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Thread: The Forbidden Forest (Winter && RoleplayMaster)

Inside the forest lived so many beasts. These beasts were different though. Unlike the creatures that would love to maim and kill you, these guys had only one thing that they wanted sex. You see, all species of animals need to reproduce, and the males can get sexually frustrated. Now, the clans in this forest do not have any women, so they have no sexual release. Ever. On this full-mooned night, men have transformed themselves into large, hairy werewolves. They stood at 6'2 and their cocks were massive. They were long, brown and thick, their heads actually dripping pre-cum. Comparing it to a normal humans cock, you would never get close. The werewolves could sense something.. Different, about tonight. It was a human girl! They hadn't been seen in the forest for years.. centuries.. A small clan of werewolves, only 5, silently rushed from their position to the girl, but slowed as they approached. They circled her, the leader walking right up in front of her. Lost, are we? He asked with a feral grin. A wolf came up behind her and held her arms firmly, giving her no chance to escape. He couldn't resist leaning down and running its long tongue across her neck Tasty It growled. His cock was pressed against the hole of her ass, only her clothes and his leader stopping him from penetrating.
Thread: The Forbidden Forest (Winter && RoleplayMaster)

And just like that, Kara knew why the forbidden forest was forbidden. At first she had just heard the shuffling noises within the trees of something moving around, but then just like that... They had come out. And though it was too dark to fully make out their details, she could see enough to know that whatever she had encountered, it certainly wasn't human. She gave a shriek of panic as one of them grabbed her arms from behind, and their grip was so tight that she just knew she wouldn't be able to escape no matter how much she struggled. And she... Definitely wanted to, because she doubted that the hardness prodding against her backside was anything good. No, I'm not lost--' she stammered out, her nervousness making her attempt to lie about her situation a very bad one indeed. I know... Exactly where I'm going and I need to be there soon, so if you could kindly... Let me go, I'd much appreciate that--
Thread: a inuyasha original (jelojohn and Abby Locke)

groaning amber his eyes, the scenery he was used to was no longer there, instead he saw a beatifull landscape he barely recognized, yet it almost felt like home to him. Hello ANYONE..... were the hell am I amber yelled in frustration, he had just been walking home were his family was awaiting him for dinner and now he was here. cooling his nerves he checked himself for any abrasions because he remembered the sensation of falling before he came here, after seconds of this the only thing he found wierd was a wet backside but he did not take great note to it, who knows he may have landed in a puddle. as he cleaned himself off amber went of in a direction he thought to be south grabbing a large stick for defense, for he knew nothing of this land!
Thread: a inuyasha original (jelojohn and Abby Locke)

Tenshi was walking quietly through the forest, enjoying the peacefullness that was giving her a small break from the reality she faced of constant fighting. The sound of a human yell caught her attention, causing her to frown. A human shouldn't be so far out, away from their little villages they liked so much. Curious, Tenshi followed the sound and smell of the human. She didn't have far to go before she found him. A boy, barely a man, in strange clothes. He had a strange smell too. She frowned more, the silly little human had only a stick for protection. That might work against an animal but if he met up with any demons he was screwed.
Thread: |~| FxFxF Steam Punk Domination and Slavery |~|

