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Thread: We Meet Again... (RoleplayMaster and I)

Name Emma Walsh Age 27 Occupation ER doctor Back in middle school, Emma began babysitting. Her neighbor had a cute and often she babysat him while they went off on little dates. She loved taking care of the kid, sometimes pretending he was her own when she fed, cleaned and changed him and to her, it was like playing house but for the big kids. She watched him grow up, changing interests from singing stuffed animals to race cars to superheros. Often she had taken it upon herself too look into the same interests and they became the best of friends over the latest cartoons. Emma was always told by his parents how she was a natural caregiver and throughout her high school years, that is what helped her decide on pursuing a career in medicine in hopes to help others. When graduation day came it was a little heart wrenching. She was going to have to spend many years away at collage. She wondered just how that kid could get along without her? Well, he was growing out of needing a babysitter, eventually such a relationship would have to come to an end. For the first few years of collage they did keep some contact via telephone and e-mail. She would ask about school and his friends in the end and slowly their contact dwindled to nothing. She became far too busy with her studies to even contact her own family in the end. Even late she still thought about the other time to time, wondering what kind of guy he was turning into, if he still had the same childish interests she would always entertain. Last year she had graduated from collage receiving her doctorate in medicine. She had been working as a nurse for a few months at a hospital near the collage as she made preparations to move back home. Now she lives in a small apartment downtown near a hospital she works for in the ER. It was New Years Eve and the usual parties were taking place, on most occasions she would have gone to a friends house for a wild dancing party but having just returned home only months before, she wanted to see how all her old neighbors and family friends were doing. The people she babysat for were holding their yearly party and as always her parents were attending, this year she decided to tag along. Emma wore a loose cream sweater with grey leggings and a dark grey snowflake design. She wore her favorite fluffy brown boots and a beanie she tucked most of her blonde hair into. Together she walked with her father between her and her mother and his arms around their waists holding them close in the cold weather.
Thread: We Meet Again... (RoleplayMaster and I)

John sighed as he looked around his living room. His parents were organising their annual party for family and friends, and he never knew anyone. Every year he wished that his old babysitter came, as he felt like she was - and still is - his best friend. He had stopped wishing a few years ago though, knowing that it would never happen. He finally got up and was told to help sort out everything, and help his father with the snacks. Hey John.. Your mother wanted me to keep this as a surprise for you, but I think you should know His father started saying. He always liked his dad, so hopefully this is something John would be interested in. Check the guest list He told him, handing the list to him. He rolled his eyes, starting to think this was another job, but he roamed his eyes down the list. Dan Wilkens.. 'Emma's Dad. He usually comes to these events. Not unusual.' He thought to himself. Helen Wilkens.. 'Emma's Mum. Also comes to these events quite often.' Emma Wilkens.. 'Wait, what? Emma's coming! Jeez, I need to prepare.' He thought happily and urgently. He gave the list back to his dad Thanks dad! I need to go and change He said and ran off. John ran up the stairs, changing into his best clothes. Most the people that came to these events were adults, so he would be one of the only kids there. The oldest kid there anyway. He came back down a little while later and saw the party was about to start the guests were about to arrive! His mother told him to greet the guests, take their coats and tell them where to go. He happily obliged for the first time in ages, knowing this will make sure he won't miss Emma.
Thread: We Meet Again... (RoleplayMaster and I)

As they headed up the steps to the other's house, they met up with other guest arriving. Phillip Tailor, a long time friend of both families smiled warmly at the family Dan you lucky dog, a beautiful lady on each arm, this time you have to let me in on your secret. Emma smile taking the man arm and looping her own around it It's alright Phil, you can always escort me around whenever you like now that I'm back in town. She laughed as together they walked up the front steps and rang the doorbell. Phil smiled patting her arm Emma sweetheart there is so much I want to ask you but I'm sure first off your going to want to see how Johnny boy is doing. She smiled up at the man as if he had been reading her mind. When the door opened she was expecting to see the same boy she left, short, sweet and lovable. Her jaw did a quick drop and she turned it into a smile as she released Phil's arm Johnny is that you? She asked. Short was not the word to describe him as now they could see eye to eye, if not her having to look up just a bit. Wow, I wasn't expecting you to turn into a handsome man while I was away at collage but I guess you can't be young forever. she said as she eyed him up and down. Handsome was the beginning of various words she could use to describe his new appearance. Emma stepped inside and out of the doorway. Her own appearance hadn't changed to much in years since they last met, having finished maturing physically years ago. It's good to actually get to see you again. How have you been since we last spoke? she asked trying to remember when they last talked.
Thread: We Meet Again... (RoleplayMaster and I)

