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Thread: Plots and Pairings Galore (Always Searching)

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Thread: Delays, delays, delays

Hello, hello! I thought I'd make this thread just as a general notice for anyone I have an open RP out with. The last week or so has been hella rough on me. Lots of stuff getting shaken up, a lot of changes happening. As such, I've been kind of slacking on a few of my RPs. I'm going to try my best to get myself caught up over the next few days, but as it stands, I'm on day 3 of 10 in a row, so my time and energy are going to be very limited. I have no intention on dropping any of the RPs I have out at the moment. If I've taken a while to reply to you, it's not because I lost interest, I've just been in a bit of a rut with a few of them. No fault of anyone, I've just needed to think over a post or so. To the couple people I've been in planning stages with, I haven't forgotten you, either! Again, I've just been incredibly busy and getting started on stuff has proven to be rather taxing, where as just replying to a nice, simple smut post has been somewhat cathartic. If you're ever curious about my whereabouts or status of our RP or anything, please don't hesitate to pop me a message. There's a 99 chance I'll reply to non-hostile OOC messages pretty quickly, just don't get all accusatory on me. That makes me sad.
Thread: Delays, delays, delays

Round 1 of catchup is almost done, here comes round 2. Work continues to kick my ass. We dropped ANOTHER manager at work, so now I've been pushed up to full time, covering an understaffed store, and working shifts all over the place. Did I mention that I'm also partially covering for our back end manager because of the way our receiving schedule works? Our seasonal stuff all comes in on friday, and with the size crew we have, we always need an extra day to wrap up any stocking and stuff, which means pushing some people to Saturday, so I'm covering his shift at 5 am on mondays. I don't mind so much, it gets me a lot of brownie points, but god am I exhausted. A lot of close-open shifts are in my future until we get someone else hired and trained. Backlog from round 1 now consists of two starter posts that I promised to people those are next on my list, then it's starting all over with getting to what's sitting to be replied to. I'm glad everyone has been so patient with me the last few weeks. October has just been a very busy month for me, and it's not looking like it's easing up at all. On that note, though, anyone I'm currently RPing with can feel free to not rush any posts back to me, as there's a good chance I won't be able to get to them in a timely manner for a while, I suppose!
Thread: Delays, delays, delays

it seems my girlfriend and i have just broken up. gonna be a rough few days.
Thread: Delays, delays, delays

im sorry, things will still be on hold for a while. I'm having a rough time right now.
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I'm sorry you are having a rough time. If you need someone to talk to, you're more than welcome to send me a message.
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Things are still kind of blah over here. I've had a lot on my mind, and nowhere to really talk much about it. This breakup has been hard. Maybe not for the usual reasons. It feels weird I was the one who said 'i think we should break up'. It wasn't easy, it wasn't something I was looking forward to. If I'm being honest with myself, it was a conversation that I'd been putting off for months. I honestly still care about her. I want her to be happy, but especially in the last few months, it was just really feeling like the relationship wasn't working. I honestly still hoped we could be friends. This wasn't the first time we broke up. We were long distance, we've known each other for almost ten years, and have tried the dating thing on and off for about six, I think? It was weird keeping track of time. Every one of our 'off' times was because she didn't think it was working. Because she couldn't tell her parents she was dating a girl. Because there was someone she thought she might be interested in. Because things felt wrong. Whatever it was, it was never easy, but I valued what we had together enough that I wanted to at least keep our friendship. After we made the call to break it off, she took it very hard. I tried to check in on her a few days after and apparently talking to me upset her too much to continue. I told her I'd give her space, and leave it to her to ifwhen she was ready to talk to me again. The whole situation has me feeling very torn over a lot of things. I honestly wish I felt more guilty than I do, that I've already kind of tried looking around to find someone new, but really, I've been ready to break things off for a while now. I don't know, it's been a confusing few weeks. I still have some RPs sitting out there to be replied to, I'm getting through things slowly. I have a couple that I've been keeping up with, just to keep myself busy and distracted without getting overwhelmed. tldr my love life is weird rn and thank you everyone who's being patient waiting for replies.
Thread: Delays, delays, delays

tonight was not a good night it may be another hiatus for me
Thread: Shifting Sands [ Rook10 & Bear ]

