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Thread: The Obligation of Saying "No"

That is exactly my approach when it comes to my 1x1s. I'm much more lax about it and am fine with getting and giving posts every other day if that's how my schedule andor muse goes. I'm in my 30s as well. I have 2 kids and they come first. Plus being admin, my duties on site come before my RPs as well. So that is just the way of it. Groups are the only time I care to have a schedule in mind, but that is more because you are dealing with several as opposed to just one person. But the rules are mentioned up front and aren't outlandish and, in my opinion, if people cannot hold to them, then they shouldn't join said group. Plus, it's also made pretty clear that delays are fine so long as people have an idea that you need to have them. So, if people have a heavy work or class schedule, so long as they let people know ahead of time, that can be worked around by everyone. I think that is just being considerate to the group since you're dealing with many, not just one. But yes, if it's just me... I'm totally on board there.
Thread: The Obligation of Saying "No"

When it comes to asking or proposing a roleplay, no, I do not expect a response. If I get no response, obviously they were not interested or they simply can't do it for whatever reason. I move on with life. I sometimes do the same. I'll try to give a reply and let them know why, but I also have a rule in my thread that if they don't read it thoroughly, and I'll know if they did or did not, then I won't reply to them at all. However, with current going roleplays... yes, I'd like SOME heads up if they're not going to be roleplaying, or if they're having trouble getting replies out and may be thinking of dropping it. My reasons being is that I only take on so many roleplays at once, and if I could be filling that spot with someone who could reply more consistently, then I'd like to. So I don't want to be spending weeks waiting for a reply that likely won't come for another month while receiving roleplay offers that interest me. If I am thinking of dropping a roleplay, I will let them know. If I can't reply, I'll let them know. When active in roleplaying, I like consistent replies, mostly because I like roleplays with plot, and if they don't reply much, the story moves slowly, and if it moves too slow, it gets boring.
Thread: The Obligation of Saying "No"

Personally, I don't always reply to PMs that I get for requests or answers to my ads. I don't really do it on purpose, I just forget sometimes if I have found a partner for the plot in question and have already read the PM with the intention of replying later. I'll admit that I usually feel bad about it, but things happen. On the matter of partners that I am currently engaged in a RP with, however, I do always make sure to let my partner know if I am no longer feeling the RP or if I am unable to play with them because of a lack of what I feel is proper effort in return to what I am giving them. I don't feel 'entitled' to the same, but I would hope that I would receive that same respect that I give everyone else.
Thread: The Obligation of Saying "No"

Thing is And I've mentioned this other time on other threads I'm having a problem keeping a partner around after two posts. It gets kind of jarring when your exploring other boards and seeing other role plays And you find that your partner frequently responds to one but never to yours. Reading this thread, I decided to take the one week and more approach and PM them and asking them what happened. Will actually PM them asking them about any kinks or errors in my rp style. I have feeling there is but nobody is telling me anything. I genuinely would like to improve and be able to keep my partner engaged enough to post frequently.
Thread: The Obligation of Saying "No"

Sometimes I need a few days before I'm up to get into RPing. Sometimes I'm ready to have a reply back all day long. And sometimes I hate an RP and don't want to explain why. I've told a person one time that it wouldn't work on another site. That was only because it was so incredibly painful to see their replies that I knew it would never happen, but they were nice before we started and I wanted to give some pointers about what bothered me. I don't see much point in telling someone it's done. I doubt many have just one RP going and unless I have some personal bond outside of the RP with you, I don't see why I'd owe you a notice. Especially when I might want to continue tomorrow.
Thread: The Obligation of Saying "No"

Firm Master said I don't see much point in telling someone it's done. I doubt many have just one RP going and unless I have some personal bond outside of the RP with you, I don't see why I'd owe you a notice. Especially when I might want to continue tomorrow. Click to expand... The reason I stated above might be a reason. Some people get plenty of roleplay offers, quite a few they'd be willing to take on, but they often limit themselves. I myself limit myself depending on whats going on. Let's say I take on 5 max and I have exactly 5 roleplays going. That means I have met my personal max and will not take on anymore. But if one of my partners is losing interest or decides they're just going to reply whenever they hell they please, be it a week from now, or a month from now, with no reasonable reason why, I'd like to know so I can mentally dump that roleplay and take on another. It's always nice to discuss your pace, schedule and availability to reply. Many people like to be a little more structured with how often they reply. The longer it takes someone to get to replying, the more the enthusiasm and creative juices for the specific roleplay may dwindle, especially for plot driven roleplayers.
Thread: Looking for Males for MxF rps! Ignore View/post Count.

