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Thread: Dear Guardian (Duragon and Crimson-Moon)

Silence. He said in his passive voice. I think I will take her in. Impossible! She's a girl, you'll get killed! Just because she beat me doesn't mean that she can protect you prince! Lucio's eye glared at the crowds. I said silence. The crowd did as it was told. Lucio turned towards his four most trusted men, all older, well-experienced knights much like Kimberly's father. Gentlemen... the five of us will select. For, or against. I will be overruled if my men believe it is best. So let's have it. I vote for her service. A bald headed man with shining armor and a pike nodded, If my prince believes it so, I shall vote for her as well. A second officer stepped up, armor masking his facial features. The female fights like a dragon, but this is no post for women, I am sorry, but men protect women, not the other way around. The third seemed to be the youngest of the guards. I don't want to be responsible for a girl getting hurt. You have our thanks for your attempts, but we should not give this post to you. Please understand. The last guard stood the tallest, a heavy axe on his back which he swung with ease. Your father and brother will not be forgotten by our kingdom's history. Your path is not to die by servitude. Your path should be to provide our kingdom with sons who may inherit their courage and serve our army. I stand against it. I am sorry. Lucio watched his men react and closed his eyes when he heard his final guard rule against. Hmph... He turned and started walking away, obviously upset. The third guard moved towards her and touched her injury. Go and get a medic. I think she is injured quite seriously.
Thread: Dear Guardian (Duragon and Crimson-Moon)

Her eyes closed, I understand. My father would have been against it as well... she said quietly when it came down to the end. Her face had paled and once Lucio had walked off she fell to her knees. She was trying to think about how she could get in. Her brother had some armor that could hide her features and it was plain enough so that it would not cause any suspicion. When the third guard came up to her, she stood up, I am quite alright... she murmured quietly. I better get home and clean the house...or whatever I am suppose to do. What house you little runt? The last time I checked, you were on your own, too rebellious to land a job to keep your hut. a man nearby said calmly, And no man wants you. You scare them all away. Your only hope was to get a position as a guard...so now, you have nothing. he added bitterly. Kim turned to him before she looked away and slowly started to walk away. Clearly in pain of many kinds. She needed to get her brother's armor before it was too late. The man was right. The position was the only hope she had of having an income and probably a healthy life.
Thread: Dear Guardian (Duragon and Crimson-Moon)

Lucio sat in his private chamber, his hands held together as his guards followed after Kim left. Guys... I hope you made the right decision. That woman had some serious promise. He said quietly. Closing his eyes. Go back and watch the remaining fighters. Let me know if anyone catches your eyes.
Thread: Dear Guardian (Duragon and Crimson-Moon)

After making it to a small shack that she had called home. She treated her wound and wrapped it before she carefully redressed and cut her hair, changing her appearance. She had lost her feminine look, even her face seemed different as she got up, grabbing her practice blade, she set back out to the gathering, now going under the name of Johnathan. When she arrived, no one seemed to know her. She was a stranger to them.
Thread: Dear Guardian (Duragon and Crimson-Moon)

The third guard which had returned to her to ask her if she needed help with her wounds was gathering the last circle of fighters to compete. Alright. Is there absolutely anyone else who would like to enter? This is the last circle we will have, and your last chance to work for Arden's prince, Lucio.
Thread: Dear Guardian (Duragon and Crimson-Moon)

She stepped up to the circle, I want to join. she said calmly, changing her voice to a more masculine sound as she kept her hands at her side. The only person she could think of that had a chance of recognizing her was the Prince himself, who she highly doubted would say anything. After all, he wanted her to protect him though she was sure it might have been something else.
Thread: Dear Guardian (Duragon and Crimson-Moon)

The third guard looked over at her and smiled. Nice armor. Come on in then. I will back away and the free for all will commence. Please be courteous and do not kill others unless it's absolutely inevitable. He said, backing away quite a bit. Feel free to start at this point!
Thread: Dear Guardian (Duragon and Crimson-Moon)

