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Thread: Spiraling Downwards {Tyr and Lovely}

Well, Izzy wasn't exactly content with him evading her questions, but she didn't press the matter. Who was she to pry into a dealer's life anyways? Taking another hit off of her cigarette, she shook his hand and gave a slight nod. Scout's honor, she joked, raising up her left hand with her middle, index, and ring fingers pressed together. Well, she thought that was how scout's honor worked, she was never a scout. Rolling her eyes at this thought, she dropped her hand and let out another laugh at his last question. Me, a good girl? Whatever gave you that impression? She cocked her head to the side, curiosity all over her face. Izzy was far from a 'good girl', but she wasn't exactly a 'bad girl', either. She was stuck in between, straddling the line. She only broke the law sometimes, and that was when it came to cigarettes and weed. Oh, and underage drinking. About all I do is toke it up a lot, and smoke cigarettes, and the occasional drink or two. I've never done anything more then that. Izzy gave a shrug, and took the last hit off of her cigarette and tossed it down into the beer cup. Her high was slowly ebbing away, and she felt her shoulder twitch as her body tried to tell her she needed to toke it up and mellow out again. Besides, you're only a bad guy in the eyes of the law. I can probably guarantee you that every person at this party thinks you're godlike. Hell, they'd probably kiss your shoes for providing them with whatever they needed to get their fix.
Thread: Spiraling Downwards {Tyr and Lovely}

The girl was obviously feeling no pain from the way she giggled, laughed and played reciting the scouts honor, or some caricature of it. Oh I got the impression you were a good girl, cause I never saw you at any of the parties. The sweat innocent girls never come and talk to me. The devilish smile continues to occupy his face as they continue their bantering. The only interruption is the girl taking another drag off her cigarette, and discussing her few illegal indulgences. By far there were insignificant and almost childish compared to the thing Johnny was involved in, and yet they gave him an insight into her. The law aint smart enough to figure out anything. Theyre probably like you parents they dont have clue in the world about how the real world works. Bet your parents dont even know the real you, mine sure as hell didnt, nor did they ever ask. Fuck their answer to everything was to yell and ride my ass. He backs up just slightly so he can lean against the desk and watch the sexy young thing curled up in the chair. Even now his eye wondering just what she might look like without the various garments on. Youre just trying to have some fun, growing up, doing things everyone does, and everybody wants to give you a hard time. Youre not fucking hurting anyone, but if they caught you, theyd treat you like some monster. Same thing here, Im having fun, making people happy, and theyd love to bust me. Johnny knew the game, get to know them, find some common ground, and make them think you liked them. Show them that you sympathized with their plight, and you stood a good chance of getting what you wanted. Hey have you got another cigarette, I sure could use one. Moving forward if shes offer up one. Most people just like me because I got something they want. Not sure if Id be so popular if I came empty handed. But shit, if I want something its a totally different story. Reaching out to take the cigarette if available. Take you for example if I showed any interest in a hot girl like you, Im some fucking monster, cause the law says youre not smart enough to make your own decisions. How fucked is that?
Thread: Spiraling Downwards {Tyr and Lovely}

