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Thread: Cusp of the Maelstrom  [Dev && Nih]

Ragged, beaten, bruised nothing more than the lowest slave, punished for some misdeed. That, was how the prisoner appeared but the world is deceptive and looks only go so far in revealing the truth. No, this man's crimes, serious though they were, were no different then any other Prince his fault was failing and not dying when he should have. He clung to life with a most tenacious grasp, fought his way through torture and deprivation with will intact. They had yet to break him, nor would they ever accomplish the task. There fun was soon to be at a close, there need for him and his skills prevented any continuance of his present condition. The mere thought of it all made his ego flare up as the poor pitiful fool doused in naptha and set ablaze, a fitting comparison for the man that had wrought such havoc upon his own homeland. His plan had worked, for the most part that last fail safe that would see him through the end of the day and safely into another, another far from the cramped, stone room he was housed in. His comforts restored to him and a normalcy much desired. In the distance he heard the sounds of movement it was not time for any changing of the guard and a hand had not been laid upon him for several days, so it wasn't some impromptu adventure in testing human endurance. His pulse quickened in anticipation, the hour was dawning. The last piece was set in play and so the freedom he sought would beckon and embrace him. It would not be very much longer tell he plied his most cunning trade once more. He kept his eyes cast down, to give an appearance of a demurred nature, as the door swung noisily open and he knew who it was they had sent to parley with him. Cala, such a fine warrior, he could smell her fear which was equally matched by her desire to kill him. The very air was filled with tension and prickled his flesh he could always tell when she was about for the murderous intent she held for him, it was an intoxicant to his senses. Every move she made was calculated to prove herself worthy of all she had gained even if she had already earned the adoration of the populace and the indispensability of a hero. She had accomplished what no other had done before, what many had died in vain to achieve the capture of the man now bound in fetters before her. His eyes ravaged her body as he studied her and mused upon what her opening move would be in their little game. When it was delivered it was as simple as it was inviting. A single word cast off like some arcane cantrip set him loose and Hyakinthos set himself up in as much composure as could be achieved in his chained state. The noble blooded traitor leered at his captor as a predator and grinned madly. It was begun. Cala, how good of you to visit, please have a seat so that we might discuss the dreadful business this whole affair has brought down upon our heads. How might one so humbled as myself be of service? Cold grey eyes gleamed as the question hung in the air.
Thread: Gamergirl's Request thread. [REMADE]

RE Venture into my Lair! Revival spirits, please bump this thread!
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RE Venture into my Lair! I'll do a post apocalyptic with you .
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RE Venture into my Lair! Are you into futas?
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RE Venture into my Lair! Biles said Are you into futas? Click to expand... Sent messages to both of you. BUMP.
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RE Venture into my Lair! Hello there. I'm relatively new myself and am looking to make some fun partners, and you seem rather interesting...so if you would like, I would love to work something out with either a futuristic setting or something in a fanfiction area. Youngish characters work fine for me. I also play switch so I can be a dom or a sub depending on your mood at the time. Hope to hear from you.
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RE Venture into my Lair! Whacks the thread repeatedly with tha bumphammer. 3
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RE Venture into my Lair! I call upon the bump power.
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I have made a COMPLETE REMAKE of my request thread. also, bump.
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Thanks for the bumps. Takes out wrench and toolbox. Sentries. . Also, Bump.
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Thread: Karnal Kombat

Two Roommates Sought. Two-story 3-bedroom house near campus. Wanted Financially capable, intelligent and interesting people. Personal hygiene is a must. Must be capable of conversation, cooking, cleaning. Good taste and table etiquette strongly recommended. Monic sat back in the wooden chair and stewed over the most recent concoction. Too wordy. No not wordy enough? Needs to be more specific, with less words. Fuck me, I've gotta be over-thinking this. She leaned forward again, crossing her legs. Ehhh. Think, Monax, think. Gotta put some 'me' into this. Augh this sucks ass, I need some air. she grumbled, standing up and walking to the back porch. She opened the door and breathed in some foul winter air, shivered and promptly shut the door. Now I'm awake. Right. Good. I still can't think of a damn th wait I got it. She sat down at the table again and revised the ad. Two Roommates Sought. Two-story 3-bedroom house near campus. Wanted Financially capable, intelligent and interesting people. Personal hygiene is a must spray-on tans expressly forbidden. Must be capable of conversation, cooking, cleaning, occasional drinking. Good taste and table etiquette strongly recommended. Geeks welcome! She meekly raised her arms in victory. It was somewhat depressing. Alright then. Two new roommates Survey says - POST AD Monic stood up again, stretched, and looked at her watch. I can't believe I wasted ten whole minutes on that thing. She wrinkled her nose and picked up her laptop to bring it back to her room. Frankly, her room was beyond distracting. Speaking of which she might think about cleaning her room. After all, she'd posted in the add that she was looking for people with personal hygiene. She kicked open her bedroom door, which had a cork message board covered in to-do lists and upcoming band listings. Monic paused, and checked the message board, setting her laptop down on the desk just beyond the door. She swiped her sable black bangs out of her eyes and peered furiously at the band listings. Dammit. DAMMIT. Ragequit was playing yesterday and I missed it! Missed it, missed it. Yet, something else caught her eye. Oh but Lord Baphomet's playing tonight... Monic slipped down the hall into the bathroom, and peered into the mirror. She leaned forward, her gray-blue eyes scanning her lips. The vertical labret, freshly pierced not a week prior, seemed to be holding up very well. Mosh-capable? Nothing to do but field-test it. Black tanktop probably enough cleavage skinny jeans and bullet belt also present and accounted for. She bounced down the stairs and hopped to the door, grabbing a black jean jacket saturated with patches. Bye house she said, shutting the door, and locking it of course, It's mosh time!
Thread: Karnal Kombat