She went into the circle and when he said that they could start, the whole group just rushed at each other, but she stayed back and watched as a few people ran at her. She was able to send them back as she just stood there, only moving slightly. Pathetic. My grandmother can fight better than you. And she is dead. she said quietly as she slowly headed into the group as it started to thin. She fought whoever charged her and they were always falling to the ground, choosing not to get up.
Thread: Dear Guardian (Duragon and Crimson-Moon)

In less than ten minutes, Kim had beaten down and outlasted all of the men in the final circle. The third guard came over with a smile, his blade at his side. Excellent work lad! What is your name? He asked, looking back to where he'd bring Kim to have her speak with the remaining three guards and Lucio.
Thread: Dear Guardian (Duragon and Crimson-Moon)

She sighed once the men had fallen and she returned the blade to it's sheath before she turned to the guard, My name is Johnathan...Johnathan Delany. she said calmly as she turned to help a man near her up. He was one of the last ones that had fallen, Nice fight. It was only mere luck that I was able to make you fall. she said quietly.
Thread: Dear Guardian (Duragon and Crimson-Moon)

You move so smoothly. Said the fighter, holding his head after she helped him. I am beaten. The third guard smiled. John was it...? Mind if I call you that? Come with me. He said, starting to walk on. Come along boy. We don't have all evening.
Thread: Dear Guardian (Duragon and Crimson-Moon)

She nodded at the man, Years of practice I guess. she said with a shrug before she followed the guard quickly, Yes...John is alright. It saves time. she said quietly as she stayed near the man before she took her helmet off and enjoyed the fresh air on her face.
Thread: Dear Guardian (Duragon and Crimson-Moon)

The third guard led her into one of the towers, and up many flights of stairs, turning back to look at her from time to time. Eventually he entered a large room where Lucio was sitting, looking out of the window as his other guards simply stood at attention. Prince Lucio... I feel that I've found the most eligable person from all of the circles. He easily worked his way through some tough opposition. He was hardly touched, and his movements resemble a true hero. Lucio turned in their direction, his violet hair covering one of his eyes. His face seemed feminine. What is your name, boy... He said quietly, approaching her to get a better look.
Thread: Dear Guardian (Duragon and Crimson-Moon)

She had followed the guard quietly and without saying a word. And she was able to keep up, despite the fact that she still had not recovered fully from the wound she had recieved as herself and with the extra fighting. When they reached the Prince and he turned to her, she bowed, My name is Johnathan Delany Your Highness. she said quietly as she looked at the ground, she was afraid that her body would betray her if she looked up at him.
Thread: Dear Guardian (Duragon and Crimson-Moon)

Johnathan. Rise. He said, turning towards his guards and back at her. Do you... have a female sibling living in my country? Johnathan... He asked directly, his guards slightly confused as to why he'd ask such a personal and irelevant question to a man he just met.
Thread: Dear Guardian (Duragon and Crimson-Moon)

He shook his head as he rose, No Your Highness, I am an only Child. Both Parents are dead. she said quietly, hoping that he did not notice who she truly was, or that he would not tell the guards if he knew. He had seemed to be studying her when she was herself, and she knew that he'd probably be able to pick out a few similarities.
Thread: Dear Guardian (Duragon and Crimson-Moon)

I see. He looked back at his guards. I like this man. I want him to be my guard. I can tell he is a fighter. He seems obedient enough. He turned back to Kimberly. Would you give your life for me? Or protect it with everything you offer? Do you promise to follow my word... in cruelty, nobility, or anything in between? Do you promise to sever under me and adhere to my every request so long as you live...
Thread: Dear Guardian (Duragon and Crimson-Moon)

She nodded, I will Your Highness...and if I fail to protect you in anyway or if I fail to obey you...I ask that the most severe punishments be taken on me. she said quietly yet seriously as she looked at him.
Thread: Dear Guardian (Duragon and Crimson-Moon)

