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Thread: Calm Before the Storm

Moss thought for a moment. He reached behind his back and drew an old chrome p229. It was fairly beaten up, and the the muzzle had darkened from thorough use and a lack of maintenance. I have this, but I don't use it much anymore. It made a difference back before I got my rifle, but it's seen a lot of use and I've never time to maintain it. Hang on a sec, I think I still have another clip and the silencer. It might be in your best interest to give you both right now. He paused and reached into his bag. As he shuffled through its contents, he spoke, When's the last time you remember eating? I'm more worried about you passing out from hunger than me. I've survived on less. He paused, and looked up from his bag. I found you buried beneath a couple pounds of rubble, bruised everywhere. Judging by your shirt, you've seen more than your share of monstrosities. I don't know anything about your past, but since I've met you I've had someone to talk to. It's made all the difference. Simply, I like having you around. He turned his attention back to the bag, coming to the realization of how poorly he may have worded that. He sighed and hoped she didn't think him a fool. Shuffling around a bit, he drew a black metal tube and a rectangular clip. Handing them to her, he looked at the pistol. Do you know how to use one of those?
Thread: Calm Before the Storm

Honard nodded and took the pistol when he handed it to her, feeling the weight of it. Simple point and click interface, neh? She said, tapping the trigger lightly. It didn't seem like a good fit, but it would have to do for now, it was better than nothing at least. She chuckled, finishing her half of the bar. Just now... She said with a shrug. She narrowed her eyes as he mentioned how he found her, a shiver running down her spine, confirming part of her worries, but only raising more questions, like how she had survived. She arched an eyebrow at the other comment, but didn't say anything about it, company and misery, or something of the sort. She took the silencer and spare clip, attaching the silencer before putting the clip into her pocket. I think i'll be fine, so long as it still works. She said, pocketing the weapon. Oddly enough, the pocket was nearly a perfect fit to keep it held even if she was running, while still being easily accesible. Maybe we should run into some raiders, and... relieve them of their supplies. She grinned slightly.
Thread: Calm Before the Storm

Reluctantly, Moss retrieved the other half of the bar. He looked at it scrupulously. Dry, yellow-brown, somewhat unappetizing. He took a big bite out of it, chewed, and forced it down. He was pretty hungry. Hungry enough not to care about its texture. He polished off the rest of the bar quickly, and looked over at her. Not only did she seem totally unfazed about his comment, she seemed almost less enthusiastic. Evidently his feelings toward her were not mutual. He coughed, a small piece of the bar suddenly wedged in this throat. He coughed again and it cleared, and he turned away from her. At least now he knew. Making a move could only exacerbate a poor reputation. It made sense to him, somehow, that she should have no feelings towards him. He killed people for a living both before, and after the onset of war. A slight smile spread across his lips upon a realization nothing had changed. Moss stood up, his face stone cold and rigid with determination. It was just another mission. Get her to the safe zone. It'll have to do. he said, looking in their prospective direction of travel. I don't think it would be in our best interests to take on a troupe of raiders head-to-head. If we did try to combat some, we would have to be diligent and indirect. We would need to do it at night, and be damned quiet about it. If you think you can follow my orders to the word , then we might have a shot at this, but as far as I'm concerned right now, you are not a combatant here. Moss walked forward a few steps and looked onward in the direction they would be heading. It would be another hour or so, and the sun was only getting hotter. The sooner they started moving, the better off they would be. Let's go. he said, slinging his bag over his shoulder. His feet crunched on the gravel below as he began to walk again.
Thread: Shes been bad (Kerdon  & me)

Annabelle went to sleep listeneing to Avenged Sevenfold on her mp3 player. She had come home at 200 and had stumbled to her bedroom, trying to be quiet. She had know she was late, her curfew was 1100, but she and her girlfriend Leesa had been at a party, and truth be told, there was no way she could have found a way home any earlier, Leesa had driven and she was way way to drunk to try to drive. She had stumbled into her bedroom, her skirt and blouse thrown into a pile at the foot of her bed with her other clothes. She kicked off her Docs and had crawled into bed forgetting to cover up her back where she had gotten her new tattoo, only the day before. It was a chain of multicolored starts that ranged along her lower back. Her tiny black thong didnt even come close to covering up the body art, though it contrasted with her perfect ass. She lay on the bed, her arms underneath her as she slept she had not even remembered to remove her glasses. Her pale skin contrasted with the black bra which covered her 32b breasts. The white cord of the IPod was covered by her shoulder length red hair. She snored softly as she slept.
Thread: Silver Linings (For Fancy_Brat & Friend)

