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Thread: Memory Bound

he smirked a little and shrugged. it seamed like a good idea. he admitted with a laugh. your dog gave me some pretty strange looks though. he admitted smiling as he cut his meat up but ate quickly, almost as hungry as she was, considering he'd given up most of his sandwich to Sebastian, who'd just looked starving, Harry hadn't been able to resist. He scowled ay the tone of her voice and straightened looking her over. Nora, are you being threatened by someone? he asked frowning a little. because if you are I can take care of them for you. he promised frowning a little, a strange look in his eyes. Not a killers look, but definitely the look of someone who was willing to hurt someone to protect the people he cared about... the look of a person who had killed before, someone who had seen a lot of death and pain. Besides... I don't have anything to clean anymore, I have to find something to do. he admitted with a small smile. if I take a part time I can do to work after you, and be back before you and I can make you breakfast and dinner. he offered smirking a little. it will give me something to do while your not home. he admitted smirking as he fed Sebastian pieces of fat from his steak. besides... I'm not sure I want my memory back. he admitted looking nervous. after those nightmares I'm just.. not sure I'm ready. he admitted scratching Sebastian's ears. i'll give it a while before I actively start finding out the kind of person I was... maybe a week or two... you know where I lived right? I'll start there when I feel more comfortable with who I am now.
Thread: Memory Bound

Nora went quiet when she asked if she was being threatened, her face growing solemn. She bit her lip and waved his accusations away, shaking her head. No, of course not, she murmured in a hush tone. Her eyes glanced to the window, pulling her knees up to her chest and letting out a sigh. She listened to him, taking in what he had to say about getting a job and regaining his memory. However, she appeared as if she were being very distant as if she were in a deep, deep thought... You don't need to cook for me, you know. Her tone was defensive, as if she were suddenly irritated. I can take care of myself. I've been doing it long before you came around. With that, she stood and went to take a shower without another word, needing the hot water to seep into her skin and calm her. Why was she taking her frustration out on Harry? He did nothing... But after being independent for so long, it felt unusual to have someone go out of their way for her... After getting dressed in a long t-shirt and boyshort panties, she slipped back out into the living room and grabbed a cup of coffee. I'm sorry, she muttered, sitting back down beside him with a large coffee mug. She smelled of lavender shampoo and toothpaste. I just... I'm so used to being alone...
Thread: Memory Bound

he blinked a little looking startled by the harsh tone and he scowled a little as he tilted his head. but I... he looked confused and upset that she was snapping at him, certain something was wrong but not sure what to do about it, not sure he wanted to. It was his life too after all, sort of. He sighed a little and picked up the dishes, washing them and sharing the scraps with Sebastian before sitting down on the couch, ignoring the TV in favor of mulling over what was going on with Nora, and wondering why it upset him so much. Nothing made sense to him anymore, he felt like he was supposed to be doing something important and sitting around getting his ass chewed was driving him crazy... was he the sort of person who took that? He didn't know but he doubted it. Whatever the truth was, he was going to ignore it as best as he could, she didn't need his temper on top of hers. He looked over at her, looking even more amazed when she apologized, clearly not used to that sort of thing. oh... er.. it's fine... for some reason I'm used to getting my ass chewed. he admitted frowning a little. i can't remember what about... he admitted shrugging a little. if you need space, just tell me ok? I'll take a walk around the park or something. he promised smiling at her a little. i'm still cooking for you. he stated simply. i like to cook apparently, it makes me feel better knowing I'm doing something to help out and not just mooching off of you. he admitted shaking his head. i don't want to feel like I'm taking advantage of you, that's all... I care about you, you're my friend, I want to help you when I can, as little as it is.
Thread: Pathfinder

I'm interested in playing if you are still looking. I like playing tough adventures, where the party is in over its head. Like having then paid to raid a tomb for a trinket only to find out the one who hired them can use it to destroy the world. I also enjoy adventures with dungeons many dungeons. I really can't answer what raceclass I'd like until I hear more about the setting. That said, my two favorite core classes are the monk and druid, so maybe one of those. If you allow third party, well it will be harder for me to pick I've purchased tons of content. I personally feel that characters really shine at 5th level and up. Medium or fast progression for leveling And of course I'm willing for my character to die one must always be prepared for that.
Thread: Pathfinder

