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Thread: All The World's A Stage (CptPeriwinkle&Mdm Mim)

Good luck, Blaine, Natasha said with a smile and a pat on the shoulder. In a clich she had run away from home and joined the circus. Even though Russia was no longer technically a communist Soviet state anymore, people 'out of the norm' still had a habit of disappearing. Even if they didn't, even Natasha's own family had been more afraid than supportive. She had been in this circus for three years now. She was considered relatively new, working with people who had been with Shane for fifteen years, or even since its founding twenty years ago. She knew what it was like being new to such a tightly knit community and wanted Blaine to feel welcome. When he came back, though, he would find Natasha in the middle of a heated argument with Shane . Though he was often kind, particularly to new people he took in from situations that were usually bad, he could be a bad person to cross. Father knew best, and as founder, ringmaster, and the man who cut their checks, he was Father. Natasha, always having been an independent spirit, didn't always get along with this. --in this shit, maybe I pierce nipples instead, eh! Natasha was screeching, red in the face. Someone had taken over for Shane as announcer in the wake of the argument. You put me in this thing, you say 'hide tattoo,' every time I dye hair you say 'dye it back,' you say if I have tiny little nose ring it distracts audience! The light will catch-- You don't think these distract audience?! Huh? The aerialist motioned to her chest, which strained the limits of her leotard. You are boss, not my father! Now you listen to me, young lady! Shane roared, getting fed up with the petulant young woman. You work for me , and you will do as I say! You signed of your own free will! Read your damn contract! My contract, it does not say my body belongs to you and I do with it what I--! Did I not make myself clear enough?! Lunging, Shane grabbed a handful of hair near her scalp and began to haul her off. Natasha wasn't a weak woman by any means, but Shane was much stronger than he looked. He had never been clear with the cast at large what his ability was, but there were various theories one was speed, another was telepathy, but at this particular moment Natasha thought it might be super strength. Shane--! She struggled, though not much. If she did it would only make things more painful as he started to drag her toward the back of the tent. Behind the main tent were other tents and trailers for the cast. Michael could take care of the end of the show Shane was going to take care of his problem child.
Thread: All The World's A Stage (CptPeriwinkle&Mdm Mim)

Natasha staggered out of the main tent, dragged by her hair, into Shane's trailer. She'd been in here several times, almost never for anything good. She grunted as she was shoved into the desk and caught it heavily in the belly. She had just caught her breath and straightened when the paddle came down on the stack of papers. She looked up at him, eyeing him with searing hatred and rebellion. She clenched her jaw as he forced her hands onto the edge of the desk and adjusted her legs and hips. She was able to manipulate the gravity fields around both the paddle and her rear to make it not hurt as much, but still the wood was heavy and made her wince. Tears burned in Natasha's throat, but she wouldn't cry. This was still, in fact, better than her life at home in Saint Petersburg. Her father had used the buckle end of a belt and made her count out loud til first blood. A paddle was significantly less painful. It was when Shane dragged her to the chair and forced her to her knees, however, that she looked up at him in disgust. She hadn't been in here often, and perhaps that was why, but Shane had never done this to her before. Looking almost like she would spit at him, Natasha stood, shaking her head. Fuck you, Shane! she spat before making for the door. She actually got it open before she felt fingers in her hair once more, this time pulling much more forcefully at her scalp. She crashed to her knees in front of the ringmaster as he hastily unbuckled his belt, standing in front of her know to keep firm control of her. It wasn't long before Shane's trailer door burst open, banging against the outside wall and bouncing back, almost hitting Natasha as she flew through it. She returned to the main tent, wiping her mouth and looking livid. All of this over a little nose piercing! She knew that what Shane said went, but that...! Maybe she should have pierced her nipples like she'd threatened. At least he couldn't put her in that stupid unitard anymore. You, come vit me. She spoke quietly as she put a hand on Blaine's shoulder and steered him out of the back of the tent. You are going to help me, da? Ve find needle and a cork.
Thread: All The World's A Stage (CptPeriwinkle&Mdm Mim)

