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Thread: The Search for an RP Partner! *UPDATE!*

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Thread: Heartbroken desire

Can you give me a ride home, Scott? asks Nicole. She has just finished her shift and Scott was waiting around apparently. She was wondering is he was waiting for her to ask him that. It took her an tremendous amount of courage to even ask him. She wonders what he will say. I'm actually just trying to find a place, Nicole. I'm looking at ads. Janice and I broke up last week and I am pretty much living out of this joint until I find a place. He looked completely devastated. How could she have not noticed that about him the entire week. Oh Scott, I'm so sorry. She runs over and hugs him, holding him extra tight, almost as if she were afraid to lose him. You know what, you can stay at my place until you find an apartment. Oh I couldn't, Nicole. That's so sweet of you to offer but I couldn't just crash your place just like that. You don't even know me. Perhaps this will give us a chance to know each other then she says as she gives him the most sultry look she was capable of. Nicole, you know. I'm not interested in dating anyone just yet. Janice and I were together for five years and I'm just not ready for a relationship yet. I mean you're beautiful, smart, you're great. But I just can't see myself jumping into another relationship right now. That's fine Scott. Not a problem. I just wanted you to know you have a friend if you need one. My apartment is yours if you want it until you find yourself. My roommate moved out last month so I have a free room with your name on it. Trust me, it's not problem at all. And we're both adults, I mean this is just a friends thing, right? Uhmm, right. I suppose this would be fine. Thanks Cole, you're really sweet. How about that ride after all then? We're roommates now so let's go home, I'm starved.
Thread: Heartbroken desire

Ok one thing. Don't go writing what my character says and does because thats not fair. It's fine for this starter but don't do it again ok? Nicole smiled and said Sure thing. I'll cook dinner when we get there and you can get yourself settled. Nicole showed Scott where to go as they drove and soon they were pulling into the garae of a six storey apartment block. Nicole smiled as she got out of the car grabbing her bag from the floor and slinging it across her shoulder. We're on the third floor. Apartment A. right beside the elevator She said smiling as she headed towards the apartments stopping only to make sure he was following.
Thread: Exciting New Toy [Helloxsweetie x Happy]

Anna lay moaning on her bedroom floor, her body hot and ever so sensitive thanks to the little device that strapped into her and caused her wave after wave of pleasure. She had wanted to try this device ever since she saw it in a porno on the Internet and now that she had it she didn't want to ever stop using it. It was intense the pleasure it made her feel, every orgasm she had since putting it on was almost catastrophic. All she needed now was someone to rough hand her while she was in such pleasurable agony. A voice sounded from downstairs that made Anna gasp, her room mate was home early. Anna tried to sit up, but the pleasure was just to intense, it made her knees turn to jello. She managed to roll on to her front, but not quick enough, her room mate opened the door and exposed Anna's dirty little secret. Her hips held high and legs spread wide, she exposed everything to her room mate, including her dripping wet thighs and carpet. Anna turned her head to look at her room mate, her cheeks bright red as she felt another orgasm come on as her room mate watched her with such an intense stare. Please don't look Anna begged, but it was too late. Anna threw her head back and cried with all her might as an orgasm ripped through her like a hot knife through butter.
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Alison sighed as she came home from a long day at work. Anna? You home? Alison called out as she made her way up the stairs, her short brown hair moving infront of her ear as she brushed it back. She came up the stairs and called out. Are you alright? She asked, as she opened the door. Alison's eyes widened as she watched as her roommate pleaded to not look. But she couldn't help it. Watching Anna go through an orgasm made her wet herself. She blushed. I'm sorry! Alison squeaked as she turned around to go into her room. She couldn't help it. Her heart raced as she saw Anna's juices flowing down onto her thighs, and hell, what did Anna have strapped on her? Alison had no idea.
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Anna's face went bright red as she watched her roommate turn to leave, her body aching for more she couldn't help getting a little more aroused as Alison watched her. Bitting her lower lip Anna moved to sit on her knees, straightening herself up she pulled the toy out of her and placed it on the ground, switching the vibrating feature off. Without putting on any underwear Anna rushed to Alison's room, wanting to apologize for her shameful state. Alison, I'm sorry you had to see that, but that toy... Well it's amazing I couldn't help myself Anna tried to explain, stepping into her roommate's bedroom, her hands gripping the bottom of her skirt.
Thread: .:The Feud:. [Nightingale & Razerwing]

