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Thread: The Inheritance - Morlock & KatarineMeow

The young woman ran her fingers through her hair, watching it almost glow a golden color in the setting sun. The other half, not soaked in the sun, looked light red. Maybe a mix of strawberry blonde and red? Her skin was almost as white as snow, she was a stark contrast to the dark man driving the car. He glanced back at her every so often, his eyes smoldering in that way that men always looked at her. May I help you? She asked, an edge to her voice. The man scoffed and his dark eyes turned toward the road again. This pleased her. The woman's blue eyes sat behind a pair of black thick-rimmed glasses, which she pushed back up her nose after speaking for the first time in the car. Her little black dress fell just above her knees, and it had a red silk bow sewn around and onto the waist area, the straps were red silk as well. It's not a dress she would choose for herself, though the man who'd had her before left her with only this dress at a friends home until now. She'd assumed the old pervert had sent for her, something she wasn't keen on. She sighed loudly as they pulled up to the mansion. The dark man opened her door, and shut it after she slid out. Going around to the back of the car to grab her bags. She walked up to the front door and shivered. She didn't want to walk back in, but she had nowhere else to go. It was serve or be homeless for her. She pulled a key from her cleavage, and slid it into the lock. She looked up at the huge place and frowned as she turned the key and pushed the doors open. Her hair grazed her shoulder as she pulled the key from the door and stepped through the threshold into the mammoth house. Her hair rested a few inches below her shoulders, as she stopped in her tracks. Looking at a younger version of the old man who'd been her caretaker for six months. Since she became of age to be sold off and used in whatever manner a man would want.
Thread: The Inheritance - Morlock & KatarineMeow

Heath stood at the top of the stair as he saw the black car drive up, he knew it was her and butterflies immediately started to dance inside his stomach, he had not felt this way since he lost his virginity, ironically the woman he lost it to was also a slave of sorts, hired by his father to seduce him in a night club, Heath didn't realize it was paid gig for her at the time, but later saw her photo in an online photo gallery of high priced hookers. He knew then that it would have been his father who arranged this, probably to man up his son, he could never work that out about his father as Heath didn't see himself as being effeminate in anyway, but obviously he still possessed too much sensitivity or awareness and his father wanted him to be much crueler. He saw the woman leave the car as the dark driver opened the door for her and then sped off as soon as she had retrieved her bags from the boot, Heath wondered what he should do, he wanted to walk down and help her in, but she was a slave, was she a happy one, or would she rebel, he actually found himself hoping that she would rebel, that he could just let her go and that would be the end of this whole sordid affair. The woman was blonde and wore black rimmed glasses and a black dress, she was sexy and yet looked like fabled girl next door, in fact this is what made her even sexier, he had been expecting some kind of siliconed bimbo type, he then heard the doors open, it seemed his father had given her a key, he took a breath and waited as he watched them open all the way and then he started to walk down the stairs. As he walked down the stairs he was awe struck at just how beautiful this woman really was, he wanted to speak and yet found that the words failed him, his breath had left him, he looked down momentarily and then regaining his composure he made eye contact with her again and smiled. Hello, I am Heath, you must be.... he realized that he didn't know her name, Well I don't actually know your name he said smiling.
Thread: The Sheriff and the Outlaw (BBR + CP)

