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Thread: Breaking two (Google and JadedSkylark)

Dominic only half listened as she asked for him to explain more about the director, he suspected that she might have some passing familiarity with his other work on quite a few TV shows but the movie wasn't something he was well known for. The fact that she was afraid of horror movies wouldn't be anything that bothered him in the least, in fact he hardly even cared about her irrational fear though it might amuse him to have her further on edge and clinging to him before the true fun began. This was all just a game to him, a game that he was going to win no matter what followed, though he suspected that Emma offered him more then the normal amusement that was to be enjoyed, especially if he were able to draw her room mate into his fun. He watched closely as she took her seat, smoothing the skit down for her modesty which was a complete waste of her time but made him smile none the less, her wearing the skirt had been an excellent choice that really worked out in his benefit. Sitting down next to her he made sure not to sit too close, he gave her just a little bit of space but he was closer then he would be able to be with an arm rest in the way between them, space that wouldn't exist there for very long and he would be happy to press her limits until she caught onto what was really going on. Even her comment about what she was studying was something tedious to him and he barely paid any attention to it at all, he knew more then a bit about business due to his work often bringing him into contact with the business world. Well if you need a little help with any math then I am sure I could help you study. He offered with a smile, lightly laying a hand on her knee, letting it rest on her skirt lightly, perhaps a slightly bold move at this point but he was looking forward to gauging her reaction a little bit, seeing how she would respond to his forward action. I mean I work as an investment consultant so I have a pretty good grasp of numbers. Of course these days computers did most of the work and he usually relied on his gut to make the picks for him so it had worked out pretty well for him so far... but if offering to give her a tip or two helped gain her trust a little bit more then it was easy enough. Her putting the armrest back down though, it wasn't expected and for a moment it caught his arm and he moved it from her leg, annoyance flashing across his face in the dim room for a moment before he covered it up with an easy smile. Maybe Ashley did find something a little different this time. He suggested as he leaned in and the lights of the theater began to dim a little bit. Maybe I am dangerous and you just haven't caught onto that because I am just a charming bastard. The moment ended after a moment when he flashed her a smile and sat back in his seat, the previews starting but his eyes still on her.
Thread: I'm new here.. And wanna chat...

Just to clarify, I'm 19.. And I love detailed roles.. I'm fairly new to rp, but I'm open to suggestions
Thread: I'm new here.. And wanna chat...

Do you have anything you really want to play?
Thread: Disregard

RE Schadenfreude m x f Bump.
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RE Schadenfreude m x f Da-buh
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RE Schadenfreude m x f Bump. Additionally, I'm also looking for long term rp partners for IMs.
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RE Schadenfreude m x f not a bump this time. the terms degradation, physical abuse, psychological abuse do interest me, add non-com and semi public humiliation, even some degree of pain, and i am interested
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RE Schadenfreude m x f IMs Yes. Very much so. Additionally Bump.
Thread: Soldiers on the Farmland (Cerberus and Satine )

The sun was shining and it seemed to be a wonderful day. The country of Emmeria had seen no problems even after the Ulysses 1994XF04 Asteroid. To the people on the Emmerian side all they had seen was shooting stars as it passed over them and landed in the neighboring country of Estovokia. They had gotten it much worse with a high death toll, their government collapsing and falling to a military government. Had the Emmerian government aided the creation of the Stonehenge project then perhaps things might of turned out differently. Back In Gracemeria the day seemed like any other day, good weather forecasted for the day and nothing seemed to be of any trouble to a small little farm outside the city limits of Gracemeria. Suddenly rockets flew over head before dissapearing over the horizon where the city would be after a few minutes someone had come out side shouting. The Bridge, They took out King's Bridge! It wasn't long until tanks and troop carriers started to roll down the road. Toscha got out of the jeep and looked around as he checked his rifle. Spread out, get those people back inside. The other soldiers nodded and started to crowd the people back into their houses. Toscha nodded and laughed abit. Soon Gracemeria will be ours. -- Saturday, now there was a day that could never be ignored. A day where you didn't have people bickering at you and no work to do. Just laze about and enjoy the day as it slowly went by. Plus the fact that it had now become summer only made this Saturday even better. In the Leto's darkened room the soft sounds of dog's feet were softly heard plotting on the floor before jumping into his master's bed and licking Leto on the face. All right all right im up, gah! He sighed and yawned and stretched before sitting up and throwing the blankets off of him and onto the bed. All right Shadow lets get you some food. He smiled and ran his hands over the husky's muzzle and pulled on his p.j pants and a white tee-shirt. Leto knew he had to get up and at least start the days chores, feed the animals and then he could relax.
Thread: Male Game Master Seeking Female Adventurers - AIM & E-Mail

