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I haven't been here in a long time, but I'm determined to change that. Recently I've found myself with a surprising lack of motivation to write, and I'm trying to get back into it. That's why I'm here today, to call a group of people together so that hopefully we could do some world/plot building. I want to bring together at least 8 people or more, who: - Are willing to be flexible, stay active, and participate actively in anything we may discuss - Are preferably age 18 and above. We may or may not be doing much in terms of nsfw content, depending on what we decide to plot. - Are able to keep up with a semi-literate/literate writing style. - Are available on outside sources such as tumblr, skype or most preferably discord. We will be creating a group chat. Please message me with your choice of media listed above and any questions/comments if you're interested. I will be posting an update in this thread once all spots have been filled. Thank you for your time!

Rin's character: Thick, white light appeared in his view and blinded him for a moment. Muffled sounds, voices, reaches his ears, and as his once more opened his emerald eyes, his sight was nothing but a blur. Before his senses could return to him, a stinging pain demanded his attention. The brunette boy wanted to reach for his shoulder, the location of the pain, though the moment of trying to move his hands was also the moment of realisation. His view finally cleared, showing a large circle-formed room with luxurious tables and benches, full of people. No, undead people. Vampires. He could smell them. He recognized the scent of death and blood on them. Panic filled him for a moment, his eyes widened. Blood was still oozing out of the huge bite wound on his shoulder, his wrists hurt from fighting with the ropes around them, and his legs were paralyzed by chains. The atmosphere was intimidating. He was sitting on some kind of stage made out of wood, with an audience sitting in dimmed light, while bright headlights were aiming him. All those eyes, piercing stares, expressionless orbs that would look through him, right into his soul. As he glanced down on himself, he was delighted to find clothes on himself, though it more looked like a straight-jacket in the form of a onezie for adults. The material was as white as snow and stood in great contrast to black belts snaking around his figure. The beast had his animalistic ears lowered in confusion, before he finally shot a deadly glare into the crowd looking at him. Who did they think they were, observing him like he was fresh meat? Katsuya bared his teeth, as if ready to bark, before his ears shot into the ear. A step, two steps, three. Next to him appeared a shadow, though as the werewolf attempted to look up, one of the headlights blinded him for a second. "Ladies and Gentlemen! Did you really think our auction was over yet?! What a shame! I almost feared some of you leaving," a voice spoke, holding a microphone, the echoes resounding through the room. "Ah, to be fair, I was surprised myself! Though, our dear 'best seller' brought in an extra product in the last second.. And here it is! Ladies and Gentlemen! He is said to be fast, stronger than the ordinary red wolf, his senses sharper then the ones of a wildcat, and claws thicker than the ones of an adult grey wolf! .." A hand gestured to the boy. "The rare silver werewolf!" Katsuya narrowed his eyebrows and growled. He knew his species was endangered and he had also heard of vampires using them for several things. Slaves, bed partners, pets... Werewolves did indeed own the ability of enduring a vampire's strength. Reports of vampires sleeping with humans and accidentally killing them during the act had also reached his ears a few years ago. Out of nowhere, he suddenly turned his head and moved bite the hand pointing to him, though the moderator was quicker, pulling it back, chuckling a little nervously. "Maybe also a little bitchier than cats!" The man did an elegant step forward, smiling again at his audience. "For everyone who hasn't heard yet of this strange wolf kind, their genes evolved from the so-called golden wolves, which went extinct about 200 years ago. They were said to be taller than tigers, quicker than leopards and stronger then bears. However, they didn't stand a chance against our vampire king eventually, of course.." Katsuya glared at the orator, before his glimpse went back to the vampires at the other end of the room. This was not good. This was an auction. Therefore not good. His pack was anywhere... and he was surrounded by bloodsuckers! Shit!

Hello, I'm a sadistic seme looking for a long term roleplaying partner over skype. I'm looking for a feminine submissive uke that likes to get abused and dominated in almost everyway. I like first person one paragraph long posts and ofc quite smutty. I do want to keep it quite realstic, ideas for a long term roleplay might be abusive older bf, kidnapping forced into a slave (both might contain rape. permanent markings and so on..). I'm online every night. But I do live in northern Euorpe so the time zone might be a pain in the ass if you live in the US... anyway if this sound interesting contact me! I do have kik, but i enjoy typing on a keyboard.

My name is Ssej and this is the first male character I ever made. I draw all my own characters and I was hoping to make some new friends to roleplay with. I hope to make some new friends and stuff. I guess I should talk a bit about myself. I joined the website because I was looking for other people who I can have fun talking about yaoi with as well as Roleplay as I said before. Ssej is a Seke dragon boy, who's a popular upper sempai at Blue Wing Academy. I have a talent for music, cooking, magic and swordsmanship. I'm bi-sexual and I believe in keeping multiple lovers. I can't really think of anything else to say... So um... If you have any questions please ask me the thread or private message. :3

Hello I've only been roleplaying for about a year or so, so I'm not incredibly good. But I'd like to do a roleplay with someone. Anything from master/servant to a normal high school/college/work setting. The only thing I ask is my character be the uke. Of course, there can be times the positions can be reversed, but mainly I'd like my character to be the submissive one. Message me with some ideas if you're intrested!

