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Thread: 1X1 X-men rp. Strategist and I only.

Gambit was a bit ticked off that Toad kept trying to steal his staff. He held it tight and tagged behind Sabertooth, Toad, and Wolverine, looking back every now and then to make sure nobody was following them. How far do we need to go? he asked. He didn't like the place. It gave him creepy feel. He didn't like hanging back, so he caught up with the other guys.
Thread: 1X1 X-men rp. Strategist and I only.

Wolverine said to him,Were almost their where Tanja is and were here already,which one of us should break this lock to her cell me or you? I think you'll be better at breaking locks and hopefully Tanja will be glad to see us both,since were saving her from this place,and hurry up with the lock Remy. Tanja heard two fimlair voices on the other side of her cell and she wonders if it's Remy and Wolverine or two other people and she sighed.
Thread: Drakengarde's Discontents (Among Others)

I came here looking for a good place to roleplay. Specifically, to ask for One one One roleplays, predominantly to be held over messenger programs such as AIM, and possibly with the intention for them to possibly be adult-oriented. My primary reason for having come here in the first place is because I had came across a site that I thought would have been rather intriguing to do just that. That site's name was Elliquiy. However, Elliquiy required that before I could even do such a thing, I must pass some arduous rigmarole pastiche of an approval process. Not a problem, I thought, I could handle some insane questions and maybe a roleplay writing sample or two. Long story short, I'm on the fora for a week, and get declined approval, being told I can re-apply in six months. The hell? What did I do wrong? The administration tells me that I was declined either because I was possibly deemed not mature enough to enter the mature areas of the forum, or possibly that I was deemed to not be active enough or that I did not demonstrate the proper qualities that showed them that I would be a valuable member of the community. I was then subsequently told please improve on one or more of these aspects. ...Alright, so...what EXACTLY do I need to work on? The administration flat out refuses to tell me, which infuriates me to no end because how the HELL can I improve on something when I'm NOT TOLD what needs to be improved on?! So, instead of waiting the six months, I basically said FTS and asked the administration to delete my account, and I came here instead. ...only to realize, after having signed up here and posted my introductory post, that this very site is hosted by Elliquiy . facepalm So, I'm feeling both a little embarrassed and somewhat apprehensive, but seeing as how I was not subject to Elliquiy's crazy-ass questionnaire and lack of forum stating approval must be required to post in the adult areas, I'm led to believe I will not encounter any such problems here. In retrospect, however, I still find this entire situation particularly amusing.
Thread: Drakengarde's Discontents (Among Others)

RE ...Well now, ain't this...interesting. Drakengarde said In retrospect, however, I still find this entire situation particularly amusing. Click to expand... Dude, you have no fricking idea. Welcome to Blue Moon!
Thread: Drakengarde's Discontents (Among Others)

RE ...Well now, ain't this...interesting. This site is hosted by Elliquiy to fill a very different niche. There's a selection of people that like the way E is run. Many don't. That's why we're here. I myself was declined on E and never bothered to go back.
Thread: Drakengarde's Discontents (Among Others)

RE ...Well now, ain't this...interesting. Seraph Nicholas said This site is hosted by Elliquiy to fill a very different niche. There's a selection of people that like the way E is run. Many don't. That's why we're here. I myself was declined on E and never bothered to go back. Click to expand... Well now! In that case, I don't feel quite so bad then. I was wondering if this site was some sort of branch off from Elliquiy...like, say, those declined from Elliquiy decided to band together to form their OWN community. I didn't want to say anything 'cuz I didn't want to appear with a foot in my mouth or anything, though...
Thread: Drakengarde's Discontents (Among Others)

RE ...Well now, ain't this...interesting. We do get a fair amount of Elliquiy rejects - Both those flatly rejected by the vetting process, and those that just don't wash in their community.
Thread: Drakengarde's Discontents (Among Others)

RE Drakengarde's Diatribes Among Others I have another particular musing I'd like to comment on. I already mentioned this in another post but... Why is it... WHY is it...that when you really Really REALLY want a roleplay of a particular nature, damn near EVERYBODY that contacts you asks for a roleplay that you really Really REALLY aren't interested in right then and there? I have nothing against Med. Fantasy. I have nothing against Hogwarts. But I am just have this ravenously horny desire for something else, it seems all I ever get is requests for the aforementioned! Gah!
Thread: Drakengarde's Discontents (Among Others)

