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Thread: I Saved You, So What?(Eva & Cassidy(: )

It didn't take a meteorologist to know that that night was a strange one. He could tell, he could feel it, and that's why he was out there. There was an air about this man that seemed to make him different from others. There was something about the way that he stood up straight, always looking forward and meeting everybody's gaze that made him different from any other human. Maybe it was his tall and muscular build, maybe it was his grey eyes that were so dark they were black. People weren't really sure, but they didn't have to be. It wasn't like he cared about what they thought when it came to him. Dark clouds hung in the sky, blocking the bright light coming off of the full moon and making the streets of the city hard to walk down. The only things that provided light was the light shining out of buildings and the few streetlamps that happened to be on one of every five blocks. There was something the night that made it strange, something that didn't have to do with the fact that he was wearing something strange and jumping across roofs. There was a sheathed sword in his hand that held his weapon, which he meant to use if there were any demons around yet again. The man stopped for a moment, looking around the area for a moment before bending at his knees and leaping off the roof to the ground below. There were demons there, he could feel their dark presence and hear their voices. Demons entered the human world only earlier that year, there was even a castle that was only a few miles away from the city. There were castles sprouting about over the entire human world but they didn't attack yet. Well, they attacked humans. There were already reports of demons raping women and sometimes of men getting raped by succubi. He was one of the few humans, or so he thought, that knew about demons before they reached the human world and was ready for them. That was why he patrolled the city at knight now, taking down any demons he saw as quickly as possible. There was always a surge of happiness when he took one down, it made him feel strangely powerful. He loved it.
Thread: PM / e-mail / AIM rp's wanted - naughty girls required...

Still looking for sex kittens and slave princess's
Thread: PM / e-mail / AIM rp's wanted - naughty girls required...

Any girls that want to dress up and dance for me? Be chained up and kept on a leash? Play the naughty tease walking around wearing next to nothing? Take the role of a sex slave princess? Tell me your filthiest thoughts and fantasies... AIM ID gaius metullus gaiusmetullusgmail.com
Thread: Looking for females for my male characters

RE I'm Your King, So Bow to meMxF plot For those who want MxM The only way I'll do this and stay interested is if there is a female involved, so I'll play a dominant female and domsub male at the same time. So, it'll be MMF, with moments of MxF and MxM. I'll be more in the mood to do this if you'll let me include bestiality, because I'm picky like that. Throw me an idea though, and if I like it then maybe we can try something. And, now I've thought of another way. If you don't mind short-term roleplays then we should be able to think of something. Expect my males to be more rough, to be with an unbelievable sized cock, and for there to be gangbangs. They will not be human, they may be humanoid, they may be pure beasts, you have to show me your limits for this. Because, if you don't, then I might step over a line.
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Thread: The Shadow of South Carolina (True Grave & The Unusual Panda)

The bartender reacted with unexpected sternness and vigor as she turned around, but then her voice caught in her throat as soon as she looked at him. Brandon was a good-looking and confident young man, so he was used to women acting this way around him. The woman was smokin' hot and that outfit was enhancing that. As she adjusted her attitude and the neckline of her shirt to try and cover more of her large bust, he pulled a twenty out of his pocket and held it between two fingers as he offered it to her. In that case, give me a draft of anything and tell me what I need to do. He would have give her more, since he had plenty to spare, but didn't think it was a good idea to start flashing cash around here until these locals knew how tough he was. The roster she pulled out was pretty thick, which was good, because it meant more people to fight. She explained to him that he needed to sign up at least a day before the fighting started, which explained her earlier irritability. Well, I appreciate you giving this out-of-townee a break. She then seemed to fear her father's wrath for signing him up. Your dad runs the joint, huh? She laid out for him that the fighting was bare knuckles and bare feet only, the same rules as everywhere else. Brandon took the pen from her and chuckled. That's what I came to this city for. He filled out the paperwork, including his name, height, weight, age, and any nicknames he went by. He chose to leave off his old nickname because this was a fresh start, and just left it blank for now. Brandon then signed the waiver and gave all the paperwork back to the bartender. He fixed her with a good-natured glint in his eyes. Do you have a place I can change into my fighting outfit? If not, I can always strip down here. Every time Brandon fought, he always wore a pair of black trunks similar to the kind the professional fighters in the UFC wear. It gave him maximum maneuverability and nothing to hold back whatever kind of attack he wanted to do. Also, if I could get something to eat with that beer, I would appreciate it. I need some fuel to get my engine going.
Thread: The Shadow of South Carolina (True Grave & The Unusual Panda)

