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RE A Teeming Tally of Thirty-plus Thoughts To Try Traveling Scholar Archetype description 5'9 or 10 176 cm with blue eyes and brown hair, mid to upper 20s. He has broad shoulders and his body seems to have already been through a lot though his eyes are still alert and his face express curiosity. He grew up hungry for knowledge and later wanderlust as he got older. His best attributes are intelligence and constitution. Once he was mapping a mountain range in the winter just to see if he can do it. Skills he knows includes basic survival though not expert, cartography, general knowledge of cultures and geography, diplomacy and interviewing, and in combat he is much better with the shield than his short sword. He wears leather armor. If magic doesn't exist, he also has a bow. If it does, here is the spells he knows. Magic Bolt The old tried and true easy to manage unless I am spewing them like crazy. Can kill a rat but only daze a strong enemy. MindLink Allows me to communicate with another easy to manage MindTouch Offensive MindLink upgrade, allowing me to read another's basic thoughts and emotions mild strain at minimum, that only get worse if the target knows of it and resisting easier if the subject is willing and I am touching or I am digging deeper. MindMeld Defensive MindLink upgrade, requiring me touch another, allowing any of my thoughts and feelings to be noticed that I want to share. Moderate drain, but lessons the more of an embraced we are i.e. cuddling. FarSight Allows me to see afar, but leaves me open as I can't be aware of my current location. Low drain that increases the farther I go out. FarJump A spell I am still working on, and a FarSight upgrade. While using FarSight, I can connect that location with my current one, creating a portal. Technically it increases the drain for FarSight, but since I am still working on it, the drain is very high. ItemHistory Allows me to detect any information from an item. Drain low, though it increases for the farther back in time I go, but decreases for major events when it is used i.e. easier to detect. ItemLink An upgrade to ItemHistory, it allows me to connect to its owner. Moderate drain that decreases if I know the person and is recent, increases the farther back in time I have to go like ItemHistory, but very dangerous and unreliable if I don't know the person. Basically, low drain I can handle without problem. At worst FarJump, I get a mind blowing headache, a bloody nose, and fatigue.
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RE A Teeming Tally of Thirty-plus Thoughts To Try Initial post for Conjurer x Ally Spirit The conjuration was a success. On her hands and knees, naked, is the type of woman he always wanted. Having no luck with women in real life, he can now finally have what he wanted. She looks up for the first time. Perlento, the conjurer, takes her by the hand and motions her up. He is dressed with a night robe with an undershirt underneath, full of sweat from the attempt to create her. It looks like they are outside on a cliff, but the area they are in seems like the mountain grew around a one story house. The walls look like a typical home and not rock, with rooms going into the mountain as actual rooms and not a cave. If the cliff side is north, east is what looks like a dining room table. To the west is a chair and couch, with a coffee table in front of the couch. Behind the chair is some sort of portal. The cliff itself has a giant rotating sphere of light, which is just behind her. Past the cliff, farther north, is what looks like buildings in the distance, covered by fog. The sky is dark blue with occasional lighting. There is no thunder. What should I name you... my spirit... 'myrit'... how about Myrita? He walks around her. She right now appears to be a 5'4 young adult woman, b-cup sized breasts, slim and well proportioned, and black hair that reach just to her nipple. I couldn't decide on a hair color, so I decided that it will be blonde when you are happy, red when angry, silver when sad, and black when in a more neutral emotion. He smiles as though happy at his forsight. That way I know what mood you are in just by looking! Basic Abilities This is in addition to any more powerful abilities the spirit might have, and should be considered normalstandard for a relationship like this. These are C for conjurer only, for spirit only, and for both. Mink Link Telepathy Sense Link Can see and hear what the other is sensing with their five senses. Does not work for feeling when touching each other or when acting on another object that is, she can feel someone hitting me, but can't feel me hitting another. Flight Being a spirit, she isn't limitied ot the ground. However, she is limited how far away she is from him SummonUnsummon C Either she can be near him in the real world, or she is in my demiplane
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RE A Teeming Tally of Thirty-plus Thoughts To Try Initial Posts For Noble Son x Servant The last words Perlen's father, the king, told him was Yes you may. Just don't let it become like your brother, Adamos. Nor would he. Instead of using the more polite word, a servant to 'pillow' with, Adamos just called her his slut. And more than one night he woke up others mad that she won't summit like he wanted. Walking now, after dinner, to find this one he has been eying for some time, he hoped he won't stoop that low. He is King Lanster's third child, and second to the throne as his second child, Deon, was a bastard. Deon got to know a woman outside of sexual servitude before she became the woman he pillowed with. Seeing that, Perlen knew if a woman have positive feeling for you, then the sex will just be better. Still, this is going to be sudden, and she may resist at least some. She has no option but to realize she is going to have to