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Thread: You will never be worth enough for him. [waffles]

Maria looked at Rodger as he shut the door then she whimpered hard as he wrapped his arms around her babe I didn't mean to be late I'm sorry it was just stormy and all and.... She didn't even let the rest out knowing it was going to be useless at this time since he was so wound up. Biting her lip she yelped loudly as he pulled on her breast and she growled some as he started to walk towards the kitchen. When he shut the doors along the way she shook her head and stomped her feet onto the ground but that didn't help much. Coming into the kitchen she thought she was free when he let go but she yelped a little as he pushed her against the wall 'Babe I'm seriously sorry I didn't meant to do this I'm sorry. Whimpering some she looked at him and got a scared look in her eyes as he put his hand around her neck and tightened slightly. When she didn't answer and he thighted some more she looked at him then away I was suppsoed to be home at five babe I'm sorry I got caught up in the rain and people walking along the road. She whimpered hard and looked at him and sighed some babe please don't do this again I'm begging you..I can't handle this anymore. Biting her lip she shook her head and looked at him in the eyes one of these days when you rape me I will get pregnant you know..if you fucking don't stop this nonsence.
Thread: You will never be worth enough for him. [waffles]

You really think I give a fuck about any of that? he asked her harshly before letting go of her neck his arms slamming on ether side of her as he moved closer to her. If you are so worried about that then you need to take care of it. As he spoke he pressed his body on top of hers pinning her against the wall as his lips pressed hard against hers. Pushing between her closed lips his tongue infiltrated her mouth stealing a hard wet kiss from her as she remanded immobilized beneath him. His breath was strong with alcohol as he breathed on her face as he pulled away from their kiss. Your problem is, that you dont listen to shit I say. You think your better then me, I know it. His hand quickly slapped her face before squeezing her cheeks in his hand. Your not! Your fucking not! Holding her cheek he quickly threw her to the kitchen floor hard before standing over her undoing his belt. Putting his foot against her back he stepped on her as he undid his belt slowly. As he finished undoing his belt he allowed the buckle to fall to the ground smacking it against her face only a few inches away from her face. Bending over he grabbed her arms pinning them behind her back and tying them together tightly with his belt. Get up! He yelled to her as he grabbed a hand full of her hair pulling her to her knees. Slapping her face a few more times he started to laugh at her and her situation at the moment. So fucking cute and you cant pay attention to the simplest rules. How fucking sad. Shaking his head slowly he stood up slowly unzipping his pants in front of her face letting his large cock spill from out of his open hole hitting her on the face. Open your mouth he demanded her pressing his tip against her closed lips.
Thread: New scent... (Private)

A soft sigh escaped his lips as he sat in the sunlight. It'd been three weeks since the school had started it's classes, and he still hadn't found anything worth doing. He was bored, his long white hair warming in the sunlight as he rested under the tree. He had come to this school hoping to find something fun, exciting, and yet he'd found nothing. Sure he'd join a club or two, but they always ended up being horribly boring, and he hated it. He scratched his nose a bit, his deep blue eyes closed as he rested,'I have to find something...' he thought to himself,'Or risk boredom the rest of the year...' he stretched a bit, his small fangs glistening in the sunlight as he chuckled,'Well... better go... it's not like anything interesting's just gonna fall ontop of me...' he thought as he slowly opened his eyes, blinking slightly from the sunlight. Him
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!-- m --a classpostlink href ... boowho.jpga!-- m -- Maya walked along the cobblestone path of her new school, walking aimlessly, her blue eyes hidden behind her glasses, which her eyes were averted at the ground, and at her purple and white vans. She sighed softly, not making one decent friend, but was ignored by mostly by everyone. She was a loner, sure, but she could have friends right? She was wearing a logo shirt, and skiinny jeans that hugged her small bottom, and her shirt covered her perky, medium sized breasts. Around her neck was a black leather collar, which said 'Maya' across it. She wore her collar no matter what. She huffed as she started to head for her dorm, her messenger bag across her chest, and against her leg, sketchbook in arms. She was an artist...
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He sighed, standing slowly and stretching, his long bushy tail slowly waiving back and forth, getting a good breeze to cool him off,Man... how boring... he said, stretching a bit. He moved silently back to the school, slipping inside as the bell rang for the next round of classes. He rarely went to class, finding them too boring, but he liked gym, so he went to that one. He rubbed his neck a bit, finding a knot but unable to get it out as he stepped into the gym.
Thread: New scent... (Private)

