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Thread: Vampires are real? (Hanabusa Aido & LeatrixSage)

That's the spirit, Serena murmured as the girl ran. Her little heart as hammering fast, and not just from fear. That sweet scent on the air gave away secrets that girl probably didn't even know herself. Grinning, the vampire turned and flicked the windows unlocked. Pressing them open, she let the night air in, and herself out. It was small jump, only a couple of stories, and Serena landed lightly, standing slowly with her back to the door just as it opened. She heard the little intake of breath, the skip of a heart beat, and twisted to look back at the young woman. I'm curious, she purred, where will you run to next?
Thread: Vampires are real? (Hanabusa Aido & LeatrixSage)

Nanali Stood rooted to the spot. Part of her wanted to run. The rest to fall to her knees and cry. Her legs bucked from beneath her, but she refused to cry. You're not a baby anymore she mentally told herself. Do what you want with me. she said, I can see there is no escape. She didn't want to be an this beings mercy, but the run took everything she had left. And she knew it. When the being came closer she could feel her face blushing again. Again?! she thought, What is it with this blushing? Nanali found she couldn't take her eyes off the ground in front of her. Her whole body began to tremble. Please, she begged, Just don't kill me.
Thread: Vampires are real? (Hanabusa Aido & LeatrixSage)

You're so frail, she mused aloud, a hunter without claws or fangs or even the will to fight. Selena reached out to catch a few strands of the girls hair between her fingers, examining them the way one might a fine jewel. What a pitty. A kitten without any claws at all. How boring you are. She dropped the girls hair, feeling annoyed for being denied the fight she had been looking for. I'm not going to kill you, she spat it out, as if insulted. You get to watch our brother wither away, why would I ever deny you that life lesson?
Thread: Babysitting aint my Job

Cat was nof fond of bei g cuffed to things but she got the reason. She was a flight risk and no way was there a cop I. Their thirties going to catch the star runner of Saint Jude's school for girls. With ease she had given the last three the slip and as Theo walked in a smug look came onto her face. You think some pretty boy is going to keep me penned up? I heard this department was full of idiots but please! Tell Ken to go back to his dream house because I am far out of his jurisdiction. Her dark curls framed her body down to her bottom and the bright green orbs were full of fire. She made her feelings on playing nice very clear. A gym bag and messenger bag held the only things she needed aside from that she knew how to get things. The short plaid skirt and knee high boots with torn fishnets showed clear enough that she knew that her curvy body was well beyond her years but it was her plump mounds that would be abnormal for a full grown woman insize that truly made her sex appeal mouthwatering. Covered only with a dark green bra with a black lace top over it would be her modesty that was up for debate. I guess I can play with him for a few days though.She looked him over as if he were a new toy as she was uncuffed and handed over to him for escort to his home.
Thread: Babysitting aint my Job

he stared at her for a long moment, his ice cold eyes staring at her. he had to admit, she was pretty... when she wasn't talking anyway. i'm so much more than just some pretty boy brat. he stated simply, his eyes narrowed at her. as for jurisdiction, your so far under your swimming with sewer rats. he spat, the Chief wincing a little. now now... play nice. the man ordered, shaking his head, honestly Theo, your already in trouble! he complained. just take her home and make sure she doesn't run off! he ordered, Theo's eyes narrowing at the Chief. i aint no babysitter dammit! Theo snarled a little as he shook his head a little as he glared at her outfit. and she better have some proper clothes! im not letting some skank in my loft! ..Theo, at least TRY to be nice? the Chief demanded, Theo rolling his eyes as he shed his own jacket and wrapped it around Cat's shoulders. there, i was nice. he complained, turning on his heal and heading out of the room to gather the things that Cat had been brought in with. he gave her no chance to try and slip him, he grabbed her upper arm tightly and shoved her into the back of the Squad car he came in with. the back couldn't be opened from the inside, so she was stuck in the car while he ran into a small Chinese restaurant and got them both some dinner. he couldn't cook all that well and he greatly doubted she could either so it was fast food for dinner. he took her straight to his home, a large Apartment Loft, basically one great big open area that was made up of tiny areas. there was a kitchen, that clearly was rarely used. a living room with a TV, a bathroom and a bedroom, and the rest was taken up by a large Gym like area with a treadmill, a punching bag, and a large mat that clearly saw the most use. you can have the bedroom. Theo ordered simply as he set out two paper plates and some plastic silverware. he didn't seam to own actual plates or silverware save for a few coffee mugs and some water glasses. are you hungry? he asked, opening the paper bag that the Chinese food had been put into digging out the food he had bought. help yourself, i have some soda in the fridge. he admitted. a bit of milk, i think it's still good... at least the other cops had TRIED to not be total bachelors for her... he wasn't even making an attempt...
Thread: Pick Your Adventure - think tank

