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Thread: Final Fantasy Sluts' Tactics

Ahh, poor, poor Vary. Still, it wasn't every day that a man of healing could lay on hands for so many soft, sweet breasts...although if he tried anything, it was a sure bet one of the Geomancers would clobber him. Still, a girl liked a man with a soft touch... Juliette made her way to the bar not quite a hole in the wall, but only by a matter of degrees, looking around for her charge. She would get good and drunk later. Right now there was something she REALLY needed to do...Finding Amelia, she made her way across the tavern's floor until she stood over the Squire's table. Amelia, come with me. She smiled, so it didn't sound quite so ominous. We've got a few things to discuss. She turned and led the way up the stairs toward the private areas, quite certain the Squire would follow and ignoring an opportunistic hand or two copping a feel on her barely-clad behind.
Thread: Final Fantasy Sluts' Tactics

Amelia had just sat down with a warm mug of cider, blowing at the beverage to get it to cool faster. She was enjoying the soft, padded bench beneath her shapely bum the feel of smooth wood, finished and lacquered, just beneath her fingertips. A probing tongue licked at her lips and she found herself salivating at the thought of the bitter apple blend. And then, suddenly, Juliette had made her way over to her, demanding Amelia's attention. As she followed, she gave one last sad look back at her drink before disappearing around a corner with Juliette.
Thread: Final Fantasy Sluts' Tactics

Juliette caught the wistful glance the girl gave the drink as they walked away, and smiled. Don't worry, Amelia. When we're done, I'll buy you a new one. The Mediator led the way out of the common room, toward the back where privacy could be had...for a price, anyway. She'd apparently paid already, because there was a room left vacant, and she held the key in her hand. She gestured through the doorway, allowing Amelia to precede her. Once inside the door shut and locked Juliette turned to Amelia. You did very well for your first battle, the Mediator smiled at the girl. And don't feel bad for freezing. That happens to just about everyone. However, I think this might work a little bit better than your little trainer sword. She produced the axe she'd liberated from Amelia's downed opponent presumably from Inventory, even if her robe looked like a skimpy evening dress and shawl and thumped it, blade first, onto the table. Then, there's the matter of your...Bravery. To make things a little easier, I re-found that picture for us to enjoy and use as reference. Here it is
Thread: Final Fantasy Sluts' Tactics

Amelia held the heavy axe, blinking away the confusion that was so evidently plastered on her face. Well, thank you, she said, glad to know she'd at least done alright. She gave it a little bounce in her grip, testing it, before perking her brow in response to that last statement. My Bravery? That was a stat she hadn't been able to work on that stat... In fact, she had no idea how to boost that!
Thread: Portals and demons and magic, oh my! (Candira and DarkenedKnight)

Though she was studying the occult, V never imagined that she would have a talent for magic. Though it was an accepted presence in the world, people that could control the force or utilize spells were rare in the world. Because of this, she felt relatively sure that she wouldn't affect the delicate balance of the world by reading some of the archaic language in the spell book aloud. It was the best way to really get a sense of the spell itself, and since she was studying the summoning of otherworldly creatures at the moment, she was doubly sure that she wouldn't get very far in her endeavor. She put the book down with a sigh and rubbed at her tired eyes. V had been reading for hours, mostly silently and to herself. It was becoming monotonous and annoying. Better to read aloud for awhile. She considered the notion as she took her hair down, removing the clip that held the shoulder-length scarlet locks in place. She was a rare combination of her mother--a beautiful Scottish woman--and her father, a tall, strikingly handsome Japanese man. She had her mother's coloring and her fathers features--a beautiful set of amber eyes, almond-shaped like her father's. A delicate, aristocratic nose, and full, lush lips came from both of her parents. Despite being already into their sixties, they were still beautiful people. She got her mother's physique, a tall, slender body with just the right amount of curves in all the right places. Though V never really lacked attention from the opposite sex, she'd never really felt that she fit into anyone's fantasies. She was truly unique. It was only accentuated by her choice of studies. The occult was a strange field for a strange girl who'd grown up with Scottish mythology and Japanese lore. She supposed the excitement of both had infected her, but she'd never imagined that she'd be sitting in the library as she was now, pouring over tomes so old the pages were beginning to crumble. Carefully, she returned her attention to the book and began to read the spell aloud. She wasn't entirely sure what she was saying, though she knew she was calling upon the gatekeeper. Whatever that meant. The last thing she expected was for the spell to work.
Thread: Certainly, an unusual pairing...(hungryeyes x RVJ94)