Innocent? Pfft. Izzy brushed her knees with her hand as he spoke, her eyes rolling. She was far from innocent. Well, to all the kids in high school still, she was a bad girl, the cool girl. To anyone older, yeah, she could see where they got 'innocent' from. She wasn't deep into the drinking or drug scene, and though she liked to party and have a good time, she wasn't throwing herself into every single guy she saw. Okay, maybe Johnny was right, she was a rather good girl. Yeah, here ya go, Digging into her skirt pocket, after stretching her left leg out, she pulled out her cigarette pack and pulled out two cigarettes, holding one out for him. Once he took it, she placed her cigarette between her lips and lit it, holding out her lighter for him to use as well. Exactly, I am just trying to have fun. Living life one second at a time. Doing whatever I can to make sure I make the most of what I'm stuck with. My parents are still fighting about my hair coloring escapades, I'd hate to see how they'd react to me smoking. A shudder ran through her as she thought of this, her eighteenth birthday being just around the corner, it'd be hell if they found out before then about her smoking. His final statement caught her a bit off guard, and the blush that rose to her cheeks made that apparent. Of course she was smart enough to make her own decisions, she'd done fine from the time she was fifteen until now. She didn't think it'd make him a monster, no, but Izzy wasn't too sure about expressing any interest in him herself. He was a dealer, apparently a big one - she knew half the people at this party weren't stepping behind the door to buy a few pills or a bag of weed. Izzy was a bit..Ify about everything else that was out there. Of course I can make my own decisions, but the law things that my brain isn't fully developed enough until I'm eighteen years of age. Taking another drag off of her cigarette, she exhaled slowly before speaking again. I mean, I totally understand making certain laws, yanno, I'd feel a little weirded out if I was thirteen or something and you showed interest - that's a big gap, and I know at thirteen I was far from mature enough to make any kind of decision for myself. But honestly, I'm two months away from eighteen, I'm pretty sure my brain isn't going to suddenly be way more mature than it already is.
Thread: Spiraling Downwards {Tyr and Lovely}

He laughs a bit when she confesses her lack of innocence, something that was rather obvious. She probably wasnt as wild as she thought, but then again how wild were most teenagers. Taking the proffered cigarette and lighter he ignites it, before returning the lighter to her, the touch of hands maybe a moment too long. Shit if we were all angles, thered be no fun in the world, and the whole fucking thing would be really boring. Taking a long draw on the cigarette, Johnny enjoys the warm heat filling his longs, then just as easily lets loose a cloud of smoke towards the ceiling. Thanks, I needed that. Fuck cant even smoke most of the time, so many damn fucking rules. Everybody always tell you what you can and cant do. I never understand why its anyones business, and why they have to be involved. He never really steps back, just enjoying the camaraderie and proximity of the young woman. He takes another draw on his cigarette, watching her as they talk, seeing her reactions, and trying to gauge them. Seems every time you turn around, there is another rule to ruin the fun. Why cant people leave each other alone? Shit at eighteen you can join the army and kill, but the a few months before that you cant make any decisions for yourself, isnt that fucked. Should be a test, if you pass youre an adult, simple as that. Johnny continues to give her attention, watching her as they discuss various inequalities of youth. Knowing that if he treats her like she was an adult, his chances were far better, for a very adult conclusion to the evening. So he carefully bides his time, trying to work his way into the girl's panties.
Thread: Spiraling Downwards {Tyr and Lovely}

Agreed. She gave a nod, and watched as he took a drag from the cigarette, her eyes watching his fingers and lips closely. The effects of her high were almost completely gone, and she was itching for more. Everyone wants to be involved in everyone elses business, just to try and take control. It's like we're all nothing but robots, or puppets. Izzy went still as he took another drag off the cigarette, and with one swift movement, she was partially out of the chair, gripping the cigarette in her hand. Izzy placed the butt of the cigarette between her own lips and took a drag, holding the smoke for a few seconds before letting the smoke trail from her nostrils slowly. I couldn't resist snatching it from you, given I finally seem to have full use of my brain and nerves again. Izzy held the cigarette back out to Johnny, a half-smile upon her face as she did so. You wouldn't, by any chance, have any smoke I could buy? Izzy hadn't wanted to make a buy from him, but her body was aching for the mellow, content feeling the weed gave her. She was feeling a little, off, without it. And since he was standing close to her, she was beginning to feel uneasy, she didn't have the calm she wanted.
Thread: Spiraling Downwards {Tyr and Lovely}

Johnny just nods as the girl agrees with his logic. Not saying a thing he watches as she smokes the cigarette, and exhales the trail of smoke out of her nose. The girl wasnt acting like she was some little prick tease, so he figured his chance were getting better. Taking the nearly finished cigarette from her he takes one last good draw on it before tossing it on the floor and putting it out with his foot. Never even looking down to see if he damaged the carpet or floor. Baby I got anything you want. You want some straight plain-jane weed I got it, you want some with a little more kick I got that too. You just give the word and Johnny will take care of you. Standing only a foot or so away, his words meant just what he said and a little bit more. He always kept a few joints around, laced with meth simply because it made the girls a little easier to deal with, and got them coming back for more. Even if he was going to have some fun with the girl, you always wanted to establish a long term business relationship too.
Thread: Spiraling Downwards {Tyr and Lovely}

