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I thought it would be cool to be a baker. I never pulled it off, though. I'm studying sociology, instead. What's the longest you've gone without a full nights sleep?
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I want to say it was close to 40 hours. Damn near two full days. Not a good idea, really, because I felt it for what seemed like a week afterwards. Do you play any musical instruments?
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No. As much I wish I did, I don't. Do you speak more than one language?
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Not fluently, but I do know a fair bit of Spanish in addition to English, and Im learning Italian. Gonna carry the last question Do you speak more than one language?
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I am currently learning ASL. I find the language beautiful. Aside from writing, do you have any other artistic abilities?
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No. Everyone else in my family can paint and draw but I completely lack it. I have no patience and I'm shoddy with it to begin with. I wish I could, though. Q What was your first kiss like? Do you still talk to the person you kissed?
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Uhhh... Ill get back to you as soon as that happens! I havent kissed someone like that . Closest Ive had so far was a stage kiss in my freshman year of high school grade 9, in my schools Drama Club. It was awkward as all hell, considering I was a nerdy little fifteen-year-old performing a stage kiss with a girl who was... I think she was eighteen already. Aaaaanywho. I havent seen her since that year, so, yeah. No contact. Speaking of high school. If you could go back, do it over, would you? What things would you change, if any?
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I'd always thought I'd want to but nah, what's in the past is gone. Just memories. Some good, some bad, some indifferent. I actually attended a class reunion a few years back, some of the girls everyone wanted to be with, you wouldn't want to be with them now, some of the guys people were envious of, they're just regular guys with regular jobs and regular lives. It was nice to see some people again but would I want to go back and do it over, nah. And even if I did, I probably still wouldn't revise for my exams. Q What's your hidden talent? We've all got one. Can you balance stuff on your nose? Hold your breath under water? Or play the national anthem on your armpit? We all have one, what's yours?
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I had to think a loooong time. I think my hidden talent might be finding patterns and analyzing human behaviour. It helps a ton for character building in a RP, not as much in daily life, frankly Q Do you like people, or not really?
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Yes, I do like people, but I am very self-reliant so I can manage without them and I do feel comfortable in my own company. Maybe that is why people don't warm to me. I'm always the last person anyone sits next to at a meeting or on a bus or train. My question if you could change one aspect of your personality, what would it be and why?
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To be able to keep the mentality I have at one moment and transfer it over to another moment when I needed it the most. I can get caught up and then when the time comes, I grow soft or too violent. My Question How many people do you keep in contact with that you know have talked shit behind your back?
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None. Q What's your favorite beverage?
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Favorite beverage depends upon time of day before noon, coffee. After noon, water, after 5pm, martini. What's your favorite genre of movies you enjoy watching?
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I've always enjoyed a good comedy. I love action, sci-fi, drama, but ultimately I enjoy a good laugh above all else. Q What is one book you absolutely love but no one seems to have heard of?
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'The Historian' by Elizabeth Kostova. It reeks of gothic romance. Q What is your idea of the perfect first date?
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Laughing duringafter a movie and talking during a car ride. I feel like if those things can happen, it is a success. Q What is your favorite game? It can be a Board game or video game.
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I always return to one of the games in the Halo series, mostly ODST. The sense of solitude and getting a chance to play a normal spartan is enjoyable, especially if you attempt different tactics on higher levels. Headshots are most satisfying. What do you do to relax or unwind at the end of the day?
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Get down to my boxers and either lay in bed, watching some showanimewhathave you OR sitting in my chair whilst on my laptop. What is your favorite animal of all time and why?
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Felidae cat family they've been in my life since birth. Some even adopted me! What's your favorite comfort food?
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Awwwwwww Beef Jerky for the comfort food. It just keeps me preoccupied and I don't have it all that often but it really puts me in a better mood. What is your Favorite fictional weapon of choice?
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I love beef jerky goodness shrunken down to manageable bites Well that depends, would that include weapons in video games or movies if they were included in books? I'm torn between a light saber or lancer Gears of War. After a long day, what do you change into after shrugging out of work clothes?
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Generally a t-shirt, sweat jacket, and either pajama pants or shorts. What is the most you ever spent on a meal and more importantly, was it worth it?