I looked at myself in the very small mirror of my locker, and sighed. It was game day, so that meant all the cheerleaders had to wear their uniforms. While all the others were strutting their stuff, I was far less comfortable showing half of my ass. Don't get me wrong, at 5'7 and weighing in at 130 pounds, I definitely was in shape other boys didn't think so. At 17, you would think I would have had a boyfriend by now...and yet...nothing. I bite my lip, and took a deep breath. I wasn't about to let my self confidence tear me down today...today was a new day. So, I applied a little lip gloss and smirked as I shut my locker, and swayed my hips down the hall, my long brown ponytail swaying with me. Hanging a little bit higher than my bra strap Suddenly, it was like something turned on in guys minds and I had a few smiles my way. I blushed and kept walking to Chemistry...
Thread: Certainly, an unusual pairing...(hungryeyes x RVJ94)

You gonna get online tonight, Joseph? Jake asked me. And play some Call of Duty? Probably, I replied, scratching my short, dark brown hair a bit, my brown eyes staring at some notes. Jake was one of the few people I can call 'a friend' at school, but it came with the territory. I didn't fit in with the preps, and I wasn't athletic or confident enough to be on any of the sports teams. I thought the goths and emo kids were too lame. I guess I didn't fit in with any of the major cliques in school, but I was comfortable enough to kinda be in the background. I was a bit of a geek. Played around with computers and PS3 a lot, and got excellent grades. While I didn't get picked on that badly, I got my share of being shoved into the walls and lockers. As it was my senior year, I couldn't wait for it to end. I adjusted my glasses and and looked up to observe as my classmates flowed into Chemistry, with a couple of minutes to spare before the bell would ring. As I sat in my seat, one of the cheerleaders walked into the classroom. I didn't remember her name, which was bad considering that this was the end of the second week of school. And worse, considering that her and her family moved next door to us this past summer. I would see her outside as she came to and from home, and if you put a gun to my head, I had to admit that I had a bit of a crush on her. She was very attractive, with a pretty smile, and a killer body to boot. He had a thing for girls with curves, and she had dangerous ones. But I came to the conclusion that girls like that weren't interested in geeks like me, who had been single since before my junior year ended. That thought was amplified upon learning that she was part of the cheerleading squad. Guess I'm just left with nothing but fantasies, I thought.
Thread: Certainly, an unusual pairing...(hungryeyes x RVJ94)

I take diligent notes during class, ignoring the jocks behind me..until they start to pick on you. I see you rolling your eyes, and ignoring it...but I cant let things go so easily. You've always seemed really sweet, and pretty smart. I turn back to them and scowl, Would you just fucking quit? You both just sound like assholes and honestly, no one in this classroom gives a shit about what you have to say I turn back around, rolling my eyes and shaking my head. Then, they proceed to tease me. Saying I'm probably your piece of ass and I growl, Lord only knows it would be 200 times better then dating either of you, I would rather not get infected with one of the many STD's you probably have After that, the immediately stop. I kind of smile at you and go back to my notes, crossing my legs, making my skirt rise up on my thighs...
Thread: Certainly, an unusual pairing...(hungryeyes x RVJ94)

