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Thread: needing some advice

Skywise.wolfrider said I have been turned down by two ... count 'em, two female RPers for roleplaying - and they weren't smut based roleplays! Click to expand... Perhaps they wanted smut? Perhaps you're thinking about this way too hard. For all you know, one hated elves and the other wolves, and they both were turned off by your avatar. People are mercurial, and when satisfying their fantasies, not especially interested in explaining themselves. Or so I've found.
Thread: needing some advice

Yes Trygon I have been thinking it is a possibility I am on the wrong RP board. Skywise
Thread: needing some advice

Honestly, difficulties finding andor keeping RP partners is not something that is unique to this particular RP board. It is something you will find no matter where you go. I've spent time on many RP boards across the internet and have found this to be true everywhere. So, people always need to keep it in mind that they are not alone in dealing with this phenomenon. Really, what it has to do with is that people are all hidden behind the comfort of their screens and thus the usual responsibilities expected of people as adults to communicate. That and this is a hobby, not a job. Anyway, perhaps if that is kept in mind, your perspective will change. So, remember You are hardly alone here. This happens everywhere. And once you get through the hurdles and actually connect with writers that truly mesh with you? Worth it.
Thread: needing some advice

Imma have to agree with DA on this. I've been to so many RP boards it's not even funny. And I've run into this particular problem everywhere , except BMR isn't half dead, gasping for air because it has only 10 users online. Yes I know thats not actually a true estimate. But it's close. I ended up waiting for like 9 months or more before I found a partner I really clicked with. And all that waiting I did, all that irritation at the fails didn't matter. As DA said, once you do find them it's so worth it on so many levels. Patience really is a key thing with RPing and I'm glad I waited. I have an amazing partner and 3 RPs with him all over a year old. One of them is almost 2 years old. I'm not trying to brag or anything, just making a point. Sometimes to find what you're looking for you need an amazing amount of patience and you need to truly love RPing writing. Otherwise it won't end up being worth it in the end. For 9 months or more I had people dropping me without a single word just ignoring me. Others who refused straight out. For 9 months or more this happened. I almost gave up on RPing. But I held out and now I have these amazing stories that make me happy. I'm sorry it's happening but it happens to everyone and it happens everywhere. If you RP....it's inevitable. BMR has a giant community, much larger than a lot of other boards so you're going to run into people like that. Additionally, you might get more help on how to word PMs to potential partners if we knew what you were saying to them in the first place. If you went ahead and posted up what you send them as a greeting introduction. As of now all we can comment on is well, what we have all already commented on. Just, something to keep in mind.
Thread: needing some advice

It's a very frustrating hobby what can I say! I like rather involved plots as well and also like to stray from one dimensional characters, that said I also like simple smutty stuff as well. The short answer is people can be fickle, they might already have enough RP Partners or be busy or anything else. Don't take it personally, to be honest it is probably better that someone who thinks they won't write well with you doesn't respond anyway, nothing worse than spending X amount of time writing a post only to have your RP dropped within one or two posts.
Thread: The 8th Year [HP] (xjynx & lia)

Harry Potter --------------------------------------- Harry looked around his now empty room. His things were packed into his school trunk. He was back at Grimauld Place. It was strange to be going back to school it wasn't that he didn't want to go, but he felt the need to be outside on alert, under the invisibility cloak, something. But those urges were unnecessary. He wasn't completely safe, of course he wasn't, but he was less likely to be killed than he ever had been in his life. To be honest, it was weird. There were a last few items sitting on his bed. Among them were the mirror shard from Sirius' mirror and Hagrid's photo album. But there was one more thing a wand. It was not his wand, nor did he want it to be. Rather, it was Draco Malfoy's wand, that he had obtained during his would-have-been 7th year. Harry had no use for Draco's wand, and he actually felt slightly guilty for having it. Harry slid off of the bed, picking up the items that had been lying there. The mirror went into the pouch around his neck, the photo album into his school trunk, but he hung onto the wand. It felt comfortable in his hand, not quite as much so as his own, but it's weight was pleasant. He spun it once and stuck it in his pocket alongside his own. Yes, he knew he might accidentally blow a whole in his jeans, but he wasn't really that worried. He made his way through the empty house using magic to float his trunk along behind him. He was to meet Ron and Hermione at King's Cross. And though it had been only a few weeks since seeing them, he had grown lonely without their constant presence. A while later, Harry was standing on platform 9 and three-quarters searching the crowd for a familiar face.
Thread: The 8th Year [HP] (xjynx & lia)

