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Thread: So, you want to hear a story? (Qant x 0point7)

Though her expression may have been somewhat misleading as her presence alone often was, she was quite intrigued. She hadn't heard anything like that before. Not to mention that the stranger continued to speak poetically with every following line. There was something mysterious about it. Something that was somehow serene, or maybe even beautiful. That, or Zer0 could have simply been a far cry from the others she had the distinctive pleasure of meeting on Pandora thus far. Not that it was saying much. There were still those who would choose to worship her because of her lineage, much like the 'goddess' she was once portrayed to be. Then, there were the ones who would rather hunt her instead. Good luck with that, she would muse to them, before setting them ablaze with her Maliwan. You could say that, she began. She was equally as surprised when her new 'companion' introduced himself. He could have just as easily slipped back into the comfort of meditation. If their trip deeper into Pandora was too much longer, Maya may have opted for descending into a state of rest as well. I had been doing research back home. An old research archeologist from Pandora had written about Siren's and their connection to Eridum. And the Vault, she remembered to add. Her words were laced with confidence, curiosity, and a trace amount of exuberance. Did she come off as sounding silly? Especially, since she hadn't embarked on her quest just for the thrill of possible loot?
Thread: DudeMeister and Alexisstar

After many hours of pouring over college textbooks in preparation for midterms, Eric finally tossed his pencil on his desk in frustration and exhaustion. His brain felt fried from all the cramming and he was moments away from executing the most epic ragequit in human existence. Such was the life of an engineering student. A nerdy subject to specialize in, but he had a passion for it. Taking the reading glasses off the bridge of his nose and rubbing his eyes, he sighed in exhaustion. The 20 year old college kid stood at around 5'11'', and packed 150 lbs on a skinny frame. Despite his major's reputation to attract introverted nerds, he made time to work out and occasionally drink excessively. However one thing was on his mind now his girlfriend. She moved out of their hometown 2 years ago, and he rarely had the opportunity to see her save for phone calls and Skype and whenever she came by to visit family. Despite having a few opportunities to go out with other girls from school, he cared for her most of all. As he was going through all this introspection, he heard his doorbell ring. Was it a package? He closed the book and walked down the steps of his house to check who was at the door.
Thread: Maid for You [Prince of Smut & YellowSmoke]

Cast La Lavoisier 21 Hlne Ellie Lavoisier 17 Florent Guillory 42 Miriame Guillory 41 Two months had passed since Ellie's parents had perished on the road between Grenoble and Bourgoin-Jallieu. The sale of their house had been handled by relatives, leaving Ellie and sister La with a tidy sum of money but no idea of what to do with it. The elder sister was already employed as a maid to the Guillory family in Brezins, and did not seem to be of a mind to leave her post. As a matter of fact, she'd even gone so far as to convince Florent - the man of the house - that it would be in his best interests to hire Ellie as well, and so it was that one pleasant morning in late Summer, the young southerner found herself trudging up the gravel driveway to their stately home in the French countryside. The house before her was a grand edifice of years gone by, when houses were not churned out like a dozen replicas on a production line, but rather each were unique and elegantly designed buildings which stood as far apart from their neighbours in design as they were in distance. The Guillorys' nearest neighbours were almost beyond sight, and the house itself was set against the backdrop of the monumental French Alps, stretching from the horizon up towards the blue, cloud-streaked sky. With nothing but a suitcase to her name - for all of the money from the sale had gone into La's bank account - Ellie stood before the elegant chteau in a quaint yellow-and-white summer dress, its light colours and floral design seeming to act as an emblem for her youthful innocence. White high heels - formerly belonging to her mother - were strange guests upon her feet, but they completed her outfit nicely, and she wished to make a good first impression upon Monsieur Guillory. Her brunette hair was parted slightly off-centre, and all pulled back behind her head save for a side-sweeping fringe which covered her forehead. She felt as though she were on the precipice of a new life as she climbed the single step to the large red door and in one dainty hand brought the knocker down upon itself. Thunk. Thunk. Her heart raced, and she was thankful to know that she would see La again that her sister would at least be the one familiar fixture in an otherwise new environment.
Thread: Maid for You [Prince of Smut & YellowSmoke]