After the teacher gave his lecture, the rest of the class time was spent on going over notes and working on a couple of different worksheets. As I sat there, filling in some of the blanks for the short answer section of the first sheet, that's when the two jocks that were sitting behind me starting talking their trash. It was mostly just words, but the one guy that sits directly behind me flicked my ear. Normally, I would've just ignored it. I had long become immune to the words, and merely just found what the jocks usually said to be annoying. But it didn't bother me that much anymore. Nonetheless, I was about to turn around and say something, when what's-her-name beat me to the punch. I listened as she went back and forth with them, and subsequently put them in their place without pause or hesitation. I was sincerely impressed. But I felt much more shock than anything else. I mean, this girl, this crush of mine, this cheerleader, sticking up for me when she didn't have to. That was...nice. I leaned over towards her, and said in a hushed voice, Hey. Uh, thanks for that. But you really didn't need to do that.
Thread: Intriguing characters, conflict, plot. MxF or MxM

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Thread: Intriguing characters, conflict, plot. MxF or MxM

I Have a Good Idea for the LoveHate RP, Two Powerful London GangsSyndicates, Locked in a Battle For control, But The Leader of one Teases The other and Coaxes him into striking or Lashing out when they Meet on the streets, But if They Meet in Private, It's a Very a Different Story.
Thread: Intriguing characters, conflict, plot. MxF or MxM

Sent a PM, I'd LOVE to do some world-building with you I'd be game to try superhero stuff, but I also have other ideas, as you'll see! 3
Thread: Intriguing characters, conflict, plot. MxF or MxM

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Thread: Intriguing characters, conflict, plot. MxF or MxM

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Thread: My Wife Now -  Closed

Calvin Twocrows looked down at the sleeping woman and his heart jumped again. Not because she was gorgeous. Oh, she was pretty enough. A full figure with a womanly bosom halfway along in her pregnancy, she was still attractive. Her dark waist-length hair had been neatly gathered into a ponytail by the hospital staff. She had a pretty face and was in her young twenties. No, it was because of who she was that his heart skipped a beat. Gwen Ryder - wife of Mack Ryder, head of the Oklahoma Gang. He had come from his office, which was perched on the border of the reservation. Ryder and his people had used the federal laws regarding Indian sovereignty to their advantage. As the areas federal agent, Calvin was the only man in the area able to work in both worlds, so he was constantly getting called in when pursuit hit the border. Dark eyes set in a solid face more rugged than handsome, he had few attachments. After the way veterans of the great war had been treated, and with his heroism and medals, Uncle Sam had realized that his tribal status and mixed blood made him perfect as an Indian agent. Reading the doctors report attempted strangulation, beaten, loss of all personal memorythis poor girl had been through a lot. If she went back, shed likely be killed. Well, Ryder had done enough damage. Doctor, Im signing her out. Shes now under witness protection and you will release all her records to me. No one here saw her or remembers her, got it? The Doctor started to protest, but something in the eyes of the tanned man before him froze the words in his throat. He just nodded and gathered all the papers. Shed been given a sedative, so getting her into a wheelchair and down to Calvins car was easy. Stopping at the Court records office was not hard. A judge there owed him big and was willing to backdate a marriage certificate for him. He also destroyed the record of Ryders marriage to her. Hed been driving for an hour, and was still trying to decide just what to do when she awoke. Her frightened eyes asked him unspoken questions and he made a fateful decision. Gwen, honey. Its me, Calvin, your husband. Im so glad I found you again. After those bastards kidnapped you, I thought Id go mad. But now youre safe and Ill never let them have you. Were heading back to our house on the edge of the reservation. Do you remember the reservation? Its OK, dont worry darling. His hand lifted hers to kiss. Youve been through too much. Ive taken some time off my police work so we can get reacquainted. This could work. Hed joked with the people that he had a white wife he was hiding before, so producing one would not cause alarm. And there was the fact that he knew Gwen. She was eight years younger than his thirty, and has literally been the little girl next door in his white neighborhood where his white father had insisted they live. Now, her family was gone and there was no on to say he wasnt what he claimed. He turned to her as he stopped the car in the driveway. Softly, he took her chin and kissed her.
Thread: My Wife Now -  Closed

