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Thread: Hidden Hearts (Dark and Wing)

The boys and I caught plenty ...That's good to hear, Ruby made a smile, briefly considering his suggestion to go fishing with him next time they went out which quickly vanished upon hearing his next suggestion. Did he really want her to find a guy? She could sense the halfhearted nature of his words, but even so he had never even brought up such a subject to her before. It was a well-known fact that she hardly ever spoke to any boy other than her own brother, but even so she didn't feel depressed about it. She was happy with her brother, even if their interactions were mostly in the form of mild spats, and the mere suggestion felt off-putting. When he suddenly slid his foot in between her legs, she let out a surprised squeak and glanced up at his face briefly, unable to look him directly in the eyes as her face turned a dark shade of crimson. Why was she feeling this way? Why did it feel so... good to have his foot wedged between her soft thighs? Without thinking she began to rub herself against him slightly, I... I can't look at you right now... I know what you are saying is just out of kindness and concern, but for some reason I feel uneasy around you today. Ruby stood up abruptly and began to walk around the table in order to retreat back to the safety of her room so that she could avoid directly confronting her brother. She could feel all sorts of emotions welling up in her at once. Anger, possessiveness, frustration, worry, fear, and fondness all mixed together in her mind into a indecipherable mess which threatened to erupt without warning. There were urges as well, strange urges that she had never felt toward her brother before. What had happened to her? why was she acting this way? She wanted to run away and hide herself from him lest he see her in such a deplorable state.
Thread: Sin with a grin- pony's requests (new plots)

RE Sin with a grin- pony's requests under construction Pairings Demon x human Demon x vampire Angel x demon Vampire x hunter Lord x lady Knight x priestess Ex x ex vampire x chevalier lycan x hunter lycan x succubus Angel x Demon Succubus x Human Best Friend x Best Friend Bad Boy x Good Girl Bad Girl x Good Boy Princess x Bodyguard Princess x Knight Prince x Princess Prince x Princess of rival kingdom PrincePrincess x Commoner WitchWarlock x Witch hunter
Thread: Sin with a grin- pony's requests (new plots)

RE Sin with a grin- pony's requests Do it! I'm not even joking this chick is a violence fiend I LOVE IT! I've been rping with her long before the original bluemoon was even around. I met her in darker and we've been rping since! She LOVES her violence, and she's got some very very realistic characters. If you think you're going to bring some crying weak boy into an rp with her she WILL break him apart chew him up spit on him and then burn him into ashes for her cat's liter box. Okay maybe not ALL of that but she'll certainly tear him a new one. Seriously Pony is an amazing roleplayer, I just wish I had more time to add to the rps her and I have done.
Thread: Sin with a grin- pony's requests (new plots)

RE Sin with a grin- pony's requests Thanks Raven
Thread: Sin with a grin- pony's requests (new plots)

I'd be willing to do the Mafia plot. Have actually been wanting to give that a whirl. Or the fast cars one
Thread: Sin with a grin- pony's requests (new plots)

the pony of death said if you do any of these things I will not only end the rp but I will end it with me killing your character in the most gruesome way you could ever think of and trust me I can get very creative with it. Click to expand... That is awesome, almost makes me want to see it happen free bump!
Thread: Daddy pimps his Daughter( Looking for female rper)

Your idea sounds awesome ! I would like to rp it with you if you have not already found someone.
Thread: Daddy pimps his Daughter( Looking for female rper)

i like that idea send me a mail
Thread: Daddy pimps his Daughter( Looking for female rper)

i really do like the idea , i havent been in an rp yet on this site only been on it since yesterday and i think it would be fun to make this the first one ? message me if you'd like . i have a great idea for the daughter's role and appearance !
Thread: Daddy pimps his Daughter( Looking for female rper)

Sounds cool!
Thread: Daddy pimps his Daughter( Looking for female rper)