Oh, how good it felt to be hugged again! Since the passing of Mr. Mdm. Lavoisier, the only arms Ellie had known had been her own. True she had been embraced in consolation at the funeral, but even then the gesture served as nothing but a reminder that she would never again hug her mother, and La's absence had been more strongly felt during that hour than ever before. Here was a genuine embrace, one which brought the tones of home she so desperately missed. She had been just 12 years old when she had last seen La, and she was so mesmerised by the woman into whom her sister had grown that she barely knew what to say, but nonetheless a wide smile beamed from her youthful face for the first time in months. As she took her first steps into the Guillory household, Ellie's eyes roamed the walls and high ceilings of the large chteau, and the teenager realised at once that she had never before set foot in such a grand and well-kept home. The wooden furnishings were all varnished, the walls were free of soot, and on the way to the maid's quarters she glimpsed more ornate candle-holders and spotless pieces of silverware than she could count. Wow, La... they must love you here. Everything is so clean! She turned her eyes up to her sister's face and again was struck by how she had grown. It had only been 5 years but it seemed a lifetime La had always been beautiful but she had grown into a beautiful woman , and the house in which she earned her keep was spotless, at least by Ellie's standards. Are they nice? she asked, a little hesitantly. Having never met the Guillorys, it was understandable that she should be a little nervous, having committed herself to living and working in the same house as them. Do they treat you well? Devoid of the heavy bag she'd lugged halfway across the country, her arms felt light and tired, and with her sister's hand around hers she felt a little freer and more optimistic than she'd been on the journey, when nervous apprehension had gripped her and reminded her that if all did not go well, she had nothing to return to. Her life would now be Brezins, and her family was but one. She took strength from La's presence and knew that La would be for her the anchor as which her parents had acted until two months ago, but she knew too that - in time - she would have to become strong herself.
Thread: Maid for You [Prince of Smut & YellowSmoke]

Ellie understood what she'd been told. She recalled the summer when she and La had been paid to walk Johnstones' dogs for three weeks, and how the English family who had befriended their parents on their holidays had cared less about their relationship with the Lavoisiers than about their oh so French poodles' well-being. Mrs. Johnstone had lambasted poor Ellie - then only 11 years of age - for allowing one of the dogs to a slice of ham with too much fat on it apparently the animal had to be in prime physical condition for an upcoming dog show, and it was of the utmost importance that its figure was kept trim, and even the young French girl's tears had done nothing to soften the heart of the old battle axe. By the looks of it, the Guillorys were at least as rich as the Johnstones had been - if not more so - and Ellie was to be entrusted with the care of their entire home, not just a four-legged companion. Her heart sank a little when she saw the room she was to share with her sister while the pair had not come from a rich family, her own room at home - my former home , she reminded herself - had nonetheless been far more luxurious than the humble quarters with which she was now presented. The bedsheets were plain and the mattresses looked thin, and it was sparsely decorated. The walls were bare and despite the glamour of the house through which they had walked, the furnishings were aged and worn, though La had done her best to keep them in good repair. Their surfaces were polished and clean, and after a moment Ellie supposed that they possessed an antique sort of charm. She heard her heavy bag thud softly to the bare wooden floor, and then her sister's arms were around her, though the embrace was all too brief. She really would need La, she realised, and turning to her she smiled and her focus shifted to the joy of long-awaited reunion. Me too, she beamed. It took so long to get used to not having you around. I was always so excited to receive your letters. We'll be happy here, I'm sure of it. Sure of it she was not, though she hoped that her words would prove prophetic. So far from the only home she had known, robbed of her parents and having left her friends behind, Ellie's life was set to change dramatically, as it had already begun to do on that fateful night when Christophe Lavoisier's car had veered off-road and collided head-on with a wooden pylon.
Thread: Maid for You [Prince of Smut & YellowSmoke]