John watched as guests entered and finally saw his ex-babysitter. At first he was excited and happy, but then he saw that she was holding onto another man's arm. His eyes drooped a little sadly and he tried unsuccessfully to hid it. Emma? It is great to see you He smiled a little shyly. He blushed a little bit at her complements I am hardly handsome He told her quietly. He badly wanted to hug her, but he nervously just held a hand out for her to shake. I have been alright. A bit lonely, as I still am quite bad at making friends He had about 1 or 2 And my best friend left for college. He finished Don't worry, I don't blame you. He smiled slightly. So how have you been since we last spoke? It has got to be years since the last time He said. It had been even longer since he had saw her, and he felt like his heart thumping heaps in his chest would be obvious. It wasn't, but his shyness and blush were.
Thread: We Meet Again... (RoleplayMaster and I)

Emma laughed Geez, no need to act like a stranger, I've known you too long for that. She said as she wrapped her arms around him in an embrace and adding a small peck on his cheek. When she did so she could feel the warmth of his skin under her lips and she smiled. Emma felt pretty bad after hearing of the other's loneliness, she gave him a big squeeze before letting go. Sorry, but now collage is over and I'm here to stay. She said with a small smile in hopes to comfort the other a bit. She nodded her head Too long is all I know. I've been good, perhaps I would have been lonely as well if it weren't for my dearest textbooks. Emma had been starting to get depressed at the end of her schooling, the first three years were fun, she had some roomies that she went to a few parties with but after that she became more serious about her education, she first lost contact with her old friends, john and then her own parents. Emma became a studying machine I guess it was worth it though because I was third in my class and I got the job I wanted right away. Hey, were are your parents? I haven't even said hi to them yet. She said as the though had just occurred to her. They were good friends of hers as well and the hosts of the party. I don't want them to think I had forgotten all about them. She said with a smile.
Thread: Objection!

Object to whoever is above you! Remember to give dat hard evidence. ahem I swear, I couldn't possibly be the father!
Thread: Objection!

I object! Mr. Solomon gave no indication of what grounds may be used or required for an objection.
Thread: Objection!

I object. Mr Xxtra found a basis to object on a false charge!
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OBJECTION! Miss Black has no proof of her accusation!
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OBJECTION! No one's got any damn evidence nor is the slightest bit organized. Damn amateurs.
Thread: Objection!

OBJECTION! Miss Yuna is using her only accusation of me being an amateur to testify against my statement, as seen here! LadyYunaFFX2 said Damn amateurs. Click to expand...
Thread: Objection!

Objection! Miss Yoru used Miss Yuna's statement out of context!
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I object! Miss black has objected on a false claim!
Thread: Objection!

Your Honor, I object! My three-tailed opposition counsel is, by her own declaration, a mythical, illusory creature what documentation do we have concerning her practicing here?
Thread: Objection!

I object your honor, but as mr prince has failed to realize, we have merfolk and other such mythological creatures who have yet to be targeted by this offense. As such, his grounds to object are based in prejudice, and should not be heeded.
Thread: Objection!

I must object yet again, Your Honor! The sole question before this honorable court is whether Mr. Solomon did or did not knock up the Plaintiff! These scurrilous accusations of prejudice and prevarication, with which we've been beset ab initio, accomplish naught but to lead us farther and farther afield!
Thread: Objection!