Bump. I had some good rps going with this idea, but unfortunately work took over and I was forced to stop rping for some time. I would love to start this rp again and make them as good as my last ones.
Thread: Daddy pimps his Daughter( Looking for female rper)

a little bump
Thread: Daddy pimps his Daughter( Looking for female rper)

proverse said I have an idea for a roleplay that I would like to find a female partner for. The idea is that a father decides to pimp his daughter out. It will start with the father taking her virginity and controlling her. It will lead to her servicing his friends, their family, random paying customers. I think the entire rp can last for quite awhile and be very fun. We could take it into multiple directions. My only no's are that I only rp with females and no blood, gore, scat, etc. Click to expand... I'd love to have a go at this, it's literally exactly what I've been looking for
Thread: Daddy pimps his Daughter( Looking for female rper)

a small bump
Thread: Daddy pimps his Daughter( Looking for female rper)

Still looking
Thread: Daddy pimps his Daughter( Looking for female rper)

I don't quite remember what happened to our rp but if you're up for a new one I am.
Thread: Daddy pimps his Daughter( Looking for female rper)

I'd like to give it a go
Thread: Daddy pimps his Daughter( Looking for female rper)

bumped
Thread: Daddy pimps his Daughter( Looking for female rper)

Been away for a while, still interested in roleplaying this. PM me.
Thread: Daddy pimps his Daughter( Looking for female rper)

I'd love to do something like this if you're still looking!
Thread: Adventures in Writing.

So, this is something one of many I've decided to do, to pass the time on my phone while walking, standing at work, and etc. I'm fairly certain that most of what will be here will be excuses or absences. I have no intention of posting my life here, mostly because my life is dull. Four siblings, two brothers and two sisters. Divorced parents, cold relationship with father. A job 6 out of 7 days of the week. I think that covers my intentional revealing of my real life. I have insomnia, and have had it for over ten years. I've tried lots of ways to get over it, and none have lasted. I've tried herbal remedies, medicines, exercise, and other things. None have worked. Most of the time it has let me get some sleep, but sometimes I go days without sleep. So, feel free to give suggestion and advice, but I've most likely done it. In one post, I called myself insane, and I guess this is true. But I've never been diagnosed, nor have I hurt others. I just have a severe lack of ambition to normal things, and some mental issues. My insanity is manageable, and not detrimental to others. But I do admit to issues, which I have been to a therapist for. It will likely be a long time before I've dealt with them. I have lots of ideas, and limited time. That said, I like writing a lot. I prefer fantasy to real life, since in fantasy I can fight evil face to face, and that face not be human. I can clearly see the line drawn, and attack evil. I can be epic, and have my life worth something. In real life, I'm just another dull person, in a country full of similar boring people. I do not try to hide who I am. I hope I haven't driven people away. But I probably have. But I'm being honest about myself. And therefore do not regret it. As for my current projects on BlueMoon, I have a thread with shannyface, five DD threads where I DM, with nanachan, dyll, godfang, Micbunny and explodingiggy, and Xanivus. I have various PMs, with various people. Private means that. You know who you are. I hope you enjoy them, I have. I find the DD threads slowing down, and may reopen the interest thread. No idea yet. I like DD, and would like to play it every day. My dream job would be to be a DM for hire. So, yeah. That's enough for today. Might post more tomorrow.
Thread: any males looking for offline rp with a top guy

I am new here myself. But based on posts I've read you'll likely need more info to pique interest
Thread: any males looking for offline rp with a top guy

Interesting, what are your likesdislikes? Maybe we have the same kinks.
Thread: any males looking for offline rp with a top guy

Hi, I would like to role play with you.
Thread: District 7 (Rave & darkangel76)