To be frank, Blaine hadn't been doing much when Natasha had returned. It really hadn't been that long since she was gone. It wasn't like his relationship with her was even a budding friendship at this point, they were just co-workers or peers, if you could even call them that. He felt nothing when she had left except for curiousity. Curiousity towards the commotion, towards Shane, hell, towards what the inside of Shane's trailer had looked like. He didn't know much about anything inside of the circus, except for the fact that he knew he hated the costume he was forced to wear. When Natasha put her hand on his shoulder, he opened his mouth to speak but decided against it. She seemed pretty upset. Perhaps Shane had fired her or something. Shrugging, he agreed to come along with her. It didn't take them very long at all to locate the items that she had wanted. The needle was found in the back area that was sectioned off for costuming. It was pretty easy, the seamstresses back there left their needles all over the place, so Blaine just reached out and picked one up. The cork was a little harder, but pretty easy still. Out back, some of the more experience and veteran men of the circus, the same ones who were in with Shane, drank cheap wine. While most of the wine didn't come with a cork of any kind, there were still a fair amount of bottles that did. Seeing as how all the strong men were on the stage at the time, picking up a discarded cork would be easy. They wouldn't even know it was gone. When the two items that were requested were in Blaine's hand, he handed them over to Natasha with a dumb smile strewn about his face. He was unsure what she wanted with them. For all he knew, she was fixing to make a compass with them, maybe try to escape or something. She would need to find some source of electricity in order to magnetize the needle, as well as a shallow dish of water, but both of those things were easily located around the tent and the circus. As far as Blaine knew, there was still at least twenty minutes of the circus left. The strong men were the second to last act, with the ringmaster going out and doing his cheesy bit with the lions. It was impressive the first time, maybe even the second, but after that it just got old and unexciting. It never changed, and Blaine had the script down word for word, he had heard it that many times. When the two of them were alone once again, he turned and looked at her. What's this all about? What are you trying to do? He wasn't upset, just curious.
Thread: All The World's A Stage (CptPeriwinkle&Mdm Mim)

The fire eater was surprised at how lavish her tent seemed. Not nearly as lavish as what he imagined inside of Shane's trailer, or in the main tent, but far more humble and homely than what he was living in. He was new, he didn't even get a tent this size. Instead, he was crammed in the back of one of the animal carts. He had a tattered wool blanket, and a pillow that was essentially some hay in a burlap sack. He had a set of clothes beyond his stage clothes, and his stage clothes technically weren't even his property. It must be nice. The man's eyes looked over her as she dropped her unitard and her skirt. This was one of the first times alone with her, and here she was already in her underwear. He wasn't scared or awkward around women, but he wasn't nearly confident enough to strut around in his underwear around her or around anyone. Even the skin tight suit he was forced to wear was a little much and left little to the imagination. His nipples were clearly visible, so was a very prominant bulge in the cross sections of the area. Very little to the imagination was left for the audience. They could tell nearly everything about his body just by looking at him. Even further, so could Natasha. When she asked him to produce fire, he obliged, closing his fist around his thumb. Flicking his thumb out of his hand, a tiny flame danced on the end of his thumb. It was a parlor trick he had picked up when he was moving from town to town as a street performer before he had been found by Shane. He didn't have a problem with any kind of drug, though he did like to partake in the occasional nose candy. Hell, it was so easy for him to get cocaine around the circus, there was no way he wouldn't be hooked on the stuff. Living in an unsanitary area that always smelt like cow shit would do that to you. He had to be careful around that methane though. He wouldn't be hurt by the explosion, but if he were to kill any of Shane's precious animals, he was sure his ass would be grass. It was sort of tough to understand Natasha. Normally, Blaine really had to really pay attention in order to understand her. Now, she was a bit frazzled, and mumbling from time to time, and the heavy accent didn't really help. In addition to that, he was distracted. The tank top and the cutoffs were better than her underwear, but they still left little to the imagination. Heating the needle when she requested, Blaine just watched. She seemed to know what she was doing.
Thread: All The World's A Stage (CptPeriwinkle&Mdm Mim)

