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Upon further thought (this has been discussed/thought about a little elsewhere, for anyone new who sees this). I am going to open the club as it is. Use this to bump the club back up, try to draw attention to this specific setting, if anyone else wants to join in on it. The big plans for the setting are on hold, with the absence of AirAllie (and even whenever she does return, the rule changes may require adjustments to my stories with her there), but there is still potential to explore the setting and and some of the characters within it.

Hello to all who is interested in seeing it, although mainly for the ladies unless group RP happens. Boy meets girl/more general one on one RP: Human X monster Either Monster girl, Nightmare waifu(More monster with not many human traits) This is more flexible, More monster monster girl or nightmare waifu, I'd need to see what since its not a harem. For the former lets say Reptile, undead, Beast man, Insect, flower, semi liquid or any of the other ways to classify a monster girls Human X Robot either bio-engineered android lover, or Anthro machines!!! Which one works for you? Human X Video game gal Modern guy enters another reality RPG, Fighting, Platformer or another reality. Can be OC, CC or mixture Now I will add all of these in one explanation, depending on which one is chosen, I will post the ref Suggestions using Gelbooru or Rule 34. Bring suggestions as well, that aside now to talk about the main focus: Monster girl or Nightmare Waifu, both can be wholesome before it becomes kinky. This applies to the robots or Video game characters. Any of them can be one or more short interactions. Medium or longer Roleplays are there too, these are one on one mostly, with any times of threesomes. It won't go more than 2 ladies. In fact cat fights are welcome more so verbal ones. Monster girl ones will involve the guy becomes a incubus who can have two dicks. Human X video game will be more straight forward unless magic and other things are involved. Now for Android or Anthro Machine, Sci-fi extra dick body parts and much more. Harem and beyond Human X 3 to 12 lady Monster girl harem (Subject to adjust based on the Duel monster archetype) Lucky guy meets one of his Duel monsters as real flesh and blood women. This is more focus on monster girls who can shift from their original forms and human forms to hide themselves from other humans. Unknown man who has special powers, who contends with up to five generations. Pretty much ladies who can live for longer periods of time, Be it Elf, Dark elf, Goddesses, Monster X 1 or more lady Sci-fi or Fantasy, the monsters sons their own harems, while the Father looks for strong men for his daughters. He will be able to travel to various different realities, this one is going to have OCs, CCs and mixture of the two. Mainly he/I will be looking for OCs we can talk about which refs to use and which CCs to use as well or a mixture of both. Loser X harem building, the story here will be about a loser who has lost everything, this wasn't his fault someone in his past has taken everything, she is someone who hates him for whatever reason, so he works on gaining things that was taken from him. He meets a Head Strong woman who sees the injustice and wants to help out, she will do anything in her power to make it happen. The woman who stole from this man/me will meet her just desserts. This will be a modern day RP. Harems which expand from 6, 12, 18, 24, 30, 36,42,48, 54, 60 66 72, 78, 84, 90, 96 102. Now to keep this fresh, I will play as one or of the sons, the monster knows how to make the pregency painless, no strings attached unless any ladies wants that for them personally, such as Succubus transformation While the Loser X Harem building will be Loser underdogs becomes even better than before he lost everything. Happy endings about 7, 14, 21, 28, 35,42, 49, 56, 63, 70, 77, 84, 91, 98, 105 Long term RP without exception, we can color code and set up times for breaks and time skips.

Hello to all who read this, I am looking for anyone who wants to be a person I meet in another reality/world. Starting out as a 18 year old guy who is fit, healthy and won't miss the internet. Seeing what the abilities he/I will start with along forming a harem, PM if interested.

