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Thread: The Princess and her Guardian -[:AlluringHaru:]-

Elia considered the thought. She had never realized how significant her own first name was, and the thought of having to part with it, even if temporarily, was rather upsetting to her. Elia's normally beautiful and serene face contorted into a darkened expression as she contemplated the thought. She sighed as her face settled back into its beauty, though a cloud of tragedy seemed to have settled behind the exterior. You're right. she added with a resigned tone, the first sacrifice she'd have to make in order to get her throne back. Hmm, how about the name Elizabeth? More of a royal name in the human realms, but a rare one here she remarked, saying the name softly to herself a few times, getting used to the feel of it on her tongue. Her upbeat and sarcastic tone soon re-appeared. As if I'd ever be your lover. You haven't even gotten the camping supplied for tonight. I'd have to do everything in the relationship she said with a smirk, deflecting the situation with some humor. Truth was that she was very uncomfortable with the arrangement, even if she was fully prepared to go through with it. She wasn't going to let Hal in on that. Alright, if you're done staring at me, then I believe we can get to work she added with a smirk, walking off into town without a glance backwards to go acquire a pair of clothes for the young lovers.
Thread: The Princess and her Guardian -[:AlluringHaru:]-

Even in her agitated state she was the most beautiful creature Hal had ever seen, but he allowed her to work through the problem on her own and as she suggested the name Elizabeth he slowly nodded. Elizabeth sounds like a wonderful name, and is still regal, Highness. Oh wait... I can't call you that any more, can I Elizabeth? he teased and his eyes flashed with mischief. He was obviously going to have fun with this, and he allowed his eyes to roam over her. I'd have been prepared with camping supplies had this been foreseen. But I assure you, you'll not have to do everything in the relationship, my love. I am sure that there are times I'll be on top. he teased, implanting that image in her head. Having taken off the crest of his armor, and soon fell into step beside her, trying not to spare glances at her sheer-clad form as they approached the city of Saint. It was a decent sized metropolis, actually carrying a population larger than that of Fort Mana, and its' walls rose roughly thirty feet into the sky. Guards could be seen walking the ramparts and out in the open it was impossible for Elizabeth and Hal to hide. Not that that was their goal. They were soon spotted and the gates opened as some guards on horseback came forth, obviously on a route to intercept them. Hal took the Princess gently by the elbow and they drew to a halt as the guards drew near. It was a mix of human and elves that drew closer and Hal threw up a hand in greeting as they approached. We apologize for the less than courteous welcome, travelers, but ill tidings have been reaching our ears for the last several days. Scouts and spies seem to abound, though you carry not that look. State your business. one of the human guards said, each of the mounted men having a hand on the hilt of his sword. Hal nodded. We have heard much the same, and we have fled from the West, our home destroyed. We seek sanctuary within Saint. My name is Hal, and this is my lover, Elizabeth. he explained, hoping none of the men would recognize the Princess.
Thread: The Princess and her Guardian -[:AlluringHaru:]-

Elizabeth, the name was still alien to her, sighed as she endured Hal's teasing. Peasants. We give you a modicum of power, and you seize as much more as you can she added with a laugh, pushing aside any feelings of awkwardness. She had a mission to get done, so to speak, and nothing else mattered. Elizabeth was not at all worried by the guards they encountered. Worst came to worst, she'd reveal her true identity to them. However, for the sake of stealth, it was likely best that they lie to the group, seeing that loose lips were often abound in barracks. The group of guard looked between them for a moment, eyeing up their story with their looks. The leader then responded Fair enough. Afraid that there isn't much room left in the city. You might be able to find a room for the night, but unless you're willing to pay out the nose, I can't imagine you'll have any luck finding a residence. You might try some of the further East towns. They haven't quite been inundated with refugees like we have yet. he added grimly, his face bearing the hopelessness of the land. Elizabeth smiled Thank you, we'll just look for supplies here then and move on she added kindly, pulling Hal with them as she moved past them, entering the city gates and heading into the somewhat crowded metropolis. Now, if you're quite done sneaking looks at me, we have jobs to do. What size do you wear, I would hate to see you wear TOO tight a dress she added with a smirk. She wasn't blind to his looks, and enjoyed watching men get embarrassed on being called out on it.
Thread: The Princess and her Guardian -[:AlluringHaru:]-