She had to return to class, which was gym, and had swimming today. She huffed as she went into the locker room, and stripped putting on her plain black one piece swimsuit. She walked out, her ears folded against her dark brown hair, and walked to the pool by herself. She sat down, and slipped into the pool gracefully, her tail up and swaying. She rolled her eyes at the other girls as she started to swim.
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He moved from the gym to the pool, moving up to the bleachers and watching as the girls began to swim. He yawned a bit, stretching out on the metal as he watched the water. He loved to swim, but didn't like the work, so he was content just watching others do it. He let his eyes travel to the different swimmers, seeing different types of creatures, some smaller, some larger than he was, but he didn't care too much either way.
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Maya slipped out of the water, pushing herself out o the water, and up on her feet, shaking her head, her ears sticking up a bit. She grabbed a towel, and moved to the other side of the pool and over to the bleachers, pulling her towel around her petite, slender body, putting on her glasses. She did own contacts, but dislliked wearing them every day. She pulled her knees to her chest, as she rests her chin down on her knees, her tail swaying, sticking out from under the towel.
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He watched as a girl slipped out of the pool and into a towel. He smiled softly, he had to admit, he had a thing for glasses, but wouldn't admit it. he continued to watch, his tail swishing back and forth a bit as he let the sun start to warm him up again, starting to feel a bit sleepy as he sat still.
Thread: New scent... (Private)

She sighed softly as she yawned, her small cat like fangs showing. She got up, and walked over to the coach, and told her she wasn't feeling well, and went into the locker room, showering off and changing back into the clothes she was wearing before, grabbed her bag and sketch book and moved to the top of the bleachers, sketching the others down below. Its kinda going slow...
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Heh... sorry.. can't find a good opening... He yawned a bit, slowly standing up and stretching, the sun hitting his back and warming it as he pulled off his shirt,Might as well... he said to himself, slipping off his pants and standing in his shorts. He started to head down to the pool, not noticing the slippery bleachers until it was too late. He fell forward a bit,'Damn...' he thought as he fell towards the girl with the notebook, the one who didn't notice him falling.
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She was too caught up in her notebook and sketching as she heard a loud thump, which was heading towards her. She blushed as she felt him fall in her lap, in his shorts only. She had a bright blush across her smooth face, and her ears flattened against her head, in shyness and in liking to the kitsune. S--Sorry.... She stammered, the only thing she was able to get out of her mouth, her little fangs sticking out from the roof of her mouth.
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He opened his eyes softly, looking up at the girl with a soft blush,Oh... no, uh... my bad... he said, moving quickly and sitting next to her,I slipped... wasn't paying enough attention... he said, letting his hand ghost over the back of his neck. He wasn't really too good when it came to girls, he always found himself a bit shy.
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Its alright... my name is Maya.. She said softly, extending her hand, as the purple star tag on her collar glistened in the sun, showing her name around her neck. She blushed shyly, being shy when it came to boys in general, she was always so shy, bashfull, innocent. She shook her head. I should have warned you.. sometimes I just get caught up in my art.... and drawing... She says, motioning to her sketch pad.
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He smiled softly, taking her hand softly,Pleasure. he said softly,I'm Ryu... and it really was my fault... i wasn't paying enough attention... I got a bit clumsy as I was going down to the pool. he said as he saw her scetch pad,I like to draw too... but my drawings are... too personal to show... he said, blushing slightly, they were personal because they where mostly nudes.
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Nice to meet you Ryu.. She nodded, smiling bashfully as she looked away, looking at her own sketch book. Oh thats cool.. She was pretty quiet, not sure on what to say. She looked up at him shyly, nodding. I wanted to work on my art than go swimming. She stated flatly, as she looks at him, her fangs glistening slightly in the sun.
Thread: New scent... (Private)

