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Thread: Tell Me Lies (Alivs&Malicious)

She grinned, her mood instantly uplifted. She had to give it to him. He had a wicked sense of humor and one that she found some serious harmony with. Especially considering this party was actual torture for her. Her grin turned into a genuine smile and she accepted her wine glass back, taking a sip of the deliciousness that was an amazing bottle of wine. No no, its fine. You didnt upset me. I promise. She said softly. Its She paused and pursed her lips. Really refreshing knowing others can see what I was trying to portray in that painting. Its an homage to my mother. But enough of that. She wasnt about to be a total Debbie-downer even if every inclination of hers was saying for her to cause a scene. No. Turning her attention back to Strykaar, Cassie smiled again and nodded her head. Id like that actually. Did you have some place in mind? They were at some big fancy hotel. Shed kill her father if he actually held this intimate affair of two hundred and fifty guests at the house.
Thread: Tell Me Lies (Alivs&Malicious)

As a point of fact, I think I do. He said calmly, and lifted the wine bottle quickly, before offering his arm to her. Leading her out of the reception area, they both calmly slipped into the lobby of the vast hotel. It really was a monstrosity, but a very classy monstrosity. The elevator was all he needed, and he led them in. I must ask you Cassie. Do you like the stars? He asked. This was by far the easiest of the options avaialable to him, but it was still a solid choice. And besides, if they tired of this one, there were others he could bring her to. The elevator pinged, and opened up. On an observation deck. On the roof of the mighty structure. Strykaar led her out, and they were high enough to avoid the incessant lighting of the city below them. A glittering canopy of stars shone brightly, framing a full moon.
Thread: Tell Me Lies (Alivs&Malicious)

Nodding her head with a beaming expression, her arm linked with his and Cassie followed him into the elevator. She stood in there with him, her eyes glued to the numbers as they went up so high. She wondered where he was taking her and that little paranoid bit of her wondered if he was taking her to her death or going to push her off the roof or something. She really hoped it was none of those but then morbidly wondered if her paintings would sell better if she was dead. That was a joke, but it never usually was a funny one to say. Though she wasnt at all suicidal. People just assumed artists were when they joked about that. Glancing at him, she took a tentative sip of her wine before nodding her head. Yes, I do. Very much so. Speaking of stars, Ive done my own rendition of Van Goughs Starry Night . That was a piece no one saw because it was a piece she feared the most of. How else would an art critic react when someone else did their own interpretation of a major classic piece? Walking out of the elevator with him, she walked onto the roof with him and then branched away from him. She could see the entire city from this point but when she looked up, her breath caught in her throat. It was such a beautiful night out and since they were on one of the tallest buildings in all of the city, they could really get a great view out of it. The stars twinkled brightly and the moon looked so happy, she swore she could see its big smile. Wow. It truly was a beautiful night. Far more beautiful than that ghastly sight inside that was her father and his new wife. Its so beautiful. She did a bit of a twirl, slowly and the entire time she looked up at the sky. When her gaze finally fell back onto Strykaar, she giggled a little bit. And I might not be sober anymore at all.
Thread: Tell Me Lies (Alivs&Malicious)

Strykaar smiled at her words about the painting. Interesting! I'd love to be able to see how you interpret that paticular piece. He said calmly. He walked onto the roof with her, smiling as she took in the view. It wasn't the finest view a person could get, but then most people weren't able to get into a mountainous region. THis was gorgeous. And the view of things on the roof was certainly easy on the eyes. He gave her a smile that showed some teeth at her comment about sober. A fine seventy year Chianti can do that. It sneaks up on you. He said calmly, and held his hands up, as though framing her. A shame I never had any skill at art. Otherwise, I think I'd have a perfect shot right there. He mused quietly.
Thread: Tell Me Lies (Alivs&Malicious)

