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Thread: When the Prey of Men find the Predator Within (translucentfeathers &  xanaphia)

Blair Sierra sighed, finding she was quite fond of how that name tasted upon her tongue. She almost breathed a sigh of relief that Blair the vampire was real, or that at the very least, her pleasant fantasy was continuing for a few moments longer. The sun was rising now, painting the sky purple and pink and orange, illuminating the wastes, and highlight how desolate it was. Sierra was pleased not to find anyone else out here with them, enjoying the feel of the wind in her hair and the lovely company beside her. Your home huh? Sierra repeated, stealing a sidelong glance at her companion. She had heard tales of the great vampire city, but she hadnt ever seen it with her own eyes. She had hid in the outskirts of the human settlements, slipping through the fingers of one warlord or another. She supposed it wasnt surprising that things werent any safer for her to the south. Things werent safe for her anywhere, unless she and likeminded women set up their own settlement, free from the men and neck biters. Well, maybe not all the neck biters Everything Is dangerous, Sierra said with a sigh, as Blair tried to warn her about visiting the city. But even with everything she pulled off the men who attacked her, she had about a week of supplies, possibly less. I dont see much of a choice, and if you could help me get in and out with trouble, I certainly would appreciate it. Still not sure how I am going to repay these favors you are doing me, Sierra noted with a weak laugh, appreciating the way her dark hair billowed with the momentum of the car lurching forward. So, what were you doing out here in the wilds? Just looking for food? Sierra asked, making conversation as the dull landscaped passed them by. Aside from the beauty of sunrise, there wasnt much to see out here, and it left Sierra with just one direction to look at.
Thread: When the Prey of Men find the Predator Within (translucentfeathers &  xanaphia)

Well, I can get you in and out, she nodded with a slight smirk twisting up her lips in the corners. As to whether or not there will be trouble? That is not all within my controk, Blair added with a slight shrug. If we enter the city with you as my potential new captive or slave , the word left bitterness on her tongue, Then you should be left alone as long as you appear to be under my ownership. We should hide the vehicle a few miles outside of the walls though and approach on foot. Blair glsnced over, unsure as to how this free wild hearted woman would feel about the concept of even pretending to be owned by one of her kind. Once we leave we can retrieve it and continue on if you would like, or part ways if you prefer. When Sierra asked why Blair had been wandering she paused, glancing down at the hole filled floor boards under her feet. Got tired of it, she said with a slight shrug. All of the push and claim for old glory. The demands for us to ascribe to a certain way of life. They sit on their gilded thrones behind this high wall acting superior for being able to dominate a slave, for being able to abuse and break the will of someone who has nothing left and already has given up. She shook her head, her amber eyes becoming a little hard. They act so hard but half of them can't remember what it is like when they were younger or first turned and required to leave the city and find or capture their first human to bring back, she said with a shake of her head. They are in some ways no better than your human men, she said easily. I hate it and travel outside the city limits to see things. I only kill to defend myself and feed, she said, casting a side glance to the woman, As needed. Normally a feeding doesn't end in such violence and loss of control...it had been almost a week though and I was losing my grip. That and the thought of those men attempting to debase the woman next to her had left her feeling gutted. Blair shrugged though and crossed a long slender leg over the other as she winced at the horizon. The sun wasn't quite as lethal as it had been for her kind centuries ago, and she was covered enough to keep her pale skin from too much exposure as it would sometimes leave a red burn on the flesh, the weaker a vampire was or the longer it had been for them between meals, higher chance it could do dangerous damage. If she hadn't fed back at the ruins, she had little doubt there would be a chance this sunrise could have been her last with no shelter or food.
Thread: When the Prey of Men find the Predator Within (translucentfeathers &  xanaphia)

You Slave? Sierra repeated, with a raised eyebrow. Then she let out a chuckle. As long as its just pretend She continued with a smirk. She couldnt help but imagine what it would be like, to really be her slave. Sierra had always fought so hard for her independence, the thought of being a slave was repulsive to her and yet, she might not mind so much if Blair were the one in control? Oh she doubted very much she would enjoy it in the long term, but every now and again? She cleared her throat, trying to clear the dirty thought from her mind, focus on what the vampire was saying to her. Bearing her feelings, her heart to Sierra. Hey, you cant help the way you need to live. And I cant complain about the way you killed the men who would have Sierra stopped herself, gripping the steering wheel tightly, as she thought about it. The things they would have done to herher own impotence made her angry. She found herself jealous of Blair, jealous of her power, jealous that she did not fear the men the way Sierra did. The way Sierra had to. Sierra may have killed two of them, but there were plenty more to hold her down and hurt her. But Blair? She ripped them apart. They stood hardly a chance against her. In was awe inspiring and maddening at the same time. You were incredible Sierra admit, voice low almost reverent. II honestly dont know what I would have done without you. Probably try to kill myself, before they could take me back to the settlements. Sierra was shocked by the words escaping her lip, pouring out like a torrent, unable to hold back the flood of emotions. You dont owe me anything but you saved me. Not just from the men, though you definitely saved my ass there. ButI was dying there. Not sure how or why but I was dying. I needed something, something more, in this dead world. I dont even know what I am saying now. I know this is a lot to put on someone. Someone I just met and was pointing a gun at not too long ago. But I would travel anywhere with you, Blair. I havent felt so alive in my entire life.
Thread: When the Prey of Men find the Predator Within (translucentfeathers &  xanaphia)