RE My Wife Now - A Romantic Wife Stealing Lan and LeDamsel91 The only reason she knew her name, was because the doctor had told her when she had woken up the first time. She woke to the feel of a car moving and then turned to see a man. She gasped and jumped but her head was hurting so much so that she couldn't move away. Swallowing, she let him kiss her and then looked at him. You...You're m-my husband? she asked softly and then looked away, taking a deep breath, just as the baby kicked about inside of her. She put her hands to her belly. She had woken up in a hospital bed about a week ago with a pregnant belly and no way of knowing who she was. Attacked they said. And she was apt to believe it. She was still bruised and battered and her head still hurt from where someone had hit her. Taking a deep breath, she just looked at the house. It was a rather nice house. Swallowing, she closed her eyes and then glanced back at him. I don't remember you...why...why am I not at the hospital? Why am I here? And where have you been all week if I am your wife. Surely if a man knew his wife that he loved was injured and carrying his child he would of come the day that she was found...to the hospital... She felt on the cusp of having a panic attack and slowly grabbed the handle of the door and opened it up, stepping out, holding onto the door of the Model T ford and just dragging in deep breaths. She hated this. She knew nothing of her life. Not her name, except what had been told to her, not her husband, not the place she lived in. She was pregnant with a man's child. A stranger to her because she knew nothing at all. She closed her eyes, running her fingers over her face, trying hard not to collapse into tears. As she grew more stressed and upset, the baby moved and kicked abut and so she had to take deep breaths to keep the child from falling apart. She sank down on the bench underneath the large oak tree in the front yard. It seemed that they were surrounded by pastures and beautiful oaks. She swallowed and closed her eyes, trying hard to keep herself from crying. She didn't know what to think or do.
Thread: My Wife Now -  Closed

RE My Wife Now - A Romantic Wife Stealing Lan and LeDamsel91 Calm down. When you disappeared, it took me a week to locate you. No one here knew who you were. I've driven all over the places and spent so many hours on the phone. I was so scared you were lost. Gwen, darling, please come inside. I want to show you something. The fire we had may have destroyed most of our things, but I want you to see something. He pulled out the photo of him going to college. There was ten year old Gwen hugging his side. It took me eight years to realize just how wonderful you are. I don't want you to leave me again. Not for anything. Know that that is the absolute truth. I want to love you and care for you the rest of my life, no matter what you remember. Can you understand that? I have never hurt you and never will. But can you remember to love me...like you did way back then...
Thread: My Wife Now -  Closed

RE My Wife Now - A Romantic Wife Stealing Lan and LeDamsel91 Gwen looked at the picture. Was that her? She didn't know. And what fire? It was all so confusing. She took a deep breath and just wiped her eyes, looking at the worn and weathered picture that he had kept in his pocket. The black and white faded at the edges. Her gaze went to his. Fire? she asked then shook her head. I don't remember anything, she whispered, close to sobbing. I don't even know if that is me in that picture, she said, handing him the picture back and taking a deep breath. She got up slowly, walking into the house she was supposed to live in, looking around and seeing that it was small but quaint. Just as she imagined a house she would want to live in would look like. But it didn't feel right. She took a deep breath, walking to the kitchen and running her fingers over the black cast iron stove and the counter top. I'm sorry I don't remember anything, she whispered softly.
Thread: My Wife Now -  Closed

