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Thread: Construct loved by Many Faces(PsionicCuttlefish & Micbunny)

Uuuugggnnn, where.... Tam groaned as she awoke to the warm smell of food wafting up from downstairs. After blinking blearily for a moment she shook her head and got out of bed. Although tumbled out of bed would be a more apt description. She yawned and stretched slightly, stretching her arms above her head and letting out a long, tired sounding yawn. I should get more sleep.... she muttered to herself blearily. As Tam went down the stairs she heard the unmistakable sounds of Hardwall working in the kitchen. Even when he was trying to be quite the sound of metal on metal as he used the utensils was impossible to completely silence. How long did I sleep? She called to him as she reached the bottom of the stairs and headed into the kitchen. I feel like a Lightning Rail ran into me.... She complained softly, stretching again and taking in a deep breath, enjoying the smell of eggs and sausage, one of her favorite breakfast meals. As Hardwall finished cooking she sat down in a chair she commented a bit more cheerily. And what is the occasion that you felt I deserved my favorite foods? I told you not to cook it too often or I might get fat. She said with a chuckle, knowing that while she could gain weight, the ability of a changeling to change their body shape meant that even if she did it would not be noticeable, or even matter. Still she liked to at least make an effort to 'watch her figure' like other people did. And how was your game last night? Board still working well I hope? She asked in a chipper conversational tone, having cheered up a lot after waking up a bit more and getting something to eat. After a few moments Tam remembered where she had been last night and what she had been working on and blushed a little. Oh umm.... thank you for getting me to bed last night but... did you see any odd notes or... machinery in my workshop last night? Anything.... out of the ordinary or.... strange? She asked, trying to see if Hardwall had seen, or more importantly had figured out what Tam had been constructing last night.
Thread: Construct loved by Many Faces(PsionicCuttlefish & Micbunny)

Hardwall looked over from the stove he was working on as Tam came down the stairs in a groggy stupor. It was always curious to Hardwall about how most fleshlings went through such a stage of poor functioning in the period of time immediately after awakening. He always wondered why they couldn't simply always operate in ideal capacity at all times, so long as they were properly maintained. At her comment on how she felt, Hardwall tilted his head at her as he flipped an egg in a pan offhand. I highly doubt that. If you were to be stuck by a Lightning Rail moving at speed, I believe you would not survive the experience to know what it felt like. After Tam sat down at a table and Hardwall presented her with the finished meal, she asked him why he had cooked a 'fattening' meal for her, in what Hardwall had come to recognize as a 'playful' voice. Your natural changeling abilities are sufficient to counteract weight gain. Hardwall responded in a casual tone, for a warforged at least. ...And you were quite distressed last night, partially as a result of my actions, so I decided to prepare a meal that you would particularly enjoy. He continued, in a noticiably more measured tone. Internally, Hardwall was thinking to himself. He had come to notice how, over time, he seemed to be going to greater and greater extents to ensure that his employer was content and comfortable. He wasn't quite sure why that was, but by now he was beginning to be aware that he was forming some kind of attachment to Tam beyond simply employer and employee. He found himself working for her not because it was a job, but because he wanted to. He just didn't know why that was, or even what kind of attachment he was beginning to feel towards her. Warforged weren't exactly commonly taught about such things, mostly because many people had no idea warforged were even capable of more complex feelings than battlerage or simple loyalty. As Hardwall went about cleaning up the utensils he'd used, he glanced back in Tam's direction as she inquired about what he knew about what Tam had been working on last night. While her tone wasn't one he heard very often, he could tell that Tam was speaking in a hesitant or 'embarrased' way, a tone usually reserved for when one fleshling didn't want another to know about something, though Hardwall couldn't fathom what Tam didn't want him to know about what she had been working on. I recognized several equations and diagrams as the foundations for a warforged-compatible customization, though I could not discern its purpose, as it appears to be an entirely new one you are creating. When you finish it, you will inform me about it if you intend to, I suppose. Hardwall answered in full truth. Also to inform you, I noticed some pieces of it had been scattered around, so I picked them up and organized them on the desk for when you return to it. He finished.
Thread: Construct loved by Many Faces(PsionicCuttlefish & Micbunny)

