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Thread: Mercenary Guild: "We take all kind of jobs!": Character Creation

Name Liara 'Volpe' Amagi Gender female Clothes she and her 'sisters' wears hardened leather armor under their clothes. She tends to wear a brown cloak. Looks she is a black haired girl with pale white skin. She also has dark brown almond shaped eyes. Armor hardened leather armor. Weapons she uses dual swords. Skills lockpicking, singing, dancing, linguistics, stealing. Name Luna Tatsumi Gender female Looks she is a silver haired girl with serpent like green eyes. Her species is called, draconian. Weapons bow and arrow Armor leather armor under a blue cloak. Skills healing and support magic, herbalism. Name lucca Takahashi Gender female Looks brown haired girl with green eyes and freckles. Armor hardened leather under a green cloak. Skills blacksmith Weapons she can use various weapons but, usually uses a mace and a shield...if she doesn't stay around Kyra. Name Kyra Gender female Looks a red headed girl with blue eyes. She is well built with scars and bruises from protecting her family. Weapons she uses martial arts but, will use a sword. Armor hardened leather armor with a black cloak. Skills she uses martial arts and swordmanship. She usually tries to learn every style of fighting and uses it to protect her family. All girls are straight.
Thread: Mercenary Guild: "We take all kind of jobs!": Character Creation

Wow are you sure you cab handle so many characters?
Thread: Mercenary Guild: "We take all kind of jobs!": Character Creation

I'very done it before
Thread: Mercenary Guild: "We take all kind of jobs!": Character Creation

Hm alrighty
Thread: Mercenary Guild: "We take all kind of jobs!": Character Creation

Name Aaliya Gender Female Looks Olive Skinned, Blue Eyed Weapons Fire Magic Tattoo Location Sole of Left Foot Armor None Skills Academics, Spell Knowledge, Dance, Oud Other Sometimes Aaliya goes in as an advance scout. If someone saw her tattoo it could mean instant death so she chose an obscure place for it.
Thread: Mercenary Guild: "We take all kind of jobs!": Character Creation

NameItzuki Gender male Weapon edge tech saber knife, gamma saber claws, can shoot red plasma beans or a ball from his palms when he's using claws Armor combination of super heated triple reinforced steel with hard dragon plates Tatto location upper right side of forehead Personality most quiet out of everyone usually interacting by actions than words he is a very skilled fighter having a tough defense as well as rush-in attack offense. He does talk normally like everyone else but not very much usually keeping himself out of things unless somebody else's needs him for something.
Thread: All men are beasts~ (FatherFigure x Rhubarb)

Some men aspired to power and others simply radiated it. Her father was one that radiated authority. It was not through any need or measured attempt that gained him the attention of other's eyes as they passed by. It was merely as natural as breathing to the older man, the growth of a man who's confidence had finally caught up to his brilliant, and who's charm had slowly wormed it's way through the many years of taciturn and introverted behavior. It was not something he talked of in all honesty, not something he of course had shared in his communications with his daughter, but he often thought to himself that if he had been the man he'd become when her mother had been with him...perhaps she never would have left and taken his daughter from him. Then again, perhaps it was that pain which had led to the creation of who he had become, the unstoppable business man who could negotiate any deal and broker any arrangement. That pain had underscored every aspect of what he was, the kind of human being who saw to the core of what other's happened to be and knew their needs as if they had written it out for him to read aloud. It had made him remarkably dangerous. Reclining there at the airport he seemed at ease but separate from the other passerby. It was always in the stature, his six ft. one frame strong and self-assured as he leaned back in the uncomfortable airport lounge chair. One hand idly fiddled with his cellphone as the other held a cup of coffee, sipping idly as he continued to go through work emails. The strong fingers moved swiftly over his phone, scrolling the feed so he could keep track of various things happening in the office, occasionally his brow furrowing the tiniest of bits as he tried to piece together an appropriate response that would yield the results he required. His shoulders were always relaxed, even if the face was not, his large frame seeming to hold a measure of ease that the eyes betrayed was not the truth. He seemed languid, calm and collected, the center of everything happening around him. Yet those aristocratic features, the dark professionally kept hair and the intense eyes gave the impression that he was always on alert. Always prepared for whatever might cross his path. That was of course until he saw her. As the announcement came of the passengers being offloaded, he idly sat his coffee down on the nearby table and he stood, smoothing out his clothing in some mild trepidation. It was not a natural feeling for him to ensure, but he was a man who had not seen his daughter in years since the rather messy divorce that had come about. She took his breath away as she came out into the lobby, seeing her in the flesh and he finally smiled. It was a smile that had been absent the entire time he had sat in the airport, but for her he graced the world with it and it turned his surly features into something worth loving. It was like seeing the sunrise on a stormy day. His arms wrapped around her, strong and hard, crushing her against him as he lifted her up just slightly and he spoke quietly to her. My little Lucy.
Thread: All men are beasts~ (FatherFigure x Rhubarb)

