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Thread: In the Name of Revenge (the pony of death & I)

Though her reaction to his ambitions were surprising to say the least, the man didn't seem to give much of a reaction to her grabbing him by the throat and pinning one of his wrists so tight that it might seem that he would break into pieces with a simple thought. In fact, when he looked into her eyes, one could see that he was almost pittying her for her attitude. It was just about that time that the man's neck began to quiver beneath her as if there were something alive beneath his flesh. It pulsed and vibrated beneath the demon's touch, letting her know that indeed he was not human though he had the guise of one. And without a single choked breath, he replied to her in an almost sympathetic tone. Poor girl. You will realize in due time that such miniscule things as equality and pets pales in comparison to what the master can offer. Perhaps if you met him in person, you would come to understand his greatness. Without warning, hidden within the mist, a tiny blur jumped out and appeared to strike at Kieran's leg. It was a vile looking thing, with the appearance of a centipede and the skull of a tiny human for a head. Within its mouth laid a row of sharp fangs which the demon would soon find to be laced with a rather nasty poison that was strong enough to knock out even the strongest of demons. While Kieran was busy dealing with her past, Sol was still in his room. Still alone, contemplating the demon's words and actions. The more he thought about it, the more the young man began to feel bad about what he had done. He was so consumed with his mission that he never gave any thought to what she wanted, what she needed. With a sigh, he realized that perhaps an apology was in order...or something more. Clearly, for her anyways, saying I'm sorry, wasn't going to cut it. He would have to give her something more...physical in order to appease her. Yeah, that would work. Of course, he had to find the woman first, a task that would have to wait what with the appearance of this new figure before him. She was a pale looking thing, with hair as red as fire and long enough to cover her body like clothing. She stepped forward and promptly collapsed before him and Sol quickly ran to her side. He didn't quite understand what was going on, but he figured his new partner might have had something to do with this. Are you okay? he asked with genuine concern. Who are you? How did you get here? What happened to you that made you like this?
Thread: In the Name of Revenge (the pony of death & I)

Kieran knew this wasn't going to end well, she released him from her grasp and started to jump out of the way but she wasn't quite fast enough, but she was able to contact Ariella to have her let Sol know what was going on. As the teeth made contact with her flesh, she quivered slightly as the poison started to set in, she glared at him, she would take her revenge for this as well as the many other things he had done to her. She approached him again her claws fully extended she reached out to grab him but ended up just clawing down his chest as she sunk to the ground. How could a mere human have defeated her, for to her he was still a human, he could never be a true demon, she quivered and squirmed in her sleep, the poison searing through her veins like hot lava. She was in so much pain something she had not experienced in a very long time, she looked around as she came back to, she had a headache. She was so confused she didn't know exactly where she was, she tried to move more than just sitting up but she couldn't it seemed she was being restrained. Ariella looked up at him weakly I belong to Kieran, my name is Ariella. She brought me here to use me I don't know what for at this time but I must obey her. I have been in her pit for so long I can't even remember how I got this way. she paused for a long moment as she heard Kieran in her head Kieran is in trouble she has run into an old foe, and he brought a friend this time, she is going to lose consciousness but she will be back. she said softly. She held her head it hurt from just now coming back, she looked around and shivered a bit she was cold the underworld was so warm compared to here. Where am I? she asked softly. She looked at the strange man a bit confused she had probably been down for at least a few hundred years.
Thread: In the Name of Revenge (the pony of death & I)