Introduction/explanation about the title: Hello to any ladies who read this, I am looking for anyone who is wanting to talk and set up using any fine ladies from Carmessi, Fellatrix among other adult content artists. Such as plankboy Putting this first to let anyone know one thing I want to see. General idea will be in the third set of 2 line 4/paragraph 4 and below. Plankboy as an artist does Thick human and Anthro art. I will bring up general story ideas that uses the art for a basis of the story along with discussion about any additions that is within reason. Now the story is agreed upon by both of us, a few suggestions on my end is living with mother and daughter, The mother is a succubus. What are your thoughts that Amber and Gala tease fight over the young adult man who is in between both of them when it comes to height. This applies to any of their friends, which is done by other artists. there is one specific picture of 16 ladies(15 characters from the artists) This is more specific. Another idea when using Fellatrix lets talk about how things will end up. From bimbo related stories to bimbofication, Rich ladies being wooed by a poor stud, Bullies taking mothers and other idea. Although this is open to ideas beside bimbo related ones, now this one is the second specific detail using the art by Fellatrix to work up a story. Now for more general with less specific ideas: Game or anime enjoyer/fans who enter other worlds, this ranges from a wish for saving a magical being. Opening up a portal or finding one, Reality bending which varies from light to dark themes. Lets make sure to talk about how the story will start and continue. more OC version of characters from the game/anime reality or closer to Canon level. Example if its a game world from a fighting game, the story can be more Fan themed with the characters base history. Young adult man who has avoided addictions of any kind, he doesn't do much of any of those all well rounded kind of guy. He is met with an alien queen who is more humanoid, and or Alien woman who is interested in human men. This is semi specific and semi general. Sugar daddy/sugar mommy Story, adding in fantasy/sci-fi ages. Examples range from elven man or woman who is 200 years old meets a young 60 year old. Or an alien who is sleeping is waked up by human explorers. More general stories added in. Complete general ideas: Village boy is attracted by a being who has been watching him. Add in anything to this general idea. Boy meets girl romance with build up. Additions welcomed. Ranging from human to non human interactions. An adventure of sci-fi/modern reality bending together, reasons can't be explained imagine waking up and finding a car sized space ship and thinking you're sleeping still and other sci-fi related situations. Open world type deal. A virus that has spread, from outer space. Beside individuals who go to explore why it is happening, not many people care, it appears to be a benefit for humans. Human changes (Ranges from mutation, evolution, growth spurt happens it is not known why.) Let me know what else to add in the complete general ideas, not sure what else to add.... Since I see posts from other people range differently in terms of sentence/paragraph amount. Other than that I wish you all have a lovely October and beyond.

TLDR ; Photojournalist is in over her head as she travels with a punk rock band on tour. The band gets a little touchy and she's peer pressured into playing along, though it doesnt take much to... Alcohol and Marijuana use warning. The newspaper never took vacations, and even when one found the time to do so, they would end up finding work for themselves much better than they'd find at home or in the office. Y/N especially finds her best work out on the field. Everyone knew her to be well traveled and booksmart, but they thought this latest trip she was taking would be a journey better missed. She thought otherwise. It all began one morning in the office when she noticed an ad her coworker was printing on the back page of the next days issue; "Searching for photographers to go on tour". The name associated with the ad was the cult band Gettup, a group well known for their party behavior in and out of work. On the outside they seemed nothing more than rambunctious young ex criminals. But on the inside... what was the inside like? Her curiosity peaked, she took the ad and applied for the job, putting in PTO for her day gig at the newspaper. Inspiration was running thin. Travel has kept her skills sharp, but she'd been around other countries before but found her knowledge of her own homeland lacking. Sure, she was well read and knew of the wide expanse of culture there was in America, but she hadn't ever seen it for herself. Especially not in the company of such a strong-willed group of people. Everyone at the office were sad to see her want to leave again. In fact they warned her not to. "Dont go with those punks! You will be drunk and high the entire time," said her editor, a man who shares the same opinion of the group that every media outlet did, "and who knows what other kinds a trouble they'll get you in?" Nothing swaided her. She'd already made up her mind to go, so long as she was chosen. She was. Apperently the band's pianist was a fan of her work. She was called the day after applying and told to pack for a long trip across America. Later that week she was at the site of a large bus stop. More so it was a garage for a fleet of buses. The group rented a tour bus for the trip and were just then packing up. The band was all there, along with four other roadies who were helping them pack. What little research she gathered of these men set her up to know them all by name already. They introduced themselves anyway. Leon was the one who had her hired, the pianist, her little fan. He dressed the most nicely of the group, though even then his white collared shirt hadnt been ironed since he first wore it, nor his navy blue dress pants. His unpolished black shoes were good quality and almost clacked against the solid concrete ground as he approached. He was a golden blonde white guy with one blue eye. The other was brown. They were bright and curious eyes. He noticed her approaching first and called out to everyone. He spoke well of her, claiming she was the best journalist they couldve asked for. He shook her hand and patted her back, welcoming her to the team before introducing her to the rest. Jacob was a tall white guy with red hair that hung over his ears, the drummer. He had a lovely dark patrern slashed down along both eyes that looked as though it'd been painted on him, though who could tell if they were tatoos or natural pigments of his smooth scaly skin. He wore a gold necklace under a black sleeveless with the band logo on the chest. His build was lithe and supple. Wiry but firm. He had a lazy smile beneath those half closed piercing eyes. Jose, he bass guitarrist, he was the tallest in the group. A huge black man, thin framed but thickly built like a wildcat. He was only lean around the waist and stomach, everything else was filled in like a smooth sandbag. His sleeveless was a white veriety of Jacob's with black lettering. His jeans were torn and he wore a golden cross over his collar, right next to his dogtags. Then there was Trent Reynalds, the most wolflike man Y/N very well have ever met without a beard, the lead singer and guitarist. When the band started, it was Jose who sang lead, but after a few standout gigs everyone agreed Trent had the more beautiful voice for it. He was the most sleepless of the group, with dark bags under his eyes telling of long nights spent writing songs and practicing alone. Even through his sleepy expression he smiled at Y/N, but only after taking a long drag from his blunt. They all acted so nice to her, familiar. Before their journey even began, it was like she'd always been part of the group. And so they were off. With a hoot and cheer they raised cans of coka cola, a toast to the coming perfect gigs, sarcastically calling it now that nothing will possibly go wrong with any of them. Jose already had an arm around Y/N, jokingly naming her as the one who will prove to the world that Gettup is the most well organized band of misfits who ever riffed a guitar. The day was all spent traveling. Within the first hour, the group began hotboxing inside the living room esque space in the car until one of them had to open a window and let the smoke out or else Leon wouldnt be able to find his glasses in the smog. "So, Y/N" Trent said, looking right at her through the smoke with strangely wistful grey eyes, "What made you wanna hitch up with us anyway?" "Say, aint she suppose to interview us?" Leon said with a smirk, puttin on square frame glasses. "Awe, she dont mind a little prying. Dont ya babe?" Jacob said, squeezing his hand around her shoulder as he pulled her in to lean against the side of his firm torso.

