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Thread: Vampiric Twins ( Kara and Viktoff Samson )

You're going to make up for all of these years lounging around when you're fixed up! Vincent responded with a grin, showing his teeth with a clear sense of humor. It was obvious to Vincent, at least, that he didn't consider his brother being so physically ill as just lounging around. This was a strange twist on sarcasm and a bit of a dark joke, all just to see if his brother still had his wits about him to tell if it was just raw silliness or if he'd get a rise out of the frailer male. We're both stubborn. I'm just jacked, and fast, and slightly more handsome. You didn't stand a chance on talking me out of it and you know I'd drag your lousy ghost ass back from the dead if you croaked on me. And that'd get us both into a lot more trouble than what I have in mind now. He continued in direct response, losing a little bit of steam as he guided his brother past his bedroom and to the guest room that Vincent initially planned on sleeping in alone. Maybe mother and father just started saying what they thought you wanted to hear, since it's clear your health won't let you keep up an argument all day. They're just not as hardcore as your big twin brother, and I don't give a fuck if you get winded so-long as you cave and we make everything better. You'll have a whole damned live to make me pay for thinking like that, but at least I'll have you. He chuckled softly, speaking the last part much more quietly as his bravado wavered slightly at the mention of keeping him around. Here we are. He spoke up, making his brother lay in the bed that was most likely unfamiliar. Like the old times. He commented again, climbing in from the other side to hold his brother in his arms. The softer, just ever so slightly smaller male being firmly hugged as though they were kids again. And speaking of masks, I might have one in mind. I'll fetch it in the morning. Before we leave, that is.
Thread: Vampiric Twins ( Kara and Viktoff Samson )

Eric looked at him listening while he talked. He then followed him leaning on him a bit. All the walking he had done showing on his face as he sweated a little and his face was more pale than usual. He looked at him and laughed. Definitely can make up for the lounging around. He noticed his teeth and chuckled some more. He heard him say how they were stubborn and then chuckled at his comment about himself. That's physically impossible. We're both handsome. Unless...you count the sick thing. Then I guess that does make you more handsome. He laughed and looked around. He heard Vincent talk about their parents and looked at his hands trying to think. He then heard his last sentence and frowned softly nuzzling him. I am not going anywhere brother. Not for a while. He said softly. He was shivering slightly as his body tried to keep him from falling down. He then felt him have him lie down and looked surprised as he did so. He then smiled at him as he crawled into the bed and looked at him as he held him. What are you planning on doing that would cause you to need a mask? He asked him looking curious. He nuzzled his head into Vincent's shoulder.
Thread: Vampiric Twins ( Kara and Viktoff Samson )

Vincent's eyebrows practically folded against each other at his brother's last comment. The frail boy even said, just moments prior, that he'd wear a mask if he had too. And now he's asking why Vincent would need one? The only way to make logical sense of this would be if Eric confused the line of dialogue as though Vincent already had said mask and he was putting it to use. Not that he's not used masks to shield his identity when he was up to no good. Not that he hadn't already had exactly the right mask in mind for this job because he already thought of using this precise possessed mask for a certain kind of job in the past. Because these facts were surely true. Vincent just figured it was possible that Eric forgot stating that he'd even wear one. The mask isn't in my hands now, brother. I wouldn't have much use for one anyway, so I am going to fetch you one in the morning. Before we head out on a special case of vampire hunting. Vincent winked before hugging his brother's face to his chest. And shh, you! We both know I am the more handsome one by default sickness or not. One of us had to have been the shinier penny. It's just the fact of life. And thanks to your brilliant older twin brother, you'll have more life left to learn to appreciate that. He teased more, not suffocating the boy but certainly making it difficult to respond as he held him so firmly. Only playing with Eric a little more until it'd come time for them to shut their eyes and rest for the night.
Thread: Vampiric Twins ( Kara and Viktoff Samson )

Eric looked at him and chuckled softly. Oh right. He said gently and smiled at him. He looked into his eyes and blushed a little. He then gasped as he felt him pulling him into a hug. He lay there and smiled softly. He then felt his face going into his shirt. Your squishing me big bro. He said softly as he kept him there. He listened to him and chuckled some more. Okay okay.' He said while laughing. He then thought for a minute and licked his chest to see how he would react. He began to feel sleepy though. His eyes closing and he held him as he went limp. His breath coming out wheezily. He nuzzled him coughing every so often as it was a bit hard for him to breathe.
Thread: Vampiric Twins ( Kara and Viktoff Samson )