Sits in a red leather and fur chair whilst she crosses one leg over the other. She smiles at the ones coming in to greet her. "Hey there, my name is BonnBonn. I am an active fan fiction writer as well as an active role player. I have years of experience writing and currently am working on a Five Nights at Freddy's fan fiction which I hope to get done within the next year or so. I may have veteran experience when it comes to roleplaying however I am not a stickler for grammar or format. However one liners are my worst enemy. I prefer to be descriptive in role playing as well as in writing. I am not here to rain down on anyone's parade, I am here to have fun and make friends as well as distribute my writing skills and talent to others so they may learn a few writing tips and tricks or gain a couple nose bleeds." She giggles and winks at her audience. "Other than the small tidbits I had shared about myself earlier in this post, I am willing to share some more information with you. I am a Brony. I use the term Brony for both men and women because I think gender categorising an obvious little girl's television show that grown men adore would not make sense. But of course, what's the fun in making sense?" She gives a small smirk as she waits for her audience to get her reference to one of the show's most beloved characters. "I am also a gamer in my own right. I do not call myself a "gamer gurl" I call myself a gamer. Although I do play minecraft at times I do not consider that an actual "game" I put into the category of games I play to be a gamer. My top picks for playing are Legend of Zelda franchise, Five Nights at Freddy's and the Elder Scrolls franchise. At times I do enjoy role playing certain games and writing fan fictions about them (FNAF) however I also enjoy creating my own role plays or fan fictions where I do not have to worry about keeping the characters a certain way." She reaches over to the small side table to her right and picks up a half full cup of cooled jasmine tea and takes a sip as she closes her eyes for a moment. She set the cup back down onto the table and wiped her mouth with a napkin before she continued. "I do have a few rules I do wish to share if you ever decide to role play with me. One, I do not enjoy role plays with anything disgusting like bodily waste etc. I do not role play anything 18+ with anyone 18-. And I do like order in some group role plays however in one on one role plays I prefer for someone to have their entire reply in one descriptive post so I am not waiting for hours as they keep posting one or two liners a few thousand times. If you cannot think of anything, private message me and tell me you need time to think of the post and I will accept that. Now I apologise for talking your ear off and running, I must get everything together for a fan fiction I whish to post on here. Thank you all for coming to greet me and until next time. Alonzy!"

Silence ruled the room, creating an uncomfortable atmosphere. It was one of those days again; the meeting in which the date of a manga's publication would be discussed. Right next to his editor sat Seto, a quite young mangaka, whose Manga's first few volumes were already on the market. Still a little tensed, the brunette remained on his chair, his emerald eyes moving from one of the men at the other end of the table to the next. He was bad at keeping his emotions hidden therefore it was perfectly visible how uneasy he felt. Sitting here actually always felt like being handed to somebody on a silver platter. And honestly? He only trusted Kagami, nobody else. He was curious about what would happen, though. He always saw his Editor fighting with the printery (personnel) and paparazzi and what-not. Sometimes he even felt guilty. It was partly his fault, he was the one Kagami fought for... Seto never knew how to make it all up to him. He just tried finishing the chapters in time - what did not work often. Though, he tried. He was just way too messy for a definite and strict timeline and time management. A silent sigh. He wished to be back in his apartment soon.

