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Thread: Apocalypse, Please (PenandSword/Visions of Black)

The gunfire being exchanged between the Captain, the rest of the crew and the ships and men attempting to board was getting the attackers nowhere. It was too difficult to board the ship and they had already lost three or four people. They were screaming in English. Blow it up! Back to the boats! The ones who had been climbing into the others ship abandoned their plans, diving back into the faster agile attack boats. As they got below the line of vision some of the frenchmen looked down and began to fire into the boats, but almost as soon as they began they stopped and turned. Two of them ran past the Captain and dived directly off the other side of the boat. One of the crewmen who spoke english ran past the Captain and grabbed him by the shoulder. Jump! The same device which had blown up the engines were now being stuck to the side of the ship. The crew was abandoning the vessel and moments later....the two ships sped off away from the ship and around to the other side. Ear-splitting explosions sounded and the metal of the ship was blasted apart opening a large hole in the ship of the ship....and it was now filling with water. Many of the crew were swimming for their safety. Anyone left on board was likely injured, dead, or diving into the sea. Back at the other ship the maneuvering was working, only for the time being. The Helicopter was close though and was firing its machine gun, but only at their engine and nothing else. It wouldn't be long before it landed enough shots to damage it permanently and stop the vessel for good. But there was another option as well....when the chopper turned to the side a man sitting out on the edge was aiming his rifle....taking shots at Leo. Back near the sinking ship the boats sped off towards the Italian vessel, catching up with the first...however before leaving they had fired their AK's into the crowds of desperately swimming crew, reddening the water with their blood. The possible injuries, not to mention the freezing water of the Atlantic, did not make for a good chance for anyone.
Thread: Apocalypse, Please (PenandSword/Visions of Black)

The captain vaguely heard the shouts of the attackers, but not enough to understand them over the retreating gunfire and the shouts of the Vancouver crew. He followed the others and fired into the boats as the attackers continued to retreat, but jumped as the Frenchman grabbed his shoulder and ordered him to jump. With a curse as he realized what was happening, the Captain followed suit with the rest of the crew, hurdling the edge of the ship and down into the water, paddling as hard and as fast as he could, foolishly abandoning his gun though it wouldn't have helped with wet gunpowder as it was. The explosion set his ears to ringing, dulling the sounds of the waves, the flames, the shouting crew, the helicopter's wings, and just about everything. Disoriented, the Captain looked around until he spotted his own ship. No...! -- You have to get the engine out of his line of sight! someone shouted to Leo. What do you think I'm trying to do!? he shouted back, continuing to turn the wheel as the helicopter corrected itself to aim at the engine. This is going to turn me back toward Vancouver or have us just spinning in circles! Leo, move!! someone on his opposite side shrieked, spotting the gunner at the last second. Leo did move, but not fast enough. Shots ripped through his body, missing anything vital but nevertheless doing a good job of promising a slow death of bleeding out. Leo managed to take a step back before he slid to the ground and dropped onto his back, breathing laboriously. Below deck, two of his closest friends were cowering and terrified. He was sure of it. Aradia had been angry and frightened when he sent her back down. He could only hope she stayed where she was with Sarafina. Maybe they could escape, maybe they'd survive... But doomed here in Vancouver... Leo let out a pained groan combined with grief, slowly clenching a shaking fist. -- The Captain spotted the ships moving toward his own raising their guns, and took a deep breath, diving down into the water and kicking his way downward as quickly as he could. He heard the zip of bullets ripping through the water around him, could see the water turning red against the sunlight refracting in the water. Nothing had hit him just yet. The Captain heard it fall silent, and cautiously let himself float upward, when a few more bullets ripped out and pain exploded in his arm. He cried out in pain, bubbles escaping instead, and had no choice but to go back up and gasp for air. Already his body was growing colder and colder. He wouldn't last much longer.
Thread: Apocalypse, Please (PenandSword/Visions of Black)

There wasn't much more to do with the Vancouver ship or the foreign Captain who was piloting it before. The crew was certainly going to be lost and the ship was already gone. But the Italian ship was now the focus of everyone's attention and when Leo had been fired upon and shot, with no one to pilot it, it was an easy target. A straight shot from the chopper once it was able to line up behind the ship would disable the engines and from that point, it was an easy clean up. Down stairs in the hold two of the men ran down stairs to check who was still alive. The sniper in the chopper was picking people off the top of the ship and more and more people started to come down, looking to the two girls one of the men frowned and shook his head before turning back to his companions. We can swim for it. Are you kidding me? Came a reply. Are you fucking serious did you see what the... Suddenly the ship rocked as the engine was hit, gunfire was issuing from outside and more people of both sexes were starting to run down, frightened and terrified, now the hold in the bottom and the rooms were starting to become packed in the hallways. There was no room..people were screaming, guns were firing. A dead body fell down the stairs and the flood of people stopped. Out! Without your weapons!
Thread: The Violent World of Drangelic (Tacky x DonVolt)