Sometimes dark clouds can hold more than rain. Sometimes being overlooked is a kindness. Sometimes being forgotten... is a blessing. Is doing good by your fellow man really enough? Should a person not remember that the world is not his alone to do with as he please? When someone enters this life, should they not strive to remove some of the pain that selfish men unleash? And what about beings that are not man? Should respect no be shown to them as well? Life is a gift to be shared with everyone, not hoarded by a few. Walking down the rain drenched street of the city, Mathew pondered the lesson plan his Ethics teacher had taught this morning. Of course, it had been sunny then, without a hint of cloud in the sky. Now it rained hard enough to soak anyone wearing a coat or using an umbrella. Which he of course had neither. Despite being waterlogged, Mathew liked the rain. It felt cleansing. And right now, his mind was focused on some else. What does it mean...to be good? His teacher had asked the class. The obvious answer was to do no evil. Several classmates had shouted the answer at once. To which the teacher replied And how do you define what is evil? Killing is wrong, yet we must in order to eat. That is the paradox of life. Does being good then mean something more...or is it just an idea that changes as time goes on? Ideas like this made his head spin just trying to understand it, let alone answer the question. He sneezed loudly, then wiped his nose. Fearful that he would catch a cold if he stayed out in this weather too much longer, he picked up his pace to get home. Looking about, he saw large refuge bags propped up against the side of one of the buildings. He remembered hearing in the news about a raid in the building. Some insane genius that no one had heard of was arrested. The charges ranged from reckless endangerment to unlawful use of equipment to murder. It seamed that every few days, a new juicy fact was revealed. People always want another story. He muttered under his breath, taking a moment to stop and look at the garbage that stood waiting to be cleared away.
Thread: Silver Linings (For Fancy_Brat & Friend)

RE Silver Linings For FancyBat Friend Along with the charges that had been given to him, there were also protests to halt experiments on animals. This insane genius was known for having them as test subjects, ranging from mice to cats. His latest experiment involved three cats, though there wasn't any known information about what he was looking to accomplish. A week or so into the experiment, the building had been raided and he was taken away. Amidst the chaos, the three kittens had run off, but didn't go very far from the building. Since they had fled, they hadn't had much food to eat or shelter... A small sound managed to break through the pouring rain. At first it was barely audible, though it was joined by another, and another. It sounded a lot like...meowing? The sounds came from the small alley that the garbage had been piled up in. If he listened carefully, he could hear the sounds even louder now. It definitely sounded like kittens. Amidst the bags and other garbage set to be thrown out, there was a rather small box facing up, drenched from the downpour. The label on it was of a popular storage company, but that was irrelavant. Small scratching sounds and mews came from the box, those sounds belonging to the three kittens inside. While it seemed they were just random strays, these were actually the same kittens from the contreversial experiment. The bigger two had black fur and light gray fur respectively, with the youngest having a mix of beige and brown. They had heard that someone was nearby, and they wanted so badly to be out of the rain.
Thread: Silver Linings (For Fancy_Brat & Friend)

RE Silver Linings For FancyBat Friend The sound of mewing shook Mathew from his half slumber. Curious, he followed the small sound to its origin. Stepping around the piles of discarded junk, he closed in on the three small life forms in the box. Crouching down, he looked at them after pushing his wet hair away from his eyes. You little guys lost? He said out loud, not expecting them to answer him back. You look even worst then me right now. Guess were both soaked to the bone. Bet your hungry too. He added as he carefully pick up the wet cardboard box, trying to keep it from falling apart in his arms You guys might be strays, but no one should be without a home in this weather. I'll get you fixed up and then you can go your own way if you want after words.
Thread: Silver Linings (For Fancy_Brat & Friend)

Their cries had managed to catch the attention of someone nearby. As soon as they saw his face they began to try and climb the box towards him. They really looked like they were in bad shape, fur soaked from the rain and it was clear they needed food. In response to his queston, they let out little mews, as if they did understand what he was saying to them. As he carried them away, they still tried to get at him, though with the box moving arond, they simply lay at the bottom, curling up with one another to try and keep warm.
Thread: A Simple Question

I've been a roleplayer for quite a few years, I've experienced my healthy or what some may consider unhealthy dose of fetishes and kinks in roleplaying. All of these I've experienced, one has always alluded my better judgment. This particular question is this Why do a good portion of females always seek to be utterly dominated andor degraded and humilated in a sensual roleplay, why do they seek to always be the submissive character in a roleplay in one way or another? Now let's step aside a moment from history or the fact males are usually 'on top' due to sexual positions. All I want to know, is simply why do most females seek to 'lose' in a sense. Anyone's input is welcome male, female, shemale, etc. If male, throw in any information you have. If female, tell me why you enjoy what is stated in my question, or your opinions on it if you do not enjoy it. If anything else, well, choose either of the top two.
Thread: A Simple Question