RE Drakengarde's Diatribes Among Others Again, another complaint I've found that I just can't help but speak my mind on. Pokemon Roleplays. I have nothing against them, and in fact, I love roleplaying in the fandom. But, seriously, what the FUCK is with all the bestiality roleplays? Seriously, like almost every RP I've seen of the fandom is from females who want a male human sticking his rod in a female, usually feral, sometimes tamed, but otherwise completely non-anthro animal. ...How the hell can anybody find that sexy? Please, before anybody answers, don't. I don't want to know. Hell, I wouldn't really complain but I've really only seen maybe ONE person who would accept me playing a male to her female trainer, and...sigh. This kind of reminds me of my frustration at never finding a dominant female for my MasterSlave RPs, but that's a completely different can of worms in and of itself.
Thread: Drakengarde's Discontents (Among Others)

What is it with people telling me to revise my character after I tell them about it, going so far as to provide them with pictures if my descriptions aren't enough for them? I quite clearly state in my post I play non-human characters. Yes, my characters have a humanoid BODY, but Non-human means bnon-humanb. That means non-human body, non-human head, non-human face. This means I do scales. I do fur. I do horns, muzzles, forked tongue, sharp teeth. I do facial structures that would not be seen on any human character. How hard is this to understand? Yes, I quite perfectly understand that this will not appeal to everybody. Yes, I quite perfectly understand that's not everybody's cup of tea. No, I will NOT change my characters to suit your personal preference. Either suck it up and deal with it or move on. Your choice.
Thread: Drakengarde's Discontents (Among Others)

Going off a bit further in my earlier post... I don't mind human characters. I really don't. I just don't like PLAYING as them, nine times out of ten. My main peeve is that I don't ask people to change their characters around for something I don't like. I don't nitpick--or at least, I try not to. If something disturbs me, I will at least point it out, but I will not force--I will not even ASK anybody to change their character that they've spent time thinking up. I would just like people to do that same for me and my characters.
Thread: Drakengarde's Discontents (Among Others)

Nobody ever roleplays on IMs anymore, I see. I mean, I can understand why people don't really use instant messenger programs. Hell, I despise YIM and MSN myself. The only programs I ever use are Skype and AIM... But, its like, fuck . Nobody ever uses them, it seems. Makes me question why I even bother.
Thread: It's all about the working life...(nintendo and PW)

Though only twenty-eight Taylor Fisher had already been promoted seven times in the last five years. The young blond had been quite talented in her job, if by job you meant taking phone calls, keeping record, and occasionally letting the boss have a little time to relax with her stunning sexual services. Of course her resume simply stated her experience in typical book keeping, accounting, writing speed, ect. The usual and after ever job there was a little of recommendation to go with it, a letter she had worked hard to get. A pair of green eyes stared at her reflection in the elevator as it rose up the different floors making sure the curls were nicely placed around her face, her white shirt nicely tucked with the top button open, the black blazer free from any cat hair, and the skirt nicely suiting every single one of her curves. The young woman stood a full height of five feet seven inches, and had a slim but curvy figure. She clearly took care of herself, and unlike most light blond ladies hers was all natural. She always had natural looking make-up, and made sure to dress appropriately in the building, well unless she wanted something or they were on a business trip. Placing a nervous smile on her lips the young woman took a seat outside the gentlemens office for a minute or two just to calm her nerves. Checking her silver watch she noticed it was five minute to the appropriate time to start work and knocked on the firm wooden door. Waiting until she was called in the young woman instantly looked the man over already finding him extremely attractive and held out her hand. Hello, Im Taylor Fischer, your new secretary She purred keeping eye contact.
Thread: Holy Hell!

The village had called for help and it was her job to answer. There was a troll roaming the area, at first it just went after the livestock but then it started taking people. This was when they called for help and this was when Noel answered. Noel was a nun but not like your average nun, she used town the demons that plagued people. Turn the other cheek only worked when the thing you were turning your cheeks to didn't plan on ripping them off. This monster did just that and her services were needed. Noel couldn't stand demons, if she had her way she'd sent them back to the firey pits of hell they came from in pieces. Of course she was working on that plan, tracking down the troll that had been taring people apart. She had managed to track him to a cavern that took her deep below ground. She had a lantern but without that she couldn't see past her nose. It was darker then the night down there and she didn't like it one bit. Her gun in hand she walks through the network of tunnels, listening for any close that it might be close but down here it had the upper hand. Down here she wasn't the hunter anymore. Out of no where the creature attacked, grabbing for her head. Noel ducked and rolled, just barely missing. The beast tugged off her wimple and her short blonde hair fell free. She bit back a curse as her beautiful blue eyes scanned the area. She hadn't been looking where she was going and now she saw something strange, she wasn't just in a net work of tunnels anymore, it was some kind of tomb. There were strange writings around the walls and symbols she didn't understand, this place had an evil aura about it. No wonder the troll was attracted here. In the middle of the room there was the coffin. It was large and stone and when the creature lunged at her next she took shelter behind the stone and shot at the beast. Holy bullets hurt a lot but this troll would be much harder to deal with. While he screamed in pain Noel ducked behind one of the pillars to reload with something a bit more explosive. Blinded by rage the troll crashed his fists down on top of the stone tomb, breaking it open then coming after her. He swung at the pillar she had been hiding behind. Noel managed to get out of the way but just from the falling bits of pillar, not from the troll. One if the hits connected. Noel cried out in pain as the beast knocked her back. She felt her back connect with the tomb, falling in her gun skid across the floor. Now she cursed. There was a body in there, she was about to hop out and go for her gun when she realized something... the body was starting to move.
Thread: Holy Hell!