Don't worry, it's kinda cute... besides, you look really pretty in yours. I only wore this because I wanted to make a good first impression on Monsieur Guillory. And I don't know how maman wore these shoes my feet are so sore! Ellie and La had been discussing the need to forego the younger's pretty country dress for the more demure attire which adorned her sister's body, when Ellie's short burst of laughter was interrupted by the distant thud of they heavy front door being closed. Her head snapped towards the sound, and when she turned back to La, her eyes were wide with expectation. Is that them? Are they home? Her sister's look confirmed that - most probably - they were, and immediately the teenager's pulse began to race. She had prepared herself for this moment during her trip across country, but now that it was here, she was all nerves again. What would they think of her? And what would she think of them? Their arrival truly did signal the beginning of her new life, and little Ellie had no idea what awaited her in the coming months, or quite possibly years. Ever the grown-up, her sister ensured that her white-and-yellow dress was uncreased and that her hair was tidy, and with a gulp Ellie nodded to La's final words of assurance. Together, the siblings turned for the door and passed through the house to meet their employer. Ellie felt out of place in her mother's heels, but she did so desperately want to make a good impression. The shoes made no noise upon the plush carpets which adorned the Guillorys' floors, and the skirts of her dressed hushed softly against her short, lithe legs as she walked up the small corridor which lead from the main hall to the back of the house, branching left to the kitchens and right to her new quarters, back the way they'd come. Her hair fell down over her shoulders - bare save for two thin straps of white fabric - to where the dress hugged her modest but shapely breasts. At first sight, Florent Guillory was everything she had imagined - and nothing she could have dared to imagine. Tall and impeccably dressed, he presented a respectable and imposing figure the well-defined features of his face struck her as belonging to a man possessed of imperturbable confidence, and though his hair was speckled with the grey of years far beyond hers, he was eminently handsome. Ellie saw him before he saw her, and in that brief moment, there was - she thought - a sternness to his features which implied that he was not a man to be crossed. Behind him, she barely noticed the elegantly dressed Madame Miriame, who upon entering the house moved to the left-hand side of the hall and proceeded swiftly upstairs without so much as a glance or a word to anyone. Monsieur Guillory, La addressed him respectfully. My sister Ellie.
Thread: Let's have some fun!

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Thread: Corporate Sluts.

buump still looking for a partner.
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Looking for players!!
Thread: Kinky fun~ {craving mm}

I believe your PMs are disabled but I think i might have a couple of ideas you might be interested in. Send me a PM if you can
Thread: Kinky fun~ {craving mm}

DarkAngel111 said I believe your PMs are disabled but I think i might have a couple of ideas you might be interested in. Send me a PM if you can Click to expand... Oh my goodness I'm so silly! Just enabled!
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Thread: Come On In, Lil' Daddy (UPDATE)

RE Come On In, Lil' Daddy Bump!
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RE Come On In, Lil' Daddy Bump.
Thread: Come On In, Lil' Daddy (UPDATE)

RE Come On In, Lil' Daddy Well, I just joined the site tonight, and am currently looking for someone to type with, and this looks like it could be some fun! Message me if you care to start something up.
Thread: Come On In, Lil' Daddy (UPDATE)

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Skyrim, you say? I do love me some Elder Scrolls. PM incoming!
Thread: Come On In, Lil' Daddy (UPDATE)

