskirts to a certain major city and found a beautiful old house for a steal. To the average person the house wasn't anything spectacular, just a relatively small 2 floor place that had been renovated so much by previous tenants that it didn't really look all that old. Marco had asked why such a place was so cheap, after the deal was done the reason was revealed to him, previous owners had reported the place being haunted, they thought the ghost of a young lady who died in this house many years ago was haunting them. After some searching he found out about the girl, she was murdered by her father, she was a very... well, Open girl, performing certain sexual acts with such enthusiasm that her father thought she was possessed, so he killed her. The reason for the renovations? well, the previous owners thought that changing the house enough would detach the ghost from the place, but alas that never worked. Marco had moved all his stuff in within a single day, most of it was still in boxes when he finished and since the power wouldn't be turned on until tomorrow, he ordered a pizza for dinner and was spending the evening on his iPhone, hooked up to a charger pack with a few batteries in it. Before he went to sleep, he did what he always does before sleep, jerk off. He put some of the porn he had stored on his phone on and had the speakers going, knowing no-one would hear it, he began rubbing himself as soon as it came on, he had the covers off since it was a hot night and his body was sweaty from the heat, he rubbed himself up and down, not knowing that in truth, he wasn't alone...
Thread: Alice In Wünderland (world building help. Plot/storyline as well.)

Alright, so I'm a big Alice fan. I want to build a world like wonderland which young adults fall into much like wonderland. Although a modern version I want wonderland to be twisted. The general plot ideabackground is Alice was the last one to wonderland, she had no female heir to take her place as a heroine of the world. Thousands of years later, the white queen dies and her niece takes the throne implying the red queen-aka queen of hearts- had a child and the white queen didn't.. The niece rules a twisted queen dim where everything is bleak and fun is not allowed. The magic of imagination has become rare. But descendants of Mad Hatter, Hare, Table Mouse, and White Rabbit open loopholes to get to Alice's world. They're on a mission to find her or bring someone with potential back. To turn wonderland around. But instead of kidnapping young girls, they end up with young adults. And not the homely girl-next-door type Alice was. The unsavory bunch. Addicts, drunks, strippers. People who are either already half-mad or have to be creative in their line of work.
Thread: Corruption of Eden RPG Concept

I have never played something like this out but I have always wanted to. So, what the hell! Name Andrew Kilgannon Age 23 Sex Male Life Summary Andrew seems to only know the life of slave. Being bought, put to work, being sold off as debt and put back to work for another owner. It was a life of hardship but that's all he knew. He dreamed of one day being more but was, again, traded off to another slave owner. Sailing to God knows where, Andrew prayed for an opportunity to make something for himself. Then, the ship grew restless and wild before careening over and crashing. Barely coming out in one piece, Andrew crawled onto the sands of this foreign land. Would he make it through this final test in one piece or will the inhabitants of the island break him? Kinks Degradation, Dirty Talk, Oral, Breeding, Roughness, and more. Pretty much, I am okay with almost everything that isn't in my dislike. Dislike Scat, Vomit, Extremely large sex parts I am alright with big but there is a limit and vore. So, there we go. Hopefully it wasn't too bad! I will keep an eye out but just in case, let me know if we get enough people to get this started!
Thread: Corruption of Eden RPG Concept

This seems like a fun idea, I'd like to try it out. Here's the idea for my character. I'm open to helping out with NPC stuff as well. Could I get a PM of the transformation chart? I'm just curious to see what's possible, I'll delete it afterward to keep the surprise. Name Mary Horgoth Age 22 Description Mary is a smart, agile person, unfortunately the perfect fit for a slave. Her home raided when she was young, she's been the property of other people since she was young. The girl tries to push all her hate and despair for the world inside, putting a giving a friendly demeanor to those who haven't wronged her before. Some would say she's naive, she tries to view it as being open. The island could be a new start for her, if only she knew what was in store. KinksTransformation, anthronon-human, slutty clothing, yes to basically anything not in the dislikes Dislikes What's listed in the first post as stuff that won't be involved.
Thread: Calendar Shoot - Driven to Drift and Morlock

