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Thread: ..::Misplaced by Heaven::.. [Solid.Snake2215&Ironic]

Jason held the phone as he tried to call again for help, not noticing her looking at him till he saw the chain appear suddenly, just to disappear a few moments later. He was confused as he looked and caught a glimpse of her eyes. She looked even cuter as she looked up at him, her breath steady as her collar glowed which made him blush brighter. It was blinding, but at the same time he felt comfort by the light as if it was god's light. But that was if he believed in god, seeing as he was atheist and did not believe in religion. He heard her say her name and what she was. It caught him off guard and really confused him as he saw she was emotionless for the most part, voice monotone as he watched her get up. He raised his hand and grabbed her's and said you should not get up!.. you could be seriously injured. He then was quiet as he watched her stretch and brushing and flapping the dirt off of her. He coughed a bit as the dust and dirt flew before he stood up and saw that she bowed and called him master again. He took a step back and said What do you mean? angeloid..Synapse.. master?! I am just a college kid who barely passes his classes and jerks off to porn. I cant be a master. He looked at her nervously now as he was unsure what to say or do
Thread: ..::Misplaced by Heaven::.. [Solid.Snake2215&Ironic]

She raised an eyebrow at his words, uncertain to what porn is. Master, what is porn? Innocently she spoke, as if she were a child learning things for the first time. Walking behind him, she grabbed him from behind and lifted the two up, flying to get out of the crater. Landing on the patch of grass beside the crater, she let him go, her wings tucking neatly behind her back. That is right. I am your servant. I will do as you wish, Master. She bowed down again, praising him. She looked at him in the eyes, sensing that he was shocked and did not know how to react. Master, what's wrong? Her head cocked to the side, her blank expression never dulling down. She genuinely cared about this man she just met, but her systems did not understand Human ways, only to live and serve.
Thread: ..::Misplaced by Heaven::.. [Solid.Snake2215&Ironic]

Jason saw that she was confused herself. He also noticed that she clearly did not know what porn was. he did not know how to answer that, not wanting to come off the wrong way. He was worried and confused over the woman in front of him who claimed to be his servant, but he did not want to push her and scare her away either. He watched her get behind him and wrap her arms around him. It felt gentle and warm as her body pressed against his, making him speechless as he felt her wings fly them into the air and land beside the crater. He felt the cold wind again, realizing the crater was warm in comparison to outside of it He looked at her and saw her bow to him. He was seeing how she wanted to make him happy, that she cared for him even though he known her but five minutes. He cleared his throat and said How about we talk about this back at my apartment where it is warm and we could have some tea... He was not sure about her, but he did not think she would hurt or do anything to him as he took her hand gently and paused for a minute before walking towards the building again. He did not want to make her feel threatened by his action as he reached the edge of the park ten minutes later and crossed the street. In no time they got up to the fourth and top floor and he opened his apartment. He had a small couch and coffee table across from a small tv in the living space. the kitchen was well stocked and had a small table for four in the middle of it with cushions to sit. He noticed he left home a mess, trash everywhere as well as various magazines. He went to work at quickly cleaning up the trash and throwing it out so he did not look like a slob. He picked up all the magazines and stacked them in the corner, not noticing the dirty mag sticking out of under the couch. he walked back to her and said sit and Ill prepare the tea
Thread: ..::Misplaced by Heaven::.. [Solid.Snake2215&Ironic]

Ikaros did not flich once from Jason's hand wrapping around her own. That was her master and knew that she could trust him. Walking back to his apartment, she did not mind that it was dirty, but by his quick movements and rushed actions to fix the place up told her that he thought otherwise. Her first command. Sit. Diligently complying with his request, she sat down, hands fixed on her lap and staring off into the space. A magazine that was peeking out through the mess caught her attention, the female form nude right before he eyes. She wanted to see what it was, but her master did not tell her that she could get up. Master, may I ask something? Innocent again she was, Earth and its ways being so new to her. Why are females so open about their body like on those book-like things. Pointing towards the direction of the book, her head cocked to the side again, the only sign of confusion because you sure could not tell on her face.
Thread: ..::Misplaced by Heaven::.. [Solid.Snake2215&Ironic]

