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Thread: DragonBall Plus (Koibito & LadyAthene)

A bit of a crowd seemed to form behind the duo, apparently the fight was getting intense, but Kyoku didn't even really seem to notice at all. He was sucked into the game, staring blankly at the screen with slightly gritted teeth, smashing the buttons and joystick with a certain level of controlled intensity that showed clearly that he was in the zone so to speak. A grin crossed his features as Tsuzume started to critique him before he nabbed her in the super attack. She tried to maneuver out of it but ended up blocking, leaving herself open for some massive chip damage. The special had Senkyomashuyan spinning his orbs so fast they looked like a disk and rapidly hitting the opponent before they were flung out towards them where they would explode in a massive flashy light, before they returned floating around him. Take that! Grinned Kyoku getting into the moment, also smirking to himself at the thought of what else Tsuzume would be taking if he won this. As the move finished Kyoku even hit the taunt button which activated a small cinematic when hit after downing the opponent showing the monk comically breaking his calm demeanor to chuckle at the opponent. The true purpose of the maneuver however was that it restored some of the power bar slightly. It was after this though that Tsuzume started to slip up. The pressure or just Kyoku's incessant practice at this game working for him, he didn't know, but what mattered was that Tsuzume had moved in blind. Tsuzume's character successfully grappled, but a grab wouldn't cover the 50 health he had left. Kyoku took the grab move and was flung across the field. Just as he got up though, Kyoku fired his grab. It was a rather obvious grab, but the trade off was that while the animation gave itself away, it was a long range grab that could be fired fast. It was easy to dodge but unorthodox and so it was his hope that it would throw her off even more. Moreover, though his grab did less damage, it was easier to combo into and out of. As such, regardless of the success of the move, Kyoku immediately went in after for a harsh combo.
Thread: MURPG: So you want to be a hero?

Okay here is the rules for my game God moding is off unless of course character has invincibility as a power though getting all 3 is quite expensive it still is a thing. You get one post with actions per round if you want to be able to edit your actions once you see what others have done then I would suggest making a character with that power, yes that is a thing. I do not mind conversation happening in combat but if you want to make a detailed plan on exactly what everyone should do please remember the time constraints you character would be under when that bus full of people a villain just threw at their head is rocketing toward them. Though there are powers that would allow for near infinate conversation in any given time frame, yes that is a thing. This game can and probably will have adult themes anything you do not want to happen to your character should be stated before hand. Please note that Character death is an option and if you do not like that I would suggest buying the power that stops it, yes that is a real thing. I reserve the right to ask you to leave if you are trolling or otherwise disruptive to the spirit of the game, I will give plenty of warning but I do not want people to feel uncomfortable playing and require everyone to be respectful. There is no power that allows you to be consistently disrespectful no that is not a thing.
Thread: Looking for interracial love.

RE Plots involving romance. bump.
Thread: Looking for interracial love.

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Thread: Looking for interracial love.

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Thread: Its Nice To Meet You {FxM}

Writing samples below. See more 1HawkeyexOC Sitting atop the building, hidden from the wind and from sight in the shadows of a small alcove she watched. From her perch she could see clearly into the Avengers Tower across the street, being this close was a risk but it was a risk she had to take. Its been weeks sense the cloaked girl had gotten the contract to take out Bruce Banner but the opportunity has yet to arise to allow her to do so. The young woman was tempted to break her contract, the client had seemingly forgotten to tell her that her target was the Hulk and by her standards when he wasnt a green angry thing he appeared to be a rather adorkable man. A slight tap and the warm scent of man and soap drifted toward her, then the voices, she had allowed her thoughts to wander and gotten herself stuck. I'm telling you, there is nothing up here. came the obviously frustrated voice of Steve Rogers. A tinny voice drifted up from the radio in his hand, the wind masked most of the words but she understood enough to know that apparently she had stayed too long and the sensors from the tower had alerted Tony freaking Stark. If not for the danger she was in, she would have cursed up a storm. When his back was turned she darted, not toward the stairwell but to the ledge. Jumping she heard the shout, she felt the wind snag her hood but she didnt try to stop it. Purple smoke was trailing from her fingers and right before she kissed the concrete she released the power that had built up and directed it toward her back in the shape of wings. Flying far faster then one would expect, she zoomed to an old parking garage and hid in the womans bathroom. It didnt take long for her to change from her 'work' uniform and into a tight black dress and bright red heels far to high for any respectable woman. Smudging make up about her eyes, tangling her hair, and a thick coat of ruby red lipstick and perfume and she walked out of the bathroom swaying as if drunk with a bag made from her cloak over her shoulder. Right into the solid chest of Hawkeye. Looking up she tried to keep up her ruse, until of course he smiled with a truly unfriendly glint in his eye. Then, of course, she punched him in the gut and tried to run.
Thread: Its Nice To Meet You {FxM}