Martina clutched her head and rubbed at her temples after she'd struck the cold, hard ground beside the ominous stone wall she'd just fallen over. She gazed upward, feeling a bit dizzy as she tried to focus her eyes on the ledge where she'd been standing only moments ago. The silhouette of the guard was visible against the silvery light of the moon as it shone down from inky black sky as if to laugh at her misfortune at having fallen into the rumbling wilds that seemed to move and have eyes that focused on her. Just then there were strange sounds that began to rise in the distance. They were growling snarls, ones that wreaked of hunger and malice and almost instantly Martina could feel her heart skip a beat as it began to quicken its pace beneath her heaving chest. She sucked in a sharp breath, gulping for precious air as panic began to set in. Panic and fear. Frantically, she began to search about her, her head tossing itself this way and that, in vain, as she tried to gather her bearings. But it was no use. There was no where to go, to turn and she wasn't about to give herself up to the guard looming above her on the wall's edge. That only left her with one option... Run. Swallowing hard, her mouth as dry as desert, Martina stood up. She let out a tiny cry as she placed her weight upon her ankle, clearly sprained from when she'd twisted it and now injured further from her fall. Immediately, hot tears welled up in her pale eyes and began to stream down her porcelain-like cheeks, leaving dirty streaks in their wake while she tried her best to shrug off the pain... that throbbing pain. The snarls grew louder, more menacing, and Martina knew what it must be that made them. Never had she seen the creaturesher father had seen to thatbut she knew. And now, she was about to come face to face with them. Many, from the sound of it. Oh dear god, Marty, what have you done? Martina admonished herself aloud. She limped a few steps and began to run as best she could, but she knew there was no way she could out run the things that would soon be pursuing her, smelling her fresh blood, alive and pumping through a beating heart as her breath moved in and out of working lungs. Crying slightly, her body shaking and shivering, Martina hobbled through the rough brambles, the growls and hisses growing louder and louder as she tried to get away. Whimpers passed over her lips as she cried, pleas for help, a miracle, something... but she knew it was hopeless. She was inside District 7. Who would be there? Death surrounded her... death and rancid, rotting flesh. Corpses that somehow walked yet needed to feed and soon she would become their prey, their next meal.
Thread: District 7 (Rave & darkangel76)

The air was thick with the scent of death and decay, the smell hitting Martina hard. As she cried, her slim legs moving out of their own volition, her one ankle throbbing with pain with each step she took, she could feel the bile trying to rise. She gagged a few times before she allowed one hand to reach downward and clutch at her gurgling tummy. She couldn't stop, couldn't afford to take pause. To stop and wretch now would cause her to lose time, something she didn't have much of. As it was, the walking corpses were gaining on her. They might have been slow, but they felt no pain, nothing stopping them from wanting to quench that basic instinct. The need to feed. Martina was all but sobbing as she pushed at the branches, her tiny body weaving through the trees and over stones and stumps. She winced every time she stepped with her bad ankle, a tiny whimpering sound escaping her as she moved through the eerie shadows that seemed to have a life of their own. The snarls were loud and Martina chanced a glance of her shoulder. Through strands of platinum blonde, her pale eyes caught sight of the rotting thing stumbling ever closer... closer, closer... gaining on her tail as she moved. Oh god, Marty panted, her heart pounding hard as a bead of sweat worked its way down her chest and in between her breasts. The thing would soon be upon her, feasting upon her supple flesh, taking joy in her demise, making merry as she dwindled and died and turned into a beast! Suddenly, a strange fog clouded the way ahead, but Martina had nowhere else to turn. Dare she move forward and take her chances or... But there was no 'or'. If she lingered, she was a goner, done for. Licking her lips, she ran forward into the strange fog, her eyes clamping shut as she feared the worst, terrified of the nightmares that would surely descend upon her now that her sight would be hindered. But as she pressed onward, her ankle throbbing, her tiny grunts echoing through the trees, the fog began to dissipate, her eyes focusing on something... on someone? A strange silhouette stood before Martina, one soaked in dark shades of crimson. He smelled of death and decay. She looked upon him, her body frozen as she stared. Her voice wanted to let out a scream, but she couldn't find it and then she saw the crumpled heap at his feet. Who... wh-what... are you? Martina then asked, before she glanced behind herself once more, the snarling sounds growing louder still.
Thread: District 7 (Rave & darkangel76)

