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Thread: can'т вe ѕaved  {яσgυε x яεвσяη}

sc, g Wary, but curious, she turned her gaze to the beams. Lifting her hand into the air, colliding with the beam of light, but nothing. No pain no sparkling just. Warmth. She closed her eyes for a moment, purring contently. Chill she was oblivious to, but warmth? It was almost euphoric. She was quiet for a moment before she realized that this shouldnt be possible. She opened her eyes, turning to look at him. Am I dead? She questioned, lowering her hand. Ive hunted Vampires for years that shouldnt be possible She looked down at her hands and then warily back at him. Something was wrong wasnt it? She could hear the rumbling in his stomach and chewed on her lower lip for a moment. Um, lets go back to my place. I need to get a shower, and I can fix you something to eat Then I need to try and figure out what is going on with me, what I am and why Im not burning in the light She felt greater than shed ever felt. Her eyes and ears were clear her bones felt stronger. She just felt superior. Refreshed. A whole new woman a dangerous woman. And she was going to hunt now, fierce as ever. Shed make him regret making the mistake of making her immortal.
Thread: can'т вe ѕaved  {яσgυε x яεвσяη}

He looked at her and put his hand on the side of her face. You're warm. You still have a pulse. He said. He was just as confused. What... are you.... who turned you.... He paused and why... was the best question... Damien nodded. I'd appreciate taht... I havn't eaten for about 24 hours... He followed after her, shifting to his wolf form. He too had something special about him, but he never knew about it, all he knew was that silver had no effect on him. he followed her home and soon after arriving he regretted it. A hunter by the name if Kyler walked out to her. Oh my god, Asche, where the hell have you been we were worried sick. He pulled her to his chest hard. Damien could feel the bloodlust whell inside of her being that close to his vein and he bit her foot gently to pull her back to reality. He'd be her saving grace for quite a while... almost like her Jiminie Cricket.
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sc, g She petted along the top of his head as they moved along. Idly keeping her focus on him and away from all of the pulsing around him. Jiminie Cricket indeed. She had her bag slung over her shoulder, carrying it easily until theyd made it to the home. She was surprised at his approach, but it was normal she assumed. The pulse just at her lips was damning. She felt the need welling in her chest until she felt the nip at her foot, the pain yanking her back. It was a struggle last night, Kyler, Im fine. she replied, hugging him around his neck and leaning back. I needed to lay low for a bit. Its a good thing Damien was there She glanced down at the wolf, patting at his head. He distracted him, chased him off and then came back to keep me warm. Im not hurt just exhausted And I really need a shower. She groaned, sympathetically, looking down at her chest disgusted. She then turned her head towards Damien, scratching behind his ears. And I bet youre hungry too, arent you? She murmured, lovingly, as one would with a pet. She looked back at Kyler. Im filthy. Im sure I smell like a leech. She chuckled, almost dryly. She knew exactly what she was. She could just only hope that Kyler never found out.
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Damien followed her all the way home and was partly sadened by the fact that she had a boyfriend. He whimpered softly and waited. Damien? Who's damien? Kyler asked. Where did you get Damien... just last night? That was.....odd. He didn't think too much into it and shrugged it off. Well, good to have you home love. he said, kissing her cheek gently. he moved back into the house and Damien wagged his tail at the mention of food.
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sc, g She noticed his whimpering and frowned, comforting him as best she could with a pet along his massive maw. She leaned into his kiss and moved into the home with him. He was a blessing in disguise. Plus, we need a little furbaby in the house. Getting groped all the time isnt really my idea of fun. Well, not all the time. She moved through the halls, Damien at her side faithfully. She shouldered open the door to her apartment, letting him in first before moving in after him and shutting the door. She shrugged off her coat. She looked down at her bare flesh, covered in blood. Ugh, gross she said with a grimace. She moved into the kitchen, hoisting open the freezer and digging through before pulling out a rather large steak. Usually, I cut this up into smaller steaks, but youre a big guy she said, grabbing a dinner place and placing it on it. Be careful how you change. she warned, ruffling the fur on his neck. Kyler likes to come in unannounced With this being said, she stood, shaking out her bloody, clumped hair. Ugh, this was going to be a very long, very hot shower She moved into the bathroom, leaving the door partially open as she slid the remainder of her clothing off. The florescent lighting of the background drew attention to the tribal tattoo that lined her spine. A few flourishes and music began to purr. She Wants Revenges Tear you Apart. And before long, hot water was running and she was standing in the stream. She moaned softly as the warmth washed over her body, washing the dark blood down the drain. Brunette curls were slicked back against her head, stretching well to the small of her back. The water washed over her athletic form almost poetically, hugging and sliding along well formed and trained curved. The more blood and dirt washed away, the more ethereal the female looked in the florescent lighting. After a quick wash of her body she began the process of lathering her hair, rising and repeating until the water ran clear, indicating the blood was gone entirely.
Thread: can'т вe ѕaved  {яσgυε x яεвσяη}