Lucio nodded. Stand up and walk amongst my men. You are a welcome defender, and I will put my life in your hands. He said, turning around and leaving to his private chamber. Guards, make sure my bodyguard is well fed and cleaned. I want him in best shape before he starts his duties tomorrow.
Thread: Dear Guardian (Duragon and Crimson-Moon)

She nodded as she watched him leave before she turned to the window, May I have a tour? I really wish to know where I am going in this place. she asked quietly as she turned to the guards with a calm, emotionless face. She was happy on the inside, but she was afraid that she would act too feminine if she rejoiced physically.
Thread: Dear Guardian (Duragon and Crimson-Moon)

The third guard stepped up and smiled at her. Surely. I'll be taking care of that. At the same time we'll be making sure that you are cleaned and fed, although you managed to beat those men down with the slightest effort. He grinned and shoved her shoulder. Take a load off. We are all humans here. We serve our prince with the utmost love and respect. We'd take an arrow to the head, eye, chest or even... he whispered, to our cocks. He chuckled. Just kidding about the last part. He started to walk, exiting the chamber. Guards, I'm going to give Johnathan a tour. Standby for Lucio's orders.
Thread: The Lost Pharaoh (ashlee_babe & I)

Alex De'Graw was so excited he could barely contain himself.He was an archaeological student who'd recently graduated and this would be his first unsupervised dig.Most of the crew had made a discovery elsewhere and needed him to stay and attend the site, of course he didn't mind, it meant he got to explore on his own.He waved as the truck as it took off, leaving him at dawn outside the recently discovered tomb. They weren't expecting it to be much, as it had no significant markings.Oh well, an adventure me and none for them he said, descending into the tomb with his gas lamp and his tools.It hadn't been more than twenty minutes in that the floor had given out between him and slid him down a large chute.The young man's voice echoed until he landed with the thud on the sand of the blackened chamber below.Rummaging around he flicked his lighter on and lit a few torches, hanging them on the wall as he began to explore the chamber. Wow....whomever is buried here was a little naughty in life he said, running his fingers over the scriptures on the wall.They were vague, giving no hint as to the stature of the person, only a warning.who so ever wakes the sleeping one will pay the price he said quietly.It was then he gazed up and noticed the sarcophagus.Fascinating! he said as he strode over, dusting it off with his brush as he ran his fingers over it.
Thread: The Lost Pharaoh (ashlee_babe & I)

Thebes, 3000 B.C. Isis, her attendees called to her as she rose from he waters of her chamber and was toweled dry. Our ruler wished to see you in the throne room. He has an announcement to make of your nuptials to the young pharoh of his chosing. Her eyes rolled at the mere mention of her appending marriage. She had her hair brushed and her attire placed on her lotioned form. Her skin was olive coloring and her hair was the color of midnight. Her eyes were the color of copper after being melted. Her dressings we of white satin and silk exposing her bare stomach and most of her legs. If I am to marry then I shall be a mystic and bewitch my husband. She muttered under her breathe as she made her way to the throne room. After hours of dealing her father's excessive rants on her individualism and her lack of culture. Sshe did not want to marry, she wanted to rule without the rules her father was enforcing. Isis, if you do not wed, then you will be locked within your chambers and not released until you agree. I plan to live for some time and I will make this my law towards you, he voiced in private after the priests and others had left. Then imprison me. I am not to marry for duty. She screamed at him and the door clicked closed behind him as he stormed out. Her attendants came and in the dead of night her priests. She was the master of the elements. She commanded the elements to her will and her mind was full of knowledge and powers that she strengthened with each day. It was forbidden for her to practice and she still proceeded to do so. Unfortunately her father discovered her secret. He ordered her room stripped and all knowledge of Isis to be destroyed. He sent his only daughter to the forbidden city to be punished. She was buried alive in a sarcophagus and her hands were bound. She cursed the day and if she were every to be released, she would burn all that betrayed her. ------------------------------- Presen Day Isis screamed and ached inside of her tomb. Her soul had been trapped as her body decayed within the sacred spells and chambers. She itched to be free. As soon as she assumed form, she would reek the havoc she craved to have. She wanted her revenge. She heard the voice of a man and smirked. So close to freedom and the person who was going to free her would be her victim. She needed three bodies to retrn to her form. Three little bodies. She would use her spells and magicks to get her way. Then she would use her body to get her power she dserved. She waited until she was free. She commanded a whisper to caress the man's ear. Open me...
Thread: The Lost Pharaoh (ashlee_babe & I)

