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Thread: Dani's 'Ramble On' (Questions/comments welcome)

Mood Wired Music Zeppelin, of course. See Subject Thought Id try my hand at this Journal thing. Seems like fun. I had one of those Blurtys back in the day. Anyone remember those? I did look my old one back up. Its been almost 9 years or something, it was still there. The site has recently went down. So its pretty likely it wont be there next time. Sort of makes me wish I had backed up everything. I got a few little tid bits off of it at least. I think its always interesting to go back and see where I used to be. And how much Ive improved. Another 9 years and Ill definitely have something to prove. My favorite writing partner is on hiatus at the moment. He spoils me, I think. Never met an idea that scared him, that one. Its so nice when you click instantly with a writing partner. No muss, no fuss. Just immediate understanding. No one has to tiptoe around rudeness or egos. Just a mutually beneficial partnership. Too many people believe they are superior, Lording over lesser writers like its some gift to write with them. All I can say is if you are here you probably Rp, and that usually means you have the same sickness as I. The need to throw your creative ideas into text and see them come alive through your words. To sit at the computer and bleed. In my opinion, that we have in common, and for that alone you have my respect. My acknowledgment of our shared disease. Writers are very much like a sub-species of the human race. We can understand one another in a way that the normal population will never grasp. We all share a deep-seeded yearning for creation and manipulation of the written word that can surpass even our basic survival instincts for sleep, sustenance, and social connection. People without this need will always believe us to be mad, the oddities of our behavior will forever baffle them. But even in being cast out of the social circles that all people struggle most of their adolescence to fit into, we still refuse to be dissuaded from tossing our thoughts and imaginative ideas into the void of pen and text. Leaving ourselves open to criticism and ridicule or, by some miracle, praise, for the reason that we simply must. Its within our blood, swimming in our veins, coursing through our souls. Crying out, screaming to gain absolute control. And we will always surrender, cracking our knuckles over a worn keyboard and continue, over and over again to pour our very selves out onto the page. We give everything to it, sacrifice all for that one moment of creative expression. We struggle to gain experience and eloquence, to become better at something that could sometimes I suppose give us fortune and fame, but will most often only leave us struggling our entire lives to keep our relationships and parental acceptance in tact. With my partner gone Ive been stalking BMR, looking for something to quench that fire in his absence and hopefully beyond. Ive already met so many talented writers here and Im having a lot of fun. Thats what matters, the fun. I really appreciate you all that have been kindly enough to write with me.
Thread: Dani's 'Ramble On' (Questions/comments welcome)

Miss chatting with you. Hopefully you come back around sometime or another. Hope everything is going well.
Thread: Who wants a Brat?

SamsonsDemise said rubs eyes sleepily Good Morning. I want someone to play with me! I have a lot of ideas for plot romance rps between a Domsub. Looking for a strong male lead, maybe a bit callous at first with lots of sexual tension! Please PM me! I like playing oposite people of power. Like important political figures or FBI agents. That kind of thing! A male who is used to getting what he wants and then he meets my trying personalities of what ever girl I play! Click to expand... Oh! I like this idea! How do you feel about playing as my daughter's friend? Maybe I'm a senator and you and my daughter have been photographed by the papparazzi out partying. I don't like the influence you have on her, and I confront you to get you to stop. You just keep hanging around, though!
Thread: Who wants a Brat?

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Thread: Odd request [Doll play? Force-driven]

Bumpers
Thread: Odd request [Doll play? Force-driven]

Hm. I certainly find this idea interesting. If you're still looking, feel like discussing particulars?
Thread: Odd request [Doll play? Force-driven]

vongentlemen said Hm. I certainly find this idea interesting. If you're still looking, feel like discussing particulars? Click to expand... Of course!
Thread: Odd request [Doll play? Force-driven]

PMed you.
Thread: A few RP requests/ideas [F x M/F/?] ('rules' light, smut heavy, lighthearted)