The larger force came, and much to Tryst's surprise, they hadn't spotted him yet. Foolish humans, with their shiny armor and simple minds. Their eyes were drawn to the commotion that no doubt the female was causing, which gave him the most opportune moment to strike. In a flash, he was infront of the group, both wickedly curved longswords shining in the sunlight. He tensed, studying the human soldiers. With a smile that exposed one of the iconic fangs of the Lamia, he sprung forward, his blades flashing. The humans rushed forward, their pitiful shields raised. He jumped high over their heads, landing in the middle. The finely honed dual swords sliced through armor easily. His eyes flashed as he ducked under one of the soldiers swings, driving his own sword up into the mans chest. Thus, the largest problem of plated armor was revealed. He removed his blade, blocking another swing. While he was preocupied with one soldier, another managed to smack him with the corner of the metal shield. It was a hard enough blow to draw blood. A flick of the wrist sent the blade flying through the man's chest. Now he was down to one sword. He grinned, noteing one trying to run. He lept high again, stabbing his sword into the ground and using it as a springboard. He landed hard on the runner's back, driving his elbow into the back of his neck. When he got up, he stayed still long enough for the idiots to look at their killer. He had silver hair, cropped short. His skin was pale, scales peeking out every now and then. His eyes were a piercing, hypnotic blue, but unlike most other lamia, he was lithely built. Built for incredible bouts of speed. He drew his last weapon, a straight, incredibly sharp serrated dagger. He ran through their ranks, slicing through vital areas. Soon, the rest lay dead at his feet. He looked at his bloody hands, shaking his head. During this years Feud games, he would prove himself worthy of the name Viscera, and knock that female out of her 'throne'.
Thread: .:The Feud:. [Nightingale & Razerwing]

Veloce felt a deep urge to hiss at the sudden onslaught of her days fun. The coming of her rival, as per usual, had been just as disappointing as ever. Each year they repeated this process.. however this was their final chance. To either kill one another, or forfeit their right to the title Viscera. As the last human fell she straightened herself and sheathed her blade. With light, graceful steps she danced her way around the fallen bodies and moved towards Tryst. Slender legs donned to her thighs in leather armored boots. Thin white shorts clung low to her hips and left the smooth expanse of her thighs revealed until they met her armor. Her torso donned a matching blouse, thin and billowing about her slight frame. Its sleeveless body clung to the curves of her torso and billowed at her waist, leaving a small glimpse of flesh. A thick belt at her hips held her dagger and blade. Ivory tresses left down. Lifting a hand to tuck a few mere strands behind a slightly elongated ear she moved around her appointed foe, and tauntingly trailed delicate fingertips along his shoulder blades as she circled to his front. Her voice a soft, melodic tone. You sure do know how to ruin a womans fun, Tryst. She cooed. Before facing him full on. So your arrival means the Feud shall begin... you know.. this time around.. one of us has to die or forfeit and accept exile in our shame. As she stated this she almost sounded uncertain, but everyone knew as well as she did.. even Tryst himself would have to admit, for a woman of slight body and nature, she was powerful beyond means as anyone born on the Moon of Viscera should be, but just so.. he was just as wonderfully gifted. Veloce's breed of Lamia was revered, those born under Viscera normally resembled more powerful serpents and Veloce's guardian form was that of the King Cobra. A very poisonous being, and she resembled it greatly. Though admittedly, her feelings towards Tryst were mixed, she refused to lose to him. Over the years she'd been forced to compete against him, to try and murder him in his sleep if she could. However he was handsome, and the laws of attraction applied. It was instinct for her to be drawn to the more powerful Lamia, one who could protect her and ensure her a fruitful future.. too bad the perfect candidate was her competition. Welcome back Tryst.
Thread: .:The Feud:. [Nightingale & Razerwing]

Tryst raised an eyebrow, flashing a softer, competetive smile towards his rival. He still marveled at the grace she moved, every bit as deadly as a Viscera should be. He sighed. Too bad it would have to end this year though. He really loved the challenges she presented. Ah, to ruin the fun of a lady ssuch asss you though is what I live for, Viscera. His eyes tracked her movements, his senses switching into overdrive when she moved behind him. At any second, he expected the cold blade to slide into his back. Yes, I am well aware of this. It's a sad day really. I was just sstarting to enjoy it. The endlesss hourss of cat and mouse, so exciting. He flashed another of his devilish smiles at her when she came to face him. I do hope you have ssome good sstuff waiting for me. During the years of the Feud games, he'd had to try to kill his rival, but even though his main objective was to kill her, the excitement she provided, and his... rather hard to explain feelings toward her had kept him from slaughtering her in her sleep. He couldn't bring himself to have such an admirable adversary go out so dishonorably. He bowed when she welcomed him back. Yesss, welcome back Viscera. Now, shall the games begin? He wished they'd met under different circumstances. If they hadn't had to kill one another, he knows he would've taken her as his mate, and be a very happy Lamia.
Thread: .:The Feud:. [Nightingale & Razerwing]

