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Thread: Frèa

Name Fleurette Holland Element Creature Usage Fleurette can summon, control, and communicate with various creatures, whether they are mythical, exotic, or simply domestic. She can also turn into one if she so chooses. Fleurette had been sitting inside her house, peacefully drinking black tea, when she heard a shattering sound coming from outside and nearby. It sounded suspiciously like the sound of a shattering barrel. Her barrel. Cursing, she set down her cup and hurried outside, waves of navy blue hair cascading after her. Hey! You two! she shouted, hurrying to the two males standing near the broken pieces of wood and, for some reason, a puddle of water. Ocean blue eyes narrowed as she halted in front of them, crossing her arms. Which of you broke my barrel? BTW how old is Mike and Electro?
Thread: Let's Play

hey! i'm interested in possibly starting a roleplay with you, PM me if you wanna discuss more, heh, i hope you're okay with cats.
Thread: (Closed) A Wolf's Lust. (FxM)

RE A Wolf's Lust. FxM I fixed the typos, sorry everyone that viewed.
Thread: (Closed) A Wolf's Lust. (FxM)

RE A Wolf's Lust. FxM Heart Just bumping cause I never have. Sorry, I know I am not suppose to this one is just a second choice and is far in forms
Thread: A home for monsters.  -Onenightninja and Ulganna-

Yaega groaned as she squeezed her large frame out of a black, unmarked SUV. As she stretched her neck, generating a series of uncomfortably loud cracks that made her driver cringe with disdain. She didn't care much. He was small, scrawny, and lacking in the vitality she craved anyways. She could practically smell the impotence wafting from his lackluster frame. Miss? It would be best for everyone if we hurry inside quickly. The man looked about nervously, wringing his long fingers together. Yaega knew what he meant. Even in her casual, human clothing, a simple orange T-shirt and black denim jeans, she stood out. Without her horns she stood six foot, nine inches, and was rippling with powerful-yet-lithe muscles. Slap on her massive EE bust, and vibrant orange-red skin and you had a recipe for fear among the human populace. The small man motioned towards the rather mundane looking building in front of them. It was packed between larger buildings, though was still three stories high, and had a large sign bearing three large glowing X's over the door. The significance of the sign was lost on Yaega, was it supposed to be an elaborate decoration? Perhaps the name of the owner? Bizarre... Yaega mumbled as she adjusted the bulge in her trousers, and followed her guide forward. She wasn't much for talking, her kind never were. They preferred actions. She was curious about her benefactor of course, but she'd seen a picture, and the girl was very pleasant to look at. As long as there was a physical connection anything else could come later....or it wouldn't. Once in the entry, the man went inside, telling her to wait. Yaega could see through the window on the interior door, watching as he spoke to the young woman at the counter. From what she understood the arrangement had been rather sudden, where usually there was a lengthy system of interactions to acclimate both parties to the situation ahead, this time even Yaega had only been informed a week prior. After a few minutes, the man apparently finished whatever final instructions or advice he needed to tell, and opened the door for the Oni. Please enjoy your new home Yaega. Try to enjoy yourself....without causing a fuss? Yaega shot the man a look of iron that sent him on his way with haste. She hated being talked down to. She may be young for an Oni, but she was still seven hundred years old. Any Oni that didn't learn self-discipline usually didn't last very long. The Oni sighed and looked at her new host and let her look soften a bit. Hello human. I am Yaega. She wasn't sure how to continue from that point, and tried to find a distraction. Her eyes moved to the large quantity of shiny rectangles lining the walls. It only took a moment to notice most....ALL contained images of naked or half naked women on the front of the rectangle. That....was not a helpful distraction. What...what sort of dwelling is this? You have... She picked up one of the rectangles. It featured a group of nude women all laying together with their limbs entwined upon silken sheets. ...admirable tastes. I thought humans tended to be more modest?
Thread: A home for monsters.  -Onenightninja and Ulganna-