The comment of the Princess about how he was a peasant had Hal quirking an eyebrow upward. He and the guard he belonged to were hardly peasants. Human, yes, but even in the kingdom of the elves his position was one of honor. Were it not then he'd not have been given the Princess herself to guard. So he knew she was teasing. Though the Princess was also well known for her haughty demeanor. As they interacted with the guards who came to greet them, Hal was about to suggest just what the Princess did, but she spoke before he had a chance, and he almost corrected her in front of the men. For a woman who he had named as his lover, and not a wife, she spoke freely. Giving the captain of the guard a what can you do? sort of look, Hal allowed himself to be pulled along by the Princess. You should be more careful with your tongue, Elizabeth. It might very well get you into trouble one day. Hal told her as they entered the city. His arm slipped around her in a familiar way as she then prodded him about what size he wore. I'm big everywhere, my love. he tossed her way with a cheeky grin. Still, he told her what she needed to know, and once they parted ways he was off to get supplies for traveling. They'd said they would meet back close to the main gate, so Hal was confident she could find her way there.
Thread: The Princess and her Guardian -[:AlluringHaru:]-

Elizabeth rolled her eyes. She hated biting her tongue, and wasn't about to change herself that drastically for the sake of appearances. Hal was overthinking all of this - no one was looking for the crown princess in a town like this, certainly not so soon after her disappearance. With Hal leaving her to go and acquire camping supplies and food, she was left to find clothing for the pair. It was a tricky balancing act. On the one hand, she needed to find clothes that hid their real station - there would be no fine elvish-woven clothes for her. On the other hand, they weren't beggars, and to pick something threadbare and cheap would arouse just as much suspicion. She browsed the various market stalls, darting between each with an uncertainty in her gaze. Finally, she found a place in the right range of clothing. It was a moderately-sized place that sold decent town clothes. They weren't fine enough to be worn to any sort of special occasion, but they were sturdy and designed with a multitude of colors. She picked out a long flowing peasant dress - a continuous piece of cloth that tapered off just above her knees and showed a modest amount of cleavage. It was no ball gown, but it fit her figure well. For Hal, she had more trouble. She paced between the various racks of clothing with clear trepidation, uncertain of what would fit him best. She finally decided on a forest-green tunic, a pair of unremarkable leather pants with several stitches in them, and a plain leather belt. Satisfied with her purchases - their current footwear was inconspicuous enough to pass the general look they were seeking - she headed back towards camp. Considering Hal's purchases were far less creatively-taxing, she expected to be greeted by him when she returned, or at least she hoped so - the sun was setting and the countryside was not the safest place for a pretty elven girl at night.
Thread: Non-Assertive guys

I recently asked someone why are guys who are not strong-willed not found attractive? Being not a strong-willed guy myself I often find lots of women find this as a turn-off . I've also recently been told this as well by several women . So why is this ? Are non dominant men doomed to be alone forever ? Just curious.
Thread: Non-Assertive guys

There are women who love to be dominant in the Relationship. Others who don't care about this. IRL I'd rather someone nice than someone too strong willed. That said I'm more attracted toward someone who is both nice, at least to me, and strong willed.
Thread: Non-Assertive guys

To piggyback off of Rose, yes there are women out there who like to be dominant, and who will be with guys who are not strong willed. I am one of those men too, and I have found a relationship. On the writing side of things it makes it vastly more challenging though, at least from my experience since many female writers prefer dominant male characters opposite their fiesty submissives. So in short, no you are not destined to be alone, but the playing field is much smaller for what you are looking for.
Thread: Non-Assertive guys

In my own personal experience, it's not that the guy isn't assertive, it's typically something else. I've been attracted to plenty of guys that are not assertive. I'm typically someone who is more dominant and I prefer it that way. A lot of guys that are non-assertive, however, I have noticed have a tendency to use the nice guy card, which is something that happens kind of often. A lot of non-assertive guys that I've known have been passive-aggressive about the fact no one is interested in them, but yet they also don't show interest. I've seen a lot of people that have claimed that they're the nice guy but in alll honesty it has been people that have a belief that if you input nice into someone then they will output whatever relationship you're wanting to establish. It's not the non-assertive personality, it typically boils down to lack of attraction for other reasons. Or perhaps even a lack of communication. If you are so non-assertive you can't communicate your interest properly then no, someone isn't going to magically know you're interested and reciprocate. You have to learn to draw the line between being non-assertive and non-communicative and learn when it's time to be assertive even if it's not typically in your personality to do so. Non-assertive doesn't mean non-attractive.Just find the right person.
Thread: Non-Assertive guys

I think a lot of people use labels that we don't fit into every time. Assertive guys seem to think asshole is part of it. Not the case, I know a lot of assertive guys that are nice at the core. I know a lot of un- assertive guys that are abusers because they have pent up aggression. It all depends who you go after. If you try to date a sub or subish girl...It's destined to fail. She is specifically looking for someone to offer security. You have to tailor what you look for to what you are.
Thread: Non-Assertive guys

