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Thread: Perfect Little Angel (falling angel & lovingbrother)

Natalie looked at her watch for about the hundredth time since the movie started. She was out with Kyle, watching a car chase that should have ended 15 minutes ago. Would somebody please remind me why I'm here? I will be so glad to go home. I don't even want to get anything to eat.... She finally noticed that Kyle had spoken to her, and that the closing credits were rolling. I'm sorry... what did you say? Kyle looked annoyed. I asked if you want to get some ice cream and take a walk, but I'm guessing the answer is no. He stood up and waited for Natalie to get up. Now Natalie felt ashamed. She thought carefully about what to say. Kyle, I'm sorry. The movie wasn't really my cup of tea, but I know that's what you like, and that's fine. But I'm kinda tired and I think I'd just like to go home, okay? Kyle walked down the row of seats to the aisle and waited for Natalie. They exited the theater and he drove her home in silence. He stopped at the curb in front of the house and waited for her to get out, tapping his fingertips impatiently on the steering wheel. Natalie got out of the car, leaned in and said, See you Monday, then. Kyle hardly looked at her. Yeah. Natalie shut the car door and Kyle took off without another word. She trudged up the front walk and let herself in. The house was dark except for a light in the kitchen. She heard the sounds of someone looking for a midnight snack, but her parents rarely ate after ten o'clock, if ever. She was in the kitchen doorway by the time she thought it through, and then a man stood up from where he was crouched in front of the refrigerator and looked her up and down, smiling in approval. Her big brother was bare-chested, barefoot, wearing sweatpants that rode low on his hips. Duh! He's back home while they fix the damage to his house after the fire. Hey. Do you always eat this late? Natalie set her purse down on the kitchen table and sat down.
Thread: Perfect Little Angel (falling angel & lovingbrother)

Michael nodded, smirking, chewing. After swallowing, he stayed where he stood, leaning with one hand on the open fridge door and his left foot crossed over his right, resting on the ball of his foot, toes flat on the ground. His eyes traced Natalie's figure toes to head, then back to her toes again while sleepily scratching the back of his head with his free hand, somewhat self-conscious about not having at least done his hair before running into his sister, who seemed to have put quite a bit of effort into her appearance this evening. He quickly tried to that feeling off when he remembered exactly who she is. Hey, princess. You know that whole 'don't eat late at night' thing is a myth, right? His smirk returned the instant his words stopped, stare now fixated firmly on his little sister's eyes. Where've YOU been? I remember a time when you would've been verbally smacked for staying out this late. Your lips look awfully shiny tonight...and stand up...let me see that outfit! You must've been with a boy.
Thread: Literate and Eager to Please

G o o d e v e n i n g m y d e a r , I w o u l d b e m o s t i n t e r e s t e d i n d i s c u s s i n g a n d p a r t a k i n g i n a r o l e p l a y w i t h y o u i f y o u a r e s t i l l i n t e r e s t e d . P l e a s e f e e l f r e e t o l o o k a t m y r e q u e s t t h r e a d f o r a l i t t l e m o r e i n f o r m a t i o n , o r a t m y m u l t i p l e r a b b i t h o l e s o r f - l i s t . A l l t h e l i n k s s h o u l d b e i n m y s i g n a t u r e . E a g e r t o h e a r f r o m y o u , L a s t T r u e R o m a n t i c
Thread: Role Play?  Sounds Fun! ( M X F ) ~updated~ V1.02

RE Looking for a good RP Okay then as for what I like to RP, my characters range from kind and caring people, to sadist beating and controlling every bit of everything they can, its really up to my partner, what they want matters to me in what I play as it tends to become a better RP in my opinion. I do not like to RP other worlds that much, unless it is still all characters made by us the RPers, in a naruto rp I would make my own and expect others to do the same or it seems to lose my interest, sorry, and this goes for all anime. Okay a few pairings I have had fun with in the past. Me X You Master X Slave Slave X Mistress Demon X Maiden Sacrifice Insane Mage X Kidnapped Human Scientist Si-Fi X Unwillingwilling subject Assassin X Target Apprentice Guardian X Princess Outside of these anything I am willing to do as long as it is legal on this site, and if your looking for your partner to be a certain way just say so and I will be more than happy to try and play the part. Hmmm I do think a RP in which a female trying to escape a magical forest full of all kinds of creatures and demons would be fun, if someone is interested, though in such a RP you gotta be open to a lot of stuff cause I can come up with some weird stuff when I want too. Hmmm currently thinking about starting a fantasy group RP, I have a character I am planning on writing up, and feel like giving him a story, but I need a few people who like Role Playing not just the fun smut, because it would be war torn, and story driven, with smut placed in. So if you think you would like to be a part of it, just drop me a message.
Thread: Role Play?  Sounds Fun! ( M X F ) ~updated~ V1.02