OBJECTION! No one still has bothered gathering any damn evidence on the main focus at hand! Or what's supposed to be! And where's my damn coffee?!
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OBJECTION! Who said that you were getting coffee!
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OBJECTION! slams hands down onto desk grins, waggling finger That point is irrelevant to this case . Clearly, the Coffee Queen will be receiving coffee, and I, in fact, have an alibi!
Thread: Objection!

OBJECTION!! The Coffee Queen will not be receiving any coffee any more. holds aloft the Coffee Queen's severed head
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OBJECTION!!! That is not the Coffee Queen! That is the Tea Queen!
Thread: Objection!

OBJECTION! Move that the CoffeeTea Queen's license to practice be revoked.
Thread: Objection!

Objection! The coffee queen never had a license!
Thread: Objection!

Gavel is slammed Order! Order! I will have order! Let's stay on topic, shall we?
Thread: Objection!

Jumps up from her seated position, and screams.... Your Honor? I OBJECT!!! ...gigglesnorts! I've always wanted to do that!
Thread: Objection!

OBJECTION your honor no one is even on the same case, this is obliviously a civil case and must be moved to the civil court and out of criminal court and this case dismissed
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OBJECTION! You're honor, we are on the same case, but as my partner Mr. Prince observed, we have been repeatedly led off the topic by the defense!
Thread: Objection!

OBJECTION your honor, we are obliviously not giving our client here a fair trial, I request that we continue this hearing at a future date
Thread: Objection!

OBJECTION! Your honor, this is a forum, not the US court system.
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Objection your honor my good opponent Mr. Syrette here is making a mockery of your forum court, my proposal for a future hearing still stands however
Thread: Jail Camp (Prince x Slashed)

Rhys studied Cory as the boy replied softly to his questions. The poor boy seemed so delicate and vulnerable already, none of the tough posturing Rhys normally saw on an intake. Cory probably had some idea how tough it was going to be and was scared. Rhys judged him as a good kid who had made a tragically wrong decision that he now would pay for. Rhys wasn't the jury or the judge, just the person who executed the punishment. Whether the boy deserved it or not, he was going to make sure they learned their lesson and left here repentant. Theft at your age will ruin your life, he said in a cold voice. I'm here to make sure you learn your lesson. I'm here to re-educate you. He studied the effeminate boy again. Cory could easily be a girl if he had longer hair and a dress on. It was going to be a tough year for the lad. I want to warn you Cory, things will be tough for you here, he said, a cruel grin appearing on his face without Rhys even realizing it. He knew his words were going to be received roughly by the sensitive youth. The other inmates tend to behave like wild animals. I do my best to discipline them and control them, but the guards and I can't watch everyone all the time. A pretty thing like you is going to need to be on your toes. You can come to me for help, but it may make things worth. You'll have to figure out how to handle things by yourself, what your line is. Come to me if you get pushed past it. He paused to let his words sink in. Then in a very casual but firm tone he spoke up again. You are in intake. I need to do a full search of you, every cavity. And then you have to take a shower and get into the new clothes we use here at my jail camp. It's ok, I've seen plenty of naked prisoners. Nothing to be worried about, he said in a soothing tone, grin growing larger at Cory's look. The he added in a firm, low voice an order not to be argued with. Now strip off all your clothes.
Thread: Jail Camp (Prince x Slashed)

