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Thread: The Dark Order (HP RP: Retro and Atom)

To her dismay he placed the cloth back over her eyes, effectively blinding her again. A growl sounded in her throat and her hands twisted behind her in a vain attempt to free them. Of course they would not come free. Whatever spell he used to tie her to that chair had been skillfully and effectively cast the only thing she could do was move her fingers. The pressure on her shoulder did not help her agitation any and she had to fight the urge to turn her head and snap at his fingers. There was a pop and the strange, pinching feeling that came with Apparation. When they appeared at their destination, a warm breeze caressed her exposed skin and she felt the heat of the sun on her. A birds song was on the air that accompanied the trickling and crushing sound of a fast moving body of water. A long while passed by with little sound, save for the bubbling of the cauldron he was brewing some sort of potion in and the natural noises around them. Nervousness curled in her stomach as she waited. A few times she nearly came to speaking but she would not give him the satisfaction of knowing that he was getting beneath her skin. Instead she took the horrible silence in stride and mused inwardly, finally allowing herself to relax somewhat. Whatever was going to come, was going to come, and she could not do anything about it. The scent of the potion was strong by the time it had finished and she could easily catch strawberries and something oddly fishy within the aroma. Odd. Already her mouth was watering and she, for some reason, clamped her legs together tightly. At first she had been sure he was brewing some sort of truth potion but now Roslyn was not so sure. A curse was whispered beneath his breath and there was no preparing for it. Even with her strong will she could not avoid being put beneath his control. Although she would have tilted her head back and taken the potion easily, he tilted her head back anyway and practically forced it down her throat. She swallowed every last bit of the odd tasting brew. Instantly heat spread through her and shot strait for her loins. Even before he had told her what he had done, she knew. You bastard! she exclaimed once he released her. She rocked in her chair. You disgusting, vile, prickhead! Slimy little! The feeling pressed more heavily between her legs. A throbbing had started there, hot and heavy. All of her growls turned into whimpering and she rocked harder against the seat of the chair but the ropes were taught. She could not even grind herself against them and, instead, she moved so hard that she fell over. Her red hair fluttered all about her and her body hit the ground with a soft thud. Sweat formed on her forehead. Brew the goddamned cure! She cried out shrilly. This is sick! Even for a Deatheater, this is fucked up!
Thread: The Dark Order (HP RP: Retro and Atom)

Clearly, the girl did not know the potion was simply fulfilling her urges. The man just sat there and let her freak out. It was fucked up, but who was to say torture was meant to be humane and legal. Just ask the muggles what happened when they tried to interrogate the Muggles in the ways that were humane. It didnt quite work did it? Just look at the situation they were in now. They were kissing the feet of the ones that had liberated the rest of the wizarding community, even if they hadn't realized it. The red head could yell, scream, curse do what ever she needed to do in order to feel better about what was happening but that was the nature of the interrogation. She had tipped the chair over and now he would move and continue with the process. Using magic to grab the chair and have it follow him, he led it over to a stone wall in the middle of the little grotto. He knew that if he released her cuffs she would just be trying to claw his face, however, as he got there, he just placed another Imperius curse on her. Stay calm and don't move. He said as he unrestrained her. Pushing her over to the wall and using such things as muggle chains reinforced with magic, he chained her to the wall, moving away again, the chair disappeared and there she was, restrained in a modern day muggle way. Modern day that there was a tinge of magic laced in those cuffs, and he sat back in his own chair. Releasing her as he walked away. Pulling out a pipe, he patted in some tobacco and waieted for long enough to start questioning her. This was his form of torture on her, and he felt that this was fitting for a fucking sniviling little cunt. He would know where the rest of her friends were and even her friend known as Moira would die. It was his job, find the stragglers and the revolters and bring them into justice. Tapping his fingers and puffing his pipe, he listened to her pleas and her anger, finding it the slightest bit arousing. Everything was going to plan. He ws going to break her. Get her to crumble at his feet and beg the Deatheater to please her. Then, he would make her his personal pet, the one hundreth resistance group that he had crushed under his foot. Something that he deserved and something he was sure the Dark Lord would grant him. For him, the fun was just beginning. .
Thread: The Dark Order (HP RP: Retro and Atom)

