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listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu soarin', is this allowed? listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu ? ? ? ? not really in the mood for ? ? ? ? eh ... perhaps, please ask ? ? ? ? sure! let's give it a go ? ? ? ? craving from the depths of my soul bold is the character I'd like to play italicized means either role ?? means I have a plot or idea ? means yaoi-friendly ? means currently discussing with someone romance based plot futuristic settlers on a new planet ? ? ? ? ?? planet native x marine ? ? ? ? ?? medieval noble x rebel leader ? ? ? ? ?? lycan x lycan ? ? ? ? ? lycan x thrall ? ? ? ? mage x templar ? ? ? ? ? apostate x maleificar ? ? ? ? ? gladiator x woman masqueraded as gladiator ? ? ? ? modern gang leader x best friend's sister ? ? ? ? gang member x firefighter ? ? ? ? ? foreigner x university student ? ? ? ? ? lycan x co-worker ? ? ? ? ?? co-worker x co-worker ? ? ? ? lycan x lycan ? ? ? ? ?? ? lycan x thrall ? ? ? ? lycan x human ? ? ? ? ?? ? independent artist x young father ? ? ? ? ?? cowboygirl x city girlboy ? ? ? ? ? circus-related ? ? ? ? ? greek mythology ? ? ? ? ? fandom one piece ? ? ? ? ? fruits basket ? ? ? ? ? x-men ? ? ? ? ? dragon age ? ? ? ? ? final fantasy xiii ? ? ? ? ? listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu
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listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu i'm on a pursuit of happiness, listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu march 18th1o listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu I promise this is the last search thread I'll make on here for a while! xD I swear! I gotsa' party to go to tonight ... a friend of mine is going back to Germany so I'm going to wish her the best by getting drunk! I jest, I don't drink much. God of War 3, Dragon Age Awakening and Final Fantasy XIII have been consuming my life. Thank god this is march break PS, in dire needs of roleplays! Please make sure to read my recent posts and whatnot to get a feel for how and how much I write, just so you're not disappointed or anything. SJFXHDBCOIVHSGHJSJGHBG Oh my god, Trafalgar Law is back in One Piece! So freaking excited. Like, really, you've no idea. Thank you 30 Seconds to Mars for sating my need of epic music. Now I leave you with Law's greatness. listulistulistu listulistulistulistulistu listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu
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listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu sure bet my daddy proud, listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu march 20th1o listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu Oh, how I loathe cleaning. My hands get all dry and stuff. D I NEED CREAM. Anywho. FF13 is making me angry. It's getting harder and harder. I feel like taking my controller and biffing it across my room, of course, that would only result in a hefty financial loss on my part. But, on the bright side, a new episode of One Piece is on tonight and I have my kick-boxing lessons later. listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu
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listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu sure bet my daddy proud, listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu march 22th1o listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu As of right now I'm absolutely starving. There's nothing in the house but KD. I'm wondering if I should just make a trip to the convenience store down the street but I'm too lazy, plus I have to go for my power walk in 2 hours. On a good note, it's been gorgeous outside, which means outside rugby practice. HOWEVER. I still have no roleplays ... gimme, gimme, gimme. listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu
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listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu sure bet my daddy proud, listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu march 23th1o listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu Home sick today, decided to chill in bed on account of shitty allergies. I went to bed last night with a major head-ache, not sure what brought that about. I'm trying to kill Bartandelus once more D he's hard and I may take a break later, do some cleaning, watch un film or read Dante's Inferno. So, I have an idea of which circle I'm from. D listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu
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-D yeah one piece
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Word. Miss Doublgefinger, Trafalgar Law and Rob Lucci make my life. listulistulistulistulistulistu
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ouch Miss Doublgefinger getting beat by a sidekick
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xD I know, but that doesn't take too much away from her sexiness. listulistulistulistulistulistu
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and she can always give a good piercing
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True. But the musclesteroid thing she did was wwwwwwweeeird. listulistulistulistulistulistu
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at least she stayed human lol no extra heads
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listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu sure bet my daddy proud, listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu march 25th1o listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu I feel like crap. Loaded up on two gravol and a zantac, hopefully those will make my stomach feel a little better. Calculus SUCKS and I haven it first thing tomorrow morning but hey! What can ya do. I basically stayed in bed all day after class and watched One Piece from 2pm 'til now. Thriller Bark 3 One of my favorite arcs. Finally, the weekend is upon is and I can be free, if this illness doesn't swallow me whole first. I also have a question ... why do people feel like they have to be dicks over the inter- webz? D It must be that intangible wall and hundreds of miles between themselves and yourself, I suppose. Must make them feel like super-man. Oh, your poor, misguided fools listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu
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listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu sure bet my daddy proud, listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu march 29th1o listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu So, it was your typical boring day. Class was boring, life was boring. Hm. Well, I now find myself playing WoW while drinking orange pekoe tea and listening to DWW but it can only do so much to sure my iffy mood. I'm hungry more then anything, and tomo- rrow, I have my big-ass philosophy test. Looking forward to it, though. Not even gonna bother studying, it's easy. listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu
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listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu sure bet my daddy proud, listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu april 5th1o listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu What a nice Easter ... 100 from my mommy! 3 I love her so. I'm sitting here right now playin' some WoW, since I'm bored, so hit me up with some roleplays, thanks. listulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistulistu
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nibbles lovingly Money is totally the best Easter present. xD
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I don't get presents for easter. Got money for watching the family woofs though. Hey Dreamie, I be working on a post now. I am in a really good mood too, so I feel creative.
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Missed 3 I still owe you a post! D I have two posts to reply to before yours, then I'll get to you. Plus I enjoy ours so I don't like forcing myself. D - luffles on - I went shopping and MY POST WAS NOWHERE TO BE FOUND, MIDDIE. I'M DISAPPOINTED. listulistulistulistulistulistu
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T.T Me sorry. Call of duty is addicting.
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Me CoD. I'm more important. Put down the controller and get to my post or there will be hell to pay. I jest. nn Play your game, hun. I'm going to bed. 3 Night. listulistulistulistulistulistu
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Post should still be done tonight. I am half done with it, just working on it bit by bit.
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Ilu Middie 3 listulistulistulistulistulistu
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'ey you. I keep missing my Random BG queue. D
Thread: Dream and Vivid: The Witch's Wrong Familiar