Pushing her large blue and top hat out of the way for just a moment, Caitlyn knelt down on one knee inside of the brush. This was certainly odd, there were no minions even though the minute fifty-five mark had passed. There was no announcement, no other champions in sight, no nothing! Her eyes scanned the area, seeing nothing but untouched terrain. Hell, for all she knew, the jungle camps were no where to be seen. Throwing out a few of her traps, just to be safe, she placed one in tri-bush and in the river bush before she resumed scanning the bot lane. Was everyone else having that much trouble summoning? What the hell is going on? The thought came as she stood up in the bush, he rifle at the ready. Taking just a moment to fix her skirt, Caitlyn, ran back to the tower. Something was seriously wrong here. Three minutes had passed, and still nothing. The traps were still unsprang, and all Caitlyn could hear, was the sound of the rushing water of the river. It was more of a stream if anything, but. . Shaking her head, Caitlyn tried to focus. If no one was here, and there were no minions, how in the hell was she going to get out of this place! The summoner frowned. He wasn't super experienced at the game, but he also knew better to know that something was up. Caitlyn was the one champion he played fairly well, and he took a moment to glance around. He was alone. At first, he just assumed that the other summoner's were running a bit late or something, now, he figured something was seriously wrong. He didn't see any of the elements that he'd normally see given these circumstances. Instead, it just seemed like it was his champion on the Fields of Justice. Alone.
Thread: The Sheriff and the Outlaw (BBR + CP)

As Caitlyn and her Summoner were beginning to suspect, there was something very wrong in the Rift today. One of the high-ranking Summoners of the League had gone rogue last week and today, in this match, he would begin to carve his name across the Fields of Justice. Today would be the first match in which she struck out at the lovely ladies of the League of Legends - the powerful women which had captured her imagination and touched her deepest fantasies. She wanted them, but she knew that she could never have them. It s because of this that she had gone rogue. Because of this deep obsession with the League's female champions, she decided to take them in the only way that she knew how by using the champions themselves against one another. By using the Champions of the League of Legends, she could best the objects of her desires in the Fields of Justice and use those champions as tools to vent her sexual frustrations. Of course, the Institute of War would never allow something like this to happen, so it was necessary for her to take matters into her own hands. She had asked around, spread rumors, and followed leads to the Summoner that was now controlling Caitlyn. He was an easy mark - a novice with limited skills. Against her, he stood no chance, ad Caitlyn was his favorite champion. She had hoped that he would bring the Sheriff of Piltover to the match, and her luck had paid out. Using an unawares messenger to mediate between them, this rogue Summoner arranged this match with her opponent. It was entirely unsanctioned. The Institute knew nothing of it, and so there would be no minions to aid Caitlyn. There would be no other champions to come to her rescue. The only beings in the Rift today would be Caitlyn and her opponent, Jinx, the Loose Cannon . Jinx had been carefully picked for this match. The Summoner knew that she would need to make sure that her chosen champion would not reveal her identity to the institute following this match, lest she fact harsh punishment. Jinx was perfect for this. She enjoyed chaos and mayhem. She also was not very fond of the Sheriff of Piltover. Jinx would keep the Summoner's secret. Of that, she was sure. I see that you made it to the party, Hat Lady! Jinx shouted when she spotted Caitlyn hiding beneath the safety of her tower. Jinx, herself, was standing just outside of the tower's range, close to the safety of the lane brush just beyond the tower's firing range. Pow-Pow was in her hands, ready for action. Strangely, she didn't seem surprised by any of the suspicious absences on the Rift today. Instead, she just stood there staring at Caitlyn with a mischievous grin on her lips and her finger on the trigger of her chain gun.
Thread: The Sheriff and the Outlaw (BBR + CP)