He began to drag her to an unknown place through magic. She felt the tug at the back of her chair as she was pulled along. Fear should have been her natural response. There was no saying what was going to happen to her. Those moments could have been her last but she could not think about even being terrified. All her body wanted was that sexual release. There was a sick satisfaction that pooled in her stomach as he chained her to the wall and muttered the Imperio curse. The potion was making her crazed. The heat of his body felt wonderful. Even the brief contact he had with her as he tied her to a wall made her want more. Disgust mingled with the raging lust. How could she want him to touch her?! Rebelling against the curse was impossible, however, so she simply took the strange and horrifying torture. Her legs pressed together again and she twisted herself in her bindings. So do you do this to all of the women you capture? She questioned through spittle. The anger in her tone was evident and she did not even bother to cover it. A powerful wave shook her. Pressure centralized in her clit making it painful. She cried out. Sick, disgusting, asshole! Again she cried out as the throbbing became worse. Tears sprung to her eyes. This was the worse pain that she had ever gone through. Fiery and passionate, her lusts had never gone unfulfilled. Her fingers twitched. Impulsively they wanted to go between her thighs to stroke the pain into delicious pleasure. Wetness pooled in her panties and soaked them through. If she were naked, droplets would have been rolling down her thighs. Make it stop! Make it stop! she finally pleaded. The Crucio curse was welcomed at that point.
Thread: The Dark Order (HP RP: Retro and Atom)

Shaking his head slowly, though he knew she couldn't even see him, he spoke. Only to the special ones. He said with a slight tinge in his voice. The pipe continued to smoke and every once in awhile he would toke and poke at it with a wooden match, keeping the nicely lit flame inside the bowl glowing. The air dispersed into the wind and Silvermane smiled as he looked over the side of what appeared to be a little carved out grotto on the side of a mountain. They were a few thousand feet up, but with the use of magic and muggle slaves, Silvermane had turned this area into his own little hideout of sorts. The silver haired man brushed his locks aside. He was a simple man really, patient, caring when it came to his work, careful, and able to withstand many enemies. He had the ability to process things really quick and come up with a concise, quick, and effective plan to getting the things that he wanted. She was starting to beg and her will was starting to falter, however, he didn't warrant her pleas with even a noise. No response, no nothing. Perhaps something would come out of her if she thought she was alone. There was a silence that hung in the room. Something that could make even the strongest muggle criminal shoved into solitary confinement to break. The waterfall sounded dim in the area where the new wall that she was confined to was located. Silvermane's long and slender fingers tapped against his table. On his fingers, a ring that formerly belonged to Lucious Malfoy, one of the Dark Lord's horcruxes which he got from disposing of Miss Bellatrix Lestrange, and finally a ring which bore the crest of the Silvermane family, proud and majestic. With dim eyes, he looked over her. Her form was starting to sag and weaken. There was a noticable spot forming on her pants and her voice was beginning to fade, not much but just a little. These were the types of things he was noticing. He let her beg and plead him for a few minutes longer. All he wanted to know right now was information. He had checked to see if she had any wires on her, any communication to the outside world, and for all he knew, she was clean. However, should he get the information he needed, he would take care of them himself. Finally, after about an hour or two, which for her must have seemed like an eternity, he spoke. Where are your friends and where is the location of the headquarters. His tone was very calm. He knew she must be close.
Thread: The Dark Order (HP RP: Retro and Atom)