||Hello and Welcome to my Recruitment for my Role Play called A Tear of Blood.|| ||Unlike the title may suggest, A Tear of Blood is not a Vampire Role Play, however a form of Boy's Love zombie/walker/infected Role Play. Nothing brings people together like infected flesh eaters taking over the world and making it plummet into a post apocalyptic ruin.|| Smoke billows from the ruined and shambled buildings all around New York City, New York as infected, mutated and zombified people roam the streets. Their skin was falling from their bodies, the stench of rotting flesh, blood and burnt hair poured off of the creatures like a tidal wave to the living who cross their path and survive. Unlike the zombies of fictional books and movies, these creatures are attentive and use all their senses to find food. They have been known to also respond to certain noises as a live person would, giving signs a cure could be imminent and from the blood of one of those creatures. The turning process is more gruesome and painful than the process from a fictional genre such as the Walking Dead or Dawn of the Dead. First, the victim of course is bitten, consumes tainted meat, or gets an infected wound by touching one of the creature's blood. Scratches are harmless if the creature does not have blood on its finger nails. Second, it will take two days to four days for the virus to kick in, causing them extreme discomfort in the intestinal track, the legs and itching of the skin. Chronic coughing follows which is then followed by swollen pale and painful veins everywhere on the body. In some rare cases, painful boils form on the hands and feet making it impossible for the victim to walk or hold things in their hands. Immune systems start to fail, then the virus attacks the vitals, killing the person slowly and even more painfully than the symptoms themselves. The turning process after the immune system fails takes less than 24 hours which will include the victim becoming delusional, weak to where they cant even move their head and vomiting blood. The entire process from being infected to turning can take as little time as one week to four months depending on the victim's immune system. The living dubs the infected into stages. Stage 10 being vomiting blood, the point of no return. (More will be described in the actual thread). ||The storyline follows a group of young men in the middle of a virus strewn post apocalyptic New York City, New York in the United States of America. There will be hardships, there will be heart break and there will be betrayal. This Role Play calls for at LEAST one of each dominance role: Seme, Seke, Uke. The Roles will be listed below. First one to post asking to be said role will get the role. I do not hold roles so first come first serve.|| ||With the role information out of the way, I would like to discuss the order in which I would like to go with this roleplay.|| ||I understand characters have discussions amongst themselves and role players tend to have arguments through their characters to other characters. However, if one of the arguing characters addresses another character another role player plays then limit the replies to two more each to give the other role player a chance to reply.|| ||I also understand in the heat of the role play, other characters and role players forget about the other party members which can make the role players of said characters feel neglected. Do try to keep track of whom your character is speaking with. Also, try to have your character's personalities mix slightly with the others. Even if some clash with the other characters at least make the personalities stand out so if you literally have to (words spoken first by jackscepticeye) punch that "like button" in the face, make sure it stands out.|| ||Now onto characters. Three maximum per person. If you cannot wield more than two that is fine. Multiple characters are needed for a group role play. Make them all unique. Example: two of my characters are identical twins. They have different personalities and different likes. (Characters from a different role play). Twins don't need to be the same. If they are then you're not even trying.|| ||That about covers the rules. Also, I am going to be playing two characters and the narrator. The narrator is pretty much there to add a little bit of spice to the role play to describe what goes on around them giving more of a feel to the role play. Now the roles. Remember first come first serve.|| ||Badass with the Shotgun|| ||Prissy "Scared of Everything" Rich Boy|| ||The Night Owl/Look out|| ||The Forager|| ||The Car Thief|| ||The Medic|| ||Cute Innocent Uke|| (Can Have 3 more of Those) ||Character roles I am Playing|| ||Narrator, Cute Innocent Uke 4, Side fill-in character|| ||Pretty well, your characters start off wherever you want in the role play. They can know each other or take their sweet ass time to meet the others. Oh and one more rule. NO IMMUNITY. If you get bit, you die or turn how the storyline above specified how you turn. Another thing. TIME SKIP ONLY MADE WHEN EVERYONE AGREES TO IT. NO MORE THAN 24 HOURS ALLOWED. If a character goes off to be on their own to find someone they love, then it gets role played. Time skip is not allowed when: An epic scene is going on, a soft heart throbbing scene is going on, or if a sexy scene is going on. Or when everyone doesn't agree.|| ||Post below what roles you wish to play ONLY. Posting characters is done in the actual thread (Still has to be made)|| ||After the main roles are filled, Infected characters can be brought in that won't be killed if you're that bored. But it must be asked in brackets before bringing in a character from the already dead or bringing back a dead character. And yes, killing off characters in this role play is supported and kind of expected. (One of mine is going to die...just a heads up)...and NO not the narrator...even if the narrator pisses your characters off...and YES you are allowed to break the fourth wall by yelling at the narrator at times, but don't do it all the time.|| ||Enough rules. Let's get to posting||

Hello I'm Gummi. I would like to roleplay with someone however I cant find any posts that I can get into. My roleplay preferences are open however here are my rules. 1.) I will NOT do a sexul Roleplay with anyone under 18 2.)I am mostly Uke. I suck at domming unless I am in the mood 3.)If I do agree to a sexual rp I am open to everything except waterworks and scat and spitting etc. 4.)Love interracial species relationships 5.)NO disembowlment unless it is in the original plot or my character has regeneration abilities stronger than Deadpool's. 6.)NO GODMODDING...Godmodders beware I am your worst nightmare. 7.)Be respectful of my character(s) 8.)Post in turn and no double posting. 9.)Clear rating with me first. I intend to enjoy no profanity or vulgar language at times. if you put the eff word in a rp that is meant to be cute and kid friendly.....no....not allowed. 10.) Lastly. BE DESCRIPTIVE! No one liners please and use big words that people can understand. no Supercallafragalisticexpialladochus crap. Anyway I hope youre interested in rping with me.