RE Looking for a good RP Bump ill update this properly soon.
Thread: Role Play?  Sounds Fun! ( M X F ) ~updated~ V1.02

RE Role Play? Sounds Fun! M X F updated Bump... I need to really write some plots, or at least turn on a light lol.
Thread: Role Play?  Sounds Fun! ( M X F ) ~updated~ V1.02

Hmmm what else could I need, or use to make this better?
Thread: Role Play?  Sounds Fun! ( M X F ) ~updated~ V1.02

You happen to do any roleplays as Fae based characters?
Thread: Role Play?  Sounds Fun! ( M X F ) ~updated~ V1.02

Replied yea!, still and always looking!
Thread: Role Play?  Sounds Fun! ( M X F ) ~updated~ V1.02

Ever dance with the Devil in the pale moon light?
Thread: Role Play?  Sounds Fun! ( M X F ) ~updated~ V1.02

Jump it up! lol sounds better than bump I guess.
Thread: Role Play?  Sounds Fun! ( M X F ) ~updated~ V1.02

Alright - what kind of Fae? And what are you interested in for Fae based - as of this moment.
Thread: Role Play?  Sounds Fun! ( M X F ) ~updated~ V1.02

hmm bump
Thread: Role Play?  Sounds Fun! ( M X F ) ~updated~ V1.02

Hello? LOL
Thread: Role Play?  Sounds Fun! ( M X F ) ~updated~ V1.02

Sorry PMed you, wasn't watching the forum lol.
Thread: Coup de Ville

Welcome to the town of Coup De Ville, a monsters paradise where everyone is welcome, and violence is not all that uncommon. There are creature's from almost every Creed and Religion that you can imagine, Folk Lore, and Mythology alike. If you've heard of them they're likely here. This story will be molded along as people join and will be assigned roles after the first three posts so try to be descriptive so we can get an Idea of where your character fits into the story. I only have three rules really. 1. Proper Grammar and Punctuation, and try to post at least one well written paragraph per post. 2. No God Modding and such, unless both parties agreed upon what's happening. 3. Violence and Smuttiness is highly smiled upon. 3333 Roles - The Warrior Poet Vampire Kadaz Played by Nightmarish The Devil's Favorite Werewolf Reagan Played by BlisteredBlood Setting- Coup De Ville is a city akin to New York or LA and is teaming with creatures. Like all big City's it has a grand Arena where most of the sports events and concerts are held. This story starts off at a Concert of a Demon band Called 'Engaged to Death' They're a mix of horrorcore and metal and usually attract people with the most primal instincts towards violence and sex....Have fun.
Thread: Coup de Ville