pillow with him. He just hopes she will like the idea more than her current position. Perlen saw her. He waved one of the higher ranking servants over. Do you see her? Tell her I want to see her in my bedroom. I have a proposal for her. A transfer from her current job. He then turns around and leaves, anxious to meet her alone. You will have creative control over the servants, as we both live in different castes. There is also one girl in the family, the king's forth and youngest, perhaps a year younger than your character. Second Post subject to change Perlento was sitting in front of his desk, which was in front of the door as she entered. He turned him with the chair around and did one final look at her. His shirt was off, showing the lean muscle he developed due to the required sword and shield fighting courses his father told him to take. Though he rather pursue more scholarly studies. I have been informed that my parents have tapped someone to be my future wife. Like all marriages involving noble houses, its political, and while I know of her, I don't really know her. And for this reason, I rather have someone to be my personal servant and companion who I do know. I have been eying you for some time and think I would like you to be her. Note what I have told you is not negotiable. For now on, you are under my command. He gets up and goes behind her, locking the door. However, I do want you to feel comfortable too. And to do that I need to know what makes you uncomfortable. Returning in front of her, he leans back on his desk. Please, start undressing yourself. And at any point you feel like you can't undress yourself any further, stop and tell me.
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RE A Teeming Tally of Thirty-plus Thoughts To Try Burp, I mean bump, with a couple new ideas.
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RE A Teeming Tally of Thirty-plus Thoughts To Try Kicking it up.
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RE A Teeming Tally of Thirty-plus Thoughts To Try Konnichiwa
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RE A Teeming Tally of Thirty-plus Thoughts To Try Meow, with new ideas and another still in the oven burning. It may not make it.
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RE A Teeming Tally of Thirty-plus Thoughts To Try Back up, after my Portal 2 spell.
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RE A Teeming Tally of Thirty-plus Thoughts To Try New idea posted.
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RE A Teeming Tally of Thirty-plus Thoughts To Try Yesh, its been a month?! Finally off call I THINK!!! with a number of dropped RPs, general burn out, a never ending cold due to the temperature unable to make up its mind, misbehaving cats.... Nevermind.
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RE A Teeming Tally of Thirty-plus Thoughts To Try So much ... to read. I'm interested, though. I just need to ... read everything first.
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RE A Teeming Tally of Thirty-plus Thoughts To Try One final bump after some more minor add-ins, subtract-outs, and general tag corrections.
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You'll need Javascript enabled. This is just testing a small part of the new CMS. You'll see four numbers displayed. The first two don't matter one is time pulled from my server, the other is the time your computer is reporting, but the letter two are important. If the difference is six digits or more, check your computer's clocktime zone and make sure it's set correctly. The server is synced to atomic clocks but keep in mind there's a delay between when the server grabs its time and sends it to you. Obviously if your clock and time zone are set correctly and there's a huge difference, I'll want to know. The delay is the more practically important number. Please post or pm me the rough average difference and delay, along with your general location StateProvinceTerritoryCountry. Especially if you are on dialup, through a phone if you have a generous data plan only, or outside of the United States. Thank you
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I got a delay of 50-55 ms 52 and 53 ms being the most frequent with a very infrequent jump to 90-100 ms for just a brief instant for the delay.
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Where are you roughly?
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Oops! Central Illinois, USA
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EST comp set correctly Got approx 22 - 31 ms for 'difference' and 21 - 40 ms for 'delay'.
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CST Difference Approximately 426 ms Delay Approximately 30 ms Location Middle Tennessee
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GMT Difference around 10ms Delay around 100ms Located in London, England
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Thread: Batman or Wolverine

RE WW2Cowboy Pairings Removed Cowboy x Saloon Girl Wild West Sheriff x Outlaw Wild West Soldier x Resistance Fighter WW2 Added Cowboy x Southern Belle Wild West Batman x Catwoman DC Comics
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RE Batman x Batgirl Cowboy x Southern Belle Removed Batman x Catwoman DC Comics Cowboy x Southern Belle Wild West Added Batman x Batgirl DC Comics Really craving this one!
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RE Older Batman x Batgirl Bump.
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RE Batman x Batgirl Cowboy x Southern Belle Szymanski said Removed Batman x Catwoman DC Comics Cowboy x Southern Belle Wild West Added Batman x Batgirl DC Comics Really craving this one! Click to expand... depending on which Batgirl you're talking about, I might be willing to give it a shot
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Barbara Gordon.