The air was still in the small tent that was Nyla 's home. Light filtered in between the scraps of cloth held up loosely by thin wooden poles. It wasn't much but it had been enough for her and her mate, Zoran. They had been together for two years, somehow avoiding having cubs in spite of several heats and Nyla's insistence that he always finish inside of her. It was more than just sex between them, she felt connected, cared for, at peace even in her most disheveled moments. As she knelt there in the middle of the tent, clutching at a blanket as if it were the only thing keeping her tethered to the earth, she realized Zoran was gone and was never coming back. After the second kidnapping their community began posting night guards and that seemed to help some, at least it put people at ease. Zoran, being the strong lion that he was, had volunteered from the beginning to stand watch. He was always back before the sun came up though, always, every single day...except today. When Nyla awoke to his absence she was first filled with terror before trying to calm herself and reassure herself that she was just up early or he was running late, that had to be it. But her own thoughts couldn't placate her for long and in her heart she could feel something was wrong. That Zoran had either been captured or worse...dead. Tears began to fill her eyes as she absentmindedly grabbed the blanket that smelt so much like him and fell to her knees, staring at the flap of the tent, praying that he would walk through any minute while at the same time cursing the furless monsters that would take him away from her! Sure enough the flap did open but it was not Nyla's beloved who stepped through, instead it was Ramla, sweet Ramla who Nyla considered a good friend, a sister even, ever since she and her family had been banished to the lesser part of the village. Of course Nyla didn't know that Ramla had foreseen all of this happening, that detail was a well kept secret by the tribe leader and by Ramla as well if she valued her family's safety. Zoran didn't come back, Ramla. Nyla choked out as she looked at her friend instead of the opening of the tent. He was on the night watch and he didn't... No longer able to hold back her tears she began to sob openly and clutch the blanket to her chest even harder. Her eyes squinting shut as if to block out the harsh reality she now found herself in. The grief burring her like sand settling after a wind storm, countless, unstoppable, and oh so heavy.
Thread: Shifting Sands [ Rook10 & Bear ]

Ramlas nose didnt catch the scent of her friend but her keen ears heard a sound from the tent, a noise that she couldnt pick up well over the soft whistle of the wind as it was as soft as a whisper. She opened the folds of the tent to find the normally so strong and steady Nyla clutching a blanket, her nostrils flaring as she breathed in the scent of her lover, a handsome and rugged lion that had protected them for so many years. The reality of it didnt strike her immediately, her eyes moving from Zorans empty space to the blanket in her arms as she tried to process it all. Nylas choked cry finally made it feel all too real, her tail lowering as she understood what this all meant. SHe had seen the people disappearing but she had never seen Zorans fate, had never guessed that he would be among the people taken. Oh, Nyla. Her face crumpled as she did her best to stay strong for her friend, crossing the space and falling to her knees to wrap the woman in a soft embrace. Im so sorry. She was lacking the words to properly comfort her, but she could nuzzle her face into the womans cheek affectionately, offering soft murmurs of comfort. She could feel a weight hanging hard in her stomach, her eyes closing as she did her best to turn her third eye towards them. Without her looking glass to focus on, it was hard for her to picture the future, the images fuzzy enough that she couldnt make anything out. The sands of the future were still shifting, no image yet set into stone. Ramla forced herself to pull back, stroking Nylas head softly, The furless beasts have gone too far. They have taken our young and now they are preying on our protectors If we cant stop them then we will be without any of our people. She said, letting a claw trace Nylas spots. Now is not the time for your tears. Now is the time for your anger.
Thread: Shifting Sands [ Rook10 & Bear ]