Hearing the blare of the guitars and the beating of the drums filled his mind and his heart with pure aggression as he circled around the center of the mosh pit. Looking around at the demonic and monstrous faces around him he could see bad intentions written all over damn near everyone. Their aggression built along with his as the band built into it getting everyone ready to go nuts. This one was a vampire, one of the only few that he'd seen here, not that he was bothered by it. His slitted orange eye's peered out into the darkness of the pit, as he turned his shoulder length dread locks swayed, causing the cowrie beads at their ends to rattle together like beads. The chocolate skinned undead man had a sinister smile on his own face as he prepared to let all hell break loose in this place. The spiked wrist buckles on his his forearms where so sharp that the shined even in the dim light. There was also the glint from his fangs when he smiled. The leather vest he wore had no shirt under it, revealing a myriad of tribal looking tattoos all over his chest, shoulders, and back. Black paintedfinger nails slowly became claws, and his feet adjusted themselves in his shoes for more leverage. Standing 5'11 and weighing a solid 190, his muscles where defined and showed that he would not be an easy target. As the lead singer kicked off the song with a growl, the vampire tilted his head back letting out an inhuman screech, charging into the fray. Rushing towards two trolls, he raised his forearms ramming into them so fast he couldn't be seen at first. Ducking down he grabbed one under the waist before he could go skipping away. Locking his hands together he lifted and threw the troll into the crowd, receiving a laugh of delight from the behemoth. Feeling a sharp elbow jam into the side of his head piercing his skull, the vampire pulled away, the hole revealing it's self to be so big it exposed his brain cavity. Being knocked away from the demon that had elbowed him he let out a scream of excitement. Stopping himself as the floor became slippery with blood and alcohol, he began to throw wild punches at the air. Throwing a left right combo with his eye's closed he hopped up and did a spinning back kick, snapping the neck of a large ghoul. Charging around the pit he longed for an opponent who could give him a challenge.
Thread: Coup de Ville

At the sound of the beating of the drums, the angry riffs of the guitars and the insane howls of the lead singer, Reagan's eyes of the harvest moon narrowed before he gave out a snarl of his own before he rushed into the mosh pit, wasting no time at all in making his presence felt. He might have been only 5' 9 tall and weighed 180 pounds, but this werewolf wasn't any slouch as he took hold of the first person he could grab, this being another werewolf that - what he felt - had no business even being in here. Snarling voraciously, he exerted every ounce of force as he could, through the other male clear across the pit as easily as if he was nothing more than a 20-pound sack of potatoes, furiously barking out angry words in German, something in relation to that male's parents being related. The other male simply snarled back at Reagan before he rushed at him, looking to shove him back into the pit, but not without a little more violence at first. Grinning wickedly, Reagan waited for that other male to come forward and before he got close enough, Reagan sidestepped him before sticking a boot out to trip the other male, sending him sprawling out onto his back. With the same grin, Reagan walked over and once again grabbed the other male on the ground, picking up back up onto his feet before sucker punching him cleanly in the face, sending the other male staggering back into the crowd once more. Soon enough, Reagan began to smell blood. Looking back, he spotted a vampire that was swinging for the fences and grinned at him and spread his feet out a bit, almost as if he was waiting for that vampire to come at him, even as his shaggy but short brown hair fell in front of one of those golden irises of his.
Thread: Coup de Ville

Kadaz thrashed his arms left and right, stopping he began to swing his arms, vertically like Helicopter blades. Stopping he noticed the sight of a werewolf eye balling him from across the pit. Normally vamps and weres hated each other, but Daz cared nothing about that stupid blood feud. It was an idiots quarrel that no one ever won. The wolf looked a bit tough and Kadaz was curious to see what he was made out of. As two goblins tried to pancake him from both sides, the vampire's body evaporated into a cloud of dust the disappeared outwards. The cloud reformed behind the werewolf, Kadaz standing poised behind him. With both of his hands he pushed the wolf as hard as he could, the spikes from the people dancing around him tearing at him as he knocked the were forward. Rushing towards him Daz continued to push him violently roaring like a wild animal as he and the wolf went sprawling across the pit. Rushing the wolf into the crowd, Daz sped in front of the were with inhuman speed. Grabbing the were by the shoulders, Daz spun and flung him into the crowd with so much force a demon chick had gotten her forehead busted open from clashing legs with the wolf. Backing up away from the wolf, Daz opened his mouth protruding his foot long tongue, with a 12 ball piercings in it, one for every inch. A rock golem behind him was heard by the vampire, and he quickly side stepped to avoid getting crushed by the behemoth. A wall of creatures where trying to turn the rock golem over but the beast was too strong and held them all back. Sliding away on the blood covered floor, Daz built up his momentum by running at the armor clad giant from a distance. When he finally reached him he jumped into the air, so face, that it seemed like he teleported into the golem with a loud bang. With such force Daz had just barely managed to topple the golem who fell slowly to the ground, only to have a wall of creatures rush to help it back up. Raising his hand, Daz extended the index and little fingers while holding the middle and ring fingers down with the thumb. As he raised his metal horns high into the air he was met with a scream of approval by everyone around him along with pats to the back.
Thread: Coup de Ville