RE FxFxF Three Way Domination Steam Punk RP! Still looking for interested people.
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Still need another plaything.
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tldr. however given what i did read, i m interested. Would you be alright with a male playing a female?
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Gashnaw said tldr. however given what i did read, i m interested. Would you be alright with a male playing a female? Click to expand... Sorry, I'd rather not, especially if the length of that put you off.
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it wasn't really the length, but lack of interest in reading the history. I get it,its steam punk you have the bells and whistles of a steam punk universe. You have the gimmick, the cities, but i figured most of teh RP would be placed in Dytox, so i found reading about the other islands boring. Along with that the little i read about Dytox i figured it is a Steam punk themed New york So more so skimmed than actually read.
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You really know how to offend and put some one completely off role-playing with you huh? Best of luck to you, looking for people showing a little more interest really. Just need one more.
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yea i tend to say the wrong things a lot. But it relatively the same, not saying you're unoriginal, but a steam punk world is a steam punk world. You have your airships, brasscopperbronzegold materials. clockwork and steam powered. And a Victorian styled attire. In general you can guess the world, same with most medieval and Victorian settings. Everyone wants to make their world seem so unique and exotic. But its not. No one's is. Even my worlds are never exotic. Best of luck in your search, but you can't really blame me. I'm not gonna go watch Titanic, the boat sinks people die, I'm not gonna sit through four hours to see that, I'm not going to read a large paragraph to read of a world i already know. Sorry to offend you.
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Yeah no problem, definitely worries me as a potential rp partner though if things are long so you just presume to know it. Just makes one feel like they've wasted their time putting effort in to something. Makes me worry you'd do that with long posts too. It definitely has the usual steam punk elements but it's not much like New York at all. Also, Titanic is actually a pretty good movie, even if you know the boat sinks, it's more about the story that happens while it sinks.
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Still looking for that last one!
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Still need a good rper.
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Lady Arachnia said Still need a good rper. Click to expand... May I fill this role?
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RE Second Chance Meeting The Adventurer erinkate424 OOC Super sorry for the wait! there's no excuse for having you wait so long for what should be an easy post. i owe you one. if there's anything i can do to make it up to you, let me know, okay? Ever since Raphael was revived, he was so much more sensitive -- to everything. Sounds, smells, sights, colors, textures, touches, hardness, softness, women . Every moment in his life was now so euphoric, in a way so unique and difficult to describe unto itself, he found no reason to bother with the words. Even when he was alive first , he had never felt so happy, and contented, and relaxed. He was actually rather glad that Jimmy Lupino was so vengeful about him fucking his girlfriend and all. Jimmy had an axe to grind so he buried the hatchet, so why not let bygones be bygones? So who could blame him for getting a good appraisal of the curvacious waitress before him? Well, maybe he could've been a little less shameless about it. Since he walked in, he hadn't looked at anything but her body. Smiling, he even stepped to her side a bit to get a nice long look at her ass with those light brown eyes of his. Of course, with her cleavage so proudly displayed in that dress, he couldn't ignore it either. He could really reach out and touch them, but he quietly stored that temptation away as he returned to her face. Hello! he said, smiling widely and warmly with a wave of his hand as if what he just did to her was nothing. I'd like a booth and two milkshakes, please. Between his height at six feet even, his handsome face, and his slender yet athletically toned build, he was a looker just as much then as he was in his previous life. Perhaps he was riding on that to save his ass in this situation. Or, maybe he didn't care at all.
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RE Second Chance Meeting The Adventurer erinkate424 OOC Lol it's okay, at least you finally replied, an just make it up to me by replying more Seeing a young man she didn't recognize, she greeted him with a welcoming smile, he was quite handsome and had very pleasing features. Though, he seemed to be one of those men, his eyes looked her up and down resting on her curvy ass for a moment, then her cleavage. It was amazing how shameless the man was, he didn't even try to hide it, but Luci was used to these things, and continued smiling. Oh, of course sir, let me show you to a booth then. She said, walking ahead of him now, leading him to a nearby booth by the window. As she walked in front of him, her rear swung back and forth along with her steps, and the man had a perfect view of this. Reaching the booth, she motioned him to sit down with a smile, and once he was seated she pulled out a note pad from her apron. Two milkshakes... Okay,now what kind of milkshakes would ya like sir? She asked, looking up at him with her warm brown eyes from over her note pad. Her lips were plump and a slightly tinted peach color, making soft movements as she spoke to the young man. Thankfully her shift was almost over, and she'd be able to head out as soon as she got his order to him, the next waitress taking her shift could handle him then.
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RE Second Chance Meeting The Adventurer erinkate424 OOC i'm on it, doggone it! B salutes! by the way, should i play as ol' scratch when he comes around? O To be wearing a uniform like that, either she likes her ass, thought Raphael as he was lead to his seat, staring at her rear the whole way, or someone else does. The old woman was clearly disgusted at both Raphael and the old man, who couldn't help but steal a little glance, too. Ronneaux sat, easy as that. One chocolate, he said as he leaned back in the booth and smiled, looking up at her and getting a nice view of her breasts from another perspective, annnd whatever kind you like. I'm not too sure what the best flavor is. As if to punctuate the statement, he flashed her a wink that she might've been too involved in writing down the order to notice.
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RE Second Chance Meeting The Adventurer erinkate424 OOC You can if you'd like to I don't mind it one bit! And thank you kindly! Looking up at the man, she caught his wink, and sighed. Well sir, the best in my opinion is the caramel chocolate swirl milkshake. But we also have mint, Orange dream, malt, and vanilla bean.. She replied, and waited for his reply, turning to get the shakes once he did. She soon disappeared into the kitchen and made his order as the other waitress finally arrived and clocked in. Sighing in relief, she handed the older waitress her note pad and the young man's order to take to him. Clocking out, she slipped out of the diner from the back and hopped into her car to head home. Once she arrived, she parked and got out, stretching her arms above her head before walking to the front door with her keys. The wooden steps that led up to her small porch, creeked as she walked up them. Unlocking her door, she heard foot steps coming up the stairs behind her, making her heart nearly stop in fear. Turning around, she saw the figure of a man coming towards her, he was nicely dressed, and had a devilish smirk on his face. She gasped and backed into her door, fear covering her face, What do you want? She asked, her voice trembling as she looked at the strange man.
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RE Second Chance Meeting The Adventurer erinkate424 erinkate424 said OOC You can if you'd like to I don't mind it one bit! And thank you kindly! Looking up at the man, she caught his wink, and sighed. Well sir, the best in my opinion is the caramel chocolate swirl milkshake. But we also have mint, Orange dream, malt, and vanilla bean.. She replied, and waited for his reply, turning to get the shakes once he did. She soon disappeared into the kitchen and made his order as the other waitress finally arrived and clocked in. Sighing in relief, she handed the older waitress her note pad and the young man's order to take to him. Clocking out, she slipped out of the diner from the back and hopped into her car to head home. Once she arrived, she parked and got out, stretching her arms above her head before walking to the front door with her keys. The wooden steps that led up to her small porch, creeked as she walked up them. Unlocking her door, she heard foot steps coming up the stairs behind her, making her heart nearly stop in fear. Turning around, she saw the figure of a man coming towards her, he was nicely dressed, and had a devilish smirk on his face. She gasped and backed into her door, fear covering her face, What do you want? She asked, her voice trembling as she looked at the strange man. Click to expand... Caramel chocolate swirl. Raphael, with a cocked eyebrow, tracked the girl as she checked out and made her escape. As soon as he recieved the order, he paid extra and took the chocolate milkshake with him as he left -- cute little malt glass and all. Well, yes, of course it was delicious, and he hoped that she would compare. --------------- The man with the devilish grin couldn't help but chuckle -- and what a terrible chuckle it was. It was a haunting, croaking laughter that filled the whole house wall-to-wall. Luci! It's just your dear Saint Nick! Only, he chuckled again, I'm not a saint anymore! By then, he'd reached the bottom of the steps, and, with one large hand, leaned on the railing. You remember me, right? You know me well, ever since you were a kid. So does your father. One last, long chuckle. He's still pissed, you know.
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RE Second Chance Meeting The Adventurer erinkate424 Allison looked at the man, fear growing as she recognized him finally, his laughter sending chills up her spine. What do you want now!? She demanded, her voice trembling in fear even more now then before. She didn't think she'd ever have to see him again, let alone speak to this devilish man. As he began to climb the stairs, her hand quickly found the door knob and turned it, opening the front door behind her. Stepping in quickly, she brought maybe she could escape and slammed the door behind her, locking it tightly. Her hands rested on the wooden door now, she was holding her breath practically, waiting to hear him leave hopefully. Her home was a decent size, and nicely decorated with her paintings, nik naks, and plants. Everything was arranged neatly and pleasantly, and the walls looked to have been freshly painted with bright colors recently. The flooring was a nice hard wood, with a few rugs scattered neatly amount the house, it was clear she had been working hard on her home. Hearing nothing but silence, she sighed in relief and went to sit on the couch in front of her fire place, hoping to soon forget what she had just experienced. She had no idea what the man was really capable of, and was foolishly thinking she was now safe from him in her home, not even thinking about the fact she was still in her work uniform.
Thread: Her Mysterious Husband