The silence was worse for her. If he had made a sound, had argued with her even then she would have been able rage out in his direction. Then she would have been able to ignore, to a slight extent, the painful pulse that was going through her body. The seconds crawled by painfully slow. Blood sounded louder and louder inside of her ears until the sound of the waterfall and birds. Her breathing caught in her chest as she yelled, begged, and demanded that he let her free. It did not take long for her vigor to turn into sobs of frustration and of desperate need. This was more sadistic than the things she had been told. Death Eaters had been known for their abject and wanton cruelty. Never had she imagined that one would stoop to using sexual arousal to twist information from their captives. The amount of time that had passed was unknowable to her. It had to still be early within the day. The sun was still warm and the breeze only held a slight coolness. Her puss had soaked through her pants at that point and a large wet spot was completely visible. She could feel the wet material of her pants pressed against legs. What she wanted to do was meet his calm tone and horrible question with fire. Her friends were the only thing that she had. Her family had disowned her. Even though she could not see him, she lifted her head in his direction. A tongue came out to lick at her full, yet dry lips. I I Her voice sounded truly pathetic. I cant. Theyre all Ive got, those people. I promised to protect them! Truly she sounded miserable.
Thread: The Dark Order (HP RP: Retro and Atom)

How cute. She didn't want to rat her friends out because they were her family. Silvermane, of course, was not going to let that answer fly. She could just stay in a state of frustration and need for the rest of time as far as he was concerned. Besides, what the hell was she going to do, she was as helpless as a fucking muggle child. Silvermane never bought on to the idea that the muggles were inferiors to be perfectly frank, he merely joined the cause because. Well, his reasons were his own. Moving slowly to her, he knelt down next to her and with his long, slender, and pale fingers touched her inner right leg, moving it in a sensual motion, taking great care to get close but not too close to her throbbing area. His hand was wet with her juices and now, with his touch, he was just tantalizing her. Teasing her, making her in that much more frustration. He had truthfully never used the potion for this long, so he had to commend the girl that she was doing a fine job of resisting, but it was only going to get worse. The once fiery redhead was miserable now. Pathetic even. All becaue she wouldn't disclose the location of her friends. She was once so proud, yet once she had met him for the first time, all things had changed it seemed. The man almost looked at her with pity. Almost. However, he needed the information and he couldn't let her move on without it. I am afraid I need that information. He said with a sigh as his hand moved ever so close. It wasn't as though he liked this. Well, he did, but that was beside the point. He wanted that information so he could squash another rebellion. Granted, this was a new type of interrogation he was working with, and the potion could be much more powerful. If need be, he would take things down that route. If it were up to him, this little group would be squashed that evening, and Roslyn would help him do so. It was not a hard thing to do and they didn't stand much of a chance. Even if they went into hiding, Silvermane would find them.
Thread: The Dark Order (HP RP: Retro and Atom)

Roslyn bit down on her lip. Sweat rolled down her face and she strained against the chains again. Of course this did not do anything to help her. Instead the metal bit into her wrist and ankles, causing temporary pain. A pain that did not match the agony that beat itself in hungry thumps and rumbles, not by a long shot, and she growled at him. The touch against her thigh made things a thousand times worse. Her eyes clenched tightly together and she trembled from desperation. The fire licked desperately inside of her and it felt as if she was burning from the inside out. Damn you! she whined. She wanted the words to be sharp but with that potion pumping through her veins, all she could manage was a rather pitiful sound. There are different ways to get information! Why this way? What is the matter with you!? Her lips twisted. Damn him? Damn her for being so weak minded! The Imperius curse could easily be brushed off by someone with a will such as Roslyns when she wasnt being thoroughly terrorized, the Cruciatus Curse was just as easily dealt with, even the Killing Curse would be welcomed with open arms at this point, but this was too foul to be ignored. Why, she was shocked that he didnt have a supply of Veritaserum for such purposes. Then again he probably took pleasure in causing as much despair and pain. Just a little rub, she pleaded suddenly. It wont take much now. Just a touch, I am sure.
Thread: Gangster Pairings (23-12-12)