Hello! I'm Epoch. I have about seven years experience with RP, however I have only recently started RPing on this site. Consequently if you would like any proof of my consistency in replies or my writing abilities, please ask and I'd be more than happy to send excerpts of old RPs, references, etc. I can be the seme, uke, seke, old can of soup still sitting in the pantry...whichever you'd like. At the moment, though, I'm really craving a RP where I'm the uke. This doesn't mean I'm not equally as open to playing the seme, of course. KINKS ✿Bondage in general✿ ✿Orgasm play (orgasm control, ruined orgasms, orgasm denial,orgasm delay, multiple orgasms)✿ ✿Punishments✿ THINGS I'D LIKE TO STAY AWAY FROM (KINKS AND OTHERWISE) ✖︎INCEST: no, not even step siblings.✖︎ ✖︎GODMODDING: my character is mine, yours is yours. I am fully capable of writing for my own character and would not like you to do so for me.✖︎ GENERAL PAIRING IDEAS ☁︎Youtubers☁︎ ☁︎Prince x Gardener☁︎ ☁︎Prince x Peasant☁︎ ☁︎Prince x Thief☁︎ ☁︎Prince x Knight☁︎ ☁︎Prince x Tutor/Trainerr☁︎ ☁︎Cop x Criminal☁︎ ☁︎Mafias☁︎ ☁︎Supernatural creature x Human☁︎ ☁︎Supernatural creature x Supernatural creature☁︎ ☁︎Kidnapper x Kidnapped☁︎ ☁︎Slave x Owner☁︎ ☁︎Butler x Boss☁︎ ☁︎Pimp x Prostitute☁︎ ☁︎Kidnapper x Kidnapped☁︎ MORE DETAILED PLOTS 1. Greek God x Human In the twenty first century, nobody believes in Greek gods anymore. The only time anyone is even mildly interested in them is when he or she is reading a children's novel, and most of the information in there isn't even mildly accurate. One evening, a young college boy (C1) heads down to the ocean to take some pictures for his photography class. While he's relaxing on a cliff, watching people slowly leave the shore, one of his rivals comes up behind him and pushes him. Surprised, the boy doesn't even have time to try to keep his camera safe under his shirt as he's pushed into the ocean. Poseidon(C2) decides to make good use of this situation, and he saves the boy only to decide that it's his right to keep what he found. Besides, with nothing but a broken camera, it's not likely the boy will have any way to prove what happens in the odd chance that he does escape. 2. Prince/Rich man x Thief C1 is a stealthy thief who has managed to pickpocket and steal from most rich people without them giving a second glance until it was already too late. C2 is the prince/a rich man who is out on the town one night, heading home from a bar. He notices suddenly that something is missing from his wallet, and easily puts the facts together to realize that it must have been the only other person on the street, a young man, who stole from him. Rather than have the man arrested, he strikes a deal with C1--he will not be thrown in jail, but he will have to serve C2 as a servant. 3. Demon/Vampire/etc. x Human A demon(C1) is coming of age, and as a result his parents have decided to purchase him a slave from the human world. Humans are very sought-after as property by demons, and it's rare to obtain one. C2 is a young man and one night when he's walking home, he's suddenly grabbed into an alley. A cloth rag is pressed to his face and when he wakes up, he's in a room in another world. C1 walks in almost too calmly, explaining C2's new life to him. 4. Boss x Worker C1 is the boss of a big company. One night while he's out clubbing with some of his friends, he notices C1 in a small outfit. Since he's been drinking and his train of thought is impaired, he begins flirting with the man. C2 flirts back, and the two end up going back to C1's house. The next day C1 wakes up and realizes who he slept with, utterly mortified. C2 begins to blackmail C1, partially hoping for a relationship and partially hoping to get as much as he possibly can from the male. (C2 could be a domUke or a domSeme) 5. Kidnapper x Kidnapped(loosely inspired by part of A Midsummer Night's Dream by Shakespeare) C1 is a fairy, living in the forest and spending his days doing whatever or whoever he wants. He's a brat--he has always gotten exactly what he wants when he wanted it and had never really faced many hardships. One day, he sees an attractive young man walking in the forest and decides that he absolutely must have him. He kidnaps the boy when he's on his way back home, forcing C2 to live with him. When C2 initially refuses, C1 gets meaner and begins to bring punishments into play, starting to treat C2 as a slave with the opportunity for treatment to get better if only C2 'agrees' to love him. (this could also go in a way where C2 comes to try to tame C1, and that could end up with C2 as the dom) 6. Another Greek God x Human idea C1 is a soldier for Zeus or Poseidon--he's the man's favorite, the golden boy, and one day he's sent on a mission he can't refuse. He is to go to Hades, take his Helmet, and then come back out. And he does manage to get to a certain point--he steals the helmet and gets the hell out (no pun intended), put he only is on the run for about an hour before he's suddenly cornered by either a group of Hades' soldiers or Hades himself, and finds himself being brought back down. The god is pleased with himself and instead of killing the boy, decides to keep him as a sex slave and a trophy. I'll add more to these as I think of them Please PM me if you have any sort of interest at all in RPing with me! ^.^

Hello and good evening! I would like to try an RP based off Saeki-ichi Hatsukoi (or Junjou Romantica if anybody prefers that). It doesn't even have to be that romantic and dramatical if you dislike that. I just love the ideas of the stories that both Animes hold. If you are interested, don't hesitate to send me a PM and let's discuss the details! Thank you for reading this! Rin

Roleplay starts officially now. -Updated Info- Kou kicked one of the rubbishes on the ground and frowned as the sunshine lightened upon on him,he turned a corner and watched the people walking towards the street where it leads to his new school.He didn't wanted to go or meet new people,but he knew he had to.He frowned again and stand still for a second,then pulled out his cell phone from his pocket and called a number.It was busy so he hang up fastly and putted the cellphone back to his pocket.He thought 'enough playing around',and started to walk towards the same street by joining other students. @Sai-Miyoshi @Deady-san @Vesra

