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Thread: Unusual Circumstances (Me and darkangel76)

It was such rapture, the moment in time where it seemed that he hung like a threat in a large tapestry, and he was wound around this lycan for the rest of the weaving. It was a sick sort of sense, but... this heat and emotion, it was something new and exciting, and even his rational mind thought that he would find it alright to deal with one such as her. But there was no way that this was love, this was just lust, a random deviation from the norm that he would soon get over. But even as his mind tried to explain itself out of it, the beast screamed at him for saying such things about its mate. Even now, his spirit and the animal inside knew where it belonged, even if his mind denied. But he couldn't deny that he could ever leave her side. Even if this wasn't love... this was addicting, a play on pleasures that overruled all his other senses. He felt her hands running over him, over his back and his head, holding him to feed, as it was as though their minds connected intentionally. He could see everything she wanted, and before she even pushed at him, his fangs and pulled out of her neck, flicking against the marks and making them disappear as though they weren't there. It was a spur of the moment thing, he would have time to mark her his own way soon enough. He went easily as she pushed for dominance, his beast letting itself become submissive to its mate for its own dominant play before. Her hands on his chest felt wonderful, and he responded with a swift push upwards with his hips, pushing deeper into her folds than she had felt thus far. A moan escaped his lips, and he tilted his head, baring his neck once more for her. The mingling mix of pain and pleasure as she bit him, wholly different than what he had done, but so reminiscent of a Vampire bite, made him groan out, but he made sure to keep his voice down. He did not want anyone coming in and breaking up this union. He would probably kill whoever did just to prove that he would protect her like a mate should, mo matter what his mindset was before. He felt his essence being shared with her, and he resisted biting her once more, knowing that he had taken a lot from her already. His hips bucked and ground into her, pushing for more pleasure for her. She had to orgasm before him, there was no other excuse for him. It wasn't long before he pushed up, sitting up and holding her straddling his lap. He didn't care if her clothes were on most of the way, he didn't need the off to enjoy her body and mind. Instinct took over as his mind melded with hers, and deep inside, he started a deep chant in a ancient language, the final ties to their binding together. His hips went faster, knowing his own climax was coming soon, and wanting them to come together. It wasn't long before he hit his own, hot seed filling her on the inside, his breathing hot and heavy, his eyes closed as he rested his forehead against hers as he slowed down.
Thread: Unusual Circumstances (Me and darkangel76)

Slick with sweat, hips grinding and gyrating. Lydia was totally lost to the lust consuming her whole as she drank from Alexanders bared neck. The taste and texture of the thick serum as it filled her mouth and danced on her tongue before dripping hotly down her throat was absolutely euphoric, placing her in what seemed a darkly hypnotic trance. One where only she and the vampire existed as everything else just melted away into nothing. It was insane, intoxicating and made her crave more. As Lydia drank her fill, she could feel Alexander try for control once more and she let him. The way his hands gripped at her body as he pounded her hard was all too addicting not to. As they continued their rhythm, engaging in an abominable act that was far from over was suddenly being sealed by magic laced with fate. The strands weaving them together tightly, never to be severed. Lydia felt a dark shroud of something wonderful take hold of her soul as she gasped and whimpered in euphoric bliss. She could smell the faint traces of vampiric magic, but didnt care. This was her Alexander now. And in that moment she wanted everyone, vampire and lycan alike, to know he was hers and she his. Body tensing, nipples hardening through the wispy fabric of her gown, Lydia released Alexanders neck from her fervent lycans kiss. She threw her head back as she felt a burn rise up within her core, setting it aflame. Her walls tightened, hugging his length like a vice before she screamed her release as wave after wave of pleasure wracked her shaking and trembling body. She could feel her muscles clenching hard, pulsing again and again and again, milking him for all they could as she felt him fill her up with his seed. Overcome with lust and something other, she cried out, Alexander! Lydias shouts were loud, but not enough to rouse suspicion. That was the last thing she wanted. Interruption. Shed be damned if anyone interrupted her time with her mate. Panting, desperately trying to take in air, Lydia collapsed against Alexanders chest as she concentrated on his body settling from its own recent release. The feel of his skin against her cheek was heavenly, his aroma fragrant and wonderful. Breathing it in deeply she smiled, her body totally sated.
Thread: Unusual Circumstances (Me and darkangel76)

