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Thread: ..::Realizing What We Have::.. [Rusty&Ironic]

The day was more than fine off the state of Illinois, as Benjamin was busy folding his garments and clothes for him and both his daughter Shea. He was taken the task of being both the mother and the father for the young eighteen year old, ever since his wife and Sheas mother had left them both for something better for herself. He could still remember the whole situation unfold, how the young girl cried ceaselessly for the whole week about the mothers disappearance and how he tried, unsuccessfully, to get her back. It was in the past, and he felt that they had advanced a lot in their relationship, even the embarrassing ones when his daughter crossed the path to womanhood. He had his earphones stuffed into his ears, listening to music as he folded the fresh laundry. It was his off day and he intended to spend time with Shea, considering that she had pestered him that he worked too much and she wanted to hang out and chill with her Dad. Ben chuckled to himself, noting how possessive she was to him, and with good reason too. He was trying to still be hip and as trendy as a cool Dad would be, with listening to his music on his iPhone the primary source of entertainment for him. His thoughts was pulled back when he felt a tap on his shoulder as he turned to face Shea, looking quizzical at her. He did not need to ask what was the matter as she looked at him, pale, distraught, fearful of what she was listening to as Ben looked back at her. Shea? He said lightly. Whats going on? Is something wrong? Did James sent you that pervy text message again? He tried to lighten the mood with a joke however he knew that with the look in her eyes, Shea was seriously worried about something.
Thread: ..::Realizing What We Have::.. [Rusty&Ironic]

Biting at her quivering lower lip, she shook her head at her dad, sniffling as her tears were beginning to make her nose runny. No dad, It's not James... She began to explain, her mouth feeling dry suddenly. On the television downstairs, they are talking about a Zombie Apocalypse happening at the State Park. Her hands trembled, but she found a way to grasp on to her fathers right hand, gripping it firmly and leading him downstairs. Benjamin was everything to Shae - he was all that she had left. She had no siblings, and no longer a loving mother, heck, Shae did not even know her mothers whereabouts, losing contact with her on the day she decided to walk away and never turn back. How could someone leave their daughter? A child they created, nurturing it and providing, until deciding they no longer had interests in it. This made her stomach knot up for a long time, but as time continued, it was easier to swallow, especially knowing that her father would always be by her side. Walking down the white carpeted stairs, she led her father into the living room, staying silent the entire way there. The television still continued on, this time with the zombies into plain view, grunting as their decaying flesh limped their way towards the camera crew, who were hurriedly trying to scurry away. On the bottom of the screen was a bright red news ticker, explaining further on the risks and precautions for this horrific event. Squinting her eyes, Shea read aloud the bold white print... With estimated calculations, the State of Illinois will be infected with zombies within two days. Take cover. When bitten by a zombie, the victim will slowly and painfully form into the undead, making it possible for the population growth to increase rapidly. Clearing her throat, gasping almost, her sequined blue eyes sparkled at her father, looking up to him for direction, for hope. Dad... What do we do? Whispering almost, her grip tightened on his hand, still not letting go not even thinking about losing her grip with him. The last thing she wanted to happen was to lose her father too.
Thread: ..::Realizing What We Have::.. [Rusty&Ironic]

Benjamin was frowning a little bit when Shea looked at him worriedly and watched her shake her head and began to tear up a little bit. Before he even wanted to asked her about what was going on, the young girl took his hand and pulled him downstairs, after telling him about a most ridiculous statement that he had ever heard before about zombies in State Park. Again, when he was going to ask, Shea grabbed him by the hand and marched him downstairs. Ben was still in slight skepticism about the whole thing, and as much as Shea was mature enough to handle a lot of things, this was one story he found it to be an interesting cockup story to be sure. She led him to the living room, where the television was on the entire time as Ben yanked the wireless earbuds off from his ears and the sounds of the reporter making her statement was clear to hear, as well as the images on screen. It was just as she had said zombies were present and walking on the face of the earth, especially right now in Illinois. Ben stood there silent, listening slowly bit by bit and his face turned grim at the whole thing. Turning to her when she asked him about what would they do, he had nothing to say to her. All he knew was that this was the beginning of something bad, terribly. I dont know, Shea. He said lightly, but his voice was heavy with doubt as he tried to think about what to do. There was the option of going out, but that was not really an option, since he knew that sooner or later they would either be caught out panicking or worse. There was another option he was liked to hear about, as he thought about it for a while. We bunk here for a few days. I have no idea what we could do later on, but the best option we have is to stay here. We have food, we have things. We should just board up the windows and all that. And yeah, Shea, it does sound like a scene from a zombie movie. He chuckled. You okay with that?
Thread: ..::Realizing What We Have::.. [Rusty&Ironic]