He was enjoying all manor of petting and whined when she stopped. He was...huge. Kyler didn't seem very passed by his he's just a dog and he came back in when she was in the shower to test everything on him. Granted none of it actulaly did anything but he deaded anyway. Hm. Maybe you are just a mutt... Damien growled at him and moved away from him for calling him a mutt. he snapped at him in his direction when he was coming closer, just to make sure the ass stayed away. Kyler wasn't a bad guy, but he wouldn't understand his gf turning into a vampire and this mutt being her new best friend because of it. he couldn't understand that and it was a good thing damien and Asche had no plans to tell him.
Thread: can'т вe ѕaved  {яσgυε x яεвσяη}

sc, g Soon, Asche was making her way out of the bathroom, towel tied around her chest. Kyler? She questioned, patting her hair with a spare towel. When did you get in, do I no longer get warnings? Are you to playing nice? She questioned, her gaze darting back between the two of them. Knowing Kyler, likely not. She moved towards him, hand pressed into his shoulder. Be nice to Damien, he saved my life. She told him, holding the towel against her chest. She turned towards Damien, petting at his ears. You too. She told him, moving down the hallway to her bedroom to get dressed. I need the men in my life to get along. Very important. she called behind her, nudging open her bedroom door with her foot.
Thread: can'т вe ѕaved  {яσgυε x яεвσяη}

Where did you get this dog... he smells. Damien growled at him and stood up. He was about the size of a large big cat. Damien put his maw in Kylers face and snapped amused at how quickly the 'hunter' jumped back. Damien smirked slightly to himself, he still needed to act like a 'dog' for her. He walked over and sat in front of Asche. While sitting he looked her directly in the eyes. Asche... that thing can't be... real... it's huge. Where did you get it, where did it come from?
Thread: can'т вe ѕaved  {яσgυε x яεвσяη}

sc, g Shed gotten comfortably dressed, returning to them. When Damien had taken a seat at her feet, she ruffled his fur. Oh, both of you, stop. I think hes got wolf in him you know wolves can get kinda big. I told you, he helped me last night. she said leaning back, crossing her legs. You should really let it go. She commented, pulling her feet comfortably underneath her bottom. Come here. she said, opening her arms to her boyfriend. Quit worrying so much, huh? Honestly, gauging what I was up against, I got lucky because of this big guy. You came to do all the tests right? He passed! I know he did, because I did them, too. she bluffed, broadly. So enough about my pooch, alright?
Thread: can'т вe ѕaved  {яσgυε x яεвσяη}

Damien set his head in her lap and closed his eyes. Kyler was unsure about this whole thing, but hey, if she was happy... that's what counted right? He ignored the dog and moved up onto her, pulling her up on the bed, consequently away from the wolf. He pinned and mounted on top of her. You worry me. He said running his hand over her breasts and hips back and forth. He leaned down to lick her neck gently kissing down the side of her neck. Damien lifted his head and put it on the end of the bed watching her be aroused by her boyfriend. It was awkward at best.
Thread: can'т вe ѕaved  {яσgυε x яεвσяη}

sc, g Thighs perched at his hips as he'd 'pinned' her, lips curved into a satisfied grin as familiar hands traced over even more familiar curves. Her entire body was suddenly on fire, as if the mere touch was sending her mind spiraling. This was only made worse as his tongue and lips brushed across the place she'd been bitten. As to why it was so sensitive there, she'd never know, but she'd muffled a moan against quiet lips. Hips arched grinding into his own, but the sound of his pulse was quickly becoming maddening. Her own breath shifted, hands finding his wrists. Babe... not now... I'm tired. My whole body is sore... I really need to get some sleep that isn't on the forest floor... Come find me a little later, hm? She suggested shakily. Her body betrayed her, it wanted him. More than was safe for Kyler, and Damien should have instantly been able to feel it, bubbling. It wasn't often that she'd turned Kyler down for their usual night of romping and rolling... but now, perhaps, wasn't the best time. And it wasn't terribly uncharacteristic after a long, hard hunt. Fingers trailed up his arm, over his shoulder and along his neck, pulling him into a tired kiss, but it was brief. Later... she whispered, huskily.
Thread: High School of the Dead OOC Thread

