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Thread: role plays seeking men

and up again
Thread: role plays seeking men

moving up, with a new idea
Thread: role plays seeking men

moving up
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demented-tiger said moving up Click to expand... Just saw your thread and I'm interested in a role play if you're still looking. The hitchhiker, Mechanic, Hot for Teacher and Gym Partners caught my eye. I'd love to do one of those with you.
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I would like to try the mechanic one, please!
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Because of PM restrictions on this site, I will no longer accept roleplay requests via PM. PM is for discussing plots only
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Hi girl! Our tastes make us very compatible. I'm very flexible, but if I must suggest something I'd say I'm an unhappily married father, soon to become separated. One of the biggest issues that I have with my wife is her resentment, jealousy, and lack of compassion for you, our almost 18 yr old daughter. I'm starting to think that you and I may have a strange mutual affinity for each other... Let me know what you think of it and of my profile, if that's okTy.
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We could work out a tentacle RP. PM me?
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I'm interested in the Country girl in the City or the Bodyguard A kind mature older gentlemen is the perfect role for me to play.
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Hi. I wouldn't mind doing the hot for teacher, or bodyguard plot
Thread: LF FxF or FxM for extreme rp

Bump Bump
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Le Bump
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Still looking, especially female characters.
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hmm. Not realy my cup of tea, however the 13 should be changed to 15 due to a new age cap.
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Duely noted. I wasn't aware of the age cap change. I'll change it momentarily. Thanks for the heads-up
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no problem. I have been banned form a site in the past due to a rule change i was unaware of. So when i notice it I will let that person know.
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I try not to get banned from sites, especially ones I enjoy. I'm a good girl, despite wanting to be treated like I'm bad But, this isn't a discussion thread, sooo, thanks again for the heads-up
Thread: The Onomatopoeia Assistance Thread

I am drawing a comic and for whatever reason my brain has difficulty interpreting sounds appropriately. This will not be the first time I ask for help in regards to this, so I figured I'd go ahead and make a whole thread about it. So, I've got a guy tied up and sitting in a chair. His hands are tied behind his back and he's pulling at them and struggling with them a little bit. You know that sound that rope makes when you pull at it like that, when it rubs against itself a little? I came up with stritch and creak. Do those fit? Anybody have any other ideas?
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stritch and creak are good though I think I found a site for you that might help identify what you're looking for... Hope this helps
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Omg.... That's fucking cool! Thanks, Raz!
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Heh, not a problem. Glad I could be of assistance
Thread: Penitentiary - Mad Hatter's Cell

Located inside the Penitentiary next to Harley's cell.
Thread: Penitentiary - Mad Hatter's Cell

Name Nickname Jervis Tetch AKA Mad Hatter Attire x Location Mad Hatter's Cell Tagging Whoever he can seeis speaking to Time Whatever time it is IN Rp not real life Sexual Orientation Heterosexual Jervis had been quite calm today. He began his 176th reading of Through the Looking Glass this morning, as he sipped on some Chai Tea and giggled lightly to himself. He had been rewarded for good behavior yesterday for not having one incident in a full month. Things were starting to look up for Tetch. He had gotten used to the madness of Arkham and became accustomed to its screams and wails. He didn't care much for the guards, because they seen him as weak and would often batter him for fun. But last month was a breakthrough. He had started to learn to live without Alice. Footsteps echoed through the halls, and he could hear shouts about the return of Crane. One of these guards happened to make it business to talk to Jervis. Hey Hatter! You'd better be on your best behavior tomorrow! That news broad you obsess over is paying the ward a visit today. If you even look at her wrong, I'll put you in the Croc cell for 3 days! he huffed as walked by. Alice? Alice is coming tomorrow?! His eyes widened as he dropped his tea mug. When it shattered, so too did his new found sanity. ALICEEEEEEEEEEEE! AHHH! AHHH! NOBODY TOLD ME SHE WAS COMING! he screamed as he picked up a glass shard of his mug and hid it under his bed for safekeeping. You've come back to me. I always knew you would. he whispered to himself, a plot starting to form in his head.
Thread: Penitentiary - Harley's Cell

Located in the Penitentiary three cells down from Crane - next to Mad Hatter's cell.
Thread: Penitentiary - Harley's Cell