Though consumed with hunger, the demon did not forget that there was another in his presence, or at least she was before she fled in sheer terror upon witnessing the feast of the heart. He was quite curious about her, actually. Here he was, freed from his prison of stone by her hand and she didn't give him so much as a thought to thank her. That would have to change shortly. He was finished with the troll's heart now, the remnants of the blood smeared on his face. With his bare arm, he wiped away what he could before stretching his limbs for the inevitable pursuit. He could take his time with this primarily for two reasons. For one, she was quite slow compared to him, especially now that he had eaten and two, the scent of her fear carried in the wind like a strong musk. This was going to be fun. No sooner than he had streched himself, did he commence with the pursuit. His legs were swift as a cheetah, darting to and fro between the trees and bushes, with footsteps so light that they did little to disturb the very leaves on the ground. Surely, when he caught up to her, the priestess would not know it until it was too late. Though the scent of her fear was becoming faint, he knew he was close now. And when he did finally catch up to her, the demon could only wonder what she was thinking at that point. Did she feel she was safe? Was she thanking her god for not being killed in that bloody mess in the tombs back there? It mattered not to him. She was nowhere near safe and her god wouldn't be able to save her from what he had in mind. But if one would think the priestess was going to be killed swiftly, there would be another thing coming. The demon decided instead to amuse himself with her rather than tear her limb from limb. He owed her that much at least. Plus he had some things of his own he had to get off his chest and she was the only one that could perhaps provide him with the answers he needed. With that thought in mind, he snuck up behind her to the point where his shadow was hovering over hers. He leaned in close to her, the fear emminating from her slender form causing a toothy grin to paint his face and with a short breath, whispered into her ear. Yo.
Thread: Holy Hell!

The young woman knelled beside the riverbed, panting, heart racing, terrified and yet she still found herself smiling. The fear was slowly subsiding, the adrenalin rushing through her. Nothing makes you feel as alive as a brush with death. She chuckled lightly at the thought. She was sure she had gotten away, the magics at the tomb had to have held him behind and now all she needed to do was catch her breath and get back to head quarters and report this as soon as she possibly could. Things would just be that simple... But they never were that simple were they. A shadow loomed over her and her smiled shrank while her fear grew. The girl was frozen. She knew she should move, or run or scream or something but she just froze, her own fear gripping her to tightly to move. H-he got out? How? There should have been spells to hold him there! Holy magic to keep him from leaving! Her thoughts were panicked. She didn't know how he had escaped but he had and he had come after her. There was no way she could out run him, she knew that, even if she was faster then him by the few seconds it had taken him to catch her she wouldn't be able to keep it up for as long as he could, she didn't have the stamina for it. She didn't know what he was planning, she didn't know what he hadn't killed her yet or what he has in store but no matter what it was she would have put money on it not being good. She could feel the evil radiating off him as he leaned down, when he spoke into her ear it was like he broke whatever spell was holding her. The girl spun away form him, being on her knees it wasn't an easy task but she managed to do so without falling into the river, it was then that a thought occurred to her. Instead of stopping at the river she should have crossed it. Running water stopped vampire, perhaps it would stop him? Without another thought she made a move and stepped into the water, it went up to the middle of her thighs, there was a heavy current that almost made her stumble. Once she was out of arms reach she turned just as quickly and pointed her gun at him. She hadn't gotten to shoot the troll with the holy water bullets but she had gotten to load them. Who are you? What do you want? Noel asked, trying to sound brave and keep the terror from her voice. As she kept the gun trained on her target she backed away slowly, through the river and to the other side. Her dress was heavier form the water but it would dry and she had much more pressing matters.
Thread: Holy Hell!