Natasha wasn't paying attention to what was and wasn't visible in Blaine's skin-tight costume. Stripping down in front of him hadn't been a pass or an attempt at seducing him. She was no version, of course, but in show business, one couldn't afford modesty. She had three costume changes over the course of the circus and there were very few privacy curtains. Even if there had been, people came and went half-dressed all the time, trying to get through the chaos of performance. Natasha watched as Blaine held the flame under her needle, as she had watched a lighter under a spoon so many times. Her tongue flicked out over her bottom lip, but she took a deep breath to push down the pang of desire. She had been sober for two and a half years now, but that didn't mean that the pain of addiction was gone or would stay gone. It was, unfortunately, a struggle she would have to deal with for the rest of her life. Pressing a piece of cork against the inside of her nose to keep the needle from making unwanted holes, Natasha waited until the needle was hot enough before taking a deep breath and stabbing the needle through her skin. She gasped in pain as it broke the skin, eyes watering. It was a rush, however, this socially acceptable body mutilation. Acting quickly, she grabbed up the rhinestone stud she had taken from the jewelry box and quickly withdrew the needle and replaced it with the jewelry. Sniffing and shaking her head, clearing the tears out of her eyes, Natasha looked up at Blaine and seemed to be pleased. She touched her nose gingerly, then looked back at him. Her smile seemed to be mostly one of self-satisfaction. How does it look? she asked eagerly.
Thread: All The World's A Stage (CptPeriwinkle&Mdm Mim)

To find someone who didn't have some kind of illegal vice in the circus would likely be impossible. There was rampant drug use, the availability of alcohol was likely much greater than Shane would care to admit, and cigarettes seemed to be used much like currency. It seemed like everyday, someone would be strung out, or close to death from the effects of withdrawal or even due to the effects of some of the drugs that were passed around. Here at the travelling circus, there was no such thing as a clean needle, not even a clean sewing needle. Blaine had only been in the circus for a few weeks, but he had already seen more death and more gruesome things than he would have cared to see in his entire life. That being said, he was glad Shane was willing to shelter him here, even if he had to share a room with farm animals. It looks great! The fire eater was quite impressed by her ability to have such a steady hand. It certainly seemed like this wasn't her first few times. If he needed any piercings, he knew who to come to. Reaching slowly towards her, he wanted to touch the new rhinestone that she had embedded into her own face. Around the hole, it seemed a bit redder than usual, but it certainly wasn't like Blaine was an expert. Okay, so maybe he hadn't told her about the redness around her nose, but that was to be expected right? Another weird thing about the circus, no one really seemed to like talking about the extents of their powers nor their backgrounds. Rubbing the back of his head, he gave her a sheepish smile. She really seemed nice, well, nic er than most to him. The strong men seemed to have their own clique, so did the freaks. He was an outcast from the tight knit Fire Eaters, and she seemed like she could be the same way amongst the acrobats. She certainly was rebellious, piercing her nose in lieu of whatever had happened to her in Shane's trailer. There was no bruising or anything, but he wondered if Shane treated the women in a much more unsavory manner. So uh, I was wondering. How did you find your way here? The man asked, maintaining his same sheepish matter. He knew how taboo it was around here, and he wondered if she would respond as most had - with anger and with a degree of defensiveness. Maybe most of these people had seen some shit, most certainly acted like they had.
Thread: All The World's A Stage (CptPeriwinkle&Mdm Mim)