He smiled softly as he stretched a bit,Well... I'm glad you did... he said as he saw her fangs, smiling a bit and showing his,If you hadn't, I would've probably hit the metal... he said as he stood, his tail swaying back and forth a bit,So I should repay you... how about... lunch, on me? he asked with a soft smile.
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Your the first that has said that.. She admitted softly, plus being this like the only person she has ever talked to at the school, that was her age. Alright, thanks. She nodded slightly, smiling bashfully, looking away.
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He smirked and moved, kneeling and laying his head on her knee,Yay! Can't wait... what do you like? he asked, looking up at her. He really was a puppy at heart, so anytime he made a new friend he got way excited. He couldn't wait to see all the fun things they'd end up doing.
Thread: New scent... (Private)

She felt her cheeks redden as his head laid on her knee, and she looked away bashfully. Anything really.. She said quietly, poking the male's ears, her tail swaying, as her ears pressed against her head, and her eyes looking down at him.
Thread: New scent... (Private)

He smiled softly as he looked up at her, smelling a slightly different scent in the air,Hmmm... anything huh...? he said softly,I know... how about some steaks...? I know a good place to get some... he said as he looked up at her, his ears flicking a bit as she poked them.
Thread: New scent... (Private)

Alright.. She nodded as she blushed, looking at him, making eyecontact, as she looks away quickly, her cheeks reddening bashfully, her glasses sliding down her nose a little. When do yo uwant to go? She asked softly.
Thread: New scent... (Private)

He thought about if for a bit,After a quick swim. he said, moving and jumping into the water with a big splash. He came up from under the water with a big smile, letting the water run off his ears as the sunlight hit him from behind. He looked over at her, smiling a bit as his tail swished the water back and forth,Come on... the water's fine! he called, wanting her to join him.
Thread: New scent... (Private)

She shook her head, because she just got out. She blushed brightly and looked down at her sketchpad, seeing that the form on her paper looked just like Ryu. She watched him, sneaking glances, as she started on a new page of a sketch and doodles.
Thread: New scent... (Private)

He smirked softly,Scaredy cat! he called out as he ducked under the water, swimming around a bit. He enjoyed swimming, it was calming and fun. He opened his eyes under the water, watching all the people around. He smirked a bit as he swam around, moving near girls and pinching their tails playfully as he continued going, knowing it would cause some sort of ruckus.
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No way! I just showered.. She said softly, calling down to him, as she walks down to the water's edge, and starting to sketch bodies in the water. She sighed as she sat on the bench, doodling. She huffed softly, as she draws the figures in the water.
Thread: New scent... (Private)

He smirked a bit, moving to the edge of the water before popping up a bit, looking up at her. He took some water in his mouth and came up, spitting a stream so that it got her feet and calfs a bit before he went back under the water playfully.
Thread: Seven's Scribblings

I've actually shaded this one since scanning it, but I'll have to wait for a new scanner before I can get it for viewing.
Thread: Seven's Scribblings

NOMNOM
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Because everyone laughs at Detective Matthews' pain. Drawn for Ilovegoatse after a cracked out IM conversation.
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sevenpercentsolution said Because everyone laughs at Detective Matthews' pain. Drawn for Ilovegoatse after a cracked out IM conversation. Click to expand... I smiled, so much. -smilegasm-
Thread: Seven's Scribblings

Those are amazing! The Joker one is my favourite.
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I still have no scanner, but my shiny new laptop has a webcam, so I've been using it to photograph the pictures I've drawn lately, and cropped it on photobucket so the quality isn't so awesome.
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It's a little haphazard, I admit, but I plan to do another drawing of Anthony Head in the future.
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How rapeable...
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You have a lot of talent!
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The shaded version.
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D'awww, MalDog is adorable!
Thread: Brutal Morality: A Saw Rp [Goatsexseven]