Important Notice ! : This roleplay is already ready to start and the players are selected.So it's only for the information on the characters.If anyone is interested in it,sorry about that. -Roleplayers- @Sai-Miyoshi @Deady-san @Vesra And me. _____________ Some rules; 1.Don't disappear without a warning. If you have to leave for extensive time try to say so beforehand and we can wait a bit longer. If you're absent for more than a week we'll skip your turn. If you do that multiple times.... you're out. 2.No one liners and Try to be as creative and productive as possible. 3.Good grammar is preferred. 4.Don't expect me to be online all the time and reply several times a day. ^Was taken from another thread^ _____________ :About the story: Sengaku Gakuen(the name of the high school) is an ordinary highschool,but in the inside there're mysterious rumours about Vampires who goes at the same school.But after some time this weird rumour gets popular around the school since a group of the students acts suspicious. Time : Modern Time Place : Japan,Osaka - Highschool --- :My Character: Name: Kou Murasaki Nickname: Kou Sex: Male /Bisexual Age: 17 Position: Seme Race: Vampire Years: Third Year Height: 1.80 Weight: 68 Eyes: Green Hair: Blonde Biography He was raised alone due to his family is always busy,so he lacks some of the things that others have.Mostly calm and quiet. - Please post your character info below ^_^

A Change Nervous was not an average state for Jackson Peadar, but then again, today was not an average day. Despite his current situation, everything around him seemed to be goading him back home again. He sighed wearily at the temptation in front of him, plopping an elbow on the dolly beside him. It was stacked with five heavy boxes of guesswork that he’d unloaded from his mother’s car moments ago. No, nothing had changed. The courtyard was still carpeted with pathways of concrete, its perfectly groomed accent rugs of grass seemingly untouched. Picnic tables were spaced out across the property and around a large statue of a golden hawk. At the wooden tables were young individuals, no doubt mingling on campus in preparation for the next semester. He looked at the height of the statue, and then up. A sense of pride surged through him when he looked up at the century-old lettering. Despite the concrete, mingling young people, and unreal grass, He was finally doing it! He knew better than most that his attendance at RDU was greatly attributed to a stroke of luck. Having attended the last year at this place, he believed he knew his way around the buildings as well as anybody. However, he had to admit to himself that things were different, now. All of his belongings sat on a single pair of wheels and he had no clue where to find his dorm room. He knew he no longer could escape campus life after his classes were over for the day. Suddenly, Jackson awkwardly felt like the outsider, which wasn't far removed from his regular position. He shifted more of his weight on the dolly and sighed again, feeling sorry for himself. Jackson's focus broke; it was getting louder out here. He realized that a group of cheerleaders had formed on the other side of the statue. They were performing practice cheers. A few taller gentleman seemed to cheer back to them in unison. They were wearing jerseys, which Jackson had really only seen on TV due to his homeschooling. He blushed. It wasn't often that he was on the the same part of campus as this crowd. He rolled his eyes and decided to take the upset as a queue to leave. He was sure he'd be directed to his dorms in the Student Union. What a pointless thing to compete in.

*~|| TRIGGER WARNING-This RP may contain the following: ||~* •BDSM themes •Violence •Blood •Inappropriate language • Rape *~||Reply to your own discretion.||~* Here comes another active night in the Red Light district. Soft rain patters down the slicked streets,mist sheeting the line of neon lights in an eerie glow. It could be argued that such a sight would be beautiful. A beautiful sight for such a sinful place. That was the last glimpse that he could catch when he was pulled from the truck. A young man,around his early twenties knew exactly what was waiting for him that night. He was all too familiar with this certain scenario in his seven years of the salve trade. Your pervious master dresses you up to show you off to whoever and will always catch an eye at the auctions. You try to turn your head and attempt to hide that building fear of whatever hell that awaited you after you were sold. Too many good friends had been subjected to the process,and too many times had the young blonde been traded around to different masters and knowing that he would endure the same abuse over,and over. His name was a vague memory from past masters,only the driven tale that he was there to serve them. The drive or being weak compared to them, insignificant, easily replaceable. Those were the words that he was to let almost everyday. His will on the brink of shattering, fear planted so firmly in his mind that the thought of rebellion was almost unheard of. He was completely lose in vacant thought to even speak. The only thing that drew him out of such a trance was the hard slap and grope of his panty clad ass at the hand of his master." You're time will come soon enough." The older man hissed in his ear." I will miss destroying those plush of your everyday,but you've been too much trouble to trouble and are not worth the effort to keep. I'm sure tonight I can find something a little cheaper." At the last word he roughly kneaded into his cheek to show empathize for his point. It took all he had to not to yelp in pain,clear eyes hazed over from how building tears. Wherever he was going to go could never match his old master. No one could even come close. The young blonde was then being pushed in a large room with a circular stage set at the very center. Bright lights blinding his light colored orbs, lacy garments illuminated and barring for all to see behind those one way windows lining the walls. It wasn't long for a voice to roar over the hidden speakers." Up next, loyal buyers, is a true blonde bomb shell. Don't be fooled by those curves and open chest. This twenty-two year old is a sheet boy at best glances." As the voice continued the stage below the blonde's feet slowly started to turn his body around. Even though he couldn't see it, the blonde knew what was going on in each private room. Unseen eyes undressing him,almost wondering what kind of tortures could break such a weak,feminine looking young man. He was at their mercy,and not a thing could be done about it. Whoever would bid the highest you be taking him. "The bidding will start at one thousand dollars. Please place your bids with the designated screen on your controllers. Good luck loyal buyers,and bid well!" So this is it. The blonde would be moving on to another master. Who would buy him, and how would his personal hell continue from there?