When you can fight back, you earn the right to not be smothered. Vincent responded to his brother's protests, knowing full well that his brother can breath and that was fine enough. There wasn't a notable response to the lick to Vincent's chest, but it was possibly clear that there wasn't a negative reaction either as he held his brother until they both fell asleep. In truth, Eric's always been more-so on the cuter side. Had they both been equally healthy and followed the same dietwork out they'd probably both look exactly like Vincent, but his little twin brother was always slightly less manly and it showed to those paying attention. It didn't help that they had the same colors and overall shapeheight, so if they wore the same clothes it could be quite the mix-up. But, if they went topless the difference was night and day. Vincent was a hunter unlike any other. In fact, he's read about and followed their family line going so far back that he was certain that he had significantly more of a hunter quality than any other. He had a theory that a number of hunters within the current association was almost entirely and purely mundane humans. Perhaps this was confusing for those not paying close enough attention, but there was a certain genetic quality that enabled hunting vampires as a possibility. Maybe since their missions included less and less seek and destroy, and more and more cattling together lowly feeble feral vampires with so little connection to true vampires that all the had in common was fangs and a mind-rattling need for blood... Vincent had to stop thinking about it as he drifted off to sleep. --- Vincent burst in through the front door as he stretched his arms wide with quite the mystic kitsune mask in his hands. I said shush, you! He spoke the the mask as he fished out his black coated hunter gun. You and I both know you stop existing with one little shot from this bad girl. And I advise you to shut-The-Fuck-Up. Either that, you go back to the vault and continue doing nothing the rest of your miserable non-expiring life. He spoke the mask some more before tossing it into a black bag and slipping it into one of the two duffel bags he had packed. They had a ride in the form of one of the aunts who was waiting with the car running out in the driveway. Errrriiiiiiic. Vincent raised his voice as he headed up the stairs. We both know you're more capable of moving in the mooooooornnniiing. Up-time, up-time. Lazy birds don't get breakfaaast! He yelled for his brother, figuring the boy was still asleep as he moved into the room he left the boy in. It was time to go, and he lied to their aunt for her participation. As a non-hunter, she couldn't get in trouble for helping them get off the radar nice and quick.
Thread: Summer’s Last Hurrah

sounds like fun.
Thread: Summer’s Last Hurrah

AndNich123 said sounds like fun. Click to expand... Got an idea for a character in mind?
Thread: Summer’s Last Hurrah

Yeah. I could. Let's see if this gets more interest.
Thread: Summer’s Last Hurrah

I'd be interested if there is room for a Dad type, perhaps the guy that owns the cabin. Starts off more in the background but so far sounds like an awful lot of temptation!
Thread: Summer’s Last Hurrah

xavierrol said I'd be interested if there is room for a Dad type, perhaps the guy that owns the cabin. Starts off more in the background but so far sounds like an awful lot of temptation! Click to expand... Maybe? We'll see how many people are in.
Thread: Summer’s Last Hurrah

I'd be in for this as well. I'd love to get some cheating scenes in as folks realize this will be the last time they see certain exes, old crushes, etc before they head off to new jobs or colleges.
Thread: Summer’s Last Hurrah

I am also interested, if I can play the girl who is always getting the short end, and this time everyone will be putting her in her place... Kind of the sub girl from school, who is always bullied... but this time she will be fucked too. Another take on the same idea is that the girl starts from the opposite end, being the Queen of the class, group, school, and the people want to take her down a lot of pegs...
Thread: Summer’s Last Hurrah

Well that's a fair bit of interest, I'll throw up a character thread soon?
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Room for one more?
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If this is still open, I would like to play
Thread: Summer’s Last Hurrah

Alas,I don't k ow if it is. If someone else is interested in being in charge, could another thread be started?
Thread: Summer’s Last Hurrah

Well... Not many people posted any interest and no one offered up any characters or anything to start plotting with. Also it's now the middle of winter, so the notion lost some of it's luster I must admit.
Thread: Summer’s Last Hurrah

Seems like a cool idea. If the thread is still open, I would like to play a nerd boy, almost always lost in the wonders of the universe.but this time, he is determined to make some new friends. I would say, aged around 20. A lean body, dark hair and similar eye colour. Last edited Jan 21, 2019
Thread: Summer’s Last Hurrah

I'd like to play as well. Female for me, not sure what she's like yet though.
Thread: Summer’s Last Hurrah

randomthoughts said Seems like a cool idea. If the thread is still open, I would like to play a nerd boy, almost always lost in the wonders of the universe.but this time, he is determined to make some new friends. I would say, aged around 19. A lean body, dark hair and similar eye colour. Click to expand... MessedupRp said I'd like to play as well. Female for me, not sure what she's like yet though. Click to expand... AndNich123 said Alas,I don't k ow if it is. If someone else is interested in being in charge, could another thread be started? Click to expand... Fill out some profiles, I'll get an IC thread going perhaps? For myself... Name Alexandra Kim Appearance Image Age 19 Attitude Smart, sporty, a little bit stuck up, the girl whose parents own the property. Likes Boys with a little bit of confidence, metal music, athletic activities. Bi-curious and wonders what it would be like to get gangbanged, though she won't admit either of those things easily. Dislikes The Jock Stereotype, 'emo' girls, people that are always too serious. Relationships Can be filled out later
Thread: Summer’s Last Hurrah