Wynter took the money and opened the register, making change for it before placing it onto the counter. She then went ahead and started pouring the beer, hair falling into her face slightly as she nodded. Yeah he built it from the ground up before I was born. Made something' out of nothin', I guess. But more and more often, lately, I'm in charge of this place and he's doin' God knows what. She laughed slightly as the glass finished filling, the girl placing it onto the counter along with a napkin for him before smiling. There weren't a lot of people she had met that signed up for a fight in this place without at least seeing one first. She wondered if he knew what kind of trouble he was getting himself into, but then again, it was none of her business. He was a grown man, and he had signed a legal document. It was no skin off of her nose if he wanted to get beaten into a bloody pulp on what she presumed was his first night in town. We have a room out back you can get changed into 'fore you go out, and I can get you somethin' from the kitchen now. I hope you like southern food. She smiled and headed back from behind the counter, full hips swaying quickly as she walked quickly through the kitchen door. A few men sitting at a table directly across from the kitchen pointed at her as she walked away, one of them running his hand back through his hair as if he was trying to preen himself. She didn't come back out for about twenty minutes, but when she did, she had a large plate of food in her hand. She placed it onto the counter, brushing her hands off on her shorts before nodding to the plate. We have better stuff later. The cook don't come in until an hour before the fights start. I don't get why, since we're swamped from the second this place opens in the mornin', but try to explain that to my father and all you get is bitchin'. The blonde hooked her finger into the waist of her pants, taking a slow sip of the golden liquor before placing it back down and sighing. So, what brings you down here? I mean, you don't look like you're from anywhere around here. She asked curiously, noticing the men at the table eyeing her as she shook her head in annoyance at them.
Thread: The Shadow of South Carolina (True Grave & The Unusual Panda)

Brandon listened as she told him the story of how her father built the place and how she was pretty much the manager. Ah, I see. She handed him the glass of beer and he took a pull of it. It was actually pretty good, and not so strong that a single glass would mess him up. I appreciate that, ma'am. She came back with a giant platter of food, and he knew he couldn't eat all of that before a fight or he'd be too sluggish to put up much of a fight. Maybe the bus driver dropped me off in the wrong state. That right there sure looks like I got off in Texas. All jokes aside, he began to eat what she had put forward. It was delicious, and he was on his third morsel before he knew it. He hadn't eaten the whole trip, and it had caught up with him. She explained to him that the cook came in later with better stuff, and he wondered what they had that was better than this. Brandon looked at her as she asked him why he was here and correctly deduced that he was not from around here. You're right, I'm not from around here. I'm from the Big Apple, New York City. Although, to be more specific, I'm from Manhattan. I'm on a tour of the country engaging in no-holds-barred fights. South Carolina just happened to be my latest stop, because I wanted to see how well southern boys can really fight.
Thread: The Shadow of South Carolina (True Grave & The Unusual Panda)

