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Thread: Looking for a werewolf ;)

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Thread: Looking for a werewolf ;)

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Thread: Looking for a werewolf ;)

ldelgado1986 said Hey all been awhile since I've been on BMR. I have a lot of time on my hands suddenly and been wanting to find some partners for a couple role plays. I just wanted to start it by getting a couple werewolf role plays going. After awhile I'll want some others but for now just strictly wolves. I have a couple settings I wanted to try but if you have some you're interested in let me know let's throw some ideas around P.S if the roleplay ever gets boring to you please just let me know we can either figure something out to spice it up or if we both agree to disagree we can stop the roleplay too.. Just don't disappear please. I am a caring person and will actually worry about you. This will either be through BMR emails, Regular Emails, OR Yahoo IM Setting 1 Werewolf Mob Royalty They are from two different packs that have come to a agreement after many many years to marry off their children to each other. He's his family's enforcer of laws, she's the spoiled brat of a huge family of all boys. How will they survive a marriage if they both hate each others guts.. Or do they really like each other and are putting up a front to follow in their families foot steps with an attraction that's been harboring for years. Two ways she can either be the alpha's only human born daughter and the wolf she's marrying her will change her or she can already be a wolf with a bad attitude who feels entitled to everything. Setting 2 Promised to another Having about 3 months before she is to be married to another she decides it's her chance to go out and date just as long as she doesn't take it far and doesn't do things she shouldn't with another that's promised to her husband. She meets one suitor that's very mysterious and has been seeing him for quite awhile. One night things go to far with the intense want they have for each other when he decides he wants to make her his mate along with letting her his human lover know he's a werewolf. What happens when he learns the women he marked is promised to his brother, or when her father the alpha finds out his once human daughter is a werewolf hurray but not by the husband he had chosen for her. Setting 3 Wandering lover For years she has always traveled in the woods occasionally disappearing for months on end into the woods. There is a wolf that always came to her and she naturally fed it even though it was a wild animal. What happens when her wolf is wounded and she has to bring him home. She goes to bed after he bandaged and wakes up to a man that is wrapped in the same spots as her wolf. How will she react? How will it be explained? How will he react when he realizes his transformed in the night and she caught him. Click to expand... Mob royalty sounds fun. I like the second option self entitled brat
Thread: Looking for a werewolf ;)

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Thread: Looking for a werewolf ;)

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Thread: Black Knight to E1 (w/SelenaFF)

A folder hit the detective's desk with a sharp smacking sound, throwing the loosely-stacked papers within in disarray. One document slid out, some sort of financial record with a photograph secured to it by a paper clip. The department chief tapped his finger on the folder. This is your new case. I want you to run a full investigation on this man, Vincent Moro. He glared down at the picture. He's been a person of interest in a number of cases. From corporate sabotage and insider trading to murder and suicide, too many crimes and tragedies around here seem to work out in his favor. I don't believe it could be a coincidence, but we haven't found any real evidence, and hardly any circumstantial evidence. Your job is to put together the pieces.
Thread: Black Knight to E1 (w/SelenaFF)

Blair Knight raised her head to look at the chief. She then looked down at the file. Brushing a long black strand of hair behind her ear, she squinted at the photo. You don't really think there's a connection, do you? Last time we checked out a case like this, it turned out to be baseless rumors, and nothing more. She sighed, then continued, But then again, something about this seems different. Just a gut feeling.
Thread: Black Knight to E1 (w/SelenaFF)

Try meeting the guy, you won't have a lot of doubts I'm sure. He's never made even a token show of grief for any of the people whose misfortunes--or deaths--have benefited him. And he's... The chief shuddered. Slimy. Always has that damn smug grin. He jabbed his finger down on the picture again. It did indeed depict a man with a smug grin and a look in his eyes that could best be described as predatory. Moro appeared to be in his late twenties or early thirties, with delicate features and pale, braided hair. The chief continued to grumble under his breath. Like he was daring us... so sure we wouldn't... but hardly bothered to...
Thread: Black Knight to E1 (w/SelenaFF)

Chief, quit worrying. I'll take of it. This slick little weasel isn't getting away, Blair said. But she had a feeling, this odd sensation in the pit of her stomach, that told her not to do this. She shrugged the feeling off, a grabbed the file and put on her black leather jacket that had been on the chair. Nodding to the chief, she walked out the door and headed home. Her house was in a part of town where crime was at her doorstep, and so everyone knew to steer clear of The Black Knight. She hated that nickname with passion. Made her sound like a chess piece. She wasn't a slave of the police, she was her own person. She did her job because she felt good about it, not because someone told her too. Arriving at home, she collapsed onto her bed, and before she knew it, she fell asleep, the fatigue of the day winning out.
Thread: Black Knight to E1 (w/SelenaFF)