RE 3 Story Ideas Added Nazi x Demon and Race Car Drivers .
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RE Gangster x Boss's Daughter Intro Removed Nazi x Demon . Added Gangster x Boss's Daughter .
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RE Wolverine x Jean Grey Removed Gangster x Boss's Daughter Added Wolverine x Jean GreyEmma Frost
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RE WolverineBatman Plots Added Batman vs. Gotham
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RE Szymanski's RQ Thread Two new ideas added, and everything else has been removed.
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RE Szymanski's RQ Thread Another re-vamp. Resistance Fighter idea added.
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RE Szymanski's RQ Thread There must be someone out there who doesn't just want to RP about sex... right?
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RE The Resistance Fighter Female Needed New Idea. Young Female Resistance Fighter x Older Male Resistance Fighter.
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RE Cowboy Pairings Need Female Back in a cowboy mood again!
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RE Cowboy Pairings Need Female New pairings...
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RE CowboyComic Pairings Need Female I'll do the CowboyFemale Outlaw with you.
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RE CowboyComic Pairings Need Female Sent you a PM
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Trying this out again.
Thread: Few Days

I'm going to be gone from today until possibly Sunday. The length of my absence depends entirely on if my plans change or not. Also It might NOT be an absence if I can get internet to work. But I just wanted to warn my partners. 33 Replies when I return.
Thread: Starting a new pack (Me &  My_Apocalypse_Pony)

Loping through the dense woods Sayer felt his body growing tired. He had been on the run for the past three days after escaping from the hunters who had captured him. His species had been hunted to near extinction over the centuries and were still being pursued. If he hadn't set out to find a mate to help bring new blood to his pack he might not have been found out. However now he was in unknown territory, far from his pack or even an area he recognized. The smell of his blood seeping from his wounds filled his nose but he could still smell them, their rank evil smell following him. Stumbling over a small log he crashed to the ground. It was now at the point he had to find someone to help him and tend his wounds. The blasted hunters had cut him with silver knives and some poison was keeping his powers from healing them. Picking his body up he dragged himself on. Eventually Sayer emerged from the woods and saw what seemed to be a converted farm. Unsure how the occupants would react to finding a exceptionally large wolf near dying at their door he decided to risk it. He was out of options. Getting closer he could smell a multitude of animals in the home, dogs, cats, rabbits, even horses from what must be a stable behind the main building. Crawling up onto the porch he saw a sign that explained all the smells. It was a vets office, just his good luck to emerge there. Collapsing at the door his large coal black body barely moved with his shallow breath. Staring at the door he whimpered hoping someone would hear and come help him.
Thread: Little Things That Make You Smile

Kind of like the other one except rather than things that bother you, put down things that you enjoy delights, guilty pleasures, shadenfreude, etc. Delight That heavy thumping noise a kickass pair of boots makes when walking on some types of flooring.
Thread: Little Things That Make You Smile

Dogs, natural blonds, when people smile at you for no reason other than to be polite, when people hold the door open for me, Jonne Aaron and William Beckett, when someone signs on and ims me right away makes me feel special, nicknames, late night drives in downtown Toronto especially in winter and Christmas in particular, winter in general, babies, those rare moments where I spend time with the fam and we aren't at each other's throats, a tall glass of coke or pepsi with lots of ice, chocolate milk, a crisp autumn afternoon, when I hear people speaking Italian, Finnish or Swedish, Sara 3... There's probably a lot more but that's all I can think of for now. P
Thread: Little Things That Make You Smile

Tabletop role play night with the guys! Tonight is gonna be great but no one has answered my e-mail to let me know what campaign we're playing. .
Thread: Little Things That Make You Smile

When I log on to WoW after a long absence and my time hasn't expired. xD
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When my creative abilities wake the fuck up, and let me create.
Thread: Little Things That Make You Smile

The leaked Winnipeg Jets logo.
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When I go to reply to an RP, and the words simply flow through my fingertips instead of having to think after every sentence.
Thread: Little Things That Make You Smile