Shae nodded firmly at her father's request, turning off the television to rid of the annoying voices. Never before has her heart galloped in her chest in such a way it was now. She didn't know what to do, and neither did her dad. I guess that is the only option we can do for now, at least. Sighing heavily, she sat down on the couch again, her mind being consumed in a fog. She wished she could do something, anything, but she couldn't. Figuring it would be best to get an early start, she quickly got up and went down into the basement, digging out some wood that was shielded away behind boxes. Grabbing a hand full of nails and a hammer, she walked back upstairs, carrying it all in one trip. We better get a start, hm? She laughed a bit, trying to lighten herself up from the awful occasion. Grabbing a piece of wood and a nail, she steadied the two, raising her hammer up with her right hand before forcefully slamming it down on the nail, making it so it was lodged in the wall by the window, blocking out a portion of it already. The light was already getting dimmer just by this one piece of wood alone, but anything to help. I'll do this side of the house while you do the rest, sound good? She asked as she banged her hammer down, placing another piece of wood up.
Thread: The Bet (Darjeeling X QB)

Fleur Delacroix, the Bluebird Loved by one but not the other, Fleur has found herself subject to her father's ruthless beatings and unkind words which has caused mutual resentment between the two. But for the love she bore her mother and for the love her mother bore for Savan, her husband, Fleur had no choice but to obey his commands. From basic tasks like cooking and cleaning, she was also made to work the streets like a common whore for extra pennies her father took from her. Though he never took his daughter for himself, many others did. She disliked the work and some nights came home empty handed. Fleur was a stubborn bird who sang sweetly and spoke brashly. She had scoured the streets so often with bruises about her arms and legs that the regulars had come to know her as simply Bluebird. If there was one thing that could be said for her father, it was that he was a staunch supporter of monarchy and believed the other systems to be a crime against God and the laws of nature itself. After all, if God intended for many to rule and none at all, why did He place them in positions of power in the first place? It was also in his twisted thinking that he owned his wife and he owned his daughter. Yet it was whispered that Fleur had been born of a different sire, but it was never spoken to Savan's face and if he had heard the rumors, he never showed it save for more beatings delivered to his daughter. When the Revolution came on swift, unjust wings, the monarchy crumbling to pieces he took his belongings and fled to Albion before he would bend to any democratic system. He had heard of its powerful Queen who was rumored to be searching for immortality and thought to make a living there. Fleur did not see the difference, save for an even poorer home and unfamiliar territory. Her hair of ink black and eyes of dark emeralds made for a popular combination and soon her father was beginning to sell her to private owners for larger sums of money. From street whore to prostitute, it made no difference. She was twenty when she was sold away to an establishment that also dabbled in the slow declining slave trade. Fleur was as stubborn as ever, seemingly unbroken by her mistreatment as she knows it only to be a labor of her love for those she holds dear. She knows not of her mother's state but Fleur knew Savan would not hurt her. She only hopes that the money she gains will make her mother's life easier. Yet in this Asimov Bet that promises a sum only dreamed of, Fleur knows the terms and knows she can win with ease. Her spirit is still strong, her gaze is fierce and her hatred for men like her father burns stronger with every passing day. They will never make a slave of her.
Thread: Chained to him (Insurection X QB)

Slave Lawrence
Thread: Chained to him (Insurection X QB)

Lawrence wasn't particularly impressed. Girls like her were dime a dozen. For that matter, he walks into the cell, alone with the slave. Her name? Mattered not to him. They tell me you're clean and all. I like that in a woman. He says, kneeling down and groping her breasts. With her hands chained behind her and legs shackled together, he roughly begins to toy with his newly made purchase. She was truly going to enjoy being his bitch, especially seeing those rope marks press against her skin. Tell me. Are these fake? He asked, softly groping with both hands only to lean in and gently kiss onto her breasts.
Thread: Marked For Deletion

Lillian was your every day fifteen year old girl. She loved hanging out with her friends, going to the occasional movie, and spent the majority of her time on the oceanfront of her mother's beach house. The only thing that differed between her and every other fifteen year old, was her curvy figure. She stood at a whole 5'7, accompanied with a D cup bust and a round bubble butt. Although she had a somewhat petite frame, she was thick and curvaceous in all the right places. She had had many boyfriends, and even the occasional girlfriend, but her virginity remained intact. It was hard to find someone who saw her as the person she was, rather than the assets that she contained. She was how they called it, holding out for 'the one'. Lillian lay flat on her stomach, her luscious buttocks facing the probing Sun. Leftover water droplets wandered over her creamy thighs, leaving a glistening trail in it's wake. Her D cup bust protruded from under her while her top remained undone. After all, nobody likes tan lines! Lillian sighed heavenly, soaking up the warmth that the sun so generously offered. Her damp red hair lay in soft tangles at her shoulders. Her deep brown eyes gazed out at the ocean as the boats passed by. Lillian grasped the ties to her top and attempted to role over. Her hard nipples strained against the moist fabric, giving everybody who walked by an unintentional glimpse of the assets she tried so hard to conceal. She quickly redid her top and flopped back down onto her towel. Hey, ma! She called out, Can you grab me a soda? She asked lazily. Her arm came over her eyes, bent at the elbow and lifted her breasts.
Thread: Marked For Deletion