Plots Fandom 1 Bigger on the Inside Doctor Who RP Bondage, Adventure, Long Term, CanonxOC It was a pretty normal day for American Tourist traveling Europe when she saw a strange man running down the street looking quite frantic. Now, a normal sane person would probably go on their merry way but she prided herself on being nosey and decided to give chase. Of course running into a grotesque looking pig humanish thing wasnt what she was expecting but a kick in the 'No No' area had the same effect as it would on a human. When the frantic man laughed she couldnt help but smile, and when he offered her a trip through space and time she had to say yes. 2 Two is always better then one. Harry Potter RP Weasly Twins, Threesomes, Blindfolded, Toys, Short Term or Long Term, CanonxOC, Bondage, DP, Rough When She made a deal with two of the biggest pranksters at Hogwarts to be their personal slave for a week in exchange for a humiliating prank to be done to her bully, she had been expecting them to want her to do their assignments or to act as a distraction when they were setting up their pranks. She was not, however, expecting their demands to become increasingly sexual. 3 Bow Down Loki RP Bondage, Non-Con, Rough, Choking, Blind Folds,Toys, Short or Long Term, CanonxOC She was rather surprised when in the dead of night she was awoken to the sound of breaking glass, even more so when she ran down stairs with her fathers old shotgun in hand to find a disheveled black haired man standing in her living room who was apparently undisturbed by the gun. Of course, she wasnt really afraid until she shot at him after he refused to leave and missed because he suddenly wasnt where he had just been. Being afraid quickly morphed to terrified when he was able to yank the gun out of her hand as if she hadnt had it in a death grip, after appearing behind her. So when he told her to bow, she bowed.
Thread: New cravings

1. Ash vs Evil Dead Gory as all hell and real over the top comedy but good lord is Kellie ever hot. Love to have some naughty fun with her. As one would expect, this RP would have some kinky stuff. Such as puppet Ash actually succeeding in fucking her up the butt. 2. Dredd Talking about the more recent movie, not the Stallone one. All kinds of ideas for the sexy Judge Anderson. From romancey stuff to pure smut. 3. Resident Evil Played all the games and seen the movies, cg and live action. So obviously, lots of possibilities. 4. Fictional girl in the real world Self explanatory. We pick a fictional female character, be it live action or animated like cartoon or videogame, put her in the real world and naughty times ensue. Plenty of possibilities. From cheesy romance to a smut filled sexual adventure. 5. Incest There's only two pairings in really interested in. Older sister x younger brother and father x daughter. I do have quite a few plot ideas for said pairings.
Thread: New cravings

Added a new craving.
Thread: New cravings

I'd love to see a animated character like Jessica Rabbit, Holli Wood, Demona, Minerva Mink in the real world!
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Thread: What Lurks in the Shadows (WILOH & ennui)

Farewell mother, I will be back by dusk! The cottage door swung open, and a young woman hurried down the steps. She was a pretty little thing, with wavy auburn hair and calm hazel eyes. Freckles dusted her nose and cheeks, a few doting her shoulders. She wore a spring green cloak over her cream dress, her gown just short enough to reveal worn brown boots. In her right hand, she carried a small wicker basket, and had slung a small bag over her left shoulder. From inside the small house, an older woman called. Be careful, Jana! The concern was evident in her tone, but Janas smile did not reveal the same level of worry. She quickened down the path toward the forest at the edge of the village, and after a word of caution from the posted guard, the cloaked girl disappeared beyond the dense line of trees. The village of Smol was a peaceful one, with a bustling market and a strong sense of community. Children were often raised together, and everyone pulled their weight. They were too far from the larger towns to see many passing travelers, but it wasnt strangers they had to fear it was the forest. While it was teeming with vital herbs and an abundance of wildlife, many villagers refused to enter, especially once the sun set and the moon dominated the sky. Typically, only Smols experienced hunting party entered, but that was once a week and only during the day. The fear was justified great beasts were said to stalk the forest,and it was not uncommon for those who entered after dark to return bloodied or spooked...or not at all. But Jana had been entering for years, and knew so long as she stuck to the path while the sun shined, there was nothing to fear. Her mother was ill, and could only be sustained by an uncommon herb. Too frail to make the trek herself, and with no one but her daughter to rely on, Janas mother begrudgingly allowed Jana to fetch the medicine. Jana was happy to do it, if it meant preserving her mothers life. So she entered at her usual spot, and followed the trail deeper in, humming softly to herself as she went along. Hours later, her basket was still empty. Shed followed the path longer than usual, dismayed that she still hadnt found what she needed. She paused, biting her bottom lip, and scanned the area. Night was falling quickly, and she knew now was the time to turn back... But she couldnt stand failing. Her mother was running out of medicine, and she so desperately needed for this trip to yield better results. Maybe if I veer off the path She knew that was dangerous, because it was easy to lose ones way, but what choice did she have? She figured she must have depleted the sources along the paths edge, but surely she would find what she sought just a ways in. Telling herself shed be quick, she drew her cloak closer, stepped off the path, and entered unknown territory.
Thread: What Lurks in the Shadows (WILOH & ennui)

