Thread: The Darker Side of Life (LadyYunaFFX2 & littlerooster's 1x1)

Shania Whitewater A weary sigh passed the young Native American's lips. She'd been staring at a screen the one belonging to her laptop in fact. On it was a web site but not just any place the more typical people would begin to visit. It was supposed to be a place to roleplay, chat, both even if one was bold enough about BDSM. To say she was nervous by this point was an understatement. And yet, the twenty-one year old had been contemplating on topics like these ever since having learned of the concepts. It'd started when she went for her Major in Psychology. One of her assignments had been to read Fifty Shades of Grey and do quite the essay upon it. Not only that, she had to explain and analyze the mindsets of Christian and Anastasia. From what she could tell, Ana had been reckless .. but she had still wanted to be introduced to the world of BDSM. Several other books, Shania had found, hinted that Anastasia wasn't the only woman with this train of thought. In fact, it was apparently common for many females to want to be dominated, disciplined, and more. But why? The question had been repeating in her mind for months now. And she had yet to get an answer. So the best way, she had figured, was to see for herself. But isn't this ... risky? That reply came in the form of not really. After all, this was just something she was seeing about online. If worst came to worst, she could just stop logging on .. right? It all seemed so simple but the recent college graduate knew it was anything but that. A deep sigh left her lips as her fingernails tapped against the keyboard. ... You're not gonna learn unless you try. She mused to herself, giving a firm and determined nod. Oh she was nervous no doubts about that. But really, staring at the screen wouldn't help her figure this out any faster. So she clicked the Register button and signed herself up. It was probably a foolish move, but she had used her real first name. Shania had never really used forums much if ever before, partly due to failing to come up with more creative names. Ah well ... it was still a vague name all the same. There were tons of other people with the name Shania. To her, it didn't mean anyone could pinpoint where she was located, which exact person she was behind the screen. And it wasn't like she was going to ever meet any of these people. Or at least she didn't think so. Moving a few strands of raven hair away, Shania let her hazel eyes begin to navigate around the new web site. Introductions ... hm. Seems like the easiest way to start, I suppose. She decided, clicking on the respective tab. Her hand trembled ever so slightly before finally landing upon the Create Thread button. Glancing up in thought for a few moments, she soon began to type up the following message Hello all, So ... pardon me as I'm not overly good with these. My real first name is the same as my user name Shania. After having studied and been somewhat introduced to .... BDSM and similar topics, I've finally mustered up the courage to join a site that encourages and better explains the concepts. I'm twenty-one .. just finished college recently. I do have work part-time so I will be on and off every now and again. But while I do remain here, I hope to enjoy my stay. -Shania Rereading it over a few times for good measure, a content nod left her head. A small chuckle couldn't help but leave her lips. Would anyone seriously pay heed to this, let alone herself? Part of her said no and yet ... another argued she was being silly. The fear of being ignored could maybe exist if there were almost no members. But as it was, this site had appeared to be rather popular. So of course someone would probably see. The real question was what would happen when they did? Her head quickly shook and after taking a deep breath, Shania hit Submit, making her official entrance onto the site. Her head fell against the back of her chair as she gazed up to the ceiling once again. ... What in the hell did you just do? Not that she'd forgotten but really, she did seem like the last person on Earth to ever go through with such a task. Even though she was legal to drink and smoke, she'd never done so, never touched drugs, never gone to parties. Shania was like the perfect girlfriend or so she'd been told. So why was a goody-goody like herself bothering at all? Because unfortunately, she was too damn curious for her own good. Also, she did tire slightly - okay very - of always being naive. While Shania didn't know all the answers to life and how it worked, she had noted one thing throughout the years. Life wasn't always fair and happy. In fact, it could get really dark and grim sometimes. She couldn't hide from those parts forever and that had been another reason she'd done this at all. It was a way to explore the more dark sides of life ... and yet do so in a safe manner. No harm could come from that, right? None she saw, not with having been able to take all the proper precautions. Now, however, it was time for her to play the waiting game. While doing that, however, she continued to navigate around the page, seeing all the different forums and subforums, even reading some of them to get a better feel for this new site.