Just when Caitlyn was getting ready to try and get out of there, she heard a familiar voice belonged to someone whom she hadn't wanted to see. Anyone but her. The sheriff thought to herself as her eyes focused on the one known as the Loose Cannon. Obviously Jinx's presence there was suspicious, and Caitlyn would do everything in her power to get the information the Jinx knew out of her. In a way, she knew that she would likely be playing right into Jinx's hands, but she had no point. If this match was as illegal as it seemed, and Jinx knew something about it, the information had to be relayed to someone. Lucky enough for Caitlyn, there were no other champions here for Jinx to kill to get excited from. When Jinx was excited that was when she was the hardest to hit and the hardest to wrangle. As long as she played her cards right, Caitlyn was confident in her own ability to detain the deranged woman, and end this madness. Taking a step forward, Caitlyn wasn't in the mood to mess around with Jinx. Taking aim with her rifle, she fired a few shots in Jinx's direction before firing a Headshot. The sheriff was careful enough. She knew that Jinx had to have some trick up her sleeve, she always did. Jinx also knew that without help or minions, it would be a more even fight. There was no support, no minions, no jungler, no nothing. Stepping forward just enough, Caitlyn placed the ward that she had bought in the first bush. If Cait could see her, Cait could shoot her. Firing a few more shots, Jinx drew Caitlyn out of tower range, and closer to the middle of the lane. What have you done Jinx, what is the meaning of this? The woman said in her British accent. She was focused on taxing Jinx with her auto attacks. Stepping one or two steps before shooting, and then repeating the process. When Caitlyn stepped into the bush, she would have cover and her Headshot would refresh much quicker. This was going to be easier than she though. .
Thread: The Sheriff and the Outlaw (BBR + CP)

The fact that Caitlyn thought that this was going to be easy, or a fair fight, only showed her ignorance to the situation at hand. Because this was an unsanctioned match, Jinx's Summoner had not bothered to limit herself to any of the normal restrictions of League conduct or Institute rules. Where Caitlyn's Summoner most assuredly had only come prepared with the standard limit of only two Institute-approved 'Summoner Spells', Jinx's Summoner had brought her entire arsenal of spells. Some of which were custom-designed by her for this very type of match and were not Institute-approved. Caitlyn's fate was sealed the moment that she had appeared at the summoning platform. She never stood a chance... The second that the first shot was fired, Jinx 'Flashed' backward just out of Caitlyn's range. The fired shots fell short of their mark as a result and Jinx turned tail to run not back down the lane, but up through the river with the aid of the speed-enhancing 'Ghost' spell. This boded well for Caitlyn, or at least that is how it would seem to her. Both of Jinx's Summoner's spells were now exhausted and would not be available again for a couple of minutes. If she pursued Jinx now, she would have the upper hand! Nice shot, Hat Lady, Jinx's voice echoed back down the river through the fog of war. Maybe you should have brought Fat Hands with you! You'll never catch me all alone! Nya Nya! Having used Ghost to evade Caitlyn, Jinx had pt some space between herself and the Sheriff. Outside of Caitlyn's view, Jinx slipped out of the river and disappeared into the jungle on Caitlyn's side of the Rift. With no other champions on the map, only the natural denizens of the Rift, the monsters themselves, would be there to greet her. She was completely safe here, despite the usually dangerous nature that this area would possess with the enemy champions stomping about.
Thread: The Sheriff and the Outlaw (BBR + CP)