Music blasting, the newly bought headset placed carefully on the young males head. It wasn't just ordinary music, or that techno stuff most others listened to. The music in his ears were Finnish, Danish or English, to be more precise Korpiklaani, the finnish folk metal that dominated the world, Svartsot, a Danish viking metal band and, lastly but not least, Winter's Verge, an english pirate metal band. It was what was always rolling through the speakers of the surround sound headset, bought for last months wages. He lived most of his life behind the computer, at least according to his mother. But currently he was searching around, looking at some of the online newspapers until something struck his eyes. The brown orbs hovered over the small article for a moment, roommate's needed or somewhat like it. He smirked at the thought as he looked it up, deciding to read it. Though it caught him off guard, he smelled his own armpit just to check the hygiejne part, wrinching at it as he then laughed. He could pull it off better as he saved the website with the add. The next few days went with his usual routine, school, gaming, casting games and commentating, but he returned to the add, anxious about it as he then suddenly decided to put in his reply for it. Hello Monic I would like to apply for the sharing of your house. I'm a stable guy, hoping to finish my time in college without having to redo any years. I'm currently studying programming as I wish to settle with designing games. I'm 19 years old, got a stable job and I'm reliable when it comes to cooking. I will most likely object a bit to cleaning, but I would trade it for cooking more. If you wish we can set up a meeting of some sort and I can see the place and meet you. On a side note, I'm a gamer, I also cast and commentate my games online so I will be spending a lot of time doing that when I'm not at school or working. Yours Max Email goes here He held it back for half an hour, debating with himself to the sound of loud music in the background as he then felt his heart skip a beat, the send button had been clicked without him noticing as he leaned back with a sigh. He felt relieved, knowing he'd finally done it and was hoping to move out of his parents house very soon. The young male then got up to undress and shower before it was time for is daily commentary and cast of a few games.
Thread: Karnal Kombat

Cold... a strong breeze... and plenty of moonlight, perfect for Parkour. It had taken her awhile, but she had managed to purchase a fairly sophisticated cam corder with a motion sensor that actually tracked and moved when it sensed something. Vanessa took a deep breath, stretching her legs and arms out, it had been a few weeks since she had managed to get some free time to herself. Right then... let's do this! She said, activating the camera. It was in a higher position, there was plenty of room to move around and akward ledges to leap from. She panted heavily as she came to a skidding halt in the middle of the area where she had started, clutching slightly at her arm. It was bruised, but not seriously injured. She grinned up at the camera, which had audio as well. Heh... guess that's... what I get for taking such a long break, eh? All is well, just a little blood, no worries. Until next time, Van, signing out She said, turning the cam corder off. The video was twenty minutes long, cutting it short because she had landed badly on her left arm after a roll. She still managed to climb up the wall easily enough, retrieving her camera and gingerly making her way back down to the ground, pausing for a few minutes to catch her breath before returning home. She snuck quietly back into the small apartment building, rubbing at her arm still as she made her way to her room, setting the camera down on the counter and plugging it into the computer. She grabbed a soda from her mini-fridge and took a seat in her chair, logging on and uploading the video. While she was waiting for it to load, she browsed through the viral video sites she liked, and some blogs. One in particular catched her eye, posted a day or two ago. She blinked and looked at teh clock, noting that it was now midnight. Her eyes widened and she grinned, immediately stating a a response e-mail. Hey, Monic. Responding to your blog looking for room mates. Almost missed it, really hoping there's still room. I have a stable job as a music store clerk and i'm taking courses for a philosphy major. I do Parkour, or free running, and taking care of personal hygiene is very important in keeping my self in shape too. I can cook well enough, and clean up after my self. I also run a site where I post my videos, viral videos, games, love 'em all. Pretty handy electrician too. So, if there still might be a chance for me to get in, give me an e-mail. Look forward to hearing from you soon Vanessa She nodded to herself and sent the message, her video having finished uploading at the same time. With that done, she smiled, crossing her fingers that she got the room, finally able to be out under her own power, sort of.
Thread: Karnal Kombat