Blair shook her head quickly with a small smile despite the unease she felt at the very thoight of forcing this woman to be subservient to her. It seemed to her as if Sierra had spent enough time submitting to others and had fought hard for her freedom. Trust me, owning a slave has never been appealing for me, she said with tight nod. I don't find any pleasure in forcing another to bend to my wills and needs, but it will require some form of acting as my lesser rather than an equal once we enter the city. If you were to catch another's eye, which there was no doubt in Blair's mind that the beauty and strength Sierra exuded would, And they sense even the slightest hint that I do not have utter control over you as my property? It would open me up for challenges on your ownership. There were indeed risks and they would both be needing to play roles they most likely despised, despite what their world seemed to call them to. Blair heard the raw bitter edge the other woman's next words held, the confession of not knowing what she would have done had Blair not returned. Amber eyes studied the red haired human's beautiful profile for a quiet moment. It was a statement she hadn't thought the other woman would ever have uttered let alone admitted willingly, and it merely attested to how truly hard of a life this Sierra must have led because she was not weak, no, no where near it. Blair pondered her next words carefully, listening to the emotion in the woman's voice next to her, a slight smirk cracking over her features at the reminder of how their initial encounter had gone and their first instinctual reactions to one another had been. There must be some irony in that, never having felt so alive before while in the presence of one of the undead? She asked, tilting her head a bit, tone teasing before she returned her gaze out at the world that sped past them for a moment before continuing. I must say though...you are not alone in your sentiments. I have never been one for companionship or partnerships within the realms of my travels but I find myself looking forward to the idea of your company, as long as you don't pull a gun on me again of course.
Thread: When the Prey of Men find the Predator Within (translucentfeathers &  xanaphia)

Sierra laughed as Blair advised her against pulling a gun on her again. Of course, Mistress , she teased, putting an emphasis on the word, watching for Blairs reaction. She had to admit, it didnt taste terrible upon her tongue, though not as sweet as her name. Blair . She would hear herself calling it out in a moment of passion, Blair drinking the sound from her lips as they writhed together. Did vampires even have sex? She wasnt sure, she had made sure to keep from away from blood drinkers before now. She wondered for a moment what purpose their slaves served. Was it just blood or? She laughed again, distracting herself from fantasy, I am probably going to have to practice that before we get there, arent I? She sighed, brushing away some loose strands of hair from her face. Of course that brought up ideas of practicing with Blair, which feed into more pleasant daydreams. And the thought that Blair wanted to travel with her left her feeling warm, excited. The pleased smile she wore upon her face did not falter as they rode along. They traveled for a few more hours before the walls of the vampire city came into view. It towered over the wastes, high black walls imposing their will upon the landscape. Sierra had never seen it before, but its gothic elegance stood out compared the barbed wire sensibility of the human settlements. It inspired both awe and terror from her, evident in her wide eye gaze. They found some large rocks to hide the vehicle behind. It wouldnt fool anyone who came with twenty feet of it, but it sufficed if you didnt know where to look. It would be about half hour walk to the city, and the sun would have set by then. She pulled up the things she could trade in the city. Half the weapons she pulled off the men, the loose bits of gold and jewelry. The extra sets of tool she pulled from the other two cars, a handful of lighters. Several feet of chains and a grosse of zip ties. She kept everything else tied down in the car and then held her gun. She knew she couldnt take it with her to the city, given the faade they were trying to play off. A slave wouldnt be armed. But it was hard, hard to give up her gun, even for a few hours. It was the first symbol of her defiance, a hard won trophy from the first man who thought he could hurt her, bend her to his will. It was a reminder that she would never go through that again, and a promise that she would save as many women as possible form that fate. It was a part of her, and it felt like an animal chewing off a leg caught in a trap. With a heavy sigh, she hid it under the drivers seat, reminding herself she would retrieve it soon. No matter what. With everything settled, Sierra and Blair made their way to the Vampire City.
Thread: When the Prey of Men find the Predator Within (translucentfeathers &  xanaphia)