I'd like to start a SoulxKid or a SteinxSpirit roleplay, anyone want to do that? o.o I'm thinking it should have some BSDM or pet-play because people don't usually join SoulxKid/SteinxSpirit with BSDM/pet play and it could be fun. I'm okay with being either the uke or the seme in this, I don't have a particular preference.

||Hey minna!~ I'm looking for a new lover for my drug lord in this new long term RP.This RP might contain violence,drugs,sexual situations, and strong language.A bit of things I need to ask before the starter begins. Please use your best spelling and grammar when responding. Para and multi-para responses are appreciated. If you're interested in doing this please comment below or shoot me a personal message.|| The streets of Rome were always active at night. Many tourists usually venture the main roads,looking at the sights and taking in some of the best of Italy.But under that sweet exterior is a very dangerous underbelly.Crime boss Enrique Saltidora is a major part of that underbelly.Born and raised in a shore town in Spain,his life had never been easy. Losing his mother to a large crime ring based right in his hometown. With no one to take care of him,the Spaniard tried to get away form the intense crime in his town,but he couldn't hold on for long. In his teenage years Enrique gave into the crime ring in his town. He started out as a runner,delivering all kinds of illegal product throughout his country and in some parts of Portugal. As the years progressed the Spaniard became confident,so confident that it slowly turned into arrogance as he stashed and hid a little on the side to sell. It wouldn't be long until he was busted and almost killed for the act. The chance of ever going back was gone. The Spaniard had to leave to move. He moved from so many countries in Europe,doing small sales wherever he could find it.That was until he reached Italy. Before Enrique even got to Rome,the city was a complete mess when it came to crime rings.Rival gangs were never clear for turf,cartel would be misplaced.It was just a massive clusterfuck. Even after so long in Italy the young Spaniard had the city running like clockwork. Especially tonight. A new shipment cocaine would be coming in from the west.Not a single thing could go wrong for this job. Everything had to be perfect." Facile, idioti! That cargo is very precious." He harshly growled." If any of that is wasted it'll be your head!" His voice carried great amounts of venom, putting so much pressure on his men. The Spaniard kept a close eye on the loading shipment. He didn't even notice that someone was right behind him.A pretty little foreigner almost shaking in his tracks.

My name is Argent, and I've come and gone throughout various roleplay groups, tumblr blogs and even chatrooms. And to no surprise, they've all died due to lack of interest between members, or lack of time, what with the new school year approaching. As a man who has yet to gain the courage to attend college, this is a problem. I am to sit at home with nothing to write about all day! So I decided to fix this. Anyone may join, so long as they follow the requirements below. You must be eighteen years of age or older You must be able to write one to two paragraph posts per reply You must have a decent understanding of grammar and spelling, but mistakes can be looked over You must be willing to communicate casually with all members of the group You must have a sense of humour, we're not robots after all An understanding of basic roleplay rules is required ( No god modding, etc ) You must have a skype account, as that is where the group will meet to discuss a plot Any further questions or possible applications can be sent to my inbox here, and I will give you my skype account for discussion. Thank you for reading.

Name: Archer West Age: 37 Appearance: Slender yet muscular build. Tall stature. Rich, sepia complexion. Narrow, amber eyes (though one is severely damaged). Medium-length, silver hair that is slicked back, worn down, or loosely gathered into a short ponytail. Usually wears a white, long-sleeved, dress shirt with a tie; black pants; black blazer; dark, dress shoes; fingerless gloves; and eye patch. Outdoor attire consists of a long, dark, trench coat splattered with questionable, red stains; and a scarf of sentimental value. Equipment includes (but is not limited to) enchanted, dual pistols, enchanted crossbow, an assortment of potions, and a sealing spell. Personality: Compassionate. Misunderstood. Impatient. Vengeful. Violent. Reckless. History: Born into a poor household, Archer was exposed to a never-ending onslaught of struggle, disappointment, and tragedy. At a young age, an unknown illness took the lives of his parents—the only family and people who cared of his existence. Holding a grudge against the unfortunate circumstances that contributed to his parents' demise, Archer swore to never let social standing take anything precious from him again. Instead of transferring to an orphanage and attending school, Archer relied on thievery to sustain a free, independent lifestyle. One day, he attempted to steal from a demon hunter but was caught. That fateful encounter marked another turning point in his life. The demon hunter took Archer under his wing and taught him his trade of hunting evil entities. Reluctantly, Archer also attended school, and much to everyone's surprise, was so advanced that he earned a high school diploma at the commendable age of 13. However, his misunderstood endeavors to aid the weak and innocent led to a fight (deemed an accident by adults) that ended with him damaging his right eye. The incident decreased Archer's trust in even the sincerest of people. With more free time on his hands, Archer shadowed his mentor on various missions, honing his skills as well. Unfortunately, one mission proved fatal for his mentor, and Archer was alone, once more. In the underworld, Archer became a renowned hunter and very wealthy from generous rewards. Despite his vision-impairment, his long and short-ranged marksmanship was rumored to be unrivaled. He also picked up skills in magic and enchantments, learning from the research his mentor left behind. As an adult, he gradually built some stability in his rather dangerous life and fell in love. However, before he could finally dream of a happy future, such bliss was trampled. A demon had brutally murdered his finance to shreds. All the money and riches he earned would never bring them back. Blinded by vengeance, Archer now seeks out the demon that shattered his naïve values.