Tam nodded, a little relieved. Although why she had been worried she had no idea. Hardwall probably would not have recognized what she was building, or realised the implications even if she had somehow managed to finish it. Well yes I.... I'm working on a warforged component just... an idea that popped into my head. She admitted. And thank you for picking up the pieces. Some of those might have been a pain to replace. So how late was I up anyway? She asked as she got up, taking her plate over to wash it clean. She washed her plate in silence for a moment then finally concluding something in her head. I think today we should leave the shop closed. I doubt we'd get many customers today, and I want to finish this new project. When I get done um.... Tam took in a deep breath then let it out, steeling her nerves. Would you be willing to help me test it? I will need a 'forged to try it out with. As Tam was talking she fidgeted and rocked back and forth slightly on her feet, her body language conveying her nervousness and a little unease, but her voice spoke with more determination than she seemed to feel. A strange mix of emotions playing across her rather plain white face. Her eyes not quite looking at Hardwall directly but glancing at him out of the corner of her eye, or stealing glances when she thought he wouldn't see. This was quite different from her usual more confident or eclectic personality, but then as a Changeling she sometimes had strange moods or behavior swings as the feeling struck. Or over accenting emotions simply to display them better. Besides, she felt more free to show her emotions around Hardwall, after all, he certainly had little body language so she had to do more than enough for the both of them.
Thread: Construct loved by Many Faces(PsionicCuttlefish & Micbunny)

Hardwall was not surprised, as Tam often had new and creative ideas come to her in flashes, he was familiar with her bursts of genius when working on projects. As Hardwall finished cleaning up the things he had used, he answered You stayed up for three hours after you began your work, which was indeed three hours longer than you should have been up. With everything put away, he turned to face Tam and watched her as she continued talking, and slipped into what he recognized as a nervous mood. It wasn't one he saw often in the extroverted and energetic changeling, and he couldn't imagine why she would be nervous now, about a new warforged component. Hardwall tilted his head at her. Very well, if you wish to keep the shop closed today, I could assist you in getting your projects in order, and run errands if you need it. And of course, I would be willing to test out a new component you make, your ideas are always useful and clever...but why do you seem apprehensive about this? I have tested components for you before... Hardwall asked, trying to figure out just why his employer was acting strange. He knew she might not actually tell him, she didn't always do so, but he figured it was harmless to inquire. And he was wondering just what the component was supposed to be, anyway.
Thread: The spice of life (Not looking at the moment)

RE The spice of life Several RP plots Updated with Daddy's little girl.
Thread: The spice of life (Not looking at the moment)

RE The spice of life Several RP plots I'd love to pursue this plot with you. Daddy's little girl Eline has always been daddy's little girl since her mother left them. Pampered by both her father and her older brother, cuddled and kissed and loved. She hasn't realized, however, that they were grooming her for her job when she got to be of age 1617. See, men have urges and in their family, it's always been normal that the women took care of the men. All the men. So when she hits that age, the cuddling suddenly goes a lot further and Eline? She doesn't mind it in the slightest.
Thread: The Journal of FANDOMS!

Here I'll do a little statistics tracking and goofy comments. 3 Stuff like tracking which fandoms are the most popular requests by me without naming people's names and stuff! I'll update daily if I can! Comments and questions are welcome! 3 If the questions involve pealing away someone's anonymity, I will say no. That's not nice. Day 1 OMG THIS SITE IS AMAZING Runs around poking everything THERE ARE SO MANY FRIENDLY PEOPLE LIKE OMG OMG OMG! 3 Squeeeee! Okay. There. Got the school girl out of me for a minute at least. x3 Objectively speaking? This site is well constructed. I like the categorization. o.o Something for EVERYONE! 3 And the PM caps seem really high. 1,000 PM's? That's a lot of messages! More than my phone company would let me keep on my phone anyway. 15 As an age cap is perfectly fine and I don't think I'd be comfortable playing anyone younger than that anyway, despite the fact that I like a wide spectrum of things. That is kind of squeak-inducing. I mean 14 maybe... But definitely no lower. lol. 3 I'll be back when I have some statistics on DAY 2! Excited twirl WHOO! Active RP's 0. Inactive RP's 0. --- Completed 0. --- Abandoned by others 0. --- Abandoned by me, sowwiez 0. Light and Fluffy 0. Dark and Rough 0. Originals 0. Fandoms 0. ---footholder - This is for later. When I have fandom's actually being chosen in RP's and stuff, I will put them in order of most popular to least popular, followed by date of appearance in my inbox. 3
Thread: The Journal of FANDOMS!