RE RP idea for IM FxM FxF Fx? Incest Modern 'rules' light and smut heavy After some bad experiences with this request I need, sadly, to add some more criteria I'm not expecting it to be concluded in one go, but preferably to be a 'pick up and carry on' thing when practical. No need to rush. It's meant to be fun. Have a sense of humour, please. The idea I've mentioned above is what I'd like to try. No more PMs about changing it into something that no longer even resembles the original idea. Nothing underage. Full stop. I don't think I can make that clearer. I've also just created an F-list with some basics on it, here .
Thread: A few RP requests/ideas [F x M/F/?] ('rules' light, smut heavy, lighthearted)

RE RP idea for IM FxM FxF Fx? Incest Modern 'rules' light and smut heavy you got yahoo?
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RE RP idea for IM FxM FxF Fx? Incest Modern 'rules' light and smut heavy Bumping it.
Thread: A few RP requests/ideas [F x M/F/?] ('rules' light, smut heavy, lighthearted)

RE RP idea for IM FxM FxF Fx? Incest Modern 'rules' light and smut heavy Think it's time for a bump!
Thread: A few RP requests/ideas [F x M/F/?] ('rules' light, smut heavy, lighthearted)

RE RP requests FxM FxF Fx? Incest Modern 'rules' light and smut heavy Bumping, having added a third idea to the top.
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RE RP requests FxM FxF Fx? Incest Modern 'rules' light and smut heavy A little bit of editing...
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RE RP requests F x MF? Incest Modern 'rules' light, smut heavy, lighthearted Updated with new idea.
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Thread: Looking for Naruto RP m x m or m x f

YAOI and HET Looking for Naruto RP m x m or m x f bump! Looking mostly for yaoi!
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Thread: Elf Struck(moon/lady)

Sam Winchester swallowed thickly as he eased around the corner in the warehouse, tense and unhappy to be hunting vampires after dark, but sometimes there was no choice. Not if they wanted to save the victim they knew they had. He disliked it even more knowing that theyd caught this case, so soon after gaining the mark of cain back. The last thing Dean needed was to be killing something that looked and acted so human. Leaning against the wall for a moment, gun pointed at the ground, he listened, trying to figure out exactly where the high pitched laughter and shrieks of pleasure were coming from. While it was better to have room to fight in, it sucked that it made sound echo so badly. Glancing up at dean as the man came around the other hall he sighed softly, well. They had to do this, no matter how much he disliked it. Nodding towards the last hall he moved towards it, knowing that the vampires had to be at the other end. And he was right. For a moment, so overwhelmed at the sickening sight at the other end, he cursed as he put the gun away, knowing they couldnt risk shooting any of them, not when they were so close to their victim. Ignoring the sick feeling at seeing another human hanging in chains, served up like a side of beef as he moved in to kill the vampires as they headed towards hem.
Thread: Elf Struck(moon/lady)

Dean stood there, trying to control himself. he could smell the blood, sell the sex inside. he could hear the grunts of someone fucked someone else and the terrified whimpers of the victim. The Mark of Cain made everything so sharp and clear. he could smell and hear and taste too much. the flavor of the room dancing on his tongue, making him want to dive in there and join in, or slaughter them all. one of the two. the Mark was even worse this time. the push was harder to resist. he looked at Sam and swallowed because he could feel the darkness pressing against him, trying to drown him. he could hear the sickness in the other room and felt himself reacting in very inappropriate ways. he really needed to kill those things before he found himself swept away. he had to end them, now. it was going to be hard, they didn't have an angels touch, nor did they have sunlight or dead man's blood so they where going to have to decapitate them all. he gripped the Machete in his hands and swung into action. he blinked a little and looked around. he was not where he was supposed to be. the First Blade was in his hand and he was covered in blood. he had cuts all over himself but he was pretty sure none of the blood was actually his. the cuts where already scabbed over and he knew that was because of his Demon, it could regenerate fast enough that he could see himself heal. he grimaced as the Mark of Cain burned on his arm and he hissed, dropping the First Blade and clutched it, trying to ease the pain. he looked around once he'd recovered and realized he was nowhere he recognized. it was abandoned wherever he was. that was when he noticed her. the girl, the victim that the Vampires had been torturing. she was, without a doubt, the most beautiful thing Dean had ever seen. she was.. perfect. unconcious but so, so perfect. and hurt. hurt bad. he grimaced as he realized he must have hurt her, because she hadn't been that bad off before, he didn't think so. it was hard to remember. he could, sometimes, get fuzzy images and now he could recal calling the first blade and tearing through the vampires and turning on Sam when he ran out of victims. turning on the Girl who had been strung up still. he remembered backhanding Sam, knocking him to the ground and trying to attack the girl and... failing? after that nothing. okay... first things first. call Sam. Dean muttered, reaching into his pocket for his phone. Sam! God, are you okay? i think i hit you... i don't know where i am but that girl the one the Vampires had, she's here with me and i think i... i think i hurt her Sam. Dean admitted, feeling pretty sick at the idea. she's... just gorgeous... he admitted, his attention focusing on her again. just beautiful... like an Angel... he sounded... sappy. that was, weird. had Dean found himself a succubus or something?
Thread: Elf Struck(moon/lady)