Harry spotted Ron and Hermione without much trouble. The problem was getting to them. Students young and old were trying to catch his attention. The thrill of him being the hero who took Voldemort down was still fresh. First year girls giggled in little groups and glanced at him, students he had only talked to once or twice were coming up to him. Harry didn't want to be rude, but he cut them off as quickly as he could and pushed his way to Ron and Hermione. Once with them, they found a compartment on the train, and closed the door. They did their best to ignore the people stopping at the door just to look at them. Didn't their parents tell them it's rude to stare, Ron grumbled under his breath at one point. Most people left them alone and didn't stare for too long. And, soon enough, the lunch trolley came by. With food in hand, the afternoon on the train passed much more quickly than the morning had. And before they knew it, the sky was darkening, robes were changed into, and the train was slowing. Harry saw Hagrid's large form wading through the sea of people to greet the first years. He stopped for a moment to smile at Harry, Ron, and Hermione, then continued with his call of First years, this way! The trio found a coach to themselves, and they were on their way to the castle. I wonder where we'll be staying, Harry commented. He had been thinking of the Gryffindor common room, and the many days he had spent by the warm fire there. It was a second home to him, but he knew there probably wouldn't be space there for them. This 8th year was special. Dunno, mate, Ron replied shrugging. Anyway, I'm starvedI can't wait to get to the feast. Harry felt his face twitch into a smile for a moment some things never changed. The carriage halted, and the three got out and headed up to the great hall. Harry wasn't sure what he had been expectingno rubble, surelybut found himself surprised to see the castle mostly intact, the way it had been before the war. It was comforting in one way, and unsettling in another, but he didn't have time to think much about it as they were swept into the great hall for the feast.
Thread: The 8th Year [HP] (xjynx & lia)

The alarm that he had set for himself went off five minutes before the time he'd set it. The new wand he had bought in France after his trial was eleven and a quarter inches, a bit longer than his original, and was made of hemlock wood and had a core of Veela hair. It worked well for him, even though Veela hair was known to be somewhat temperamental. The hemlock evened that out, and helped to strengthen his potions, too. The sun had begun to set now. Draco lit the torches before changing. The blond slid into charcoal cashmere trousers, and tucked in a starched, white cotton shirt. His Slytherin tie was slipped on and the collar fixed before his plain black robes were pulled on over the clothing, the fastenings of the robe left open. His shoes were black, and impeccably shined Italian leather. He fastened a silver tie pin that had the Malfoy crest pressed into the middle and fixed his hair, which he kept on the short side. Finally, after nearly forty five minutes, Draco was content with his appearance. It seemed he was just in time, too, because his secondary alarm sounded to alert him of the near arrival of the Thestral drawn carriages. He took his time walking down to the Great Hall, and entered through the large double doors with the masses. There were some odd looks, and a lot of whispers. Draco kept his head high, though. He refused to allow anyone tell him that he shouldn't be there. The Ministry had said otherwise. Draco took his seat at the Slytherin table, which was pathetically empty. It surprised him to see two of his old classmates walk in, though he kept a cautious mask as Blaise Zabini, Theo Nott and Daphne Greengrass strode in together. All three nodded to him, which he returned, and slid in either beside him or across. More whispers picked up around them, but all four resolutely ignored anything and everything that wasn't directly said to them. It would be better that way. I wonder how small the Slytherin house will be this year, Theo commented. Draco only shrugged. He'd been expecting to be the only Slytherin returning to finish their disrupted seventh year.
Thread: The 8th Year [HP] (xjynx & lia)

Harry glanced down the Gryffindor table. He spotted Neville and Luna and Ginny his stomach flipped a little at the sight of her. He had missed herdid miss herbut it didn't feel the same. Something in the months of the war had changed his gut feeling towards her, and he now saw her only as a friend. This information, he had imparted to neither Ginny nor Ron, but he had mentioned it to Hermione briefly. Harry glanced away from Ginny before she noticed him looking. Instead, he turned his gaze towards the other tables, looking for familiar faces and trying to ignore his stomach clenching as he saw friends or family of those he knew had died in the battle. The Slytherin table was the last one he looked at. Compared to all the other houses, it was empty. He supposed it made sense given that many Slytherin's had sided with the Death Eaters or were Death Eaters, but he almost felt a surge of pity. Quidditch, this year, if he was allowed to play, would definitely be unfair. Gryffindor deserved a few wins though, and maybe the Slytherins would stop being so annoyingly prideful. Harry wasn't optimistic, however. With the lack of people at the Slytherin table, Harry easily spotted the sleek blonde head of Draco Malfoy. His hand went to the wand in his pocket that wasn't hishe was going to return that soon. But as he was about to stand, a hush fell over the students, and Harry noticed that the Sorting Hat had uttered it's first note of the evening. Harry's green eyes slid over to Malfoy once more, before turning to the Sorting Hat. It had been a while since he had seen a sorting or heard the song of the hat. His eyes wandered over the group of first years huddled by the door. He remembered being one of them11 years old and terrified. So much had changed since then, but this world, even with all it's faults, was the one he would always call home.
Thread: The 8th Year [HP] (xjynx & lia)