The vice grip hug her father embraced her with and the smell of his cologne made it all worth it the long strenuous plane ride and the creepy man were the least of her worries now. She wasn't even dwelling on her mother's death. Continuing to cry until the tears eventually subsided quietly, she finally pulled back and looked up at his face. She was just as she remembered him, his hair maybe a little more grey. Oh father... This last decade has been kind to your handsome face, from the looks of it the same is true for the rest of you as well. Adjusting his suit collar she chuckled to herself. She took a step back so she could get a good look at him, and him at her. As she stood there she gave off the aura of a classic french beauty, vintage and delicate, her luscious dark brown hair cascading down her back. Her painted red lips a shocking contrast against her pale skin. Her figure slim and delicate, she had the long smooth legs of her mother, her torso was the perfect hour glass shape, not any excess weight, but by no means was she bony. She looked a lot like her mother, but at the same time she was definitely her own being. Fragile and delicate, though she radiated authority like her father though she was no match for him when it came to that. When it came to business Lucille could be a cold snake just like her mother, but just like Melony she would be easily overpowered and taken down a few notches by a man such as him. She'd inherited her mother's fashion line, though currently it was being run by a family friend, but Lucille pulled the strings and operated from behind the scenes. Lucille hugged her father tightly one more time then backed up and looked at the ground tapping her fingers on her skirt for a moment. S-she asked me to give you this when I saw you again... I don't know what it says, I haven't read it. I'm sorry if it's, something nasty. She pulled and intricate red envelope from a pocket in her skirt and gently placed it into his hand. Anyway Daddy, can we go home? I'm exhausted. On the ride home she leaned her head on his shoulder and took in the city lights, happy that she could see her father again, live with him again.
Thread: All men are beasts~ (FatherFigure x Rhubarb)

Tears were not something he was given to indulging in, but when she began to cry he was definitely moved. He didn't find it in himself to let any fall down his face, but he was compassionate to say the least and more than willing to comfort someone he knew needed him. While he had her mother had become estranged, she had been there with her until the end and it was without a doubt something that he knew must have hurt her and hurt her terribly. As the hug slowly broke he took the envelope from her and gave it a glance, knowing it was something he would want to read, knowing that now was probably not the best time to do such a thing. The emotions were far to raw for them both, the love he had for her mother had dwindled to be sure, but it had never died and he was very certain he was unable to read her words publically without being hurt deeply concerning it. Instead he would let it wait until he had privacy, a bit of time to come to his own terms regarding everything that happened. He gave a small nod at her request. As they rode home he ignored the rest of the world, even leaving the radio off so he could pay attention to her and whatever was on her mind. He tried to ignore the fact though that this reminded him in a way of those times when he had driven along the highway with her mother, thinking about the future and trying to come to an agreement on what they would be doing in ten years. He had never imagined at the time that the future would have entailed her being gone and him riding alone with their daughter...and daughter he had not seen in years. It was a surreal experience, something that touched him to the core and left him a bit introspective as he stared out the window as he drove. He might have been a man given to luxury, but he was not a man who enjoyed giving up his freedom and so while she might have expected a chauffeur or the like instead she found herself riding in his private vehicle alone with him. The arm around her shoulder gave an occasional soft squeeze, finally releasing her as they pulled off the highway and downtown. Finally though they arrived at the apartment complex where he kept his home and his small business offices, it was nice but hardly as awe inspiring as the extravagant lifestyle his daughter had led overseas. It was hardly even worthy of being called rich to be sure, once more emphasizing the difference between the two people...while her mother had gone on to lead a life in the limelight, her Father had decided to keep his own world and work a little understated and far from the eye of other people. Instead the cozy downtown apartment, while well done and definitely upper class, had it's own feeling that they were alone in the world...which is exactly what he wanted. His hands turned on the lights, leading her in, his voice quiet as he spoke. You must be tired from your trip, did you want some kind of dinner? I could order something delivered for us?
Thread: All men are beasts~ (FatherFigure x Rhubarb)