Harleen Quinzell Nickname Harley Quinn Attire Attire Location Arkham Asylum Tagging herself Time Rp time Sexual Orientation Straight It was always fun to watch people come in and out. Mostly the big guys, there gave the guards a harder time than others. But it was different when it was someone like her. The loud buzzing sounds of hallway security doors opening and closing was enough to startle any inmate that is lost in their own happy world. Blaring orders from the meat head guards echoed in the hallways. Harley, comfortable in her niceoff white cell, was laying on her bed in the middle of the room. Hanging upside down and humming to herself. Her lips loudly chewing gum. The underside of her bed littered with chewed up bits of gumit was one of the only things she was allowed to have as a treat for good behavior. Her long blonde hair tied up in messy pig tails on her head. The sound of the shouting and opening doors made her jump. WOAH! She yelped and fell off her bed and only the hard floor. She wore a loose fitting jump suit of the ugliest orange. She moaned and rubbed her back and bottom. Only to hear men yelling in the hallway. Hopping up she peered out her very small cell door window and into the hallway. There, was Crane, having his mask ripped off his head. The blood dripping down his face. She winched, Mangezze.hit the guy alittle harder why dontca.He is only so big, gawd. She said to herself. Those blue eyes looking out the window as they tossed him into his cell. As they passed one tapped on her window. STEP AWAY FROM YOUR DOOR He snapped as Harley disappered back into her room as she made face at him where he couldnt see her. Big bully She hissed, waiting till they were gone she peeked back out the window. She could not see Cranes cell it was just alittle to far down. She looked at the air vent, but just leaned back against the door. The urge to talk to someone was driving her crazy. Blowing a bubble she popped it and sighed.
Thread: Penitentiary - Harley's Cell

Harleen Quinzell NicknameHarley Quinn AttireAttire Location Arkham Asylum Tagging Herself Time8pm Sexual Orientation Straight Harley didnt except Edward to hear her, and she had just happened to hear him in the quiet of the halls. She knew they could hear each other a bit, but nothing like being side by side. She sighed softly and closed her eyes, pulling her ears to listen to the boys down the hall. Then, Jonathans shouting and catty answer to Edward made her smile brightly. A laugh coming from her as she shook her head. Doctor Crane? She giggled to herself, Please, just keep holding on to that Jonathanwhatever makes you feel better. A snicker left her lips as she laid her ear against the door. She didnt say that loud enough for anyone to hear. Even Hatter her neighbor. But it did make her want to roll in a fit of laughter, as she held it in. just listening to the hall, really wanting to know the answer to the riddle.
Thread: Penitentiary - Harley's Cell

Harleen Quinzell NicknameHarley Quinn Attire Orange jump suit Location Her call Tagging Herself. Time Jan. 9, evening Sexual Orientation Straight Harley could hear the guards and a few orderlies coming into the hall way, as she sighed. Her thoughts had been lost on the Joker as she stared up at her white prison walls. She would slowly sit up as she heard the people talking in the hallway. It was about the be fun in there as Jonathan was about to be forced into those happy orange jump suit. She sighed, they all couldnt stand being caged. Moving, she laid herself down in her bed and covered herself with her cover, just a sheet. Rolling onto her side, she listened to the chatter of inmates, and the soon struggled a few cells over. She wanted out, not just for her love, but just to be out. And she knew the other did too. But, Her and Jervis could not be the only ones to take on the guards at Arkham. Edward was right, they would be over powered. Harley would get farther she knew, but not by much if she ran into the..big guards that like to toss her around like a rag doll. She sighed, if they wanted out.they would all have to get out together. Perhaps, she could talk to the others..and with their help, they would plan something. It was a long shot but it was worth a try. She would have to speak to them when she could
Thread: Penitentiary - Harley's Cell

Harleen Quinzell NicknameHarley Quinn Attire Orange jump suit Location Her call Tagging Herselfanyoneif anyone to hear her Time Jan. 9, evening Sexual Orientation Straight The sounds of struggle never came, the sounds of Jonathan being smashed into the walls never came..But, the sound of muffled talking as the guards were not yelling at him. Then, the sounds of screaming orderlies.this made Harley smiled as she sat up in her bed. Kicking off the covers in a flash as she was up and on her toes to look out the window of her door. The orderlies had ran screaming down the hallway, tripping over their own legs and banging into the walls as they screamed and ran. A sparkle came to Harleys eyes as she jumped up and down at the door. Her blonde hair bobbing as she did, her laughter filled the hallway as she giggled at their pain. It was always hilarious to watch. Hahah! Yall scared of an itty bitty guy?! Where ya goin?! She shouted at the orderlies now far down the hallway. To funny Crane!! She shouted, as she turned from her door, shaking her head as she giggled. Tonight has been way to busy!..
Thread: Penitentiary - Harley's Cell