David looked at her as she sat still and looked down on her lap. He did not see anything scary or weird about her, besides the wings and that she called herself a angeloid, a robot. He even remember the flicker of her eyes as if she was one. He did not know what to think as he started the tea and stared at the counter thinking to himself. He always wanted to meet a angel, knowing that they are beautiful, majestic, and kind to others. If she was who she said, than he had found his angel, but the question was if she was telling the truth or was she a little bit crazy. He noticed her look in the direction of the living room, specifically by the couch and noticed what was sticking out of it. Before he could react, she asked him the question. Her can looked calm like it always did, but she spoke as if in innocent confusion. He walked over and picked it up before staring at it a moment. he was not sure how to answer that question. He put it behind his back, feeling a bit embarrassed about it and said To be honest.. I cannot answer that question as I am not one who does that. All I know is ninety percent of teens and young adults look at this kind of stuff at one point in their lives. Most of them own it as well. He heard the tea whistle and went back to finish getting it ready, putting the magazine in a drawer in the kitchen. He was trying not to give her the wrong impression about him, even though he had a rather large collection in his bedroom closet normally hidden. He sat a cup in front of her and sat beside of her in the cushion to her left. Why did you come down and crash like that? did someone do that to hurt you?
Thread: ..::Misplaced by Heaven::.. [Solid.Snake2215&Ironic]

Not questioning his lack of answer, she grabbed at the tea and sipped on it, the warmth soothing her throat. Thinking of how she could answer his own question, she sipped on the tea some more before coming up with a reasonable answer. Well, it's hard to explain. She began to say, staring at her own reflection in the steamy liquid in her cup. I live in the hole in the sky. Angels created me and other angeloids to serve and protect our masters. I had no master, so I decided it would be best to find someone here on Earth, and that's where you came into the picture. She looked at him in the eyes, still with a lacking facial expression. I'm really a war machine, that is why I lack emotions. She admitted, and something inside of her felt... Sad? For once in her life she felt something, but it was faint. At least some sort of emotion was beginning to show. I wish I was capable of feelings other than war and killing. But now I am programmed to serve and protect you, Master. She sipped at her tea before adding I'll be good if you wish for me to be good.
Thread: ..::Misplaced by Heaven::.. [Solid.Snake2215&Ironic]

Jason looked at her as she drank the tea, seeing that she was enjoying the way it felt on her throat in a way, but almost like she did not know she was enjoying it. Hearing her answer, it brought up dozens of more questions, some were obvious and some was not. He wondered why they made her, why did she need to come here, why him of all people? All these questions confused him as she looked him in the eyes. Reguardless of the lack of expression, her face was still cute, beautiful in its own way and watching her stare into his eyes made him blush and look away slightly. He liked the fact that she looked at him, made him feel like she cared for him as she said she does. When she said that she was just for war, he looked at her and saw that there was a faint emotion of sadness in her eyes. He could tell that she meant every word. He could not help but put his hand on hers gently and said you are not made to be anything. you choose how you will be and no one can take that from you. I will help you with finding your emotions and desires.. I will help you learn to do whatever it is you truly wish to do He hand squeezed her's gently and said You will stay with me, since you probably have no way of getting a place of your own and I do not want anything to happen to you He smiled gently and nodded. My place is yours, whatever you want or need just let me know and I will do my best to help
Thread: ..::Misplaced by Heaven::.. [Solid.Snake2215&Ironic]