New York? Oh, you ain't gonna last a second in that ring with those boys. She said softly, leaning forward on the bar as she nodded towards the group of men that were eyeing her. See, they were bad seeds. They didn't just like to fight because they were good at it. They genuinely liked hurting other people, especially to try and get the affections of the bartenders and waitresses. ANd it usually worked, with all of them except Wynter. She wanted no part of their sleazy behavior, and so even after they won and came sucking around looking for praise, she ignored them all. The blonde curls cascaded over her shoulder, covering her chest slightly as she pointed them each out. Butch sent a guy to the hospital last week, and that there is Miles. He fights real dirty. And then the big dumb one who looks at me like I'm a piece of meat is Cain. He don't lose often, less he's had a lot to drink 'fore hand. But tonight he's stone cold sober Cain winked at her as she pointed to him, the girl immediately repulsed as she turned her attention back to the new kid. Of course, it was too late. The big lug moseyed over to the bar, leaning down against the counter in her space as he ran a hand through her hair. Hello beautiful. Winnie, when I win tonight, you're comin' home with me, right? Ugh, not in your wildest dreams. Don' be such a bitch He grabbed her arm to keep her from walking away, which only got him a face full of whiskey as she snarled. Unless you want my father to come in before the fight, I suggest you go back to your seat and leave me alone. Cain looked like he wanted to sock her, but rather than grab her or do anything drastic before the fight, he just muttered, pulling the alcohol soaked shirt off to expose the musculature underneath. Not that it warranted any glance from her. She finally looked back up at the man in front of her, pouring another little bit of whiskey into her glass as she spoke. My name's Wynter, by the way.
Thread: The Shadow of South Carolina (True Grave & The Unusual Panda)

Brandon's eyes flicked with amusement when she said that he wouldn't last a second against his competition. He turned as she pointed to three guys and gave their achievements. He instantly knew what Butch, Miles, and Cain were local tough guys who thought they were all that. But he could tell just by looking at them that they were no match for him. Of course, this bartender was not likely to believe him if he just told her that. So, he would wait until his fight to prove it. Brandon was about to pinch a nerve on Cain's neck to knock him out and protect the lady bartender, but she threw a glass of whiskey in the guy's face and he backed off. When he took his shirt off, he was muscular but not in a functional way. Brandon saw a swaggering bully that built up his muscles for show, and that was not going to help him against someone with his level of skill and experience. My name is Brandon Price. It's nice of you to be concerned about me, but don't be. Maybe after tonight, you'll see that city boys are a lot tougher than you think.
Thread: The Shadow of South Carolina (True Grave & The Unusual Panda)

Well, Brandon, I hope you're right. You're the first guy to come in here in a long time that hasn't tried to stick his hand down my pants, so needless to say, I'll be rootin' for you. She smiled at him slightly, finishing the bit of liquor she had poured into her glass before placing it with the dirty stuff under the bar. She ran a hand back through her long locks, letting them fall behind her as she glanced around the room slowly. It was already starting to fill up for the fight, even though it wasn't for hours, still, and she knew she'd be far too busy to stay and chat. Even though that was what she wanted. Sighing softly, she tapped the toe of her boot on the floor, slowly taking a step back away from the counter as she ran her fingers over her flat belly slowly. Maybe if you win tonight, I can buy you a drink. Clearly, she was a lot friendlier with him than most of the locals, but his looks weren't entirely the reason, although they helped. The real reason was that he was respectful towards her. He hadn't started grabbing at her or asking for her number and he was able to stare at her face instead of the DD's of her chest. It was nice, for once. So obviously, she wouldn't mind spending a little bit more time with him. Of course, she was sure after the fight he'd move on to the next town, so getting attached wasn't ideal. Still though, it was nice to have someone around who wasn't thinking only of what was under her clothes. But I'm gonna be super busy until the fights are over, so I can't stay and talk. Meals on the house, and I'm sure I'll see you out back before the fight. She smiled and petted his arm gently, letting her fingers linger as she slowly started to walk away. Of course, Cain was muttering something and staring at her, clearly having some sort of revenge on his mind.
Thread: The Shadow of South Carolina (True Grave & The Unusual Panda)

Brandon chuckled at her remark. Well, I don't know you that well, yet. I also appreciate your support. He finished his beer and continued eating on what she had given him. Do you always meet with the fighters after they get changed? I guess it will be nice seeing a woman when I come out of there. Brandon watched as she touched his arm before walking away. She was flirting with him pretty heavily, and he looked at her as she walked away. She was a beautiful young woman with a perfect body, and he wouldn't mind getting close to her. He ate what he could of the food and pushed the rest behind the counter. The bar was starting to fill up, and people were talking about the fight. Brandon just sat and waited as time ticked by. He then turned as someone tapped him on the shoulder. He turned around to see Cain standing there, and politely asked if he could help him. Yeah, just don't get too attached to Wynter. She's coming home with me tonight after I lay your butt out...That is, if one of the others doesn't do it first. All right, big guy. I'll see you in the ring. Cain walked away and sat back down. The time passed and it was soon getting toward time to fight. He left the bar and began heading out back. Once inside the locker room, he took off his hoody, short-sleeved shirt, track pants, and shoes to reveal his black trunks. True to his Karate training, he fought barefoot. There was a speaker in the locker room, so he would know when it was his time to fight.
Thread: The Shadow of South Carolina (True Grave & The Unusual Panda)