The roar of the beast inside him was echoing thorough every cell of his body, his being being shaken as he slowly fell to the floor, still feeling the pleasurable pulses of her folds gripping at him, pulsing as she milked him dry. His mind, how his again, was a blank slate. He still had hatred for the lycans, but this one... he made an exception, something temporary and tentative in case this was some dark magic that forced his hand instead of fate. But the closeness and... dare he say it... love was so close and fresh and warm inside and around him that he doubted the falseness of it. Lydia... He whispered softly, a echoing breath of calmness and tranquility that he had not felt in centuries. If he somehow escaped, he thought that it would only be to retire from the war effort and to escape with her... but he knew that deep down it wouldn't be so easy. She was head of a sect of lycans, they would hunt the two of them down. Even now, it was her control that stopped the interruption of their lovemaking. He knew he would be treated as a slave and pet, but deep inside her he was a mate, and that would not be changing in a long time. With a soft groan, he pulled his hips back, sliding out of her before his clothes appeared on him again. His shirt appeared unbuttoned, so she wouldn't be disturbed in her tranquil resting, but soon they would have to do something. His hands pushed her skirt down, and he sat up, still holding her to him. I don't know what that was. He whispered. But... I shouldn't have resisted if that was real. He kissed her, a light but passionate embrace as he held her, before he looked her in the eyes, more serious. You'll have to do something to me to make it look like you interrogated me. They'll want my head on a platter.
Thread: Unusual Circumstances (Me and darkangel76)

The look of fear in her eyes sent a wave of protective feelings through him. It was if the final piece of the bond clicked inside him, and he knew what had to be done. He was very practical about things, knew what had to be done and rarely ever shirked his duties. But he forced some control over himself, feeling the beast inside him lift its head and sniffing the air. he wasn't sure if it wanted to mate again or if it was searching out what would hurt her, but it needed to be calm. For now. But she seemed to become a wreak, and his arms held her close, even as her hand shifted to that of a wolf paw. I know plans within plans, Sivamet. He whispered. I knew that you would have to hurt me. Do not be worried, it is a small price to pay. And I am resilient. Any marks you leave will be gone in a few hours. But we have to make a reason why you have my scent on you... His hand shifted up to his neck, a finger turning to a sharp talon, and he swiped at it, cutting the main artery, shooting his blood all over her upper body and a little on her face. Ok, lick it to seal it. Then work with that paw... It was short work, and he had worked with the rope to type himself back down, but he was rather torn down by the time anyone would come. His shirt was little more than scraps of fabric, his chest torn up and bleeding out. He was able to slow the bleeding, and he had fed, so he had little worries about it.
Thread: Unusual Circumstances (Me and darkangel76)

Lydia inhaled a shallow, shaky breath, her head nodding automatically as Alexander told her he understood what needed to be done. That he would be willing to go through whatever was necessary in order to protect themselves after what had just happened between them. In that moment, she felt a deep sense of pride and admiration for her mate, only confirming what her body had somehow known though her mind had tried so desperately to resist it. Slowly her mind was beginning to accept the choice her body and soul had made, however. And she was finding that she was glad of this. Glad that her mind had lost the initial battle. Just then, Alexander swiped at his neck, his crimson blood spilling forth like a beautiful fountain promising life and more. His hot blood poured down his body and then spurted onto Lydias, coating her skin and soiling her gown. Watching the red liquid bead and roll on her skin put Lydia in a daze. The feel of Alexanders blood caressing her flesh made her feel warm all the way to her core, as if in his embrace once again. The sensation was overwhelming, leaving her completely mesmerized. Closing her eyes briefly, she allowed her body to focus and feel his blood blanketing her body, keeping her safe, driving her mad with want. Lydia opened her eyes and looked at her one hand shed shifted into its wolf paw form. With a heavy heart, she ripped at Alexanders clothes and then at his body. She did it quickly, trying to ease both his and her pain. But before long, he was bleeding heavily, his scent heavy in the room. Dark eyes wide, Lydia wanted to scream in agony. But she needed to hold on. Just a bit longer. She pressed her lips against Alexanders as he lay there bleeding, clothes torn, on the floor. She tied him up once again and regained her composure. Taking a deep breath, she headed toward the door and opened it, calling for her brother and the others to enter.
Thread: Unusual Circumstances (Me and darkangel76)

She was ruthless, just as he wanted her to be. He could feel his skin being sliced and fleshed like it was being filleted. He could feel every drop of essence leaving his body, sweet blood that was his life, even though he could get by as a starved creature without it. He felt a lot leave, almost as much excess he had taken from her when they had shared with each other. But it was necessary, since they would know he fed if he wasn't near starving from bleeding out so much. He saw her cross the room, and his mind entered hers, issuing soothing words of comfort. I will be alright. You can always contact me with our connection, and nobody else will hear. I am choosing to keep this facade. You try to, too. The slashes on his chest had hardly stung, even as it cut into muscle. He was a hunter, he was use to injury, and a flurry of swipes would be hard pressed to make him cry out. sorry it's so short, but I can't say there was much to go to
Thread: Unusual Circumstances (Me and darkangel76)