Desmond had found that he quickly remembered how soft and sweet Amanda was to him. What with how she looked like she wanted to reach in his stomach and pull out his organs so she could tie them to a truck and drive off. Always so nice and pleasant, the screwdriver of course had helped her look like she didn't want to jam it in his other eye socket and have fun making him completely blind. It was times like these that Desmond thought about the decision he made and how there were obviously no regrets or negative feelings at all. It also was probably best that he didn't know about the thoughts going through John's head, as it would've made him quite self conscious about how he was. However, he wasn't looking forward to being around Miklosa, as something just didn't sit right with him about that guy. Alright, sounds good. Running a hand through somewhat damp hair, he was relieved to know that he was slowly being put back together, so at least one thing would feel familiar. Though the opportunity of being put in a room with Amanda that happened to contain a trap of any sort didn't sit to well with him at all. He assumed that she would either bash him over the head till he bled out, or she'd give him a 'hands on' experience of how it works. It made him wish he took more wood shop and mechanical classes so he wouldn't have to spend time with someone who obviously hated his very presence. W... what are you talking about? He asked, nervously laughing, pretending that he wasn't in fact singing exactly like a girl does into her hairbrush. I wasn't singing anything. Desmond didn't bother to make eye contact with Amanda, he knew better than that. Hopefully she would at least let him get away with lying this once. I won't sing anything, anyways. Especially Astley. He was expecting John to defend him in some way and try to quell the anger that was common to this woman, but at hearing no form of that, he realized their dislike for his singing was mutual. At least they didn't see him in the shower, as much relief as that was. I'll pay attention though, don't worry. I'll listen to everything you have to say, Amanda. Which meant 'I'll be quiet so you can't find a reason to become angered with me in any way possible'. It was really a safe thing to do, as opposed to just blatantly making an ass out of himself. After all, she knew the building better than he did, and knew where to hide. Also, he didn't really feel like making conflict and making this all the more difficult for John.
Thread: Brutal Morality: A Saw Rp [Goatsexseven]

John remained where he was, lingering at the workshop table surrounded by his careful blueprints, his deft fingers digging into the mass of gears and springs while Amanda turned fully, regarding Desmond the way a particularly cruel child eyes the ant they have centered beneath their magnifying glass. She tossed down the screwdriver she'd been holding then, and it crashed against the table and echoed through the room, What, aside from the fact you just rickrolled the entire fucking building? Amanda snapped, and then irritably waved Desmond over to her, heading towards an adjacent room, her combat boots stomping along the cement floor, causing a surprising amount of noise for someone as small and thin as Amanda. The room she led Desmond into looked as though it may have been a drama room at some point, an enormous room with a vault ceiling, double doors, and a single desk that was sitting off to the side. There was an enormous steel beam that ran across the roof as a part of the rooms reinforcement, and a ladder had been set in the room to reach it what appeared to be part of a hydraulic engine had been painstakingly lifted to the beam and bolted into place while a long thick chain held two long, thick steel bars that still needed to be bolted into place on the hydraulics. Those, she said, pointing to the steel bars, Have to be bolted to that. She pointed to the hydraulic engine, Normally Hoffman would do it, but he's been working, so - she shrugged with her mouth and held out a pneumatic torque wrench for Desmond, You're gonna do it. And try not to fall off the ladder, it's kind of a long way down and I'd hate to have to tell John that's how you died. Put a little muscle into it too, huh, those bars probably weigh more than you do. And, back in the other room, John was working quietly on the arm piece of a future trap, one that he had initially named the Rack, but Amanda was much more creative with names, so now he mentally referred to it as the Twisting Crucifix - he had already tested out the leg pieces with the dead flesh of sheep - their bone density was more akin to a human's, even if the pig flesh was closer. The trap didn't so much snap the bone as it slowly wound it around itself, causing it to slowly tear at each joint, and he had just down the arm piece to test it, when he realized there was blood on the metal. Suddenly muzzy, John looked down at his hand he was bleeding - not a cause for alarm, the medication he took to manage the symptoms of the cancer had caused his skin to become thin and easily marred, the chemo had made his blood flow heavier, so even the smallest cuts looked worse than they were. He dissappeared into the medical room to clean up the cut, and in his dizziness, failed to notice the thick streak of blood that had followed him across the room.
Thread: Brutal Morality: A Saw Rp [Goatsexseven]