Day 4 WHEEEEE SO MANY REQUESTS! REQUESTS EVERYWHERE! O.O! I'll try to warn everyone in my Journal when I have very long work days coming up. x.x I will be very tuckered out on those days and may not have time to respond to RP's. 3 Active RP's 4. Inactive RP's 0. --- Completed 0. --- Abandoned by others 0. --- Abandoned by me, sowwiez 0. Light and Fluffy 2. Uncertain 1. Dark and Rough 2. Originals 0. Fandoms 4. --- League of Legends 1 Light and Fluffy, 1 Dark and Rough. --- Love Hina 1 Light and Fluffy, 0 Dark and Rough. --- Naruto 0 Light and Fluffy, 1 Dark and Rough. --- Mix A mix of fandoms put together! 0 Light and Fluffy, 0 Dark and Rough. 1 Uncertain. Will need to see it play out more before I can call it. 3
Thread: The Journal of FANDOMS!

I have a couple long days coming up, but mostly morning-afternoon shifts. IE Standard faire. I'll have evenings off. Slow and steady wins the race! 3 Day 6 The requests have finally slowed down, I've got plenty of RP's now. I don't think I'll bump my request thread or anything like that until at least a couple of my RP's here wrap up, just to be fair to everyone. Also, I've started to notice a trend. I think I'll have to add a few more base plots of my own, since people seem to struggle a LOT with ideas. Can't just do fandoms... Then again, a lot of people don't even really read the plots either. Maybe I need to reformat them to they look prettier... o.o I also had to abandon my first RP today. Told my partner that I didn't enjoy where it was going and quit. I hated that feeling, but, my partner was... Hrm. A good person, but their style was just so... Incompatible. Put me in a situation where I couldn't really reply much at all and just kept going and going, not slowing, and the dirty talking was very... Limited? It just felt very one sided. No real considerations for me, I don't think. Which isn't an insult to the other person, no, no! They have a great imagination and I wish them luck in the future! 3 I just don't think we make good partners. So, ex-partner, if you're reading this, sorry. 3 ... But... Uhm... PS Calling someone granny, in that sort of situation, it's not very... Uhm... Endearing. It's quite... A mood killer, if I may dare say. Active RP's 5. Inactive RP's 1. --- Completed 0. --- Abandoned by others 0. --- Abandoned by me, sowwiez 1. Light and Fluffy 2. Uncertain 1. Dark and Rough 2. Originals 0. Fandoms 5. --- League of Legends 1 Light and Fluffy, 2 Dark and Rough. --- Love Hina 1 Light and Fluffy, 0 Dark and Rough. --- Naruto 0 Light and Fluffy, 1 Dark and Rough. --- Mix A mix of fandoms put together! 0 Light and Fluffy, 0 Dark and Rough. 1 Uncertain. Will need to see it play out more before I can call it. 3 Final Note The light-versus-dark total count is updated based on active versus inactive. So I could have had a lot of light and fluffy in the past, and it won't display that. The specific fandoms, however, only go up. They still include inactive RP's for the sake of statistics.
Thread: Training Day (Nibbles and Dagger)