I'm willing to allow third party classesraces so long as I can find them on the pathfinder srd. I will not be allowing psionics though as I don't like to mix them with magic.
Thread: Pathfinder

Sniffle Why you got to hate on my favorite thing in the world? Sniffle Heh, I seriously love psionics but I really wasn't planning on playing a psionic class for this. At the moment I'm thinking druid or alchemist but I still haven't begun to imagine the race. Any chance you can lend a little info about the plot and setting?
Thread: Pathfinder

I don't know enough about the psionics to be comfortable with them, that and I hate to mix them into a magical setting. There's a few things that I'll always do in my plots, Lovecraftian Horror, which is one reason I enjoy pathfinder as it stats out some of my favourite beasties, and intrigue. I like intricate plots within plots, so expect something a bit byzantine.
Thread: Pathfinder

Lovecraft you say? This is going to be good. And constant plots sound awesome though heads up all my GMs have told me I figure out their plots to quick, so whatever the plot make it very complicated. And make sure you fill me in about the world a bit. PS what is your stance on 3.5's Pact Magic with the Pathfinder update PDF?
Thread: Pathfinder

I don't know. I stopped playing 3.5 before they even came out with a Player's Handbook 2, not due to lack of interest but lack of others to game with. So I don't know anything about it. I'm going to tentatively say no unless you can give me a convincing argument as to why I should allow it and links to rules and such on the topic. One thing I will point out for the setting, guns are advance and common. Always thought pathfinder did a great disservice with their flintlocks but they made up for it with the more modern equipment.
Thread: Pathfinder

If you aren't familiar with the system I won't push it. I do advise you to look into it some time it's fun, unique, and offers many bad ass classes. Plus the company who made it released a free PDF to update it to Pathfinder. So just guns are advanced or is technology in general further ahead? And what races are predominant?
Thread: Pathfinder

I'm working on something. I'll do a write up tonight at work and toss it into the first post come morning.
Thread: Pathfinder

Howdy! Still got a spot open? I may be interested in giving it a go. I love Pathfinder, but haven't ever played it over the internet. Have only played a few short campaigns period to be honest. I really like the synthesist summoner, and I'd probably be half-elf or human.
Thread: Pathfinder

Well I have only two people interested thus far. Be sure to answer the remainder of my questions. My idea for a setting is in a state of flux.
Thread: Pathfinder

A synthesist can really come in handy definitely glad to have a summoner in the party. And best of luck Nihilistic with the setting. And I've decided my class magus. Might multi later on but at least for now I'll be the warrior-caster. Still haven't decided my race yet.
Thread: Pathfinder

I'd prefer something like a dungeon crawl. Though, it doesn't have to be a dungeon. More combat heavy I guess is what I'm saying. Someone said level 5, and that's fine with me. I'll take any level you want to start at from first on up. I'm willing to have my character die as long as it's due to bad die rolls or my stupid mistakes
Thread: Pathfinder

Hey, GM, you said third party is okay as long as we can show it to you? Here, my race I think I'll be going with the Equine type. Let me know if this is okay.
Thread: Pathfinder

Do you have any idea yet how you're gonna do stats? Point buy, or do you have an online source you want us to roll from? I really like getting into the planning of my character, so just curious. Even if we don't play, making the character will give me something fun to do
Thread: Pathfinder

RockyRP said Do you have any idea yet how you're gonna do stats? Point buy, or do you have an online source you want us to roll from? I really like getting into the planning of my character, so just curious. Even if we don't play, making the character will give me something fun to do Click to expand... I second this motion. How do you want us to go about making the PCs?
Thread: Pathfinder

I've typically done a point buy with 80 points then racial modifiers. And I don't have an issue with the Anumus.
Thread: Pathfinder

Gotcha. I'm off to build my magus then.
Thread: Pathfinder

lol Yeah, working on my summoner too. 80 points is HUGE... No dump stats with that.
Thread: Pathfinder