The sheriff was indeed keeping track of the Summoner Spells, but she found it odd that her summoner had brought Ghost and Flash with her. The usage of Ghost had made her remarkably fast, and Cait was having a hard time keeping up with her. She watched as she disappeared into her own jungle. For those that were keeping count, Jinx didn't have a single Summoner, yet Caitlyn still had her Flash and her Barrier. Using her net, Cait vaulted over the wall when she got there, knowing full well that Jinx would have the upper hand. She would have the Fog of War, as well as the dense jungle to cover her escape and to hide in, whereas Caitlyn would be the sitting duck. Caitlyn's start started to palpitate much faster, she wasn't much in the mood to be chasing Jinx, nor was she in the mood to be in this spot right now. When she got her heart rate under control, Caitlyn let out another breath and her eyes began to scan the area. Walking slowly, Cait laid a trap into the first jungle bush. She could see what was in there, nothing. Jinx's taunt was probably right. She would never catch her, at least not right now when she had used her Summoner. When that had faded, things would be perfect. Walking slowly, Caitlyn crouched into the bush that she had just set a trap in and readied her rifle. If Jinx thought Caitlyn was just going to chase her without even thinking about the consequences of doing so, she'd be sadly mistaken. The thought never crossed Cait's mind that Jinx's summoner was cheating. It was to be a fair fight. Jinx vs Caitlyn, one on one. The sheriff swallowed the spit that her mouth had been producing, before she decided to move from the safety of her bush. Creeping forward, walking by the wight, she turned to see the creature still hadn't been aggro'd. Caitlyn glanced towards blue, and seeing nothing out of the ordinary, she continued, firing a Peacemaker into the bush by blue before continuing forward. Just what in the hell had Jinx done? Why did she always have to play these damned games? Caitlyn's mind was searching for these answers and pondering them. While she pondered these questions, however, a tiny bit of her attention was taken away from her surroundings. Normally, Caitlyn would have known better, but this was definately a different sort of situation.
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RE Male seeking Females for long term PMYIM RPing Bump bump
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RE Male seeking Females for long term PMYIM RPing So after a few years of hiatus and trying to sort things out, I have returned! Not much as changed as far as what I like and what I don't so I didn't see the need to start a new thread even if this one is...two years old?! Did not realize I had been gone that long...anyways! I'm back and after only sporadically doing any kind of writing in the past couple years, I'm ready to make up for it with a vengeance! So if you see anything you like just shoot me a pm and we can discuss!
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RE Male seeking Females for long term PMYIM RPing I'd rp with you however I only rp over threads. If your open to that check out my request thread and send me a pm.
Thread: Hi, looking for Beast Stuffs

epy64 said Hey everyone! I'm new here, so I figured its best to get started. I'm interested in bestiality role plays, particular those involving a canine my character, across from a female partner. I'm not a big fan of rape or most non-con scenarios. I usually prefer email epy64120gmail.com Apart from that, I'm here to learn and have fun and make some cool friends. Feel free to message me and remember you're awesome! -Epyjoin Click to expand... I'd be interested in doing a Beast RP 3 Either by email or the PM system would be cool
Thread: Hi, looking for Beast Stuffs

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Thread: Next Door Servant (Redier and Malin)

Sam sat back on the sofa of his home waiting for an email that it felt like would simply never come. He was a middle aged man of 34, and for the most part his life was completely boring. He had a job that he hated, and a life that seemed like it wasn't going anywhere, and he had just given 200 to a kid so he could get what he needed to make his life far more interesting. Sam ran a hand over his stubble for a moment as he thought about what he was doing. He held in his hand an envelop, and -had more then enough copies- that would make sure that his next door neighbor wasn't about to run away. Her parents were out of town, and for the most part Sam knew that the girl was at home playing house keeper. He smiled as he got up from his sofa to his average height of 5'9. He had short black hair, and green eyes, and his face had a strong five o clock shadow from not shaving today or the day before. Grabbing his jacket he stuffed the envelop into a pocket and started out the door walking over to the house of the girl he had been following for the last 8 months, and with a powerful hand knocked on her door. He was broad, as he stood up, and it was clear that this was a man who took some pride in his appearance, his hair was neat, and while he did have stubble everything seemed intentional, Sam was a creature of pride. Hey if your not busy can I have a word with you?
Thread: On the Edge (Thaedael&PoetDreamer)