The way he gazed at her when she answered his question made her head spin, she felt dizzy. She had never been looked as a bad kid before. She felt like despair would consume her, she was a thief. Who would hire a thief? Absolutely nobody. She rest her head on her hand cuffed hands breathing in an out steadily, trying to keep the tears from falling. His words bothered her even more, Jessica Melton and her father ruined her life. She would like to see Jessica go to prison and be reeducated, she sure as hell deserved it. Cory kept her head in her hand for a minute more and then tried to focus her gaze on the Wardens face. Her green eyes attempted to not avert, but it was so hard to face someone who thought of you as a criminal. As he continued to speak Cory listened closely, apparently things would be really tough for her. She found it disturbing that a malicious grin appeared upon the Wardens as explained the hardships she might encounter. Why would he be happy about that? She knew she was now the scum of society, but really? Her lip quivered at the thought of the Warden wanting to cause her pain. Cory didnt know how much more pain she could withstand before crumbling. She felt her body shaking by the time he finished explaining that she would need to watch her back. She felt a little light headed and she once again put her head in her hands. Great her time at this prison was going to be even more hellish than she realized. Then, with her head in her hands he revealed why they were here, intake. A strip search that he would execute and it wasnt just a get naked and look at you search, it was every little area. Cory thought she would start crying. Nobody had ever seen her body other than her doctor. Sure, she once had a boyfriend, but things never escalated to her getting naked for him. She felt so demeaned and uncomfortable, but who could trust a criminal. The Warden tried to sooth her, explain that he had seen many prisoners naked. She tried to quell her fears and discomfort with that bit of information. Then with a voice that Cory couldnt argue with he demanded she strip. With shaky knees, she rose from the chair and observed herself. She didnt know where to start, what part of her to expose first. She gazed at her feet and sighed in relief for only a moment. She pulled off her shoes and her socks. She had to admit the process was a little hard with the handcuffs. Her short lived relief broke, she had to reveal herself now. With shaky hands and a few tears slipping out of her eyes Cory removed her shirt. Her black, lacy bra held up her perky, round breasts. She then closed her eyes tightly, hoping the process would be easier that way. Her hands then removed the baggy pants and her matching panties hung on her thin waist. The next layer of clothing was harder to remove, her whole body quivered and few tears squeezed from her closed eyes. Finally, she managed to slip off all clothing. Her body all exposed, her breasts reacting to the cold air. Her nipples hardened embarrassingly and she desperately wished she could disappear.
Thread: Jail Camp (Prince x Slashed)

Every part of her body seemed to shake and her knees felt weak, so weak that she might fall over. Here she was, naked before a warden, all areas exposed to him. Never, ever had man seen her this vulnerable and this exposed. She felt like she had been put in a display box to be observed. It didnt help that when he green eyes shifted to gaze at the warden, he looked shocked. His eyes gazed at certain parts of her body, uncomfortable parts. She felt confusion, Cory thought the warden saw many inmates naked. Why then was he staring at her in an awed manor? She felt self-conscious standing before him, his soothing words early had no affect now. She averted her eyes once again, she couldnt watch him gawk at her. Everything about the whole situation proved embarrassing, she could barely keep the tears from slipping out. She wanted the search to end soon, even if that meant being thrown to the wolves. Corys heard the shuffling of papers, but still dared not look up. The flush on her cheeks, the quivering of her body, and the rapid rise and fall of her chest would only get worse if she gazed at the Warden. She didnt want to know why he seemed so shocked, she just hoped this would end soon. After a moment, his soothing voice filled her ears again. She didnt know if he really wanted her to answer or not, so she just shrugged. She thought the whole ordeal was terrible, but if she said that he might grow unhappy with her. She listened to the sound of his steps echo against the floor as he approached her. His hands gripped her pale skin, which felt cold to the touch. He raised them and with her arms raised her breasts raised a bit as well. When the cuffs finally fell to the floor, she quickly brought her arms down to her sides waiting for any more orders. Mister Rhys order her to turn around for a moment, and then in a gruff tone order he to bend over. For some reason Corys juvenile body reacted to his tone. Goosebumps appeared on her skin and chills ran down her spine. Not identifying the lustful undertones in the Wardens voice Cory did as she was told. She turned around waiting for minute and the uncomfortably bent over. Her body really shuddered now. She knew he would touch her intimate places, the idea made Cory whimper in misery.
Thread: Jail Camp (Prince x Slashed)

