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Thread: Young Father, younger daughter

Dominic was wondering what was going on when his daughter didn't greet him the way that she normally did when he got home, dashing out of her room or the kitchen or wherever she was in order to half way tackle him with a fierce hug and showing his face with kisses. It was something that happened almost every day and he was quite fond of it, one of their traditions, father and daughter, part of the special bond they shared. He knew she wouldn't have gone out though, she didn't have a car of her own and had mentioned going to bed early that night, though it was far to early to be asleep just yet. He had intended to wake her up so they could enjoy the pizza and watch a movie with Net Flix, perhaps she had gone into the back yard for a late night swim, something she did from time to time though he encouraged her to not do it alone because it was generally unsafe, he didn't want her drowning if she got a cramp or something happened to her. Tutting softly at the thought she might have disobeyed him in some small way Dominic made his way further into the house, looking around for any sign of her until he glanced into the family room, at first freezing in place because his mind couldn't accept what he was seeing, there was no way his innocent girl was on the couch being assaulted, practically mauled by some young punk, Matt if he remembered correctly, a guy who occasionally hung out with her and her other girlfriends when they went out to the mall as a group. Matt right? He asked, his voice level but clearly full of hardly repressed fury. I don't know why you are on my couch with my daughter and I don't know what you thought you might be doing tonight, but if you are not out of this house right now I will be making sure that your parents send you off to a military boarding school. A serious enough threat, if he needed to he would push Erica to say she had been assaulted. And Erica, you and I are going to be having a long talk about this... when your friend gets out of this house meet me in the kitchen. His tone made it clear that he was not going to be waiting for her very long, that he would have no patience.
Thread: Young Father, younger daughter

She shot Matt a look, her eyes wide. They gave off a 'If you value your life to any degree, you'll leave right now. I'll take the heat, just get out!'. Matt quickly grabbed his shirt slipping it on, and grabbed his things. He slowly walked past her father. They had eye contact for over a minute before Matt ran out, the sound of the engine revving then speeding off, leaving her on the couch and her father standing there in dead silence. After a moment she reached down and grabbed her shirt, not putting it on but clutching it against her bosom that was now rising and falling quickly. Panic hit her, and she couldn't find the words that would soothe her dad, no, convince him that this whole situation was a misunderstanding. Her lips just wouldn't move. Her throat was dry, and her legs ached.How though? What can i say to persuade him? She then slowly crept into the kitchen, sitting down at the table. .............D-dad. I know you must be extremely angry. I don't blame you. Me and Matt were....that is....well....we were just... She glanced up to meet his eyes, and knew that she was basically fucked. She twiddled her thumb, and started thinking about what the consequences might be. My internet and friends she thought. I'll be under twenty four hour survellience. She sulked and pitied herself. 'All for a little fun' she thought.
Thread: Young Father, younger daughter

As she got rid of her friend Dominic made his way into the kitchen, setting the pizza down on the table and pouring himself a stiff drink, something he didn't do often. That drink was poured down his throat almost right away and then followed up by another that he drank just as quickly, this wasn't the sort of thing he had expected, he had given her the talk years earlier when she had first shown signs of entering puberty and though it had been awkward he thought that he had made the concept clear enough, that he knew she would be interested in sex and wouldn't try to stop her from having it, just asking that she be safe when the time came and that she of course was always open with him. As a concept that was all well and good but now to find she was sneaking behind his back, how long had this been going on, she was only fifteen and now he had to worry if she was even a virgin or fear that she might get knocked up. With the alcohol in his system he felt better ready to deal with it though, the warmth of it spreading through him in a pleasant buzz. Don't even bother trying to explain. He sighed as he looked over to Erica, seeing her as the young woman she was for the very first time. I know full well what you were up to and I don't feel like having you trying to make up some sort of excuse just to calm me down. He put a smile on his face, a little forced but he was trying to put her at ease. I know what was going on, I was your age once remember, hell I was a father when I was your age. Setting down his glass he approached her and lightly brushed his lips over her head. I also know that boys your age aren't really going to care about you, they are going to be after one thing and someone as beautiful as you shouldn't have to put up with that sort of thing... She really was lovely, how hadn't he noticed that before?
Thread: Young Father, younger daughter