Thread: A Change in Guard (AE x LittleBear)

How had it all come to this? She hadn't paid her crew particularly well, but that was standard practice on the high seas. She had been nicer than many of her colleagues, though it was doubtful anyone would call her soft after some of the things she had done as Captain. Could her downfall really have been as simple as avoiding the practice of slavery? She had her own reasons for it of course, some practical and some moral, but she had never imagined that the decision alone would have led to her to here. Yet there she was, in chains, kneeling before the predatory Captain Narinye. She was pulled roughly to her feet, the chains on her arms and feet clanging loudly as they stood there in front of the Black Ann, the pair taking a moment to exchange a mutual glare. Her lips brushed against Narinye's a for a fleeting moment, before the pirate captain returned to the hellish sort of behavior that Sara had known her so well for. Without even thinking, Sara pulled her head back sharply and then sent it rushing into Narinye's face, bloodying the captain and turning to face her crew as they walked away. You're dead, all of you. I hope you know that she screamed, her face red with blood and her eyes wild. I'll spend every moment of my life hunting each and every one of you down. You'll be begging for death by the time I'm done with you she cried, a few of them nervously laughing as they walked away. Before she could do anything else, she was tackled to the ground by one of Narinye's crew, one of their members sending a few sharp kicks to her side. She rolled over in pain from the blow, groaning in pain. She tried to grip the blow, but the chains wouldn't allow it. Thus she was left to her agony whilst Narinye recovered her composure.
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There was something delicious and horribly primal about the taste of blood in your mouth, less so when it was one's own. And so, Narinye stood with her lip busted and her pride kicked, though a wicked smile took over her mouth. Her eyes glittered and she knew that this was all she could do. There was no escaping from the Black Ann, and there was no other ship for Sara to run to. All in all, Sara was trapped and she knew it. So, the bitch has some bite to her after all. She stated, wiping the blood on her sleeve in one quick move, Let's see how much bark you have when I'm done with ye. Her crew was quick to work on beating Sara into submission, much the same way they would treat the savages beneath the deck. Her head tilted as she appraised her new pet, reaching down with her blood-sullied hand to grab the chains that held the woman. Come, dog. We have things to discuss. Narinye would have been kind to a dog on a leash, would have permit it to follow her heels. With Sara, she yanked the chains hard enough to feel her elbows ache with the strain, her wicked smile growing into a mad grin as she lead the woman towards her chambers. The room was relatively small as far as captain's quarters typically went, though was kept neat enough someone could eat from the floor. The walls were mostly bare, save for the far wall that had a line of handcuffs that had been custom made to hold someone in place with their arms above their head. Narinye gestured to one of her larger shipmates, Set her up. With that, she tossed the chain free and handed her off, sitting on the bed neatly with her legs crossed. It wasn't every day that she had her opponent literally chained and weakened, and she thought now of just what it was she would do to the woman. She had to be broken, that much was obvious just by her demeanor. But how? Her eyes moved over her, licking the last of the blood from her lips. Betrayed by your crew... Sold as a slave... Bought by your enemy. My, my. Life has been awful hard on you these past few days, hasn't it? She tilted her head, Or weeks? How long ago did they turn on you? She inquired, snatching her flask from the bedside table. It was only half-full and she wished there were more, but she tilted it back and her sapphire eyes danced over the other woman again. What am I to do with you now?
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Sara was dragged roughly through the crowd of sailors and on board the ship. She didn't go without a fight, however, even if she was severely weakened and in great pain from the lethal instinct of Narinye's crew. She writhed and struggled against her chains, but to no use as she was dragged along helplessly into the Captain's Quarters. Once there, she was lifted up easily by one of the crew members and suspended in the air by her chains, forced to face her new owner and unable to do anything in retaliation. The word felt weird in her mouth. Owner. She hated it. It made very part of her being come alight with rage as she realized that Narinye now legally owned her. Sara had never been property before - the feeling was disgusting and belittling. She glared at Narinye as she spoke. She wanted to stroll across the room and slap the bitch, but instead she was forced to just stew. Hatred for Narinye aside, she still hated her own former crew more, however, and was more than willing to talk about them. A couple days. Maybe a week. Bastards were upset I wasn't taking slaves and using the profits to pay them more. Maybe I should have found you and put you in the cargo hold, hmmm? she added, spitting at Narinye's feet, hoping the jab at the Pirate Captain's color would enrage her as much as she thought it would. Tell me, do you enjoy keeping your own kind beneath you? I mean, I lie, cheat, murder, and steal without a second glance, but you managed to sink far below me. Not only a slaver, but a slaver of your own people. Tell me Narinye, is there any part of your soul left, or did you sell it all to the devil? she added with a wicked grin. She couldn't physically attack Narinye, but she could verbally assault her captor.
