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Thread: Xenforo Conversion - Monday, May 28th (Morning US time)

Sorry if this has already been askedanswered, but seeing as how I do all of my roleplaying through PMs, will Xenforo allow for setting up folders like we can now? That's how I have kept my inbox from becoming a nightmare so far, by having a folder dedicated to storing my ongoing RPs.
Thread: Xenforo Conversion - Monday, May 28th (Morning US time)

Ok, so deleted drafts... Going to delete my messages or most of them since it's dumb to make you convert them when most of them are over a year old. I think I have my current images uploaded? Anyway to check that?
Thread: Xenforo Conversion - Monday, May 28th (Morning US time)

Not immediately. It's the first thing I want to get on-line after we upgrade.
Thread: Xenforo Conversion - Monday, May 28th (Morning US time)

ThomasRHellsing said Ok, so deleted drafts... Going to delete my messages or most of them since it's dumb to make you convert them when most of them are over a year old. I think I have my current images uploaded? Anyway to check that? Click to expand... Your avatar is uploaded. Really all it means is people who don't need to choose their avatar again, but it looks rather awkward seeing tons of people without avatars.
Thread: Xenforo Conversion - Monday, May 28th (Morning US time)

Exactly What Hour is this suppose to start? I'm just starting to do everything now, but I do have multiple accounts.
Thread: Xenforo Conversion - Monday, May 28th (Morning US time)

Roughly one hour from now.
Thread: Dream Come True (Potter and Friend)

The city of Lexington was an ideal college town, not to large and not too small. It was just right. There was enough to do in and around to keep students busy and having fun, but it wasn't so large that the city felt overwhelming. Downtown had skyscrapers and many other buildings galore. The university was slightly detached from all that though, it's building more diverse as the university had expanded throughout the years. This is the town that Michael called home. He was a graduated student at the University there, studying both history and anthropology. He was a tall young man, with short, crew cut brown hair, hazel eyes that were masked by a pair of black rimmed glasses. His body could be described as average, not in shape but not out of shape either. He walked down one of the streets down the university, humming to himself gently as he drank his coffee. He was enjoying the crisp early winter air he was bundled up in a jacket with a blue jeans and a scarf. He himself was a big fan of winter he never really enjoyed the oppressive heat of the summer. It was truly a beautiful day, the sun shining brightly and not a cloud around it seemed. He wondered to himself if this day could get any better.
Thread: Hinata X Akutski (Naruto rp)

Also looking for Maybe a simple Hinata X Itachi roleplay as well.
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

Here we shall turn everything innocent into a not-so-innocent sexual innuendo We do this by adding 'if you know what I mean' to the end of the most innocent of statements. I heard that the mailman was later than usual, if you know what I mean.
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

I just came back to BMR from lunch to find a funny game, if you know what I mean.
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

I've played with tons of members, if you know what I mean.
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

I took the dog for a walk, if you know what I mean .
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

I just finished breakfast, if you know what I mean
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

My Internet connection is down, so I'm using the phone, if you know what I mean .
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

Hilarious game! I enjoy bowling, having a knack for handling the balls, if you know what I mean.
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

I put down a fresh coat of paint, if you know what I mean
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

I just pet my kitty, if you know what I mean.
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

Sprite said Hilarious game! I enjoy bowling, having a knack for handling the balls, if you know what I mean. Click to expand... Same! I enjoy putting my fingers through all the holes, if you know what I mean.
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

ROFL! Indeed! Holes in any sport can be fun, if you know what I mean.
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

Staying at home and sleeping can be fun, if you know what I mean
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

I love going out to eat, if you know what I mean.
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

Creative art projects can be fun, if you know what I mean .
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

That artist painted me, if you know what I mean.
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

LOL, good one A Thorny Prose! BTW, thank you for starting this game, very entertaining He was too big for his britches, if you know what I mean.
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

I just bumped my threads, if you know what I mean .
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

I'll just be watching what happens, if you know what I mean.
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

I'm legally blind, if you know what I mean
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

The doctor declared I'm in good working condition, if you know what I mean.
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

I just got through eating, if you know what I mean.
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

Leon, I hope the meal was tasty, if you know what I mean .
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

The buns are on sale, if you know what I mean.
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

The buns were tasty, Athornyprose, if you know what I mean .
Thread: Innuendo - If You Know What I Mean

I put some special glaze on the buns, if you know what I mean .
Thread: I'm back

After a long unexpected hiatus I am proud to say I am back I apologize if I did have ongoing rp at the time it was not my intention to vanish something unexpected came up
Thread: I'm back