Now I am looking for male roleplaying partners only. Looking for Juicy RPs with some good romance in it. I'm a detailed RPer, but I'm not too sappy, I do adult themes as well and don't fade to blackboring!. I am always open to ideas too, even if they don't revolve around romance. I DO have ideas, but I'm not gonna list them all here... it'd be too long... PM me and we'll talk shop. FYI, I only do PM rps I also want to put down some rules about being my RP partner 1 I want long-term, so please don't quit on me or I'll be very hurt or mad, maybe both 2 Don't fake interest in RPs, if you don't like it say it, if you aren't interested don't make me think so, it makes me feel like crap! 3 No godmoding... ever. Your character is not invincible, I don't care what he is... 4 Be somewhat available for the RP, I understand most reasons why it takes a while to respond, but if you don't have time, don't bother! 5 Be Literate and Detailed... no one-two liners... grammar and spelling is a biggie too... 6 This is sort of related to 2, DON'T PM ME IF YOU AREN'T GOING TO DO THIS SERIOUSLY!! 7 Open communication! RP interests !!! means I have ideas and want to do this vampire !!! elves demons angels Animal-kind slavemaster Royalty Bleach !!! YuYu Hakusho !!! Inuyasha Naruto Avengers !!! Harry Potter !!! Buffy the Vampire Slayer Twilight Autharian LegendCamelot, Knights of the Round, etc !!! Underworld Final Fantasy !!! Kingdom Hearts Legend of Zelda So I am very much open to ideas and have some of my own. Please PM me if interested. Also please be patient if I don't respond right away. This can be free or casual. I also play the female roles in all my RPs. And I tend to do mostly OCs. TY
Thread: Slaves of the Beastfolk (PsionicCuttlefish & Feral.Desires)

Elena, Vivienne, Margo and Christine had all greeted each other lovingly. The girls had grown up like sisters and as they grew and matured into young adults, their world stayed relatively the same. Their days were filled with social gatherings and keeping up their families names. Their nights, not nearly as often, filled with galas and balls. It was a life many would yearn for. To be wealthy and served at your every beck and call. But there was only so much happiness that wealth could offer. While she loved her friends, she hated what was expected of her. Corsets that were placed so tightly one fought to breathe. Primped and painted like a prized pony. Or even having her hand given away for marriage to a young Duke several towns over. A man whom she knew virtually nothing about, let alone loved. It was days like today that Elena sought to forget about the misery surrounding her station in the company of the other young girls. Alas, it was simply too much to ask. Her optimism was laid in waste to something much more horrible than anything she could have thought up. Her dress was ruined. Every muscle in her body from the neck down was sore. Her breathing labored through the gag as they were finally made to stop. Elena couldnt see. All she could hear were the muffled sobs of her friends and the orders of the male creatures surrounding them. They had been forcefully taken, bound and gagged and led to what she assumed to be the middle of nowhere. All of the girls were frightened. Having only caught glimpses of their captors as they slit the throats of their royal guards. They were shivering, their blindfolds matted by tears and sweat. Unbeknownst to them, but each girl in turn flinched as the loud voice carried out among them the leader of this horrid troupe. It was nothing but a nightmare and Elena whimpered quietly behind the cloth gag in total disbelief. She wasnt aware who it was that was fed first. But it was Margo who had made the desperate attempt to cry out. Silenced no doubt by a swift backhand to the face. Elena shied away then as the unknown figure touched her shoulder. Her mouth almost immediately closed as soon as the gag was removed. She ground her teeth so tightly that one could make out the tensing of her cheek muscle as she turned her head away. It was unlikely that the food and water being offered were poisoned. Bandits wouldnt exactly go through all of that trouble just to kill them randomly in the middle of the woods. But just because it was clean didnt mean she was going to drink or eat what they gave her. While she didnt scream or cry out, she quietly demanded, Let us go.
Thread: Slaves of the Beastfolk (PsionicCuttlefish & Feral.Desires)

