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Thread: We're Going Home(Retsu & winterscreed)

Carmella looked up at him as he spoke. Yeah. Something just doesn't feel right about this whole thing, she admitted to him. The ambush now this. It doesn't add up. Carmella took the time to look at Cyrus. This was the first time she had seen him without his armor on. She was petite, but had curves. And she was short. The name Tink was fitting for her, it seemed. Her grey eyes then flitted around the dungeons. She nodded in agreement. We need to get out of here. Carmella turned back to him after observing the dungeons. First of all, I could probably get halfway out then get stuck. Second, that control panel might be a window. They could be watching us. While Cyrus was tactical, Carmella was logical. It was a combination that worked, though. If he had a flaw in his plan, she would point it out. Especially if it was a risky idea. At his next question, she nodded. I'm a bit beat up, but I can manage.
Thread: We're Going Home(Retsu & winterscreed)

He had to think a little more about all of this, but he really didn't have much to go on considering their options. After a while, he just sighed Then I guess we have no other choice. We both have to attract the attention of a guard and whoever gets freed needs to fight, and protect the other until we can both secure weapons, he didn't know how all this would go and for all he knew Cyrus was just going to kill them both, but he would rather be dead than be a torture toy for the covenant You ready? and after she confirmed, he began leading by making a bunch of noise, calling a guard, and even calling them every word in the book of insults to grab their attention. He was worried that they would send a brute in as a guard which would indeed be suicide for the both of them as brutes were tough enough even with spartan armor. Thankfully, the guard was only an elite and a minor one at that which should be easy to take down. Cyrus spotted a plasma rifle and two grenades on his person which would help a bit more than a plasma pistol. He looked towards Carmella and nodded as the elite had gone for her first Come on, you covenant bastard. Set her free and get your ass kicked! he was very confident in her fighting prowess even without her armor on, but wished that he was the elite's target because he was closer to the control panel, and could free her if he somehow managed to incapacitate the elite.
Thread: We're Going Home(Retsu & winterscreed)

Carmella stood up then, revealing how short she actually was. She was only a mere five foot and looked nothing like the fighter and Spartan she was. She nodded in agreement as he said his next idea. It was risky, yes, but she would rather die trying to escape than die in captivity. Ready, she confirmed. She insulted and taunted the guards as well. As the door opened, she feared it would be a Brute, but luckily it was a low-level Elite. She watched as the Elite moved to her cell. She made herself look as harmless as possible. It had been a while since she had used her looks and size to help her, but her instincts had kicked in. Carmella's cage was unlocked and the Elite grabbed her. She let him grab her and shove her out of the cage. His grip was a death grip and she winced before aiming a punch into the creature's gut. It did not do much damage, but it winced. She used her size to her advantage as she rolled out of the way.
Thread: We're Going Home(Retsu & winterscreed)

When the Elite grabbed her, Cyrus instantly became worried that she didn't have the strength to fight, but then she punched it in the gut and it winced His weapon! he shouted at her through the bars and could only hope that she could take it in time. Of course, her second option would be to free him so they could both fight the Elite, but then she would put herself at risk of getting shot, and most likely killed. However, she could also bring the Elite over towards him, and he could use the thin bars to pull on his legs and make the Elite fall to the ground, and maybe even take the plasma rifle from him. Sadly, it was all up to her what she would do as giving her suggestions during the fight would make her lose concentration and would clue the Elite in on their plans as they made them.
Thread: We're Going Home(Retsu & winterscreed)

She heard Cyrus scream about his weapon and she grabbed for it quickly. The Elite moved out of the way, finally gaining his ground again, making the woman swear under her breath softly. Carmella braced herself, watching as the Elite moved closer to her. She backed up, positioning herself right next to Cyrus' cage. The Elite moved in blind rage and got in front of the cage, eyes focused only on her. It seemed to be ignoring the male in the cage, deeming that he was not a threat.
Thread: We're Going Home(Retsu & winterscreed)