No piercings or tattoos, Rhys said, stating the fact as he examined her bare backside. Her skin was pale and flawless and he let his eyes wander down her back to the firm, round globes of her butt that tantalized him. As she bent over and pushed her ass towards him he took a deep breath. The sight of this innocent girl fully exposed to him was so incredibly erotic that he could feel his cock grow to full hardness instantly. I'm required to make sure there isn't anything hidden under your skin or in your hair as well, he said. It was total bullshit, of course, but he had to touch this girl. He needed to feel her skin so badly, to caress her everywhere as as she bent over helplessly before him. He stood behind her, the bulge in his pants inches from her ass, and reached down to place his hands in her hair. He let his fingers run through her short locks, rubbing her scalp and then slid them down to her neck. He kept his fingertips light on her as he circled around her neck feeling that soft and sensitive skin and the fast beating pulse of her artery. He then slid his hands down her spine and around her sides to cup her small breasts as they hung below her. He caressed them lightly, marveling at their softness as her hardened nipples brushed against his palms. He took those hard nipples between his thumb and finger and gently squeezed each one to see how she would react. Yes.. I know you may find this uncomfortable Cory, but I need to to do it, Rhys said, his voice low and husky. He let go of her breasts reluctantly and ran his hands down the rest of her back to the globes of her ass. Rhys squeezed her ass cheeks and squatted down behind her before parting them. He let his eyes gaze at her most intimate parts, the pink pucker of her asshole and the crevasse below it, tufted with fine blonde hair. Her legs were together and her inner folds were hidden in the ridges of her outer lips, so just a teasing pink slit was visible to Rhys. He moved his hands to her legs and ran them up the inside of her thighs before sliding one hand between her legs to trace his fingers through the soft, fine curls of her pubic hair. Just relax Cory, he cooed to her. I'm going to search inside you now.
Thread: Jail Camp (Prince x Slashed)

Cory sad nothing as the Warden bluntly stated the obvious, she had no way of getting a tattoo. She was only 16 and that barred her any access. Plus, she wasnt a criminal, not really anyway, so she didnt have any connection to illegally do it. Her legs still felt weak and felt thankful that she at least had the chair to lean on. Cory tried to breath in an out of her mouth to calm herself and slow the rapid beating of her heart. She didnt want to pass out from the uneasiness she was experiencing. She knew she looked pathetic, this Warden had probably never seen a more pathetic teenager. He began with explain where he would touch, her hair and her skin. Cory frowned, that meant pretty much everywhere on her body. Shortly after his explanation Cory could feel his presence behind her. He was so close to her that she could almost feel him. The close proximity they had almost made her knees give out. Then his hands moved into her short blonde hair, his finger caressed her scalp rubbing it gently. Honestly, the way he searched through her hair felt good. She felt dirty for thinking that way, but she had always liked her hair stroked. When Cory was really young, her mother use to brush her hair so gently. The feeling always soothed her and despite the situation she still felt soothed. Of course her anxiety did not disappear, but her body did relax slightly. His hands then found her neck, stroking her skin. It tickled, but not in an unbearable way. Actually his finger felt more like a massage, his finger caused chills to erupt down her spine. Her anxiety came rushing back, however, when the Wardens hands found her round breast. He grasped them firmly feeling them. At first everything seemed normal, but then Mister Rhys squeezed her nipples between his thumbs. In response to the feeling that flooded through her, Cory inhaled sharply. Her cheeks turned beat red and she was about to question him when his voice halted her. His voice once again sounded different, raspy and deep, unlike his previous controlled, commanding tone. He tried to sooth her again, telling her that searches have to go like this. Cory couldnt quell her humiliation and her shaking though, her breasts felt as if they were being fondled. She was having her first experience with her body being touched by a man, in a prison. After his hands moved down her back, they squeezed her rear-end and then parted her cheeks. Cory swore she would die, a man was looking at her down there. She felt heat flood her body and a dizziness take over. Her grip tightened on chai and her legs clenched together. It was an immediate reaction she couldnt prevent. Her breathing grew labored, she was hoping her husband would do this one day when she was older, not a prison Warden. Tears came to her eyes, as his hands ran up between her thighs. His hand running through the blonde pubic hair that coated her intimate areas. He told her to relax and then declared what he would do. I dont have anything in there, please. she begged, desperation apparent.