Ooh, nice. I'm flip-flopping between two characters. Either a preppy kind of girl or a more hippie-ish girl... Decisions decisions...
Thread: Summer’s Last Hurrah

The profile I was thinking Name James Bradshaw Appearance Couldn't do it. some sort of error. Age 20 Attitude Laid back, smart, creative, confident about things he knows but always willing to learn new things, slightly introvert. Likes Books, Library, Track and field, people who likes to use their brain. But that's all he will publicly accept. What is won't is, getting a little touchy feel maybe by the lake on the college ground, being friends with people with liberal mindset, exploring his own sexuality and a thousand things he want to explore about sexuality . Dislikes Bullies, a lazy day, super ripped off boys what are those muscles complementing for? Relationships Not sure Yet.
Thread: Summer’s Last Hurrah

randomthoughts said Appearance Couldn't do it. some sort of error. Click to expand... Try uploading the image to a hosting site like imgur?
Thread: Summer’s Last Hurrah

Nope, the same issue. Maybe I can try to send it to you and you can post it here? Kaybee said Try uploading the image to a hosting site like imgur? Click to expand...
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randomthoughts said Nope, the same issue. Maybe I can try to send it to you and you can post it here? Click to expand... Sure, send me a link?
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View The link for my reference.
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See more Name Barbara Sinclair Appearance look in the spoiler Age 19 Attitude perky, kind, creative, adventerous, reserved around new people but very laid back and open with people she's comfortable with. Likes nice people, art, comics, bi-curious and very curious about experimenting sexually. Dislikes rude people, alpha malesfemales Relationship Not sure yet.
Thread: Summer’s Last Hurrah

Wow we got at least three solid responses. That's fantastic!!
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So at least we'll have a threesome, if we can't bolster it with more people I'd be happy to play more characters
Thread: Question I'm probably missing a setting someplace...

So, I've been gone since before the fancy upgrade and I'm learning all the changes. One thing I can't seem to alter is that when I go to my conversations from the Inbox tab... it doesn't take me to the inbox, it takes me to ALL the conversations. Since I track my RPs by what I keep in the inbox, this is making me twitch. Is there a setting someplace to make conversations default to 'Inbox' rather than ALL the foldersconversations?
Thread: Question I'm probably missing a setting someplace...

Bookmark your inbox and go to that instead. I could add another quick link or something somewhere...
Thread: At the Mercy of the Beast (SuperSrs/MajorMario)

The cave bore with it a peculiar dampness, the humid causing goosebumps to sprout upon Gwens arms as she slowly trudged through the knee-deep water. A faint grimace rested upon chapped lips, gray eyes darting to and fro as they did their best to pierce the near-suffocating darkness. In one, gauntleted, hand the young woman grasped tightly a lantern. Yet even that steady light would only do so much at granting her steady passage. Her other hand gripping tightly at the hilt of her blade she softly chewed her lip as the muscles in her body grew ever tenser. The villagers had told her that the cave network that the monster called home was a maze, and yet even still the young knight find herself taken aback. It felt as though shed been wandering for hours now and even still, Gwen Astoria found herself taking in new sights. Each time it felt as though she were nearing the center shed find herself beset by yet another series of twisting tunnels. Am I...truly prepared for this? A faint sight slipped from her lips as she to a steady stop, pressing her back up against a wall slick with water. Two months shed been on this beasts trail, the journey from the capital taking up most of that time. From there itd been a matter of going to and fro between the local coastal villages, picking up whatever tidbits that she could about the beastie. Accounts of the creature were few and far between, the countless tales spinning a bizarre yarn. Some claimed it to be a massive dragon, others a beautiful siren who could kill with a mere kiss. There was precious little consistency between each description, and half-the-time Gwen was half-convinced that the supposed monster sightings were all just some elaborate jest. Yet the missing people, and terrified looks shed seen, were enough to make her believe it all. It might not have been a ferocious dragon or beautiful siren, but there was something lurking within these caves. And Gwen meant to put an end to it. Her mentors wouldve scolded the young woman for attack with so little information, and yet desperation overcame common sense. This was her chance. This was how she was going to earn the admiration, the fame, that Gwen knew that she so richly deserved. Tired limbs rested she pushed herself off the wall, armor rustling slightly as she began to trudge through the water with renewed vigor. Hand still ready to draw her blade the passage would slowly begin to open up, and Gwen would soon find herself arriving on the edge of an open chamber. The ground dipped a bit, the water growing deep enough to where it seemed to skirt her waist. The faint sound of shuffling at the far end of the chamber drew Gwens attention, and with a hint of hesitance the knight would take a step forward. Show yourself. The hiss of metal echoed over the swishing of water as she drew her blade, lantern light bouncing off fine steel. Youve nowhere else to run, beast. By order of the Sol Abbey, your life is now forfeit.
Thread: At the Mercy of the Beast (SuperSrs/MajorMario)