Hey Back, I'm Bob. I can't say I missed you at all, because frankly I'm new around here and had no way of knowing you were gone. But welcome back anyway. You sound nice enough. Might see you around. Have fun out there.
Thread: I'm back

Welcome back.
Thread: I'm back

Oops I'm sorry for not seeing that this was posted back in May. I didn't know welcoming someone back on a several months ago post was a crime. I can see if it was three years ago lol then yeah. Besides, doesn't seem like the original poster is making a big deal about it so hmm.
Thread: Mx Female Looking for Stories (open to Smut-Heavy)

Please don't contact me for my own plots, I have too many of them in the works already x-x
Thread: You Need Me [Leon x Emily]

Lewis would stand in just the spot he had in his own room when he came across his own hell which seemed so long ago. It gave him a view of the room, putting together a puzzle from the perfect vantage point. Frank would chime in while Lewis continued to let his eyes draw over the room, trying to find something that might elude others. The way the killer took their time, it was as if they knew they'd have all the time in the world, that no one would interrupt their sick game. The circle was closing in but the net just wasn't wide enough to pin point any concrete evidence that they might be able to use. The only real information was that it was either a woman or a small man, enough to either let the victims guard down or small enough to sneak in without leaving so much as a hair behind. Lewis would start walking to the side of the bed, crouching down to look at the mans face. The all to familiar eyes that would be placed next to all the others he had seen. It's only embarrassing if you're alive to feel that way Officer Morris. That's the difference, we gotta live with these things, they are our problems now. Lewis would stand and make his way back to the officer's side. It was then that another voice come to light from the other side of the bed speaking of the act being automatic. A dark haired woman would show herself to them, Lewis taking note of the cap and the fact that she worked with them. She looked white as a sheet, like she had not seen the a day of sun in her life. She spoke that the seemingly sexual arousal was drug induced. True. The killer has been known to do perverse things with their victims and until we can get the reports back for sure, rule nothing out. Assume everything has a reason, it usually does. Frank would make a note to give Lewis some information, be it a bit off putting information about the new medical examiner. The woman would than give her full name of her own accord. I have. As she would speak of the foolishness of the killer, Lewis would look the body over. Don't get ahead of yourself Miss Whierd. They haven't given us reason to ease up till now, I'm not going to do the same. So that means you don't get to either. Lewis would look around the room once more. Anything missing? Any messages?
Thread: You Need Me [Leon x Emily]

Emily's lips flickered in the briefest of smiles as he warned her not to get overconfident. That the killer had given them no reason to ease up, so they shouldn't yield either. Fair enough. She replied simply, jabbing the thermometer into the victim with an audible and sickening squelch. Time of death...estimated 5 hours ago. the woman reported in her level tone. As for messages. She leaned up and jabbed her gloved thumb towards the bathroom. They just finished taking photos. On the bathroom mirror, like all the other scenes, was a message scrawled in blood. Apparently done with the finger but never leaving a usable print. The killer always certain to smear the end of the streaks to ruin any hope of a print. The messages varying in their tone. Questions. Outbursts. Confusion. Reaching out. This time wasn't much different. In streaked crimson it read I don't understand. He died before I could. Can anyone help me understand. The CSI's in the bathroom backed out, muttering to themselves. It was like some kind of riddle each time. The motive never really clear. If the killer even really HAD one. The evidence they came out of the bathroom with, bagged and tagged, didn't seem plentiful this time around either. A small bag with a hair but likely the victims. Finger prints...again, likely the victims. There's residue on his genitals. Emily reported after a moment. I'll see if I can get any DNA. Might just be his. Looks like a condom was used. Killer took it with them though. Doesn't seem like they've found them anywhere. Though these gashes are interesting. The 'killing stroke' across his neck looks to have been done postmortem. The cut isn't as clean as the ones in prior incidents. Perhaps the killer lost control when the victim died before they were finished.
Thread: You Need Me [Leon x Emily]