It wasn't always this way. She had always been a nice girl she had her moments, but for the most part she got along with everything. She never claimed to be the best at anything really, but she wasn't the worst at anything other than sports. However, life turned around right before her senior year. A month before she started her last year of college, her mother was killed in a car accident. Since she had been driving, her father blamed her. That's when the abuse started. He would beat her and leave bruises for her to hide. No one knew, not even her boyfriend of 3 years. Said before was getting tired of waiting, and she was so close to giving him her virginity until the abuse started, and she didn't want him to see the bruises so she kept saying no. Finally, he was tired of waiting. It was March. In 3 months, she would be done with high school, but he didn't want to wait for anything anymore. Frustrated, her boyfriend forced her to have sex with him. There was much blood and tears shed that night. When he was done, he just left her there on his basement floor since his parents had gone out for the night. When she realized he wasn't coming back, she decided she had had enough. For months now she had debated ending it all for good, especially once she noticed her boyfriend wouldn't wait much longer, but she always expected a huge fight and break up, not a rape. Now here she was. She had pulled her jeans back on, without her underwear since he had cut them off of her and they were ruined, slipped on her socks and shoes, her shirt, since her bra had been cut off to, and a black sweatshirt. After running out of his house, Brielle took off running. She was tired of the abuse, and with the rape on top of that, Brielle wasn't sure how anything could get any worse. It had just started raining when she got to the edge of the cliff and looked down to the rocks below. Although she had thought about this, she couldn't believe she was finally going to go through with this. Her black, shoulder-length hair was getting soaked and started curling up on the ends, and she could feel her clothes sticking to her as she stood there, the wind hugging her body. Her eyes shut and she just stood there for a moment, trying to get herself to admit she was finally going through with it.
Thread: On the Edge (Thaedael&PoetDreamer)

The wind was howling around her, the rain falling a little bit harder. Although Lover's Peak was normally crowded with romantic couples and horny teenagers, the storm had driven everyone away. She just stood there. There was plenty of time. No one cared about her for her to be worried about someone coming to look for her. No one would even notice she wasn't in bed until the following morning when her father woke up, hung over, and went to bang on her door and tell her to make him breakfast. That was how the mornings usually started at least. The next morning though, there would be no answer from inside her bedroom. She never planned on answering anyone again. It wasn't hard to get over the fence since it wasn't really made to prevent people climbing over it the fence was simply a precaution to avoid accidents. This would be no accident. Usually, her thoughts were all over the place. Brielle could barely ever clear her mind sufficiently. Normally, thoughts of when her father would stoop to the next level of abuse, thoughts of when her boyfriend would finally get tired of waiting and leaving her, thoughts of the friends she used to have before she had to hide from everyone. None of that tonight. There would be no more what ifs or wondering when something would happen. There would be no more nothing for her. For once, her thoughts were in bliss knowing that no one would be able to lay a hand on her again. Until someone tackled her. Bri's first reaction was to scream. She thought it was her boyfriend following her, coming to either rape her again or finish her off himself. Her fists went out to connect with whoever had knocked her to the ground. Her feet kicked out, wondering if she could possibly kick him over the edge, drag him down with her after what he had done to her. This guy wasn't right though. He had a different build than her boyfriend. There were more muscles and less hair. The fight left her and she just laid where he had knocked her down, her eyes closed once more, tears rolling down her cheeks and mixing in with the rain. What could she possibly say to this guy? As soon as he left, she would jump and not waste anymore time, and his life would go on like normal.
Thread: On the Edge (Thaedael&PoetDreamer)

Woah he said, wrestling with the girl that was trying to connect a fist with his body. Woah, there, take it easy, take it easy he said, the girl flailing against him harder, trying to kick at him and shake him off. I am not here to hurt you, take it easy his tone was stressed, even though he was trying to bring a reassuring confidence to her through his voice. She had connected with him multiple times, managing to batter his chin before she noticed who he was, before suddenly stopping. He sat atop of her, semi straddling her in this position, his body pinning her torso, her arms held at the wrist to either side of her head. I am not going to hurt you. I am not going to hurt you he repeated, looking into her face, the rain running down in droplets across his face. He didn't appear that much older than the girl, his face clean shaven, a red mark across his chin where she had hit him. From the corner of his mouth blood was drawn, before he smiled to her in a calm reassuring way, a chipped tooth clear to see in his mouth. I am going to get off you now he said, before slowly standing up, and backing away from her, hands held to either side of his body, away from himself, palms open and fingers away in a sign of peace. He was wearing jeans, of which the knees were torn up, bloodied, and bruised, having slid against the gravel when bringing her to the ground. Above the waist of his jeans was a simple red polo shirt, semi tucked away under a large canvas rain coat. Are you ok? he said, standing away from her.