His chest heaved and his his breath came out in short pants, the voice behind him snapping him out of a crazed daze of murder and savagery. He slipped his pointing finger through two circular holes at the end of the hilt of both blades he had in his hand and he twirled them rapidly. He turned around and lifted his arms, blades still twirling around each finger. Without a word he swung his arms forward and the blades launched from his fingers and flew right by her face. She would not have guessed his angle, after all there were two blades flying straight at her. However the intention was clear a second later, and a sound of growls boomed from behind her and two wretched dropped dead on the ground on both sides of her, right next to her. Suddenly he darted forward and grabbed her by her wrists, then suddenly swung her onto his back. She had no say in the matter, he was forceful and he knew she could slip away if she wanted to. Yet when he threw her on his back she could see forward, and what she could see were the hordes of wretched gathering behind her. They had all appeared suddenly, he couldn't fight them all with her here. No, she was too much of a hinderence...to delicate. Just then, he shouted. Babylon! That was all he said, before muttering a few curses. Just then, the ever so domesticated Zombie appeared from behind Zaine, now enlarged and savage, and ran into the wretched horde. One giant swing after another, he was doing away with them. Yet the wretched were not so easily dismayed. One after another they began to climb and bite at Babylon like spiders, their limbs breaking and twisting to put themselves on all fours, their decayed claws digging into flesh. Yet Zaine had no time to help. He swung the girl down into his arms and carried her as someone would carry a bride, and without another word he took off into the forest. He was so swift that the wind hitting his face was somewhat painful, the cold air piercing at his flesh as he ran continuously, as far away from the horde as possible. Finally, after a few moments of non stop running, he reached the cave he was at previously and tossed her somewhat lightly onto the ground. Years of being alone didn't give him much knowledge in social etiquette, it was good enough that he saved her life. For that, out here, is the biggest miracle that could have ever happened.
Thread: District 7 (Rave & darkangel76)

Everything was a blur. One moment, Martina found herself standing, shifting her weight onto her 'good' ankle as she stared at the strange man standing before her, the hissing growls growing louder as they neared. The next, she was draped over his shoulder as he raced off into the darker shadows of the woods, the wild branches seeming to reach out for them much like the creatures that were ever pursuing, ever following. The sight of those corpses as they hobbled and lurched, lumbering forward with that instinctual need to feast on flesh was enough to make Martina's blood run cold. When the strange man finally pulled her around his body, cradling her close, she buried her face against his chest and wept. Her tiny hands clung tightly to her shawl, but they also grabbed onto his shoulders, tightly gripping whatever she could so that she stayed close as he ran to whatever destination he seemed to have in mind. It was clear he knew the area, perhaps a good portion of the district. It made her wonder just how long he'd lived within the confines of its walls, how much he'd seen, had heard. A shiver ran along Martina's spine just then. Surely this man had seen more than most should. To have survived even a day? Certainly he must know things, secret things... dark things... Just then, she felt herself being pulled away from his warmth and safety. He was setting her down with a thud. A tiny squeak rolled over her lips and reverberated throughout the cave she suddenly found herself in when her backside made contact with the hard ground. She then looked up at her rescuer, her head tilting in wonder and curiosity as she took in the sight of himso odd! Th-thank you, Martina spoke, her words soft, almost hesitant as she stuttered. I... I owe you my life. She tugged on her shawl slightly before reaching up to push at her platinum blonde hair which plastered against her slightly dampened face, thanks to the tears that had marked her alabaster cheeks. I'm Marty... Martina Graeme, actually. Though please, call me Marty. She bit down on her lip, a trembling shiver running across her flesh as she continued to look at him, his appearance and manner making her slightly uneasy. She hoped she hadn't offended him or angered him in some way. It was hard to tell after everything that had happened and even more so with the adrenaline still pumping through her slight body. I do hope I haven't offended you sir, she then added, her blue eyes looking downward as she brought her arms about herself and began to rub her arms for warmth.
Thread: District 7 (Rave & darkangel76)