A vicious, delighted little smile danced across her lips as she traced gentle fingertips across his jaw line. I do sssssooo love hearing you call me Viscera. She cooed. This time.. she planned to make things different than before. Without truly acknowledging her elders, Veloce had managed to devise something different. Where the feud called for the rise of the Viscera.. perhaps she could bend the rules, play the game a different way. There was nothing that stated she had to kill him outright. She would perhaps convince him of another way to play the game.. a way where they could both win. However, being uncertain of whether she could win over the emotions necessary for such a thing.. she would have to play her cards right. When she turned her back on him, tribal markings lingered on the flesh, their tone such a brilliant colour it was hard to make them out against her skin, more like scars than anything else. She moved forward a few paces. I suppose it's high time he got started... but why don't we make this a little interesting eh? I win, you give me a kiss... you win.. well.. that's your choice. She smirked. The game was a little childish, but the risks were so much more than what they had been when they were just children. She moved then, quick enough to cause a common man, even a skilled Lamia to stagger in lack of recognition of her speed. She turned on the ball of her foot and unsheathed her sword in the same single, fluid motion. She swung the blade around in a half circle, it's newly sharpened edge scraping across his cheek without him even feeling it, until it had passed and she stood with an impossible smile. He'd feel a sting at most.. and the soft trickle of blood. A mere initiation that the Feud had finally begun.
Thread: .:The Feud:. [Nightingale & Razerwing]

Tryst started laughing, rubbing the blood from the shallow cut. Well, that does sound interesting. It's a deal. Shall we shake on it? He held his hand out, but instead of an opened hand, it was a fist. A tiny blade shot out, but he knew Viscera would dodge it. In fact, he counted on it. The second she moved away from the barb, he nicked her cheek with his own dagger, flashing her a wicked smile as he flipped away, out of her reach. The gamesss have begun Vissscera, and we both have kisses on the line. He crouched low, pulling another dagger from inside his vest. Don't worry, I'll go easssy on you. He chuckled, leaping at her. His speed rivaled her own, especially when he jumped forwards. He managed to nick the left side of her waist, rolling to his feet behind her. He fought like a tiger, low to the ground, with daggers sharper than any man-made weapon. What made the more deadly was their serrated edges. He kept low to the ground, this time waiting for her to strike. He was as cunning as a fox, but he lacked the ability to plan far into the future. The barb-launchers on his left arm were loaded and ready to be fired. He tilted his head, making the mistake of letting his mind wander. Would it be possible to not kill her, yet still ascertain his place? There couldn't be. He doubted he had enough pull to bend anything concerning things like this. Best play by the rules, to a certain point.
Thread: .:The Feud:. [Nightingale & Razerwing]

Viscera stood simply and let him strike. Dodging the decoy and inviting the first and second cut. She smirked. Turning to face him and sinking down to his level. I do ssssoo love it when you call me Viscera, Tryst.. it makes me all tingly inside. She laughed, the sound sweet as silver bells. Veloce was painted pretty. Sweet curves and features, a melodic.. memorable voice and brilliant eyes to capture the soul.. but just so.. even the deadliest snakes glittered pretty scales in the right light. She strife to the right and watched him. She moved then, a quick dash forward and around, her presence behind him, though she was still within the sight of his peripherals. Her hands cupping his shoulders and her chest pressed against his back. She planted her chin on his shoulder in a non-threatening manner. Veloce was always different when the elders were not watching, ever playful, ever taunting. Call me Viscera again? Pleeease Tryst? she cooed with a soft laugh, keeping herself positioned so he could not strike her without serious self strain. Do you not ever tire of these stupid games? For once.. let us actually get to know each other.. while the elders do not see us.. and once I feel satisfied.. I believe we can continue upon seeing who shall win whose kiss? She nuzzled her cheek against his and let out a delighted little purr. Twisted and vicious as she was, even since they were children she had been this way with him. Ever close, ever adoring, yet always loathing. Switching from one extreme to the next in the blink of an eye. It was a defense mechanism.. she had been raised only to protect herself.. to fear all those whom were not of her tribe. Only she could not bring herself to properly fear him.
Thread: .:The Feud:. [Nightingale & Razerwing]