That was a big mistake. Cyrus would never know if Carmella meant to do this or if it just so happened, but he hardly had time to think as he quickly grabbed the Elite's legs. Using his strength, he forced the Elite to the ground and thanked the Heavens above that his weapon was in reach. Cyrus quickly grabbed it off his belt and kicked himself backwards as he fired shots into the Elite. The heated plasma quickly cut through his shields and it wasn't long until the Elite laid dead in front of his cage Nice work, Tink. Now let me out of this damn cage, so we can get off this ship.
Thread: We're Going Home(Retsu & winterscreed)

I worked overtime yesterday. Ten hours of billing and refunds. Carmella watched as her partner took over from there. She had not meant to move that close to him, but it seemed to have worked to her advantage anyway. Watching as Cyrus took over and quickly dispatched the Elite with a few shots from its own plasma gun. She went to the control room and immediately unlocked Cyrus' cage. Okay, Tear. You're all good. She walked back into the dungeon and looked at him. It's so fucking weird being without our armor. And I bet the damn things destroyed them.
Thread: We're Going Home(Retsu & winterscreed)

He happily climbed out of the cage when it was opened and dusted himself off a bit Don't say that. We don't know if they did for sure, and there's always a chance they have it locked up or something. Let's try and capture a Grunt, scare the little thing half to death, and see if he can take us to a weapons locker or storage, he didn't know how much energy this rifle had sense he didn't have his visor to connect to it's battery, so he just had to guess Alright, stay behind me and low, once Carmella fell in, Cyrus advanced towards the exit and watched as it opened up into a huge room. Neither of them had ever been inside a covenant ship before, so this startled him a bit Well, they certainly like big, he said with a chuckle before moving into cover and checking their surroundings. Clear, he advanced forward until he heard footsteps. Quickly pulling Carmella behind a crate. He looked to see what it was and was relieved to see another minor Elite. He then did the hand signals for what he saw and what he wanted her to do 'One Elitle. Minor. Wait till passes. Choke out.
Thread: The Duke's Wildest Dreams (Posted Here So You Can Make Them Come True)

changed the formatting a little
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Changed the formatting, expanded an idea, and retired several other for the time being.
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Thread: The Duke's Wildest Dreams (Posted Here So You Can Make Them Come True)

Added a bunch of new pairings, including the new Gone With the Wind canon section.
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Happy Valentine's Day! I added an idea and pairing and removed a major plot idea.
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Thread: The Duke's Wildest Dreams (Posted Here So You Can Make Them Come True)

Hello! there are a couple I am interested in on your thread. Do you happen to use yahoo or skype? I enjoy RP over smut, probably about 60 story and 40 smut. The ideas I enjoy are Privateer and Foreign Governor's Daughter and Dystopian Romance Lets talk if you do use messengers for RP!
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Removed a few ideas last night.
Thread: on the search for a long term partner

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Thread: on the search for a long term partner

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Thread: on the search for a long term partner

married older guy and young girl. dropped you a yim
Thread: FEMALE SEEKING MALE SUBJECT FOR....

We could do something post-apocalypse. A war, disease, or something destroys civilization, killing many, driving many others insane. Think '28 Days Later' zombies. Many of those who survive are infertile due to the effects of the disease or radiation. Your character is kidnapped by mine, a scientist who is trying to induce hyper fertility. Fertile, fast growing, to repopulate and take back the planet.
Thread: FEMALE SEEKING MALE SUBJECT FOR....

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the title gave like no indication at all.
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Well the lady did say 'may or may not'! I do know she is a fun writing partner, glad to see her back around.
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Well thank you doll! We definitely need to work out a play! As my title may not indicate.
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Bumpity! Really craving a baby 'bump'! Ha! See what I did there?!?!
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Thread: What Was I Thinkin'? (Nadie and Mim)

Damn this heat, she thought as she cranked the windows of her old Chevy down. Damn this AC and damn this heat. Bobbi's rusted out old pickup rumbled down the main drag, only a mile or two long, as she crept along going thirty. It wasn't that she had much respect for the speed limit so much as it was there were more people than usual out and she didn't care to add vehicular manslaughter to her already country-mile-long rap sheet. Whether it was the color of her skin or the fact that she had been the lead resident juvenile delinquent throughout high school--a trait passed on from her own parents--she didn't know, but the sheriff had always seemed to have it out for her. She hadn't spoken to her parents for months and had kept her nose relatively clean, despite hanging out with the same old group of friends, but Sheriff Jackson still didn't seem to believe she truly was staying out of trouble. There she was, looking sweet as southern honey in her sundress. Bobbi grinned and catcalled, teasing her new friend from the window of her beaten up old truck. She wasn't the type of person she usually made friends with, but she was sweet and cute and Bobbi enjoyed spending time with her. Where ya goin'? she called. Sun's almost down, shouldn't you be runnin' on home like a good girl? Fireflies danced around the girl in the gloaming light.
Thread: What Was I Thinkin'? (Nadie and Mim)