RE A home for monsters. Bridget? Yaega would never understand human names. Regardless she beamed when the young woman commented on her size. She smiled. Thank you! My father was Makkura Oni. So I've a bit of the old blood in me. Size was a source of pride for Oni. She was actually sort of average sized for a female Oni, but she was much stronger thanks to the old blood of the Makkura. This was the reason for her powerful figure. Still, she was unused to such compliments, and she was easy to flatter. Sexual...para...what? She looked around again. These were sexual tools of some sort? How could plastic rectangles be useful during sex? She did start to notice other things that made the shops purpose more obvious. Colorful replica's of phalli, some of which were utterly absurd in shape, also dolls and much more. Interesting...and this is not your home? You live beneath the ground? Yaega liked that. Oni were very comfortable in caves, dark places, or generally cozy quarters. It was odd given their size, but pretty much universal. She didn't know what the internet was, but she listened none-the-less. Her eyes lit up when she heard her role here. Amnesty had not explained any of this, but she didn't mind. She actually found herself leaning on her elbows at eye level with Bridget. I imagine people will soon reassess their desperation. Her kind had a saying. 'Give an Oni money and he will fight for you. Give an Oni a fight, and he will die for you. Give an Oni love and he will burn the skies for you.' She had been without any good contest for months and it was beginning to wear on her nerves. Even the tease of a chance to punch something hooked her like a drug. She really hadn't expected much out of this, a place to stay and someone to fuck until she could move on and make a place for herself. But this Bridget was a cute little human, young, and she found something inherently satisfying about the idea of protecting the girl. I think I would enjoy making you feel safe. She wasn't sure where to go from there. Luckily Bridget distracted her from the surrounding merchandise rather effectively, and soon she was more focused on the youth than anything else. Do you know that Oni used to be bound to Japanese shrines to protect them? She stretched back to her full height, moving away from the counter with predatory grace. Her mannerism had shifted with her attentions, and the very presence of the young woman had her talking much more than she usually did in a month. Many deny it, or simply have forgotten. But the shrine maidens weren't just there to take care of the temple. They also attended to the needs of the Oni, in return for his... She glanced back with a smile. ...or her needs. She brushed her fingers along a row of the plastic rectangles, not really even paying attention to the pictures on the cover. They were so effective, that people forgot that they were even there. The story was meant to reassure Bridget, and Yaega hoped it didn't do the opposite.
Thread: A home for monsters.  -Onenightninja and Ulganna-

RE A home for monsters. So calling her large was indeed a good thing. Complimentary. Like calling a bro 'jacked.' Good to know for sure. Bridget wasn't a master manipulator, but she none the less valued a way to lighten the Oni's spirits. Unfortunately, the stuff about the Makkura was pretty much Greek to her, despite it being clearly Japanese. She knew their games, with bits and pieces of the animation, music, and TV shows. She was super into Kamen Rider and Super Sentai. It was part of why she wasn't crazy afraid when the supernaturals first started vying for acceptance. Monsters were kind of a childhood dream come true, in a silly way. More important than the fact that Yaega seemed to be clueless to most modern conveniences, she was beaming at the idea of being the store's enforcer. It elicited a small gulp of apprehension from the girl. But... A bit toothy, muscly, horny demon woman was kind of exactly what she needed to stop intruders. She couldn't afford proper security systems with what she was making. Amnesty provided a stipend for her that basically paid the Oni's wages, making it far cheaper than even a shitty security system. Just try not to be... um... Too enthusiastic? You can restrain a robber, but human laws regarding bodily harm are strict. Basically, if they try to hurt you, you can hurt them back to prevent any further harm. It's called something like 'appropriate use of force.' So just... Only give them what they try to dish out. And avoid killing if at all possible... You never know if one of those nutcases will pull a knife or gun. She thought of a little something. There's a YMCA about fifteen minutes walk from here. I can see if they're open to non-humans. It's a place where people work out. They have a thing called MMA I think you'd like. It's prizefighting. Yaega went on to explain a little about the past lives of Oni, who protected Japanese shrines and their maidens. In exchange for certain... Pleasantries... of course. It brought a blush to her cheeks, and she couldn't quite look Yaega in the eyes. She hadn't forgotten. She was responsible for feeding the Oni woman in their unique way. Well... It's no shrine. Definitely not on this floor. But... If you're willing to give me one hundred percent, I certainly can't give anything less either.
Thread: A home for monsters.  -Onenightninja and Ulganna-