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Sara was fiery, she had to give the girl that, but honestly there was nothing more than harsh words and spit she could provide now. To say that she was amused was an understatement, Narinye's eyes dancing with laughter as she watched the chained bitch bark as best she could. The insults rolled off the woman's tongue like silk and slid past Narinye as if they hadn't been said, save for a small twitch at the corner of her mouth. Oh, so the woman thought the creatures beneath the deck to be human? She'd obviously never seen how they act when not chained and beaten into submission. Wild dogs, they were. Perhaps my blood is why I'm so heartless. She mused, tilting the flask to her mouth again as she enjoyed the last few burning swallows of her drink. She wiped her mouth and exhaled harsh as if she'd drank the best of what had been in the cask, though her eyes watered from how harsh the brew was. It was nearly pure alcohol and made her throat scream, but she didn't dare cough and show weakness. Instead, she tilted her head and regarded Sara through the haze of drinking on an empty stomach. Perhaps I should toss you to them. Strip you naked and let them pound your little cunt until we dock again. For some reason, the image of the other woman's cunt tortured, abused, and well-fucked made her own ache with a dull excitement. She licked her lips and pushed herself back up onto her feet, strolling over to her captive foe and sliding her hand slow down the edge of the woman's shirt. Her fingers moved slow up under the material, tickling over her smooth stomach before coming up to cup her breast in a surprisingly soft grasp. A good captain always gets their cut of the spoils first, She purred as her fingers grew tight on the breast, thumb stroking across it to play with her nipple softly, Tell me, when is the last time someone's tasted your cunt? Her other hand grasped Sara's pants, tugging them down and off her hips in a harsh yank. The material split several seams at once, but she didn't seem to care in the least. The moved slow over her hip bone, thumb moving to trace down across her stomach and to the other hip bone. My kind are particularly needy, did you know that? Full of lust and desire. The words were purred, her tone thick as she placed her hand flat against Sara's stomach, fingers pointed down towards her sex. She slid it slow until her fingers cupped the mound between her legs, her middle finger just barely dipping inside of her entrance.
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Thread: Mark of the Chosen [Mercury and Zprimal]

Tama was noticeably surprised at the information shared. A new way to bond human females to demons? Without the mark? Her eyes were softly wide in surprise, her lips parted in a curious little o as she moved her hands to fold behind the small of her back. The posture arched her spine, causing her breasts to jut out invitingly though there wasnt much to be admired through the full coverage of her school uniform. Its a shame this hasnt been developed earlier, she commented thoughtfully, canting her head to the side as she turned her attention briefly to the dean before returning her gaze to his own. I hear that the mark is quite painful to receive, though of course it would always depend on the girls... constitution. Their ability to handle pain. She smirked, clearly flirting with him and doing her best, not so subtly, to let him know she was prepared for what it would take to be with a demon. She waited patiently then, as Julius and Dean Peters figured out the logistics of storing the new medicine within the chemistry lab refrigerators. It wasnt until Julius addressed her directly that her eyes once more lifted up to his and she smiled that same little devilish smile. When he asked if he had her name correct, she nodded, her smile becoming even more alluring and inviting as he continued - until Dean Peters interrupted. The look she gave him could have frozen a lesser man, but Dean Peters was not looking at her, and her expression quickly transformed into something much softer once again. I appreciate your concern over my academics, Dean Peters, she began, her tone light and accommodating before her eyes danced back up to Julius. It was clear before she even said the words, where exactly her priorities were. Though I finished my paper this morning. Yvonne and I were simply re-checking our work to be extra sure we were correct before submitting our thesis. Those dark eyes rolled back over to the Dean, and she raised a single manicured eyebrow with a delicate smile. With that, all my studies have concluded before my final assessment and I have more than enough time to brush up on my demonic knowledge with Mr. Solis before my exams. When Dean Peters had no ground to argue, she returned her attention to Julius and smiled. Has the Dean offered you a tour of the dormitories, yet, Mr. Solis? Im sure an investor would like to see the conditions in which future Chosen stay during their education?