Everything was set out. Candles of various sizes were set in a circle around the room. They were the only light and cast everything in a warm, soft glow. The scent of incense filled the air, myrrh as it was most relaxing to the young woman. A large book was set before her, its old pages open to a certain incantation. In the middle of the candlelit room was Vivian Devan. The skirt of her nightgown was sprawled out beneath her and her eyes strained to read the writing. The handwriting there was poor having been scrawled in a hurry. In the dull lighting it was nearly impossible to make it out. The beautiful blonde cursed beneath her breath. How was she ever to get a familiar this way? A frown pressed on her lips but she continued on. The truth of the matter was that she was desperately lonely. Her parents had restricted her to the house, afraid of what the outside world would think of their daughter, and she had no friends. She began to chant. It was a language that she wasnt sure of. Her great grandmother had written the spell and she did it in a tongue that was very phlegm-ish, with many words having to be thrown back into her throat. The girl struggled with the ritual but thought nothing of it. Her eyes were too focused on the page to realize what was happening around her. A stiff wind had blown out half of the candles, making the room much darker than before. A chill had filled the room, causing goosebumps to rise on her pale skin and her nipples rose against the flimsy material. The smell of brimestone filled the air. There was flutter of a page and she continued. Little did she know that she did not summon a kindly familiar. Instead she opened a pathway to the Ethereal, allowing any sort of being to come through
Thread: Dream and Vivid: The Witch's Wrong Familiar

A stiff, frigid air rushed into the demon's chamber. It was there that he had slumbered for quite some years after being severely weakened by the husband of one of his previous slaves. He was enraged learning that an incubus lied ensconced within a veil of shadows night after night, only to emerge from dormancy and brutally rape his frail wife. The demon, feigning kindness, promised the man that in return for sexual favors, he could cure the woman of her fatal disease. The woman's spouse was desperate and, with hesitation, agreed to the demon's pact. Much to his chagrin the demon had no intention to cure his wife. Night after night he desecrated her dying corpse, sending her to her grave with no less then a blissful grin on her dead lips. The air stung at his rune-riddled flesh with an unending assault. His hands - the size of bowling balls - scraped desperately at the chains that bound him. With a portal ripped open before his very eyes, the essence binding him to this chamber waned and leaked out from into the world known as earth. He summoned forth what strength he could, and with a mighty bellow, snapped his bounds as if they were mere twigs. With no chains to shield him from the world which he once plagued, the great incubus was free, free to return to those past-times in which he so fully enjoyed. The air beyond the portal was much cleaner and much more pleasurable to breath. It wreaked of melting candle wax, charred papers and rosemary, not that of brimstone and sulfur. He drew in a long, over-due breath. With the inhalation heaved his chest - which, too, bore several tribal runes - along with it, the ruby-red pendant draped about his strong neck. The first sights his tart, chocolate brown eyes drew in were that of flickering wicks and a dying light forged by dollops of tiny fires. The demon took his monstrous hand and held it clear in his view - he had not bore claws nor flesh of a coal hue. His skin reminded him of Egyptian sands, where he once had made love with Cleopatra herself. And then ... it took him. The undeniable, unforgettable scent of a woman. Much like a starving lion would react to a slab of venison laid before it, the demon swiveled, snapped its head in the direction of the adolescent, and approached on heavy footfalls. He stood two meters tall in his nudity, with a head of shaggy, wily black hair and two rather horrific goat horns curled tightly aside each ear. As if the woman presented to him were weightless, he curled his gargantuan fingers around her mandible and hoisted her three and a half feet from the ground. Her size was no match to his strength. As he raised his arm, his tightly wound muscles flexed, pulsating with a need for usage. He tilted his head and peered blankly at her. He said nothing, merely watched. listulistulistulistulistulistu
Thread: Dream and Vivid: The Witch's Wrong Familiar