wow good idea i have tons of idea on what we can do here for starters we could do a bug alien invasion and people trying to servive or there is a town run vampires that no one goes into due to the fact they think its vamps till a girl my girl shows up in anther place and she is no vamp but human . we could do both like you wanted your rp i dunno just some ideas if you just need place well there could villages forests and towns and the list can go on and on just letting you know iam all up for this.
Thread: Pick Your Adventure - think tank

Ah, it's less of an open RP like that. It's more a case of putting a story out there, telling you it's going this way and as a reader you're given a couple of options. You pick an option, the story continues on based on what you picked, then another choice. This keeps going until you reach the end of that particular branch of the story. For when I say you, it means you as a reader along with anyone else that's reading it. Largely this allows interaction from the reader, but they don't have to type up anything.
Thread: Pick Your Adventure - think tank

well still i like that idea as for the story not sure on what type you wanted it be but yea count me in
Thread: The Fake Princess

I will not! Akira screamed at his parents, throwing the book he hand in his hands down onto the ground, nearly storming out of the room. His parents had just told him that he was going to have to marry the prince in order for his parents to gain more standing in society. Akira started to pace the room, annoyed with his parents. He's...He needs to marry a woman anyways! he said, glaring at his parents. His parents already think that you are a woman. All you have to do is keep them believing it until the marriage. his father said. His mother was sitting on a chair, her hands neatly folded in her lap. Think about your standing as well, my dear. If you don't do this your standing will be...revoked. she chose her words very carefully. Akira stopped in his tracks and turned around You. he stopped and looked down at his feet. I... he bit his lip, an old habit that he never managed to get rid of. Fine. he said, he didn't want to be left on the streets by his own parents. The next day he was standing, in a dress, flowing and white, a summer looking dress, waiting for the parents of his soon to be fianc.
Thread: The Fake Princess

Cian was, in many ways, a typical Prince from a country of war. He had been brought up with notions of war, and that had carried through to his adulthood. He was first in line of many siblings to the throne, and therefore, had to have a suitable Queen to rule the country with - he had never had the time nor patience for courting, but his parents were now saying it was a necessity, and that they would find the most beautiful Princess for him to marry that he could. So Cian followed after them with a slightly sullen look, dressed in his best formal armour. His hair, shoulder length and a dirty blonde colour, was arranged in a neater version of the shaggy mane he usually sported, paired with the beard and his armour, he looked quite a formidable foe even without a weapon in his hand. His sword was sheathed at his side, and he watched as his parents greeted the Princess he was apparently to be married to. ...And this is our son, Prince Cian, his mother and father parted and Cian walked forwards, bowing respectfully. Even if he didn't particularly care for a wife, he wasn't about to treat her like dirt simply because they were in a bad situation. Hello, he said gruffly.
Thread: The Fake Princess

Your highness. Akira said and curtsied, something that took him hours to figure out how to do properly, thanks to his mother. Prince etiquette he knew, princess...that was another matter. Akira glanced to his parents and then back to the man before him. He, himself, wasn't very powerful looking. He was slender in form and the rest of his features were rather delicate. He had gotten them from his mother's side of the family and couldn't help it. His hair was black, long, and fair, a striking contrast to his paler skin. He eyed the prince a bit, noticing right off that he was in armor. It wasn't all that much of a shock, the prince had been known to be more war oriented than anything else. Well, I'm so glad they seem to be getting along! Akira's father chuckled and smiled at the king and queen, Why don't we let the two soon to be's get to know each other some. Perhaps we all could chatter somewhere else and leave them be. he said and pushed Akira gently forward, closer to the prince. Akira bit his lip and smiled softly to Cian.
Thread: The Fake Princess