Eh, I've made plenty of characters with some dump stats at 80 point buy, that's not even with breaking a 20. You do start with all stats at 0 so if you bump everything up to 10 you only have 20 points left.
Thread: Pathfinder

Ok.. That's wayyy different than what Pathfinder rules say. You'll have to explain things to me.
Thread: Pathfinder

It's how I learned, and it's simple, 1 1, so 18 in Str costs 18 points.
Thread: Pathfinder

NihilisticImpact said It's how I learned, and it's simple, 1 1, so 18 in Str costs 18 points. Click to expand... Alrighty. Houserules are fine, just gotta know about 'em in advance
Thread: Pathfinder

Honestly the method has become so engrained in my thinking that I can make up numbers and mentally balance them out so I come out with 82, base 80 plus the 2 standard racial modifier.
Thread: Pathfinder

It's way simpler than Pathfinder's rules. But, 80 points going by their rules leads to characters with 3 18's, 2 14's, and a 13.
Thread: Happy Birthday, Burny!

Hope you have a fabulous day, sweetie! brings out the cake
Thread: Happy Birthday, Burny!

Well darn at me for not being around for a few days. Happy belated birthday Burny. I hope you had a good one!
Thread: looks can be deceiving (open to one male, rape)

looking out the subway window, Tori sighed softly. She'd had a long day waitressing and had been on her feet all day. There were no seats left on the crowded train though and she was forced to stand. casually she straightened out her black skirt and readjusted her name tag. She didn't have time to change after work, per usual. It was a dead beat job but she had to pay for school some how so every day she rode the same subway car back and forth. Her green eyes glanced from side to side lazily. There was nothing unusual. Older people, business men and teens with head phones. As the train door opened, she heard the shuffle of people coming on. She brushed some of her red locks out of her face as she noticed a man get up and offer an arriving older woman his seat. Tori smiled at him as he took a place behind her. He gently bumped her as the train started and apologized, but the girl smiled warmly forward. It's fine. It's nice to see there are still some good guys left, she replied, looking out the window. He was taller than her but she couldn't tell much other than that. She'd seen him on the car before, but knew nothing about him. -------- Tori is under the impression gentleman still exists when a man trades his seat to an older woman to stand behind her. As they begin talking and he gets closer, she quickly sees that's not so. Need one male to subtly but aggressively take advantage of her in public.
Thread: looks can be deceiving (open to one male, rape)

Howard was deep within his own thoughts. He gotten word today they company was cutting bonuses this year by a third. All divisions. Hell! His division was the only one that had turned increased profits this year, but he was having to suffer along with the rest. Damn company, he thought blackly. Damn economy. He deserved better, but nobody was hiring until things picked up, so he was stuck. Here he was, twenty-nine years old, an up-and-comer, but no respect from the company this year. He deserved some reward for his efforts this year! He glanced around the subway car, seeing all the blank faces. Ordinary people, muddling along in their ordinary lives, and he refused to accept that he could be one of them. Men like Howard took what they wanted, and earned it! He noted the pretty young waitress standing before him in the crowd. A girl like that would be grateful to have a man like him pay her any attention, he thought. That's when the elderly woman got on board at the stop, and Howard saw an opportunity he might not have taken any other day. He rose and let the old bag have his seat, slipping in behind the waitress. There were people standing all around them, buried in their newspapers, their phones, books, lost in their private music. Howard was practically smelling her hair as the train bumped up to speed. As if to steady himself, he put a hand on her hip as the train rounded a curve. --
Thread: looks can be deceiving (open to one male, rape)