Vivian did not stop chanting until she heard the footfalls. It was a rather large being that had been sent to her. Something that carried considerable weight. Excitement filled her. Perhaps she was lucky enough to bring a unicorn or something equally as magnificent to her side! Many magical creatures enjoyed the company of a pure maiden after all. So she sat, almost too terrified to turn her head upwards to see the being gifted to her by the gods. Though she would not have to make such a move. The thing, with its large hands, picked her roughly up by the jaw. Her eyes shot open and she took in the beast that had been summon. It was a man! A naked man. A huge, naked man! The young girl nearly fainted. Something had gone terribly wrong! The strain his hand put on her mandible was enough to keep her from speaking. At least from speaking anything that was discernable. Some very interesting sputtering noises came from her as she kicked her feet in an attempt to make contact. The light from the candles was just enough to light her silhouette, her curves outlined in shadow as the material of her gown glowed faintly. On her face was etched fear. Her cheeks were flushed, ruby lips puckered from the way he held her, and tears were shining in her bright violet eyes. Thick and soft curls draped over his hand. The girl looked very much like a doll with a terrified look painted on its face. Desperate to be free both of her hands came up to claw and pry the one that had ahold of her face. She needed her mouth to send this THING back where it came from. She cursed grand mammas spell. Obviously it had faults! Why else would she have gotten this instead of a familiar?! Legs kicked and jerked more frantically.
Thread: Dream and Vivid: The Witch's Wrong Familiar

The demon, nameless, was a winsome depiction of a man. Being exposed to the air of the human world, he was given a much more aesthetically pleasing appearance, one he had grown accustomed to over the years. However, this body was not like that he hosted years ago. It, unlike the other, was pulsating with his raw demonic strength imbued with the dark magic only his true human form possessed. Could this little human child have done this? Could she have given him this powerful shell? He grunted, like an animal, and peered head-on into the teen's eyes. You're a child, he snorted. His voice was both deep and velveteen, as it had seen many years of tireless groans, moans and howls. What merit do I receive from a child ...? He unfurled his calloused fingers, allowing the girl's body to fall heavy to the ground, despite her struggling. As an incubus, he extended his life from sexual gratification. He would siphon the soul of his consorts to fuel his own. You would not sate me. You're tiny ... I'd crush you. Tiny. Tiny didn't always mean fragile. Tiny just meant easy to overcome. His tempest eyes stirred with a sudden mischief. It had been decades if not centuries since the last time he had laid with a woman ... and he was feeling weak from being confined to that blasted, hellish prison for so long. Tiny she may have been, but she'd give him just the boost he'd need to skulk around the area and fuck ever woman he could get his hands on. listulistulistulistulistulistu
Thread: Dream and Vivid: The Witch's Wrong Familiar

The witchs body hit the ground with a light thud. Her right hip had taken most of the impact and she let out a sharp cry. Without any fat to insulate her, that fall likely hurt more than what it ought to have. Bright violet eyes turned up at him. Crush her? What was he implying with that?! She flushed deeply as she took him in fully. He was huge and was giving off horridly dark and twisted energy. Her mind raced. What did she summon?! Then it came to her. This must have been a demon! Her stomach churned. Familiar spells never, ever attracted the attention of demons! There had to be a mistake somewhere in her grandmothers writings! Quickly she picked up the book and scanned the pages. Fuck! It had been her fault. Even with this quick and panicked look back she realized that she pronounced many, many words wrong. The beautiful young blonde threw the book down and forced herself to stand. I am sorry, she said. Though she was hardly apologetic at all. The circle around her began to hum and the candles that had been blown out flickered back on. One thing was clear although a child Vivian Devan had a startling gift for magic. It oozed out of her. But I am going to have to send you back. It did not occur to her that this being may have been stronger than her or, now that he was freed, could slip between the physical and ethereal realms quite easily. It had not registered in her pretty little skull exactly what type of demon she had managed to pull out. Under her breath she began to chant. Planeswalking was something that she was still working on and opening a portal was tricky business for her. Luckily the one that he had came through was still partly open. Her eyes began to glow brightly as the flame grew higher, licking the air and lighting the room almost as if someone had switched a light on.
Thread: Dream and Vivid: The Witch's Wrong Familiar