Izzy watched as he put the cigarette out on the floor, her body shifting excitedly as he shared the information she wanted to hear. Plain-jane seemed a little boring to her, especially after he spoke of having something with a bit more of a kick to it. Chewing thoughtfully on her lower lip, she exhaled slowly as she thought. Surprise me, she spoke, a smile on her face. Of course, that was, by far, the dumbest thing she could have ever said to a drug dealer. Especially one she'd only shared a beer and a cigarette with. But she was dying for a buzz, and being surprised seemed a little impulsive - which she most certainly was. Sure, she'd probably soon regret her decision, he could always produce a joint laced with acid, or coke, or meth - but she didn't exactly peg him as that type. Perhaps Izzy should have, but she didn't. Her thought process was muddled by the mere idea of being stoned again. That and the beer that was still in her system. Re situating herself in the chair, she drew her legs into a cross-legged position, her hands resting lightly in her lap as she looked up at him, as patient as she could be.
Thread: Spiraling Downwards {Tyr and Lovely}

Johnny reaches into an inner pocket of his jacket and draws out two joints, handing one to the girl curled up in the chair, while he keeps one to himself. The only difference was one was drawn from one pocket and the other from another pocket so he knew which one was special. Smiling he hands her one and keeps one for himself, having no intention of sharing that shit. One thing a dealer should never ever do is getting hooked on product that was truly bad for business. Here you go baby, try this. I think youll like it. He waits for her to use the lighter, before, lighting his own joint. It was important that he be smoking or the little bitch might offer to share, which would be problematic. He wonders if the girl had ever been high on crank or ice before, the shit packed a wallop. And more importantly it usually sent their libido into overdrive. With a good look young girl like her around it was a very convenient side effect. Tell me what you think? When she hands off the lighter he lights up his own joint, acting as if the two were exactly the same, which of course they were not.
Thread: Spiraling Downwards {Tyr and Lovely}

Izzy reached out and took the joint he offered her, rolling it carefully between her fingers before she placed it against her lips. It was a habit for her, when smoking a joint, to roll it around between her fingers. She didn't know why she did it, she just did. Once it was lit, she held out the lighter, inhaling the thick smoke deeply. Izzy pulled the joint away from her lips slowly, her eyes closing as she felt the familiar warm sensation she always got wash over her. She held the smoke in her lungs for as long as she could, and slowly exhaled it. An odd taste filled her mouth, but she put it to the back of her mind. It was probably just the beer she'd had, or the cigarette puffs she'd taken moments before. It's...Different, she mused, the warm sensation growing within her as she raised the joint back up to her lips, inhaling deeply again. Izzy was so overwhelmed with how warm she was feeling, that she didn't even think of offering him a hit - nor did she pay attention to the fact that he had produced two joints. Any other person would have instantly realized that something was in one of the joints that either he wanted, or did not want. But Izzy was too antsy to get high that she paid it no mind. And now she was climbing higher, pushing the thought even further from her mind. Exhaling again, she let out a small cough, a smile creeping onto her face. It tastes a little weird, but I could get used to it. The feeling is incredible. Already. After only two hits.
Thread: Spiraling Downwards {Tyr and Lovely}