Tori hummed to herself softly as the train began to rock to a start. Her eyelids grew heavy from her exhaustion and she drifted off into her own mind. Maybe she would take a bath when she got home opposed to her usual shower. Yeah and long hot bath would do her young body good. She imagined sitting in the warm depths of the water, her head tipped back as candles burned in the background. She exhaled and allowed her head to tip back as in her day dream. She didn't notice as the man behind her placed his hand on her hip. Tori was used to the crowded ways of the train. It was packed, people were going to bump into each other whether its accidental or they needed to steady themselves. A yawn escaped her lips and her head tilted to the side lightly as she popped her neck. It had been a long day, but she was slowly convincing herself that she was going to have a good night. the nineteen year old relaxed her body, brushing back into the man unconsciously as the train shook a little.
Thread: looks can be deceiving (open to one male, rape)

The little strumpet was already giving him signals, Howard convinced himself. At his touch on her hip, she was leaning back against his firm chest, her ass nearly against his groin. He could see her head tilt back, her soft hair making a pillow toward his shoulder. He added his other hand to her hips, now sliding them slightly up and down while easing her gently back more against him. Is she really drifting off, or just playing a game with me, he asked himself with a secret smile. Down below sight from the crush of bodies, his fingers played lightly on her hips, gently massaging. He felt her relaxing, and interpreted it as a sign to continue. His fingers gradually slipped forward and backward, making soothing massage hint at her buttocks and the edges of her pelvic bone, but staying mostly on her hips. Just how far will she go, he wondered. Just how far would HE go?
Thread: looks can be deceiving (open to one male, rape)

Tori's mind was elsewhere as she continued to think of home. It was the only thing that kept her going on nights like this. Maybe she'd even break out that old back massager her sister had bought her. It was ages ago but she could still remember running the gentle vibrating machine over her back and hips. It made her tremble thinking about it...or was that the feel of the the man that was slowly working his hands over her hips. She bit her lip, unconsciously and a quiet moan escaped her lips as she drifted further into her fantasy. She'd become so numb to the subways movements even the touches on her ass went unnoticed. All she wanted was an incredible bath, a nice massage and a warm bed. Tori's back arched pressing her behind into his loins. The train turned, shifting her balance, pushing her skirt up a bit. Her hand moved, touching the top button of her blouse. It was growing hot and she unbuttoned it a bit, giving a peek of her thick cleavage and the dark bra that pressed her ample mounds together.
Thread: looks can be deceiving (open to one male, rape)

Howard interpreted the unbuttoning of the girl's blouse as a silent signal of assent to the play. His fingers were not only massaging, but gradually pulling at the material of her skirt. Each time the train shifted, he raised the hem of the short skirt even higher, until his moving fingers could slip down and touch bare thigh as his massaged her hips. The train started to jerk, slowing down as it was approaching a station. People shifted with the bumps, and Howard's hands held her more firmly, as if protecting her from going off balance. As if! With her leaning back more against him, he could peek over her shoulder, looking down her blouse at the cleavage more generously exposed. She wants me, he told himself, the breath from his nose adding a soft warm breeze against the side of her neck and her ear. More jerks, and with each one, his fingers pulled more skirt up. His fingertips slipped around more to the front from her hips, now massaging the tops of her thighs, often on bare skin. The train pulled to a stop a few people got off, but many more got on, further crowding the girl against him. They were still within the central city it would be several more stops before the crowd would begin to reduce. He knew that she got off one stop before his, and both were well out into the suburbs. One of his fingers felt the hem of her panties, and continued to massage her teasingly.
Thread: Fire and brimstone (Tristeza and Akuma)

They had thrown it all into the war. Numbers, resources, pride, all at stake for control over the fertile land they'd had the misfortune of sharing with the dragons. All reduced to nothing. Compared to the scaly fiends, all the demons had was greed and numbers, while the dragons were, to simply put it, more ancient than most of them, considerably more powerful and a lot less prone to rushing into battle. These were all things Kelevra thought of while she sat down amidst a row of other demons and demonesses, all profiled neatly for their future masters to size them up and take their pick, amidst the ruins of what once had been a splendorous mansion. Her home. Now turned to a pile of scorched rubble and a slave trading pit. She growled as a pike prodded her up until she stood, hissing at the bearer. She was the daughter of the demons leader. Her pride could be wounded, but it still stood.
Thread: Fire and brimstone (Tristeza and Akuma)