Ashley was 15 when she went missing. She was being interviewed for a babysitting job. 6863 Oak Street. The last known location she was seen. Little did anyone know she never left. Ash was a young, innocent, A-student. She didn't party much or do anything against her parents wishes. She was a virgin. Only ever had a few boyfriends, nothing serious either. All that her bright future held was about to be destroyed by one, insidious person, if you could even call it that. Ashley rapped on the door, and quietly said Hello?... Its Ashely, we spoke on the phone? her voice was soft and fragile, much like her tender, hourglass-figure body.
Thread: Training Day (Nibbles and Dagger)

Lauren Ellis smiled as she heard the timid little voice. She finished the call to the newspaper she'd made to remove her ad from the paper. She wouldn't be needing a babysitter for kids she didn't have. Ending the call, she straightened her skirt and fluffed her curled auburn hair. She was tall at about 5'10, and though slim, she had a busty chest with adequate hips. Though she didn't look it, she was strong and ripped. Her only flaw was a nasty scar on the underside of her left arm, which looked like someone had tried to take her arm off. Her violet eyes hidden behind glasses she didn't need, Lauren opened the door to admit Ashley. Good afternoon. Please, come in.
Thread: Training Day (Nibbles and Dagger)

Ashley sheepishly agreed to enter. Being a mere 5'2 Ash was dwarfed and humbled by the tall, gorgeous woman that posed as her employer. The house was well kept, everything in prestine order. Everything was so orderly, Ashley wondered how possibly a single mother could keep it this way with two children. I'm sorry I'm late, my mother held me back for a few chores. pleaded Ashley already So where are the kids?
Thread: Training Day (Nibbles and Dagger)

They'll be along shortly, Lauren replied, smiling. They had afterschool activities that their father agreed to pick them up from. Her eyes trailed all along the windows to make sure all blinds had been drawn. The door automatically locked via the security system, and the house had been built with soundproofing. Please, sit. I'd like to get to know you a little before I for sure decide to leave you with my kids. Lauren moved around to sit in a chair, gesturing to the one across from it for Ashley to settle herself in. The teen was like an imp, petite but curvy and adorable.
Thread: Devil May Cry (Saren Crimson & RebelMoon)

Kate Sterling Half-Devil 25
Thread: Devil May Cry (Saren Crimson & RebelMoon)

Night was falling quickly and the usual crowd was slowly pouring into the local bar. Some of the patrons were growing rowdy by the pool tables, already a little more than tipsy. They wouldnt last much longer before Brandon, the bars bouncer, tossed them out on the street. It was preferred, as no one appreciated the smell of vomit in a place where they wanted to have a good time. Kate was the new bartender there, but she was slowly becoming the mens favorite. Brandon had quickly become her friend, taking her under his wing so to say, and making sure nothing happened. In the few months she had been there, he had quickly become an adopted big brother to her. When he glanced toward the bar, she flashed him a smile before setting up shot glassed for a few guys out on their bachelor party. Once they were taken care of, the redhead surveyed the bar and noted a man that hadnt been helped yet near the end. Grabbing a drink menu and approaching him, she smiled politely and placed it next to him. What can I get for you, hun? She asked. The man slowly looked up at her and answered her smile with one of his own. Just a beer, lass. He replied. In was in that moment that something seemed to happen with his skin. The man sitting in front of her twitched and it was almost as if his skin shivered around his muscles. It made her skin crawl and the tiny hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. Kate recovered quickly, trying to shake off the feeling, Coming right up, she told him as she turned her back to fetch his drink. She returned quickly, feeling uncomfortable when she was close to him. Here ya go, she said with a smile as she placed the sweating bottle down in front of him. He smiled tightly, an edge to his eyes, but said nothing more. Kate turned to busy herself helping the other customers. The night continued on as is usually would. Brandon threw disgruntled people out when they were getting too drunk and others would take their place. Closing time was approaching and the crowd was starting to thin. With Kate being the newest, she rarely closed down the bar. Tonight, she was let out early since it was a week night and she bid her fellow workers a goodnight before gathering her things. Kate, you want me to walk you to your car? Brandon asked her as she made for the front door. Kate smiled at him, her cobalt eyes shimmering in the low lighting, Thats all right, she answered him with a smile, Im just right outside. Be careful and have a good night, he said before giving her a hug. Kate left the bar and made for her car. The stars were hidden from view by pollution of the city lights as well as a thick layer of cloud. There was a static on the air a storm was fast approaching. Kate stopped at her car and stuck a hand in her purse as she searched for her keys. When her fingers finally wrapped around them, she heard the bar door close again, causing her to glance in that direction. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw the man that had twitched at the bar standing there, grinning at her.
Thread: Devil May Cry (Saren Crimson & RebelMoon)