Okay First Most of your settings intrique me. Second I could play on email. Just remember I am posting from my phone so I probably won't want to quote all of the past info in my email cause my phone won't let me. It is a texting phone so it has a lot but I had to delete more then half of what you had here to post so I deleted it all Third I don't want to be trapped on Azeroth. Maybe a magically trapped in Golarion, or Faerun or Eberron. I just want a world I am more familiar with. Fourth I would rather not play a system. I have a very fun character I made with The Eclipse D20 classless system who could with slight modification work in in any High fantasy world plus some free form ideas to fit in a Modern, Modern fantasy, Shadowrun esque system And last you may email me at lawpreacher2000yahoo.com
Thread: Been died for a week and....

Yep... still not bored..........
Thread: Been died for a week and....

Shoot me a pm or I can do likewise.
Thread: Been died for a week and....

Still looking.........
Thread: Been died for a week and....

Anything in particular you want, beyond just a furry or two?
Thread: Creating links

I've seen this a few times on the request threads. When you click on the spoiler link it reveals the story the User is wanting to play out. Well I've been listening to the Phantom of the Opera now and got inspired with a new story but I'd like to clean up my request thread. Literally redo EVERYTHING to where it looks cleaner. So can someone tell me how to create that spoiler linktag to where a person clicks on it then it reveals the plot or story? I would like to do it as the title name and they click on the title then pop theres the story. I hope there is someone out there who knows what I'm talking about and can help me.
Thread: Creating links

You write this, but without the spaces after the leading brackets spoilerA textSurprise, surprise! spoiler And you get this A text Surprise, surprise!
Thread: Creating links

Thank you!!! I got to save my old thread now I'm about to ask for it to be deleted!
Thread: The Mask Thief (ViperFang x ilaughatmyself)

The Carnevale. It was a huge event in Venice and all sorts of people gathered to enjoy the fun that night. Games, dancing, competition...this night had it all. One woman, however, was here on a different mission. One that would ruin the expectations of many. This night, there was a big competition to win a golden mask, one that would gain the winner entry to Marco Barbarigo's party. Unfortunately for the competitors, this mask was also incredibly valuable. Selling it elsewhere would fetch someone a great deal of money, and it seemed Kicho was ready to be the one to do this. While the competition raged, she slipped to the holding area for the golden mask and was delighted to see that only one man served as the guard. Once she had the area cased, she waited for the competition to reach the final event, when the other guards made their last checkup on the mask and left the area once more. She then sauntered up to the guard, donning a confused look on her face and looking around. Excuse me miss, you're not allowed back here, he called to her before looking at her scantily clad body. He was already falling into her trap. Oh, I'm s-sorry sir...I think I've had a little too much wine, she replied, slowly stumbling up to him. She then made her self trip over her own feet, making her fall into the guard's arms, eliciting a dirty grin on his face. Clearly, he assumed he was going to have some fun with her. She giggled as she then slipped her hand into her kimono sleeve. Oh my goodness, I'm sorry. When I'm drunk, I can be a real pain . With her last word, she slipped a dagger from her sleeve and plunged it into his gut. The guard was in shock as the pain slowly set in. She quickly slipped behind him and slashed open his throat, ensuring he couldn't scream. Once she was satisfied with her work, she picked the lock of the cage containing the mask and pulled the daggers from his body, once again hiding them with her sleeves after cleaning them off. Once that was finished, she heard applause and realized the last game had ended. She quickly ran off into an alleyway, trying to make her way to the docks in the canals. She needed to get away as soon as possible. It wouldn't be long before the guard's corpse was spotted.
Thread: The Mask Thief (ViperFang x ilaughatmyself)