The further she ventured, the harder her heart pounded. It was now so dark, she was having trouble seeing further than a few feet ahead. The once familiar trees now seemed gnarled and ominous, towering and confining. A few times, she paused to swivel on the spot, searching for the trail, but all around, she saw nothing but the uniformity of the dark trees. She found no comfort here, and she feared she might never find her way back. This crippling realization brought her to her knees, her head between her hands, as she attempted to regain her composure. But her fright was severe, and a sob threatened to rip free. Her chest constricted painfully, a cry caught in her throat, and her eyes stinging with unshed tears. Breathe, Jana. She willed herself to inhale, and then exhale, fighting to keep her breathing as steady as possible. The effort distracted her momentarily long enough to slow her rapid pulse, and stand slowly. It was difficult, but she needed to get to safety, and she wasn't going to accomplish that if she gave up now. Holding her cloak close for warmth and comfort, the young woman willed herself forward, placing one foot determinedly in front of the other. She didn't know if her chosen direction was correct or not, but moving was a good start, and a better alternative to the fetal position. But every whisper of wind, or rustle of leaves, set her on edge. She couldn't quite be sure, but she was almost certain she was being watched...Unseen eyes followed her through the forest, keeping just out of reach, but close enough to frighten and alert. Every time she turned to meet her follower, only the trees met her questioning gaze. Was she imagining things? Was it all paranoia? As nothing challenged her, she had to assume so...But still, she couldn't shake the feeling. But the answer finally came in the form of a rumbling growl, and the snapping of teeth. From the concealment of trees, a dark beast leaped forward, reaching for her with teeth and claw. Jana's shriek pierced the night, and whirled, only barely avoiding the crunch of the beast's jaws. But her boot caught on an exposed root, and broke her balance, sending her tumbling. Her back hit the packed earth and all of the breath in her body left in one hard whoosh , leaving her gasping and breathless. No, no, no! Her mind screamed, and a rush of adrenaline forced her into action. She scrambled back, her fingers clawing at the dirt in attempt to regain distance and her footing. But the beast was above her, threatening her with his imposing presence. She was hyperventilating, both from fear and an attempt to catch her breath. Eyes wildly glanced around, her hands reaching for anything to use in defense, but all she gripped was dirt and leaves. In a desperate act, she flung her pitiful weapon at the beast, her cries and pleas likely falling upon deaf ears. ooc Sorry for the delay!
Thread: Stranded [Words and Conviction and Sigr]

The jungle gave way to the lithe figure, running and jumping through the alien thicket, dodging and turning in her way to the familiar site. Even at such speed, probably with more reason, her eyes were watchful, alert. The low plants with the wide leaves and blue spots were harmless and edible, a brush with the tall red sprigs of the reeds in humid areas caused a fever. In the daylight such things were easy to distinguish even in a hurry, but it also meant that she had to be careful with the predators like the one chasing her. The girl reached the clearing, sighing of relief, but she was far from safe. Leaving the bushes and trees behind meant that the creature wouldn't be able to hide, its camouflage rendered useless, but it would also have freedom to move. The birds stopped their chirping, and just the buzzing of mosquitoes in the nearby pond broke the silence, not even her breath could be heard. The predator, a long lizard-like being covered in kaleidoscopic feathers stumbled out of the vegetation, its six legs moving in unison, its size almost equal to an Earthly horse. Its short tail, able to snap a small tree whipped the earth. The jaw, who could maim her in a bite, clicked in anticipation. A crackle and flash of light after, the air smelled of ozone and the predator was alive no more, the carcass burnt and its insides boiled. The girl was holding a piece of metal, a weapon beyond her understanding that had seen better days and was a miracle that even worked for that last shot. Silhouetted behind her were the remains of a once proud ship, now turned into an overgrown cave, an impromptu refuge, a memorial for days barely remembered. Leaving the smoking trinket fall, the girl started to carve the predator turned prey with a knife fashioned out of ship hull. Her whole body was athletic and scarred, a thin figure shaped through irregular nutrition and survival. Dirt and mosquito bites punctuated her naked figure, a poultice made of leaves covered a rainbow worm bite on the left leg, while her modest chest and shapely back were covered by locks of her black hair, sticky with sweat. Her hands worked without rest on the corpse, knowing well what could be eaten, what could be preserved dry, and what to be left far away from her home to disorient other predators. Soon enough the tasks were done and she returned to the clearing once more, crude tools employed to make a fire that would cook the prize, that would light the incoming night. The girl ate quickly, blowing on the leathery meat so it could cool faster, eager to calm her stomach. The once white remains of a space suit, tore apart long ago covered her back against the cold that was starting to seep in as the darkness settled. Her dirty fingers traced a nameplate that was hanging on one side, the letters spelling Sarah, a name that she hadn't heard in a long time. With a full belly she lied down on the spot, her eyes looking at the lights above, stars where she once belonged but would never sail again. Sarah was startled, and soon grabbed her knife and got up. One of the stars was shining brighter, one of the stars was getting closer.
Thread: Stranded [Words and Conviction and Sigr]