He had been translating the language on the sarcophagus, glancing across the textbooks as he read.I wish they weren't so worn down he grumbled as he closed the book and sighed.It was a true mystery, but he feared one he wouldn't be able to solve, that is until he heard the voice.It nearly made him jump out of his skin, turning and glancing about.Is anyone there? he said, raising the lantern and peering into the darkness as his heart pounded in his chest.I....I must be hearing things....anxiety or something he re-affirmed as he set the lantern down and began to inspect the sarcophagus further. In his curious nature he found a strange beveled edge he hadn't on other sarcophagi.Hmm...What's this? he said as he felt along it, his fingers pressing the switch which opened the entombing box.Oops... he said quietly as the locks on the sarcophagus opened, leaving the lid loose and merely sitting atop.
Thread: The Lost Pharaoh (ashlee_babe & I)

Isis purred as she heard the tomb creak and open to her freedom. She rose from the tomb shifting the wind to blow over the large stone tomb and she stretched. Thousands of years, trapped in that horrid prison and I am freed by the same gender that imprisoned me. How ironic. Isis said with a hoarse voice. She needed to become whole again. She moved out of the sarcophagus and moved with unwavering steps. She sensed others nearby and she would feed until she was whole. She disappeared and found the first man. She sucked the precious life out of him and his consorts. She was whole and at full power. She looked at herself in the mirroseeing her lush form regenerated. She was still in her black two-piece attire from her imprisonment but that would change she had clothing nearby and she would use that man to help her. Hello? Her voice was soft and sweet now that she was in her true form.
Thread: younger character plots

Re shota plots Please refrain from creating multiple search threads in a sitting of time. I realize you are in desperate need of a roleplay, though multiple threads won't get you what you want. You merely need one, just continue to bump it. Please delete one of the two you have that are identical in the forum, or I will do it for you. Thanks.listulistulistu
Thread: younger character plots

Re shota plots I don't know how to delete XD if you could delete I want me some shota!! I'd be grateful
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Re shota plots Will do. Thanks a bunch, sugar. Just make sure to avoid making multiple request threads over two in the future.. and try not to aggravate the mods listulistulistu
Thread: younger character plots

Re shota plots ... Weren't you already told that Loli and shota are not allowed on Blue Moon? listulistulistulistulistulistu
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Re shota plots as long as the age is 13 and up i can
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Re shota plots At least don't blatantly call it Shota. listulistulistulistulistulistu
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Re shota plots then what should i call it?
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Re shota plots Are you incapable of thinking of a more subtle way of putting it? listulistulistulistulistulistu
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Re shota plots pretty much, yeah. do you want me to put. 'plots for rp sex with little boy!' that sounds kinda worse to me.
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Re shota plots Olderyounger char plots
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Re shota plots I like that! thank you!
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Welcome
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'Doing it in the Greek fashion'?
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Kawamura said 'Doing it in the Greek fashion'? Click to expand... nah, not enough people would get that
Thread: (Kiari03) Stowaway (Dark_Times)