Kieran shifted as she came back to consciousness, she groaned her head hurt, and her flesh burned from the poison, she tugged on her arms but they were restrained and by nothing but rope, she scoffed at the insult, yet she could not break free. She looked weakly over at Kane, she wanted him dead for what he had done and was still doing to her, she was infuriated, she would need to do much to recover from this attack. She knew that she would have to absorb the souls of all her pets, or she would not be able to recover fully, but event that would not be enough for her it would seem, she would need as much power as she could get her hands on and she would need to share that power with Sol. She was already plotting, she seemed to always be plotting, or at least it would seem that way. She looked over and watched as Sol attacked Kane, but shook her head knowing it was of little use, she pursed her lips and released a high pitched whistle, she knew what might actually do some good in this fight. Ariella appeared kneeling on the ground before them, she slowly stood to her feet looking over at her master, she received a single look from Kieran. Ariella bowed her head closing her eyes, a small orb of light formed from the center of her forehead. As Ariella moved her hands to cross on her chest, the orb expanded until it was bigger than she was, she slowly moved her arms out holding them out straight at her sides, she flicked her wrists and the orb flew towards Kane, this would not kill him by any means, but it would weaken him greatly. When she had been human many hundreds of years ago, she had been a high priestess of the light, she had fallen for a man that had dabbled in the dark arts, she had offered her soul in exchange for her love to be spared. But when Kieran had tried to take her soul and corrupt her, the magic had clashed with her purity, causing her hair to turn from a golden blonde to blood red. She had taken the power and purified it in a way making it her own. This power had come in handy for Kieran, it offered her a new power to control, for while she could not absorb the girls pure soul she still owned her. Kieran smirked and waited for Sol to finish the job, she needed to heal and regain her strength but she knew as she rebuilt her ranks and absorbed more souls perhaps even a few demons would help her to regain her strength. She would absorb their powers as she killed them and regain her strength. She sighed laying there weakly, she watched as the scene played out, she still felt the burn as sweat formed on her skin. Her body was trying to burn off this poison but it would still take time even with a demon like her, she wasn't all powerful but she was damn close. She groaned as her body continued to fight, she struggled with the ties, she needed to get free and she needed to start her recovery since it would take at least a full day if she had access to enough souls.
Thread: In the Name of Revenge (the pony of death & I)

Slowly, but surely, it seemed like Kieran was regaining her strength. She was finally able to break free of her bonds and began to walk away, though, it seemed like she was still. in a daze. When Sol tried to follow, he suddenly felt a terrible pain in his body and he dropped to his knees with a hack and a cough. He didn't know what was going on inside of him, but he had a pretty good theory and it had to do with using that demon's power. This pain inside of him, it was a concequence of using a power not meant for humans. The incapatibility of demonic magic and human physiology threatened to tear him apart from the inside. So intense was his pain that he didn't even take notice to the feint screams and rising smoke in the distance. Even as she returned and kicked Kane just to make sure he was really dead, he did not notice. It wasn't until some of the pain subsided that he finally looked up to see the smoke and hear the screams of the people of Geffenia. A painful memory began to return to the young man then. Memories of that day when he was a child. The same day that monster appeared and killed everything in sight. There were flames all around him. People ran screaming for cover, but were soon rendered silent as the great beast fed. If it weren't for the fact that whatever that thing was that attacked that day wanted to leave a witness so that the world would know of its return, he too would have been amongst the hundreds of victims that day. And now, it was happening all over again. Only this time, it was a cold and ruthless woman, disgusted by the fact that the corpse near where Sol was had overpowered her, even for a moment. Slowly, Sol pulled himself to his feet. The pain in his body was still pretty bad, but he could not let the events of his past repeat itself. The screams of the people were terrible. Men, women, children. None were spared from Kieran's wrath. It was as if she intended to wipe out any trace of life before her. There was no mercy in her eyes, no compassion, no compromise. The only way to get her attention, it seemed, was through sheer threat of violence and thus, Sol approached her, his sword in hand. Sweat trickled down his forehead and his breath was labored. Despite looking like he would keel over then and there, he pointed the weapon right at her neck, his gaze showing that he would pierce her if she took a single soul more. That's enough, he muttered with an exhausted breath. I don't care how bad you feel right now. I won't allow you to take the lives of innocent people. I may go to extreme lengths for my mission, but getting these people involved, these people who are fortunate to live happy and peaceful lives...I won't accept that. I'll kill you if neccessary, my revenge be damned.
Thread: Tubing