Ezio finished his final battle with a huff. It was supposed to be a simple, hand to hand fight, one that Ezio had lived in before with Vieri and his gang of idioti all those months ago. He then had to face armed guards, sent in by Il Rosso to stop him from winning that mask from them. Obviously, such a thing did not work as planned, because Ezio thankfully had learned to disarm enemies quite some time ago and has used it countless times since. It proved him well eventually, as his uncle had told him. But all of this fuss over a simple mask? It seemed a bit too...unnecessary for everything. Ezio shrugged as he walked up onto the stage, where the announcer was beckoning for him. After all three trials, one man has prevailed above every other man. He grabbed the Assassin's arm, thrusting it into the air. This man! He has won the mask. He put the arm back down. Congratulations, messere . You proved your speed in the capturing of the flag, you charm in the ribbon collection, and your might in the brawl. Your reward is- At that moment, a guard appeared, shouting to the announcer, The mask! It has been stolen! And in a flash, Ezio was on the rooftops, scouring for the thief.
Thread: The Mask Thief (ViperFang x ilaughatmyself)

Kicho could hear screams as people discovered the death of the guard. It made her grin. She may be barely over twenty, but all her years of training to perfect the kill still had a powerful effect on people. She felt proud, but also exhausted. She had spent so much time trying to cover her tracks, she needed to rest. Once she arrived at the docks, she stepped onto the stone edge of the canal walls and inched her way under one of the archways. She always found these to be perfect to hide in. Now, she wanted to get a look at her prize. she reached into her silk bag and pulled out the golden mask. It was shiny and light and very nicely detailed. Those greasy men fighting over something like this, then it ends with it being all for nothing. I can't wait to see what I can get for this, she hissed to herself, feeling very successful. She turned the mask around in her hands, examining every detail. She found it odd that it had a number carved into it. She hoped this wouldn't hurt the price. After all, aside from that, it was in pristine shape. Not a scratch or scuff on its polished surface. Unfortunately for Kicho, she was unaware of how open she had left herself on the way to the canals. While practically invisible to a commoner while on her journey, the eyes of an assassin would easily be able to track her suspicious movements. There was little chance that Ezio missed her slipping into the shadows of the canal archway.
Thread: The Mask Thief (ViperFang x ilaughatmyself)

The combination of his trained sight and his talent made it almost stupidly easy for Ezio to track her. That, and her odd clothing. it was a bit obvious that she wasn't from Italia , but rather, and Asian country from the Silk Road. He quietly hopped off the low rooftop he was on and landed on the street, quickly blending in to a crowd moving toward her position under the arch way. he was calm, focused on her, his eye locked on that shadowy form of the woman under the arch of stone. He was on a hunt he intended to succeed in on every point. Ezio slowly walked toward her, breaking from the crowd on the side of the archway opposite the street, being reather stealthy for him, who rather charged into one on one confrontations such as this. He continued walking, extending his hidden blade for the kill. He forgot about the sound it made, clear and distinct in this quiet area.
Thread: The Mask Thief (ViperFang x ilaughatmyself)