Alcohol and Marijuana use warning. The Summiths were a patchwork family. Only two pairs were blood related out of the five. When he was five years old, Tanner's mom married eight year old Y/N's dad, making them brother and sister in law. Y/N's dad's half brother passed away very recently after her birth, leaving six year old Caleb an orphan due to the mother having died the year before. He was adopted, so he and Y/N became siblings as well. Three siblings, unrelated by blood but familial nonetheless. Fourteen years passed. They got along well growing up. Every time their sister was sad, the two boys would agree to drive her off into her most comforting setting and buy her favorite dinner along the way. Anytime one of the brothers went through a difficult breakup, his siblings would cherr him up any way they could. Nobody left each other alone. A few petty squabbles here and there ironically helped to strengthen their bond. They developed around each so closely and fondly that they were almpst inseperable. Hardly any secrets were kept from each other. Almost hardly. Their dynamic shifted slightly during their highschool years when Y/N found a magazine beneath Tanner's bed while helping him clean his room out for the big move. He quickly tried to snatch it from her but she kept it in her grip, telling him his secret is safe with her on one condition; that he let her borrow it for herself. The deal was made, but her promise wasn't kept. She was caught reading it when Caleb walked in on her asking about his missing biking gloves. Ever since then the three have left it in hindsite as an inside joke, but something very serious stirred their own curiosity of one another. The big move kept their minds occupied, safely away from the awkwardness of the incident. College also made things easy , giving each of them a distraction from each other unless one needed help on a project. Tanner and Caleb worked out with each other very often, learning from dad that a healthy body helped a heathy mind. By the time they nearly graduated, they were built more like professional polo swimmers than book learned students with good grades. Yet, they were both. Summer came quickly. Taking a break from school, and convincing his family to join him, Tanner took his brother and stepsister out of town to a lakeside cabin as a getaway from all the busy hustle of the city. He also wanted to use it as an excuse to focus on tutoring Y/N about particular historical architecture, though wether or not she really needed the help was up for debate. She would most likely be teaching him new things. The trio were in their cabin now, drying off in front of an open lit fireplace and laughing about the day's mischief. Earlier in the day while helping his sister off the kayak, Tanner lifted her up out of the boat and then dropped her into the lake with a sarcastic "oops". It was just near the shore so that her feet would hit the ground, but it was enough to get her clothes all soaked in lakewater. He laughed with Caleb and the two helped her on her feet, each boy at each side or her lifting her up like a child. It was all in good fun, but now they were all wet. Caleb tried not to notice the girls drenched bra showing through her shirt, but he did anyway. His face had turned red. Tanner had taken notice as well. All in front of the fire now, surrounded by half a dozen empty beer cans, the last rays of sunlight finally dipping beneath the horizon, Tanner and Caleb removed their shirts and twisted them over a sink before resting the clothes in front of the fire before sitting on each side of their sister. Caleb spoke up, putting a strong arm around her shoulders while holding a can of beer to her.** "How about a beer, sis? Haven't seen you with one yet. Come oooonnn, it'll keep the cold away!" The party went on with quiet laughter, the three sharing one nostalgic story after another. They reminisce on their time spent with each other and the mood took a morose turn at rhe realization that they may not see each other again soon. College was coming to an end, and the brothers had plans to move out of state to pursue their dreams. Tanner tried to lighten the mood with a joke. "Hey sis. If we werent, you know, if our mom and dad hadn't gotten married do you think we wouldve been a good... you know." He clicked his tongue and winked at her meaninfully, giving her shoulder a gentle tug to pull her closer against his firm chest. "I think we would've made a good couple~" "Hey yeah," Caleb spoke up, "Which of us do you think is more huggable, sis?" "I was actually thinking kissable, myself." Said Tanner with a leery grin. TLDR; Y/N is surrounded by her two stepbrothers, both of which have become very protective and curious of her. Alcohol and Marijuana use warning.