RE A home for monsters. Hmmm.....lets hope they try to hurt me then. Yaega smirked. She had control, but she preferred not to use it. These humans laws regarding bodily harm were a bit of a hassle, but one that was familiar to her kind. Though for very different reasons. Strength and violence were a natural aspect of Oni life, however due to the low number of her population, certain species and individuals were protected by strict magics. A healthy breeder of the Makkura Oni was considered of the utmost importance to her kind, and any unwarranted violence upon them was very nearly treason. Appropriate? Yaega liked that word in this context. Basically she could use as much force as they did, and really that was all that was necessary. If the Makkura wanted she could very easily rip every gang in the city to pieces, but that wouldn't be fun. Restrictions were almost like training weights so far as she was concerned. If any of them do use such weapons, stay behind me little lotus. Yaega patted her hard abdomen with a smile. I am quite sturdy, and the last time I encountered your peoples blast sticks they did little more than bruise. Of course that was hundreds of years ago. Yaega did not know how much their technology had advanced. Prize fighting? Yaega tried to put a meaning to that term. Do you mean like Thunder Festival? At times the Oni will gather their tribes warriors and let them test their full strength in a contest of strength, willpower, endurance, and conviction. The oni drifted into thought as she remembered the last Thunder Festival she attended. She had not been allowed to participate due to her being one of very few Makkura left alive. However her father had died claiming the most prestigious victory that the Festivals had seen in a hundred generations. Those conquer their opponents gain prestige, breeding rights, gold, and more.... Just thinking about it excited her noticeably, a bulge in her pants growing more and more visible with each passing moment. If this MMA is such a spectacle.... She chuckled. ...Then I may have found another reason to enjoy this situation. One hundred percent. I don't understand this reference.... Yaega moved back to the counter, her eyes glinting with more than a little restrained lust. ....but I do not require a shrine. The Oni leaned downward, her proximity putting the difference between their sizes into perspective. Will I have my own quarters? She came to rest her chin on her hands. Or will I have the pleasure of your company tonight? I must confess.... Yaega winked. I am feeling rather peckish. The more she looked at Bridget the more hungry she felt. Yaega wasn't in a hurry even with her hunger in mind, as she preferred her lovers to want the interaction. The more deeply connected the pair were, the more intense the sexual energy between them would become.
Thread: A home for monsters.  -Onenightninja and Ulganna-

RE A home for monsters. Little lotus? Bridget asked, quirking an eyebrow. That was not an affectation she was used to at all. She got the little part easily enough. Compared to Yaega, anybody could be little, let alone her. And she supposed lotus was just a flower in this context, though Bridget hardly thought of herself as a flower. More like a log, content to lay still all day in bed than to gussy herself up to enjoy the sun. The idea that the oni could deflect bullets with her abs though was oddly reassuring, if a little frightening for a 'little lotus' like her. Well... MMA is more like a fist fight for profit. Over time, there's been several martial arts styles, and people are competitive... So Mixed Martial Arts, MMA, is where people go to see who is better at fighting. Professionals can get paid a lot of money. Though it's been regulated to make it safe, people still get cuts and the occasional serious injury. So mostly prestige and gold... Though I suppose it doesn't hurt when it comes to finding someone tooo-... Bridget explained, noticing the rather noticeable bulge Yaega carried was getting longer and thicker. The thing could be used to club a porn star to death. A-Anyway... I mean if you're willing to give me your full effort, I'll give you mine. One-hundred percent. Means all of it. She blushed, looking away to regain some semblance of composure, though the Oni was open about her interests in Bridget. Money is a little tight, and my uncle was the one who had the place renovated. So there's no separate quarters... I suppose that does make your um... Meals... A little more convenient. So yeah... We're sharing my bed. At least it was pretty big. big enough to fit three of Yeaga and still have room for the human. Where people got beds that large, she didn't know. Um... What erm... She fiddled a bit, curious, but embarrassed to ask. What, uh... Feeding habits should I know about?
Thread: A home for monsters.  -Onenightninja and Ulganna-

RE A home for monsters. Did I offend? Yaega tilted her head to the side as she tried to read Bridgets' expression. In the past Japanese women tended to respond favorably to being compared to the pretty flower. Though Bridget was a far cry from the heavenly beautiful shrine maidens and noble ladies her kind was used to dealing with, the girl was by no means ugly or unattractive. Perhaps it had to do with the times. Perhaps flowers were no longer comparable to beauty? Yaega tried to come up with a different word for her benefactor. I like Willows....would that suffice? She scratched her head. Little Willow? Maybe it was the little part. Thankfully the subject changed, saving Yaega too much embarrassment. That sounds....fascinating! You must show me more of this MMA. Yaega knew of martial arts. The Japanese used to take immense pride in their knowledge of combat, and even though many of them had long since forgotten, a few of their methods were engineered from observing fights between Oni. The rest was a mix of Chinese and Middle Eastern influence. Still. While the Oni did love a good bit of violence, organized fights of this kind were incredibly interesting. Yaega could smash many opponents with raw force alone, but these such fights forced individuals to rely on skill as much as power. She may have to expend a little power to restrain her form so as to challenge her skills, but it would be worth it for fun alone. You don't have to sound so nervous about it... Yaega smiled as Bridget fell onto the topic of the Oni's feeding habits. I promise to be gentle...unless you want otherwise. In truth Yaega's needs were much more mundane than other inhuman species. In truth I do require regular feeding, but that depends on the depth of our connection. There are rituals we can engage in that will serve this purpose, allowing me enough energy to go a few days without your aid. Yaega stretched out her back, she was beginning to feel pent up with all this talk of feeding. But if you decide you do not want such a connection then I would require satisfaction several times a day. As things stood the Oni had not engaged in ritualistic mating in some years. It was an outdated notion to humans. They tended to be more interested in swift satisfaction and short term release. Oni preferred love to split the skies.
Thread: A home for monsters.  -Onenightninja and Ulganna-