Glancing down as his hand gripped at hers, she wondered what this gesture meant in his world, but either way it felt warm and full of love. Looking back up to his eyes, she nodded in understatement, not questioning his words and knowing that her Master would never lie to her. Gullible she was, believing and soaking in every word, but thankfully Ikaros had someone that more than likely wouldn't lie to her or treat her badly. My programming is functioned a certain way. She began to say, again catching her eyes on her own reflection in her tea, shy to look at him in the eyes as she talked about how she became. I hope that you can help me find who I really am. But alas, I still will do and serve for you. Bringing the cup up to her pink lips, she gulped the rest down, feeling the heat linger in her throat and giving her chest a warm feeling. What is it that you do around this hour?
Thread: ..::Misplaced by Heaven::.. [Solid.Snake2215&Ironic]

Jason looked at her as she looked at his hand as if not sure what it meant, but at the same time she knew in a way. She had grown to trust him quite easily which was good for him, but at the same time bad for her. He would never hurt or abuse her, but if someone else wished to hurt her, then she may be easy prey. Even if she was a battle ready like she said. He watched her look down at her glass, as if shy or embarrassed. He did not know what to say or do with what she said or did, not wanting to say the wrong thing, but he knew that he had to say something. You might be developing a form of feeling for my actions.. or even me directly? maybe a feeling of happiness or comfort?.. He watched her drink the remainder of the tea and he smiled softly, glancing at the softness that her lips looked and probably felt. He blushed and looked away as he was trying to not be the normal perv he was. Well I would normally either work or watch TV.. He did not know what she would think about the idea of watching the TV since he was not needing to work today, his assignment was finished for the newest erotic novel he just finished and did not need to start the next one till next week. He stood up and said how about you get cleaned up of the dirt that is still on you while I finish cleaning up the mess I left?
Thread: 18 yr old girl available for light romace RP - College/HS Life

RE 18 yr old girl available for RP. College Life Its been a day, i can bump now right?
Thread: 18 yr old girl available for light romace RP - College/HS Life

bummer... I have a cuddle character, but she is female...
Thread: 18 yr old girl available for light romace RP - College/HS Life

Hey there I'd love to do an rp using number 5. I tried pming you but it said they were disabled
Thread: From Feminist to Fuckslut (BimboficationNeeded & BlackestKnight)

Despite the music blaring and the talking throughout the party, it was possible to hear an audible groan run through the house when the door opened up and Dawn Young walked into the party with her boyfriend Brad right behind her. She was known for being a huge buzzkill, earning her the somewhat forced name bastardization of X on fun. Whenever anything was going on Dawn seemed to appear, and when she did she seemed to bring with herself an air of distaste for the actions of everyone else that seemed to enjoy. Video games, sports, movies, music, anime, you name it. She would figure out some way to declare it unacceptable and would figure out a way to comment on it. There was a lot for her to critique right now. The party, which had been thrown in celebration of a massive victory by the college football team earlier that evening at a notorious party house right off campus, was a host of things she could criticize. The hip-hop being blared through the house had some not-so-kind things to say about women, and the guys crowded on the couch together couldn't help but laugh as they delivered blow after blow to a prostitutes head with a hatchet. Brad, go find me something to drink, okay? She said to him, and with a nod he moved off. He was a short male at 5'4, with a mop of shaggy brown hair, a thin body, glasses, and a somewhat formal dress sense of slacks and a button up shirt even at a party like this. She was dressed a bit more relaxed, in sneakers, stockings, a knee-length skirt, and a sweater that clung to her body. Her read hair was back in a bun, and her glasses were perched upon the head. I hope that they checked IDs of the other girls that came in here. Dawn mused as she attempted to position herself where she could hear the group of football players talking to see if she could find something to criticize them for. With the things they tended to talk about it wouldn't take long.
Thread: From Feminist to Fuckslut (BimboficationNeeded & BlackestKnight)