Kicho was just about to relax when she heard the familiar sound of a blade ringing through the silence. She quickly became alert and turned toward the source. A hooded figure was creeping up on her with a blade extended from his sleeve. She cursed under her breath, furious that she had apparently not covered her tracks well enough. She slipped the mask back into her bag before reaching into her sleeves, pulling out her daggers. She had come this far, and she wasn't about to lose her prize. Come to take it back? she called to him, her blades glinting in the moonlight. Did you work hard to try and win it for yourself? It's a shame when endeavors fail, wouldn't you agree? She then slowly inched her way to the edge, the canal waters just below her. She then slipped one of the blades to the string of her bag. She wasn't about to let this man win. Come closer and I cut this string. Then the mask is gone forever.
Thread: The Mask Thief (ViperFang x ilaughatmyself)

Ezio swore to himself at the sound, seeing the woman immediately turn toward him and spotted him easily, also cursing the white that he had chosen to die his clothes, standing out in the night more than a grey or black would have. His blade was highly visible as well, glinting sharply in the stark shadow of the arch. He was visible by the naked eye, something all Assassini actively tried to avoid at every cost necessary. Her words were taunting, daring him to come closer in both situations. Thank the Gods he didn't have to. He actually stepped backwards, aiming his hidden pistol at her. He looked as if he were pointing however, speaking to her in English. Madonna , i do not have to step closer to kill you. He smirked at her, jesting himself.
Thread: The Mask Thief (ViperFang x ilaughatmyself)

Kicho watched as the hooded man took a step back, and she took it as he was going to retreat. When he pointed at her, however, she found herself feeling nervous. His threat would have seemed idle if it weren't for that dangerous smirk on his face...or what she could see of his face. She didn't like this at all. She looked around the area and couldn't see a practical escape route. She would have to run and keep her path erratic. That, or she would have to find another way to get out of this. She took a step forward, her leg stepping through the thigh-high slit in her dress. She moved the blade away from the bag's string reluctantly, but kept her eyes trained on him. Come now, no one has to die here, Stranger, she hissed. She didn't want to lose this mask, but she also didn't want to die or get thrown in prison. I needed this mask to sell, but if you want it so badly that you'll try to kill me, perhaps we can work something out. She wanted him to get closer so she could try and kill him and get away. Still, he didn't look like a normal person that was angry about getting his prize taken away. He almost looked like he did this sort of thing professionally. That didn't bode will for her.
Thread: The Mask Thief (ViperFang x ilaughatmyself)

Ezio saw the expression seem to change from confident to nervous, and the smirk on his face grew. He was breaking through to her, making her bend to his will. This woman was very easy to break it seemed, harder than most targets and civilians, but still easy, nonetheless. He eyed the leg that peeked out of the slit in her dress before his eyes darted back up to her face, his pistol trained on her chest the entire conversation as he spoke again. Perhaps... He kept the gun up, realizing that she was slowly moving closer. He was ready to extend his other hidden blade if need be, his reflexes quick enough to do so, his eyes trained well enough to spot an attempt at an attack.
Thread: The Mask Thief (ViperFang x ilaughatmyself)

He didn't lower his hand. Kicho now knew what she was up against. He was holding a gun and she had no chance of getting out of this one unscathed. Her nervous look changed to one of disappointment. She was so confident that she could handle this easily. Now she had no choice but to give up the mask...unless he was willing to make a trade. Okay, would you mind lowering your gun, she asked before dropping her daggers to the ground, the blades piercing the ground and making them stand up firmly. It scares me. I'd prefer to talk to you without weapons coming into play. She had another, smaller knife in her right sleeve if she needed it, but she wanted to gain his trust. Now look, please. I need the money this mask can bring in for me. I'm prepared to do anything for you if you'll let me go, she continued, walking slowly toward him and swaying her hips as she moved. Her slender leg continued to slip through her dress as she walked. She hoped he would go for it, but if he didn't, she would have to risk a dangerous combat.
Thread: The Mask Thief (ViperFang x ilaughatmyself)