Sam cursed as he woke, searching the vicinity for his brother, pain tightening his chest as he realized that dean had managed to slaughter them all, but that he was alone. Scared as he considered what Dean could be doing. And wondering if Cas would have any ideas of how to restrain him, even though he knew Cas was struggling to help them last time. They needed a solution, and fast. Dean?Dean thank god.Sam said with such relief as he picked up the phone, paling a little. Is she alive, Dean?is she still there?he said, wondering if Dean would recover from killing her if he did, before frowning. Dean?He questioned, frowning at the tone. That was just weird. Dean, come on. Talk to me. The girl laid across the cold cement ground where dean had dropped her after hed broken in. Naked and trembling in the cool air, so pale that she almost looked sick, until you realized it was simply she was that beautiful pale color that some nordic tribes had, but her hair was the color of jet black, and the small sliver of eyes that showed under her eyelids were the color of good sapphires, like twilight skies at the edge of midnight. She was alive, which was a feat in itself considering it looked like shed been skinned alive, and had been bled to the point that she should have probably died from blood loss.
Thread: Elf Struck(moon/lady)

Dean swallowed thickly. She's alive but she's... she's really hurt Sammie... like, really really hurt. he admitted, carefully moving over to her. She' naked... i'm... i can't remember if she was naked before. he admitted, stripping off hi blood splattered jacket and very carefully laid it over her, not wanting to hurt her anymore than he probobly already had. Yeah, i'm here. sorry she's just... i think... i don't... he shook his head. i can't focus. i think somethings wrong... well, more wrong than usual anyway. he admitted, staring at her and hesitantly reached out and stroked her hair out of her face. god... what have i done? he wondered, biting his lip to keep it from trembling because seeing her like that something so pure and perfect, bleeding and hurting so much because of him, it was almost enough to make him cry, or throw up. god... Sam i don't know what to do. she's... she's going to die... Dean whispered rather frantically. Should... should i call nine one one? maybe? i don't know where we are but i could carry her to a hospital? he wondered, carefully, gently re-positioning her so she would be a little more comfortable. Oh god Sam... i should be locked up... he muttered, the phone on speaker nw because he was tryng to tend to her as best as he could. Oh... Oh! Wait. wait, Cas! Cas! Cas come here! Please! please Cas. i know you hate me right now but don't let her die because i fucked up and let go! please! oh Jesus Cas don't let her die. Dean pleaded, carefully tearing his pants, what was left of them, gently pressing on the worst of her wounds to try and stop the bleeding. Please don't let this be the last thing i do as a human...
Thread: Elf Struck(moon/lady)