I ... wait, you what !? An abrupt wave of fear washed over the monstrous man. Return? To his harrowing chambers? To wait an eternity before another clumsy witchling accidentally summoned him? He lunged forward in a lapse of rage, his very weight threatening to collapse the floorboards below his charred, sullied soles. He intentionally kicked over the lit candles with the brunt of his heels and proceeded to otherwise destroy the witch's tomes with an unseen, ethereal force. The remnants of the now broken novels were thrust upward in an intangible window, fluttering about the room like a flock of startled crows. You will do no such thing. For if you do, I will not return empty handed. A devious smirk laid painted across his lips. He effortlessly scooped the witch into his arms and then tossed her over his shoulder as if she were a burlap sack of freshly harvested potatoes. However, I will return if you ... do a favor for me. I do not like to take what is not mine, but I will if need be. You are tiny, frail, delicate even, but you will suffice ... I suppose. listulistulistulistulistulistu
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Instantly the girl stopped chanting. Her grandmothers Book of Shadows! It was a priceless family heirloom! She whirled and tried to put out the flame that had nicked the beautiful old handwritten tome but when she tried he had completely eviscerated it. Pages with smoldering edges scattered all over the room. Tears shone in her eyes. No! All of that magic, crafted through time and generations, now lost to the temper of a rampaging demon. As he approached her she backed up and attempted an escape but his powerful arms scooped her up and she was tossed without mercy over his shoulder. She gave a grunt. The wind had been knocked out of her and she gasped desperately to catch it. All the while his words rolled over in her head. What had he meant by that? It made her pause. The door she had made was closing again and she needed to think quickly. If she gave in and stopped this mess, her life would be spared. However if she did not then she would have released a fairly powerful monster on the physical realm. W-what do you want? she stammered in a whisper. The door began to close more and she bit her lip. Tears streaked down her face. Oh crap! If he parents found out about this, she would be dead anyway. I am too scrawny to eat. All bones and no meat. I am sure I wont be that satisfying.
Thread: Dream and Vivid: The Witch's Wrong Familiar

The demon's face suddenly went blank. His eyebrows imitated a flat line as did his lips. He watched the witchling almost sourly, placing her tiny on the cot before him. ... You're a virgin, aren't you? He peered warily about and scoffed. He hadn't been one to enjoy dealing with those who hadn't ... 'indulged' yet. Though he wasn't in the least bit compassionate nor was host to any selflessness, he didn't enjoy deflowering the pure. They whined, cried out, would command, stop, it hurts! while he was climbing to his well-deserved orgasm. He'd then have to stop, reposition, and accommodate their needs just so he could get his rocks off. A favor, girl. I'm only asking you a favor. He grasped for her tiny hand - that was dwarfed by his own - and placed it on his broad chest. He wanted her to feel the heat emanating from his rock, solid body, the tightly woven muscle and each intricately threaded strand of sinew. He watched, almost in a lustful daze, as he forced her fingers to trace over his decorative runes and over his hot, tortured flesh. listulistulistulistulistulistu
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Vivians body froze as she was placed on the cot. The only thing she could here was the loud and overbearing thump of her heart. As nave as she was the witchling understood all too well what he was hinting at. If she hadnt that virgin comment would have sent alarms ringing through her mind. She did not stop him when he took her hand and placed it to his chest. The heat there had caused her face to flush. He forced her hand to move over the runes that had been carved into it. The magic in them caused her fingertips to tingle, almost burn. That was spell work most powerful. Spell work that was more advanced than what she had gotten into at that state. After the shock had worn away she attempted, without any real measure of success, to yank her hand back from his large palm. Fear and repulsion now replaced the blank look of shock. He wanted to have sex with her. He wanted to have sex and he was going to even if she agreed to it or not. The horror! She glared up at him. Or attempted to, to mask how very frightened she was. Oh! Why hadnt she remembered any protective spells? She could have said one in that moment. At least she would be safe. No! she exclaimed. That is just sick! You arent going to be the first to that is just completely wrong! Something else. Ask something else but but but I am not going to have sex with you! Just saying it made her whole body turn hot and flustered. She clamped shut her legs and tried to get her hand back again. I have some pretty jewelry, she tried to reason with him. Her voice had reached a pitch that was close to having only dogs hear it. Perhaps you would like that! Enchanted objects! Theyre powerful! Priceless! Much better than me, I assure you!