Cian smiled down at him a little bit awkwardly, not entirely sure what to do with himself as his parents agreed, walking off to discuss business and money with each other. Hello, he greeted gently, taking his hand to press a kiss to his knuckles, his smile growing. He wasn't entirely unhappy with the arrangement - the Princess was very beautiful, after all, and he had always favoured dark hair over light, despite his own hair colour. I am Prince Cian. I am aware you...know my name, but it seems rude to not introduce myself formally, he glanced around. Your kingdom is very beautiful.
Thread: The Fake Princess

Akira watched his parents move off to discuss with Cian's parents. He looked back to the prince and smiled softly before pulling his hand back a bit after he kissed it. Prince-ss Akira. he said, nearly stumbling through his own name. Thank you, Prince Cian. We take pride in our kingdom's beauty. he explained. He shifted his weight and bit his lip. I hope that our union can be a joyous one. he said, really unsure of where to go from here. My parents have assured me that you will make a very good husband. he said, I hope that I can become the ideal wife for you.
Thread: The Fake Princess

He blinked at the almost slip up, but put it down to just nerves. It wasn't as though he didn't feel nervous, after all - he'd be hypocritical to be irritated with her for that. Would you give me a tour? he asked after a moment of somewhat awkward silence, smiling though at her compliments. I hope we are good for each other. I would like to have a happy marriage after so many wars.
Thread: The Fake Princess

Oh, yes. Of course. he said and glanced over to his mother. This was a protocol he wasn't used to, at least not the reverse side. As a man he would give his arm, but he was unsure if a woman could do the same thing. So he motioned towards the door I can show you around the grounds if you would like. We have a wonderful garden. he offered, he was honestly worried about having to walk, he was in heels 'for appearance' his mother had told him. He tried to argue that he had never walked in heels and they were expecting him to do so in one day.
Thread: The quest to be dominated goes on... [NOT SEARCHING]

RE The quest to be dominated goes on... Updated 10-13-12 Fandom specifications have been added, along with two new fandom pairings. Still searching...
Thread: The quest to be dominated goes on... [NOT SEARCHING]

RE The quest to be dominated goes on... Updated 10-13-12 Bluh, finally someone else who knows Homestuck and it turns out their preferences are totally different than mine. I don't think I would be too skilled at writing non-con so I won't waste your time trying. Ah well. I wish you luck in your search, nonetheless!
Thread: The quest to be dominated goes on... [NOT SEARCHING]

RE The quest to be dominated goes on... Updated 10-13-12 A Homestuck! I'm terribly sorry the req thread doesn't fit the bill for you, but if you want to agonize over updates with me, feel free to PM me!
Thread: The quest to be dominated goes on... [NOT SEARCHING]

RE The quest to be dominated goes on... Updated 10-13-12 Added a regular pairing and a Homestuck pairing. Expanded on fandom pairings consensual vs. non-con
Thread: Graveyard Fetishist. [wizpok and Ahnkuri]

Cait never used a nightlight as a child. He was never afraid of anything that crawled. The opposite. When he was five, he collected spiders in his wardrobe until his mother found them, shouting and screaming that there was an infestation. No, he said, they were his friends. From then on, people crossed the street to avoid him. As he grew older, he found more ways to satiate his lust for the mysterious. Hence why he ended up here, at the gates to the largest graveyard on the continent. His ultimate destination in more ways than one. His smile was vast as he climbed over the locked gate and hopped down on the other side. Midnight. The perfect time to probe the limits of abnormality. There was an aura in the air.. a mysterious sensation tingling his skin that he longed to solve. Rows and rows of graves, of corpses new and old, rotting or rotted beneath the dirt. What else could linger here? What could he find?
Thread: Graveyard Fetishist. [wizpok and Ahnkuri]