Ashane set out from the small bonfire, remembering little of her own past, a bejeweled sword in her hand. She was journeying to save her humanity with powerful souls, and to restore her lost memories. She stopped on a small sandy path, finding a massive pair of footprints, and begining to follow. She dropped down a short cliff, landing face to face with a huge Ogre, backing away to find only a sheer stone wall behind her.
Thread: The Violent World of Drangelic (Tacky x DonVolt)

The Creature did not hesitate to react her, massive, ponderous bulk moving deceptively fast. It slipped about, putting her between it and the wall... and then simply charged forward... looking to smash her between its gut and the stone...
Thread: The Violent World of Drangelic (Tacky x DonVolt)

She grunted in pain at the heavy impact, dropping her blade and falling to the ground. She fell to all fours, struggling to scramble away before this massive beast could grab her.
Thread: The Violent World of Drangelic (Tacky x DonVolt)

The Ogre did not let Ashane escape... reaching out and grabbing her in one meaty paw. It locked its arms around her legs... yanking them up into the air as it walked... dragging the rest of her body behind it as it moved toward a cave... dragging its catch home for... enjoyment.
Thread: The Violent World of Drangelic (Tacky x DonVolt)

She clawed at the ground, trying to reach her blade as the beast dragged her slowly into his dark home.
Thread: The Violent World of Drangelic (Tacky x DonVolt)

The beast stepped on her sword before she could reach it... massive weight shattering the blade instantly... the shining fragments her shattered hopes of fighting of the creature. He desperate clawing did not slow the creature, just dragging her away... face down so her breasts, protected only by the armor scraped along the ground...
Thread: The Violent World of Drangelic (Tacky x DonVolt)

She whimpered in fear, looking up at the towering beast as they stopped in his cave.
Thread: The Violent World of Drangelic (Tacky x DonVolt)

The Ogre lifted her into the air... Ashane able to see down into its giant maw. It was obvious the creature intended to swallow her in one gulp... and as it let go, dropping her into the maw... she likely realized there wasn't much she could do to stop it...
Thread: The Violent World of Drangelic (Tacky x DonVolt)

She kicked and and screamed, trying to struggle out of his grasp, to hit him in the face, anything as she fell into the gaping hole.
Thread: The Violent World of Drangelic (Tacky x DonVolt)

Her fists were completely ineffectual against the Monsters hide, and she fell... feeling the monsters mouth for a moment before he swallowed. Ashane could feel his throat surround her as she moved toward his stomach... slick warm flesh binding her completely still...
Thread: The Violent World of Drangelic (Tacky x DonVolt)

She shuddered and squirmed in the darkness, knowing that she'd soon burn alive in the acids within the beast.
Thread: Human Male Seeking Furry Female(s) For Pet Play or Master/Slave Play

CoughVice of AshCough Seriously, though, it's a good plot. I hope you find someone interesting for it.
Thread: Human Male Seeking Furry Female(s) For Pet Play or Master/Slave Play

I'm interested in doing a furry.
Thread: Human Male Seeking Furry Female(s) For Pet Play or Master/Slave Play

Ohh I could be a wolf or a big cat.
Thread: Slave Meets Master (P) [ladydark/SkittyGirlLucy]

Rick was driving home from a long day at the slave market, he glances into the back seat and grins. At least I didn't go home empty handed this time... He turns his eyes back to the road ahead and continues driving. I can't wait I get you home and break you in... He had bought a pretty little thing from an old friend of his, she was currently lightly sedated with her hands tied behind her back and sitting in his back seat. I know you can hear me my Pet... We're going to have a lot of fun you and I... He chuckles and glances at her in the review, she was groggy, but conscious, they were about 20 minutes away from her new home.
Thread: Slave Meets Master (P) [ladydark/SkittyGirlLucy]

Anya was in the back seat crying from being sold as a sex slave please let's me go. I don't want to be a slave she cried burying her face into the seat please I just want to go home. Please untie me and let me go home she cried tossing and turning in the back seat
Thread: Slave Meets Master (P) [ladydark/SkittyGirlLucy]

He chuckles and speeds up slightly to pass someone on the road, Sorry missy... But you're mine now... Now hush up... We'll be home soon... He turns off the highway and slows the car slightly, they were driving through a thick wooded area. So... You know what to call me... What shall I call you... He looks at her in the rear view mirror, giving her a slight smirk.
Thread: Slave Meets Master (P) [ladydark/SkittyGirlLucy]