Sierra watched Blair pull open the passenger door and grab her shotgun with great interest. She half thought she would shed a grateful tear then Blair strapped it to herself, explaining her reasoning. She had to resist the overwhelming urge to hug the woman, impressed by the Blair seemed to understand her, without even needing to speak. Thank you, She managed to choke out, not hiding her appreciation. She followed all of Blairs instructions, binding herself and cutting her hand, applying the gory bandana to her neck, the blood sticking to her skin as it dried. Sierra was mindful of her eyes as they approached the city. It was a wonder, to be certain, but she was hardly given a chance to truly gaze upon it, given the role she was supposed to play. So she focused on being the dead eyed little slave she was supposed to be. She know how she was supposed to look, she had seen the look many times herself. Women too far gone within their own mind, numbed to the terror inflicted upon them over and over again. She knew a couple warlords liked to keep their harem drugged up, so the withdrawal would prevent them from ever trying to escape. Talon was a monster set apart form even them. He loved the pain and fear in his womens eyes. He would keep them as long as he could garner that reaction, as long as they screamed in agony as he took them. When the fight left their eyes, he passed them off to his men, broken shells of their former vibrancy. Sierra thought of them as she entered the city, though about the horror they had seen in their lives and the resignation to end it all. The introspection, and the guilty and being spared their fate made it easy to put on the mask of a slave. She wore the mask while the vampires did their paperwork. She wouldnt have expected the neck biters to be so meticulous, but she hadnt really any experience with them before Blair. Always seen from a distance, in the throes of bloodlust and madness. Vampires within the city seemed to have a fine grasp of their faculties. More than that, Sierra couldnt ignore the other human slaves making their way through the city. Part of it was keeping in character, watching their expressions and body language for cues on how to act, how to perform her part. Most of it was the sorrow, the sorrow that things werent really different here. So their slaves performed menial tasks instead of living on their backs. Seems things were bad wherever she went. Sierra nodded subtly as Blair checked on her, only slipping out of character for a second. The vampires concern for her well-being was comforting, even as she came face to face with a new, different potential future. But no, not as long as she was with Blair. Blair was different, and Blair represented so much more to Sierra. A chance to find something more in this life. If only they could make it out the city without incident.
Thread: When the Prey of Men find the Predator Within (translucentfeathers &  xanaphia)

Blair felt reassured by Sierra's subtle nod and she jerked on the chain, tugging her restrained wrists as she continued, passing a few masters and their slaves, as her eyes remained subtly trained on the vampires they passed to ensure none took an interest in Sierra as they walked. They made it through the city streets, the large polished stone of the buildings gleamed in the fading light of the say as more and more of her kind began slipping out from their homes, slaves walking alone becoming less and less common, escorted now by their masters if they were out. Blaire reached the dark black door of her home, nestled in the south side of the city in a much quieter district. It was large, her time spent scavanging and bringing back resources and information on the human clan movements earning her hefty monetary rewards and a large home that she rarely frequented. Unlocking the door she yanked Sierra inside, the rough display for anyone who may have followed, or any curious eyes who may have lingered. Once inside she walked over, catching Sierra's wrists to bring to her mouth, using her teeth to snap the tight plastic zip ties that bound her before tossing the restraints aside. Reaching back she loosened the gun off of her back, returning it to Sierra with a small smile before she turned nodding for the red haired woman to follow. Are you hungry, Sierra? She asked as she made her way into the kitchen. Blair paused as she glanced over at the human with a somewhat apologetic look. I may be a bit short on human food, she said briefly as she opened a pantry tugging out a few canned goods. Canned chicken, a can of meatless chili and a jar of spiced peaches was all her search produced. We can get you more once morning comes, for now it would be too dangerous with all of the vampires coming out during the night. Daylight hours will be a bit safer for you-the other slaves would be less likely to notice you aren't truly claimed, she said with a slight shrug, leaning back against a counter as an ankle crossed the other, watching the other woman.
Thread: M's Request [FxM]

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Thread: M's Request [FxM]

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Thread: M's Request [FxM]

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Thread: M's Request [FxM]

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Thread: M's Request [FxM]

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Thread: Looking for GM for lesbian FATE game

Hero's unlimited revised great simple superhero system
Thread: Looking for GM for lesbian FATE game

Madison Parker said Hero's unlimited revised great simple superhero system Click to expand... Following Ron Edwards' GNS theory, I believe a Narrative gaming system would be far more interesting to be used as a tool at a Forum game, both because the different dynamic when compared to a gaming table as well as its stronger links to the literary process and production.
Thread: Looking for GM for lesbian FATE game

How about just using open licensed d20 system?
Thread: Looking for GM for lesbian FATE game