The sudden softness in his voice suprised her. His gentleness in handling this situtation wasn't where she expected him to go she half expected him to have a tantrum and yell and tell her 'What the hell were you thinking!' but instead this? Maybe he didn't care if she was to sleep around with guys. Why wasn't he putting more effort in making her understand what she did? Then she realized she was a little bit angry. No, not angry disappointed. 'Why am i disappointed? This is what i wanted..to have him let me off the hook...or maybe I wanted him to punish me. Show me what the consequences were. To show that he didn't want her with guys that he didn't want her to do those types of things.. She gulped as he kissed her forhead with the upmost tenderness, and clenched her shirt even more. I'm sorry Dad...I know that guys really only want 'that'...i should've done it...i understand what i did was wrong...so i will accept the consequences, whatever they may be. Ugh. The whole apology of why she did it sounded fake, stiff and awkward.It sounded like she was acting, merely repeating words without any true meaning. She didn't really mean it but she meant the last part about accepting the consequences. She wasn't sure why. It might be something phsychological that she hadn't unveiled yet.
Thread: Young Father, younger daughter

Her half assed little apology only served to anger him, he wanted to hear that she was actually sorry, he wanted to hear her apologize and practically beg him for his forgiveness, to assure him that she wasn't going to end up like her mother and that she was going to behave herself from that point on. He would have to teach her a lesson now, show her how men were just looking to take advantage of her without the least bit of concern about her feelings of her safety. Reaching out he wrapped a hand in the back of her hair and pulled her head back roughly, sneering down at her. You think this is some kind of joke? He asked, his voice practically a low growl. The boys your age just want a single thing, they just want to fuck you without any concern for your safety of your pleasure. Reaching down he pulled down her bra and pinched one of her nipples roughly, the alcohol clouding his mind but he figured that he had come up with a way to teach her a lesson, to show her what a real man would be able to do for her, a man who would be able to make sure that she enjoyed whatever she did with him and of course a man who wouldn't just knock her up. I think you need to lean a lesson. He murmured as he gave her bra a sharp tug, tearing it all off and tossing is aside, the strap of it ruined as he pulled it away. I think if my little girl wants to behave like a slut I should treat her like one, that way you might learn the consequences of your actions.
Thread: Young Father, younger daughter

She jumped up from his advance, the shock of what was happening all to fast. Ahh! Suddenly her head was being tugged, with it tangled and wrapped in his fist, now her not being able to move much unless she wanted a de-scalping. She squirmed in his grasp, now tears swelling up but not running. ''Dad! It h-hurts.. And then thats when his hand had touched her breast, the pinching of the nipple sending a electric shock down her spine. She quivered as he tore away her bra, tossing it aside, now useless material 'Fuck. That's my only bra...' . Both nipples perked up, the room was suprisingly cold, and the sudden confrontation of cold air to her skin sent shivers. D-dad..b-be reasonable.. She cried. 'Well, this is what i wanted. To be punished. But not this far!' Somehow though she didn't regret doing what she did. Perhaps that too was psychological. 'He even called me a slut...my dad never ever called me something close as that.' The thought made her whimper, her head still throbbing in his grasp.
Thread: Unforseen events

A rather young woman was walking home and slipped through a portal only to find herself in a super natural world that looked exactly like her own but the people were different and so was she. From what she found out her degree and such transferred to this world. Weeks have passed as Lillian had moved to this other world. The female cat with white fur stretched in her bed as she opened her eyes. Her emerald eyes caught sight of the moon shining in through her window. Smiling as she sat up then moved to the bathroom where the curve of her hips swayed side to side and her ample breasts bounced. She had a habit on sleeping naked since she'd find herself fucking her parnters in the morning. A great wake up call. Purring under the hot water she soon jumped out and began to dry off as tonight was a friends out sort of night. Though after getting dressed in her tight jeans and high heeled boots and blue blouse she walked out of her modest apartment. She decided to grab a nap after work to rest up for anything that might come her way tonight. Seeing her best friend a furry dragon standing there the two women embraced as a little vampire walked over, a dwarf vampire who smacked Lillian's ass as that was his usual hello for her. The white furred woman and the small group slipped into the club to wait for the others to show up for the fun as the dragonand dwarf was out on the dance floor leaving Lillian alone.
Thread: Unforseen events

While Manic usually didn't hang out at clubs by himself, he had been in a good mood all this week and decided it couldn't hurt to be having even more fun. As a common demon he wasn't fabulously wealthy so he wore simple yet stylish clothing to the event. A club wasnt exactly his niche but he loved the club for one reason only, the energy. Tonight he saw a nice, unique looking women. She was not exactly the type he was use to seeing. Without hesitating, or thinking, he walked over to where she was at and introduced himself.
Thread: Unforseen events

Lillian was sipping white wine when Manic walked up. Her eyes casted over him as if judging him. She hasn't been in this world long and her friends knew it and managed to teach her what she needed to know about the races. Hello.. She said to him then turned away to watch the dawrf get his freak on with another furry but Lillian was mistaken as he was getting frisky with a werewolf. She couldn't help but to smile at this display thinking this tiny man had balls though she wished there was a man like that. Seeing Manic didn't exactly get the idea she wasn't looking for a one night stand she looked over at him. You look out of place, Manic.
Thread: Unforseen events