RE Mommy's Little Angel Lotus x Ivory11 Nicole had for years now been the envy of every woman and in a way, every man she had ever met. She was born not only with a vagina, but also an extremely long penis and enormous breasts, to top it all off she had a beautiful face which remained unaffected by all the fat on her body, she was a little chubby but given her enormous breasts it only served to compliment her, giving her a figure that made it nearly impossible to get clothes that fit, luckily she had made an absolute killing in the porno industry, and she continued to do so. In this world afterall, things like porn, prostitution etc... are things to gloat about at fancy parties and with family... as are many other activities honestly even given this world has very few, if any rules regarding sex and anything sexual is seen with only encouragement and support, Nicole has always been both an extreme stud with her monster futa cock and a massive slut, honestly she's only amazed she only has one kid, but she's fathered at least a dozen that she knows of. She came out onto the porch wearing a cut-off white T-shirt without a bra and some denim short-shorts with the top button and top of the zipper undone, Nicole was a very free spirit afterall. She walked with a little bounce over to her daughter, she loved the figure her little girl was filling out, she retained hardly any weight in her waist or lower legs, instead it all went to her breasts and ass. She had in her hand a can of vodka and raspberry and a tall glass of champagne here sweety, you're on holiday so I can overlook you drinking a few adult drinks she said with a giggle and a wink as she handed the can of raspberry and vodka to Lillian oh Lily sweety, did you remember to put sunblock on? you know how you burn up she said, reaching over to the bottle of sunblock, squeezing a big glob onto her hand, ready to apply it either to herself... or to dear little Lily.
Thread: Marked For Deletion

RE Mommy's Little Angel Lotus x Ivory11 Lillian slightly jumped at the sound of her mother's voice. Geez, mom! You scared me! She exclaimed while halfheartedly laughing. Her arm moved from her face, squinting into the bright sunlight that illuminated her mother's bodacious body. Lily reached and took the drink she offered, popping the can and taking a small sip. Mmm, that's really tasty! She said, taking a much bigger sip this time. I hope we have more of these, she laughed. Lily looked over her mother's full figure and compared it to her own. She was much smaller than her, the only weight she contained was in her ass and breasts. Her mom, however, was chubby - equipped with extra large breasts, a pussy, and a massive cock. She had seen some of her mom's pornos, often growing jealous that she did not have what her mother did - or ever be able to enjoy what she had to offer simply because it was her mother of all people. She topped off the can and tossed it to the side. Actually, I totally forgot about the sunscreen. She said all bubbly. Do you mind mommy? Lily rolled over, her plump ass facing her mom. Lillian bent her arm behind her back, untying the straps so she could massage the protective oil-like substance into her soft skin. She pulled her now dry hair to the side, exposing her shoulders to the sun and her Mommy.
Thread: Pick-Up Artist (PUA role-play)

Still looking.
Thread: Pick-Up Artist (PUA role-play)

Try coming across a little less... Aggressive and rude, it'll increase your chances of finding partners.I was going to PM you with interest, but your attitude made me decide against it. I'm a potential partner you unintentionally pushed away.
Thread: Pick-Up Artist (PUA role-play)

AnonymousRelated said Try coming across a little less... Aggressive and rude, it'll increase your chances of finding partners.I was going to PM you with interest, but your attitude made me decide against it. I'm a potential partner you unintentionally pushed away. Click to expand... Cool. I care. Bye.
Thread: Pick-Up Artist (PUA role-play)

Anyone interested at all?
Thread: X

RE Short and smutty Furry picture plot inside. Still craving this. Maybe not to be entirely smut based and the possibility of going on for longer. I also have some what of a plot for a slightly more long-term version!
Thread: X

RE Short and smutty Furry picture plot inside. PM sent!!!
Thread: Caldwell's Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts

See more Name Ezio Vittore Nicastro Age when entered this world New Haven 26 Loop when entered New Haven Loop 1 Gender Male Family in New Haven None Likes Blondes, Roses, Tea except chamomile, fine materials silk, satin, chenille, etc. Fine fragrances except 'vanilla'. Dislikes Chamomile tea dislikes the taste prudes, velvet, vanilla fragrances reminds him of 'old women'. Personality Parties hard, even when knowing that he has to teach the next day. Sometimes comes in to class hungover or drunk, and makes extensive use of educational films to get by. He is highly opinionated and snobbish towards certain people and things. Teaching funds his wild, extravagant lifestyle and gives him a free place to pass out, so obviously he's not as motivated as a teacher as he should be. Room Number Teacher suite History Before entering new haven, Ezio was a 'career student' who was studying the culinary arts. He was a wonderful chef, but not a good student, and spent the vast majority of his time in bars and clubs. Around the time that he began to exhaust the last of his student funds, the occurrence of a mixed blessing happened. While out and about in the nightlife, he drunkenly stumbled into a portal that transported him to New Haven, marking the beginning of his new life as a teacher. Rank of the Basic 4 Fire, Water, Earth, AirWind 1 Water 2 AirWind 3 Earth Calls it 'playing in dirt' 4 Fire Pejoratively calls fire practitioners dragons and spit-roasters among other demeaning terms. Finds Fire the least 'refined' form of magic and neglects its use in daily life. Magical Affinity natural liking or attraction is felt for may not be available to the student until it is learned Personal Tendency Negative 3 Pets and when chosen None, loathes the idea of a pet, as They are like children who freeze in the toddler stage for years, and then die. Education completed while on New Haven All classes relevant to his current teaching schedule, with an emphasis on Water, Air and Sound magic. Independent Courses taken All musical and culinary independent courses. Careers Chef, Teacher
Thread: Caldwell's Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts

Poor Ezio won't have any films to rely on. Not many parties on the new planet and many creatures. And he might be an asset to my future plot line if this RP gets there. I wonder if he will make his own filmsvideos for future classes?
Thread: Caldwell's Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts

Name Ashley Calder Prefers Ash Age when entered this world 16 Loop when entered New Haven Loop 1 Gender Male Family in New Haven NA Likes People, being inebriated, music, games Dislikes Structure, being alone, responsibility, twist off bottle caps don't ask Personality Self destructive, hedonistic, naive. Ash would be best described as full of emotion and constantly trying to suppress it. He is good at making friends but not so good at keeping them. Incredibly extroverted, Ash makes a constant effort to surround himself with people while also to avoid letting people get too attached. Unfortunately his empathic tendencies often results in accidental manipulation of the people around him. Room Number 4 History Ash was a curious and adventurous child that had a tendency to get himself into trouble. He often found that he could get other kids to listen to him with very little effort, the result being that he'd drag other children down with him. As he got older he became more aware of what he was doing. He was manipulating the emotions of the people around him though he didn't believe this ability to be magical in nature. Early highschool a set of events occurred that resulted in him realizing that manipulating others emotions often led to those people being hurt. Afterward Ash attempted to isolate himself, dropping out of highschool and getting involved with drugs. He stumbled upon the portal while shooting up at an art showing. Rank of the Basic 4 Fire, Water, Earth, AirWind 1 Air 2 Earth 3 Fire 4 Water Magical Affinity MindEmpathic manipulation Personal Tendency 0 Neutral Pets and when chosen NA Education completed while on New Haven NA Independent Courses taken NA Careers NA
Thread: Caldwell's Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts

Name Anique Age when entered this world 15 Loop when entered New Haven Loop Gender female Family in New Haven Ashford Likes flowers, quietness, peace, being alone,books, nature, cats Dislikes Liars, being crowded, loudness, clever and arrogant people, showoff people Personality She is usually quiet and prefers to stay alone. She is quite unsocial. She is shy butif someone hurts her self respect, she doesn't forget and takes her revenge. She is hot headed and naive. She is somewhat self centred. Room Number first posted, first served History Anique was born to the parents who never loved her. Because she was not the real daughter of her father. She was the product of her mother's sleep over with some other guy. She never got the love of her parents. Always regarded as a burden, she decided to run away. She was considered strange by everyone. She could control electricity.She was shocked at first. She wished to end her life. But one day, her family , her home and everything was changed.She was in the new world. Rank of the Basic 4 Fire, Water, Earth, Air Wind 1Water 2Fire 3Air 4Earth Magical Affinity natural liking or attraction is felt for may not be available to the student until it is learned na Personal Tendency Negative 2 Pets and when chosen NA Education completed while on New Havenna Independent Courses taken na Careersna under construction I am kinda tired, so I will complete it later.
Thread: Caldwell's Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts

Both are accepted into the Academy. Have fun finding a way to touch the Academy's Portal Picture as seen below! You will land on the Fall in front of the Academy Castle which is seen in the picture below. You will be greeted there by Lady Violetta. Sign on the bottom of the Painting is dusty but if One was to cleanwipe off the dust, One could read Welcome to Caldwell's Academy of Magical Talents and Draconic Arts. Please touch to enter. Beware though if Someone is touching the One who is touching the painting, Someone will enter with One! A downside of the picture, I'm afraid.......