Suddenly as chill ran through his bones,as strange fog seems to appear out of nowhere surrounding him. Careful what you wish for child A deep an dark voice said. The voice was darker than anything he ever heard, no human could possibly talk like that. It sounded like what he imagined a demon would sound like. You just might get it ! And then the ground started shaking.
Thread: Graveyard Fetishist. [wizpok and Ahnkuri]

He couldn't be more ecstatic-- what was that luxuriously dark noise? Certainly a voice, but from who? He had to find the source. The ground began to shake, and, though he felt his heartrate picking up, a smile lit his lips despite the vital organ's incessant pounding. He'd waited for something like this to happen his entire life, and now he'd get it? It couldn't be from this world. Not at all. That made him even more thrilled, tensing with anticipation as he looked around wildly, searching for the source of the sound. Come out? The question had a rare polite tone to it. He wanted to do nothing to scare off this likely horrifying creature.
Thread: Graveyard Fetishist. [wizpok and Ahnkuri]

From the ground rised a horrible abomination ! I was straight from a nightmare. A huge 12 feet tall muscular humanoid rose in front of him. His eyes were covered by a black cloth adorned with a glowing red rune and his mouth was nothing but sharp teeth and a long tongue. In the middle of his chest was another huge mouth with rows of teeth that seems to guard a darkness that lead into the abyss. But that was not his most impressive feature, in front of him was an erect 5 feet cock large as a barrel pointed straight towards Cait. Huge balls bigger than his head dangled below. The demonic voice rose again you are in my realm! You will submit or be destroyed !
Thread: Graveyard Fetishist. [wizpok and Ahnkuri]

Cait's jaw dropped and his eyes widened in pleasant anticipation as, inch by inch, the creature rose from the ground as though he came from the core of the planet itself. Or. Perhaps. Someplace else? Naturally, the second, more massive mouth on the male's chest was alarmingly intriguing-- but something else was yet more strange. The sheer size of this monster's dick could compete with nothing he could possibly think to compare it to in the moment. Submit, huh? Any creature that calls a graveyard his realm can fucking have me. Cait's pierced tongue dragged along his lower lip as he waited for the demon's response. But you really don't need to yell if you don't want to. You have my complete attention. His smile brightened.
Thread: Graveyard Fetishist. [wizpok and Ahnkuri]

The creature laughed. We shall see young fool how quickly your sanity erodes in my presence ! He then grabbed his monster cock and approached his giant balls to Cait's head. Lick puny human, present your tribute to my testicules ! Please me and i shall reward you.
Thread: Graveyard Fetishist. [wizpok and Ahnkuri]

Sanity? Cait pursed his lips, as though he didn't know how the word applied to him before listening to the command and obeying immediately, pierced tongue dragging across the demon's sack before his lips enveloped a bit of the flesh and sucked on it, his palms groping the massive balls. He tugged on them gently, massaging them-- his eyes locked on the demon above. He pulled his mouth away for a moment. Reward, huh? What kind? He didn't care much for money, so he wondered what this creature could give him that would suit his strange tastes.
Thread: Graveyard Fetishist. [wizpok and Ahnkuri]

You will be drenched in my urine, forever marking you as my pleasure toy. And from there i will treat you like such . I will use you until i am satisfied and you will bear the scars in your mind for the rest of your life. Now use your tongue little mortal i want my balls to be clean. I have been in the earth for so long.
Thread: Graveyard Fetishist. [wizpok and Ahnkuri]

Cait wondered what the response was that this demon wanted. Fear? He had none. Should he fake it? What about reluctance? He didn't have any of that in stock either.. This was too good an opportunity to pass up. Being a demon's whore? From the boy who collected spiders to a guy who could service a fucking DEMON? He could hardly tone down the grin as his tongue continued pressing and pushing against the monster's testicles, cleaning it and spitting every now and then so as to collect more of the dirt. I'll make them sparkle. Do you have a name? He asked, words partially muffled as his mouth dug into the sack once again.
Thread: Graveyard Fetishist. [wizpok and Ahnkuri]

I was striped of my name when i was cursed, you may call me what what you wish i do not care. I will only enjoy punishing you if you lack respect WHAHAHAHAAA! You intrigue me mortal, few rarely surrender themselves willingly to me. But i for one do not care about your attitude towards this. I will have my way with you whether you like it or not. If you can derive pleasure from this than i envy you. When i was a mortal i did not posses such a wicked spirit. Are you ready for my mark you sinful child ?
Thread: Looking for SCP & Slender man roleplays!