I'm very much out of place Manic said with a light laugh, noticing how observant this woman was. but you look out of place yourself. I might be new to the scene but I don't know too many species like yours he said unable to help but look at her dwarf friend. Immediately he started to wonder, exactly what type of women was she anyways. what's up with your short little friend? Manic asked playfully.
Thread: Unforseen events

Dante? He's always adventerous. I like his balls... she said but began to laugh as she covered her mouth realizing how that sounded. I mean I like how ballsy he is. She said with a smile but she still didn't give her name to Manic. Though she sipped her wine in silence. The clubs really aren't my thing. I've been hit on enough by men who want one night stands that I've grown to hate these things. She said as she turned her back on the dance floor. Why did you even come here, Manic?
Thread: Unforseen events

Manic smiled, amused by her description of her friend. I like places like this for the energy Manic replied. like your friend over there, easily a man I respect. He must make every moment of his life interesting Manic turned away from the little man getting his freak on and looked towards her. I am so sorry you have a problem with guys he said nonchalantly but you look like a big girl capable of removing any pesky guy that are in you hair anyways so I'm not that sorry he said teasingly. Hoping to not give the wrong idea, he decided to ask another question if a club isn't your thing what are you doing here? I like the energy how about you? Who are you anyways?
Thread: Unforseen events

Lillian, this was a friend's night out. Normally I'm jogging or just getting use to this....World. She said as she looked over at him as the lights weren't good enough for her to get a good look on his appearance. What did this man look like? She wondered as she shook her head. I'm normally a quiet person who enjoys a more of a night in at home.
Thread: Unforseen events

a book worm huh? yummy Manic said smiling . Well nice to meet you Lillian, you might truly like this twisted place. Are you scared of all the monsters? he asked exposing his shaven head and face. His child like smile opened to say something, but he changed his mind. His cat like eyes revealing a certain amount of uncertainty. are you at least having fun in this strange, new world?
Thread: Unforseen events

Its the same as my own. Strangely when I slipped through the portal all of my information transferred to here as if I lived here all of my life. she said with a smile though ignored his comment on monsters but looked at him seeing the shaven head and face. You're an odd one. she said as she drowned the rest of her wine and set the glass aside.
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Oh? he asked and what exactly makes me odd he said curiously. you are the odd one, he replied playfully and a little insecure. you are probably the only human in here but that's probably one of the things that make you unique. Or a weirdo he said smiling. besides whats normall in your old world? Did you like dancing in your world? he asked his smile revealing his harmless fangs.
Thread: Unforseen events

I WAS human. She said as she began to walk away from him exiting the club. It seemed he couldn' see what was human or not. She had fur, cat ears, the tail, the claws. So what was human about her? Her smile? Her eyes? Her eyes, yeah. Her hips swayed side to side as she passed another demon who was built and power poured from him. His thick tail swayed side to side as he licked his fangs and his red skin glistened from the strobing lights. Thats a woman. He said in a dark voice but noticed her claws were out and her ears pointing right at him. Don't try it. She growled at him as she left the club seeing this was a bust.
Thread: Unforseen events

Manic didn't even both to turn for her as she got up to leave. With a behavior like her's who would. She sure had the enegy of a human he said smiling to himself. and pouts like one too he said out loud. He wasnt consered though, he got a kick out of tonight. The energy is what he came for, and if he was lucky might get one again tomorrow. Pity, she must be well loved he thought to himself.
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No.. she said as she turned to face Manic with a smirk. I was a human but now I'm different. And I know when a male can't handle someone like me. She said as if she was issuing a challenge to him. Standing there as she was keeping one ear on the demon closest to her making sure he didn't make a move. Though I'm picky on the males I'd fuck anyways. Got to make sure they can keep up. She said with a wink to Manic as she walked outside in front of the club. The night air felt wonderful for her.
Thread: Unforseen events

Manic was suddenly interested in this girl. Not because she was a pretty as she thought she was, cause she wasn't. Or that she was as strong as she thought she was, cause again she wasn't. After all he didn't know anything about her but couldn't help noticing the spoiled attitude. He also wondered why she though she was so desireable. He really doubt anyone could meet her more than once, if she always responsed like that, and even wanted to touch her, let alone fuck her. you mean men actually sleep with you he asked, aside from the small horny little guy he said pointing to her short friend.
Thread: Unforseen events

She stood outside in the brisk night air as Manic was annoying little bastard. She didn't think she was pretty nor was she spoiled as she came from a low down family and she worked her fucking ass off to get to where she was today. With her leaning back against the wall she looked to the faint stars with a smile. Her self esteem was healthy as she knew some men desired her and others didn't and they didn't affect her.
Thread: Russian Mafia Group RP