Though I wrote a long introduction, I am not too advanced. The Burke Family arrived at their local river to beautiful conditions for their annual float. John unloaded the tubes while Sylvia slapped sunscreen on the kids. Tim, just 8 obliged but Lindsey at 13 was being a pill and insisted on doing it herself. Before long all the prep was finished and the family was on the river ready to enjoy the 3 hour float. Tim was especially excited for the two sets of rapids now that he was old enough to do them himself in his own tube. It was a peaceful slow stretch for the first mile and John laid his head back enjoying the tranquility until AAAAAA! Im sinking. Dad Im sinking! It was Lindsey. Sure enough her tube had sprung a leak. There was no way it was going to last the whole float. It was decided she would have to ride on her dads lap since he had the largest tube. It had enough space for the two of them but it was a tight fit. The float went by uneventfully until they approached the first rapid. Sylvia and Tim went first hooting and hollering. Lindsey said she had to go to the bathroom first so John pulled over to the bank. While she went behind a tree Sylvia and Tim drifted ahead about a hundred yards. Lindsey finally loaded back up and they were off. As she did John was struck by what a beautiful young woman she was becoming. Her shoulder length blonde hair was tied up in a ponytail. Her long slender legs were very shapely and she even had breasts now to fill out the yellow and green striped bikini. John caught himself staring and looked away as she sat onto his lap. The first rapid was the mellowest, but was still bumpier than John remembered from last year. Halfway through he started to really feel the bumping from the waves and Lindsey on his lap. Mortified, he realized all the friction was causing an erection. Or so he told himself and that it was not the pretty teen that caused it. They came to the end of the rapid and Lindseys laughter from the excitement subsided. Tim and Sylvia had drifted further ahead, so they had the section of the river pretty much to themselves. John shifted around nervously, hoping Lindsey wouldnt notice his hard on. He had no such luck. What the heck is that? she said reaching beneath her. John flinched as she grabbed hold of his hard cock. Oh my god, do you have a boner?
Thread: Looking for someone for IM rp

RE Looking for mastermistress for IM rp I have PMed you waiting for reply.
Thread: Looking for someone for IM rp

RE Looking for mastermistress for IM rp I could Email rp. Still haven't gotten YIM to work on my phone
Thread: Looking for someone for IM rp

RE Looking for mastermistress for IM rp Bump!
Thread: Looking for someone for IM rp

RE Looking for mastermistress for IM rp so would you do other racial slave girl types? like neko's or elves? 0.o
Thread: Looking for someone for IM rp

RE Looking for mastermistress for IM rp I am working on a slave rp that has an interesting arc to it, but plenty of smut and lust driven action. basically a noble is rotting in a lovely passionless marriage to a very nasty woman. he is pressured by his families to produce and heir with her, but understandably doesn't want to. one night while drunk with this friends, they decide to cheer him up and take him to visit a high end slave shop. he end up falling lust with and unforgivably sexy, neko and has passionate sex with her. the next day he realizes the the answer to his dilemma... who says his wife needs to bear this heir....
Thread: Looking for someone for IM rp

RE Looking for mastermistress for IM rp I could be your master,but you better obey. We have kinks and interests that seem to match well.
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Thread: Looking for someone for IM rp

RE Looking for mastermistress for IM rp Crimsonstars said Bump...Hey Everyone Click to expand... We might be able rp if you're interested I tend to enjoy what you seem to be looking for and I am rather flexible. I have been role playing for 10 years give or take and I prefer searching for a long term rp partner. I am good at being Master and Submissive and we can both talk if we like our rp styles, I Do have YIM but I'll give it once we chat a little and get a feel for each other. Do you tend to give multiple lines in your posts or just a one line post? Do you give good detail, how open minded are you?? I don't mind rping male or female though I usually rp male IRL I am female..
Thread: Looking for someone for IM rp