Of course his shame was quite apparent. He looked as though he had been caught naked in the middle of a highway. It was just an awful feeling, and he was really beginning to hate Amanda for easily making him feel this way. For once, the girl was the bully at the playground, pulling everyone's hair and kicking dirt in their eyes. Y.. yeah. I guess I did. He meekly mumbled, following after her. As they were leaving though, he had glanced back at John, wishing he could stay with him instead. After all, he was nice, he wasn't so awfully cruel and rude. As those boots slammed to the ground, he had flinched with every step. Apparently the young man was finally realizing what it was like to be completely whipped by a girl. It wasn't exactly the most comforting feeling in the world. Y.. Yeah, I don't want to fall. He spoke softly, looking up the ladder. He wasn't entirely comfortable with climbing up that ladder when Amanda could've easily pushed it over and killed him in a moment. Something in her tone, also told him she would hardly be sorry about him dying in such a silly way. Nah, she'd be the one encouraging such a death. Grabbing the tool, he started to climb up the ladder, shaking a little every now and then. His glance kept falling to the floor, looking at Amanda as if he was constantly preparing for that long fall. When he had finally reached the top, Desmond sighed loudly. This was a bit more work than he was prepared for. Within moments, he was already exhausted with bolting down the beams. Dammit... The former thief sighed, continuing this annoyingly long job. Anything else you want me to do while I'm up here? He mumbled, looking down at the intimidating woman.
Thread: Brutal Morality: A Saw Rp [Goatsexseven]

Amanda watched she watched each slow, careful step that Desmond took up the ladder, watched his hands shift up the wrungs, and she quietly wished as hard as she could that it would tumble over, that Desmond would hit the ground and his head would splash across the concrete and she could mournfully explain to John that it was an accident without having to lie to him. She hated lying to John, hated hiding the truth from him because he had this way of turning those pale eyes onto her and making her feel like a little girl all over again, make her feel guilty for every white lie she had ever told, made her feel guilty for continuing to lie to John by telling him she had stopped cutting and burning herself. She hated that she kept doing it anyways, even though she feared that one day he would catch her in the act and the trust would be gone entirely - she couldn't lose that, couldn't lose John. She would die if she lost John, she was sure of it. Her thin face was twisted into a miserable, sour expression, her eyes narrowed. And now this fucker was in her life, in their life. She had gotten used to the idea of Hoffman he had been in this before she had been, and Miklosa - well, she hated the fat, greasy piece of shit, but he wasn't around often enough to be a problem. He was brought in only when things were desperate, when his surgical skills were called for and John's hands were too shaky for him to do it himself that was when they called him in, Miklosa, a perverted doctor who had taken advantage of sedated patients. Made Amanda sick. Made John sick too, she could see it every time they were in the room together that John felt queasy just for standing near the man, but being who he was, he reminded himself that a second chance had been given and Miklosa was trying to redeem himself, had sacrificed his own leg to escape the trap he had been put in. He had lived up to the rules. But this guy, Desmond, he had no use. He was only there because he had no where else to go, and as far as Amanda was concerned it would be a mercy killing to send him to the ground right then, after what he'd done - killing a woman and her unborn child, even accidentally, it mirrored John's own story too closely, after John had lost his unborn son to Cecil's irresponsibility. I wouldn't have let you get out. Amanda said conversationally, casually placing a hand on the ladder wrung, Of the trap. I wouldn't have put in a fail-safe. Would've made the drill take your fucking brain out instead of just your eye.