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Was always more of a fan of HarleyXJoker.
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I'm game for Barbara Gordon. I can handle her.
Thread: How much for a story? (ansem125 + me)

The second hand Toyota swerved into the parking lot of the DC office complex, a tad bit too fast for any traffic cop's liking, but luckily for the driver there were no traffic cops in the vicinity this particular early morning. Besides, the driver is the kind of woman who has the mythical ability to wriggle out of potential tickets. She wouldn't have pushed her luck if she was not running late for an important appointment. If she can't find a parking space within the next 10 seconds... she will be. Oh bless the heavens, there is one right there. The Toyota's tires skidded noisily as the car turned into the empty space. In no time, 25 year-old Natalie Smith exited the vehicle carrying along a slim briefcase with her. All dolled up and dressed in a crispy white blouse, high-waisted black silk pencil skirt, a wide brown belt, no stockings she spent quite some time this morning deciding whether to wear any, which had partly contributed to her present rush, and 3-inch leather pumps, Natalie looked all business. The brunette walked briskly over to the elevators while glancing at her wristwatch every few steps. Her heels clicked loudly on the cement floor. Whew, looks like I've just made it on time. Natalie couldn't have afforded to be late. A junior assistant editor at a news agency, she'd been struggling through her first few months. It didn't matter if she could write like a Pulitzer winner if no one gives her anything to write about. But this, an interview with a reclusive Senator who is chairing the committee investigating certain corporate malpractices, could be her well-earned big break. A bell chimed and an elevator door opened. Natalie stepped in and pressed the floor number. It immediately shot upwards to her destination. Hopefully that's the direction my career is going too.
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The oak paneled double doors opened inwards and Natalie strode into the senator's office. She hoped she gave a good first impression... although she knew it could have been better. A cursory glance at the mirror while she was in the elevator showed her a bit flustered, and she had every sign of someone who was in a frantic rush minutes ago. Ah well, she thought, that she could not longer control, what happens in the next hour or so she could. Head up, chest out, and tummy in, girl! Good morning Mr. Senator, she approached his desk confidently, her dainty right hand held up for a handshake. They executed the formalities exchanging a few pleasantries, namecards... and such forth. Natalie had done her research on the Senator - more than strictly necessary, to be honest - a rising political star who had made the Senate at an impossibly young age. That, and his notable press-shy way of doing things... could very well mean she is interviewing a future President right this moment. See, she couldn't have afforded to be late. Well, if it's OK with you I'm hoping we could get started right away? she inquired after she sat down on a chintz chair directly opposite him.
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From her slim black briefcase Natalie took out an unused notepad, a tiny voice recorder, and a sleek custom-made fountain pen with her initials marked in silver a graduation gift from her parents. She clicked the briefcase shut with her fingers the Senator would have noticed her fingernails were painted a light baby blue, the only trace of Natalies relative youth. She placed the voice recorder on the mahogany table and pushed the RECORD button as she smiled professionally up at him. Mr. Grey, she began, our readers would love to directly hear from the newly-appointed Chairman of the committee on 30 seconds into the interview, Natalie had crossed her legs casually, such that her tight pencil skirt rode up on the sides well past mid-thigh. He would have had an all-too-intimate view of her bare legs over the desk if not for the fact that Natalie had placed her notepad on her exposed flesh, but it also meant that every time she had to jot something down she bent forward slightly Natalie was green and it showed. Not from her choice of questions she had done her research and then some more. But from the way she structured the interview young Natalie was unable to press the Senator when it mattered to extract the information her readers would really want to know. And as the interview progressed her frustration showed and once in a while she would wrinkle her pretty nose just for a flashing second at some of his answers.
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It was always a surreal experience watching something you deeply care about go horribly wrong while you cant do anything about it. Which is exactly how Natalie felt at that moment. This was supposed to be the piece that launches her career, but as it stands now she might as well download a press release from the Senators website and use that as her article. Bit by bit she began to lose her professional and collected demeanor, and just past the half-hour mark she didnt even realize it when she repeated a certain question which is convenient for him. If her mind had not been all over the place, Natalie might have noticed his gaze and that unmistakable lustful glint within his globes. She straightened up and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear as he abruptly cut off the interview, a look of confusion on her pale, pretty face. His smile was not returned. I admire your passion for journalism, but I am sure you can understand a man in my position cannot divulge all the information the public might wish to have. Although I would like to compensate for that, if you would allow me.. Was he going to send her away? Natalie panicked, Mr. Grey, I only have a few more questions she began, alarmed to hear her own voice starting to break. His sudden touch on her shoulders caught her off guard, and with a soft PLOP both her notepad and pen dropped from her lap to the carpet. Yet surprisingly his skillful fingers kneading her tired shoulder blades felt good .