Crimsonstars said Hey,I'm Crimsonstars I'm looking for someone that's interest in rping long term with me on instant messenger.I rp both dom or sub. Kinks I like Bdsm,lightmedium bondage, pleasure controldenial, teasingorgasm denial,sex toys, blindfold if you happen to like anything else and want to know if like it or not. I have a flist I rp as female and futaherm. I am play different kind of species like Demon, Werewolf, Shapeshifter, Vampire, Angel, Fallen Angel, Goddess, AnthroFurry, Elf,Monster girls ,etc...I don't like rping just human characters Looking for someone that would like to rp with me. Looking for mostly FxM but I'm open to the others like FxM,FutaxM and FutaxFuta. I'd like to do a FutaxM or FutaxFuta rp if anyone is interested. I'm rping third person, I would prefer for right now to rp over IMs such as Yahoo, AIM. If you wish to add me, just pm me and ask. If you start rping with and you don't like rping with me please tell me don't just disappear or log off. I wouldn't do it to you please don't do it to me. Same if you start talking and don't think you'll like rping with me let me know. Click to expand... KiK?
Thread: Looking for someone for IM rp

Hi would you like to role play on PM?
Thread: Looking for someone for IM rp

Sent you a PM, hope you're interested!
Thread: Looking for someone for IM rp

Would love to role play a mermaid type thing. Sounds fun. Also my yahoo is paulmiller32385 feel free to message me there.
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Bump...Hey Everyone
Thread: Calling all kitties!

Since this is a group RP - this request is in the wrong section. Moving it.
Thread: Calling all kitties!

Okay thank-you! I wouldn't want this to be in the wrong one. Sorry for the trouble 0.0
Thread: Calling all kitties!

I want to join but question where did you get pics like that was it from photo bucket and i can play two kitties.
Thread: Damned and Damned again.

The victorious laughter of the crew echoed off the walls of the ruin. They had uncovered the tomb in one of their -supposedly worthless- sites just outside of the desert. One of the laborers grunted and hissed as he pushed on the stone door with all his might. It cracked, and began to scrape against the sand dusted floor as it moved to reveal the lavish tomb of -as they had learned from the inscription upon the walls- a very powerful King of sorts. They had ignored the warnings that one of the fiercest demon kings known to the tribe had been laid here. Their belief in such things had waned long ago with their ancestors. However, they found more than they had bargained for. The leader of the laborers made a call to the man running the operation, they knew little of the man except that he came from extreme wealth and that they'd been offered quite a lovely bit of it to dig up these ruins placed in the middle of Gods forsaken nowhere. Within the initial chamber laid the sarcophagus, they'd found a second chamber, the door was marked heavy with unusual runes and symbols. None of which registered within their primal knowledge. She could barely hear them. Their curious murmurs reaching her keen ears. The slumber that lingered upon her began to wane. The world coming into a sharp focus. Though she remained still. Locked within a crystal tomb, eyes closed, but ears ever listening to the eager words beyond her entrapment. Their hopes for gold and treasures amused her sleepy self.. and the ideals of feeding upon their filthy essence stirred her hunger. Yet still she could not move, she could not hope that these foul things would even have a clue as how to release her. However, little to her knowledge, the man who paid them did.
Thread: Damned and Damned again.