Here, we can talk about the role-play, about whatever. Okay, I do have one thing to say I'm going to let Sugo post before I do, seeing as how he hasn't posted in a while.
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I'll be positing shortly for you gorgeous.
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Awesome You'll have to excuse me, I've just woken up. LOL
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Great and don't worry sweet, also Merry Christmas to all
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And to all a good night. xD And thank you, I work nights, so... yeah. Me sleepy.
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Okay, I'll be posting here in just a little bit. Is anyone else online? I'd love to see this rolling. xD
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I'm around, just got here and will be online for a while but would rather wait someone else replies first
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I understand that one.
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I can put up a reply tomorrow
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Hope someone makes a good job putting all of us together I just wouldn't like this splitting into several 1x1 groups.
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I know my character will be working to find a way out of town, perhaps everyone can meet up at some point. Plus my character was never with the others P
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Poke Poke
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Where is everyone?
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I'm here gorgeous.
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I understood when it was the holidays and all... but the holidays are over...
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Sorry yeah I was kinda busy these last few days that just passed.
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Oh, I gotcha. I totally understand.
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I don't want this to die! Dx
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Is anyone still interested in this role-play?
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Yeah I am still up for it
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Oh sorry I didn't say it before but had been a bit busy for some weeks and lost track of this but indeed I've lost a few interest on this
Thread: Request Thread Thingy

JennyFer said Hello There, the name is Jennifer. I'm new to the website but not new to role playing. I hope to find some fun and naughty writing partners on here Craving I really want to play with a Futa, maybe a college dorm situation where my character finds out her roommate's secret. Pairings Sisters Roommates Best Friends Co-workers Online Friendslovers MistressSlave Will add more as I think of them. Click to expand... I would like to Play. Maybe if I was shemale.
Thread: Elf in Training (Citizenanon and BothsAndNeithers)

Noel looked herself over in the mirror one last time, making sure that all was in order. There was a common misconception that all elves wore the little outfits and green has and curly shoes, but that was a misconception only Santa's elves were allowed to wear them, and not all elves were Santa's. Some didn't want to be, and that was perfect, because someone had to run the elf clothing stores and elf grocery outlets and direct planes and such to the North Pole. Many elf children grew up dreaming of working alongside the Big Man, though, and only about a quarter ever got the chance. Positions making toys were even more competitive - many things were ordered today, so lots of jobs were about picking things up, ordering stock, things like that. Getting to do the hands on work took lots of tests and a fair bit of luck and, Noel had heard, a rigorous training program that half the elves didn't even make it through. But she would make it through. She'd do it with flying colors, just like she had in school, and she'd be Head Toy Maker someday, or at least on the squad that rode on the slay she was sure of it. So she wanted to make sure she was prepared for her first day. Her uniform fit like a glove, striped thigh-high stockings disappearing under the red and green dress, belt cinched snugly. Her blonde hair hung out from the hat, the bell on the end rather than a puff indicating that she was a trainee. The spirally shoes were the last addition they were shockingly comfortable, made with special Santa magic to help elves work on their feet in the workshop. She marched herself over to the workshop and went to the front desk, sitting in the waiting area to wait for her trainer to appear.
Thread: Elf in Training (Citizenanon and BothsAndNeithers)

Michael had worked in the workshop for many, many years. As with all elves, he had started as a trainee, but had quickly worked his way up through the ranks. From trainee to crafter to a member of the sled team and he was even given his own group of elves to manage. Now, though, he enjoyed training the young, incoming elves. It always warmed his heart to see the excited new workers doing their best and trying to earn their spot in the workshop. He was proud to say that his training course had the highest percentage of graduates each year. His methods, while unorthodox, were effective. The golden pocket watch that hung from his waist told him that Noel would be outside waiting for him when he was ready for her. Michael stood and checked his own uniform in the mirror that hung in his office. He wore a red jacket over his green button down shirt. It was a thick, soft material that always seemed to be the perfect temperature and matched his slacks perfectly. The green hat set the outfit off perfectly. When he was certain that things were in order, Michael walked out of his office. Noel? He asked and smiled down at the sitting elf. He allowed himself a quick glance over her outfit. She was dressed perfectly and the outfit certainly flattered her figure. Welcome to Santa's Workshop! He walked towards her and held his hand out to her. Are you ready to get started in your training?
Thread: Elf in Training (Citizenanon and BothsAndNeithers)

Noel stood as soon as her name was called, jingling as she took a few steps towards her new trainer. Good - it was Michael. You never really knew how old an elf was unless you asked, but some of the trainers had a reputation for being crusty and crotchety. Not him, though the word on the street was that his elves were always among the best, though there wasn't a lot going around about how he trained them. She'd be eager to find out. That's me! Hello, sir, she said, taking his hand and giving it a firm shake, I appreciate it. And, yes, I'm very excited to get started, she said eanestly, smile wide she was practically bouncing on the balls of her feet with excitement. Where do we begin?
Thread: Elf in Training (Citizenanon and BothsAndNeithers)