The man watched Kate with a growing hunger in his beady little eyes. It was about this time the woman wished she had let Brandon walk her out. This kind of thing didnt happen often, but when it did, he was usually there to see to it she was safe. Kate feigned a hesitant smile as she reached down to unlock her car door. It was in that moment when she felt something stir on the air around her. What the-? Whatever the occurrence was, it caused her to drop her keys. A rush of panic flooded her system as she quickly reached down to grab them, but when she stood back up, she started. A man with stark-white hair and a red jacket was standing at her side. Everything okay over here? It seems that you attracted an unwanted stalker, lady. Friend of yours? The man asked. Kates glacial hues glanced around him. He had come out of nowhere. Frowning, she focused her attention back on him, though somewhat wary, No, she answered, noting the sarcasm and arching a brow, I served him a couple drinks in the bar is all. The way he was positioned next to her kept his face almost completely in shadow, but stunning blues eyes shone through the darkness. They were arrogant, but full of mischief as well. Her gut told her that she didnt need to be afraid of him, but her head usually overruled that feeling from past experiences. Look, I dont know if youre some do-gooder, but I can just go back inside to get the bouncer to scare him off.
Thread: Maid RP

Hey all, I am back after a long break. Anyone interested in giving this RP a try as part of my return? In short, bump.
Thread: Maid RP

Bumppin to the top!
Thread: Beyond Time (Trixie & I)

Lailah stared out at the sky. Not even the pure blue could escape corruption, and the very heavens themselves bled red, the clouds thick and black with storm and misery. Somewhere out there, lightning flashed, briefly illuminating the writhing, glistening backs of demons as they marched on the last bastion in this world. Her face was already streaked with tears, the last one having fallen long ago, leaving nothing but a dry resolve. ... I have faith in you, my love, Lailah said with a small, warm smile as his hand cupped her cheek, which gradually grew pained. I know that we will know each other again, but it still hurts to leave you behind. I know what awaits you.. she said, clenching her fist on the soft cloth of her robes. ... and it does my heart ill to imagine it. They would tear him apart, but not before bringing him to his knees, before bringing him to the queen, who would break him a thousand times in every way she knew. It hurt her deeply. As their moment was splintered like the doors of their last refuge, her heart skipped a beat. We'll be together again, my love. I know it will always be you, even if it's a bit hard headed... or perhaps because of it, she said with that edge of humor that had been drained from her as the world had been corrupted. As he drew his portal in the air, Lailah would go... but not without one last fleeting kiss to his cheek, before she was through the portal. It winked out of existence behind her, leaving him alone in what would become his tomb. ---- In another time, another place, Lailah came to be. High in the sky, above the town, her wings spread. It was no hard thing to merely hide from the eyes of man, and already, she could sense it. Weak, certainly, but it was unmistakable all the same. They had gone over how she would come to him, and make him the hero he would eventually become, and with her resolve hardened, she glided down to the earth, and where it met the bubbling stream that her past love would surely be fishing by. Lucas Albert, came her voice, soft like a whisper on the wind. She winked back into existence nearby, floating to the ground like a leaf, her wings fluttering open to reveal the robed angel within. I am the angel Lailah and I have come to see you to your destiny. You must come with me, she said... before actually getting a good look at the lad. Goodness... he was... filthy. He hadn't had such a noble bearing when she had originally met him, either, but... For just a moment, the angel looked a little legitimately confused. But she'd already come so far.