It's a complicated question, because non assertive can mean a whole range of things. It could describe someone who's quietly confident or self-assured and doesn't feel the need to advertise it, someone who's chilled and willing to go with the flow, or passive lumps who cling to other people and expect them to make all their choices for them.
Thread: Non-Assertive guys

That's true!
Thread: Non-Assertive guys

Warning, I'm going to be blunt and potentially offensive. Bear with me. The reason IRL men who are passive, unassertive, or the nice guy don't get the girl is because you want them to work for you. You ask for something for nothing. You are high maintenance and the one's most likely to pursue you are the ones who want something. It's probably not actually love or sex. Every woman or at least every woman I know, including the dominant ones, wants to feel desirable, wanted, andor beautiful. An active man who is pursuing a woman fulfills those desires even if he's an asshole. A passive man requires a woman to put his desire before her own and is therefore high maintenance before anything's even begun. Additionally, society puts great pressure on women NOT to pursue men and is exceedingly cruel and judgmental when this rule is not obeyed. For example, imagine being a woman at a bar who just wants to find a dance partner. Every time you ask someone, you get looked at and spoken to like a slut. If you are a passive, non-assertive, nice guy and you're into a girl, get active. Show her. Don't stop being yourself that's just lying to the both of you and will backfire horribly unless your goal is just to have a one night stand, but even then it'll still probably suck, but one moment of courage to open up and SAY you're into her, sexually, romantically, or both, is far more attractive than you might think. Show that you are capable of putting her desire before your own.
Thread: Non-Assertive guys

BenthicDreamer said Warning, I'm going to be blunt and potentially offensive. Bear with me. The reason IRL men who are passive, unassertive, or the nice guy don't get the girl is because you want them to work for you. You ask for something for nothing. You are high maintenance and the one's most likely to pursue you are the ones who want something. It's probably not actually love or sex. Every woman or at least every woman I know, including the dominant ones, wants to feel desirable, wanted, andor beautiful. An active man who is pursuing a woman fulfills those desires even if he's an asshole. A passive man requires a woman to put his desire before her own and is therefore high maintenance before anything's even begun. Additionally, society puts great pressure on women NOT to pursue men and is exceedingly cruel and judgmental when this rule is not obeyed. For example, imagine being a woman at a bar who just wants to find a dance partner. Every time you ask someone, you get looked at and spoken to like a slut. If you are a passive, non-assertive, nice guy and you're into a girl, get active. Show her. Don't stop being yourself that's just lying to the both of you and will backfire horribly unless your goal is just to have a one night stand, but even then it'll still probably suck, but one moment of courage to open up and SAY you're into her, sexually, romantically, or both, is far more attractive than you might think. Show that you are capable of putting her desire before your own. Click to expand... Loved your response and so agree! If a man likes a dominate woman, tell her and show her. Do more than lip action please, make it real.
Thread: Non-Assertive guys

I agree with BenethicDreamer, but I can sympathize with guys that have issues with making their desires known. The issue is that many guys dont know how to make their desires known in a way that is respectful to women. Chalk it up to modern antisocial activities, a lack of confidence due to inadequate social interaction, or toxic masculinity promulgated by media. RP, in a way, can be a tremendous help by giving non-assertive guys a safe way to practice social skills, especially when they RP with women. That doesnt mean that they are owed feedback or that their partners should put up with social problems. Everyone is here for their own fun, after all. And not every male is open to that sort of commentary, unfortunately. However, a few patient female-playing RP partners could really assist their partners with knowing how to escalate relationships properly. So, with society out of the picture on forums, this is a chance for female-playing RPers to make their desires known, as well as the proper stages that lead to those desires. This should make for more interesting roleplay that matches the needs of both partners, as well as help at least a few people know how to express their desires better in real life.
Thread: The Pink Panthers Club...