Harleen Quinzell NicknameHarley Quinn Attire Orange jump suit Location Her cell Tagging Herselfanyone that may hear her. Time Jan. 9, evening Sexual Orientation Straight Harley could hardly hear Jonathan speaking to Edward, but she had heard his question. She used it to make Jervis think about something else than his escape plan, which.she was still pondering. She would stretch her arms over her head and yawned. .Really Crane? she said out loud, unsure if anyone heard her. Mostly speaking to herself but loud enough that in the quiet hall it maybe heard, as she crawled back into bed, Sure, Give Eddy the easy ones. She snickered and slipped back into her bed and closed her eyes. The fun was over the evening. She could hear Edward and Jonathan talking quietly, but couldnt make out to much of their conversation as she yawned. Laying down on the hard bed as she pulled the sheet around her and snuggled up to her old dirty pillow. Slowly, she pulled out a tiny doll. It looked almost like a voodoo doll as she hugged it tight and closed her eyes. She was sweet when she wasntlosing it. Her mind wondered onto Jervis in the next cell.she could hear him and the noises he made. Perhaps, just maybe.they could get out. The sheer thought made her smile with glee. But that would have to wait till morning
Thread: Penitentiary - Harley's Cell

Harleen Quinzell NicknameHarley Quinn Attire Orange jump suit Location Her cell Tagging Herself Time Jan. 9, evening Sexual Orientation Straight Harley giggled at the comment of Crane having a hearing problem. She covered her mouth so she didnt laugh out loud, and to stop herself from making a mean comment. The Riddler was cracking her up tonight. Sighing, she took a deep breath. He said good night, and she heard him. With a sigh she then laid her head down on her pillow and closed her eyes. A smile still on her face, those boys were such spit fires it made things so interesting. Snuggling her voodoo doll under her arm as she curled up on the bed and brought her knees to her chest. Night boys. She said, but not loud enough for any of them to hear her, Night puddin. She said, most definitely to herself as she started to fall asleep to the distant sounds of screams of other inmates, and insane rambling. It was like soothing music now a days.
Thread: Penitentiary - Harley's Cell

Harleen Quinzell NicknameHarley Quinn Attire Orange jump suit Location Her cell Tagging Herself Time Jan. 10am Sexual Orientation Straight The morning came to Harley, there was no windows in her cell so she didnt know really know what time it was. The days just seemed to blend together. The only thing that timed out the morning was the sound of an alarm that rang out at 10am. The inmates didnt have to wake, but it was just an alarm to keep time for everyone even the guards and doctors. The noise made her jump as she flipped over onto her back, her eyes huge as she took a few deep breaths. Not out of shockbutshe just took a moment to look around at her white walls. Gritting her teethas she raised her hands and ran her hands though her matted hair. She was tired of looking this way. Her hair was always a mess, her make up was gone, and her eyes had dark circles under them. She laid there for the longest time with her hands on her head and stuck in her hair. Breathing slowly, the mornings were always the hardest times. To wake up, and still be stuck here in this hell hole. Leaving dreams was.painful. For awhile she just laid there, relaxing herself. For if she didnt was more than likely going to do something that would get her in isolation. It wasnt till the sound of her door being messed with made her sit up. She stared at it.unsure of what was going to come in. It was early, it might be the nurses and guards with the daily rounds of medicine. She never took them.she knew what they were.But as the door opened it was just some guards. And the young guard that had spoken to her the other night. They had come cuffs out. Come on Harleen, its time for Recreation He said Get up and turn around. Slowly she got out of the bed. There were two huge guards behind himshe looked them overher eyes lingering on the night sticks they carried and the tasers. Shed do anything to get her hands on them. As she sat on the edge of her bed, she would pull her hair ties off her wrists and pulled her hair into two messy pigtails. Once finished, she got off the bed and turned her back to the guards. Exits to hallway to recreation room She felt the cold metal wrapped around her wrists as they turned her and guided her out of the cell and into the hallway. Walking her down to the recreation room. Youre being a very good girl The guard said to her as she turned her lip into a sneer. Ill show you good girl She mumbled as the group made their way to the recreation room. Exits to recreations room
Thread: Breakout! (Story, Chapter 1 - Crash)

The journey was about to begin. Each of the inmates had been checked out of his cell, put in prison fatigues, and marched out onto the tarmac, to where the van waited. The driver was already behind the wheel. He seemed disinterested in the goings-on. A couple of times, he had given the inmates a disgusted look, like this was a shit-wagon and they were the load of excrement in the tank. As the prisoners were marched out, handcuffed in front, with leg-shackles, they were assembled in a line. Two prison guards stood about twenty feet away with rifles. A female guard stepped out about eight feet in front of them. My name is Erica, she said, clearly and professionally. As you are no doubt aware, you are being transported to the Lone Tree Penitentiary, there to begin serving your respective sentences. The trip is expected to take approximately two and one-half hours. She paced in front of them. I have no information on your accommodations or cell assignments at the prison. You'll learn those at orientation, at Lone Tree. This trip can be as pleasant or as painful as you would like. Respect me and I'll do likewise to you. Give me a hard time, and I can more than return the favor. She turned a bit to reveal pepper spray, Taser and shock baton in her belt. The State pays me just the same either way. During the trip, you will remain handcuffed, and one of your leg-shackles will be chained to a metal bar running down the length of the back of the van. I understand that you probably really don't want to go where we're going. I don't hold that against you. You may have thought about pulling the old 'sick prisoner' trick to try and gain an opportunity to escape. Sorry, no such luck. Even if one of you gets sick, no matter how badly, the journey to Lone Tree goes on. Under no circumstances will anyone be permitted to leave the van until we are in the secured new arrivals yard at Lone Tree. The medtechs will check you out there. The same goes for bathroom breaks--there are none. You had the chance to use the toilet moments ago. If you have to piss or shit, hold it. If you can't hold it, you do it right there, in your clothes, in your seat. I tell you this so you can avoid wasting everyone's time and energy. Any questions?
Thread: Breakout! (Story, Chapter 1 - Crash)