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Thread: Looking for SCP & Slender man roleplays!

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Thread: Order 66 (Chief and	Luana_Blodwyn) [close]

On the surface of Balanor, an hunting party of three dozen Clone Troopers as they search through the Planet's dense jungle, cautious of the creatures that lurk within it and the two traitors they're looking for. The traitors were their Generals, Jedi Master Gennan Pasik and his Padawan Keadea. The group were being led by Captain Maverick, who happen to have a strong degree of friendship with the two Jedi they're hunting, which made this hard on the Clone as he felt an strong sense of guilt for betraying the two by hunting them down. At least he kept Keadea's pet Fwit name Chomper, which he had found snoozing in her bed which he guess she couldn't get him upon with their escape from the Star Frigate that was currently orbiting Balanor at the moment. The Captain decided to keep the Fwit alive in hope of finding them as he was counting on Chomper need to find his Firrerreo owner, unfortunately he didn't count on the little devil chewing habit as Chomper uses his teeth to break the cord of his leash that was suppose to keep him from running, it was off he ran ahead of them with great speed and they lost him in seconds. So now it was down to Plan B, comb the jungle for them in several groups, which wasn't easy as they found the pod the two Jedi had escaped on abandon. Maverick order several Troops to make camp near the pod while others go out in three hunting party of six, Maverick decided to head out alone as he took his scoped rifle and several other needful items before leaving camp on his own. Maverick needed needed to be alone from his Troops so he could think on what to do once they have found the two Generals and the Fwit, deep down he knew the Jedi Council wouldn't betray the Republic, but orders were orders and they have to follow them. But can he handling killing his most trusted Generals in cold blood, he heard a buzzing sound from his Comm then started hearing an voice of an Trooper. Sir! we spotted the targets, should we move in and attack or wait? Maverick thought for an moment before pressing the first two digit on the right side of his helmet to establish connection to the Trooper, wait for me and several others, we'll to ambush them when they're guard is down. Understood when he finish the Trooper responded in understanding then gave him coordinates of their location so Maverick can find them and pass on the information the other groups as he headed toward the site of their targets location.
Thread: Order 66 (Chief and	Luana_Blodwyn) [close]

RE Order 66 Chief and LuanaBlodwyn Faster Keadea! her master urged her on. The brown robes of the Jedi blended well with their terrain, but green would have suited better. There had been no time. It was by sheer luck that Gennan had heard the message as it was received. He roused Keadea and they fled quickly. She had forgotten Chomper, who was sound asleep near her head. The little Fwit would wake to find her gone and himself attached to a leash. He had never been attached to a leash before. They had left just in time to put some distance between themselves and the campsite. Crashing through the dense jungles of Balanor could be dangerous as a hive of Force Mites could be anywhere. Keadea was not new to exercise but the headlong slight in heavy robes through the muggy world weighed heavily on her, her master was no exception. She could not remove her robe nor alter it in any way. If she did then she would be far too easy to see. The sun had a habit of glinting off of her golden hair. Finally they stopped in some brush for a rest. Both were drenched in sweat and panting heavily. Keadea's legs and heart ached. What if they hurt Chomper? She wanted badly to cry both in fear and for the loss of her beloved friend. Jedi were not supposed to have attachments but Chomper had long since been accepted by the masters at the academy and by Gennan. We cannot stay here long, Keadea... the Twi'lek male said gently, his blue skin looking almost purplish from the blood rushing in his veins. There was rustling in the bushes. Gennan reached for his saber but it was Keadea who held out a hand. Wait... she said and through the woods scampered Chomper. Her arms opened wide as the fwit leaped to her and she held the small creature close. Even Gennan was happy to see the little monster.