Dhamon walked down the row of demons growling slightly at them. They had tried to win a war that they knew they could not win. While few in number Dragons were wise old creatures and their strength had always gone unmatched for century's. When he reached Kelevra he stopped and gave a toothy grin at her. Bring up his front foot he pointed a talon at her. Indicating in a silent language that she was to be his. Even during the war Dhamon was always referred to as the Great black dragon. He was one of the few of his kind of dragons. Since black dragons were always aggressive they were mostly sought out and killed for that very reason. Not to mention the damage the did when they moved into forests, Always turned into swamps due to the toxic bile they spewed.
Thread: Fire and brimstone (Tristeza and Akuma)

It was only when the demoness stood up that she understood why they were parading the slaves-to-be like this. When her fiery gaze turned from glaring at the slave keeper behind her to the black mass standing right in front of her. Instantly, Kelevra tensed, the fire marking her pitch black skin glowing for a moment, mirroring the immense rage that filled her inside, as her face turned from mild annoyance to a an angry scowl. The Great Black. Countless had died, if not to the miasma it spewed, to its ruthlessness. Her father included. As far as Kelevra was concerned, this was adding insult to injury. His grin and the choice sealed her anger. A sudden surge of power rushed through the fire demoness's body, and the chains that held her to the rest of the line melted away like butter. Kelevra'd bend her knees to any other dragon. This one, she'd sooner give away her life trying to slay him than give in. Her spree was cut short though, and as soon as her feet lift off the ground to lunge at Dhamon, a binding spell fired off behind her, placing a golden collar around her neck and knocking her out, her mostly naked body spilling on the floor. On the collar, magical runes glowed a pale purple, sealing her powers within. Forgive us for this outburst, sire. The mage that had bound Kelevra down stepped forward, bowing deeply to the dragon. Our initial wards weren't sufficient. We shall transport her wherever you desire.
Thread: Fire and brimstone (Tristeza and Akuma)

Dhamon growled at the mage. Begone! His voice boomed over the pit. He grabbed Kelevra with his foot enclosing her in a prison barred with talons. Lifting off the ground he took to the sky as he headed home. It was true he had done the most damage due to his toxic mixture of miasma. Stupid demoness. He said as he flew a good bit away from the torched and destroyed lands before reaching a swamp. Home at last after being gone so long. Landing on a plain of dirt and rocks he dropped Kelevra on the ground only to land behind her. He wasn't sure when she would wake up from the bind. The swamp was home to every toxin their could be and providing you didn't trudge through it for hours like most ended up doing you wouldn't die.
Thread: Fire and brimstone (Tristeza and Akuma)

It actually didn't take her long to wake up. Kelevra was resilient by nature, with a certain degree of immunity to magic. Whether it was due to her specific kind or latent power within her, the few demon scholars hadn't had the time to figure it out before calamity struck and she joined the front lines. Regardless, it had allowed her to escape the enchanted chains, and now it let her recover faster from the spell, coming around shortly after Dhamon let go of her on the dirt. Fuck... my head... the demoness cursed as she stirred awake, slowly rising to her knees. What had happened? Her vision was blurred, and there was a slightly uncomfortable feel of nausea and headache, but Kelevra could recognize enough to figure out she was not at the remnants of her home anymore. One slightly deeper breath, and the smell of the surrounding swamp confirmed her suspicions. She was in the line, and they made her stand... Someone picked her... who was it again? When Kelevra wobbled up to stand and finally turned around, her brows furrowed at the sight. The Great Black.
Thread: Fire and brimstone (Tristeza and Akuma)

Your awake, That's good. Dhamon said with a smirk. I was hoping that the collar didn't kill you. He said basically insulting her with how weak she was. Do not try to run, You might be more resilient then humans but your father fell to my poison, Don't think you wont either. He said with a huff. Bringing a talon towards her he knocked her back so she would fall on her ass. Knowing full well that she would still be a little disoriented from the spell. Your going to obey me, Live with me, And pretty much have your life ran by the thing you hate most. Dhamon said. This wouldn't have happened but your race was stupid enough to start the war or was it me... He said with a grin.