She was hurt before Dean. Badly hurt. Its okay. well help her.Sam said as he ran for the car, even if he had no idea where the other was, he needed to get to the hotel, he could trace his phone. At least he hoped he could. Hopefully he could help Dean help her. Well be okay. Youre okay.Sam said. Though he had no idea how that was going to work, theyd fix this. Shes not going to die. And dont call, theyll arrest you and I doubt theyd get where ever you are in time.Sam said sounding frantic himself because he had no idea how to fix this. The girl blinked slowly at the feel of Dean touching her, trying to get away from his hands, but she was to hurt, to weak to move more then her eyelids to look up at him. Dean?Cas looked startled as he stepped into the room, pausing as he stared at them. While he was angry, so very angry with his friend for what had happened before, and the things theyd been forced to do to harness the darkness, he couldnt ignore the plea in deans voice more then he could turn his back on anyone. Dean...He walked closer, going pale as he knelt down to look her over. Not quite sure what he was seeing, or really believing what he was seeing.
Thread: Elf Struck(moon/lady)

Okay... okay so.. so maybe i didn't hurt her... but she's bad, Sam. really bad... he admitted, his voice tight with emotion. it's not okay.. god, Sammie it's getting worse. i can hardly remember what happened at all. i've no idea where i am, how we got here or if i did anything to this poor girl... he whispered. i'm a monster Sam... i should probobly be arrested, maybe then i could be controlled somewhat. he mumbled, gently hushing the poor girl, trying to keep her calm. it's okay... your alright. help is coming. i'm so sorry. it's going to be okay. he promised her, hoping to god he was right, looking up at Cas, tears in his eyes when the other appeared. Cas! he gasped. you have to.. i don't know what i did. i don't know... there where Vampires and i couldn't... i don't know...please don't let her die! he pleaded, pulling away when Cas got close, glad that the others touch didn't hurt. he wasn't lost completely yet, at least there was that, right? i should... i should... not be here. Dean mumbled, staggering to his feet and crying out when he realized he was hurt too, lancing on his ass and blinking to stare at his feet. barefoot, he must have run across glass because his feet where cut to ribbons and he hadn't noticed. they where healed over, or mostly so the deepest ones had yet to really scab over but they weren't bleeding but fuck, it hurt! there was no way he'd be running away just yet. he'd have to stay and face whatever Wrath Castiel decided to bestow upon him.
Thread: Elf Struck(moon/lady)

Okay, no its not okay, but well figure it out. Cas is trying to find something dean.Sam said sounding upset and scared, because he didnt know either, if the other had hurt the girl. And he had no doubt he probably had. Which would only be worse. You cant be arrested Dean. Do you trust yourself not to go wild when you get put in a cage?I dont. If Crowley cant keep you from killing someone. Well. Were going to find something else to do.Sam said sounding upset and scared for them both. The girl blinked up at him slowly, before closing her eyes, going still as cas appeared. I wont. Move back.cas said gently, looking worried about dean to, before wincing. Do-He started wincing as dean fell, having realized what was wrong when he tried to move. Stay there.He ordered before kneeling down to look the girl over, moving to touch her, before his eyes went wide raising his hands away from her. I cant heal her dean. Shell heal on her own.cas said, for once, sounding utterly out of his depth and scared. Not about to touch her. Not this mess. We'll have to move her. you and sam had a hotel room, yes?
Thread: Elf Struck(moon/lady)

there's nothing to be done Sam, what am i supposed to do!? give it to someone else?! he demanded, rather frantic before grimacing a little. okay yeah... no that... good point that would be bad... he agreed, sounding quite defeated. That fucking son of a bitch... i should just go straight to hell and kill the mother fucker. he mumbled he was pretty sure Crowley had something to do with the sudden reappearance with his Mark of Cain. might be best if you just chain me up in a basement somewhere until we can figure out how to remove it. clearly that ceremony you did to remove it the first time didn't do anything but make it worse. he admitted before looking up at Cas. yeah. not moving. Dean agreed, wrapping his arms around himself and closing his eyes, miserable and unhappy before whimpering. Cas couldn't heal her. she was already dead. he'd killed her... wait, what? What? she's... like... d... did she get turned? the Vampires... did they turn her? he asked, worried, frantic even. i... i think so. yes. yes Sam got one... Dean admitted. i'm staying here. where i can't hurt anyone... he decided, stubbornly refusing to move. i can't stand the idea of hurting anyone else... he stared at the young girl, eyes fixated. i can't hurt her again... he whispered. she's so perfect... it's... it's like i hurt an Angel... he mumbled, sounding almost stoned. you have to take her away from me Cas... you have to take her away.... We want her... so much... she's so beautiful....
Thread: Elf Struck(moon/lady)