Really? She asked. I mean I have it at my apartment. She lived above her gallery. It was the only way shed have it because she didnt like the idea of not being close to work. Besides, this all happened recently, when her father started seeing Anastasia. Yeah, she needed to get out of there fast. Although realizing that it sounded like it was an invitation. I-I mean, I could bring it by to the gallery if you wanted to stop by some day. Not that shed really need to since, once more, her apartment was above the gallery. Sipping her wine, she turned a bit towards him and smiled, tilting her head a little bit as he held his hands up in a framing way. She bit down on her lower lip and absently twirled a lock of her hair, a nervous habit. That was such a line and she was such a girl to be falling for it. Does that line usually work? Because its working right now. She laughed a little nervously.
Thread: Tell Me Lies (Alivs&Malicious)

Strykaar smiled. Now why would I offer you a line? I mean really, could you not see it? The lady in red, framed by both the skyline of the city, and the stars in the sky? How could that be anything but a perfect tableau? He asked, sweeping himself forward, smiling to her. The way she twirled her hair, he wasn't sure if it was the wine or the night, or both, but he seemed to be creating quite an effect on her. And if he was being honest with himself, that wasn't terribly uncommon. But with her, he was planning to make sure that the impression stuck with her. He waslked past her, but ran a hand along her arm as he did, smiling to her. I love this spot. High enough to escape the bustle, but not so far away from the city itself. After all, I fear I am a touch too used to the comforts of civilization to properly appreciate some of the more remote place. He admitted. He gave her a smile. And what of you? Does the city hold her sway with you, or are you more for the mountains and forests of the lands? He asked her.
Thread: Tell Me Lies (Alivs&Malicious)

Well then, that was certainly something she wasnt expecting. Was this guy who was unbelievably gorgeous, like a sex god on a stick, really complimenting her? Cassie was a bit floored and couldnt help the rosy color that flushed her cheeks. She hastily took a sip of her wine to try and calm herself down. It helped. A little it, at least keeping things temporarily at bay so she didnt suddenly throw herself at him. She was very capable of that. Alcohol had that affect on her. But right now, he was having a bigger affect on her than the alcohol. If he kept saying the things he was saying The brush of his hand against her arm sent tingling sensations through her, like electrifying. She took in a deep breath through her nose, not obviously, and exhaling coolly. I dont blame you. I like the city from time to time, I mean do live here. But sometimes I miss being in the suburbs or at my fathers estate. Its quiet. I like quiet. Although She snorted a little bit. Its a lot quieter here than at his estate, if you catch my drift. She shuddered a little bit. Nothing like hearing her fifty year old father getting it on with his new whore to make his twenty-three year old daughter run for the hills, or in this case, the city. A good two and a half hour drive or so from them. It took a month to drown out the sounds of them in bed though. Expensive estate, youd think her father would have had the walls insulated.
Thread: Tell Me Lies (Alivs&Malicious)

Ah yes...the 'happy couple'. I can sympathize, my own family is...somewhat liberal to put it mildly. It makes for interesting family reunions I must admit though. Strykaar said with a smirk. Gods, was that putting it mildly. Most people assumed his family was insane. And they might not be too far off the mark. Cassie's father and his new bride were one thing, Strykaar's father chasing down a sixten year old servant girl to bend over a table...that was not something he'd even needed to know was possible . He did keep that from his face, as it would certainly break the mood. But surely it must have advatages living in the city? You are close to your gallery, are you not? I can only imagine that being so close would give you the opportunity to get a great deal of work done. Or do you find it places too many demands on you? Would you prefer teh distance from things? He asked her, still smiling. He was learning from this. Quite a bit about her actually, and that was always something that should be done. Always know about the person you're talking to. It led to much less embarassment.
Thread: Tell Me Lies (Alivs&Malicious)