Name: Addison Night Age: 18 Appearance: Medium stature. Slim build. Pale complexion. Sharp, red eyes. Short, green hair with long bangs. Always wears the school uniform: white, dress shirt with long-sleeves rolled up; pale, sweater vest; dark slacks; and brown loafers. Usually wears reading glasses, when studying. Personality: Cold. Asocial. Tactless. Lazy. Keen. Lenient. History: From the day he was born, Addison was always plagued with bad luck. Because he was a misfortune magnet, he was eventually outcast by his family and left to endure struggles on his own. Everyday, he faced an onslaught of ill omens and accidents. It was a miracle that he survived this long and hadn't dragged his family down with him. Within a few years, Addison adjusted to his dangerous life and was able to avoid accidents with ease. However, his exposure to misfortune resulted in the development of a pessimistic personality. Although his peers steered clear of him because of negative rumors, Addison also isolated himself for everyone's sake. Now a senior in high school, Addison seems to have an increase in the amount of usual, bad luck. Though he continues to survive each random encounter with ease, he is concerned, for each incident has become increasingly dire.

Name: Chase Fulton (Figurative language greatly implied: Chase + Fulton (bird-catcher’s town) Age: 32 year old male Appearance: Tall stature. Slender build. Tan complexion. Almond, brown eyes. Always slicks back his short, black hair. Always wears a white, long-sleeved dress shirt layered with a brown, sleeveless vest, red tie, black slacks with suspenders, and dark loafers. His shirt pocket holds a scratched pen of sentimental value. Outdoor attire consists of a black trench coat. Equipment includes (but is not limited to) disposable gloves, flashlight, pistol, handcuffs, portable radio, bullet-proof vest, and notepad. Personality: Diligent. Intuitive. Neat. Dutiful. Overambitious. Tactless. Meddlesome. History: The pride and joy of the New York Police Department, police detective Chase Fulton has proved his worth and, in turn, earned favorable standing amongst his colleagues, superiors, and fellow citizens. His extensive, critical thinking grants him unrivaled insight and angles; The precision and accuracy of his marksmanship is flawless; His quotient for successfully, closed cases is perfect. Chase’s reputation precedes him. As a result, his peers look to him in either admiration or envy. However, no one has dared approached him with ill intentions, due to his frankness and superiors’ favoritism. Contrary to his expectations for a respectable life ordered with routine and perfectionism, Chase’s life was thrown into disarray, five years later. Chase was assigned to train his new partner—freshly recruited, starry-eyed Caleb Fox. Despite Chase’s solo, work ethic, he reluctantly allowed young Caleb to shadow him in the field and gradually handle formalities and paperwork. During Caleb’s case debut, he fell victim to his blinding naivety and was killed by a target feigning innocence. After the loss of Chase’s partner, the department’s opinion of the uncanny, C.F. duo darkened into rumors and doubtful looks. His superiors began to suspect him of misinforming and abandoning his partner. In order to clear his name and rid himself of guilt, Chase picked up a case yet to be solved by anyone. Though, this case may draw his streak of closed cases to an end.

Name: Shaun Baker Age: 21 year old male Appearance: Tall stature. Muscular build. Tan complexion. Short, black hair styled up with bangs partially brushed back. Sharp, brown eyes. Usual attire consists of a loose tee or tank; lounge pants; and black slippers. At work, wears a white, short-sleeved coat with dark sash; black apron; white pants; and headband/bandanna over forehead. Occasionally pins back bangs and wears glasses, when studying. Personality: Bold. Reliable. Hard-working. Loyal. Reckless. Compassionate. Warm/Social. History: As the eldest of several siblings in a single-parent household, Shaun Baker took initiative with extra responsibilities, at a young age. As a result, he grew up to be a very dependable guy. In high school, Shaun was an athletic ace. When he wasn't on the field or court, he volunteered for odd jobs and staff requests. He garnered school-wide respect that way, even if he struggled with academics. However, even his upstanding reputation couldn't save him from his bold recklessness. During his senior year, Shaun was drawn into a fight, to protect a childhood friend. Though the odds were uneven, he managed to hold his own, until the brawl escalated. Ultimately, the fight drifted onto the school's pool deck and Shaun (who can't swim) nearly drowned. Formal punishment was delivered by administration, and the instigating students were expelled. The incident was traumatic for Shaun. Now, Shaun juggles college curriculum and helping out at his family's traditional bar. Though he wanted nothing to do with his family's business, Shaun became the head chef there, as though predestined by his last name.