Monic hunched in front of her computer and dragged her half-closed eyes over the screen. Four days and not a single she sat up straight and smiling, demeanour suddenly bright. Caught one! Hello Monic I would like to apply for As she read, her eyes drooped and she raised an eyebrow. 'A gamer, huh? You better be good, uh' Yours Max ' 'Max'. I am going to want a challenge.' she thought, smiling. She'd recently picked up a PS3 and a couple of the most violent games she could find, Killzone 2, Resistance 2, Manhunt, and on some whim, Gran Turismo 5 she'd already pieced together an HD TV and an entertainment system, now all she needed was Player 2. But she wasn't particularly keen on his reluctance to cleaning duties. In fact, she made a note of it. She stood up and walked down the hall, slid down the banister, walked into the kitchen, stared at the calendar as she opened the fridge blindly. No more beer? She frowned, and ducked into the fridge. No more beer. She closed the fridge and wrote onto the attached magic-marker board, 'buy beer ASAP'. A thought struck her. There might soon be others living there, might be advisable to find out what they like to drink. When Monic returned to her computer, she'd gotten another email. 'This one's from she scanned the email, ' Vanessa? Cute name. She re-read the email, this time paying attention. 'Parkour, huh? Sporty, stable job, intellectual eeee, a girl, it's about time!' Monic considered it for a minute. So, a gamer she had the inkling suspicion that he may be a bit of a shut-in or something. She'd have to be tough on him, and admittedly, she was sort of looking forward to it. It was nearing the end of the month and if she wanted a strong deposit she'd have to let them move in before the rent-payment day. But that brought up yet another issue how would she get their money? She owned the house, but she didn't want to intimidate them with the fact. Certain flatmates in the past hadn't liked the idea of living with their landlord. Wait! She still had the 'coffee shop fund', maybe if they paid their checks out to that one Yes, that would do quite nicely. She opened up a new message and began to write. Max, Thank you for your interest As it happens, the space is available. If I may ask, with whom are you employed? I'm definitely okay with gaming, so long as it doesn't interfere with your share of the house work. I'd love to meet with you, actually. If you'd like to see the house, drop by at address anytime between 11 and 2 tomorrow, thursday or sunday, and I'll show you around the house. If those times don't work for you, feel free to let me know, and we'll work something out. Looking forward to meeting you. Thanks, Monic She cracked her knuckles and pressed send, then got to work on a second message. Vanessa, No, you're in good time, there's still a vacancy for you. Everything sounds in order, actually, so if you're interested in seeing the house, you can drop by tomorrow, thursday or sunday anytime between 2 and 5, and I'll give you the tour. Hope to hear from you again. Thanks, Monic Monic hoped she didn't seem too polite, or too eager.
Thread: Karnal Kombat

Max returned from his shower to the sound of the email bing. He shrugged it off for now, putting on some clean clothes as he then dumped down into his chair. He put his headset on, deciding for a game before he checked it. His game went smooth, for some reason the brackets had set him up aganist a lower league player, leaving him with a great advantage and within soon his opponent had been crushed. After the usual 'gg' and leave, he sighed. It wasn't worthy of being commented on so he didn't save the replay as he closed his game down and opened his email. Seeing it was from Moniq who had put up the add, he interestingly begun reading it. He then opened up the reply box, seeing the line of messages that begun with his own as he then typed in Moniq I currently work as at a restaurant, helping out in the kitchen or waitering. As it is, I'm hoping to receive a promotion to waiter soon, which is what's causing me to say I would like to cook over cleaning. When it comes to gaming, I'm hoping to do some when I have classes off so hopefully it won't take up that much time. I'll be sure to drop by tomorrow, I don't have work there unless my boss calls so I'll see if I can get a ride. Max Finishing it off, he clicked the send button before returning to his gaming, he needed those really good games that he could cast. Even when he was finished, he had only had one game he found worthy of doing and he had uploaded it instantly after before going to bed, falling asleep quickly. The next day, he slipped out from under the covers, checking his schedule quickly as his mom brought him some breakfast. After the usual discussion about his sleeping times, she left, leaving him to his usual routine of checking videoes online and looking at some tournaments. He would've told Moniq that he made the most money from gaming, but he figured she would think he was too into it to focus on working around the house with her and the other flatmate as the add had stated two spots. He then dressed quietly, pulling his iPod from the cloth cover and putting the earphones in his ears and the plug in the iPod as he then left the room, locking it after him to keep his pesky smaller sisters out. He went to get his coat, a long black trenchcoat as well as his shoes before he left to find his way to Moniq's place. He was there at half past 11, moving to the door as he turned the music on and removed the earphones. He was tall, around 5'8 with a gentle face and a bright smile as he rang on the doorbell, hoping Moniq would be home even if the trenchcoat could possibly scare her a bit.
Thread: Karnal Kombat