Ladydark said He chuckles and speeds up slightly to pass someone on the road, Sorry missy... But you're mine now... Now hush up... We'll be home soon... He turns off the highway and slows the car slightly, they were driving through a thick wooded area. So... You know what to call me... What shall I call you... He looks at her in the rear view mirror, giving her a slight smirk. Click to expand... Anya my name is Anya she cried looking out the window why are we in the woods? Are you going to rape me out here? she started to cry more as she said please don't rape me in the woods burying her face again This is just a bad dream i'll wake up in my bed any second. Yes any second now she laughed hysterically losing her mind before coming back to reality crying more than before I don't want to get raped out here. Please put me in a bed at least she cried as they drove deeper into the woods.
Thread: Slave Meets Master (P) [ladydark/SkittyGirlLucy]

He glances at her again I live out here... Look... After a few minutes the forest clears slightly and a larger house can be seen. Now shut up... He'd have to break her of that whiny habit soon, he couldn't stand whining. He soon pulls the car closer to the house and stops, turning it off and getting out, he opens the back door and pulls her out as well, leading her to the house.
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Thread: Her Father's old friend. [Me x ProtagonistRP

Her whole life she had been bouncing between her parents homes in different states. At a young age her parents had separated, and when they had first split Robin was sent to live with her mother. At first her mother was able to take care of herself and the baby Robin, but as days, weeks, and months started to pass taking care of a baby started to become too much. She was juggling too many things, parties, taking care of an apartment, dating, working, a baby and after the months passed her mother got in with the wrong crowd. Her father had been fighting with her mother since her mother had left over Robin. Her father was just waiting for her mother to slip, to go back to her old ways, and it didn't take long for it to happen. By the time Robin was one, her mother was dating a new man. The new man, was influencing her mother in bad ways. Coke, Meth, LSD, any type of drugs the man could get his hands on he was dishing the drugs to her mother. Her mother was back to her old ways and despite, the father could not really prove her actions had gone back to their old ways. When Robin was five, her mother had done a lot to neglect her. Staying up all night partying, forgetting to feed her child, not washing her clothes. Only a few days before she was bound to go visit her father in Connecticut, her mother over dosed on prescription drugs she had stolen from a co-worker. Her father, getting wind of what had happened, easily sought custody over Robin and took her away from her drug addict mother. Ever since then, Robin has lived quietly with her father growing up. Her life was pretty simple with her father. They lived in a two story house. The first story was full of the living room, kitchen, a bathroom. The second story had a work room, her father's office and two bedrooms. The basement? A bedroom, a large living room, and a bar. Her grandfather, her mother's dad, had been nice enough to help her father find a better house when Robin had moved in with her father. Her grandfather tried his best to help them pay for the house every month, but ultimately it was her father's responsibility. When Robin turned 15, she was working as much as she could to help her father pay for things. On Robin's 16 year, she was getting the hang of living with her father, going to school and working. Her father had agreed to give her more space, letting her take residence in the basement and taking control of the room down there. Though of course her father locked up the beer. It was Robin had just turned 17 that everything in her life with her father started to shift. She had just finished working at the grocery store, her friend Amber was driving her home. She did not think twice when she went to the door, adjusting her jacket and fiddling around in her purse as she unlocked the front door and walked inside. She set down her book bag at the door, put her purse on the table by the door and moved to the kitchen to get something to eat before moving to the basement door to go downstairs.
Thread: Her Father's old friend. [Me x ProtagonistRP