Well, no.Sam sighed softly before wincing. You could. But I think itd be worse if you keep killing demons.he said sighing quietly. Fairly certain it was Crowley that was screwing with them. ....You know. Thats not a half bad idea. Well see.Sam said wincing a little. Cas looked up at dean, shaking his head. No. Shes not human. Shell heal. Shes....Im not sure what she is, but its not vampire. Or human.Cas frowned before looking at dean, tilting his head a little. You sound stoned Dean.He said not liking how the other was sounding before nodding. Okay. Ill take her to sam.he agreed before carefully picking her up, ignoring the soft pained whimper, watching dean as he backed towards he door. Not quite sure dean would actually let him leave with her or not considering how he was acting.
Thread: Elf Struck(moon/lady)

i don't think it can get any worse than this Sammie... Dean admitted softly before chuckling at Sam and shook his head a little. Not human... that's.. good. Dean agreed, not sure if that was really good or not. not sure what she is? your an Angel, your supposed to know everything aren't you? he asked curiously. yeah... stoned. he mumbled, clearly struggling to control himself. yes. take her away. she has to go away... but when he started backing away he snarled, his eyes bleeding fully to black and he stood up. Where are you going?! that's mine . put it down. he growled, te First Blade appearing in his hand as he stalked towards Castiel. looking perfectly calm and in control, he was anything but. he lifted the blade, aiming it at Cas. Put. It. Down. Scum. he ordered, each word punctuated by a step forward, seemingly unconcerned with Castiel's Angelic presence. as long as he didn't touch the angelic bitch, he would be fine. then he paused and shuddered violently, snarling at nothing, spinning on his heal to swipe at empty air. Shut up! you have no right to speak you Human Filth! She's Mine! i'll do as i please with her! he snarled at, well, nothing. giving Cas the chance he needed to get away.
Thread: Elf Struck(moon/lady)

Yea, it is. And Im supposed to. Or at least have a idea what she is. But she is nothing Ive ever seen before.Cas said looking annoyed to not know, before nodding. Yes, were going.Cas said paling a little as he saw the demon, swallowing thickly. Shes not a it, Dean.Back off.Cas said before bolting as soon as he was distracted, though he knew dean would be close behind. Hopefully he could hide the girl long enough she could heal. And even if he knew it wasnt a great idea, he did the only thing he could. Stole Baby, vaguely amused that dean had taken his own car, had been aware enough to drive. Settling the girl into the backseat, he slid into the drivers seat, settling in to drive. And well aware that soon enough the demon on his heels would catch up.
Thread: Elf Struck(moon/lady)

Dean shook his head a little. she's... not an Angel. he agreed. but she should be. she's so perfect. he admitted, nodding when Cas said they where leaving. She's mine! Dean snarled right back, stabbing the First Blade in Cas's direction. it could kill Demons. but what would it do to an Angel? or whatever the girl was. Dean skidded after Cas when he peeled out bellowing in rage because even as a Demon, he couldn't keep up with a car. never mind that the car was his baby! it was his! his! goddammit! it was His!!!! he screamed and raged, ignoring the phone in his hand, still on, letting Sam hear as Dean screamed that he would do, well, terrible things to Cas that included such terrible things as rape, dismemberment, disembowelment and cannibalism. that was nothing to what he threatened to do to the girl. turning her into a breeding mare, turning her into a sex slave and branding, collaring and owning her was the running Theme there. whatever she was, Dean was completely obsessed with her, his human half, and his demon half. after a while though he calmed and Dean trembled as he went back into the abandoned house at the edge of some woods he had found and settled in to stay until someone found a way to contain or control him. ...Sam? d..did i hurt Cas? Dean asked once he realized the phone was still on. please tell me i didn't hurt him... because despite everything, he still thought of Cas was his best friend.