The entire ride to the house was quiet, and as they pulled up Lucille smiled, she needed away from the media buzz that had taken over her life, and the small, quaint, yet classy apartment looked perfect. As she walked up the driveway with her heels clacking on the concrete she smiled taking in her surroundings. When the lights flicked on she was glad the entire was much like the outside, pleasing to the eye but not overly extravagant. As he asked her if she wanted to eat she walked over to the refrigerator opening it. There's no need Dad, I can make us something. Gathering the ingredients she put a couple of steaks in an oiled pan to saut, she added some various spices as they continued to cook. So how has the company been? Are things going okay? After about 20 minutes and a few texts to the figurehead of her late mother's company, aptly named De Beauvoir after one of the first renowned feminists, Lucille put the finishing touches on the steaks and quickly whipped up some sides. Walking back to her father she set down a plate in front of him and one for herself then went into the kitchen returning with a can of pepsi for herself and a large margarita for him, and a bag of potato chips. Steak with Garlic Butter and Chimichurri, cooked just the way you like it... And Potato chips... Oh! and a Margarita, you like them blended if I remember correctly? Sorry, it's not super fancy daddy, but if I have to eat another french delicacy the size of a cookie for a meal I may lose my mind. She handed him his drink and then sat by him opening her beverage and tasting her meal. I missed this dad, I missed you, I really did. I love you. She leaned over and gave her dad a quick kiss on the cheek before going back to eating.
Thread: ― ♂♂  ( 「 GROUP POKEMON SEARCH 」 ┆ M/M ONLY !! )

One tamer position filled!
Thread: ― ♂♂  ( 「 GROUP POKEMON SEARCH 」 ┆ M/M ONLY !! )

do you have a skeleton ready for the rp?
Thread: ― ♂♂  ( 「 GROUP POKEMON SEARCH 」 ┆ M/M ONLY !! )

Sure do! It's nothing complicated you can fill this out in your own time while we wait for more members, or play a story of our own? Name Age 18 Reference Picture Hometown Occupation Kinks Limits
Thread: ― ♂♂  ( 「 GROUP POKEMON SEARCH 」 ┆ M/M ONLY !! )

ichirohiko said Sure do! It's nothing complicated you can fill this out in your own time while we wait for more members, or play a story of our own? Name Age 18 Reference Picture Hometown Occupation Kinks Limits Click to expand... can I ask why the characters need to be 18 instead of the site's 15?
Thread: ― ♂♂  ( 「 GROUP POKEMON SEARCH 」 ┆ M/M ONLY !! )

Brand said ichirohiko said Sure do! It's nothing complicated you can fill this out in your own time while we wait for more members, or play a story of our own? Name Age 18 Reference Picture Hometown Occupation Kinks Limits Click to expand... can I ask why the characters need to be 18 instead of the site's 15? Click to expand... Personal preference.
Thread: ― ♂♂  ( 「 GROUP POKEMON SEARCH 」 ┆ M/M ONLY !! )