Nylas sorrow was so deep that it was almost a physical pain for Ramla to take, her head nuzzling to Nylas to attempt at soothing her. It was so hard for her to deal with the fact that her friend was going through something so difficult, as Ramla had never taken a mate. She had never loved anyone save for Nyla, and ahd never formed any sort of bond. Her heart ached for her friend, because she couldnt even imagine what life would be like without Nyla in it, even in some way. The voice caught her off guard, her tail flicking and her ears shifting back as the man beckoned them towards what Ramla could already feel in her stomach would be Nylas mate. Her body stayed close to the woman, feeding off her emotions to try and focus them into her own power. Her third eye was remaining firmly shut, but she couldnt let that bother her just yet. She needed to See in order to find where the furless beasts were coming from, needed to know what purpose they had for them. The body was a sight that was almost too much for her to bear, her heart pining for the man that he had been. He could have easily become their new leader when the old pack master died, could have been the head of their village and been a protector of all. It hurt to see someone once so strong be laid so low. His body was a mangled mess. But by rights of their traditions, the only one with a right to send him to the gods was his wife - Nyla. She would be the one to give the order of when his vigil could end and when they would send him as ash back to the sands in which they had all crawled out of. Nylas face was wet with tears, the rage so plain on her face as she vowed revenge against the creatures that had dared to do this to her lover. Nyla, Ramla grasped her hand gently, her eyes solemn as she struggled to find the words that were proper. Nyla, I need to confess to you. She fought to find the words, her tail flicking once again as she mulled it over, I Have the Sight. I was born with the gift from the gods and I foresaw I saw it in the sands of the future that the furless beasts would come. I didnt See Zoran. But I still have my Sight. She touched Nylas cheek softly, stroked it with her claw so gently to wipe away the tears. I need Zorans body. My third eye cannot See the beasts clearly. But he saw them with his eyes and my glass can see through him. We have little time before his soul forgets his body. I need you to release his vigil so that we may put him into my sands.
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Nyla turned and looked over at the younger feline. What sort of confession could she have and why make it now? She leaned in to hear her better but the words did not make sense. The Sight? How could Ramla have such a gift and live in the lesser part of the village? It was then that Nyla remembered that Ramla had not always lived there, it had not been too long ago that her family had been much better off by comparison. She must have made a prediction that the elders hadn't liked...the hairless beasts? There was no time to ask questions or ponder that though. Nyla had to make a decision. Trust Ramla and end the vigil so that maybe she could see, what? A clue? A face? Something more than cold tracks that would be swept away in the sands within hours? Still it might be worth it, might give the rest of them a chance. She looked at the body of her mate longingly, he deserved a proper vigil, he had worked so hard and sacrificed so much for them all. But at the same time she couldn't bare to see him in such a broken state as he was. This was not Zoran, Zoran had been strong and wise and handsome. This was the result of evil beyond comprehension. Do it. She told Ramla before turning to Kirvan. I hereby end the vigil for Zoran. I wish for his body to be burnt at once so that his ashes may return to the sand and his spirit find rest. She wasn't sure how Ramla intended on getting a hold of the ashes though. It was taboo to try and contain them or otherwise keep them separated from the sand as they were considered part of the soul and to keep a portion of that locked away would be to curse that person to eternal unrest. Nyla knew Ramla would only need them for a little while though and then they could be returned to the sand where they belonged.
Thread: Shifting Sands [ Rook10 & Bear ]

Nyla watched as her mate was carried away, following the procession as they marched to the funeral pyre. There his body was lain and prayers were said as his fur was rubbed with oil to ensure he would be completely cremated. Sure enough once the wood was lit the flames spread quickly a roared high into the air. The stench of burnt fur soon followed and Nyla stood with the rest, watched as Zoran's body and soul were put to rest. Tears streamed down her face but she did not openly weep, she did not curl up into a ball like she had been when Ramla found her. No. This time she stood tall, accepting the reality in front of her, hands balled up into fists. Holding onto promises she made in her heart that she would have her revenge if it was the last thing she ever did. The fire burnt hot and fast just as it was meant to and before long just a smoldering pile of ashes and charcoal remained. Some of the tribe gave Ramla dirty looks as she stepped forward and scooped up handfuls of Zoran's ashes which were already being swept away by the wind. But they held their objections as they saw that Nyla was with her and guided Ramla back to her tent. Nylas let Ramla have her space, not having any understanding of how the Sight worked and not wanting to interfere in some way. She watched her light the herb with the still hot coals and breathe deeply before her eyes closed and she clearly fell into some sort of trance. Nyla couldn't tell what Ramla was seeing or even if she was seeing anything at all as she stood a few feet away from her, waiting. She wondered if Ramla had fallen asleep before the young tigress jolted from her spot on the bed and fell to the ground, hack and coughing, visibly shaken. Nyla went to her, stroking her back, trying to soothe her in some way. It's ok, you're here, it's ok. She assured her as Ramla had another coughing fit. Then she heard the magic words, the the first step in fulfilling her promise. Where? What did you see? She helped Ramla sit up right and turned the younger female to face her. Nyla's eyes searching hers for answers that she couldn't find on her own.
Thread: Shifting Sands [ Rook10 & Bear ]

The vision of Nyla finally came into focus as the last taste of death faded from her mouth in return for the grit of the sands from her harsh breath dragging into her throat. She enjoyed the comfort that Nyla offered her but it was always a difficult time when returning from the last few moments of someone dying. Ramla did her best to get the coughing under control as she struggled back towards the reality of everything, pushing out the things that were still clinging to her mind like spiderwebs. We follow the stars, She choked out finally, wiping at her mouth with the back of her hand slowly before cleaning the back of her hand with a few slow wipes of her tongue that also cleared her mouth of sand, They are using the guiding stars to find us and collect us. The images filtered through her mind again, this time hazy because the memories were not her own. Her Sight was a wonderful gift, but the power was not without its down sides. She forced herself to her feet because otherwise she would have let herself be dragged down by the sudden grogginess that fell over her like a heavy blanket, When we get close we can follow by scent. The girl they took a few nights ago is in heat. Her smell is, Her nose twitched with the remnants of that smell, the enticing musk that had made even the mightiest of warriors go mad with desire, Strong. Shes young. Fertile. The furless beasts underestimate nature.
Thread: Shifting Sands [ Rook10 & Bear ]