Blair... The whispered word was the first sensation as she began to be aware of her existence and her senses again. The next was the frigid cold that surrounded every inch of her body. Soon that was accompanied by a sense of weight, and pressure--a suit of armor, heavy and restrictive. Pieces of the chilled metal were pressed against her skin, and some of them dug in uncomfortably. As soon as she fully perceived the armor weighing down on her, she felt the solidity of the ground beneath her through the soles of her greaves. She was standing at what seemed to be the edge of a cliff, with a bottomless drop ahead of her. Beneath her feet was smooth black stone, perhaps marble, and although her field of vision was limited by the helmet, she could still see white tiles at the edge of her vision. Blair, came the voice again, no longer a whisper, a low tenor as smooth as silk. Are you ready to be my knight? No longer distant and disembodied, the voice was coming from directly behind her, far too close for comfort.
Thread: Black Knight to E1 (w/SelenaFF)

Blair woke up in a cold sweat. She was trembling, and as she got up out of bed, her legs felt like jelly. What the hell was that dream? Blair asked herself. She could still hear the chuckling that echoed through her dream. Looking over at the window, she noticed it was open, and went to close it. She didn't remember opening it, but she was still numb from the dream, so she didn't really give it any thought. She walked out to her car, a more recent model, and hopped in. A few minutes later, she was at the precinct. She walked over to her desk, and began shuffling though the files, looking for anything that stood out.
Thread: Black Knight to E1 (w/SelenaFF)

Of the many cases in which Vincent Moro had been a suspect, there had been one notable exception. For the most part, Moro was implicated simply by having the most to gain. A company would go under in suspicious circumstances, and Moro would be there to pick up the pieces. Someone would make Moro the primary beneficiary of their will, only to be murdered days later. The details varied but the basic pattern was consistent. Tragedy struck, Moro benefited, but ultimately it wasn't his hands that were dirty. Someone else had committed the actual crime, someone without enough ties to Moro to even pin him as a co-conspirator. But in one of the earliest allegations, Moro was singled out by name from the start--accused of sexual assault. The complainant new him by name and face, described in vivid and consistent detail the horrible things he had done. But a physical examination showed no sign of the abuse she claimed to have endured. There was no bruising, no bite or fingernail marks, no signs of sexual activity other than her own arousal. As certain as she was, the state of her body was inconsistent with her narrative, and the charges had to be dropped.
Thread: Whoami: Ryza Shiro

Name Ryza Shiro Gender Female Age 19 Appearance See more Personality Ryza is a fiery young girl with an unfiltered vocabulary and an even more unfiltered mind. She isn't afraid to speak her mind when she feels she must, often being painfully blunt to people. Despite her hardened personality, she is nice enough when in a good mood. Ryza likes cars, she has her own custom car which she races with when she gets the chance. She also likes electronic music and can be found at raves more often than not. Ryza is a very competitive girl and will usually accept a challenge if given one, thinking her pride is on the line. For open RPs, I tend not to do a history section. I like to tailor Ryza's history to the setting she is put in.
Thread: The Game

Adam knocked on his friend's house. He said Hey, guess what! It arrived!. They were given a change to beta test the game Virtuality , a highly anticipated Virtual Reality game. He was carrying a cardboard box, with all the stuff needed to play the game.
Thread: The Game

Kyle had been lounging on his couch, watching tv when he heard his friend's voice. He jumped off the couch, sprinting to the door. Jeez, he said as he opened it and Adam burst in, box in hand. The headsets were state of the art. Kyle knew that much. He has done his research before he and Adam had agreed to split the cost and buy the game.
Thread: The Game

Adam walked inside, carrying the box. He opened it up, and behind all the packaging peanuts were 2 high-tech headsets. He says Would you like to try it now? as he put on his own headset. He sat on a chair, and reclined back in it. You really should be laying or at least sitting down while playing this game.
Thread: The Game

Kyle nodded, and took the other headset, attaching the neurotransmitters at the correct areas. He then lowered the glasses of the headset. Hell yeah. Let's do this, Kyle said, and pressed the power button, the headset whirring into action, connecting to the game network.
Thread: The Game