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He commended her on her ability to maintain her physical figure without extra effort, commenting on how it made her a likely Chosen candidate. She smiled proudly, turning her attention to the task at hand. He left her to change, and she did so quickly and effortlessly. Tama left her room as she found it with only one difference her school uniform folded neatly on her bed for when she returned undoubtedly in the morning. Smoothing her hands over her stomach, she emerged from her room to see Julius waiting for her in the dormitory hallway. She had braided her long, black hair and had it swept over her bare shoulder. The dress was designed as a halter top, with a single half-inch wide strip of fabric keeping the entire thing from pooling at her feet. It clung to all the right places, and draped over the rest. She had chosen a pair of black high heels that only served to accentuate her already modelesque figure. A pair of delicate gold earrings adorned her ears. She took his arm as it was offered, smiling at him before they made their way to his vehicles. Why, Mr. Solis, so glad I could accompany you to the car park, she commented slyly, her smirk pinched with amusement as she slipped into the back seat of one of the sedans. Settling in, she smoothed her dress over her legs and crossed her long limbs at the knees before returning her attention to Julius. Very much, Tama purred as he inquired if she was looking forward to the evening, her weight shifted on her hip so that she could look at him comfortably while the cars pulled away and they started their journey toward the Restricted Districts of New York. I cant say that I have. Ive been close to the checkpoints many times, but my only experience with the restricted districts have been during our lessons at the academy. Boldly, she reached over and placed her hand on his leg, just above the knee, and leveled her eyes with his. Her smile just as coy as before. I am very honored you have chosen me to be your companion for this evening, Mr. Solis. I look forward to the lessons you will teach me.
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Tama listened intently, her eyes holding his as he laid the rumors of what to expect to rest. The process was much like she had imagined, and she was relieved to hear that the pain was reserved for only when the mark was received. Knowing that it was, in a way, a mix between a tattoo and a brand had lead Tama to accept that it would be painful to receive, but she had had years to prepare herself for the burden. It would be an honor, in her mindset, to receive a little pain in order to better serve the demons and her new demonic family. Especially, she thought, if her new family had Julius as their patriarch. As he pulled out his signet ring, Tama leaned forward to exam the crest more carefully. She smiled, her hand reaching out to cradle the jewelry in her palm so close to his chest for just a heartbeat, before she released it back to him with a compliment. When the rebels were mention, Tamas expression twisted into one of genuine disdain. She sighed and shook her head, turning her attention to her own appetizers as she leaned back in her chair and draped her napkin over her lap. I apologize for even leading our conversation down that path. Id much rather watch paint dry than spend any time lending creed to the rebels and their destruction. Shaking her head, she dipped her spoon into the soup and then brought the metal to her lips. Tama took a dainty sip, tasting the broth before a small delighted sound escaped her lips. She rose her eyes up to Julius again and smiled, commenting on how delicious the soup was before she returned her attention to the food. As he offered to recommend her mother as a Prelate, Tamas eyes danced up to his with surprise. She blinked at him for a moment, before she let out a small baffled laugh and reached forward for his hand again. That is incredibly generous of you, thank you. I would of course insist on thanking you properly. There was that wicked little smirk again as she returned her attention to her soup. She ate a healthy portion of it, but saved plenty of room for the courses that followed. Salad, and then the main course. She commented and delighted over it all. She really was pleasant company, and thanked Julius for his generosity and kindness as the evening carried on. When the dessert finally came, and Tama was comfortably full and had expertly paced herself considering the festivities for the evening she fully anticipated, she allowed herself a single, delectable bite of the cake. This was an exquisite meal, Julius. Thank you again.