RE My Wife Now - A Romantic Wife Stealing Lan and LeDamsel91 I know it's you. Can you remember your mother, Janet? He was feeling terrible about fooling her, but he knew how loyal she was, and how vicious her temper when betrayed. If he told her all, she'd go straight out to find the Ryder gang and end up dead. He would not allow that. Ryder had to die. He was beyond seeking the law. He was seeking safety. If you don't like how things are, we can change them. I just want you to be happy. Gwen, with your memory loss, I don't know what else to do. Honey, I'm sure things are hard missing your memory. But I can start to fill some things in. I know your home town, high school... Maybe it's a good time to start anew. So...me...Calvin Twocrows. My mother is Navajo, my Dad was Irish. I'm thirty years old compared to your twenty-two. You used to think I was ruggedly attractive. Now I don't know what you think. I like apple pie, you prefer cherry. He was glad for all the time he'd spent around them before Ryder went rogue. Between that and his personal knowledge of her childhood, he had a pretty good background like no one else could provide. So even though I ache to take you in my arms and hold you close. The look on your face that says 'stranger' holds me away from you. So there is our bedroom. Go ahead and take it. I'll sleep here on the pullout tonight. He looked and felt miserable for several reasons, and he went to lie down, grabbing a beer.
Thread: Oh such a lovely couple! (Retsu&Mistress Legacy)

Alyx Greene and Violet Zachary, quite the interesting couple. They have been dating for about six months and they couldn't be happier. They are almost never seen apart and rarely do they do anything without first asking the other's permission. People look at them and call them the model couple as each knows each others boundary and knows when they shouldn't be around each other. However, they do have a tiny little secret Alyx loves to dominate Violet. No matter where they are or what time it is Alyx is almost always making Violet do sexual activities and sometimes out in public. Now you would think that Violet would hate her boyfriend for doing this and would try to leave him. That isn't the case, as she rather enjoys him doing this to her and craves it. Twas a beautiful saturday morning and Alyx woke to the sound of his alarm clock beeping at him at exactly six thirty. He immediately took his laptop out from underneath his bed, pulled up his email, and sent Violet this 'Here is a list of things I want you to do before we meet up. One, take a black marker and write property of Alyx above your cunt. Two, make sure you dress as slutty as possible today. Three, I want you to wear two different colors on your nails. Four, wear a sort of pink on your lips today. Five, make sure your slutty outfit includes my favorite kind of leg wear. And six, meet me in the town park taking the long way around so people can see your outfit.' there was a long space before the words 'Love you!' appeared on the screen. He shut his laptop off and headed outside as he ventured off to the town park.
Thread: The Man Behind the Mask and His Muse(Wolvenrogue and Nightsorceress

Geno was an outgoing, athletic, gregarious student at the Venitian School of Music and Opera, He was there on a full scholarship, having just graduatd from Juliard in New York, with Honors. He had come to Venice to study what had become his true passion, Opera. He also found the venician women playful and entertaining. He was an avid boater and waterskier and being of Itallian decent, he shared the thick black hair, smooth features, and olive skin with the local men, and few if any knew her was not born in Italy. He was a handsome man and a favorite of the ladies, at least until that fateful day. He had gone out skiing with his friend Mario. Geno was driving the boat as Mario skied. He turned to be sure that Mario was still upright, and as he did, the boat hit a barrel floating low in the water, which he did not see. Geno was thrown from his seat and his face was crushed. He woke up in hospital a few days later. wearing a white fiberglass mask, one he would wear the rest of his life, both to protect his delecate tissue, and cover the hideous disfigurment he had suffered. Geno arranged to complete his studies from home and graduated. Later, he found that the old opera house just down the street from his home, and long closed was available for sale. He scraped together his savings and bought it with plans of it reopening.
Thread: The Man Behind the Mask and His Muse(Wolvenrogue and Nightsorceress

Aria almost feel over when she had heard the old opera was open once again. As a child she spent days there watching her father perform. He was a great tenor and just as his popularity spread his life was tragically cut short in that opera house. Since her mother had died when she was an infant Aria was sent to Poland To live with her mothers family. Aria would often vist her fathers family and it was on such a visit that she heard of the opera had reopened and was a major success do to its new owner and musical genes. Selling out shows every night aria knew she wanted to be a part of that. She audition and was told her voice would not be anything that the opera owner would like for a lead however she was taken on as a chorus girl.