Watching the girl play with and smoke the laced joint made him happy. Taking the lighter he lit his own joint and just took a deep relaxing puff as the girl took another hit. Now he just needed to be patient and see how the girl reacted, simply because no drug guaranteed youd get in a girls panties. All it did was release inhibitions and increase ones chances, then again Johnny was confident in his abilities when it came to opposite sex. Well I hope thats a good different. I wouldnt want people thinking I have shitty weed. Johnny relaxes as his weed starts to hit. Weed was his only real vice, and even that he didnt use regularly. Drug users were losers, and so he knew better than to use the shit. Still he always wondered what it felt like the euphoria of the narcotic as it flowed through your system. Over the years hed seen the transformation on their faces as they went from down and out, to blissful nirvana. Then again he also knew it didnt last, and theyd need more and more to get that same feeling, something that kept him very busy and his pocket full of money. Now doesnt that feel better? Stick out your arm. Johnny knew her sense would be in overdrive so he just lets his fingers tips lightly trace their way up her arm. Do you like how that feels?
Thread: The Arcade (Krade and Reipuru)

The dimly lit arcade was a recent hotspot in the city, especially for teenage boys, lured by rumors of the prizes for ticket turn ins. Inside the arcade had the usual fair, skee-ball, whack-a-mole, the sports accuracy games, and other games. The games dispensed tickets which at the back counter could be turned in for slips, slips which entitled the bearer to sexual favors from one of the girls in the back room. In the middle of the arcade was a machine, you had to time it right to move a slider to knock a key into the slot to come out for the player, the game was rigged so it was nearly impossible to win. This key opened a box ontop of the game. the box contained a coupon not for any sort of sexual favor from a girl in the back room, but for one of the girls in the back room herself for the lucky winner to take home. Many a coin had been wasted inside the game, and finally the box stood open, one lucky arcade goer now possessing the ticket.
Thread: The Arcade (Krade and Reipuru)

Very nice. - Krad looked down at the paper in his hand, there was a cheesy little golden boarder that was supposed to give a feeling of lust with it's design. It was printed over a holographic card, with a picture of some random busty, curvy blond, that when turned showed the blond rubbing her pussy and moaning in pleasure as she arched back. He pushed back a few strands of dark hair, hooking them over his ear with the other shoulderlength strands, a few choice ones still hanging down on the other side of his face. He had a handsome smooth face, bright green eyes only made prettier by the few strands of hair breaking them up, and a small silver ring on the top of his ear. His build wasn't anything muscular, his broad shoulders werern't detailed, but he still looked tough. This was also his first time here, he'd been walking the mall with a couple of his female friends, who had dared him into playing this very game, only once. And only once was all it took. He glanced around the semi dark, heat hevy room to see if there were any reactions. But he managed to catch the eye of the young lady at the cash register, rolling up a wheel of tickets. My posts arn't all going to be this long .
Thread: The Arcade (Krade and Reipuru)

The lady at the cash register could see the glint of the ticket in his hand from the light of the racing game near him. She figured with all the noise around calling out to him wouldn't work so she simply raised her hand and beckoned him over. It had been a few months since the last winner stopped by, the game was a hard as it was mostly luck, having to hit the key at just the right moment. She already had her lanyard off which all employees had with the key to the backroom where all the girls were. I'll make a list of girls for him to choose from, would you like if I got pictures from danbooru to go with descriptions?
Thread: The Arcade (Krade and Reipuru)

Yes, yes. Pictures are very nice He walked over a bit hesitently, glanceing back at the two cute, underclassmen girls he'd been walking with. They looked back a as well, compleatley suprised he'd won. He came up to the glass counter and handed the card to the young lady behind it.
Thread: The Arcade (Krade and Reipuru)

Ah, good, it's amusing watching people fail at that game but it's a nice break in the monotony when someone wins. If you'll just follow me. She lifted the bar of the counter letting the young man through and put the key into the padlock in the door behind the counter, opening it and sliding him inside. Inside it looks like there's metal stables along the sides, of course they're more sanitary than stables, almost like psuedo prison cells. A few of the girls stand up after hearing the door open. Well we won't let you pick our primary moneymakers of course, we want to keep the good girls for ourselves, but here are ones I suggest. This girl , yes I know she's glaring at us, she isn't too fond of her job but it's the only opening we had when she applied. She's a bit of a stubborn one, when clients choose her we usually tie her up pretty heavily she doesn't care for it but some of our clients do. You can take her if you like. As for her , we have to keep her chained up and cumming almost all the time. She's a bit younger than our other prizes She's fifteen though if you must know, she was sold to us by our usual supplier but her claims of having family in town haven't been confirmed, as a rule we try not to give them a chance of going back after they've been given to us. This one one is one I love to lead the guys to as a prize, she was the last cashier we had but the manager caught her taking money from the register so we put her back here as a punishment. I can add more if you like.
Thread: The Arcade (Krade and Reipuru)