Oh? Well thats always good. Unless when you say interesting family reunions you dont necessarily mean the good kind. She grinned a little bit, turning a little to lean against a railing. The alcohol was starting to take a bit of a good affect on her and she couldnt really stand in one place for too long. Shed constantly be changing stances. And that could lead to either being face down on the ground or on her side, hell even over the edge of this building. All of which didnt sound good. Holding her wine glass down beside her, her hand came up to brush her hair away from her face and she let the nice night air blow over her. It was relaxing and she was definitely glad for the air. It was taking affect fast. After all, she was sort of drinking on an empty stomach. Dinner hadnt been served. Glancing to Strykaar, a small smile played on Cassies face. Oh definitely. I love being close to my gallery. I live right above it. I got a building that specifically had a studio apartment above it, as a studio, a work place. But then my dad met Anastasia and it wasnt long before I turned half of it into a living space and the other half being my work area. Downstairs, is the gallery. I can be up in my home all day and only go down whenever someone comes in. Thats good surveillance and a little ding to notify if someone walked in. She nodded her head, a very, very slight slur masking her words. She spoke slower and didnt enunciate her words the way she normally did. Ah, alcohol. What an elixir. Besides, Im old enough to be on my own. It just took a bit of an extranudge, if you want to call it that, to get me taking active charge. She grinned again. Misery sure did love company.
Thread: you learn something new everyday(( Drake X †$ugar•§kull†))

Drake had agreed to keep their plan to themselves. Drake convinced the nerd to sneak over his house so that she could tutor him since he lived close to her. Drake was a bully, but he knew deep down that he made the girl feel as if she could communicate more with him because he agreed to stop picking on her, and treat her nice for a change. Even when he was talking to her he smiled a good handsome smile in her behalf. Drake took his time to prepare the traps within the house for his oncoming guest. Drake had prepped the special living room chair, and hid cameras in every room so that he could film it all using his nifty universal remote. He would finally look out of his living room window towards her home to make sure she had the guts along with the street smarts to sneak out of her own home across the street.
Thread: you learn something new everyday(( Drake X †$ugar•§kull†))

Shyanna was your typical nerda some people would call her. She stood about 5'2 she had beautiful butt length jet black hair she had bright emerald green eyes and her chest was large as well, her features were almost glass doll like. She had a beauty mark on the right side of her upper lip. She had been bullied at schol byt Drake but when he had agreed to stop if he tutored her, she was happy as long as he would stop picking on her. Soon shyanna had put on her black sweater as she climbed out of her window and onto the ground. Her room was in the basement, which she liked. She looked around as she walked toward Drake's house. Once across the street, she had her books in her arms as she soon moved them so that she could knock on his door. She had no Idea what was waiting for her on the otherside of the door.
Thread: you learn something new everyday(( Drake X †$ugar•§kull†))

Drake smirked as he let his curtain go and slowly walked towards the door. He put on his best fake smile as he slowly opened the door. He began opening the door with a rude joke stuck in his mind about her being a goody too shoes, but he fought it back with all his might as he says hello Shyanna, you look really beautiful today. His struggle to say those words was obvious as he smiled big trying to hold back his laughter. For a split second he thought to himself If I want to get her comfortable then I best straighten up. He glared in her eyes attempting to make this trip less awkward than it possibly could be.
Thread: (MxF/FxF) Bimbofication, Celeb Play, Age Regression, or a Mixture of Any

RE Bimbos, Age Regression, Trophies, Metaphorical Walking Talking Barbie Dolls I left you a PM.
Thread: (MxF/FxF) Bimbofication, Celeb Play, Age Regression, or a Mixture of Any

I'd love to do a celebrity bimbofication RP with you unfortunately, you've blocked me, which is odd, since we haven't had an RP, only shortly conversed about a potential one. Anyway, I hope to hear back from you soon. -Gunner
Thread: (MxF/FxF) Bimbofication, Celeb Play, Age Regression, or a Mixture of Any

I'm still very interested if you are.
Thread: (MxF/FxF) Bimbofication, Celeb Play, Age Regression, or a Mixture of Any

You turned off your PMs
Thread: (MxF/FxF) Bimbofication, Celeb Play, Age Regression, or a Mixture of Any