Lydia opened the door and within moments, the wolves began bounding in, shifting into their human forms the moment they got near Alexander. Philip was the last to enter and the only one to enter the room as human. His face was fierce, angry, a strange mix of emotion, as he eyed the vampire and then his sister. The look made her shiver almost instantly and she knew already that he suspected something, even if he wasnt sure what that something was. Philip had always been fairly intuitive. Something that Lydia had admired at times though there were moments it angered her beyond belief. But now? She wished his senses were dull and that hed ignore any inkling he had over what may have transpired in the room in which they were all gathered. Philip approached Lydia, his eyes taking in the sight of her blood-covered body. Immediately, they narrowed into slits. What did he do to you, sister? he inquired, voice cold and calm. Lydia knew that Philip was probing. He could easily tell that the blood was not her own and he wanted to know what would cause her to lash out at the vampire so quickly and severely. Trembling inside, though showing a demeanor of regality, Lydia narrowed her eyes right back at her brother. This vampire is just as insufferable as you. Consider yourself lucky to be lycan. Philip nodded cautiously, his eyes darting over to the vampire and then back to his sister once more. I see, he smiled, his eyes locked onto Lydias. Slowly, Philip walked toward Alexander, his eyes, unblinking, still holding Lydias gaze. He then turned to look down at the creature bleeding at his feet and sneered. His face twisting, his nose crinkling, he hefted his leg and kicked him directly in the ribs. Almost instantly, more blood began to ooze from his wounds. Lydia had all she could do to control herself. Everything inside her body, even her mind now, screamed out. But she couldnt look away. To do so would mean loss of power. Loss of power would mean Alexanders death. Something she couldnt have. Trying her best not to flinch, she reached out to her mate through the connection he quickly told her they shared. Alexander! Lydia screamed through the connection, hoping that he did indeed hear her. Trying to breathe, Lydia noticed the other lycans smiling broadly at the display Philip was making of Alexander. She wanted to lash out at them. To hurt them. You will cooperate you vile beast! Philip shouted as he continued to kick, the other lycans cheering now, desperate to be turned loose so that they too could have their turn going at him. You dare defy my sister! Swallowing, trembling, Lydia reached out again. Alexander! Im so sorry!
Thread: Unusual Circumstances (Me and darkangel76)

The wolves bounded in like beasts to a feast, and he growled at them as they came bounding towards him. They were disgusting creatures that seemed to want only bloodshed and death. Only Lydia had redeemed herself in his eyes. But those were much more personal reasons. He made sure to avert his eyes from her, though, knowing that showing any signs were dangerous. There was a small exchange between the two, the brother and sister, and he knew that he was going to probe her mind. Instinctively, his mind touched hers, though not in a way that he could trace it or notice something was wrong. But it was a warming presence for her to hold onto. The male came over to him, and Alex saw the sneer of disgust on his face, but Alexander simply smiled, a calm look that he knew would infuriate the lycan. He felt the kick to the chest, felt a little extra blood come out, but Alexander didn't even flinch, his face holding that smile. I am alright. He is weak compared to some I have fought. His mind reached out as he heard her cry out. He knew this extra torture would go on for a while, knew that he may have a broken rib or two, that he would have to feed not long after now. Her brother kept kicking, and he did feel a rib crack, over the sound of Lydia in his mind. But he couldn't risk giving her a look to help steady her. This would be a while, but he could hold her soon.
Thread: pickin' your friends AND yer nose

Ogaw. I'm posting my first RP request thread today and I've got the same nervousness I always get when starting new topics on new to me websites. WHAT A DUMB ANXIETY. I AM THE EXACT OPPOSITE OF A MAVERICK. Anyway, I have a character profile, firstpost, and the wind at my back. Also, I simpered at Goaty for a while to gussy up the moxie to do this shiz. So wish me luck, and love to Goaty for being patient with my dumb ass questions.
Thread: pickin' your friends AND yer nose