Patriotical society has taught them that a female role is a submissive one. It's also a liberating feeling and that's part of the thrill. On the other side of the coin that's why most males are majority of the dominant, because society teaches that male role must have power. I'm short handing it a lot but I'm sure others will chime in with paragraphs of explanations, with details, examples, maybe even a graph or two. But that's all I have to say on the topic at the moment.
Thread: A Simple Question

In general, I'm a submissive. Am I a hardcore submissive? No. But I can play one. I know for me, where I typically fall as far as the concept of dom and sub go which I honestly think is more realistic, not to mention the most common whether or not people want to believe it, being submissive is just natural. Part of that is due to my personality. I'm quiet and shy, I don't like the spotlight if I can help it, etc etc. Another part has to do with what I think is the fundamental core of what it is to be in a domsub relationship of any level and that is TRUST. I think trust is the key factor. You trust your dom to take care of you, to love you, to see your needs satisfied, that they won't hurt you, etc etc. And as a submissive, you take pleasure in pleasing your dom. Knowing that by giving to them and letting them take you are making them happy and if doing such things doesn't genuinely make you happy then you are NOT a true submissive. At all. As for the degrading and humiliating? Honestly, I downright don't like that shit. It's all right in private, if you're given reassurances later. But when it's public or forced? Forget it.... MOOD KILLER BIG TIME! The idea of being 'broken' doesn't do it for me. As a semi-natural sub, I don't need to be 'broken'. I am how I am. I like pleasing my dom, it makes me happy. It turns me on. There are limits on this, of course. BUT... I trust my dom to know and understand them and not cross the line. He does.... done. Because he obviously doesn't get me. But again, that's part of the relationship. So, in essence, for me it's about the trust that goes back and forth between the people involved. Sure, you can say it's a societal thing or a cultural thing. Whatever. And for some, that might be true. But in this day and age... that's not the way of things for me. I know outside of my relationship, I'm very independent. I don't take shit from anyone. I know I'm smart and capable, etc etc. And even in my relationship I am as well. It's why my dom wants me. He likes that about me. He likes that I can be somewhat aggressive at times. But he also knows that he can turn those tables in an instant and that it'll turn me on if he does, etc. Anyway, that's my view on it for what it's worth. I wonder if anyone actually read what I typed. .
Thread: A Simple Question

Most of the time it's just how a female grew up, or how they view things. Sometimes they like being tossed around and throat-fucked. Whenever I write as a male character, however, I've found that all my partners play a dominant or switch character to pair up with them. Maybe that's just me getting lucky, though.
Thread: A Simple Question

I find it a welcome short escape from a life in which I can't be submissive very often. I have to work to support myself, in a job that is more dominant than is ideal for my personality. But the jobs I'm better suited for don't pay enough for a single person with only one income. I do have a roommate but we are strictly friends, and I lack a relationship with the slight power tilt that satisfies. I always seem to pair off with people who aren't willing to take any initiative and are too accommodating and I don't like that. Concentrating all those submissive urges into an RP, taking it to some extreme, helps restore balance. I do play as dominant characters sometimes but not very often and only when the power is tilted more heavily towards my character than is plausible in our world. High government officials ruling over an entire planet or a thousand of them. It helps by letting me play someone with so much power that the amount I have to wield in real life feels easier to manage. So speaking for me, it's not because I've been socialized to be submissive, but because I've been socialized to suppress and deny it. Even an informal fictional RP taking up an hour a week is a helpful release.
Thread: A Simple Question

A simple question? Simple? Really? That's quite an understatement. I do think Shadown1n has a point... women have been receiving some pretty mixed messages lately, in a sense that society expects us to be strong and competitive, but still teaches us to be submissive. It probably creates a huge void, and a buttload of insecurity. I think there's also some deviant excitement in the idea of just not being able to subvert the gender roles that we are practically forced to break every single day it would be so much easier this way, after all. It's no wonder that most female-oriented fiction toys with this idea a lot. Chivalry is not dead, after all, and as reactionary as rape fantasies. Actually, I'd dare to say it's worse, since it's more subtle, and a huge portion of women do think it's a good, applicable thing in real life. Now, why some women, like me, enjoy to play dominant roles would be an interesting discussion too. Two sides of the same coin, perhaps?
Thread: A Simple Question