A tall pigtailed blonde with a school girl outfit was biting her nails as she watched yet another talk show talking about the violence that has forced the public to have a curfew. It affected the business, less clients meant fewer tips. How was she going to pay the bills this time...? Stop biting yer nails, the other blonde said. Suzy sighed and turned around in her chair by her dresser, pouting at the older woman. Lucille...I'm scared. What if it all gets out of control? What if they're infected? she whispered the latter part. What if it's all a hoax? Don't always believe what the media says... she said as she exhaled the smoke burning her lungs. Almost leaving a permanent cloud in the small dressing room, most girls here were smokers after all. Ya can always reject a 'john' if yer not interested. We still have that right. she added. Suzy's glanced from the smoke escaping her lips down to the heavily tattooed arms and onto the dollar bills that she was counting. Ya made a big haul today. Paranoia is good for business. Probably getting out the last juices before the 'world ends', she chuckled before looking over at Suzy. Poor choice of words, Ghost... Yer kid at yer parent's house? she asked as she took a couple of bills from her bundle. Suzy lit up whenever she got to talk about her baby boy. 7 years old and filled with energy and hope. Yes, he is. Daddy gave him a new shooting game, I'm lucky. she nodded with a bright smile. Lucille leaned back as she stared at her befpre holding out a couple of hundreds...that she may or may not have snatched up from the drunks. Here, consider it a birthday gift. Suzy opened her mouth to protest but then again, money. She grabbed it and stuffed it in her purse before she heard her name out in the front. Lucille gave her a small smile, Yer up! Make it rain, girl! The girls chuckled Suzy planted a big kiss on Lucille's cheek leaving a bright red lipstick mark. Oops... Lucille sighed but then shrugged her shoulders, Eh, they might think we fool around behind the scenes then. Fuel the fantasies. With that the girls parted, Suzy dancing on stage and Lucille roaming on the floor to see if anyone was interested in a lap dance wearing a hot pink bikini with a lot of studded dark leather straps and what-have-you. The tough girl look.
Thread: The Pink Panthers Club...

Jake sits in his room on base, staring at the ceiling as he ponders what he would do with the rest of his day, he felt like hanging out with some of his buddies so he called them up and they all went out together. They all wanted to go to the local strip club, so they decided to head there with the expectation that they would be in for a good time. Jake wasn't really feeling the same as his two other friends, so once they arrived at the club they parted ways, his two friends going off to find some strippers and Jake walking over to the bar to start drinking. His relocation to Georgia hadn't really been his plan, he had wanted to go back north and visit his family.. But for some reason his Commanding Officer really insisted on Jake going to Georgia. It seemed that there was a wave of military redeployments to Georgia, maybe it was just one of those cities that was a staging area for another place.. Though, according to the news more and more soldiers were being pulled from the Middle East to come home. The National Guard and local police forces were apparently beginning to encounter issues with the curfews that had started arising, in fact Jakob had been assigned to patrol around in Albany for a little while before being relocated once more. It seemed that the more and more enlisted people he talked to, the more Jake grew suspicious of why curfews were even in place, nobody seemed to understand what was going on other than a particularly bad strain of the flu going around. Jake shakes his head as he sits down at the Pink Panther's bar, running his hand over the shaven side of his head as he orders a drink from a very large bartender. Whiskey. On the rocks. He says before turning to look over at his shoulder, his friends were beginning to make fools out of themselves and they hadn't even started drinking yet.. It would be better to get a head start, anyway. Despite his plan to not get the attention of any strippers, Jake had brought with him some cash just in case he got to the point of being so drunk that his body went against what his mind was thinking, though he doubted that he would get that drunk as he still needed to make it back to base to get ready for fire watch. He was scheduled to patrol the area again tonight, the base actually had fifty or so captives who had been caught outside during curfew, normally patrols would just tell the citizens that were caught to go back inside, however there were some patrols that didn't show mercy for people who broke the rules. Once his drink had arrived, Jake nods his thanks to the bartender before drinking the glass with a single knock back of his head. Another please. He breathes, coughing as the liquor burns the back of his throat.
Thread: The Pink Panthers Club...

Lucille wandered around a bit, she didn't exactly had the best people skills out there and she was picky. And for a stripper being picky isn't good for business. That and she wasn't the type to put on a charade with fake smiles and pretending that she liked the attention the men gave her, acting like she was excited to flash her body to them or grind their laps. But she may not have the people skills, she still knew people . There was the married type that tried to stay hidden complain about their marriage and the lack of excitement. The big shots that think they're all that BUT they were the biggest tippers but their arrogance made them think that they could 'buy' your attention. The group of guys that had something to celebrate, with enough booze in them you could shake out quite a few dollars out of them. The loners, the losers, the weepers....she hated them cause the moment you decided to pay them attention they'd bore you with their sob story, even break down in tears. One guy in particular seemed like he didn't want to be here. Military by the looks of it. Her hips swayed with each step she took with her see-through heels. Without them she would stand at 5'4. Her dirty blonde hair had highlights and was currently in a sloppy braid, she tossed it over her shoulder as she approached the bar, nodding at the bartender, I'll have what he's havin', Marty. Her dual colored eyes gave the military man a once over. Ya don't look as excited as the rest of yer buddies. Got to be on duty soon? Sometimes, what clients really need is just someone that will listen to them. They were her favorites. They had tales to tell without getting mushy on her.