The four Slytherin eighth years wandered around the corridors after the feast. None of them were too keen on walking into a lair of witches and wizards who were not only on high alert, but who also didn't trust them. Not that they trusted their other year mates... That was just semantics. They talked about which NEWT classes they would take, and about Quidditch. I wonder if Slytherin will form a team this year. There aren't many students. Are you going to talk to McGonagall about helping to coach them, Draco? The blond thought about it for long moments before shrugging. If they form a team, then perhaps. We all know that both Potter and Weasley will go for the Gryffindor spot, and that McGonagall will probably put them on as co-coaches. Slytherin will need all the help they can get then. There were nods of agreement all around. They were all going to take Potions, Herbology, Transfiguration and Charms. Blaise and Malfoy had decided to add on Arithmancy and Runes, while Daphne was continuing in Muggle Studies and Theo was going to take Defense and Astronomy. At least they would have the majority of their classes together, which was good. Safety in numbers and all that. It was finally nearing their curfew time. Unwilling to be caught out of bounds on their first night back, the four Slytherin students carefully made their way to the eighth year dorms. Blaise and Theo shared a dorm with him, thank Merlin. They wished Daphne luck in not getting roomed with Granger. Of course, Draco's celebration was cut short when they walked into the second boys dormitory to find Harry Potter was their roommate. The blond sighed in resignation. This was the way the world worked. It tortured him with Potter, throwing them together at every turn. Their lives were more intertwined than they had any right or reason to be, really. The three boys said nothing. Blaise and Theo moved to unpack while Draco headed to his already settled area to get ready for the night. None of them said anything to their other roommates.
Thread: The 8th Year [HP] (xjynx & lia)

Harry had been relaxing on his bed looking at the photo album. He had taken to doing this when he had nothing else to do because it made him feel like he really did belong somewhere. It was still embarrassing to be caught by Slytherins. Harry closed the album quickly when they walked over, but he could still feel the heat rising in his face. Of course, Draco Malfoy had seen him acting like a total sop. Yep, Harry Potter cries himself to sleep at night looking at photos of his dead family. He could almost hear the castle laughing at him and cringed looking down. As he had already been in the room for a while, Harry was already in his pajamas. He did his best to ignore the Slytherins, and tossed the album nonchalantly onto his bedside table. He was about to take his glasses off, when he remembered he still had Draco's wand. He briefly entertained the idea of returning it, but with so many people present, he decided against it. Instead, Harry placed his glasses on the table, and lay back thinking of all the classes he would begin on the next day. He hoped that the thrill of the Hero Harry Potter would wear off soon, and he would be able to walk through the castle normallyif he ever could. He sighed quietly he did have to find a time to return Draco's wand. Perhaps he could detain him after a common class.
Thread: The 8th Year [HP] (xjynx & lia)

There wasn't much talk in the dorm that night. The three Slytherins didn't trust any of the other houses, and the other houses didn't trust them. Draco supposed that it worked out well all around. He didn't have anything left to say to Blaise or Theo, and he certainly didn't have anything to say to Potter or a couple of Hufflepuffs. With a week to go before their classes would start, the blond had to wonder how much stress could build inside of this special dorm room before it all exploded. Certainly not much if Weasley was involved. He turned over to sleep, ignoring the other occupants. The next morning brought a warm sunshine. The castle was abuzz early, with the majority of its students ready for their first day back after a very tumultuous year. Draco woke up slowly, in no rush. He was last to shower and dress. Even Blaise and Theo hadn't waited for him. Breakfast was a quiet affair for the Slytherin table, as dinner had been. McGonagall had announced, he heard, that she would be seeing the Slytherin eighth year students first, since there were the fewest of them. Daphne would be first, then Draco, then Theo and finally Blaise. When Daphne stood to make her meeting in time, the three wizards stayed behind in the Great Hall.
Thread: The 8th Year [HP] (xjynx & lia)