Tryst raised an eyebrow, chuckling at her admitance. He'd have to remember that little detail. Instinctively, he tensed though as she fluidly moved around to his back, relaxing only slightly when she put her chin on his shoulder, just barely inside his peripheral vision. After so many years of the stalking, the attempted murder, he felt slightly uncomfortable with his enemy behind him. He wouldn't say it out loud, and he certaintly wouldn't let it show. A smile played at the corner of his lips, exposing the tips of his fangs. Ah...... are you proposssing a truce? My my Vissscera, debauchery behind the eldersss backsss. He leaned back slightly against her. If I didn't know you better, I'd sssay you like me, or at the very leassst enjoy my company. He chuckled, closing his eyes. Was the Viscera, Veloce, actually proposing something other than the ho-hum routine of the Feud? How odd. Asss much asss I'd love to, how do I know thiss issn't an......... assassination attempt on your part love? He brought his hand up slowly, thanking the Lamia genes for his flexibility, to pet his opponents head. Her hair was amazingly soft. His other hand grasped hers, almost tenderly. His reservations and instinct to survive were still strong though. Do you know of sssuch a place where the elder onesss do not have their eyesss? And more importantly, what happensss after the winner hasss their kisss? One of usss musst die, Vissscera. The eldersss would not have it any other way.
Thread: .:The Feud:. [Nightingale & Razerwing]

She frowned, pressing her cheek to his tenderly. Don't play dumb Trysst. She hissed softly at his ear. You know as well as I.. that the only reason we fight.. is because they tell us we have to.. the tell us that only one of us can exist. The other must die.. but why then.. would the Gods have allowed for us both to be born under the Moon of Viscera? She felt his hand pet over her hair and she closed her eyes for a moment, dropping her voice several pitched to a whisper so only he could hear her. I've been studying the history of our people.. and listening in on the elders.. and none of this makes sense to me anymore. They manipulated us for their own good, Tryst.. some of the elders are uneasy about it.. they can't hide it.. but some of them are working towards a different cause. I believe there may be betrayal in the ranks my dear Tryst and I don't mean my completely forbidden feelings for you. She let go of him finally and made her way back around him to face him. Her hands at her sides, finger tips idly brushing the tops of her thigh-high armored boots. She looked at him almost pleadingly. I'm asking for your help Tryst.. help me understand why one of us must die.. where in our history it says nothing of it.. because it was sworn by the gods.. should we turn against our brethren.. darkness will haunt our hearts.. and the nightmares we are.. will become our own. She bit her bottom lip some and got intimately close to him again. As Viscera I.. we.. have a knowledge that the elders do not.. we have a gift they do not.. we are warriors.. we are the Gods chosen Tryst.. and my senses tell me something isn't right and it took me too long to notice it.
Thread: .:The Feud:. [Nightingale & Razerwing]

He sighed, looking to the sky. I don't recall playing dumb. I'm well aware of the fact that the elders are the reason for our fighting. As she moved on, he tilted his head. As far as I know, we were born to fight. The reason only one can exist is simple. We are not only warriors, but powerful ones. Even the clanless Lamia can see that the edlers fear our power. His curiosity deepened as her voice dropped to a whisper. His head was now filling with questions, something he'd been taught not to do. He was raised to follow orders, to be the warrior he was born to be. Now all this new information inevitably piqued his interest. And then, she admitted her feelings for him. He couldn't help but draw in a slow, short breath. Should he tell her of his feelings? Betrayal in the higher ranks hm? It's..... an interesting idea. Plausible too. I have noticed disension among them. He looked directly into her eyes, letting his guard down quite a bit as he pondered. His arms were crossed. This was rather interesting. I don't mind being manipulated though, to an extent. As to where and what the elders are working for, I'm curious. He met her pleading gaze with his own piercing one, searching for answers. Do you have any input on how to escape the Feud games, and to see where this betrayal leads?
Thread: .:The Feud:. [Nightingale & Razerwing]

There's no immediate escape of the Feud.. She admitted reluctantly. We can only hope that we can both hold on, until we can finally put this behind us... that.. or as acting Viscera... we put the Elders to an end here and now. She fixed her stance, moving herself about a foot away from him. Following the scrolls of the first elders.. the Viscera's decisions overwhelm those of the Elder council. She laughed quietly to herself. Before shaking her head and looking him in the eyes. I don't really expect you to follow... stay, play the pet to the elders and let them give you the title Viscera.. as for me.. the Feud Games are taking a different turn. I will ensure every last head will roll... those who betrayed me and mine will pay. They will taste of my wrath and know what death looks like. She shrugged her shoulders and turned slightly, she could hear the elders in the distance drawing nearer to the grounds on which they stood. I believe the elders are looking to reincarnate the spirit of Mayr, by pitting us against each other. I remember an old nursery story.. my father used to tell me.. about a Viscera who was pitted against his own brethren.. a great evil encompassed his brother.. and the great war ensued. Mayr was the name of that evil.. and by blood shed.. and pitting brother against brother.. they want to create the perfect candidate.. or so I believe.. if they've found a way to awaken his soul.. all they need is for one of us to kill the other.. and open oneself to that evil.. I refuse to do it.