Northumbria, England 1818 The manor house was ominous, sitting tall on the moor. It looked like a medieval castle, big and had walls of stone with towers to the east and west. This was her new home. The home of her new husband. A man she had never met. It had surprised her that marriages were still done by proxy. The practice was positively ancient. Yet, here she stood, married to a stranger whom she never met, standing outside of his home. Lady Jolene Montford stepped from the carriage and fixed her gown and cloak. The place was an ominous one, nothing like her home back in London. Not the home had been cheery but it was decidedly happier looking than this place. Jolene was the daughter of a rather horrible landowner who partook in gambling. He had lost his lands in a bet and she was without a dowry. She had been determined to a fate of playing seamstress to make end meet and had been fine with such a fate. That was until her father received a letter from the mysterious Duke of Northumbria. He was not a circular part of high society and she had never met him. Rumors abounded that he was like a dragon in a cave, locked away and seen by none. A fair lord who was never unfair or cruel to his tenants but ruled them from afar. His letter had offered her father three hundred pounds a year. A tidy sum for certain. All he had to do was sign a contract of marriage and make her the man's wife. And he had. She had been sold like a slave and it irritated her. Stepping into the house, a servant quickly approached and bowed. Your Grace. Welcome...I am James Porter, your husband's head of house staff, come to see you settled in and your things placed in your room. Jolene frowned. Am I not meeting His Grace? She asked, her gaze sweeping the foyer. Inside was far more impressive than the outside. It was well kept and well decorated, though certainly more masculine than she would like. Not now. He is preoccupied. You will see him this evening, after dinner.... Does his Grace not eat dinner? She asked then frowned. It seems strange that he hides himself... His instructions were that you meet him after dinner, in your chambers...I cannot naysay him Your Grace.... He said. Jolene looked down and nodded then followed after Mr. Porter, gazing at portraits as they walked. She did not see many servants. What would cause a man to live such a life of isolation? She supposed that eventually she would find out.
Thread: Forceful Ways