Nyla held Ramla close, as if she were the last thing on earth that held any sort of value to her. She listened to her friend's words and thought about what it all meant. The guiding stars, the captured female, the danger of it all. She stroked Ramla's fur as she continued to hold the young female close to her bosom. Not 'we', I alone shall carry out this task. There is no need for you to put yourself in danger, you'll be safer here than out there tracking monsters. Nyla was already planning it out. She would travel light, few provisions, a knife, perhaps an extra cloth to shield her from the beating sun. She would travel at night mostly and find her enemies in their sleep, kill them, save the female if she could and take what provisions they would need for the journey home. Of course if it came down to it, she was alright with never making it home. Tell me which stars, Ramla. Tell me where they went so that I can find them.
Thread: Shifting Sands [ Rook10 & Bear ]

It was almost overwhelming to be so intimately close with Nyla like this, especially with the smell of heat still lingering in her own nostrils, her eyes closing as she fought against the rising tide of desire. Ramla had to pull herself away from Nylas bosom swiftly, shaking her head and clearing her nostrils of the sweet smell of the other womans fur. It was wrong of her to desire someone that was already so in love with someone else, so wrong of her to think that Nyla could ever feel the same. But there was no denying that her heart yearned for the young female. You will not go alone. She wouldnt let Nyla so much as speak another word on that, her shoulders squaring against the other woman almost as if she expected a physical fight, I wont allow it. It is a dangerous journey and I must do what I must to help rescue our kind. These furless beasts have to be stopped I have to redeem myself in the eyes of our leaders. She added on the last bit mostly for Nylas sake, so she didnt feel like Ramla was going just to protect her, as if it was something she would have done on her own regardless of whether Nyla was going. We follow the north star towards the mountains. They live in the lands beyond where our sands turn to stone. They live in areas our kind has been forbidden for many years. Are you sure you wish to take this journey?
Thread: Shifting Sands [ Rook10 & Bear ]

Nyla's own nostrils flared a bit. Her senses momentarily flooded with something akin to her own heat. Was it Ramla? Was she getting aroused? It wasn't beyond imagination since she had just bore witness to a captured female in heat. She was sure the scent must have been strong for Ramla to be so certain. Still, it was a bit surprising. Before she could question it further though her friend was already arguing with her about the journey and Nyla's desire to go alone. Ramla was so adamant, the look in her eyes threatening that she would venture out on her own if Nyla left her there alone anyway. There was no helping it. Nyla sighed. Alright then, we leave tomorrow night but we tell no one. Take only what you must have, we will have to travel light if we are to catch up to them. She stroked Ramla's head, her fingers running through her red mane. You must be careful, little one. I cannot bear to lose you too. Nyla did not have many friends and among them none as close to her as Ramla. If her own quest for vengeance got her killed, she would never forgive herself.
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Nyla didnt push the argument any further and for that Ramla was thankful, as she couldnt bear to confess that part of her reason was born of selfish desires for the young feline. She knew that Nylas was in a compromised state and it would have reflected poorly for her emotions to be shown now, even if they had been present for years previous to the death of Nylas lover. It didnt help for the other woman to stroke her so, her heart fluttering in her chest as she felt the soft fingers of the woman she loved across her face. You wont lose me, Nyla. She captured her hand in one of her own and secured it to her cheek, letting it rub against her softly and leaving the others palm smelling softly of her scent. Ill be with you to the end as you have been with me in my time of need. I care for you, Nyla. She didnt want to use the word love, as love was such a dangerous thing in times like this. She couldnt bear to know what Nyla would think of it, as it was still looked down upon for a female to lust another female, especially when population was so low. They needed all the cubs they could birth to help the village grow. Ramla pulled away after a moment, I have all of my belongings. We can slip away now, under the protection of the night.
Thread: Saved from the streets. (Ryanmo97xFrogger)

Ryan Morris Age 40 Height 5' 11 Weight 195 lbs. Body Type Athletic. Ryan Morris was a self-made millionaire. He owned a very successful company that sold consumer electronics to various businesses. That and due to some great investments, he was able to make a lot of money. Even though he made a lot of money, he still preferred to drive home himself. That way he could give money to the homeless people on the street. He hated seeing people living like this. One night he was walking from work to the parking garage where he kept his car, he saw something that truly broke his heart. A young girl in her teens, she was sitting on the street, next to a sign with a cup in front of it. The sign read, Homeless Hungry. Please Help. Dirty clothes, Dirty face, Dirty hair. She should be at home, doing homework, chatting with her friends on Twitter, Listening to One Direction... anything that a normal teenager should be doing but not this. His heart went out to her... He had to do something... Money wouldn't be enough. He walked up to her... Hi...