There was a silent pause after Elena spoke her demand, then the voice of the leader barked out a laugh. I love it when they say that. I really do! Happens at least once every time, never fails! He laughs again. I mean, they say that as if, after going through the trouble of grabbing them in the morning and traveling all day across the country while keeping them tied up, we're just gonna cut the ropes, take off the blindfolds, and turn them loose in the middle of a random forest that they probably have never seen before, only to let them wander around, get lost in the night, and never be heard from again. It's never gonna get old! The leader finished his sarcastic and somewhat demeaning speech, to the response of a round of chuckles from his accomplices, as well as a few renewed quiet sobs from at least one other girl. Elena heard very close footsteps and a rustle of fabric, and from the sound of the leader's voice, he had kneeled down and leaned in so that his head was maybe a foot from Elena's own. Now, since I am amused at hearing that-- once --and I didn't say anything about not talking back, that first one's free, girl. Talk back some more and you'll start testing my patience, and you might go to sleep hungry. He said in a quiet, but firm voice, before switching to a softer and more reassuring tone. Now eat your food like a good girl, you'll need your strength, and I bet your pretty little mouth is so dry after having that gag stuffed in you all day, surely you'll want some water, too. There was a rustle of some metal container again, and Elena felt something tough and textured put up against her lips from the smell that began wafting to her nose, it was a strip of dried meat jerky. A far cry from the fancy meals she was no doubt used to, but at least it was something substantial.
Thread: Slaves of the Beastfolk (PsionicCuttlefish & Feral.Desires)

Elenas shoulders tensed when she first heard the laugh. His voice carrying out amongst the bandits who shared in the moment of hilarity. He was crude and sarcastic and it was made perfectly clear that this was not their first attempt. She could only begin to imagine the dozens of other young women who had to endure this treatment. Her friends around her whimpered pathetically, defeated and hopeless. Instead of offering the same sort of response, Elena simply frowned, her jaw tightening shut. She could feel him there in front of her. Crouched low and directing his tone to her. Even though she couldnt see through her blindfold, her eyes narrowed, fine brows furrowing in her irritation. There was a twitch in her lips, compelled to speak out against him, but at the risk of her friends having to suffer further for her attempted disobedience, Elena remained silent. The jerky touched her lips and the scent of salt touched her nostrils in the wrong way. She turned her head, refusing the sorry excuse for food that was being offered. Elena would rather go hungry then eat right then. Not because the food wasnt up to par with the quality and richness she was used to, although she was certain it would be misconstrued in that way. With a life lived with such little choice in how to do so, right now in this moment she had control on whether or not she was obedient and willing. She wasnt nave enough to assume that the leader at the very least was not intelligent. To carry this out in the manner in which they had, such swiftness and accuracy, it spoke of experience and the ability to problem solve. So, without her saying a word, it was made obvious by her body language that she would much rather go to bed hungry and thirsty then give in to anything he may order.
Thread: Slaves of the Beastfolk (PsionicCuttlefish & Feral.Desires)

Elena heard silence in return after she turned her head away from the offered food. She could almost feel the disappointment of whatever man-creature was kneeling in front of her. ...So, you're gonna be like that, huh? Not the first time a girl thought of refusing food, either. You look like you're pretty resolved. The warm breath of the beastfolk's speech wafted over her head, and the jerky was taken away from her mouth. A moment later, the man continued to speak. Girls like you also almost never listen to what I'm about to say, but I'll say it all the same. Maybe you'll be a smart one. Where do you think this little act of 'rebellion' is going to get you? You think refusing to eat, starving yourself, is going to get you anywhere? It will only make you weaker and energy-deprived, and you'll be less capable of dealing with us later. Is that really worth trying to prove a point that doesn't exist now? There was a pause, then the voice spoke again on a different track. Maybe you think you'll starve yourself to death, just to escape us? As I'm sure you've guessed, you aren't any good to us dead. If you refuse to eat now, then we will force you to eat later, and I promise you, it will be the most foul gruel soup you've ever tasted, but it will be nutritious enough. I'm offering you real meat now. One way or another, we'll keep you alive. It is your choice at how pleasant that is. Maybe that's what this is about. Choice? You think it's important you could choose to refuse my generous offer, considering your position? The way and tone with which he emphasized his words, and how close his voice was, suggested to Elena that he probably was searching her face and body for any twitches or cues that might give away what she was thinking, if she thought about it. Well, as I said before, whether you eat or not now, it doesn't make any difference in the long run except to hurt you, and I don't have to be giving you the same food we eat. So, now that I've given you something to think about, I'm going to give you one more chance. Elena felt the jerky pushed up to her lips again. You can eat now or not, but at this point in time, I don't give a damn.
Thread: Slaves of the Beastfolk (PsionicCuttlefish & Feral.Desires)