Hi hi! Emby here. This thread will serve as storage and reference for all my characters. They are all originals (with the exception of pictures). Please do not post in this thread. If you have any inquires or comments, please contact me through PM or VM. If you would like to RP with me, please visit my recruitment page here. Thank you for your interest! [table=width: 700, class: grid, align: center] [tr] [td]Current Status[/td] [td]Name[/td] [td]Role[/td] [td]Used In These RPs[/td] [/tr] [tr] [td]Taken[/td] [td]Chase Fulton[/td] [td]Detective[/td] [td]Thief x Detective[/td] [/tr] [tr] [td]Taken[/td] [td]Felix Cross[/td] [td]Employee[/td] [td]Employee x Employee[/td] [/tr] [tr] [td]Taken[/td] [td]Archer West[/td] [td]Hunter[/td] [td]Demon x Hunter[/td] [/tr] [tr] [td]Taken[/td] [td]Lance[/td] [td]Droid[/td] [td]Droid x Human[/td] [/tr] [tr] [td]Avaliable[/td] [td]Carver Hemlock[/td] [td]Grim Reaper[/td] [td]N/A[/td] [/tr] [tr] [td]Taken[/td] [td]Addison Night[/td] [td]Human[/td] [td]Grim Reaper x Human[/td] [/tr] [tr] [td]Taken[/td] [td]Eden Cross[/td] [td]Prince[/td] [td]Knight x Prince[/td] [/tr] [tr] [td]Taken[/td] [td]Shaun Baker[/td] [td]Human[/td] [td]Human x Merman[/td] [/tr] [/table]

Name: Felix Cross Age: 22 year old male Appearance: Slender build with slight muscle definition. Tall stature. Warm, brown complexion. Dark brown eyes. Short, brown hair worn in an unkempt fashion. Usually wears a casual tee, black jeans, Converse shoes, and hooded sweatshirt tied around the waist. Often seen wearing bandages and headphones and listening to music or playing video games. Work uniform consists of a white, short-sleeved dress shirt (collar left unbuttoned), black slacks, and waist apron. Never wears required tie or polished shoes. Personality: Bold. Stubborn. Misunderstood. Determined. Observant. Blunt. History: Born into a wealthy household with high expectations and standards, Felix was forced into a diverse array of extra curricular activities, in addition to his advanced academics. Despite graduating from a prestigious high school at the top of his class and receiving acceptance letters to many esteemed universities, Felix never enrolled to further his education. To escape the stressful and competitive environment of his household, he applied for a full-time position at a local café. Reluctantly, his parents—though against his decision—provided him with an upscale apartment. In rejection of the mannerisms he developed all his life, he embraced a rebellious personality, to forget his past lifestyle. However, his whole life he has always had an intimidating demeanor, resulting in his kind efforts often misunderstood. Fortunately, his co-worker and future friend understands his intentions.

Name: Eden Cross (Biblical allusion/figurative language intended) Age: 19 years old Appearance: Short-medium stature. Slender build. Pale complexion. Sharp, hazel eyes. Short, unruly, auburn hair and unkempt bangs. A star-like birthmark on his hipbone. Royal, ceremonial uniform consists of a long-sleeve, blue, dress shirt; white pants; black belt; tucked, white, double-breasted jacket with gold embellishments and ornate cuffs; black scarf fastened with crimson brooch; white gloves; maroon cloak with fur-trim and the heraldic cross of the Cross monarchy; and leather boots. He has yet to formally receive his crown. Usual attire is his blue, dress shirt; white pants; black belt; white waistcoat/vest; and leather boots. A rapier is often sheathed at his waist. Personality: Naive. Gullible. Reckless. Stubborn. Soft-hearted. Idealist. Envious. Selfless. History: Eden Cross—illegitimate son of King Oswald and an unidentified courtesan—was raised from birth in the royal palace, without knowledge of his origins. Although palace retainers kept their dutiful promise of keeping his lineage a secret from the masses, Eden was privately subjected to clandestine discrimination: A majority of the royal family and elites outcasted him, including his father. Throughout his lonely childhood, Eden strived in his studies and practices, to impress everyone. Unfortunately, his achievements were often shadowed by his older, half-brother and true heir to the throne—Liam Cross. Eventually, Eden adopted a rebellious character, in a desperate attempt to steal attention. Now, Eden's motivation to win favor in the Kingdom of Blackwood has declined. Henceforth, he often sneaks out of the palace and roams the town squares. As a result, a personal knight was appointed to watch over and train him to be a respectable heir. Because Eden's identity remains unknown to the masses, he is able to interact with commoners, without being recognized. Reference: Body: Outfit: