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Thread: Blonde Just Having Fun

Sent you a pm, Ms. Nicole.
Thread: Blonde Just Having Fun

Sent you a PM as well.
Thread: Blonde Just Having Fun

lmao! At least your thread is quite entertaining to read! You're quite the comedian.
Thread: Blonde Just Having Fun

Hi good to meet you and... Hi, I am Phil, good to meet you. I would very much enjoy younger brother son or brother role-play discussionstory. Average straight guy and hope to be able to connect with you. Just joined tonight...Phil
Thread: Blonde Just Having Fun

I am actually intimidated. Not sure if this is an act or if you are actually this random. I mean are you putting on a show with the Bumpty bumping bump or are you really like that?
Thread: Planet XVII Gladiators

Saw a similar plot discussed as a group RP thread, I'm looking to improve the idea, and execute it better as a one on one. Perhaps once the world is fleshed out by me and another, we will open it up to more writers also, I am an artist, I look forward to drawing characters, settings, etc. that I find interesting from RP. LONG TERM, by weeklyor more if we can schedule a time to sit down and put in a few hours, one on one. Sexual topics to consider slaveforced, rape, beastialityfurry, transgender, futa, bigay, incest. Another space, another time Keep this in mind as the world is a futuristic and Arcadian. Ancient, modern, and future technology blend. aliens and robots are as common here as a horse and cross bow, its all the character and the person portraying them. An example of the look and feel of planet XVII is tatooine from star wars Think ultimate warrior Great combatants are taken from different planets, different times, even different dimensions, so it's all types of classes of fighters and species. Brought to plant XVII to compete in gladiatorial combat! The story has several plot points, and angles to evolve from the battle side of it, the chambers sectionsdown timewhen they are not fighting, as well as civilian, and royalty character tie ins. Characters range from human malefemale, futa, furrywere, middle sexandrogynous, otherkindgenderless anthropomorphic. MOST combatantsmain characters will be either futa, or female, mostly humans. Side characters can also be gladiators, civilian, or royalty and gender is the players choice... Just figured the plot could be more interesting focusing on a certain sect of fighters. Obviously this RP requires one to be able to maintain three or more characters. When not competing The fighters are talking, and bonding around a fire. Forming relationships, and often getting SEXUAL with each other. This is of course just a blue print. Discuss here, or PM me further interest. Male partners are okI'm a MALE, but id prefer a female.
Thread: Something Less Standard

BUMP! Got one of these games going, and it's kind of damn amazing. You should try it, ladies!
Thread: University of Merlin Magics (Solvaris x Kittirai)

Dante received his acceptance letter to the University of Merlin Magics this morning. He read the whole thing 5 or 6 times before it finally sunk in. He had heard that UMM was like Harvard or Princeton but for spell-casters like him. His test results must have been phenomenal to be accepted there. If it were any other wizard college, Dante might have turned them down. He had planned to continue going to mortal colleges with his best friend like he had always done. He had been friends with the girl for years and years. But she couldn't come with him to UMM...she's a mortal. Dante sat on his bed and tried to think of how he could sneak her into college with him. Maybe not as a student, but maybe on campus to live with him in the dorms. But would she even want to come with him? Her life would have to change drastically...and Dante hadn't even told her he was a wizard yet. Depression started to settle in. She probably wouldn't react well to him keeping such a big secret from her. She might even think he had gone insane. In her world, magic wasn't real. Dante stood up from his bed his mind made up. He would tell her he was a wizard. He would tell her that he had been accepted to a prestigious wizard college, and that he would have to leave her behind. He slipped his cellphone out of his pocket and texted her to meet with him in their special place. It wasn't exactly a hiding place. Anyone could get there, but no one ever did. It was a clearing that was surrounded by trees. From the outside, it looked like a thick patch of woods, but no one else knew about the clearing at the center. He and his friend would go there so they could be alone and study together. The place had sentimental value to the both of them, so he figured it would be the perfect place to tell her his secret. Hopefully she would take the news better than he imagined she would.
Thread: University of Merlin Magics (Solvaris x Kittirai)

Winter lay back in the grass staring up at the sky with a small yawn while she waited for him. The lightly tan girl stared up at the clouds, eyes watching the leaves on the trees flutter. Her black hair spread out on the grass under her head, fingers picking at the grass as she lays there her robins egg bluet-shirt pulled tight over her relatively small breasts . Part of her flat some what muscular belly was exposed as she lay back a pair of red track pants hugging her hips as she stretches out her legs again. High school was over, and she knew her friend had a university in mind already, she did as well. She had gotten a track running scholar ship to a school half way across the country, which put it all the way across the country. She sighs softly arching her back a little as she sat up her hair falling around her shoulders down to her mid back. She was gonna try one last time to get him to come with her, he could easily get a scholarship in her school, She had thought about trying to go to his , but she didn't even know the name of it , let alone what he was going to study.
Thread: University of Merlin Magics (Solvaris x Kittirai)