Sarah once knew the words that resonated in the distance, but she was too busy hiding in the foliage around the clearing as to make real sense of them. She had learned to react quickly to stimuli, depending on what they meant to her. Words weren't edible berries or a cozy cave, a sharp knife or venomous toad, they were just words and thus devoid of real, tangible meaning. The figure approaching was unknown, something to be deciphered, catalogued in simple categories that required an answer. As he got closer and closer to her refuge, Sarah knew that he had noticed the recent fire, the things abandoned there in a hurried run for a hiding spot. That was her home, she couldn't let him just be there, it was her safe place. The gizmo that she used to kill dinner was out of reach and probably beyond its last shot, so she only had the knife in her hand. She didn't want to kill him more than she wanted to kill the beast she dine on, but something had to be done if she was to stay safe, is she was to survive. Slowly, she approached in a crouch, close to the ground. Looking at him from his back, she knew that he was a being like her, hard to classify as a menace, a complex individual from a life long forgotten. Her hesitation betrayed her position, carelessly stepping on a branch. Sarah partially hide behind a nearby tree, but it was too thing to properly cover her.
Thread: Stranded [Words and Conviction and Sigr]

The shield in Marcus' palm was almost instantly activated with the snap of the branch, his fingertips depressing the thin disc in the center of his palm. It extended out in a neon orange that was translucent. He held it to cover his torso and throat as he spun in place to face the audible crack that'd been heard behind him. Once his vision took in the scene before him his eyebrows furrowed. Hey, lady.. are you okay? That same baritone voice was raised with the surprise he'd just experienced but soft enough to indicate he was concerned for the rail thin female that was scantily clad due to the distress of the articles she wore. He'd took a half step towards her and then paused, his vision assessing the threats around him to ensure there was no trap that would be sprung. The galaxy was a strange place and it wouldn't be the first time he was shocked to see the depravity someone would sink to in order to get the upper hand on someone. He noted none and then took another step towards Sarah. How long have you been down here? The voice cracked the silence again, wondering inwardly how long her beacon must have been communicating distress. Dark green eyes held lines of concern at the corner near his temple, he kept his vision on her now since he was close. Close enough to notice the blade gripped in one of her hands.
Thread: Stranded [Words and Conviction and Sigr]

She grunted at the sight of the flickering energy shield, slightly calming down when the man spoke again. A man, yes, that what he was. Sarah could barely remember her parents, but she knew what a man was, and that sure looked like one. She tilted her head, examining the strange apparition, troubled. Maybe he could get her out of there? Back into the stars? No, everything on that planet was dangerous, everyone wanted to harm her. No! she mumbled, extending her armed hand in defense when he stepped closer, asking her something. Sarah understood the question, or at least the gist of it, but it had been so long... she didn't really know the time, and barely could speak. Years of silence had taken their toll on her, and now even if she wanted, she had trouble forming the words. Sarah circled around him, getting closer to her camp. Come she said, guiding him to the remains of the ship, never taking her amber eyes from him for too long. She rummaged through her things, close to a couple of stone piles that looked like tombs, trying to find a particular object. Finding what she was looking for, she approached back to him, noticing the doubts in his eyes. Having clear that her weapon was to no use against someone like that, she ditched it. Sarah left in the ground between them a picture of a young girl with black hair, amber eyes and a suit with Sarah written on it. The girl in the picture couldn't have more than eight or nine years old, and the one before him was hard to say due to malnutrition and dirt, but she was between sixteen and nineteen. Travel... stars... she said, looking at the man and then to the starry sky. Out... Away... Sarah wanted to get out of that place, away from all that happened. Girl she said, unsure. She removed the rags of the suit she had on her, revealing the rest of her battered body. Leaving it in the ground in front of the man, she pointed to the name tag on it. Name added, pointing at the picture in his hand, then her own face. Sarah.