I'd be interested in the FF age regression xx I'm new but I have a great imagination
Thread: (MxF/FxF) Bimbofication, Celeb Play, Age Regression, or a Mixture of Any

poofypompoms said Hello everyone, I'm looking for a multitude of roleplays or a mixture as listed in the Subject. My flist can be found here if you want to look at it before continuing on. Bimbofication This is the transformation of an intelligent woman into a giggly, ditzy airhead. The scenarios for this are plentiful. However, I prefer my partners to either be rich and powerful or take my character's power and make it their own. These are just personal preferences, nothing set in stone. I also enjoy high school and college scenarios. Bimbo does not equal nympho. I do prefer more story than smut, though it will certainly be included. I am always the transformee in ANY roleplay. Sorry if that disappoints anyone. Celebrity Roleplay To be honest, I would really love to do a celebrity bimbofication roleplay. I've never attempted one before and it seems like it would be a challenge. You can tell me your top five celebrities, I will probably narrow it down to two, and we will set up a scene from there. In essence, you're turning me into your own personal Barbie Doll in both scenes. Again, bimbo DOES NOT equal nympho. More story please. Age Regression This is not the literal changing ages of a person. I like the humiliation angle better of forcing an older girlwoman to dress as a tween or younger. This also leads to verbal humiliation and other things, possibly even changing her mental state over time. The Mixture The most challenging, bimbofying a celebrity through age regression. I've never tried this one. It just seems like it would be fun. If you think you're up to the challenge please send me an IM. The Traditional Barbie Doll Trophy Wife Similar to bimbofication except a woman is forced to become a man's trophy while keeping her intelligence and knowing exactly what is happening at all times. She is just unable to do anything about it, knowing the humiliations she is going through and possibly giving in eventually. These are just ideas. I am open to compromise. Please send me a PM and I'll be happy to discuss a scene with anyone, male or female. Thank you for reading and have a good day! Click to expand... Bumpsies
Thread: Converging after the years

The sun was at its crest, sitting high over the world like a king. Below it were some thin clouds, and below that rested the mountains peaks. Further, and further down things got plainer, simpler till eventually they on a plantation manor. On the way towards the manner there was a young man. He had a back pack over one shoulder, and headphones in his earlobes. Something loud and aggressive could be heard, if you stood within six feet of him. He mumbled something to himself as he stepped up to the manner door. Still can't believe it. He shook his head, and put his hands on his hips. Why didn't we stay back home. At least there was better signals there. He sighed. Oh well. I'll just entertain myself with a book. He grinned. The library in this place isn't too bad. He pulled open the door and stepped in. Hey. He called, letting the door close lazily behind him. He didn't bother to lock it because they were so far out of town, and the way, he doubted anyone would try to get in. I'm here. Mom, da.. He paused as he remembered his father and sister were on some kind of trip. He had been noticing his mother's acting strange every time her husband was brought up so he decided not to do that. Ah guys. He said after a stammer. I'm here. Not needing a reply, Jim let himself fall on a nearby couch, and pulled out a book to read.
Thread: Converging after the years

Sylvia hated this place. The was there because of the death of her father-in-law, and she wanted to leave as soon as she could. And her husband took the bad habit of always disappearing. Even when she needed it the most. She was alone in the huge manor. She so took one of her favorite books and read it in the main room. It was good. She felt her crotch becoming wetter and wetter. That was not helping her feel less abandonned but it still was agreeable. She planned to soon remove her panties and give herself some pleasure. But then Jim arrived and it changed all her plans. He had a book too and so didnt seem to leave soon. And that would be rude to go in her room when he just arrived. Hey. She just said, not feeling very talkative. His presence made her discover something new. It was indecent, but very arousing to read her book while someone else was there. She blushed a lot, but was able to contain all the moans she wanted to make. But after a moment of doing that, she felt it was enough and that she needed to be more responsable. She put back the book at its place. She needed to find something to do. God it is so boring aound here.
Thread: Converging after the years