Bump. Happy New Years!
Thread: Gender and Sexuality Shaming at its Worst

Hello. Well aware how much this topic rustles my jimmies I expect a lot of people to be rustled as well, so without further ado Gender and Sexuality Shaming... What. The. Jumping. Christ. Fuck. Okay where do I even begin on this topic? Let me start where I first heard about it I suppose. If you belong to tumblr and have been on in the past 8 months or so. You may have heard the term Die Cis Scum.... For those unaware, Cis is slang for Cisgendered. A cisgendered person is someone who identifies as they gendersex they were assigned at birth. For example, your birth certificate says female, and you identify as a female woman. NOW, ready you jimmies cause the rustling its about to take place. If you believe you are a STRAIGHT MALE, and you were born Male, to straight parents, and have no reason to think otherwise, you are shat on by an alarmingly large community of TransBiGay people because you're conforming to what society assigned you and you don't want to be gaybitrans. The irony hurts me so hard I literally can't breath. I have an aneurysm trying to wrap my head around the sexist, backwards, stupid logic that these people are using to back up their argument that people who are Straight are only straight because they're told to are idiots and should be shamed, shunned and even killed. Look, I'm gay, or lesbian or bi whatever the fuck you want to call it. I sleep with who I am attracted to and who I love, not who I'm told to by society. Okay... so lets get that out of the way. THIS shit... makes me so angry cause it literally undoes what so many good Gaybitrans people have done to try and forward laws against gay prejudice. It comes from a bunch of over-privileged LiberalLibertarian 20-something retards that think they have the whole world figured out. They continue their argument by talking about Cisgender Privilege and how society is broken down not just by gender like male and female, but is broken down further by whether the people choose to accept their born gender and sexuality or not. I can't lie that there's not validity in that statement, but believe me, I'm paraphrasing and being nice. This group is ruthless in the way they think and rather than trying to change things for the better they sit back and whine about why things are the way they are and just have become more and more bitter. What do you guys think on this subject? Is there some validity to their statement? Am I full of shit and just blowing steam about a minor issue, or is this something the gayles community needs to address out loud? How do you feel about Gender shaming as a whole and the topic of the term Cisgendered?
Thread: Gender and Sexuality Shaming at its Worst

Ciscum. That fucking word alone is why I'm angry at these kinds of people.
Thread: Gender and Sexuality Shaming at its Worst

Personally I think its hilarious and this is why I don't use Tumblr or Reddit.
Thread: Gender and Sexuality Shaming at its Worst

And guess what, folks.. it is crap like that that gives fuel to the fire of recruitment to any and every anti-TransBiGay group out there. Congratulation need to be given to the idiots like that, because now groups like the Westboro Baptist Church will be absolutely IMPOSSIBLE for the foreseeable future to get rid of. In an politicalsocialcultural sense.. they just made it clear of why the Constitution cannot be screwed with If you arm one group of idiots.. you HAVE to arm them all!!!
Thread: Gender and Sexuality Shaming at its Worst

Vic Rattlehead said Personally I think its hilarious and this is why I don't use Tumblr or Reddit. Click to expand... I laughed harder than I should have at this. lol But I'm glad to see I'm not overreacting, and that most of you feel the same way. But this brings about a new topic? How do we deal with it?
Thread: Gender and Sexuality Shaming at its Worst

Dr. Nibbles said Vic Rattlehead said Personally I think its hilarious and this is why I don't use Tumblr or Reddit. Click to expand... I laughed harder than I should have at this. lol But I'm glad to see I'm not overreacting, and that most of you feel the same way. But this brings about a new topic? How do we deal with it? Click to expand... I'm such a white cis male scum, that I don't what the heck is going on with the terminology. By not giving them attention and don't take them seriously?
Thread: Gender and Sexuality Shaming at its Worst

Ugh welcome to the people that make my life a nightmare is some regards. I'm furry, I'm a crossdresser, I'm straight, I'm polyamorous but not necessarily polygamous, moderate, Christian, a bunch of labels that I use to try and explain how I see things. Are they really important in the long run. No, but because of a few whack jobs out there, every other person who uses that label, gets dragged in with them and it makes our lives more difficult. Why the fuck can't we all just live and let live?
Thread: Gender and Sexuality Shaming at its Worst