Reagan knew about the so-called blood feud between the two clans, but who was he to care about it? As far as he knew, the whole concept of the vampires vs. werewolves thing was so blown out of proportions, that it made him nearly sick to his stomach every time he was reminded by his elders all about it. But fast forward to here and now. Reagan kept his eyes on the vampire, but before he knew it, there was a cloud of dust that had formed where he was supposed to be, even as two goblins came in from the sides trying to sandwich him. No doubt they were stragglers that were shoved into the mass of insanity but others who wanted to see some carnage. Soon enough, Reagan felt the vampire's presence behind him, causing him to glance back over his shoulder just as he felt the vampire shove him forward, sending him towards the crowd then skidded to a stop. But before he knew it, he was then grasped by the shoulders yet again before he was literally airlifted into the crowd courtesy of the vampire yet again! Cursing angrily in German once again in the air, he came into contact with the crowd, landing into in the sea of people, crashing his knee against a female demon's forehead. Looking down, he was held up by at least several dozen hands before looking down to the crowd and demanding that they guide him back into the pit. Over there! Over there! He shouted out to them over the booming music. Soon enough, he was returned into the pit at his demand, placing him back down onto his feet. Once down, Reagan glared furiously at the vampire who was now standing strong all by himself. But soon, that glare soon became a grin as he stepped over to the vampire with a purpose as he stuck his hands out to him and then shoved him hard in the chest, sending him back a few feet but not hard enough to drop him to the ground. Oh no. He was going to have some fun with him first, as the crowd began to holler and whoop in their direction as Reagan then suddenly charged at him quickly, latching his hands around him and then hoisted him up onto a shoulder before carrying him over to the crowd and then throwing him into the crowd, leaving him there to stand there by himself before he turned to the crowd once more, gesturing back to himself as if he was demanding someone to come at him.
Thread: Coup de Ville

Daz had been dodging and side stepping, a group of zombies that came snarling at him. Their mouth's where drooling with the desire to bite into something. Two of them bit into him, ripping chuncks out of his arms. Bashing them over the head with his forarms, he stabbed at them with the spikes on his wrist. Hearing someone sneak up behind him over the blare of the music, his eye's began to glow as he went into a brief predatory mind state in which his senses heightened. All sounds where cut off aside from the werewolf behind him. Turning to look with a shocked expression, he felt the hard shove to his chest, knocking him into a punch throwing cyclops with bone spikes on his knuckles. Gasping out in pain as he felt himself be stabbed repeatedly in the midsection, Daz backed up in surprise. Feeling himself be hoisted off of the ground he was in shock as he was thrown into the crowd, eying the wolf as he was hurled away. Landing in the crowd he was carried off for a few moments, until he was grabbed by the crotch by a Succubus, she vanished appearing floating above him. Her horns where like that of a goats and her feet where cloven like a goat aswell. And besides the red skin and tail....Hell even with all that she was hot as hell! She wrapped her tongue around his leg and slid it around suggestively. Giving his ass a pinch she shoved her number down his drawers. Dragging her hand out of his pants slowly she let her sharp nails trace across his skin, leaving bloody cuts that soon healed. Hissing at her softly and licking his lips, Daz, accepted her offer in a manner of speaking. The crowd carried him away from the mystery succubus but Daz had plans to find out more about her a bit later on. Motioning for the crowd to set him down he slowly got to his feet. A tall vampire with a mohawk and a trench coat approached him with one bright blue eye and one brown. Dapping him up, the guy was shouting and motioning to him that he was awesome in the mosh. Shooting him a thumbs up and a grin Daz bolted off, shoving his way swiftly through the crowd back towards the Mosh pit. Wondering just how tough this wolf was, Daz wanted to try him a bit. In front there was a large group of badass looking orcs breathing heavy with spikes and steel toes and the like. They looked like they wanted in on the mosh but didn't have enough courage or an excuse to dash in. Daz thought what the hell, from the looks of them they would liven things up. Centering his mind on their location his eye's began to glow again, and he roared as a wall of telekinetic energy shoved the group into the mosh pit, sending them into a frenzy. As the orcs entered the fray acting insane everyone else seemed to react. Blood began to splatter in the air, and the screams of pain echoed. Watching with a smile Daz thought Alright you skinny mother fucker, show me somethin! With a chuckle Daz, stood on the edge of the space that separated the pit from the crowd. His was high as he wondered if things would get extreme enough to make the wolf turn.
Thread: Coup de Ville