RE A home for monsters. No, no... You didn't offend or anything. She shook her head, bringing her hands up, waving them as to hastily diffuse the situation. Not used to being called a flower. Or tree. Little... well yeah... Bridget was only just over five feet tall, after all, though her lifestyle left her just a tiny bit soft around the edges, so she wasn't the willowy girl from early high school. I guess... Just call me whatever fits. She offered, not wanting the nickname to be a big deal. She'd really just been inquisitive as to why that had been the first choice from the demon woman, but was more than happy to drop the subject to escape awkwardness. I'll show you some MMA fights on the internet once we're acclimated and shut down for the night. And uh... I guess a meal for us both would be a good idea. She offered sheepishly. None too experienced, she wasn't afraid of Yaega, but definitely nervous. No matter how gentle she could be, it was hard to think that someone with what looked like a rolling pin stuffed in their pants could be anything resembling gentle. I'd like to see about those rituals though. I mean... Uh... She blushed, not sure how to put it. Not to say I don't want to provide for you. Just you know... Several times a day might be a bit much for me. I'm not exactly in the best physical shape.
Thread: A home for monsters.  -Onenightninja and Ulganna-

RE A home for monsters. Internet! I know that one! Yaega exclaimed, glad to finally understand some of the strange words and references Bridget had used so far. Not that she was extremely familiar with its workings or rules, but she had been required to use the system in order to apply to Amnesty United. I was not aware I could watch sanctioned violence on this internet. Your culture continues to surprise me little...um...Bridget. The Oni was uncomfortably hard already in her tight pants, but when Bridget expressed interest in her rituals, her cock turned to granite. Oh....you are an interesting human aren't you? She didn't even mind Bridgets' claim of being out of shape. Very few Shrine Maidens were exceptionally fit, as they spent most of their time praying and seeing to their shrines needs. All Oni tended to be muscular and fit, so a softer woman did have a great deal of appeal....though really Oni had as varied tastes as humans. Yaega leaned against a wall, crossing her arms with a smile. There are many rituals we could engage in depending on your tastes. My favorites are the Makkura-Ya, the Makkura-Ho, and the Makkura-Raizen....however the last one would require a thunderstorm of impressive scale, dragons blood....and two of my sisters to partake. Yaega grinned even more broadly. I'm sure we could wait until you are more comfortable with this before trying that one. The Oni closed her eyes, remembering a time when the Makkura-Ya was demonstrated to Yaega and her sisters as youths. The Ya is simple, but divine. Lovers paint each others bodies with sacred runes. As we do so we entwine our bodies, exploring each other, waiting until we can no longer stand the tension before giving in to passion. She opened her eyes again, locking them with Bridgets'. It is done upon an altar to Onibara, our god of lust and love. Any bed may be made an altar, or any surface big enough to hold us really. The Makkura-Ho was a little more engaged. Taking a day to plan in advance. It required Yaega's lover to apply a sacred oil to the Oni's genitals hourly, as well as binding them in sacred cloth bindings. The process resulted in a drastic increase to the Oni's sex drive, and consecrated her seed, which when drank would grant almost superhuman stamina and spiritual energy to her lover for several weeks.
Thread: A home for monsters.  -Onenightninja and Ulganna-

RE A home for monsters. Bridget couldn't help but have a small giggle at the Oni's excited reaction to knowing what the internet was. She'd soon know a lot more, seeing how necessary it was in the human world to have a decent command over technology. It was doubly silly when it was punctuated by the unusual way of calling her little Bridget. Violence, cute animals being cute, people cooking things... Porn... Yeah, probably a part of why the business she had inherited was going down in flames. Still, the internet was a vast place of things people loved to see, or at least were bored enough to see. I don't mean to offend... But I don't think we rally count as lovers. So the Ya might not work so well. She put a finger to her lip, contemplating what kind of bond they would be able to exploit, so to speak. Is there anything that could be done between friends? I mean... I know it'll involve intimacy in some fashion, but since we just met, I could hardly call our relationship 'love.' That kind of bond takes time and the right partner. Though to be honest, she had no idea what kind of rituals the Oni had, and maybe her definition of 'Lover' was off-base. But she lit up a little as she thought of something. I got it! There's got to be an initiation ritual or something, right? For bonding an Oni to a shrine or maiden? Bridget figured there had to be one. And not only that, but it would be something more sensual than rough if intimacy was involved, which would help some with her nervousness. Something like that would help them establish a strong bond to one another, then hopefully lead to an effective ritual for their feeding needs.