Once her father got to the bar, she was allowed to give up the reigns and let him take care of the bar. Now, she had a different job, and she actually hated this one even more than running the bar. See, once the contract was signed, you couldn't back out of the fight. You had to go through with it, and most times, once people saw the others they'd be fighting, they wanted to run for the hills. So, having a pretty girl come out there and spend time got their feathers ruffled. All of the sudden, the idea of winning her over by being the most macho was a real possibility to them, and they'd stick it out until their fight time. Of course, then she was also the one who had to call the ambulance most times after they got pummeled, so how much luck was she really? The waitresses switched off fight nights, and each week a different one would go back there to check on the boys every once and awhile. Or, if you were like some of the girls, you stayed in their the whole time, trying to pick out exactly the guy you wanted to take you home. Wynter, however, wasn't that type of girl. She headed back to the lockers, hands in her pockets as she knocked and pushed open the door. Of course, the three stooges were sitting together, murmuring and eyeing her as she walked in, but she couldn't be bothered right now. Especially not after she saw Brandon. Contrary to what she thought when she had looked at him before, now she was actually thinking he might have a chance. And she was about to talk to him, too, when a loud smack to her rear sent her spinning around to glare at Cain. God, if she could have gotten one swing. One measly little punch to the jaw and she'd be happy. But her trying to attack Cain was a very bad idea on her part, so instead, she just walked over to Brandon and sighed. You're up in one minute. You too, Butch. The wiry man with the farmer's tan grinned, showing off the few missing teeth he had as he hopped up. He wasn't going to wait for Wynter, and was already out of the lockers before she could say anything else. Kick his ass, okay? The blonde smiled, her much shorter frame looking even smaller next to him. Of course, most men made her look tiny, but instead of feeling defensive about it, she actually felt secure. You ready to start?
Thread: The Shadow of South Carolina (True Grave & The Unusual Panda)

Brandon watched as Wynter walked in. His functional muscles, including a well-defined six-pack and huge biceps and leg muscles, were now fully visible. On his back was a tattoo of a tiger with fangs dripping blood, a reference to the Fang School of Karate that he came from. It seemed that his first opponent would be Butch, the guy who had sent someone to the hospital the previous week. He stretched out a bit and smiled at Wynter. I'm more than ready, so let's do this. It felt nice that such a beautiful woman was in his corner, and he was feeling the rush of eminent combat. He left the locker room and headed into the bar. He went up the steps and into the cage. Once the doors were shut and locked, an announcer got on the microphone. Evenin', y'all. This here's gonna be a fight between Charleston local Butch and a new guy named Brandon Price. Let's get it on! Brandon assumed his black belt Karate stance, one arm up protecting his face and the other down to his stomach, while his right foot was in front of his body. Butch's face twisted into a maniacal grin, and he came forward to start throwing punches. To Brandon's trained eyes, they were slow and badly timed. He dodged all of them and countered with a palm strike to his nose, followed by two punches and an elbow to the side of his face that dropped him to the ground. Butch tried to get to his feet, but a kick to his stomach while he was down forced him up. Brandon grabbed him by the throat and slammed him against the cage, punching him in the face repeatedly. After blood was running down Butch's face, he tossed him to the ground and stomped and raised his leg almost vertical to his body to finish him with an axe-kick to the head that knocked his opponent unconscious. Brandon raised his fist in victory, and the crowd began to roar with approval. The new kid has done it! Brandon Price has steamrolled Butch to claim his first victory in the cage. Congratulations, son! Brandon exited the cage after it was unlocked and proceeded back to the locker room to await his next fight.