Adam pressed the on button. Suddenly, the world around him disappeared, as if he had fallen asleep. He awoke in what looked like a changing room. The mirror in the room also worked as a touch screen. He started pushing some buttons on it, and altered his appearance a little He made his hair a little darker, made his eyes a little bluer. He then selected his class gunner and then, suddenly, the room fell away to reveal himself in a grassland.
Thread: The Game

Kyle found himself in a changing room just like the one Adam found himself in, and decided to make his eyes gold he had always found that cool, and kept his dark brown hair the same. He selected his class, a Knight, and the room began to dissolve, but not before a blaring noise rang in his ears. It was like nails on a chalkboard, and he opened his eyes he hadn't noticed he'd closed them to see a flashing message, nothing more. ERROR. Then everything went black, and when he woke up, he was laying in the same field as Adam, out cold.
Thread: The Game

Adam notices a girl in leather armor appear right next to him. She's unconcious, though. He raises an eyebrow and asks Are you ok?. He moves over and tries to shake her awake. Hello? Are you ok? he says as he does so.
Thread: The Game

Kyle woke up to find himself being shaken by a guy, around his age. He pushes the guy off of him, and as he does, notices something's wrong. He stared at his chest, where two mounds now sat. He had breasts, and although he didn't know cup sizes, he had a feeling they were at least a C. He screamed. Well, she.
Thread: The Game

He saw the girl scream like, well, a girl. He took a few steps back and said Hey, hey, ma'am! It's ok, I was just waking you up!. He kneels down and offers a hand I'm Adam, what's your name?
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Kyle screamed again, scooting backwards, her waist length hair swinging a bit. Adam?! she exclaimed, It's fucking Kyle, you idiot!
Thread: The Game

Adam pauses. He stares at her a bit. Actually, yeah. That looks a girl version of his friend Kyle. Actually, it was a little weird now. He says Kyle...wow, it really is you! I...Why did you pick a female character? he teases a little. He doesn't realize it's an accident.
Thread: The Game

You really think I did this on purpose? I was going to be a big muscular knight, she said, frowning a bit.
Thread: Stolen! (Jack Stalker and BethanUK)

Anne was already fed up that Ed was going away with his mates for the weekend to play golf and get wrecked, but he had at least promised to pick her up from her gym class before he went. Now here was his dad waiting for her as he sneaks off early without even the courtesy of an apology. Yet another reason Anne was pissed off with him ! Not that she disliked Mark particularly but he was just one of those arrogant men who seemed to think he could have any woman he felt like. She easily understood why Ed's mum had had enough of the business trips he always seemed to be on and wondered why she had put up with Mark's ways for so long ? She cursed that it had been so hot in the gym tonight and so was sweating, even though she was pretty fit. She wouldn't have cared if she was getting into Ed's old VW but she knew Mark's station wagon was his pride and joy. Hi Mark she answered. No, Ed didn't tell me you were picking me up. Typical of him really. Anne threw her things in the back as asked and climbed up into the vehicle. Damn she thought I can feel that I am getting his seat wet with my sweat. She made a mental note to wipe it down as she got out. Suddenly she felt a hand come across her, glancing across her breast to grab the seatbelt. Mark then pulled it down and secured the end in the fitting protruding from the floor. That must have been an accident she thought to herself after feeling Mark's hand against her. I am more than capable of doing that for myself though. The arrogant pig. If she was feeling a little uncomfortable already, Mark's first question confused and worried her more. Why would she want to go to his? All she wanted to do is get home and have a shower. You can just drop me at mine thanks Mark Anne said as confidently as she could.
Thread: Stolen! (Jack Stalker and BethanUK)