Natasha smiled brightly at Blaine's approval. It was nice to get some positive feeback that didn't have a but attached to it for once. She expected redness and a little swelling, but that would go down in a few hours. Now all she had to do was keep it clean. She leaned forward and allowed him to touch her new body jewelry. Keerfil, she warned him as his fingers drew close. She knew he wouldn't mean to if he accidentally touched it too hard and hurt the new hole in her body, but that didn't mean she wanted it happening. Natasha grinned as she sat back, poking the end of the needle gently with her finger. The circus was rampant with substance abuse, though it was behind Shane's back. He kept telling them how he wanted them clean. A strung-out circus was a circus that failed, and then where would they go? Most of them had been homeless or in bad home situations before Shane had picked them up now they didn't even have that to go back to. Whenever she knew someone was using, Natasha chose not to say anything to Shane. After all, she knew what they had come from and didn't want them having to go back to that. The circus believed in tough love, but they were still her family now even if she was the odd little black lamb. Natasha was surprised out of her thoughts by Blaine's question. Hmm? Oh. She sat back and studied him for a moment, looking not angry but pensive, as if trying to decide how much to tell him. This circus...you do not find it, it finds you, da? She smiled a little before flopping down onto her side on the air mattress to get comfortable and look at Blaine through the sheer, see-through fabric. My family, they always know there is something... different about me, da? They are good people most of the time, but God-fearing Christians. They...worry for soul. While this was technically true, it wasn't the entire truth. Natasha's family had realized in her early childhood that prayer wouldn't work to cure whatever demonic possession had given her these powers and their care had turned abusive. I vos seffenteen, I left home. Got in vit the wrong crowd, wound up on the streets doing 'magic' tricks for money, turning tricks for smack. Three years ago Shane found me. I sleep on bench in train station, and he starts a conversation. He ask why I sleep in some place so cold. I was high out of my mind so of course I tell him the truth, that my parents kick me out for unnatural things. He asks me what kind of things, so I show him what I can do. Natasha shifted on the bed and studied Blaine's face for a reaction. He give me ticket to the circus, and like they say is history after that. She shrugged. What about you?
Thread: smut vs plot?

Does everyone on here prefer plot to smut?I have nothing against plot, but sometimes it just drags on forever without getting to the good stuff.I myself will do plot too if you really wanna, but right now I'm looking for some smut.Sorry if this topic doesn't belong here or if it's already been covered before.
Thread: smut vs plot?

I don't think you're gonna do well here, kid.
Thread: smut vs plot?

Trygon said I don't think you're gonna do well here, kid. Click to expand... You really like to 'try' me.That's fine, since I'm thinking of leaving anyway.
Thread: smut vs plot?

Some people prefer plot over smut, some people prefer smut over plot, and some people like a mix. You have to look for the right partners to RP with and sometimes that process can be hectic a bit. I'm sure you'll find what you're looking for in the request threads eventually. Sometimes its hard to formulate a greeting PM to a prospective partner, to the point where you could compare it to picking up a girl at the bar just my opinion. You'll find what you need soon, but if you feel like leaving that's your choice.
Thread: smut vs plot?

I think that this is a highly active site full of very talented people and that, sometimes, trying to find what it is you want with so much diversity can become overwhelming or, sometimes, even frustrating, but there are a healthy dose of each type of player as well as those who prefer a mix of plot and smut. It's all a matter of wading through the waters, if you will! Don't give up because you'll find what you're looking for when you least expect it. That's my theory and I'm sticking to it. lol
Thread: smut vs plot?

snarky-kid said Trygon said I don't think you're gonna do well here, kid. Click to expand... You really like to 'try' me.That's fine, since I'm thinking of leaving anyway. Click to expand... Trygon is just being honest. This is something DA has been trying to push for awhile now. Just because this is an adult roleplaying website and it is accomodating to smutty RPs, it doesn't mean this is a strictly smut driven RP site and actually quite a few of our regulars prefer plot over smut. Even if you come here wanting smut over plot, it gets old and repetitive after awhile. At least with plot, you can change it up.
Thread: smut vs plot?

MsMuffintops said Trygon is just being honest. This is something DA has been trying to push for awhile now. Just because this is an adult roleplaying website and it is accomodating to smutty RPs, it doesn't mean this is a strictly smut driven RP site and actually quite a few of our regulars prefer plot over smut. Even if you come here wanting smut over plot, it gets old and repetitive after awhile. At least with plot, you can change it up. Click to expand... Muffintops is pretty dead on. I'm one of the more regular people who prefer a mix. However, if you ask me Hell it's on my thread in fact to choose one over the other, I'll gladly take plot in a heartbeat. Smut's good and all. But - as Muffins also said - it does get boring as hell just focusing mostlysolely on it. I've been there, done that. It really isn't any fun. Sometimes, plot twists can be better than any sensual scene I can write out so .. yeah. Not only can plot be altered but more often than not, but also for the better.
Thread: smut vs plot?