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Natalie had been attractive ever since such things mattered. She was also aware of the many benefits of being an attractive woman in her line of work, which more often than not involves exchanging favors, being presentable, and being persuasive. Its not fair but someone else can cry about it. Yet, for all her womanly charms and those well-formed curves, Natalie can honestly say she had never used her looks for professional purposes. She is simply not that kind of girl. However, with her career stuttering, her big story going up in smokes, and what the needy Senator is currently doing to her shoulders, this might just be the perfect time to give that a bit of rethinking Now I don't know about you but I would say this situation calls for a little..less clothing. Not so fast, Mr. Grey , she thought, wary of the smugness in his voice. Right before his large hands popped the first button and moved down to her breasts, she reached up and grabbed his wrists. For now, he can have that delicate area around her collarbone and no more. She looked straight ahead at the chair where he had sat just moments ago, and keeping her voice as steady as a novice can, said, Only if I get my story, sir. Natalie shrugged off his hands and bent down to retrieve her fallen notepad and pen. This time, she put the pad on the desk, and with one hand holding her pen and one hand on the topmost button of her blouse, she repeated a question he had tactfully avoided earlier.
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Natalie didnt turn the recorder back on. She knew better. As she listened to the answer that gave her more material to write on than the whole interview combined, Natalie could not resist a small smile spreading across her painted lips. Her right hand flew inking the note pad with his revelations. She marveled at how easy this felt, as if this side of her was inside all the time, and her sense of achievement rose up within her like a beast. She is getting more reckless by the second. Always a good girl who keeps her promises, as soon as he finished she dropped the pen and quickly undid half of the buttons on her blouse. She was wearing a white flimsy silk slip and a lacy black cotton bra, both of which didnt cover the top half of her firm, young breasts. Natalie adjusted the collar and made sure her cleavage was on show as well. She turned around in her seat and smiled up at him, searching his eys for approval. Time for the next question.
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Natalie's faced flushed crimson, which luckily for her was partially concealed by the makeup she wore. She felt lightheaded from the sheer audaciousness of her actions... imagine the consequences if anyone were to find out what is happening here! She would be fired for sure, but she guessed it would be worse for the man who now stood behind her. The cool air in the office prickled the now exposed skin on her shoulders, making her extra-aware of her senses. Very lovely breasts you have, Ms. Smith. I'm hopefully I may get to see more of you, and perhaps even touch you. Certainly. she replied, amazed that she voice had remained calmed. She fired off two follow up questions. The first would cause her to undo the remaining buttons on her blouse, and she would untuck it from her skirt and place it on an empty spot on his desk. After the second, Natalie would stand up, reach behind to unzip her skirt, and wriggle her hips to let that tight piece of garment slowly drop down her legs...
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Natalies hand trembled as she carefully ran her silk skirt over the ragged ends of her stilettos, making sure the threads would not be caught it them. Once she slipped it off she put it on top of her blouse. Was it just her, or was the air-conditioning in the office way too cold? And why is her heart beating so fast? Natalie picked up her pen again, trying her hardest to steady her wrist she wouldnt let him see just how nervous she was. Natalie had originally planned on just stripping, yet it suddenly dawned on her how nave she had been. It became terribly clear she is starting to run out of chips there is her slip, her bra, her panties, and even if you count each shoe they still wouldnt be enough for the loads of questions swimming in her head, being the little perfectionist that she always has been. And he probably wouldnt have allowed it anyways stripping, taking what she needed, and just leaving him there. Lovely, darling, your body is amazing. Perhaps if I answer a few more questions you might grace my lap with your presence? Natalie cleared her throat softly and said Certainly. She stood up, walked over to the other side of the desk, and sat down, legs together, on his lap. She moved the notepad across, and resumed the interview.
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Natalie had almost forgotten the rush of excitement that comes with doing something for the first time in her life, she had definitely missed it since she started focusing herself in college to get ahead in her studies. This... seducing a public official to get a scoop... jolted her to her past, to more reckless days. She didn't squirm or back away when he touched her along her bare waist. And even though she was a novice, her movements and mannerisms did not give her awkwardness away. Another question, another answer. But Natalie was starting to get distracted by the attention she was getting, especially his large, warm hands on her half-naked body. So much that, after the next question, she jotted down her notes, and, without upholding her end of the bargain, asked another.