The reaction of the priestess was just too priceless. His soft whisper of a greeting caused her to nearly jump out of her skin and back away from him as far as possible. He would have believed she might have backed off all the way to the edge of the earth if she had not decided to stop. There, she cowered before him, brandishing a strange object that he had never seen before. The way she was holding it, he could only guess that it was a weapon of some sort and in his state, it would probably be best to stay away from it at any cost, lest he suffer a painful, permanent death. Despite the possible danger, the demon stood tall before her and let out a small chuckle that soon turned into a hearty laugh. Oh, man, he started between breaths. Are these the people they're sending out to hunt demons these days? How long have I been out of it? He stopped then and let out a soft sigh before sitting upon a nearby tree stump and locking his gaze upon the woman. She was quite extravagant to look upon, especially now since she was soaking wet. Her curves were in all the right places and her face, despite the fear had that innocent twinkle to it. With the grin still plastered on his face, it appeared as if he had something rather perverted in mind for her, but in order to handle such a rose, he must first disarm the thorns, which in this case, would be the unknown weapon she had pointed right at him. The best plan for him would to put on a calming demeanor and try to woo her into getting closer. And that's just what the demon did, setting his elbow upon his thigh and his chin to his hand, his gaze unwavering. Are you gonna sit there all day or are you gonna come say hi? It's not like I'm gonna eat you or anything. After all, I just got finished eating that rather juicy troll heart.
Thread: Holy Hell!

She was... amusing? She was amusing him!? He face flared a bit. She wasn't supposed to be something evil could laugh at, it was her job to kill it not entertain it! She kept her gun on him as he moved, he didn't seem to care much about it. She knew she could hit him easily, she rarely missed. Being on of the best marksmen around that was expected. Still, at the moment he wasn't attacking her and the bullets were not cheap, besides, she wasn't sure how much of an effect they would have an even if she wanted to shoot him, no matter how badly, that wasn't her mission. Her current mission was getting away and reporting him and she couldn't do that if she provoked him and got herself killed. Noel truly was pretty, prettier now that her headdress was lost in the his caves. Her golden hair was silky smooth and short and framed her face. Her breasts were full and despite the attempt at being unflattering even her cloths couldn't hide her curves. The woman had a beautiful body and many a man was disappointed to learn she had sworn to stay pure. The dress clung to her legs in a way that made her uncomfortable to be seen in, especially since the person seeing her was a man, he was naked, and incredibly evil. But all of this changed nothing, he was being civil with her... sort of, so she decided to see if she might be able to learn something more she could report. I couldn't tell you, I don't know how long you have been locked up there. When was the last time you saw the sun? Who are you and why were you entombed there? She asked him, still struggling to keep her voice calm so he couldn't hear her fear. She kept her gun on his and her guard up, she wasn't about to let him sweet talk her into dying.
Thread: Holy Hell!

Just gazing upon this priestess more and morewas enough to salivate the demon's sexual appetites. It had been such a long time since he had been with a woman of any variety, demon or human. Taking her now was just so damn tempting. And yet, he held off. There was no need to rush things, after all. It wasn't like she was going to go anywhere he couldn't follow and she did seem to take a bit of interest in him. Why not let her know a bit about him before giving that slender, sexy body a workout that it would never forget? But before he could even so much as think of the first thing to ask her, she questioned him first and it was a question that he was all too happy to answer...in his own unique way, of course. Who am I? he questioned back at the woman. Hmm. Of course you wouldn't know who I am, would you? After all, you were nothing but the seed of a seed of a seed when I was walking the earth. But since you insist on knowing who your savior is, I suppose there's no harm in it. You may call me the great Zarathustra. Ruler of men, lover of women, a rouge of sorts in the demon community. Back then, anyone who had the discourse of running into me would never forget my name or face. That was before I was placed in that damnable tomb. I can't remember why for the life of me though. Perhaps it has something to do with this... Slowly, the demon who called himself Zarathustra rose to his feet, his prominent figure standing tall and proud before her and placed his hands upon his chest. For a moment, it seemed like a somewhat proper gesture, pointing to his heart in such a manner. But it didn't take long for all the sense of dignity and grace to be thrown out the window as the demon pressed deeper into himself, so much to the point where his hands caved into his chest. There, he began to rip and pull, his flesh tearing and ripping apart. There was some blood and a bit of discomfort on the face of the demon, but there was no real sense of pain for him. After all, if there were creatures in this world that could survive without a few limbs or even a head, then ripping a demon's chest open would pose little threat to its life. At last, the flesh was torn asunder and the innards of Zarathustra's chest were revealed to the world, more specifically, the priestess. Should her eyes sustain such a grotesque sight, she would notice that there was something vital missing within the body of this particular demon His heart. Yes, it was true. Through some twisted method of the supernatural, he was somehow sustaining his life without the very thing required for all beings, human or otherwise, to live. As you can see, the demon started upon composing himself. My heart is missing. Some bastard stripped it from my body by using some kind of black magic. Of what variety, Even I don't know. I should very well be dead, but instead, I've been left in such a state that even a bunch of common monks were strong enough to be able to seal me away.