Name Nikita Burlachenko Niki, Niko Known By Pack Sleepwalk Age 23 Visible Age 23 Nationality Russian Race Werewolf Eye Color Starkly pale grey Hair Color Black Facial Hair Constant stubble Fur Color Black Build as Human Tall, leanly muscled Build as Wolf Roughly the size of a good sized pony, thick pelt, anatomically typical without irregularities or disability, built more for speed and agility than brute strength- though, being what he is, is more than happy to try. Personality Nikita didnt ask to be a Wolf, though in his four years of being such, has grown more or less accustomed. Unlike his packmates, though, he refuses to live solely as Wolf. He leads a more or less dual life, as both man and beast. While not a wet blanket, he has a rather pragmatic personality. This is to do with an impoverished childhood thats accustomed him to hardship and how to get around it. His lover is Cut-Tail, the rather cruel leader of his new family. He gained this title by way of deceit, brutal assassination, and cunning. Nikita is a survivor and a strategist with a lovehate relationship with his Alpha. Click to expand...
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Welcome to the site sweetie. You'll be fine.
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Thanks, Bunny. I'm socially retarded as wtfunk, but I already like you. 3
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- The disability office thinks I'm British.
Thread: Population Control (Under New Management) ((Open))

aww come on peopleee lets get this goinggggg its AWSOME
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Hmm...
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Something on your mind dear?
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One The nice odds of cute PCs to male PCs. . Two, plotting out how I might approach and interact with such different characters. I like plotting, even if it's likely that 90 of my plans will never come to light. Also I hope you don't find my post too out of line.
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oh Aleena would mind XD a good way to meet here thats for sure XD
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Living in feudal japan... time travelers? Hello Miss Chaelim.
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Got something planned up your sleeve?
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Miss Yasmiral If you were in the hallway I can't track any way that you'd see Deacon. Only view of him would be in the next suite down the hall I'd presume the door was also closed and locked, or from his suite.
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But he crawled to the next room and openned the door to get out of that room? right? Doesnt matter i changed it
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Nothing really.
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Well, opened the bathroom door. . I imagine it means he just scared the shit out of another group of people capturedimprisoned there. I apologize if I was not clear enough. Well Mr. Chaelim, I can help ya cook up some ideas.
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Oh? That would be nice, thanks!
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Hmm, well, to me it'd be more dynamic perhaps if, while both personalities are loyal to the Doctor, one is not willing to do anything to really change things, and the other was more proactive in punishing the traitors. Also would be more interesting to me if the trigger for personality switches wasn't time based but had some other exterior factors. Less controlled, less stability, more risk of the less favorable of the two personalities coming out in a scene, that makes for good tension. Course, having a good jobrole would also help as a stepping stone to plots. Considering the short history... Hmm... Concierge? Just throwing out an idea. That does give her a lot of contact with almost everyone in the RP, and a plausible reason for it. It'd be interesting to see just how far her loyalty goes... even to sabotage? Destroying the Resort if that could mean ruining the traitor's plans? Executing those who are not part of the Doctor's plans?
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Ooh, I like...
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He has a point there.. hell I tied in my character with GAil herself. soo ya put something to tie her to the Resort.. If she is loyal to the good doctor.. then Aleena would be a friend.. Kinda.. it woudl make for some.. Interesting story
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That's very sadistic, execution of your own kind when there are only a handfull left...........I like it. Sabotage is also good, but how would you blow up the resort?
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With MUCH difficulty.. Aleena has eyes everywhere in the Resort.. so she could see and Spot troubled or suspicious behavior about a mile off.. It's her job to do so.. nto to mention her power.. You would first need her on your side. or a way to fool the cameras and sensors
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Which the last two are interesting because, looking at the characters... Sabotaging the Resort she should probably look to recruit D.B. Cooper for it. He knows the building, how to damageweaken things. That'd be up his skill set more than any other character. Although, he'd probably also be one of those that is NOT of the Doctor's Plan for humanity's survival. Thus he would also be on your character's kill list, eventually. Of course, the more you recruit and use him, the more likely he would be to figure out what your plan is, and that he is in fact a pawn that you plan on killing off when the time is right. It'd be interesting if one personality, probably the Day personality would be the one going for sabotaging of plans, less violent resistance against the traitors, while the Night personality is more direct and violent. Arranging for things like resort personnel to get injured, sabotaging thigns so they aren't just merely inconvenient but also dangerous. Such as the Day Personality would probably arrange for certain areas to have a power failure to arrange for meeting places outside of the Techno's eyes, or some compromising of the security system. Whereas the Night personality would arrange for an elevator to fail, causing several people to fall to their deathsmaiming.
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Wow I really like those Ideas.
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Nice to see I haven't lost all my edge then.
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Or............a pissed off security girl could hurt the pople who boss her around.......teenage hormonoes and such.....resenting authority. Just an idea to throw out there...take out the person who watches the cameras and th cameras are wasted.
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I like Arc's idea better.