Dante smiled when he saw his friend Winter sprawled on the ground waiting for him. If things were different, he would have just jumped on her and kissed her silly, but he was sure she didn't have those kind of feelings toward him. They had been friends for so long, and she had never given him the impression that she liked him more than a friend. Her runners build was attractive to him, but he would never say so. She might have caught his eyes wandering to her long legs or her sculpted butt, but she hadn't said anything to him if she had. The wind made the leaves rattle and it disguised his footsteps as he got closer. His heart was beating fast. He didn't know how she would react to him telling her he was a wizard. Did you run straight here? He asked sarcastically. He stood to his full 6 ft height and his hazel eyes matched the dimpled smile he gave her. His short brown hair danced with the wind a bit as he looked down at her, his hands on his hips, expecting a sarcastic reply.
Thread: University of Merlin Magics (Solvaris x Kittirai)

She glanced up as he approached and smirked as she sat up. In case you already forgot , running is kinda what i do. She chuckles pulling her fingers through her hair as she rose to pull free a leaf or two. Yeah kinda wanted to talk anyway. You still planning to go to that mystery school of yours? Seriously you should come to Hanaford with me. The place is great.
Thread: Blast From The Past (ChurchxMoon)

Max grew up fairly wealthy, his parents took care of anything he ever needed and fed his desire to write and create things for himself. He was just as surprised as they were when he finished his book and a publisher was actually willing to help him make it into a real thing. He had come out with a couple more books since then, as well as writing a few articles for some high-paying magazines like TIME. Overall he considered himself extremely lucky to have the opportunities that he had and knew it was partly because of his father who seemed to know everybody. By now he lived by himself in a house nestled in the mountains of Colorado, hundreds of miles from where he grew up but he loved the solitude and the nature. In the winter he went skiing and snowboarding and the hikes were beautiful in the spring and summer when all the flowers bloomed. Through all of his success and twenty years of life he was still single and wasn't really looking for anyone. There had been someone but that was a different story and he didn't let himself dwell on it for too long or else he'd go crazy. Max looked down at his speedometer and then checked the signs, he hated the cops around here and it wouldn't do to be late in picking up his best friends' brother. They talked all the time and she had asked a few days ago if he minded keeping her brother for a little while. Max assured her that he had plenty of room to keep him and that he couldn't refuse the girl who had helped him out so much with his life after everything had gone to shit. All he had been told was that her brother really needed to get away and thought the fresh air would do him some good. He was on his phone checking the status of the flight to make sure he wasn't late and that the plane was on time as he walked into the terminal. His friend hadn't been able to come but she said that she had shown her brother a picture of Max so he'd know who to go to but said she didn't have any of her brother at the time. He leaned against a column in wait, running a hand through his faux hawk to get it to stand a little more than it was currently. It was a dyed blue black and brought out the pale blue of his eyes while elongating his face and body. The wait hadn't been bad, he'd been on his phone and checked her email and Facebook before getting onto tumblr and scrolling through his dash, glancing up occasionally when someone came out of the terminal. When a larger group of people came out he checked the time, yep, this should be him. His eyes scanned the crowd, looking for a look of recognition or at least partial confusion as if he might have been recognized. Then he saw him. Max's chest constricted as he stared down the man, making no movements. How could he be here? He lived out of the country, Max didn't think he was going to be going anywhere anytime soon, especially not here.
Thread: Blast From The Past (ChurchxMoon)

Max knew him instantly, though he hoped he was just seeing things. When he got closer he saw his eyes and his fear was confirmed. There had been a time when he would have loved seeing this man coming off of a plane, would've loved meeting his mismatched eyes searching for his. He would have taken him up in his arms, kissed him, and kept touching him to assure himself that he was actually there and standing in front of him. Now, all he hoped was that he was in some kind of nightmare where this wasn't actually happening. The voice startled him out of his reverie and brought him back down to earth. Well, he wasn't going to give Evan the satisfaction of a reaction so he just laughed you always liked the way that I dressed, he added, his lips smiling though his eyes were sharp and threatening. She told me that her little baby brother had gotten himself into a little bit of trouble and asked if I minded to feed and house him until it blew over. Max led him to his Range Rover and drove without saying too much, surprised at the lack of reaction he got from the boy. When he pulled into the driveway of his house he got out and went inside, leaving Evan alone though he suspected that he would follow him in. Max went and poured himself a glass of whiskey, downing it quickly and pouring another. What had he done to deserve this? When Evan came in he poured the other a glass as well, handing it to him and pulling himself together so, hows the past couple years been? What did you actually do to get yourself get sent across the pond? he smirked, knowing that he had been in England for a while now.
Thread: Blast From The Past (ChurchxMoon)

Evan could practically see the complex emotions tumbling over and over Max's face. it was almost funny, he hadn't even done anything yet and Max was already suffering. good. no i didn't. i always liked the way you looked when you where taking your clothes off. Evan stated rather blandly. are we done with the pleasantries now? it was a bloody long flight and no one here speaks properly and the food was terrible. he complained. i want a nap, a nice cuppa, and to change out of these stanky clothes. he admitted, curling his lip in disgust, much the way he had so long ago when speaking of his parents. that was one thing about Evan though. even though he'd grown up mostly cockney, he refused to speak like a heathen. he had developed a proper vocabulary and articulation very early so that he didn't sound like an urchin. even his sister spoke with a horrible accent. his mother was so bad that unless you spoke fluent 'cockney' you couldn't understand a word she said. well. trouble is one word for it. Evan admitted with a shrug as he picked up his suitcase. the only thing he'd brought with him. not sure it's going to just 'blow over' though. he admitted. ....how quaint. he muttered, blinking at the...car. he stuffed the suitcase into the backseat and spent the rest of the drive silently staring out the window. so your a drunk now? he demanded as he dumped his bag onto the floor and took the whiskey, taking a slow sip. the legal drinking age in the UK was sixteen, so long as he had adult supervision. but he'd been drinking since fifteen because honestly, what gangster gave a crap about legalities? the last couple of years have been complete and utter hell, considering the only chance at happiness i ever had left me for no real reason other than the fact, and i'm assuming here, that they got bored with me. his eyes had turned sharp. must have made you feel all good and tingly inside knowing i was so gullible, hmm? did you think often of my breaking heart with a grin, or did i just never register after you left? he asked, avoiding the topic of getting shipped across the pond. he'd grown up in England after all, what did he care if Max was poking fun at him? he certainly wasn't about to tell the other he'd raped a cop... yet. you know. whatever your reason, i think i'll have to thank you for it. after all, if you hadn't crushed any chance i had at leading a happy life, i might still live under the delusion that some cockney brat might actually make it in the world. so, thanks for breaking my life long illusions early you shit faced bastard. well, at least it was a reaction. even if it wasn't exactly angry the way Max would have expected. it was all very calm, Evan actually sounded more amused, like a mother talking to a child who had just drawn a very touching drawing... on the freshly painted wall so. where am i sleeping then?
Thread: Blast From The Past (ChurchxMoon)

There was absolutely no way that he was prepared to do this right now. He had spent far too long thinking about what would happen if their paths ever crossed again and this had not been something he'd expected at all. Max blushed when the other commented about taking his clothes off, avoiding his eyes for a few minutes. How in the hell was Evan so calm right now? Max felt like his heart was about to beat right out of his chest. I am not a drunk, I am stressed, he muttered. Max had been alone for so much of his life, always considering himself an introvert so he had never really felt a need to go out and he never had a real relationship after Evan, though his father wouldn't agree with his calling it a real relationship. His eyes narrowed when he heard the other start talking, his anger growing even further as he sounding so calm and nonchalant about the entire thing. Max was silent for a few moments after Evan had stopped talking before he finally spoke My dad found out about us, he cut me off from everything and by the time I had a way to get back in touch with you I knew you wouldn't want to hear from me. I begged my parents, my dad beat the shit out of me for being in love with a guy and called me a faggot until I brought a girl home just to get him off my ass. He looked pissed after that, still not understanding how Evan was so calm and it made him even angrier. You can stay upstairs in the room on the left. It's got it's own bathroom and there are already towels and soap and shit in there. There were only three doors upstairs so it wouldn't be hard to find. One was his room and the other was private and always locked so that only left one other option for him.
Thread: Blast From The Past (ChurchxMoon)