Michael smiled. His grip lingered just a little longer than most as he pumped her hand up and down. He let her hand drop and placed a guiding hand on her shoulder and began to lead her towards the workshop proper. We will begin with a tour of the workshop. Now, any elf can handle stock and order, but my workers are always the cream of the crop. You see, my elves always advance so far because I am very selective about who I train. You come very highly recommended, you know. The workshop was empty at the moment as it was still about a hour before everyone arrived to work. Tools were laid out neatly and every surface was clean and ready to work. Welcome to your future. I have high expectations of you. Michael's stroked her shoulder with his thumb for a moment as they took in the workshop. Go ahead, have a look around, Noel. I expect you'll have your own workstation here before you know it.
Thread: Elf in Training (Citizenanon and BothsAndNeithers)

Noel beamed at the older elf and nodded eagerly. Yes, please. Most elves had been around the workshop, of course - touring it during school, or bringing something to a parent - but those visits were always brief. She'd been itching to get a good look at everything, figure out how it really worked. She blushed at the compliment. Thank you, sir. I was really pleased to be assigned to your team - they do have quite a good reputation, she admitted. She didn't think anything of the prolonged contact some elves were just touchier than others. Okay, she responded cheerfully. She headed into the workroom, examining the stations and the tools, identifying those she knew how to use and those that were unfamiliar and trying to get a sense for how the assembly line worked.
Thread: Elf in Training (Citizenanon and BothsAndNeithers)

Michael watched as she moved around the room and examined everything. It was obvious that she was familiar with the working tools in the room, but would need much, much more experience in their use. She would have plenty of time to practice and experience all of them. Now, you won't be training in here just yet. Michael explained and walked around the long table to stand across from her. There's a work shop set up separately for your training. You'll have all of the tools available to you that we have in here, but you'll be able to work at a somewhat slower pace to ensure that your work is up to the quality we expect out of Santa's Elves, which I'm sure it will be. There was a second building attached to the main workshop. The front room was his office where he oversaw his large team of elves and the workshop while the back room was the training room for Noel. He would be able to supply work to her there while keeping an eye on her progress as well as that of the workshop. Michael picked up a saw that was set out and ready for the next shift. At first we will be going over the basics again to check your progress. There will be a lot of sawing, sanding, and other practice until I'm certain that you're ready to move on.
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Noel was aware of his presence, tracking his location subconsciously as she explored the room, wondering if he was looking for something specific as he watched her or really just giving her space to play. She listened attentively to him and nodded. Of course. Thanks for not throwing me to the wolves, she half-joked - just being put on the line would be terrifying. She'd done well in her qualifying exams, but that didn't mean her practical skills were nearly as good as a line elf's. She nodded. I absolutely understand, she confirmed. Do I get to start that this shift, or are there, like, training videos or something I watch first?
Thread: Elf in Training (Citizenanon and BothsAndNeithers)

Michael chuckled. Would you like to watch some training videos? He asked. No, I don't think you need anything like that. Come on and I'll show you where you'll be doing your training. I've already got your projects set aside for you there. There was a large, ornate door that led from the workshop to his office. Michael stepped around and opened the door. The inner office was warmly decorated in reds and golds with a small fire going in the fireplace. A large desk dominated the room while classic wooden toys and hand drawn schematics in frames brought charm and character to the room. A smaller, less ornate door could just be made out on the opposite wall. Michael waved her through. Here's my office. I'm typically here if I'm not in the workshop or training, so this is where you can find me for any reason you need and your training room is just through here. Michael walked through the office and opened the training door to her. The training room was spacious. Shelves of tools decorated one wall while a couple hooks with various fabrics and materials hung on another. There was a single large workbench set up with all the tools of the trade. A small box held several heavy oak dowels for Noel to work with. Also in the box were a set of schematics with the exact dimensions of the wheels that she would need to cut from the dowels. It would be boring, tedious work, but it was that way for a reason. One that he would explain to her in detail once she grew tired of the work.
Thread: Elf in Training (Citizenanon and BothsAndNeithers)

Happy holidays, and thanks for your patience! Noel laughed, pleased. She'd worked in the Elfeteria during high school, and there had been endless training videos. It was awful she hated having to sit still and not do anything with her hands. She followed him, struggling to balance her desire to keep up with a keen wish to look at and take in everything - there was so much to see! Will I be training alone, or do you train groups at a time? she inquired, noting the location of his office in relation to everywhere else so she could find it again. She looked around the training room with a broad grin. So many supplies, and so much to learn! She examined the dowel rod. So I make these? she asked, holding up one of the schematic drawings of a wheel. Will there be a demonstration first, or should I just try my best and you'll correct from there?