Watching as the werewolf transformed into his Feral Form Daz raised an eyebrow in approval of what he saw. This dude really was no joke, protruding his tongue in excitement as he watched the wolf go to town Daz went berserk himself. Seeing that the fray was picking up, he charging in swinging his arms over head loosely like battering clubs. Making contact with the various bodies that where trouncing about. Screeching at the top of his lungs as he thrashed, he felt himself being elbowed and hit with fists, Daz could feel himself being hurt. A rib was cracked and a deep puncture in his left shoulder. As his wounds quickly began to heal, Kadaz went insane screeching as loud as he possibly could and thrashing with all his might. Bodies began to drop from the force of his swings all around him. Running up on the blood spattered floor his movements where so fluid he appeared to be gliding. Charging 20 yards across the football field sized pit, he spotted a Troll, another Cyclops, a large bull demon and a Harpy flying shoulder level with the three behemoths. Jumping up into the air, Daz preformed a drop kick on the harpy, spinning his body in mid air, for a spinning back kick to the bull demon. The vampire wasn't done yet as he switched his leg over preformed a crescent kick that kicked the Cyclops in the chest and slid off of it into the trolls face. All four of them where knocked to the ground, only to be helped back up by a wall of people. The music suddenly died down as the Lead singer took control and separated everyone. Now it's TIME.....For the WALL OF DEATH!!! We need mother fuckers on this side, and mother fuckers on that side! Immediately the crowd split into two different factions, Daz with to the right side. Everyone around him was screaming and cursing at the other side of the wall, violence was sure to follow. Looking to the other side of the pit, who did the Vampire see before him but the werewolf he had traded shots with earlier. Licking his fangs like a demonic fiend, Daz crouched down and bore his teeth roaring at the wolf. The vampires claws elongated as did his teeth, like a warrior on the battlefield his mind was like a hawks. Even though he dived into the midst of a thousand birds he would never loose sight of the one he first targeted. Eins, Zwei, DREI GO!! The bad erupted playing a really grinding beat that made Daz want to tear someone's limbs off. Charging across the pit it was like two factions of warriors going into battle. Running towards the other side of the pit, Daz's body moved like he had been shot out of a canon. Going into airborne flight like a missile he sought to crash into the wolf with so much impact it would be like getting hit by a truck.
Thread: Coup de Ville

Sophia had been all over the place looking for something that could keep her attention. As well as some place that would accept her. This place was at least interesting. And she could make some decent money. Oh yes, there were other witches here--that much she knew--but she was taking a lot of business from them. It might have been that she was hot, that she was talented, or even that she worked for less money. She wasn't sure what it was, but she was doing well enough to warrant sticking around for awhile longer. She licked her full lips as she looked around. The redhead was never much for concerts like this, but it was a bit more exciting when you didn't know if you'd be attacked or not. The music continued to blast and surround her as she moved a bit in the crowd, many monsters pressing against her as she listened to the music more than the vocals. She couldn't understand them anyway. And then she turned to the scene that was starting up as two rowdy ones started a fight that damn near killed a demon girl. She made her way over to the injured woman and knelt down, holding the girl's skull and reciting a spell that would be painful as all fuck but would heal the bone. When she was finished, the demon looked mostly like her old self. Sophie left the girl her card and watched with interest as the two continued their little fight. She wondered if they knew she could stop them both with a snap of her fingers. For now, however, she would continue to watch, a barrier around herself. She did stand out nicely as a redhead in a short black skirt, knee high black boots, and a white tank with a leather jacket. The other demon girls and others looked a bit more fierce...and decorated. It was the fact that she wasn't moving as she watched that really set her apart from the rest, however.