Evan had to smirk when Max blushed, that was funny as hell. stressed, Drunk, it's all the same. if you have to drink to calm down, then you are a drunk. he stated simply as he took another slow, luxurious sip of his whiskey before he paused and blinked at Max. ...oh. he muttered, sounding rather surprised. out of all the things he had expected to hear, that hadn't been one of them. ...well... that's... extremely unexpected. i'm sorry. he admitted, though it was a lie. at least the other had a decent reason for suddenly leaving and not getting in contact, didn't stop the heartache he'd lived through though. well. technically, you are a faggot. he pointed out. just because it's a rude word, doesn't mean it's not true. he admitted with a smirk as he shrugged. ...did you sleep with her? he asked, sounding curious. what was it like? was it... gross? he asked, looking more than a little curious about what happened when Max had slept with a woman. thanks for taking me in at any rate. he stated with the same nonchalance. before i forget.. what's the smoking rule? can i smoke in the house? he asked, hoping he wouldn't have to go outside to smoke. it was a pain in the ass, but he'd do it. i got my own soap and shit in any case. he admitted as he headed up the stairs before he paused and then turned around and fetched his suitcase. oh, and here. it's... rent, i guess. he admitted, handing the other an envelope. should last for a while. there was four thousand dollars in that envelope. all in crisp, clean bills. all american of course. Sis was insistent i pay for my stay here somehow, and since i'm pretty bollocks at house keeping and i can't make food without burning it, i figure i better just pay cash. he admitted with a shrug. i'm going to take a shower and then have a Kip. he admitted with a yawn. we'll do the laundry sorting later, yeah? he offered with a shrug as he headed up the stairs to take his shower. he might have been a gangster, but he was extremely picky about what shampoo and soap he used. so picky, that he'd nearly killed someone back in his HQ for touching his soap. he didn't even bother getting dressed, he just crawled under the covers naked and pondered what he had learned. clearly, Max was still a little hung up on the whole incident. well, Evan was too, but for different reasons. still, he could use that information somehow. whether for blackmail, or for something else, he wasn't sure yet. but it was useful information.
Thread: Blast From The Past (ChurchxMoon)

At least he seemed to get a minor reaction out of the boy, even if it was feigned. Yeah, he was right about that, but there was no reason he needed to be an ass about it. He smirked and shook his head no, she wanted to and she tried and when it came down to it I just...couldn't get it up, he said, still finding her reaction funny. She had thought that she could 'fix' him and make him straight if they just slept together or something. Oh, yeah. You should thank your sister, it's only because of her, he added, not even understand how he didn't know that she was related to the boy he had spent his years still obsessing over. You can smoke inside your room if you open the window and downstairs if you open the doors and turn the fan on, and that's if its under 70 degrees. If it gets any hotter I like air conditioning. Max took the envelope and opened it, eyes widening at the contents. He really didn't need the money but he didn't seem like it was up for discussion either. I'll just keep it in case you break something, he teased, it would be handy rainy day money in case something were to come up suddenly and he needed cash for whatever reason. I need to run by the store and get a few things and I don't have any tea, what kind do you like? He didn't know what kind they drank over there and what would be somewhat close here. Plus he just needed to get out of the house for a little while to clear his head. Max rolled the windows down as he drove, parking and then standing outside in the brisk air before going in to get what he needed. When he got back he dumped the things on the counter before heading upstairs, pulling out a key and opening the other door on the second floor, slipping in and closing the door behind him. He had spent so many hours in this room he had last track, it didn't help that he worked from home and had no excuse to actually leave. Evan was in his house. He was in his house and he was scared to death. He should have said no, that he couldn't keep him, that he was busy writing a book, anything to save him from this. Evan knew shit about the world and Max hasn't ever had sex before, he didn't count the Skype calls he and Evan had, and he didn't count his own hand either, and he certainly didn't count that girl.
Thread: Blast From The Past (ChurchxMoon)

Well, at least he wasn't totally oblivious to the fact that his best friend was his ex-whatevers sister. After Evan had mentioned going out and getting his own things, however, he forgot about whatever it was that he had said and didn't bother picking anything up for him, he could find a way to the store and pick up whatever he needed, he seemed to be loaded so he wouldn't need his money either. He ignored the call, well more like he couldn't hear it with the headphones in, closing his eyes and trying to keep his shit together. He didn't know how well he would be able to keep this up and keep pretending like this whole situation wasn't driving him crazy. In a little while he had calmed down and decided to go downstairs, taking his laptop with him and deciding to do some research for the next book he was planning on writing. It was more of an idea than anything final but it couldn't hurt to get back to what he actually enjoyed doing rather than focusing on the man who had taken up so much focus in his life and had caused a steady drain of his bank account to highly paid therapists for trauma relief. Blue eyes rose slowly when he heard the whistling and the door opening. Oh good, now he was in such a good mood he was practically floating above the floor and glowing in his radiance. It made him sick. If he was going to be miserable than the decent thing was for Evan to be miserable as well. Yeah sure, black he said to the other at his question. He didn't drink tea that often, he preferred coffee usually. He had tried drinking tea like the English did for a while when he was still talking to Evan though he had never liked it all that much and blamed it on the fact that he just didn't know how to make it right. His parents had never understood why he had all of a sudden gotten so interested in anything to do with England and their culture and then again when it all stopped and he got angry anyone said anything about that country. Max thanked him when handed the cup and took a sip, making a face at it not what I was expecting at all, he muttered, though took another sip regardless. Well, if Evan was going to be nice than he could at least pretend that he didn't feel like he was about to have his heart ripped from his chest at any moment. God, if his dad was here he would've beat the shit out of him, it probably wasn't that hard to look at Max and tell what he was thinking, he had always been sort of an open book and very innocent when it came to certain things.