Lewis would watch as the examiner would inject the device into the body for all to hear and a few moments later, would give the time of his death to be around five or so hours ago. He would look at the poor soul once more before he was directed toward the bathroom. Taking his leave of the scene of the crime and passing the investigators would pass him, Lewis turning to get past them and coming to stop in front of the mirror. Staring at himself covered in bloody words once more. He would read the words over and over in his head, his lips moving to motion the words but no sound escaping them. It was as if he was trying to put them to memory in every way he could, that if he read it over enough then an answer would show itself to him and him alone. Understand. I just need to understand. His words were cryptic, sounding like he was speaking to this monster or he could have been speaking of himself. He would move closer to the mirror, letting a finger raise up and mirror the motion of the blood stroke, like he was making the marks himself. Lewis would stop at the end, his hand forming a well packed fist and if it wasn't for the crime scene, he might have struck the mirror but held himself in check. He would leave the bathroom to the sound of Emily speaking of there being some remnants on the victim and that a condom was used. The mention of something being interesting would cause him to look at the body once more as she would go on to tell him when the fatal blow was done. Lewis would move over, taking a glove from his pocket and sliding it on with a snap, using his fingers to take a closer look at the wound. Lost control... The criminal isn't used to things going off the rails. But what happened thing time that caused this particular scene to go wrong early. He would look the man over once more, the slices causing the picture of his own love to be brought to the surface. Lewis would release the man and pull the glove off and look around the room once more to keep himself distracted. They are trying to find something and not finding it is causing a lapse in judgement. We have to keep that in mind. They might go to ground or find another victim sooner than normal. Make sure we have cops stationed around the area and radio's are on for anything. He would walk toward the door and past the officer. I need to get some air. He would turn to Frank and nod his head Keep me inside the loop Officer. and then back toward Emily. If you find anything, make sure it finds its way to my desk.
Thread: You Need Me [Leon x Emily]

Frank could only nod, watching Lewis make his way out of the grisly room, looking to be a bit envious of his lack of requirement to be at the scene. Emily, on the other hand, watched him as he left, the faintest of smiles flickering at the corners of her lips. Though it vanished just as swiftly as it had appeared, lowering her eyes to the body in front of her once more. All he had to do was give her answers. Why couldn't any of these people give her answers? It took all her self control not to try to stab the corpse out of frustration. Even still...she had finally gotten this close to him. The victim wasn't completely useless in the end. Within the hour, Emily was back at the precinct, down in the morgue. The body on the examination table, chest currently cut open. One by one she had removed major organs to weigh and examine them as was per protocol. Blood samples were already being processed for toxins. The swab she'd taken from his groin was being run for DNA, not that it'd turn up anything but his own. It was an odd feeling...performing autopsies on her own handiwork. Kind of perfect. It allowed her time to critique herself by taking a second look at her work after she'd had some time to process and calm down. This was far from her best work. A shame Lewis had to see this one. She'd have to do better next time. When she was finished, she stitched him back up, stripping her gloves off and dropping them into the little trash can at the foot of the table. Moving to her desk, she began to fill out the paperwork. Measurements of the cuts, cause of death and so on. At least as much as she could do until the results of the other tests came back. She had to force herself not to fill out the entire form automatically as she already knew everything. Had to play it by the books. It was risky...working with the police. Putting herself right into the doghouse. A single slip up and she could give herself away. It was fun. Real fun. The very wolf the herd was afraid of was lingering among them. Plain sight...
Thread: You Need Me [Leon x Emily]

As Lewis made his way to the outside air, it felt like a release as the constant number of things that rushed through his mind seemed to escape into the air. The anger and frustration of letting a monster like that continue onward was always there but he felt they were close, that he was close. There were a few things he tended to let himself divulge in after visiting crime scenes. Most of them ended in heavy drinking, either in his apartment or a bar. He would reach into the inside of his jacket and pull out a flask, unscrewing the top and placing it to his lips quickly to take a short swig before re-tightening the lid. These murders were different and he would force himself to dwell on the atrocities, the crying of a psychopath. He had to cut the edge of but never would he let himself forget, every thing was there for a reason and he wouldn't loose himself so soon. That would come later. For now, Lewis had found himself at his desk, stacks of boxes at the side, piles of papers and drawings of different suspects scattered off to the side while several scenes of various crimes would rest a top one another, each with different bodies but the larger picture seemingly wishing to push to the surface. Though, Lewis had an open folder with a sizable stack of papers, over half of them flipped over to show the progress he had made but the pen continued to scribble names and dates, signatures and just what information he had to pull from other scenes to connect to this one. It all felt like he had done this over and over, only few changes here and there but overall, it was the same shit just a different day. Lewis would drop the pen as his body would lean back against the chair, hands covering his eyes as they closed. The coroner report being the only thing that seemed missing. The sight of the most recent body took over his view, seeing the cuts and the message. Then another message with a connected body. The dead kept talking but it was always hard to understand them, like something trying to speak to a deaf person. The majority of the precinct were starting to think their may be more than one killer involved with the sheer number of bodies that were starting to stack. No. He knew it was one monster under that bed and he needed to drag it out. His eyes would open to still be in darkness, slivers of light coming through his fingers. He would let them drop down to his sides as he stared up at the lights above. No, it was never really all that bright as the vibrating sounds of the fluorescent light would always come to overpower the sounds of those talking around him, the beeping and slamming, arguing and crying. It was always just loud enough for him to zone himself into them.
Thread: The Forgotten and The Changed (Raivh & Roses)