This cave was a maze that very few could travel through and not wind up getting lost in. The entrance to the cave and the many meters beyond it were natural and thus easy to understand, but once water was thrown into the picture it didn't take a genius to realize that everything beyond had been carved out. Whether by man or monster, the tunnels, dark, dank and damp with moisture and odd fumes, ran deep into the earth in so many directions, or at least that was what it seemed. In reality there had been a seal placed to keep wanderers at bay- a seal that could be removed or temporarily disabled by any novice magician. But for Gwen, the plucky knight, the seal was bypassed not by cunning, skill or magical ability but by sheer tenacity as the 'endless tunnels' had run out of dips, curves and turns to convince Gwen to flee. If she wanted to head in, she would face no opposition up to the point where she arrived in the central chamber. The main chamber of this cave complex was decorated with leafy ferns and other full plants while mushrooms and biolumenescent ivy strands crept up the rock walls. Sparks of life, either fish or the beast itself, flickered deep in the water. It was unknown just how deep the water was in this chamber losing one's footing in this place could spell a knight's doom by drowning. Fortunately for Gwen there seemed to be a raised portion of rock that formed a path right down the center of the chamber to the opposite end. Thanks to natural- or unnatural- lighting the chamber was illuminated just enough so Gwen could make out a vague figure at the opposite end of the chamber. Twisting shapes, churning and pulsing, begged to be brought into the light, though perhaps it would be for the better if they were never gazed upon. Either way, when Gwen made herself known with sword at the ready and a lantern to guide her path, she would be greeted not with the mocking tone of her quarry but with a frightened gasp and whimper. Monsters didn't react like that supposedly. A timid voice called out to Gwen from the opposite end. Hello? Hello?! On closer inspection, there appeared a figure strung up against the far wall. A young woman of sorts , dirty, wet and in the nude with her full breasts heaving with each ragged, frightened breath. Her legs were wrapped up in a coil of thick green tentacles while her arms were held above her head by another, smaller set of tendrils as if she was a prisoner. As she began to squirm, perhaps given hope at the sight of Gwen, the tentacles pulsed and tightened their hold on her. These boneless limbs seemed to be independent of any monster as they came from two pod-like capsules directly above the woman and beneath her, to which she was standing within one as if it were a fourth of a barrel. Unintenlligent and unaware of anything other than the prey ensnared within its combined grasp, the two groups of tentacles ignored Gwen completely. Please, help me, the woman pleaded. She squirmed against her bindings then shot a pained grimace towards the walls. Quickly, please, before it returns!
Thread: At the Mercy of the Beast (SuperSrs/MajorMario)

For a brief moment the glimpse of a shadowy figure made Gwen hesitate, confusion showing itself in her gaze as she narrowed her eyes. A...person? Slowly she'd trudge through the water a few steps more, grip upon her blade tightening all the more as she raised her lantern. The darkness would ebb away and, heart skipping a beat, the young knight would find her initial suspicions proven correct. Bound by ghastly green tendrils was a woman who couldn't be that much younger than Gwen herself. Beauty marred by dirt and grime, features twisted into pure terror, the prideful ambition that'd been burning in Gwen's chest would quench for a brief moment. Expression softening she'd lower her blade and, with a glance to and fro, would quickly approach the bound woman. Are you alright? A silly question, and yet it was the first one that rose to her lips. She'd been told that the beast had been claiming innocents and yet Gwen had always assumed it'd been for the sake of devouring them. But this...? Her eyes traveled up and down the imprisoned woman, her dire state serving to kindle the rage Gwen felt slowly burning within. What in the hell was going on? Don't worry. I'll get you down. She moved quickly, fastening the lantern to her belt before priming her blade. It would take but a few quick strikes. The first set that held her arms would wither and die as her blade crashed through them, the second group soon follow set. Within mere moments the bound woman would find herself freed, and as she toppled forward the knight would quickly move to catch her with her free arm. Shh, shh. It's okay. Gwen held her tight, whispering soothingly into her ear. You're safe now. I've got you.