I thought that your lap top was not fixed. Are we still doing our rp or not anymore? I'm just wondering that is all.
Thread: my obsession

Just pm'd you
Thread: my obsession

Hey could you tell me whats wrong?
Thread: my obsession

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Thread: Naruto Cannon and OC pairings (Over AIM)

Multi-Character-Roleplayer said I'm looking to do an rp with some Naruto characters. I want it to have a little bit of a story but I want there to be tones of smut, romance, teasing, kinkiness and so on. I'm also looking for a long term roleplay with someone. Really want to do Really want to do and have long term with Cannon Pairings Kiba X Hinata Kiba X Ino Sasuke X Hinata Shikamaru X Ino Shikamaru X Hinata Gaara X Hinata Gaara X Sakura Sasori X Sakura OC Pairings Kiba X OC Sasuke X OC Itachi X OC Deidara X OC Sasori X OC Shikamaru X OC Other Information Please Read When playing Kiba, I have to ask that you try ad meet his personality as close as possible. This means being possessive, lovingromantic, kinky, and flirty AIM originalvampiressraven I'm online almost all the time. Message me about what pairing you want to do and we can talk about a roleplay. K-List Click to expand... Hi there, I resent just Joined and Saw your Post. I Plenty Of Rp experience and have many interesting OCs I could use, Male and Female OC..And most importantly I Love adding a bit of Romance and Im open minded about it. I can give you a listprofile Of My OCs To pick From And we can plan out a plot if you chose to except. -
Thread: When Predators Become Prey (Yuna & Elehina's 1x1)