Good, now ten more. Siobhan grit her teeth and forced her feet to obey her. Muscles were already screaming, legs burning as she tried to get them awake enough to carry her across the room. How hard was it to walk from the bed to a god damn chair. Atrophy. That's what it was. Eight months of lying in bed doing nothing but wasting away had killed all the muscles in her body. All the effort she put into training and staying in shape, maintaing military fitness, gone. Now she was struggling to get up and take a piss by herself. She couldn't help the small cry that parted her pale lips as she fell into the chair. Panting. Good to see you up Captain. Siobhan's head whipped over to the door, long red strands hanging over her freckled face. M-major! Instantly she tried to get back to her feet but he waved her down. At ease. I'm just here to see how things are going. Nothing official. He stuck his hands in his pockets. Rehab going well? The woman scowled. Does this look well to you sir? He chuckled. Well you are awake so I'd say it's a marked improvement. The woman's demeanor shifted. She knew she had lost Blaine and every time she thought of him she couldn't breathe, she couldn't walk, the nurses thought she would relapse back into a coma. But now that the major was here she thought she might have one small spark of hope. Major? What is it Captain? Do you know what happened to Rex? Her bright green eyes were pleading. No ones told me anything about him. Please. The man kind of scoffed. Your bomb sniffing dog? He was reassigned. The man shook his head. Siobhan let out a huge sigh of relief. She might have lost the man she loved, but at least the dog he helped her train to save lives made it and he was still out there. As soon as she finished rehabbing she was going to go find Rex and get him back. He was the last piece of Blaine that she had so she wasn't about to let some kid get her dog killed.
Thread: The Forgotten and The Changed (Raivh & Roses)

Her lips parted and she almost let out an inhuman scream at the man. But years of training kicked in and she promptly snapped her mouth shut as she heard her commanding officers words to her nurse. She couldn't lose it. Not here. Not now. IF she stepped out of bounds in front of him she might never get answers but.... When the Major left the room, Siobhan grabbed her bag of personal items off the nearby chair and started digging through it. She was in military issued sweats and a tee shirt while she was doing her therapy but she needed something. That one personal thing, all military people were aloud to wear. She found the small plastic bag in the bottom of the giant trash bag holding her things. Seated inside it was a simple gold ring, no stone or gem was inlaid, just a simple gold band, but on the inside was engraved both of their initials. Memories of his half assed proposal flooded her mind as tears blurred her vision. There was no fancy dinner, no down on one knee speech, no flowers or grande gestures. They were out on a mission, and he just pressed it into her hand. Said he didn't want to do any of this with out her. Oh and the whole lack of a diamond thing well, that was for safety out in the field, or so he said. They both knew the military would be their lives but, the explosion so shortly after was nothing she had expected. Siobhan slid the ring onto her finger and took a deep shaky breath. There was no way he couldn't remember her. Not after everything they had been through. Countless battles, skirmishes, wars. They were made for each other, on and off the battlefield. But... The biggest question of all was, how did he even survive? Siobhan only rmembered bits and pieces of the explosion. But she remembered Blaine diving ontop of her, his arms wrapping around her and covering her head as his body shielded her. There was heat, blood, screaming. Then nothing. He took the whole force of the blast to save her. No one could have survived, she barely did. When the nurse was close enough Siobhan's hand lashed out and grabbed her coat, wrenching her closer using all of the little strength she had. You are going to take me to whereever it is they are keepinng him. If he was in fact alive, there had to be some reason why he hadn't come to see her. Did he really not remember? The other woman let out a startled sound. But the Major... I don't care what the major said. You are taking me to my fiance now! Siobhan sat herself down in the wheelchair in her room and the nurse hurried to push her out and down the hall. Capitan... I don't know where they are keeping him. I was assigned to you. The woman admitted as she walked, pushing the wheelchair aimlessly. Siobhan glared over her shoulder at the woman, her green eyes piercing. Then you better find out.