Yeah, typical. he had quipped as he finished buckling her in and pulled away. He waited until they were underway, then he slid his free hand onto her thigh, leaving her in no doubt that it was no accident. Yours it is then, we just need to stop at mine on the way. he gave a smirk, sliding his hand up to her crotch, his fingers easing around her thigh to squeeze at it as he kept one eye on the road and the other on her face. I think my son has been fucking around with you, so to speak, for long enough. I can tell when a woman is pissed off with someone and its pretty clear to me that you need something that he obviously can't give you. Maybe he's incapable? I always thought there might have been a mix up at the hospital. he chuckled. Anyway, enough about Edward. Let's talk about you. Have you fucked him yet? Have you let him spread your legs and sink into your tight young cunt? Because I wouldn't want you to think that the way he fucks you is going to be anything like the way I do. he grinned, sliding his hand down between her legs and forcing his fingers in against her cunt. The tight spandex affording no protection as he slid his fingers along the folds of her cunt without a seconds pause. violating her through the flimsy fabric as though it were nothing, as though such touching were commonplace and ordinary. I've been thinking about fucking you for a long time Anne. Today's the day that it's going to happen. Edwards away, you're horny and pissed off and I'm ready to give you what you need, a good hard fucking from a man. Maybe you're used to telling Edward what to do, maybe you're used to taking shit from him or simply ignoring the fact that he doesn't seem to appreciate you. I could care less really. I'm not going to be asking you what you want. I'm here to take what I want, to give you what you need and to make you squirm and shudder and buck, as I give you the proper fucking that we both know you deserve. he hissed, If you really want a shower you can get one at my place, it's closer and I've waited long enough to spread your legs. To be honest though I'm in two minds about whether to just pull into my garage and fuck you in the car, or across the hood. I mean seriously, wearing a pair of 'Rape me' leggings? Teasing my cock from the moment I showed up to give you a lift? What were you expecting Anne? For me to be some polite and civilised gentleman? I'm pretty fucking far from Edward. I want you and I'm having you. Understand? he growled. His powerful arm pinned her in her seat as he toyed with her slit through her leggings, his eyes staring into hers as he pulled up at some lights. Well, have you fucked my son? Or were you saving your tight little cunt for my cock, you teasing bitch? he finished with a smirk.
Thread: Stolen! (Jack Stalker and BethanUK)

Anne sat there opened mouthed as her boyfriend's dad started abusing his own son to the woman he lived with, whilst handling her like a piece of fruit at a supermarket. Anne's family when she was growing up treated sex as some dirty little secret that no one mentioned or talked about. Her parents would even flick TV channels if a program came on that showed a man and a woman getting intimate when she was in the room. Consequently Anne's first knowledge of sex came from school sex education classes and fumblings with boys from her class. Yet here was this man, who was older than her own father, openly talking to her about it. More than that talking about doing it with her. Still unable to talk, Anne is shocked as Mark openly talks about her Cunt. She was uncomfortable when she called it her pussy and here he was telling her it was a cunt. Not only telling her but touching it through her tight leggings too. There was something about the way he said that excited her rather than the times she had heard the word before and found it abhorrent. She tried to put that out of her mind. Oh god she moaned to herself as Mark's fingers just caught the tip of her clitoris as he ran them up and down between her legs. What Mark was saying was true, Ed was useless in bed most of the time. What harm could it do if maybe she let Mark fuck her just this once? After all Ed was the one who put them in this situation. Mark continued to talk about her cunt, his cock and fucking her, but Anne's mind was a blur, imagining what a real man was like in bed. After a brief period of thought Anne decided she would succumb to Mark's desires, but she wasn't going to make it easy for him.
Thread: Stolen! (Jack Stalker and BethanUK)

I asked you a question Anne. A man expects to be answered when he asks someone a question, or perhaps this is your answer? smirked Mark as he intensified the attention he was giving her cunt with his fingers. He twisted his hand about, grinding the heel of his palm into her mound, just above her clit, while his fingers stroked up and down her slit. He could feel her cunt flaps being forced apart by his actions, the folds splaying open beneath the flimsy leggings as he worked at her slit, forcing the material into the sot between her thighs as he violated her cunt through her spandex. Are you wet down there Anne? Are you thinking about how your soaking cunt is going to be stretched open when I force my cock into it? Maybe you've been thinking about that for a while, eh? Maybe messing about with Edward was just your way of getting closer to a real man, one who can fuck you the way you deserve to be fucked? he growled. He kept up the pressure with his cunt hand as he steered through the traffic, the car occasionally passing close to another as it cruised up to a light and then pulled away. If he was concerned with the chance of anyone looking over to see what he was doing to Anne, he did not show it on his face. Only a wicked grin remained there as he toyed with her flesh through her leggings. I can tell from the way you're responding, as well as the look on your face, that you're a dirty little whore at heart, aren't you Anne? I bet you love the thought of cheating on that fuckwit you tied yourself to. I bet the thought of getting fucked by his father has made you soak your cunt many a time, hasn't it? he demanded. How many times have you reached down between those thighs and touched yourself, thinking about me? he growled now, his hand suddenly moving up to her waist and stretching her leggings as he forced his hand down between material and flesh, fingertips seeking out her cunt, stroking along her flesh as he dug for her slit. Answer me you nasty little slut. Tell me how fucking right I am. You can't deny it, your cunt is going to be telling me the truth as soon as I cram a few fingers into it. he told her with a cruel smirk.