I think women being overly submissive is just retarded and need to get a brain and think for themselves because in roleplays- they are submissive in EVERYTHING. It's annoying. I am a switch- I have a taste for both submissive and dominant. Depends on my mood and who I'm interacting with. But with roleplays, I find that more and more of my characters are dominant more often than not- especially my male characters. My female characters don't take shit lying down and fight for dominance if they have to do so. They don't give up their dominance- but rather share it with the partner in question to show they are on equal footing. I personally think women lose when they just lie down and let the guy or whatever take whatever they want and do whatever they want and do nothing about it. To me, that's not liberating or even thrilling. That, to me, sounds more like having an indecisive person say, fuck it and let someone else take charge because they don't feel like it. I know very, very, very few women with actual rape fantasies. Sooooo, no idea on that one. Why would you want that? But I guess it's all in what your mind desires. But. BUT. Sometimes submissive can be sexy. Sometimes it is just who you are. Not a lot of guys I have met have actually been dominant. They appear confident and seem dominant, but actually aren't when it comes to the bedroom and roleplaying and I've found a lot of guys like it in and out of roleplays when women take charge. So it's a double-edged sword in some cases. But, I'd rather have a switch as a partner cause then I can have the best of both worlds instead of being trapped in just one. Oh, btws. Since I missed some of your question Humiliation and being utterly dominated is stupid. But that's me. I know some people who are very into having their dicks made fun of or being told they're worthless and get off on that stuff. I can't. I was bullied for a decade and can't stand how obnoxious people can be with bullying and humiliation. It brings out my aggression and does nothing else. Allowing someone to be utterly dominated either means a you don't want any form of control because of issues, problems, needs, etc or b you can trust that person enough to meet all of your needs without having to ask or think about it. Which is also a control thing. And as I've noticed on here- more and more guys are seeking dominant females. And because of so many submissive people, it's hard to find one.
Thread: A Simple Question

And what if the majority of these females are males in disguise?
Thread: A Simple Question

Nathanromml said And what if the majority of these females are males in disguise? Click to expand... THERE ARE NO WOMEN ON THE INTERNET. D
Thread: A Simple Question

Nathanromml said And what if the majority of these females are males in disguise? Click to expand... They're not.
Thread: A Simple Question

Look, I once rped with a very very very submissive female. She was doing nothing during rp, and obeying my character's every wish. And it felt like I'm doing the whole job aloneespecially because that person was not capable of posting anything longer then one-liners. But guess what! Some time later I found out a very solid proof that she is in fact he. Imagine my reaction! Now, I don't have anything against males rping female characters. I really don't. I did it myself once or twice. But there are people, many people, who are capable of pretending that they are in RL who they are notmostly males pretending to be females. I met such people here tooI won't name them though. I don't know what the reason for such behavior might be. If someone has a female character in mind he wasn't to test, then he can do it without pretending to be female in RL. But it's not that. It's something more. It's some kind of deep perversion deep inside these people.... ANYWAY!! My point is that many females might not be females at all but instead perverted males in disguise. Ende.
Thread: A Simple Question

I've roleplayed as men. I enjoy it because it's a different challenge in and of itself. I can roleplay well enough to have people ask if I actually am a man. But I'm not- I got boobs and am proud of them! But some guys probably see it the way I do. But sometimes they like to mess with people and say they have cooches when they don't. I've messed with many-a-newbie when it comes to my gender but I never keep it up for too long.
Thread: A Simple Question

--Hahvoc Requiem-- said Nathanromml said And what if the majority of these females are males in disguise? Click to expand... THERE ARE NO WOMEN ON THE INTERNET. D Click to expand... Of course, I forgot all the girls on the internet are pimply, overweight middle aged guys who still live with their moms. Now, ma, can you get me a Doughnut and my jockstraps?
Thread: A Simple Question

i wonder when people are going to post some graphs
Thread: A Simple Question

Shadown1n said i wonder when people are going to post some graphs Click to expand... How does a graph even address the topic, though? The OP is asking why not how many and also asking for the personal opinion of people here on this forum, specifically.
Thread: A Simple Question

PadanFain said Shadown1n said i wonder when people are going to post some graphs Click to expand... How does a graph even address the topic, though? The OP is asking why not how many and also asking for the personal opinion of people here on this forum, specifically. Click to expand... But... but... but... graphs are science-sexy! Who doesn't like graphs?
Thread: A Simple Question

There's something really satisfying about a male humiliating and degrading me. Calling me degrading names, etc. It makes me feel very excited like I'm going to drop on a roller coaster. It gives me a sense of affection, only some one really, really attracted to you is going to do such intimate and deviant things. I carry a very strong front, and I have a domineering personality. Something about giving in and letting myself be used, dominated. Almost relaxing, like I don't have to fight anymore. Even now just discussing it has my heart pounding. I love giving into and accepting my place, telling my masterdominator that I'm a slut, or that I belong to them, or that I want them to continue to do embarrassing things to me for MY pleasure not just his giving into it..it's like the plummet. But, I also love dominating men and women. 3 As a woman or even as a man.
Thread: A Simple Question

Mr Master said But... but... but... graphs are science-sexy! Who doesn't like graphs? Click to expand... Well, alright. You got me there.