MsMuffintops said snarky-kid said Trygon said I don't think you're gonna do well here, kid. Click to expand... You really like to 'try' me.That's fine, since I'm thinking of leaving anyway. Click to expand... Trygon is just being honest. This is something DA has been trying to push for awhile now. Just because this is an adult roleplaying website and it is accomodating to smutty RPs, it doesn't mean this is a strictly smut driven RP site and actually quite a few of our regulars prefer plot over smut. Even if you come here wanting smut over plot, it gets old and repetitive after awhile. At least with plot, you can change it up. Click to expand... Maybe so but all I was doing was seeing if somebody wanted to do something incredibly smutty, I never said everybody should want to do smut.I never said there's anything wrong with plot, I just said I would rather do something with a little more smut, so how do you justify I don't think you belong here, which is more or less what he said, as an appropriate response to the subject of this thread? Furthermore, the reason I feel like leaving might have something to do with the fact that I don't really feel welcome here.Some people I try to contact just don't answer at all, others just stop talking halfway through.It's quite frustrating and I feel like nothings going great with being here.
Thread: smut vs plot?

snarky-kid said Some people I try to contact just don't answer at all, others just stop talking halfway through.It's quite frustrating and I feel like nothings going great with being here. Click to expand... And you think that this is different on other sites? It's the same no matter where you go, it's one of the trial and errors of role playing you learn to live with it and move on. No one on this site has an obligation to stick with you, me, or anyone. If you're having trouble attracting a partner or keeping someone around to talk to, perhaps the problem is you.
Thread: smut vs plot?

I don't think the problem is the site, or the other people. All those failed conversations have one shared element, don't they? Much easier to tantrum and storm off then make an effort to understand what you're doing wrong and improve, however.
Thread: smut vs plot?

People are rude and its not like there's a shortage of smut. Hey cool, it tells you what banned people are banned for. I like this feature. So learning.
Thread: smut vs plot?

So it seems that it does tell you why someone is banned if you click their name to view their profile... Interesting. It's nice to see a site that gives you a justification as to why someone whom you might have been enjoying a role play with was banned rather than just banning them and leaving you hanging for what might seem like no reason. Kudos. Such Justice. Much Fairness. So Wow. I'm sorry... I've been on memebase...
Thread: F seeking M for RP

Do you play on YIM? I am dblitzcannon there MiroKitty said Hello I'm seeking a male for an RP -- this is my kinks, please read them before answering me Some ideas for couples - Something of the Naruto universe - Dom x sub - Kidnapper x victim - blackmailer x victim - Teacher x Student - Burglar x victim - Student x student I prefer to discuss a possible plot with the person who is willing to RP. Please remember to read my kinks! Click to expand...
Thread: Anime & Manga Rules & Guidelines

Anime Manga Rules Guidelines 1 Site rules pertain to this section as they do everywhere on the forums. This especially means NO LOLISHOTA so no lolishota for images, videos, links, NOT ANYTHING!. 2 This is a writing site, not a porn site. As such, images and videos and any links to such images and videos of hentai will not be allowed. We do not want a pornish explosion that is NSFW. Discussion of hentai is perfectly fine, however. 3 If either of the above rules are broken, swift and harsh action will be taken on the offending member. If they are broken too many times, this section will be at risk of becoming a modded section andor shut down entirely.
Thread: Game of Thrones- Dragon Queen ||NSFW||

RE Male Seeking ACTIVE Female RPer Game of Thrones- Dragon Queen bump.
Thread: Game of Thrones- Dragon Queen ||NSFW||

RE Male Seeking ACTIVE Female RPer Game of Thrones- Dragon Queen bump!