Emilia had long been the trusted baker of the town. Each morning she had to prepare two loafs for the blacksmiths, three loafs for the governor, two for his servants, and a variety of other spontaneous orders that may come for the day's events. She made the wedding cakes, birthday cakes, and made each one affordable for each buyer. She felt obligated, being the town's orphan she really was raised by a village, especially the deceased baker. It was almost ten and she was beginning to close down shop until Monday, she didn't work Sunday's and so had her deliveries for the next day already made. Pushing her long blond hair out of her green eyes she went to the door to lock it when she was pushed back by another customer entering. Welcome! Is there anything I can help you find? She smiled delightfully, but under that she was suspicious, she had never seen this man. She was wearing a simple green dress with a smudged apron over it. Reaching behind her back she grasped a knife that she held for security, awaiting his answer.
Thread: (Dark_Times) My Dearest Toy (Kiari03)

Pope had never really given much thought to trying to tell others what to do, or even to say no to them, he did resist at time but it never prevailed. That's what got him here he supposed, not that he could escape now, he just didn't have the heart. He was around 5ft 9, a slight build, not that strong but still nice to look at, his hair was short blond and always in a mess and his brown eyes always looked terrified.
Thread: (Dark_Times) My Dearest Toy (Kiari03)

Filthy as ever I see... Kaytlin murmured as she walked inside of the slave chambers, riding crop under one arm. She wouldn't sully her hands with the filth of these men, may the be guard or slave, without a good scrubbing first. She had long brown hair, flawless, sharp blue eyes, and was wearing a slimming black dress with silver heels. She had free run to come and go as she pleased through these cages, considering it was her father who had established him. Her mother had been a mistress, a slave originally, but she played her cards right and now lives with her father as his wife. She wasn't looking for anything that complicated, simply someone to replace her former toy. She wasn't looking for something too fierce, but with enough life to have a little bit of fun with. She couldn't help herself as she stopped in front of one boy's cage, lifting his face with her whip, and, because of his mouth, lashing out the whip across his face, guaranteeing to leave a scar. Don't you have anyone with manners, dad? God, all I asked him was how big he was. She thought as she continued to capture the eyes of both men behind cages and men outside of them. She stopped in front of Pope's cage and stated with a firm voice, Come here and look at me. She stated, deciding to be a little less blunt this time.
Thread: (Dark_Times) My Dearest Toy (Kiari03)

Pope had backed up against the rear of his cage after seeing the treatment of the last man, he drew together all the courage he could, No!, his voice was quiet but it was sure. He raised his head and tried to look as sure as he sounded, but he knew it would never work. Once he saw her his attempt seemed to have failed, but he stayed on his feet, ignoring the rising chatter of the other slaves. His body was in a low defensive crouch, he was ready for the pain, after all he deserved it for this idiotic outburst.
Thread: (Dark_Times) My Dearest Toy (Kiari03)

She blinked and then smirked with a devilish grin, Guard, bring him to me...force may be needed for this one. The guard she had summoned was a big nasty thing by the name of Bruno, short, sweet, and to the point in most of his actions, he wasn't the brightest thing. She tapped her foot impatiently as Bruno searched for his leash, Would this be what you're searching for. His leash was attached to the front of his cell door. Once again, not the brightest. With a nod, he took the leash and latched it onto Pope and Kaytlin walked into the cage. Open your mouth and stick out your tongue. If you don't, I will have Bruno extract it for you. She warned. This was the whole reason she sought his assistance. This slave hadn't been cleaned yet and she wasn't about to touch him with her hands a moment sooner, but Bruno could.
Thread: (Dark_Times) My Dearest Toy (Kiari03)

He flinched away from the grin, he knew what was next. He kept his mouth tightly shut as the brute of a guard confused himself, he pressed himself against the back of the cage as the guard put the leash on. He let out a low growl but obeyed, like a dog that knows it has lost, he wanted to keep his eyes open and seem brave but he shut them all the same. He remained there in his crouch again, tongue out and eyes shut awaiting the pain that was to come. The thought crossed his mind of fighting back, but it would be fruitless after a lifetime of this. He could almost feel the air getting thick, it was about to happen.