Name Khaki Age 18 Reference Picture Hometown Azalea Occupation Pokemon Tamer Kinks Romanticism combined with Perversion Limits Scat, Vomiting, Hard Vore, Diaper play, MacroMicro
Thread: Long Term Lesbian Sister x Sister Futanari Neko Roleplay

Bumping 3
Thread: Long Term Lesbian Sister x Sister Futanari Neko Roleplay

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Bumping and Update 3
Thread: Long Term Lesbian Sister x Sister Futanari Neko Roleplay

Still looking for a partner
Thread: Pure Domination [MxF / MxM]

RE Pure Domination MxF BUMP
Thread: Pure Domination [MxF / MxM]

RE Pure Domination MxF Bump
Thread: Pure Domination [MxF / MxM]

RE Pure Domination MxF Montresor said BUMP Click to expand... Hello Mary Elmwood 24 Dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, athletic Mary is a free citizen she goes to college in Denver, her hobby is making jewelry. She trains at a martial arts school learning tai chi and combat lethality. She trains 5 days a week for 6 hours without stopping. She speaks her mind and won't hold back the truth. She dangerously good with ground fighting and spear handling. One night she gets into a car wreck being boxed in by two armored SUVs. Snatchers, the stalkers of humans that follow men and woman to take to the underground auction. She was put in a cage too small for her size and would fight the gaurds any change she had. Chains or not. It got to be such a problem she was put in a large padded cell in the back of the warehouse away from everyone.
Thread: Pure Domination [MxF / MxM]

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Thread: Lesbian Sister x Sister Futanari Neko Roleplay

Bumping 3
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Bumping and Big Update 3
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Still looking for a partner
Thread: Question on other RP-ing sites.

I was just curious and if it wasnt rude to ask what other adult Role Playing Sites were out there. I only am active in two, here and Elliquiy. I am also a member of both Gaia and a PG-13 site called Rp-Nation but I prefer more mature scenarios so those sites are not to my cup of tea. Just wondering if anyone had any luck. I would some new forums to join.
Thread: Question on other RP-ing sites.

there is rpol.net, but they are more for general gaming then adult. Honestly, It is a niche hobby so I don't know of any other forums.
Thread: Question on other RP-ing sites.

Is Role-play Gateway still around? I know they not only seem pretty large themselves but they also have a bit of a database, don't they? Yeah, here They even have a system for members to leave reviews and rate the sites, so, you can do a little research before committing. Blue Moon has a 6.4! . Not bad!
Thread: Question on other RP-ing sites.

I could say F -list, but it went down hill since it went with new owners. x.x And I don't think anyone uses Gateway.. .
Thread: Question on other RP-ing sites.

Well at the very least you can use the directory to find other rp sites.
Thread: Question on other RP-ing sites.

House of Eros and Guilty Pleasures RP are 2 other sites.
Thread: Question on other RP-ing sites.

Amen to that. In fact F-List started going downhill once F-Chat was implemented. It brought in all the lesser types like MMO RPers. Alura--x--Uneii said I could say F -list, but it went down hill since it went with new owners. x.x And I don't think anyone uses Gateway.. . Click to expand...
Thread: descent into madness || bear & cosmos