It took a while for Harry to drift off to sleep. It wasn't that he was uncomfortable with the Slytherins in the same room. While he didn't particularly trust them, he didn't mistrust them either. After all, they had chosen to come back to Hogwarts to complete their education. While he was thinking about the new year and what it held in store, he finally fell asleep. When he woke, he was disoriented for a moment. Knowing that he was in the castle made him expect the Gryffindor dorm, but this room was different. He had woken fairly early, and went about readying himself for the day quietly so as not to wake the other inhabitants of the dormitory. Harry made his way down to breakfast where he met with Ron and Hermione again. Hermione already had a schedule in front of her, two actually, because she had grabbed Ron's as well. It didn't take long for Harry to figure out that he and Ron were the only ones still taking potions, because Hermione was interested in different things. He did want to be an auror, and needed to take N.E.W.T.s in a number of subjects. He suspected that even though he was Harry Potter, the chosen one, they would not be particularly flexible in the requirements. Perhaps they would for DADA, but nothing else. So Harry was enrolled in potions, charms, transfiguration, defense against the dark arts and herbology. The first class of the day was potions. And as he and Ron headed down to the dungeon, he felt a nostalgic pain for Snape. Despite the years of torture in his class, Harry did respect him to the utmost. When they arrived at the dungeon, the professor still had yet to arrive. Harry and Ron set up next to each other discussing in low voices what they would be doing this year.
Thread: Lilith's request thread {FxM, FxF, FxFuta & Anthro}

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Thread: Mermaid love (finx and Protagonist.)

Lori swam along the sea just below the surface twisting and laughing as her dolphin friend chattered and played with her. She spotted a ship and went to investigate swimming along underneath the boat curious. She touched it and blinked smiling she knew what it was but boats had always interested her.
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Thread: Looking for (M/F M/M F/F)

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Thread: Looking for (M/F M/M F/F)

The Gilded Man She has always been a great student. After being rejected by her top three schools she has to wonder why. When an exchange program opens up with an illustrious professor and author she jumps for it. Only he is not what he seems, kind and generous on the surface he hides a dark secret just beneath the surface. Diablo's Property Always wanting to belong they have sought to find a place in this cruel world. They made a big mistake when they tried to join a local biker club. The Diablos chew up and spit out new recruits. Frightened the youth asks to join and is set to live with the other pledges. Like a fraternity they think, they will soon learn just how wrong they are. Fame Monster They grew up together but she has never seen him as more then a brother. As an agent he has made star after star, only to be left behind like garbage. When she comes to ask him to help her he quickly refuses. Hurt and angry she refuses to see him again, until or unless he helps her. Torn he has to decide to risk there friendship or loose it altogether.
Thread: Looking for (M/F M/M F/F)

Swing and a miss Ben has always had a healthy sexual appetite. For years he has fought to remain loyal to his wife. Starting a family and buying a house could distract him only o long. One day he convinces his wife to go to a swingers party. They hit it off with a nice couple and the wife thinks that's the end of it. Ben begins to go to the parties stag without his wife. At the latest party he is shock to see someone there that he would never have expected. This could play out anyway, Childhood Friend, Coworker, Daughter, Sister, His own wife, His best friends wife, one of his wife or daughters friends. Baby Doll This is kind of like Pinocchio in reverse. A woman finds her fiance in bed with his tennis coach, his male tennis coach. S decides to swear of men and her humanity. Her desire is to become a living doll without feelings to be hurt nor trust betrayed. After months she finds a talisman that will make her dreams come true. The trouble is she needs a master, a doll can't make it on its own. planning After becoming a doll many things can happen, can she move, can she talk, will she remain flesh or not i leave that open. Game Master Rick is not a bad looking teenager, the trouble is he is a turbo nerd. He loves Role Playing Games the trouble is he likes them too much. Finding a board game in the attic he discovers it has strange powers. As the Games Master he can send living and none living things into the game. He can also take control of the creatures that live inside the game. Offering prizes for anyone who can beat his game he gets family and classmates to play.
Thread: Looking for (M/F M/M F/F)

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Thread: Looking for (M/F M/M F/F)

Satisfaction Guarantied She was fresh from college ad was ready to take the world by storm. The trouble was she picked the wrong place to start working. Sinful was a massive company no one knew what they did. They created living sex dolls, humans programed to be obedient and docile. Little did she know her job would be as there latest product. Spoils of War She loved him once she knew she must have. Her son runs of to join the Southern cause leaving her alone with him. Year latter they meet in battle in the closing days of the war. Her husband his father is shot dead, he begs him to take care of his wife, his mother. Her son returns home with a short letter telling her to do the unthinkable. Her son is ignorant of its contents, should she tell him or break her word to her dead husband. Play Ball Since the first time they threw a ball they have played the game together. Through elementary, High School and college and even the majors they played on the same team. Now one of them is being traded to another team, another city. They must confront it is only the love of the game that binds them.
Thread: Looking for (M/F M/M F/F)

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