Jim opened his book, ready to enjoy a story from his favorite author, but couldn't get any further than the first sentence. He knew that his mother wasn't happy. It was obvious by the way she spoke, and the look he saw just before he tried burying his face into the pages. He sighed, and gently closed the book. He took a moment to look at the cover, and traced his fingers over the golden letters. With a force of will he put the book down, and gave it a pat. It was the kind of pat a parent gave to child who was anxious to open their Christmas gift. He might have been projecting. Hey mom. He said as he pushed himself to his feet. What's wrong. He went over to stand by her. You haven't seemed the same since the others left, or is it this mansion? He frowned when he noticed the strange way her face went red, and she put the book down. Uhm. Are you alright? You look. He had to pause to get the word out of the dusty shelves in his skull. Flustered. He sat down on the armrest, where he feet ended. Well, whatever it is, would you like to talk about it? He paused to look at her legs, a bad habit he never seemed to stop. I promise I won't tell anyone anything. He wasnt' sure why he said that, but he was certain it was the right thing to say.
Thread: Converging after the years

Scarett remained outside in the backyard of the property kicking the soccer ball back and forth, side to side. She loved sports of all kinds. Her most favorites include, skateboarding, soccer, martial arts, and dance. There has never been a day where Scarlett is never active or clean slate of wounds from when she would wipe out. She would find a way to twist her ankle, scrap her knee caps, or even her elbows. Once of twice she would break an arm or leg from skateboarding or surfing but she doesn't care, she lived for the thrill of being outdoors. Scarlett held the soccer ball under her feet and tried her best to calculate where it would land whenever she kicked it. She was never that good at academics but when it came to sports, she was the all star. Scarlett took a few steps back then ran with all her might and kicked the ball with force. Where it landed was not good. The ball went airborn and flew all the way to the upstairs window where one of her brother's room was. The glass shattered and now there was a big whole. Scarlett stood with a oops impression on her face as she ran inside the house to collect the soccer ball. She just hoped her parents didn't hear the crash.
Thread: Converging after the years

Jim paused at the sound of shattering glass. Hmm. He blinked, and looked up. That sounded like a window. He paused, and scratched the tip of his nose. Breaking. He tried to visualize the house, but as new as he was, and with the amount of rooms there were, he couldn't quite place his finger on which room the crashing came from. Oh crap. Even without knowing where it was, he was sure it was in his room, because that was just the kind of luck he had. HOld on mom. I'll be right back. He turned, and hurried up the stairs, and threw open his door before his mother had a chance to reply. Oh come on. He closed the door harder than he should have and walked in to get a bigger look at the hole in the window, and the glass, along with the soccer ball, on his floor. Scarlet. He mumbled, and turned to head out back so he could have a talk with his sister. Scarlet! He called as he began hurrying down the stairs.
Thread: Converging after the years

When Scarlett heard her brother, Jim, yell out to her, she knew she was in for it big time since now she knew it was his room. Scarlett mentally cursed herself and went towards him after searching out the house a bit. When she heard him run down the stairs jsut before she went up the stairs, Scarett planted on a pokerface Yes Jim? She hoped to god that Jim doesn't tell mom or dad on thier little talk. She waited for her brother to reply.
Thread: Converging after the years

Talk? The young man arched an eyebrow. His lips quirked into something like an engine with a wrench thrown into it. Well, Jynmi paused, and scratched his neck. Your balls in my room, and there's glass all over. I'm not really too bothered by the glass. I mean, it can be cleaned up and all, but the huge hole in the window. He scratched his nose and looked up the stairs he just came down. Well, you know what? He turned and motioned for her to follow him. I'll show you. Come and see. He started up, expecting for her to follow him.
Thread: Converging after the years

sorry, huge science test today Scarlett shrugged and followed her brother to his room where the soccer ball had collided with the window, shattering the glass all over and making a hole. Why was he scratching his neck so much was beyond her concern, all she knows is he might just be itchy there. when they got to his room, her eyes widen at the huge mess and the huge hole she made when she kicked her ball. Oh...
Thread: Converging after the years

Jim nodded as he put his hands on his hips, and looked at the hole. Yes. Oh. He shook his head. Do you know how expensive those windows are? I don't, but I'm curious, because this is going to cost us. He frowned. That's not it either. Do you feel that. He raised his hands in front of the hole. There's a breeze coming in, and its bringing clouds. We're in for a cold night, and mine's going to be all the colder because of this. He turned to his sister. So I'm a missing something, or did I mention all the negatives for this?