Bleary-eyed Monic opened up her email and clicked on the first thing she saw. Oh hey, look at that. thought Monic, I'm expecting a visitor anytime between She checked the clock. Oh look at that, she'd overslept again. It was just after 11. Five minutes ago and two this afternoon. Grand. Yawning, stretching her arms and back, she lazily crawled into fresh clothes skinny blue jeans and tight-ish black t-shirt, looked in her mirror, tousled, un-tousled and retousled her hair. She yawned again and walked over to the bathroom, did her dailies and walked out looking, if not feeling, slightly fresher. She prepared some cereal, sat down, devoured it, hopped back up the stairs and put on her least fierce boots and most professional belt. She shook out her head for the last time, and the doorbell rang. For a moment, she hesitated, then forced her eyes open, tried to smile, and gradually made her way to the front door. She peered through the peep hole at the bloke standing outside. Hello, Max. I hope you're pleasant. she thought. She opened the front door and managed a light smile not creepy, nor morose. Professional. She reached out her hand to the guy standing on her doorstep. Max? Pleased to meet you. she said, chipper demeanour finally kicking in.
Thread: Karnal Kombat

Max was a patient waiter, he didn't ring a second time but just as he was about to, the door was opened. He found himself looking into the face of a female with a quite pleasant approach towards him. That's me, I take it you're Monic? He asked back, his hand extending and shaking hers quickly. He had a gentle look on his face, though his grip was a bit loose. Nice to meet you as well. He added after a short moment, his accent having a hint of british in the back of it as he stepped inside. It didn't take long for him to remove the trenchcoat, revealing a black t-shirt beneath, hanging loosely and a pair of slightly baggy jeans. His shoes were a pair of normal sneakers though if he found it a bit chilly, he had a pair of black hiking boots, easily mistaken for what metalheads usually walked aorund with. He slipped out of his shoes, letting her decide what would happen when as he had a calm and relaxed expression, easily mistaken for him being cold. So, what do you do to keep this place? He asked her, looking around and finding it quite spacey and nice. It would be hard to keep it all clean, but he was hoping he wouldn't have to do as much of it as of cooking. In fact his mind was set on getting the deal to sound with him being more of the chef than helping cleaning. Somewhere in his head, it was wrong of him though, and he knew it as he somehow felt that he would have to do cleaning as Monic didn't seem to be that much into it. He had a longing for spending his free days with gaming, one of them was today but he knew he had to do this if he wanted to get rid of living at his parents place. He watched her, trying not to seem like he was staring as she was indeed pretty in his eyes. He had noticed the message board, though not the messages on it and he found it already nice to consider living with two others. It would be a challenge but he thought himself up for it.
Thread: Karnal Kombat

She smiled. I am. C'mon in. she said, shaking his hand firmly, and, with just the very slightest hint of sarcasm, Nice trench coat. Don't own one myself, but nice. Anyways, this is the house, Monic walked to the left, Main dining area and living room, complete with HD TV and PS3 of course. I hope you're into consoles. Down here, She continued, opening a door at the end of the elongated room and entering the small hallway intersection, are the washer and drier, in this room, the door at the end also opens to the back yard, and then theres a door around the corner in there that leads to the second bathroom. Both bathrooms have a bathtub, which is nice. In here is the office, printer and scanner, and one of the game servers I run. She turned around and walked down the hall a bit, opening another door, The basement's mostly just a storage area with the furnace and such, not a lot of space in there. She led him back towards the door but turned left towards the kitchen. Kitchen, fridge is usually stocked with beer but ah I ran out. Oh, speaking of which turning around quickly and putting on her best 'snide flirty smile', What kind of beer do you drink? If, that is, you drink it. Monic pointed her thumb over her shoulder, Also, the other back door leads onto the deck. Backyard's kinda sloped, so there's two doors out. Not a lot out there, there's a barbecue and a toolshed, but the toolshed's just filled with porn. She turned to the stairs and started making her way up. Hah! she thought, I wonder if he caught that. Monic bounded up the stairs with little effort, well and ultimately aware that he was probably staring right at her butt. And finally, sighed Monic, running her tongue across the back of her lip piercing, These are the rooms. Mine is at the end, bathrooms's right here, knocking on the door behind her, And your room would be one of these two. I take it you're into metal? Monic raised her eyebrow and stared him right straight in the eye with a very sly smile.