Nekrosilisk88 said Ugh welcome to the people that make my life a nightmare is some regards. I'm furry, I'm a crossdresser, I'm straight, I'm polyamorous but not necessarily polygamous, moderate, Christian, a bunch of labels that I use to try and explain how I see things. Are they really important in the long run. No, but because of a few whack jobs out there, every other person who uses that label, gets dragged in with them and it makes our lives more difficult. Why the fuck can't we all just live and let live? Click to expand... You see, my theory about combating this is to negate labels all together. Labels are INTENDED to make describing yourself easier but human nature just makes labeled people be pushed into catagories. If you eliminate labels you eliminate discrimination. Like I prefer to be called gay, even though Im technically bisexual, because saying gay just means I like the same sex, the term doesn't necessarily mean only liking the same sex thats what Homosexual means, but thats a technical term. If we keep technical terms out of things then we don't limit ourselves.
Thread: Gender and Sexuality Shaming at its Worst

Dr. Nibbles said Nekrosilisk88 said Ugh welcome to the people that make my life a nightmare is some regards. I'm furry, I'm a crossdresser, I'm straight, I'm polyamorous but not necessarily polygamous, moderate, Christian, a bunch of labels that I use to try and explain how I see things. Are they really important in the long run. No, but because of a few whack jobs out there, every other person who uses that label, gets dragged in with them and it makes our lives more difficult. Why the fuck can't we all just live and let live? Click to expand... You see, my theory about combating this is to negate labels all together. Labels are INTENDED to make describing yourself easier but human nature just makes labeled people be pushed into catagories. If you eliminate labels you eliminate discrimination. Like I prefer to be called gay, even though Im technically bisexual, because saying gay just means I like the same sex, the term doesn't necessarily mean only liking the same sex thats what Homosexual means, but thats a technical term. If we keep technical terms out of things then we don't limit ourselves. Click to expand... Why don't we go a step further and not limit ourselves at all to terms? Why not just illustrate your state of attraction when it becomes necessary? I mean, when you're flirting with someone of the same gender, is it necessary to tell them hey, I'm gaybisexualwhatever? No. Why does it need to be a part of conversation at any other time? When does the label serve a purpose of discussion that I amam not attracted to thisthat person wouldn't fulfill? If I am hanging out with you as just a friend... why would a random btw, I'm totally gay needed to be inserted in conversation? I think, if you're talking about liking men and women you've dated or seen, at some point, I am going to understand who you're looking at. Even then, how does that affect me personally? Even if you're a straight girl and I have no knowledge of that, why is it badwrong to say, Hey look at that guy or girl over there aren't they hot? to you? You can identify an attractive person when you see them. And if I suggest you go over and ask them out and you are not into them, wouldn't a not interested suffice just as well if I pointed out a guy to a straight girl but he was not someone she was interested in pursuing? Sexuality doesn't need to be this big thing. Simplify it and let's not restrict ourselves at all. Let it return to the natural thing it has always been.
Thread: Gender and Sexuality Shaming at its Worst

Theory is all nice and well, but if we're talking about combating these types of behaviors, the only real thing you could do is ignore and move on. The idea of having a world without labels is nice and all, but it's not practical as labeling is a natural part of decision making. Labeling isn't even a bad thing. The problem is the way people react to certain labels. You just have to accept that some humans out there are stupid, and move along, unless of course you're wanting to start a world-wide movement or something. Personally, GayPride irritates me, simply because I don't think homosexuality is something someone should be proud of. HOWEVER! I don't think they should be ashamed of it either. I'm actually pretty accepting of LGB people as whole, might even identify myself as bisexual at times... Still not convinced. But I really don't think it's necessary to have LGBT functionsparades. The original intention I assume was to bring awareness to the issue, and draw like-minded people out of hiding. But nowadays it feels more like a celebration of their sexuality.... is that even necessary? Should there be a heterosexual pride as well? I feel sort of childish asking that, but really, it seems like a valid point to me. Sooner or later, people need to realize sexuality isn't something to be proud about. It's no more amazing than someone with black hair, and another with brown. The sooner people learn to accept it, the better. I actually think things are getting better, it's just that the unpleasant ones are always the ones that stand out the most.