descent into madness size-2Maniac. Murderer. Monster . For a man with no name, he had certainly accrued quite a few of them in his short stay with the Arkham Asylum staff. He was a new inmate, she had been told, transferred to them from another facility or possibly from Hell itself. She didnt know and quite frankly didnt really care to know where he came from. What she was interested in was the story of what brought him to such a low place in his mental state of health that he literally could not even remember his own name. Oh, but he was by no means a completely nameless entity. He had come up with his own name for himself, or perhaps it had been the name that was given to him as the only way they could describe his appearance. His hair was a wild mess - vibrantly green in color, a deep contrast to the almost white of his skin, which was covered in a wide array of tattoos of varying nature and none of them making much sense. The only name on his files was the Joker. It was surely some cruel jest at who he was as a patient, or maybe just a reference to the playing card figure, but either way she didnt like it. Before she had even met him she made the decision to offer as much respect as she could to the man and give him a chance to feel like he was a real person about. Harleen made the decision that she wouldnt call him Joker. No, he would be Mister J, for lack of no other name in which to call him. Doctor Quinzel? A young staff member tapped her shoulder as she read over the meager files that they had on the man, her teeth chewing gently on one of her fingernails. Hm? Oh, yes? She turned her attention to the man, confused for a second on why he was even there, What room do you want him in? Harleen looked at the rows of doors, all with small windows very high up to offer the most privacy for doctorpatient care to be done in. They could be viewed as interview rooms or interrogation cells. Interview Room B should be available. Ill see my patient there. She said after a moment of mulling it over, as that room was one of the less decorated ones and would give her a chance to get him to concentrate on one thing and one thing only - her. Mister J was a fascinating person, not only because he was a complete mystery to her but because he was simply Insane. There seemed no rhyme or reason to his actions, no discernible connection to anything at all. It was just madness . And madness was her specialty. She wanted to dive into his mind and get a feel for him, to understand not just the illness but the person For the first time in a long time, she was excited by her job, so ready for the new prospect that she could barely contain herself. But no, now was not the time to be losing herself in any means to her curiosity. Instead, she composed herself and gathered her files and empty notepads and headed to the room, taking her seat at the table. Her legs crossed beneath it neatly at the ankles and she adjusted her glasses before smiling, doing her best so that when they brought him into the room the first thing he would see is his caring, concerned Doctor Harleen Quinzel.size
Thread: descent into madness || bear & cosmos

RE descent into madness Bear cosmos descent into madness size-2 The first thing that Harleen noticed when the orderlies brought in her newest patient was that his face showed the signs of them having to drug him just to put him into a straight jacket and drag him into the room with her. The next thing that she noted was the wide array of strange tattoos - she had been warned that he had been heavy into body modification but it was now plainly evident that he was very much interested in it. Everything about his appearance had been changed from his vibrant green hair to the silver that coated his teeth. His eyes looked her over like a hungry predator that was just ready to pounce on his prey, looking her over for weaknesses that he could easily manipulate. Shed heard the story of his other therapists and had been the one to attend to one of them in the aftermath. Mister J had a long track record of mental manipulation and physical assault. The orderlies hesitated at the door, You sure you got this, Ms. Quinzel? One asked, glancing between the dainty blonde and her much taller counterpart. Doctor. And yes, Im fine. Please respect my patients right to privacy. I will call you when youre needed. Harleen didnt move her eyes from him, not because she was scared that he would make a move but because she didnt want to let him feel like she was afraid of him in any manner. The door shut behind the two men with a loud finality to it, the small window giving the two of them only a view of ceiling tiles and half a panel of a light grid. From the other side, they could see most likely the tops of the twos heads and parts of the undecorated wall. Only now that they were in private did she acknowledge that he had even spoken, adjusting her glasses again as she opened her files up to the first sheet which had his most basic information - alias, suspected age, hair color, eye color, as well as notations made by other doctors. Mister J, you have been remanded to my care after the last incident that occurred with your previous care provider. I am Doctor Harleen Quinzel. She offered him a small smile. Harleen was doing her best to read him, watching the way that he moved slowly and deliberately and the way that he still continued to look her over. Physically, she noted that he was on the thin side with pale skin that clung tight to everything beneath from his skull to his throat, which jutted out every time his head tilted back even remotely. Even given the problems that he had, he was still a relatively handsome man. But that was the part of Harleen speaking that hadnt been on a date in over five years. She pushed the thoughts to the back of her mind. Your files show that you have delusions, erratic behavior, and that you are a master manipulator. Can you confirm that these are true, Mister J? All business. She wanted to direct him away from the line of conversation he had wanted to start and push him back towards what she needed first and foremost. After that, she would let him talk just to see where his mind lead.size