After the big game win, Keyshawn unwinded with two freshman girls at a house party thrown by his fraternity brothers. The girls were eager to give themselves to him like some type of cheap consolation to use. White girls in particular were usually down for the freakiest shit, they could live out their whore fantasies with him doing things they wouldn't do with their boyfriends. He had a nickname on campus, the penetrator. Keyshawn got a kick out of breaking white bitches out of their comfort zone, insulting them as he fucked them senseless into a blithering mess of a state, and he always left a mess. He enjoyed turning someone's daughter into a coalburning slut. He made homemade porn films starring many of the girls on campus, he built a reputation off the sex tapes, the myths surrounding his penis were more accepted truisms than urban legends. A growing campus movement emerged over the casual misogynistic treatment of the girls. He couldn't care to remember any of the girls in the movement or their names. So when Dawn approached him after the game. He assumed she was another slut craving black cock, she was a cute busty sexually fustrated redhead. He told her of the party, it's exact location, and gave her his digits to be sure. He was nearly finishing up in his room, distinctly loud sex groans punctuated throughout the frat house. Fuck Me repeated over and over by dual voices followed closely by a Cum anywhere, I'll eat that shit up. A moment or two of silence passed.The door to the master bedroom came open and two young freshman girls stepped out, the two girls couldn't have rushed the stairs any faster, covering up in embarrassment knowing everyone had just been listening in their act the entire time. These were white girls having a threesome with a black guy. The big man on campus but still a black man all the same. The walk of shame, they called it. Keyshawn emerged in a cloud, A swisher blunt tucked neatly under his lips. The powerful scene of marijuana and sex wafted about the residence. An uproar of masculine laughter as he took a moment to greet the party going audience like a general presiding over an army. He took a poof of the handrolled before offering, She told me to cum anywhere so I came on the floor because I couldn't find the dogie bowl He soon came down the flight of steps, decked in only a pair of boxer briefs, socks with slippers and an overcoat. Dawn caught his eye from the other end of the room, by the look on her face she was none to pleased but she was dressed rather provocatively and her body gave of an aura that read I need to be fucked, she was probably close to ovulating or whoever was doing it wasn't doing it right.
Thread: From Feminist to Fuckslut (BimboficationNeeded & BlackestKnight)

If someone didn't know better they would suspect that Dawn smelled or something like that. There was a wide ring around her of about a meter and a half where few people walked or passed through, but it was more because she was like a bomb with a hidden timer. She was always looked for something, and she knew that it wouldn't take long before she found something. Places like this were always filled with the kind of attitudes and people that tended to piss her off. Brad hadn't been well received by the party either like he was associated with a known criminal, so acquiring drinks for him and his girlfriend had turned out to be a lot more of a difficult task than he had initially expected it to be. The moment that the puff of smoke wafted out of the upstairs bedroom and a very recognizable figure emerged the frown on Dawn's face deepened. She was of course well aware of the reputation that he had throughout the school, and the chats that she had in the past with some of the women that he had fucked made it clear to her that he was well deserving of the poor reputation that he had of treating women like sex objects and getting away with it. Complaints about him were normally squashed pretty forcibly by the athletics department who weren't excited at the idea of losing one of their star players to an accusation of rape, using drugs, furnishing alcohol to minors, or a number of other charges Dawn was pretty sure could be proven without too much difficulty at all. Her entire body visibly tensed when he made an announcement to his army, who seemed to respond well, with chuckles emanating from the group. His dress was another thing that annoyed her, with it obvious that he didn't care about looking good. Dawn knew that he fucked a lot of women, and she could tell now that he wanted all of the other men and women at the party to do the same thing. Brad approached her finally with cups of nonalcoholic punch, but right as he held one out to her he got the sight of the redhead making a beeline through the party towards the dark-skinned figure descending the stairs. Dawn wished that she had a gas mask as she approached him to keep out the rank smell of his weed, but right now she would have to deal with his drug habit in order to chat with him. When she reached him her pose took on that of a disapproving mother, with her arms crossed under her breasts and her eyes in a stern glare behind her glasses. I would think that at a school like this with such a high reputation the athletics department wouldn't want one of their star members celebrating that success by being a sexist ass. Dawn commented as she looked up at him. It was obvious now she wasn't here for a fuck.
Thread: From Feminist to Fuckslut (BimboficationNeeded & BlackestKnight)