Life for Rocco hadn't been much better. When Rocco was a kid he'd spent his childhood bouncing from foster home to foster home. His mother had been some hooker on the street, and his father had been locked up in jail most of the kid's life. It was no wonder that once he was 16 he'd turned to a life on the streets. What had started as just some street hustling to make a buck turned into boosting cars, and then by the time he was 21 he was into so many illegal activities who could count. As a kid he'd done a few stints in Juvenile Hall, but never any major time. That came later. When Rocco was 30 he met Tony at a bar. Tony was a decent guy looking to make a buck, and Rocco liked him. So Rocco introduced him to the boss, and together they started working jobs together. Things were great for the first 4 years, but then it happened. Tony made a mistake, and got himself pinched for some stupid little job they pulled together. At the time Tony had just gotten his girlfriend pregnant and Rocco knew that he couldn't let his best friend go to jail. So he took the fall. Rocco spent the next 5 years doing time for Tony's mess. But Rocco never complained. Tony was his best friend, and he would have taken a bullet for anyone who was a loyal friend. Thankfully, Rocco didn't do too badly behind bars. He was an upstanding inmate who worked the kitchen and got along with most everybody. He was smart and charismatic, making friends with guards and inmates alike. So it was no wonder that after only 5 years they decided to give him parole. It should have been Rocco's greatest day, but all he kept wondering was what was next. What would he do? Where would he go? Who would hire someone like him? Would he have to go back to his old life? He didn't know. But he knew one thing. He could count on Tony to help. So of course when he told Tony that he was getting paroled Tony offered him a place to stay till he got himself on his feet. Tony had a basement that was perfect for someone like Rocco. It had a private entrance, it was sound proof. He'd have plenty of privacy. Rocco had been relaxing down in the basement when Robin got home. He didn't hear her as she made her way downstairs. He was laying on the couch watching some TV in just a pair of basketball shorts. His upper body fully exposed. It had been so long since he'd watched TV, and he was enjoying it, even though all his favorite shows were now gone.
Thread: Her Father's old friend. [Me x ProtagonistRP

When she had opened the door, the TV from downstairs had lifted up the stairs to her ears. Robin made a weird face, peach in her mouth as she started going down the steps. Did she leave the TV on all day again while she was out at school? Maybe her father was downstairs again drinking, but that would be strange. His car had not been in the driveway when she had gotten home. Slowly and cautiously she made her way down the steps. Her hair was pulled up in a messy bun. The couch would have it's back to the stairs, the TV would be in view when she got halfway down. At first she didn't see him as she got to the bottom and opened the door to the bedroom. After all, Robin had claimed the downstairs when she had turned 15 and started dating. Tired of the constant watch of her father when she brought home boys to hang out and watch movies with. When Robin got into her room there were bags on the ground, opened and she raised a brow. Men's clothes seemed to be thrown on the floor and Robin screamed. She hated messy rooms and mens clothing in her room?! She was damn pissed. Was her father stashing his extra shit in her room or was someone in the family visiting. Robin went out to the living room, she did not notice him when she grabbed the remote off the couch and turned off the TV. She was in short shorts, a tank top with a push up bra and boots, made working easy. When she turned to set down the remote she jumped, startled dropping her peach on the ground. Who the fuck are you?! Robin screamed.
Thread: RP: Doctor Who: Sunlight  (Horror_Show & Ethan78)

RE RP Doctor Who Slow Down HorrorShow Ethan78 The Doctor could feel Jenny changing. His energy was merging with hers and with her body. He could feel their psyches merging, separating and merging again. Her regeneration energy and his time lord essence becoming one and just as quickly separating again. The Doctor, exhausted and drained, covered in sweat and the dusty sparks of regeneration looked at Jenny and saw someone totally unknown to him. Undeniably it was Jenny and completely a Time Lord. She was also more than a little bit the Doctor himself. Donna had frozen in the moments it had taken for the young Time Lord to make her transformation. Doctor, Donna whispered, abandoning her usual tough faade, what's happened Doctor, is she Jenny?. The Doctor looked up from cradling the young woman, Yeah she's my Jenny, my Jenny now completely with a huge loving grin. The woman in the Doctor's arms looked very little like she had before. In a way she even resembled the Doctor, at least this regeneration. Long brown hair laid around her shoulders with a serious but sensual mouth. A cute nose far more feminine than her fathers twitched with dust and sweat that was coming off of the both of them. She focused brown intelligent eyes on the Doctor. Hi Dad she said with a soft smile. The Doctor's mind was reeling. He was himself but also her and she was Jenny, but very him. I will never, ever, let foolish men's wars or the dreams of evil threaten my daughter, he said almost silently to himself. You're alive, you're alive, well of course you are, why shouldn't you be the Doctor shouted with a wild grin trying to jump to his feet but unable with fatigue. The Doctor, Donna Noble and Jenny... molto bene. Donna had gotten both the Doctor and the newly regenerated Jenny into a room in the Tardis where they could sleep off their ordeal. Molto bene, is right, and I'm left shifting these too into their beds. Still Donna was so happy for the Doctor. He was her best friend no matter how daft or skinny he was, and seeing him hurt made a whole in her heart. The look on his face when the beautiful young woman had reformed was worth all the silliness, danger and outright strangeness that they lived through. The makeshift bedroom that Donna had made for them felt amazing to the Doctor. Not an hour ago he was certain he had lost yet another sliver of his soul with the loss of someone special to him. There she was sleeping peacefully, beautiful even in her post regenerative state. He would get to know this part of himself. He would learn to be her friend, because he already loved her more than life itself.