A million thoughts were running through his head all of a sudden. He'd just been surviving another day, and now there's someone he'd never seen before in his cave, rescued by him, and just so happens to look like an angel. The thought process went something like 'Who the hell is this? How did she get here? Is she...like me? But she's...weak...yet how does she shine so brightly? He shook his thoughts off as she began to speak, and as she did he reached for a towel on a makeshift rack to rub all the blood off his face and body. His ears were tuned to her, yet his arms and hands began unclicking and toying with the gears and armor on his body just a little noisily. Just as she had finished speaking, two puffs of steam suddenly shot out of both sides of the armor and it automatically unhinged from his body and fell to the ground...except for his arm. Seems that part wasn't so detachable. He picked his armor up and set it on a stand fashioned specifically for it, and took both of his blades and placed them in their own case. Finally then, he stood naked from the waist up and turned his attention to her. With all the mist gone, she could see him clearly as he approached her. His face was piercing, his golden could be compared to that of a hawk's. His body was muscular, defined, not simply toned. Littered with scars, yet healed oddly well to not deform the body. He was a rather handsome man, and would make a groom for any would be wife back home if he didn't control the dead. The most obvious feature of him however was his arm, people usually looked down on him because of that, he couldn't expect any different from her. He walked up to her and grabbed a wet cloth on his way, and kneeled before to her to look at her directly in her eyes. His head tilted lightly, and he simply stared at her for a few moment. When he realized he was simply looking without speech, he cleared his thoughts and looked away. Sorry...It's been a while since I've seen something so bright and...well, glowing. The tone of his voice was not the tone of a man who simply wants to flatter or flirt, it seemed... genuine, like he truly hadn't seen anything bright. Perhaps it was her pure white skin or her beautiful hair, or maybe it was just her...maybe he was smitten, he didn't know. All he knew was that there was someone glowing sitting in his Cave's living room.
Thread: District 7 (Rave & darkangel76)

To say he was peculiar was an understatement for he was unlike any man she'd ever laid eyes upon. In fact, he was unlike anyone she'd ever seen. Martina was certain that even her father hadn't seen the likes of someone such as this particular man. There was an odd way about his manner and though she was sure she should be screaming or frantic with panic or fear... she wasn't. After all, he'd gone to the trouble of saving her, risking his life to help her and allow her to see another dawn. Surely the dawn wasn't far away and the sun would be rising soon enough. Wouldn't it? Time seemed to run different ever since she'd left the comforts of home and venture into the darkness and peer into the wilds of District 7. District 7. Her new home. Funny that. Martina gathered both her thoughts and her wits, her pale eyes focusing on the man before her as she allowed them to drift over his figure now that it wasn't enshrouded in darkness or mist or hidden through tears as she cried in fear and terror. He definitely was quite a sight to see. Not only did he have an odd manner, but his appearance... there was something intriguing about him that caused her to almost stare. She took notice of his blemishes and flaws, the marred flesh that were obviously marks of past battles, stories and secrets that were his to tell. And then there was his arm. She'd never seen the likes of such a thing, not up close and not of its making. Surely he must've had a dark past to render him in his current condition and then there was the one question that circled within her brain. Why was he in District 7? She needed to know why he was there, what brought him to the den of devils and demon spawn. Martina felt her porcelain pale cheeks grow hot as the strange man looked upon her, his face seeming to study her in great detail. She wondered if she passed his scrutiny, what his judgment would be. He said she 'glowed' and she supposed she did. She wore white and was unusually pale, but then a lot of that was because she didn't venture out very much, holing up inside the fortress due to her father's wishes while he practiced his alchemy and trained those showing skill. She often times wished she'd had the gift, but alas she had no spark. Nothing. She was worthless in that regard. A troublesome girl with no skill or magic to speak of, only an unquenchable curiosity and a stubbornness that surpassed most. She knew she infuriated her father, though the man loved her. And then there were his colleagues. They only barely tolerated her and it really had only been a matter of time. Once she'd turned of age a year ago, their tolerance had begun to wane. It's quite all right, Martina spoke, her voice soft and gentle. Her eyes watched the man's armor fall to the ground. She then briefly looked at his arm before shifting them to look upon his face. Might... might I ask you your name, kind sir? she then asked with a smile as she pulled her shawl a bit tighter about her body. I wish to properly thank the man who saved me.