Michael had just finished High School and was on his holiday break, College next year he thought to himself and he was just happy he was accepted even if he still didn't really know what to do with his life. He had coasted through High School quite easily but without any real direction, some of his friends had told him he should take up modeling as he was quite handsome and tall with a well built physique and smile. He hadn't thought of doing that before although he was kind of shy even though he worked out hard and was a confident person otherwise, but posing in front of a camera? That seemed odd and kind of well kind of gay. He wasn't sure if he could manage it, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to work at burger joints to pay his way though College either so he sat down in front of the internet and started looking at ads that photographers had placed who were looking for male models. He wanted to start small that was for sure, even a hobbyist would do, preferably female, it would feel odd enough already without having to strut around like a peacock in front of a guy! Scrolling through the ads he came across one that was written in a way that was more amateurish than the others, it was kind of clumsy to be honest but that appealed to him, obviously this woman didn't have much experience herself, it made it all seem less intimidating. He re-read the ad, so she wanted a male model for a calendar shoot, there wasn't any mention of nudity or anything and well, it was more the nature of how it was written, very down to Earth and without a lot of the photographic jargon the other ads contained. He decided to email her, Hi there, I'm interested in trying this, I am not experienced at all, I mean nothing, not trying to be modest here! So I would love to get a start in modeling and have included a photo of myself so you can see who you are talking to, if you are interested please let me know and maybe we can arrange something? regards, Michael He hit send without thinking about it anymore, if he had of thought about it he probably would have lost what little courage he had! He sat back without expecting any response.
Thread: Calendar Shoot - Driven to Drift and Morlock

Ana stretched her arms lazily above her head, fresh out of a shower after another long day in the garage and ready to sit in front of her computer and unwind a bit. Her workflow had slowed a bit, seeing as most of the racing seasons had started and the builds she had assisted on were out traveling. She still had the usual, regular maintenance clientele - oil changes, tire rotations, patches, occasional fluid flush, tune up, etc - but that aspect of her job did not do much to keep her mind occupied. In fact, she was far-more occupied by another aspect of her life. Some of the ladies in motorsports that she worked with had decided to shoot a promotional calendar that was a little...different than the norm. And, being that they had seen much of her previous portfolio works, had enlisted her as the photographer. Their funds were limited so a professional had certainly been out of the question, however they knew she produced quality shots, if only they could get her to agree. She was intrigued, but admittedly uncomfortable...but how could she pass up an opportunity to make a little extra cash and even branch out on a hobby? So she had fumbled through the posted ad and awaited any interest. She absently twirled a curl of brown hair around her finger, hazel eyes scanning the screen as she sifted through her emails. Junk, spam, her mother, her mother, her mother...Michael? She blinked and clicked on the subject line, her brows rising as she realized that this was her first hit. Finger tapping somewhat anxiously on the desk, she hesitantly clicked open the attached photo and...was pleased with what she saw. He should do nicely, assuming he would be comfortable with what would follow... ...perhaps it would be better to approach those details in person. Opening up a reply draft, she typed away. Hello, there, Michael! No experience necessary for this shoot, I can assure you! It's a promotional shoot on a small-ish budget, but you will be compensated for your time. I believe you have a look we could definitely be interested in...so when are you available? Hope to work with you soon. - Anastasia. After re-reading the message, she clicked send and gnawed on her lower lip silently. No reason to hesitate - it was the first reasonable bite that she had received.
Thread: Calendar Shoot - Driven to Drift and Morlock

He sat back watching TV, he wasn't even sure if he applied the right way, there didn't seem many ways of doing it he thought to himself, she would either like his look or not, no two ways about it. He wondered what it might be like and what type of calendar it would be, he laughed as he thought of himself as Mr December or something equally silly, he shook his head, she would have received heaps of responses by now and he would probably be lost in the mass of much more professional and better looking models. Then he heard the email alarm on his smartphone, he got up and had a look, expecting a friend's message or even spam he was surprised to see it was from Anastasia, the female photographer who wanted to do the shoot, it was probably just a rejection email he thought but opened it anyway expecting to read the usual rejection stuff Thanks for applying, not what we are looking for etc etc he never had a great deal of luck with jobs so why would modeling be any different! Reading the message he was surprised that she seemed to just want to do the shoot and ASAP as well, he figured there might be a meeting or something before hand but maybe they don't do it that way after all. He re-read it looking for any rejections he may have missed and when he was satisfied that there wasn't any he started to respond. Hi Anastasia, I wasn't expecting to get anywhere with this and now I am quite nervous! So it seems you just want to do the shoot then? I guess I am available whenever you are, let me know and we can get it all rolling. regards, Michael. There, he sent it and then reality started to hit him hard, was he really going to do this? He had no idea what to expect, no experience to fall back on, he felt a lump grow in his stomach, he felt that maybe it was better to do this sooner than wait as he wasn't sure how long he could live with these feelings of nervousness.