When he was first approached by Dawn he didn't know what to make of her choice ranting. For one, she was way too hot to be taking that tone with him, it had the opposite effect of whatever she hoped it would accomplish, only serving to make him hard through his boxers. Secondly, he was way too much of a misogynist to take anything she said seriously high or otherwise, even if he weren't high, he could think of more than a few better ways to waste his buzz on than droning on with her. Lastly, she was at the wrong place to be talking like that. Soap boxes and parties weren't something that ever worked out for anyone. The disapproving ball buster routine kinda turned him on a little bit which made him stroke the front of his tight-fitting briefs. If she was anything like the other girls, her eyes would instinctively wander there for a moment, if only out of curiosity, the head of his cock peaked through the liner of his boxer briefs. The damn thing cast a shadow it was so huge, nearly 4 inches roused to saluted her, cresting above his abdomen and that was just the tip of the iceberg. There was at least another seven hidden away in those shorts of his. He didn't seem to mind it all too much, but he did tuck it back inside after awhile but only after knowing she got a good long look at it. Keyshawn could only smile knowing the type of thoughts that spun in her head about now. As she stood there in presumed stunned silence, he could only think of her on her knees, rubbing at the front of his shorts, begging to suck his cock. His rod disappearing in her throat, the delightful gagging noises her throat made and the big facialclean up afterwards. She had the perfect canvass for him to paint. Her face was flawless and as pale as untainted snow. She kinda looked like a hotter version of the wendy's girl. Keyshawn helped himself to two red cups that was being passed around on a tray, he offered her the other one in his hand. There's no reason why you should be this angry. Listen, whatever it is that you're upset about, let's discuss this like grownups over a few drinks and let that be the end of that. He had a sort of air of commanding confidence when she spoke. A weaker girl would have gone along with just about anything he said because he sounded so self-assure when he spoke. Let's start over, I'm Keyshawn Washington, you are ?
Thread: From Feminist to Fuckslut (BimboficationNeeded & BlackestKnight)

Dawn was turned on right now, but not in a sexual way. She had once been accused by a male student who wasn't too fond of her of living to criticize others, and she wasn't too interested in arguing against a claim like that. It was always an exhilarating experience to get to criticize someone like Keyshawn, someone who likely thought that he was near-invincible due to his fame on the sports team and immune to criticism due to the large number of females that seemed to flock to him in droves and the males that all wished they were more like him. The sight of his hand moving down attracted her eyes to the same spot, and with the height difference of at least 8 inches she was a lot closer to the sight that popped out to say hello than she would have liked to. Her eyes widened for a moment at the side of the dark head poking through the top of his pants with ease. It didn't take long for her to figure out that was a pretty big guy from the large amount that was obviously still resting inside of his pants. A number of questions raced through her head in the brief moment that her eyes grazed along his crotch, with the most prominent being wondering to herself why he was so aroused right now. His cock was quite the sight, but she would rather ignore that sight. Even if he was, she wouldn't be interested in someone like him. Still, she quickly ripped her eyes away moments before he tucked his cock away and made the moment just a little less awkward. He had just barely managed to avoid her going off about how inappropriate that was. He move her attention away when a drink was handed to her. She looked at it for a moment but was confident enough he hadn't slipped anything in in the few moments he had control of the drink. She shot a stern look up at him when he suggested that they discuss it like adults. Dawn. Dawn Young. She replied briefly when he introduced himself. She was well aware of his identity. I thought this place would be bad, but I never thought that this part would be as much of a... cesspool of objectionable attitudes. The redhead added in a cranky tone.