RE What Was I Thinkin'? Abigail Jackson, or AJ for short, walked along the main drag with her two best friends Carly and Rachel. They chatted about what they will do for their final summer before heading off to collage this fall.she is 18 btw xD They also talked about the boys in town and who was the hottest. AJ stayed silent during that conversation. She never had any interest in dating or really cares who was the cutest. She focused mainly on her school work and she never wanted to subject any of her male friends to her father's pre-date interrogation. Even if she wanted to date the boys where too scared to ask out the sheriff's daughter. But just as well. As the conversation went back to their future she heard a whistle and turned in the direction of the sounds and smiled warmly at the woman driving up next to them. Her two other friends just scoffed. They where not too fond of AJ being friends with a delinquent like Bobbi but for the sake of their friendship they kept it from her father. We where just heading that way. she said with her signature southern twang that all girls who was raised in the south had as she lightly shooed a firefly that flew too close to her ear.
Thread: What Was I Thinkin'? (Nadie and Mim)

Bobbi saw the look on AJ's friends' faces but ignored them. All she saw was the pretty brunette with the country twang. The speedometer read 5 and she was a little afraid the truck--affectionately called Bertha--would crap out going so slowly. She needed to speed up. Hop in I'll take ya, she offered. With a glance over at the two other girls she added reluctantly, Yer hoity-toity friends can come too, if they don't mind a bit of dirt in the back. The two young women had gone to school with one another only in the sense that they attended the same school. They had seen each other in the halls, but had never spoken to one another before this summer. Bobbi had graduated two years ago and the twenty-year-old was still scratching out a living doing odd jobs around town, not having enough money or interest in school to go to college. More often than not she was sore and tired in the evenings from manual labor, but she always made time to hang out with AJ. Bobbi hocked a lugie, aiming it away from AJ but not caring if it came near her stuck-up friends. Well? she asked expectantly. She shifted her legs to unstick the backs of her thighs from the warm seat, pulling her Daisy Dukes down enough to try and get some protection between her skin and the leather.
Thread: What Was I Thinkin'? (Nadie and Mim)

Carly and Rachel quickly stepped away as Bobbi spat and one can be heard muttering. Scumbag under her breath. ummm..we can walk Carly said, disdain in her tone. AJ just rolled her eyes and wordlessly went around and hopped in the pick up. Your loss guys she called out. The two other girls just ignored them and began heading to their homes before it got too late. A part of their conversation can be heard. why does she hang out with that loser? Maybe we should tell the sheriff.... The rest of the conversation was lost due to the distance. AJ just sighed. Sorry about that she said to Bobbi. She never understood why people looked down on her. She had gotten in trouble before sure. But she was at heart a good person AJ could see it. She just wished others did.
Thread: What Was I Thinkin'? (Nadie and Mim)