Elena felt her shoulders slump when the male began to speak once again. Knowing that his little speech would be directed to all the girls to listen, and listen well. She loved her friends, but she knew out of the group she was the only one who wouldn't be cowed so easily. The young woman had always been honest and forthright to a fault. A quality that was rarely appreciated and even more rarely tolerated. She had earned her share of punishments and at the moment she would prefer them over the goings on of the now. Was he truly being serious? The idea of being forced into eating some unknown slop by these... people... made her stomach twist and turn in the most terrible of ways. The girl barely moved save for the slight frown that crossed her full lips. Indicating that she had indeed heard him and she obviously understood the ramifications of either path she chose to take. While she was stubborn, Elena recognized the fact that if there were any chance to escape, doing so weak from an empty stomach and poor diet was not going to be the way to go. The salted meat returned to her lips and his voice gave way to the quiet whimpering of her friends around her. She was reluctant, but her lips parted to take the jerky between them. Elena bit a piece for herself, chewing and not bothering to pose any more arguments to the man or men.
Thread: Slaves of the Beastfolk (PsionicCuttlefish & Feral.Desires)

The response from the leader was swift. Good girl. Alright, here you go. The edge of a metal bowl was placed against Elena's lips, and very carefully tilted towards her. Thick, warm, flavorful liquid entered her mouth, with the occasional chunk of meat and vegetable, just like the leader had claimed. By all rights, a completely normal decent-quality camping meal, if it weren't for way it was being given to her. Once the bowl had been finished off, a furred finger tapped her mouth to get her to open it, and some small berries were placed on her tongue, with another couple of servings after she had chewed down the first ones. Once again, the leader spoke, with a firm voice that had a very slight hint of a dangerous edge behind it. And now, what do you say...?
Thread: Slaves of the Beastfolk (PsionicCuttlefish & Feral.Desires)

She almost breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't mock or berate her further following her having obeyed his instructions to the lot of them. It didn't sit well and she knew he was aware of it. Was that the point..? To make them feel uncomfortable on top of their fear so that they remained compliant? And yet once that warm, flavorful stew touched her tongue she no longer cared. It was the most simplest of heaven's. To be finally able to eat a meal of moderate significance after all this time. Elena could feel it make its way down her throat, soothing her, and pooling pleasantly and calming her aching belly. She continued to eat what was offered, albeit less noisily than her older friend. After a few minutes she was finished, having almost forgotten about what else he had promised. Fresh fruit! She hesitantly opened her mouth has his fur-tuft finger beckoned her lips apart. Her tongue was graced with the sweet tang of the berries and the girl practically moaned her enjoyment. That taste, that meal, was the slightest bit of normalcy she'd felt this entire time. Forgetting of course that the girls were still bound and being kept hostage. Elena gave a quiet sigh as her entire meal was complete. Her head lifting in the direction his face seemed to be as he loomed over her, waiting for the last half of his order. T-thank you, sir... She responded before bringing her gaze downward and falling silent once more, but with a belly that was delightfully full.
Thread: Slaves of the Beastfolk (PsionicCuttlefish & Feral.Desires)

She was led away just as she had been the night before. Albeit, a bit more gently. Elena sighed quietly as the male went through the routine of taking the collar and placing it around her neck, ensuring that she remained tethered to the tree through the night. Bed rolls were laid out beside her and she could feel the tiredness in her very limbs. Each girl, Margo especially, was exhaustion in more ways than one. Similarly, she was laid down, shifting with a wince due to her arms still being tied to her sides. Before she could really move to get comfortable she felt the warmth of the male hovering atop of her much too close. His breath caressed her ear and she couldnt fight the shiver that swept up her spine when he spoke. Elena frowned some, disappointed in her self despite his subtle praising of her compliance. If pride was a solid, tangible thing, her belly would have been full from it alone. It took so much effort to not argue or scream and try to fight her way from them. Had she not been accompanied by her friends, she would have damned the consequences by now in her attempt at freedom. Alas Elena had tried not to think about the future in the hands of these men. Would the girls be split up? Sent to be servants to another for the right price? Slaves to be used? Or would they keep them..? The very idea was barbaric. The girls had never seen beastfolk before now. Though they had obviously heard stories of them. Vile, ruthless and carnal creatures. Just barely above that of their feral cousins. How they even came to be was a mystery. Magic was said to be at root. Other more loathing stories involved women having mated with beasts, becoming pregnant and the beastfolk were the fruit born from such a blasphemous union. The thought alone had her stomach twisting. She only hoped that wasnt true, nor was that the reason why the girls had been taken in the first place. She was awake still, plagued by her own mind, when Vivienne was laid down with the rest of them. Just like the previous night, she fought to stay awake. Elena honestly hoped to hear something, anything from the men that would give a hint to their location or purpose behind all of this. But the men barely spoke and when they did it was in hushed tones or about nothing that concerned the girls. And when sleep finally came she was only a little less reluctant to succumb to it.