Uh... what exactly did I win? He asked looking at the three girls in their stalls. He looked back to the cashier then at the card in his hand.
Thread: The Arcade (Krade and Reipuru)

Well you get to take one home! At least for the night. How could you not know what you were doing playing that machine? The cashier puts her hand on her hip, a bit perturbed she actually has to explain that.
Thread: The Arcade (Krade and Reipuru)

He looked at her then to the girls as she explained, excited and worried all at once. Uh... well I gues her. He said pointing at the girl who used to be the old cashier.
Thread: The Arcade (Krade and Reipuru)

Hurro?
Thread: Stylish eSper Shooting Sports League

If you're into online PvP action, join the S4 League. NOW! First you'll have to register Register Here . Then, you'll need to download the S4 Client Download Here . Current Players Kite Xiroh - KiteXiroh - Super Rookie Misha Hiroki - NaoVee - Super Rookie Xanatos - Chumzar - Rookie
Thread: Stylish eSper Shooting Sports League

D Come on now, doesn't a Blue Moon combination team sound awesome?
Thread: Stylish eSper Shooting Sports League

Level Grind sucks in that game. Its nice and fun, but gets old after a bit.
Thread: Stylish eSper Shooting Sports League

I might consider doing it.
Thread: Stylish eSper Shooting Sports League

Well then, try it out. I think it's a good time.
Thread: Stylish eSper Shooting Sports League

I'm having a pretty good time with it. Just hit 5th rank. My character name is NaoVee.
Thread: Stylish eSper Shooting Sports League

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Thread: In The Shadows

Well here goes... lets see if this makes it anywhere Moonlight barely managed to filter through the thick canopy of the forest, illuminating a dark figure hunched over the corpse of a deer. To the humans the woods were called The Demon's Branches, to the other races there was no name, for naming such a dark place would do it too much credit. The forest was filled with life, and even when predators roamed the night was always the noisiest time in this forbidden place. Myths said something tragic had happened centuries before, and a dark elf had planted a field of trees that flourished on the bloodstained ground, a tribute to his deeds. The magically evil trees then were welcoming homes for the equally sinister creatures of the world. There were squirrels and deer, and fowl, but in each one of them lay a selfish heart bearing malcontent. This was where Branol chose to live his self-exile. A dark being feasting on dark things.
Thread: In The Shadows

Caoimhe stumbled over a tree root, grumbling to herself. She'd gotten herself lost hours ago, and now she was all turned around. She didn't know which way was which, and was nearly ready to give up hope. Ugh! She flopped down on a fallen log, flicking her long, red-ish gold hair out of her eyes. Damn...
Thread: In The Shadows

While Branol continued to feast on the doe, a sudden noise appeared somewhere behind him, close by but not near enough to be in sight in the thick forest. Despite this before the noise had even finished he had completely turned around and crouched on all fours, without a sound thanks to sharpened instinct of having lived his exile in the forest for longer than a year. His eyes scanned the area but his nose picked up the scent first. The smell was so delicious that his body reacted instantly and leaped into branches, stealthily moving from one tree to another towards the aroma. When he was almost to the source of the scent a little clarity of thought bleed through and he realized his prey was human. His immortal and mortal self began to struggle but his pace barely slowed. The smell got stronger and he was upon a clearing where a young girl was now sitting on a log. His hunger was mostly satiated from his recent meal and so it was easier for him to resist than normal, but that didn't stop him from accidentally breaking a branch off of the tree he was in. Cursing inwardly he froze hoping he hadn't drawn the attention of the girl.