Lillithria RPC PicsElfRangerbysypri.jpg RPC PicsElfRangerbysypri.jpg RPC PicsElfRangerbysypri.jpg Vampires just the simple term often gets an array of mixed reactions and emotions. It can vary from an individual merely shrugging it off and thinking nothing of the term to a soft chuckle. But eighteen year old Lillithria knew better. They were real and whether anyone believed her or not, she didn't give a damn. Then again, she never tried to convince anyone of that knowledge. Too many of the citizens in London, England, preferred to stick to the saying 'Ignorance is bliss' and not even dare to think of all the dangers around them. Then again, that was part of the reason she was still alive and didn't end up as any of the corpses that were found tossed into alleyways, clearly brutally beaten and in a mess. Some were unfortunate enough to have rape and sexual assault added onto that too but not herself. No, she knew better than to fully let her guard down. If anything, she'd been taught that lesson very well years ago. Though she was born a dhampir, Lillithria had the misfortune of failing a hunt years ago. She got out alive though fed from. And ever since that day, she was hell bent on avoiding repeating that. It had been merciful, she knew. The male vampire definitely didn't have to just use her to feed off of. In fact, some parts of her questioned why he let her go afterwards though to this day, she decided to merely accept what wound up happening. Fate and luck had smiled upon her and she wouldn't complain. At the moment, the huntress was remaining hidden away in one of the more popular hotspots. People claimed that anyone in a certain alleyway had been getting assaulted lately ... all ending up either dead or with more brutal than usual wounds. And with some having been odd marks on the neck, Lillithria knew the source had to be vampires. She kept her back pressed against a part of the wall, staying to the shadows. They were what best aided her out in hunting the damn vampires along with her weapon, a bow and arrow. She already had a silver-tipped arrow ready, her right arm kept firmly pulled back. Even when someone came in, she wouldn't let go ... not until any of the tell-tale signs caught her own light blue eyes which were mostly concealed by a cloak hiding most of her body and facial features. Listening to nothing but her heart pounding slightly in her chest, Lillithria soon found herself playing the waiting game. Every hunt always gave her an adrenaline rush of sorts and it always got better when she wound up winning in the end.
Thread: When Predators Become Prey (Yuna & Elehina's 1x1)

Allesandra London town had a charm all its own, and she often came here when she was feeling melancholy. She'd been here when the Beatles led the British invasion, and years later when The Clash had told the world that London was calling. Baker Street, Primrose Hill, Itchycoo Park, East End Boys and West End Girls - she'd spent a lifetime, and then some, wandering the streets and alleys of London. Now it was a pretty shell over a diseased core, like all the major cities in the world. The politicians talked reform and change, and the people voted for the lesser of two evils, hoping to make it through the next four, or six, or sixty years until they danced the Shaking of the Sheets and left it all behind them. Still, there was excitement to be had. She had learned to drink the marrow from her life, lest she go mad from boredom. Old age did not suit her, and so she ignored it. She was a sprite, a free spirit dancing on the skin of the world, yet ever connected to the darker underworld that lay just out of the corner of most people's eyes. She cut through the alley on her way to a new club - something different, something new - new experiences to keep her mind sharp, and her life worth living. She had read about the brutal attacks in the alley, but she had no fear. There were worse things out in the night than thugs and gang bangers. Herself, for example. She had the collar of her coat turned up against the chill and fog, and her red hair streamed down her back like a lick of fire in the last streetlight on the main road. Still, she could feel something in the darkness - something watching her. She sniffed the air, catching youth, determination, just a hint of fear - that rush of adrenaline right before an attack. Her voice had Ireland in it, despite all the years she'd spent away from there, rich and verdant like the fields that gave the island its name. And who are you waiting for then hmm? Go and pester someone else - while you still can.