RE Breakout! Chapter 1 - Crash John looked around to see who he was getting shipped off with, an to find out if he knew an of his other transportees, if only by their rep. Maze was the one the stood out the most to him, the guy was as close to being a Psycho as John was, but John had him beat in that area, the doctor gave up trying to diagnose what mental problems he had, as it seemed that he was toying with them and all the test were inconclusive, or maybe he had so many that it was a crap shoot to narrow them down to a small list. The other two he did not know, not from his cell block, he might know something about them if he knew what their names were, but he was not about to ask, he was just going to stay quite, bide his time an wait till he had an opportunity to do something. As for him, he was pretty sure people would know who he was, his hand were not something he could hide and if any one knew his rep, would know on sight who he was when they saw his hands. two very badly scalded hand from having scalding hot water poured on then while he was young. he still could us his hands with not trouble, but he could not hide the burns, not with out a pair of gloves.
Thread: Breakout! (Story, Chapter 1 - Crash)

RE Breakout! Chapter 1 - Crash Alex was having a good day to be honest with you. He never had a problem in the yard, no fools who try to pull stunts at the mess hall and he was a little surprise that showers went by smoothly compared to what's on the tv. Free place to stay, gym membership, books AND internet plus he didn't do that dumb shit like cleaning up on the side of the road, no picking rocks or making licence plates why didn't he take the heat for his boss years ago. the only problem was that where wasn't women around hell most of the women here looked like dykes to him anyway so he wasn't going to touch that shit. He been busting nuts we he needed to avoid blue balls and not jumping at something even remotely womanly unlike one of the immates he saw fucking jello that he made in his toliet. Masturbation can only get you so far until it's just not the same. Seeing this Erica was like a breath of fresh air to him even if he was only short lived he can use her image for later on for where ever he was going. Yea I got a question are they transporting our possions to the jail we are going to as well? It going to be a pain in the ass to get relase only to get a ride to come back here to pick up my clothes and wallet. It wasn't the fact that he cared about his things as he cared if there was going to be another car following them, it not that he didn't understand why compared to John and Maze, Alex was a fucking boy scout. He could see Maze doing some fucked up shit with him wildin out at his trial. Then again you always have to watch out for the quiet ones and John was for sure not a talker and you will never know what is going on inside his head so a close but safe distance was on when ever he was around him.
Thread: Breakout! (Story, Chapter 1 - Crash)

RE Breakout! Chapter 1 - Crash Freestylechamp said Yea I got a question are they transporting our possions to the jail we are going to as well? It going to be a pain in the ass to get relase only to get a ride to come back here to pick up my clothes and wallet. Click to expand... Erica nodded. Your personal possessions will be transported in another vehicle in the next day or two. I can't guarantee you'll be allowed to have access to them. Policies are different at Lone Tree than at County. But they'll be safe and returned to you when you get out, regardless.
Thread: Breakout! (Story, Chapter 1 - Crash)

RE Breakout! Chapter 1 - Crash Martin sat in the back corner, sitting by himself, perfectly quiet as he looked around himself. His eyes focused looking like that of a wolf whom was currently caged. He didn't need to tell anyone anything of those whom happened to be around him at that moment. He knew that this trip would be taken with the worst of the worst, and thus, the group would be filled with people whom you had to be as careful around as possible. He could tell the degree of insanity in most of them was rather high as well. He listened to the comments by the guard, and the others, He wasn't happy that the items they would normally have were on a different vehicle, meaning out of his reach, but he would adapt, figure something out. He was good at that type of thing, blend in, be no one, figure out lay of the land, and then do what you needed to do, to advance yourself. He figured if he did that, no matter where he was, it would work out decently.
Thread: Breakout! (Story, Chapter 1 - Crash)

RE Breakout! Chapter 1 - Crash Alex nods Alright then since all of the pleasantries are out the way can we just get on with it. He was getting slightly irrated by not being able to do anything being chained to everyone else. I have all day to rot in a jail cell the lease you guy could do will be a little speedy about it, These cuffs can't stay on forever.