Bobbi couldn't help but grin and chuckle at the 'scumbag' comment. It was the very least of what she had been called in her lifetime. She sped back up once AJ was in the truck and shrugged at the apology on her friends' behalf. Ah, don't worry Sugar. Ain't the worst of it, trust me, she said lightly. They daddies ain't in the local chapter of the Kill All The Darkies And Jews Club, far as I know, so the rest is just sticks and stones. The Rebel flag flew freely in the tiny map-splat town and Klan rallies were not an uncommon sight. Some were open about their affiliation with the hate group, others more discreet, but in general most people knew who were and weren't a part of the group. The remnants of spray paint where MOSSHEAD CUNT had been tagged across the side of her truck were still somewhat visible. Bobbi had lodged a complaint with the sheriff's office but, suspiciously enough, an official investigation had never been launched. That was when she'd started keeping a gun rack with a loaded and scoped 30-30 on her truck and her open carry permit in the glovebox. Words weren't something she had ever cared about they were just words and if she let them get to her she would have never made it out of childhood. When it came to her property, however, Bobbi would have none of it. Hey what're you doin' tonight? Bobbi said after a few moments silence. Even the main road was a dirt one and dust swirled about the truck as they bumped along. She didn't give AJ much time to answer. Pick you up at ten, she said, glancing sideways at the girl with a smile. Found this honkytonk next county over, it's the tits man. Tell yer folks you're goin' to a girlfriend's house or something. They bumped down the gravel drive to AJ's house and she threw old Bertha into park. Hope you don't mind I don't walk ya in, she said with a glance toward the door. Yer daddy ain't too fond of me. She was, in fact, looking forward to getting out of the sheriff's drive as quickly as possible before he looked through the window and recognized her truck.
Thread: What Was I Thinkin'? (Nadie and Mim)

AJ frowned at Bobbi's comment. Ever since she was young she was exposed to the blatant racism in the small town however, she never got sucked into that nonsense. She remembered the graffiti on Bobbi's truck and her father commenting on it. Well if she leave and live with her own kind something like that wouldn't happen. Her father's voice echoed in her mind and she just sighed. She had been wondering for the past few years if he was a member of the clan. Her train of thought was broken by Bobbi's voice. Oh that sounds like fun she said with a wide smile. Having lived in town all her life she would use any excuse to leave the county limits. I'd love to go she said then opened the door and stepped out. Yeah. I reckon it'd be safer if you not be seen. she sighed then waved to Bobbi before heading up to her house. She spotted the police cruiser in the driveway as she headed in. She knew he would be here at this hour since almost nothing keeps the sheriff at the station after sunset. After kicking her shoes off she headed in through the screen door. I'm home she called out as she headed through the house and to her bedroom, wondering what she should wear tonight.
Thread: What Was I Thinkin'? (Nadie and Mim)

Bobbi smiled at the accepted invitation and watched as her friend slid out of the truck. She tilted her head a little, trying to catch a glimpse up her skirt at her panties before the skirt fell. No such luck, but it had been worth a try. She pursed her lips in disappointment before sticking her head out the window. Hey AJ! she called with a wry smile. Wear somethin' sexy. Drive the boys wild. Yer legal now, after all! With a laugh she threw the truck in reverse and backed out of the drive. That was as close as she ever got to asking a straight girl on a date, if nothing else because she didn't like giving anyone yet another reason to lynch her. Chewing on the inside of her cheek, wondering just how exactly the night might go, Bobbi drove across town to her trailer in the woods to shower off the grime of the day before picking up pretty AJ for a fun evening. Well hey pumpkin! the sheriff called from the living room as his daughter passed. His boots were already off and his shirt already open, he was sitting in his favorite chair in a wife beater and uniform pants, watching TV with a beer in his hand. At the commercial he heaved himself out of his easy chair and followed his daughter down the hall where he saw her looking through her closet. What, goin' somehwere? he asked, taking a sip of his beer. The sheriff knew his daughter didn't date, though he also knew he was most likely the reason for that, which was fine by him. She could date plenty in college where he didn't have to watch. If she was planning on sneaking out with a boy, however, well...that was a different story. Not under his roof.
Thread: What Was I Thinkin'? (Nadie and Mim)

As AJ was searching through her closet for something to wear Bobbi's words went through her mind. Wear something sexy. She was shocked when she felt her face flush in embarrassment. She didn't have time to process her reaction before her father came in. She went over and gave him a proper greeting, a kiss in the cheek. Yah, A friend invited me out later. She will pick me up at around ten she said, emphasizing on 'she' to let her father know she will be going out with a female friend. He didn't need to know it was Bobbi who was taking her out. What doesn't know won't hurt either of them she figured. She decided on a yellow spaghetti string tank top pair of worn jeans that had a tear on the left leg just below her butt. She paid no mind to it since no one is bound to notice. She grabbed the clothes and headed for a quick shower to wash off the days activities and was fresh for the night's fun. She had time to make dinner for her and her father and they made small talk as they ate then watched alittle bit of tv together before AJ was to head out.