Hed watched the works toil away at digging down into the tomb. Treasure hunting and ready gold on his part had made these labourers rather willing accomplices from the outset. However, they had no idea what he was really about. A smile graced his lips as he saw the tomb uncovered. He wore a dark hood, that black cowl cloaking his features as he stood a ways back. However, as the entrance to the tomb became uncovered he slowly began to walk towards it. There was a sword at his hip but for the moment it likely served little purpose. His hand raised and a globe of flight simply emerged from his fingertips and illuminated the hallways before him. Rich works of gold and gem stones were clearly upon display. It was a rich tomb. Had he simply been raiding the desert for the goods of perished monarchs he would think himself to have found a rather rich haul. But perhaps the mosaics upon the wall should have given him pause. After all the depictions of demons and the other world were sufficient to seeming terrify his workers. Although he simply grinned. After all that was no more than confirmation that he was in the right place and this was indeed the right tomb. The sounds of his boots scuffing against the floor could be head. Steady footfalls upon that ancient stone. This one was different he wasnt here for gold or jewels. Although he certainly would take them. After all wealth always had its purpose and there was little point in leaving it behind. No he was there just for her. But he exuded many things at a glance, knowledge, magic, ambition. This one would hold the world in his palm if he had the chance. Dark eyes gazed out from under the black hood and as he moved into the second chamber they fell upon that crystal sarcophagus. He walked towards it in an unhurried manner, slowly coming to a halt right before it. His fingers stroked along the crystal lines of that sarcophagus. His fingers brushing against that slick crystal as he murmured Hello Deia. There he lingered as he smiled I hope I havent kept you waiting for too long. He chuckled softly Although you do have all the time in the world. He smiled as he noted But perhaps not after allfor I am the last of those that cursed you and bound you beyond this world. His tone was rather mild as he noted Which of course makes me the very last of those that could free you. He pulled a chain from his neck as he held it over the crystal tomb. But Deia..Im prepared to release you but I will bind you to this soul gem. You see how its almost in a golden box but glimmers out beyond it. If I die the gem is crushed and if the gem is crush it casts you back precisely where you are right now. If I simply will it the gem is crushed to the same effect. You are cast back into your prison and barred from this world. After all Im not going to destroy your prison and its chains just provide a bridge out of it that remains entirely dependent upon my good will.
Thread: Damned and Damned again.

A familiar presence approached her cage, and her soul trembled. No bloodline had ever been powerful enough to touch her and her beloved. However, the particular blood that approached her, and riled her senses, was that of the only one who made a sacrifice big enough to seduce the aid of the Gods. The only blood that could free her, and it was singing to her, though the words that crossed, sharp and clear from the voice the obviously powerful male, quickly killed her joy. He was toying with her. Playing with the idea of freeing her.. but not just quite. As it stood, the mark burned into her flesh enabled her from doing him any inhuman harm.. however it did not keep her from physically mauling him to pieces. He would bind her to the Soul gem.. clever, clever boy. For Centuries.. you and yours have kept me here. Hidden me beneath the dirt if your plane and kept me from my children.. kept me from my home and my kind... you dare to enslave me? For what purpose -Mortal- could I be of use to you? I am weak, too long from the feed and too far from any source of my home that could enable me any strength... leave me be in my tomb.. leave me in peace and I won't be forced to find a way around you. Her words would echo within his mind alone. The laborers stared on in confusion and concern as their employer seemed to converse with what appeared to be a deliciously preserved body of a dead woman. However their startled yelps and hurried backward steps would be the pleasant reaction to the movements she proceeded with. Lashes fluttered against full cheeks before rising to narrowed slits, revealing beneath their envious length hues of molten ember. Deia had been chosen by her late husband not so much solely upon her looks, but strongly for, and secondly for the supreme skill she exuded in political matter and the power she held trapped within her petite frame. The six foot crystal sarcophagus housed a five foot six inch tall woman. Slender, lithe frame with luscious, vivacious curves, hair of star fire, and skin kissed golden by the sun. Pleasant upon the eyes, and more so desirable due to the lack of clothing upon her trapped figure. Full, pink lips twitched over the the ache of her delicate, elongated incisors. They ached to feed upon the fear of the retreating laborers. Deia appeared human within her cage. As she did once before the time of her capture. The fox that lingered in her blood could only be seen in glimpses and glimmers when her mood spiked. The powers she received from the deceased Solarian Demon enabled her many a great gift in glamour. She could choose to appear how she wished, but how she was now.. was the true Deia.