The facade finally broke, after about a minute of a gun trained on her vital organs. Ezio slowly lowered his weapon, his hidden blades still at the ready if he needed them, but his demeanor was calmer. He eyed her swaying hips and leg poking out every now and then with apathy, when in his younger years they would have driven him entirely insane. He kept his eyes trained on her face afterwards, the smirk still on his face. I do not think that is your intention of walking toward me, is it? He gestured toward the sleeves. Mighty large sleeves you have there. Many a weapon could be concealed. He really didn't know, but he made it sound like he did, just to see if she was trying to kill him.
Thread: The Mask Thief (ViperFang x ilaughatmyself)

Kicho felt frustration welling up inside her. This damned man. He could see right through her actions. She had to fight now, otherwise, he could easily kill her. After he finished speaking, she reached into her sleeve and pulled out a tanto. It was smaller than her previous daggers, but it was just as deadly. Fine, we fight, but don't bring a pistol into this, she hissed. A big strong man using a ranged weapon on a little lady? How cowardly. She then dashed forward, ready to slash at his throat with the thin, single-edged blade. She kept her defenses up as she neared him, however, knowing full well that he would probably use that blade he was going to use before she spotted him. Once she was close enough, she swiped her blade at him before leaning back while she tried to kick at his groin, hoping to bring him down as quickly as she could.
Thread: The Mask Thief (ViperFang x ilaughatmyself)

Ezio chortled, expecting the charge to come at some point. He knew it was coming, so he dodged, not countering, trying to wear her down a bit before attacking. He also sidestepped the kick that was sent his way, frowning at the intended target of it. It was a sly move, one that he would have pulled, but at least that was the point of the dodge, it was something he would have tried years ago. Madonna , i do not appreciate the cheap tactics...
Thread: The Mask Thief (ViperFang x ilaughatmyself)

She grew angry as she realized how nimble he was, easily dodging her attacks. She didn't like how this was going. She had to be careful, or he was going to succeed in killing her. In a desperate attempt to kill him, Kicho launched her tanto at him, aiming for his chest. Predicting that he was going to dodge her attack, she ran forward, curling her hands into fists then threw a punch aimed at his face, hoping to try and surprise him. Still, his statement annoyed her. Cheap tricks? Isn't that what your little gun was? A cheap way to kill me? she hissed, hoping he took the 'little gun' term as a double-entendre. She found men were easier to beat when their manhood was insulted.
Thread: The Mask Thief (ViperFang x ilaughatmyself)

This time, Ezio countered. He dodged the tanto easily and caught her fist in his hand, holding it as he replied to the snark comment. He knew the double innuendo, but ignored it, knowing that she had no idea how well-endowed he was. He looked her carefully in the eye, never removing his gaze from hers, wanting to intimidate her as much as he could. It was a bit of an old tactic he had, but it worked often. My 'little gun' was no cheap tactic, madonna . It was me using what i had available to me. He smiled and threw her back hearing a bit of a tear sound from a twig or something.
Thread: The Mask Thief (ViperFang x ilaughatmyself)

Kicho knew he would dodge the blade, but she was so confident that she was going to land that punch. Instead, he caught it with ease and held her fast. She grunted as she tried to pull her fist away from his large hand. Her eyes glared into his, not wanting to let herself be intimidated by his dark gaze. She scoffed at his words as he defended his use of the pistol. Call it what you like, but I only have hand to hand weapons, so in my book, that was cheap! she spat back at him. She then spotted his smile before he pushed her back. She cried out as she heard the sound of fabric tearing before she finally fell to the ground. She quickly sat up and saw the damage that had been done. The entire lower half of her dress was torn from her with only a small amount covering her nether regions, exposing her long, creamy, unblemished legs. She cursed to herself as she reached down to cover herself as much as she could, spotting the part that had been torn from her under the stranger's boot. Now look what you've done! That was my only dress! she exclaimed before she reached to slide the bag from her shoulders. At this point, she didn't even care about the mask. She felt humiliated, defeated. She tossed the back at his feet and looked away from him. Fine, take it. Just...give me back what you tore off. I need to have some cover while I try to find a place to stay for the night...