A good PNR ParaNormal Romance novel. Cold, blustery days. Halloween. Pumpkin pie. Snow. My laptop! MY KIDS!!!!!!!!
Thread: Little Things That Make You Smile

When my fwb - whose in a relationship - mentions how in the future I need to blow him while he plays Mortal Kombat. Lml.
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When the toilet paper roll is empty, but you have a spare under the sink. Talk about crisis averted.
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When I get some unexpected 'me' time when I least expected it.
Thread: Little Things That Make You Smile

When I come home to discover that my new roommates have finally moved their random boxes of assorted crap out of my kitchen. I can cook in peace again!
Thread: Little Things That Make You Smile

When I find the name of that song on the radio I've been jammin' to for weeks.
Thread: Little Things That Make You Smile

Listening to songs that work well with the anime that they open for.
Thread: Little Things That Make You Smile

RoryN said The leaked Winnipeg Jets logo. Click to expand... The new arm-patch is pretty spiffy, I just think it's funny how hard they're trying to tie it in with the Canadian air-force
Thread: Little Things That Make You Smile

Mirran said The new arm-patch is pretty spiffy, I just think it's funny how hard they're trying to tie it in with the Canadian air-force Click to expand... I'm really fond of that aspect of it, actually. A logo that means something in connection to and as a representation of the city the club is from. I've heard talk of them possibly using chevrons on the jerseys to represent the different team ranks - like Captain and Assistant - which would be really cool.
Thread: Little Things That Make You Smile

Cable knit sweaters and Union Jack socks.
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Fresh, authentic Chinese food. Nothing else quite tastes like a fresh plate of Mongolian Beef prepared by a true Chinese chef.
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When two amazing voice actors in a game I love voice act in another game I love. 3
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Steven Blum. Noone's got a cooler voice than Spike Spiegel D
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Go the Fuck to Sleep as read by Samuel L Jackson.
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Getting a happy meal at McDonalds in your 30's.
Thread: Little Things That Make You Smile

RetroWitchcraft said Go the Fuck to Sleep as read by Samuel L Jackson. Click to expand... I absolutely love listening to that.
Thread: Little Things That Make You Smile

A delicious and home-made full-course breakfast... at lunch time.
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Iced coffee.
Thread: Royal secret (Skeith)

Name Darius mellforth real name Alana mellforth Age 19 Appearance As a guy As a girl Since birth Alana has been forced by her father to dress and act as a male, on order to make their country believe a male heir had been born to the royal family. until found out I will be playing as a guy Darren yawned as he walked down the hallway to the dining hall for breakfast. His maid had awoken him without entering his room, as any and all servants were warned not to. He had come up with the excuse of not wanting servants to see his morning problem in order to cover up his true secret. When he arrived at the dining hall he noticed his father and mother on opposite ends of the table as usual.
Thread: Family Blackmail (looking for people)

I was watching this hentai manga that got me hooked and wanted to do a rp based on it. It is around a mistress that buys out the liberty of a family in exchange of having the entire family as sex slaves. I mean father, mother, the daughter and the son. She brings two of her own slaves to help her out with this and stays at their house. At first I will look only for the family members and the slaves to her but if things get big I might bring school friends and other people. These are the roles I need to fill out Female Mistress- Black Rose Male Slave- Kamina Female Slave- Mother- Snowe Father- Daughter- StickyFun Daughter 2- Dahaka Son- SpecialKay Let me know in case any of you want to fill up these positions and then I will post the skeleton for the profile.
Thread: Family Blackmail (looking for people)

I'd be willing to play either of the children or the Mother. I think Son is probably gonna go early, daughter too. So, is there any chance I could reserve the mother?
Thread: Family Blackmail (looking for people)

yep you are reserved gentlemen
Thread: Family Blackmail (looking for people)

May I be the son?
Thread: Family Blackmail (looking for people)

I would like to be the daughter please
Thread: Family Blackmail (looking for people)

I coulld play one of the slaves she brings with her, male or female whatever you need more