I am not saying that d20 is a bad system, but when you pay some attention you realize it's focused on fight. It is a Gaming system, where the fun part is overcoming balanced challenges in order to upgrade by level, with all mechanics bringing players to the meta gaming. It demands a succession of dice rolls and declarations of talents use. This is the kind of system which demands some skill from the game master to handle for by forum games. The only sad part is that polyhedron d20 does not support much of character's drama itself, demanding it be added apart from game mechanics and having a poor support to deal with that.
Thread: Looking for GM for lesbian FATE game

I play DD 3.5 and roleplaying situations are easily handled just like combat situations. For example you use a skill to try to bluff intimidate or persuade someone yea its a die roll but if the DM feels a character could succeed easily give them circumstantial bonus to the roll or if feel is they shouldn't succeed give them a penalty to roll to ensure the attempt fails.
Thread: Looking for GM for lesbian FATE game

Madison Parker said I play DD 3.5 and roleplaying situations are easily handled just I know how DD works . I already played it. But what I am saying is that there are different compromises for each roleplaying system. We are talking about a game focused on character sheet progression and sense of challenges with a lot of meta gaming involved. Examples are good and you presented a good one. Then create two characters on DD 3rd edition a generic 1st level fighter and a 1st level fighter who lost his young son and is now tormented by this lost, falling into drinking as a escape. Click to expand...
Thread: Looking for GM for lesbian FATE game

Drielle wants FATE, not some other system. FATE is a light story game and most GMs on here run things with more crunch. So I wish you the best of luck Drielle.
Thread: Looking for GM for lesbian FATE game

Drielle said Hello there everyone! From settings I would be comfortable on playing would be Fantasy, modern, Nuns, Schoolgirl, Sorority, future, space, Warhammer 40K, Startrek, Marvel and DC. Honestly, I am not that much into super heroes because translating them to a system is complicated, but if you come up with a good proposal, we may discuss about it. It would be a paradise for GMs who enjoys roleplaying submissive characters! Click to expand... You found your man. How about a game set in a british all girl private school? A place full of mysteries and where the walls of reality is pretty thin and strange things happens and nobody seems to notice? Technical information Refresh4 Aspects Concept Weakeness Why did your parents send you to this school? How are you dealing with the school? And how do you react to the strange vibes which flood the school? Sexual trigger Skills piramid 2 skills in 3 3 skills in 2 4 skills in 1 Stunts 3 That is all
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Thread: Roommates  (Um x WageOfWaste)

It was the start of a new school year at Anaris Academy, the most exclusive, most expensive private school in the country, where the elite sent their children to have the very best education, to make connections with future leaders of countries and companies. There were quite a few new students this year, some coming in the lower years and others in the later years, the children of parents who had only recently come into money for one reason or another, though the reasons for having the money didn't matter, only that they had it. Theo Lisan had been at the school for several years now, ever since his fathers company had become a global power practically overnight after coming up with revolutionary new computing technology that was now used in everything from TVs to Supercomputers. This year it seemed Theo was going to be getting a new roommate, a newcomer to the school. Since Theo had been here for a while it was going to be his responsibility to show the new guy the ropes, help him settle in to life at the school. And rumour had it that the new student was very 'new money', so he probably needed help getting used to being, well, rich. Hm, wonder what he's like... Theo was laying back on his bed, messing around on his phone as he waited for the new student to arrive. Well, I'm sure he'll be cool. He's got me as a roommate after all, so he's gonna be fine Theo grinned slightly to himself.
Thread: Roommates  (Um x WageOfWaste)

Alex was new to the rich life having come from a poor background and a very odd biology that he has managed to hide most of his life. To him the gates of the new school were the pearly white gates of heaven. He saw videos about rich people but to be one even if it was from the lottery made him feel like he was in a dream state. His luggage was being carried by servents as he had just his own bag with him that held more personalized items. Alexander Valentine was now standing among the elite kids in his new life as he walked down the hall looking all over amazed. It was clear as day he was new in more ways than one. As Alex walked down the hall his luggage in tow behind him they came to the room he would be staying in. He had been told that he had a roommate who had been here for a while and that he would be shown around by said person. All Alex could hope for was that the person he would room with was okay with certain things about privacy. Alex was different in more ways than just being rich or poor. His biology was completely out of whack, he was what you'd call a Mherm. While had he a penis and mostly a male body there was a vagina where his balls would be hanging as well as a set of c-cup breasts that he used a variety of methods to keep hidden from simple on lookers. Taking a deep breath Alex knocked on the door before he opened it the knock was to announce his presence as he entered the room. Hello? I'm Alex. I was told I'd be staying in this room. He said as he walked in past the doorway letting the servents come in as well. Just imagine c-cup cause I can't find a good picture to save my life. Plus I like that one it flows with the chars personality.