Andrei looked around the bleak grey courtyard one last time knowing he would never miss the place but that he would, not that he would ever reveal this to anyone, miss the man who had become like a father to him. He had long since disowned his birth father for being a government lackey. He stepped past he guards and through the gat out into the real world tasting freedom with each breath of air as he walked down the street even if the only thing he had to his name was his birth certificate a document about his release and the clothes on his back, well and his tattoos of course they and his life mattered most to him. Grigori Mstislov had told him that he had tried to arrange for someone to pick him up if no one was there he had a hand drawn map of where to go and memorised lines of exactly what to say.
Thread: Russian Mafia RP Characters

When creating your character pleas make them believable and read through all the info provided on the main page. Ill give the names again below but if you want a name not on the lists ask and Ill see what can be done. Just because you submit a character doesnt mean you will be accepted so pleas if you dont get accepted you can ask for a reason and I will try to explain if you want to try again that is also okay. Use this when creating your description as pictures will not be accepted. Names For tattoos go The boss is not a character for takes instead he will be a character used by the Admins to further the plot as it takes shape. This is the basics required for a character. Name Age Height Appearance Specialty real job Profession cover job Languages Spoken History Tattoos Or alternately you can combine your appearance and history into an intro which will also be acceptable. Of course if you character isnt in the mafia they wont have tattoos.
Thread: Russian Mafia RP Characters

Name Andrei Age 20 but birth certificate says 30 Height 511 Appearance Ice blue almond shaped eyes with pale skin his face is oval in shape with rather sunken cheeks. He has full lips which are normally somewhat flaky and dry due to a habit of biting them with a definite and permanent downwards turn to the corners of his mouth. He has Shoulder length Strawberry Blond hair which falls in gentle waves around his face. Specialty real job Thief Profession cover job Non as of yet just out of jail on parole Languages Spoken Russian History At twelve he forged his birth certificate so as to make himself ten years older so that he could get a job. The reason for obtaining this job was so as to pull of a theft. His partner snitched on him leading to the owner of the store being killed by him just before the police arrested him. While being interrogated he never admitted to the truth of his age and so he was placed in an adult prison. Where due to his small size he was raped repeatedly and forcefully tattooed with the eyes. He killed the men that had done that and in so doing came under the mentorship of a man well known in and out of prison for killing a high ranking Party member with his bear hands. To this man he finally admitted his age and he was the one to suggest or gift him with the other tattoos. 8 years after he entered he has finally been let go and is looking to work for the organization to which his mentor was an honorary member the Semya. Tattoos Eyes on the lower back jail bait written above Ask Me Or Die Double sig runes wont confess tell on others Rose teen bday in prison Kitten pierced butterfly skull on one wing Heart ankle Five small skulls in the small of his back going up his spine.
Thread: Russian Mafia RP Characters

Name Pyotr Ivanov Age 30 Height 176 cm Appearance- Almond shaped gunmetal blue eyes with pale skin and a long face with well defined cheekbones and jawline which is free of stubble. Somewhat thin lips which are chafffed from the cold and seemed to be forever tinged with the flavour of Vodka. His long, silky black hair is most often see tied back in a high pony tail, when it is out it reaches his lower back. There is a single white stripe which often hangs over his right eye. He has not got the wide shoulders one would think of his proffession but makes up for it with his height and lean chorded muscles from years of hard living. Specialty real job Murderer Profession cover job BarkeepWaiter at a local bar known to frequently have members of the family as patrons. Languages Spoken Russian and a small bit of German learnt in prison History Having seen his father take a knife to his mother and to himself on a number of occassions he spent most of his time patching up both himself and his mother. At the age of 19 he finally snapped as his father slit her throat in front of him. Taking the knife he did the same. When the police came he willingly gave himself over with his only words being, 'He deserved it'. After time done for murder, petty theft and assult, his history being tattoed on his flesh. He was set up as a barkeep and was told later on that he was to be a hit man. With a temprament such as his he quickly rose throught the ranks and earned his stars. Now he also looks after necomers to the family so they do not get overwhelmed. Blemishes The streak of white in his hair. It changed colour after his mother's murder and the trauma attached to it. Scars Light scars from his father's continued abuse, hardly noticeable against his pale skin but are still raised slightly. Tattoos Grim reaper on right wrist Murderer Stars on both chest and knees Rank of captain Tiger epaulet on right shoulder Violence towards Police Serpent on left wrist DecorativeHigh Rank Flying hawk on chest over heart I was born free and should be free Skulls going from nape of the neck and going down, varying in size depending on the importance of the death Half heart on the back of his hands ringed by thorns Homosexual but not passive Barbed wire wrapped around thigh, each marking a prison sentence.