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Mao looked at the surrounding changing, wondering how it was possible to be connected to her mind unless this form of magic followed a still existing connection from the soul to the body. In this case, the catgirl would have no control over it as she didn't really have any power over the body or corpses. While this amazed her, she was not exactly surprised that Pelintira was capable of such mysterious feats. For now, she was looking around and noticed where they were or about. With nobody noticing them, they were free to watch but the vision was not completely clear yet. Only when the area shifted again, did it make a little more sense. Mao looked at the witch when she warned her that the girl could potentially notice them. Now was the time to see if the girl would recognize her soul captor. What the catgirl looked like right now, was the reaper with her scythe in hand. There was no doubt that she was noticeable if the girl saw them. Mao would fly to her and look at her, with her usual expression. While her weapon may scare one or two, she herself meant to be the only thing she knew since she died. Some of her memories may or not remember but Mao felt like she would end remembering quickly anyway. This was the connection that this catgirl had with her souls. She was their mistress once she gained possession of them. Mao had similar means to communicate with them but as she had made clear before, this was not the same method as her own. For the time being, Mao's weapon vanished and she landed on her paws but watched the girl quietly, observing how she would react in this dimension.

"We are in her mind in a sense. Connected to it, at least." Pelintira explained. The surrounding shifted, to the village where Mao found the girl. Surrounded by small homes, figures walking around, doing their daily business, a few farming, the sounds of a smith's hammer and a few horses. None paid attention to the two of them. "Figures of her mind, memory of a sort. They will not see us." The image shifted again. Now inside one of the houses. Then they saw the girl, sitting on a chair in the corner. She was sewing a piece of clothes, a dress it appeared. "She on the other hand may notice us sooner or later." That was the girl. The soul, maybe, or perhaps a memory occupied by the soul. Either way, it was real in a sense the other figures were not, capable of interacting with others, but lost in the moment for now.

All my various RPs with Allie are on hold, until whenever she returns (except ‘Forbidden Magic’, where me and Warning have a side story started, which will continue). That said, I really like those various stories, and would be willing to play alternate versions with anyone who wants to. They would have their differences, not quite the same characters, plots might develop in new ways. It could be fun. There are a few other ideas to add. First was something me and Allie are planning to mix in to one of the existing stories eventually: Royal Marriage Between the (Secret) Futa Princess and Another Princess It had been arranged years ago, now that both princesses were old enough (teens, exact ages can be discussed), it was time to make it official. It had been the talk of both kingdoms for ages, and a matter of confusion for everyone outside of one of the royal families. For two princesses to be married to each other, for two women to marry each other, it was unheard of. The one king had no sons, so it was very confusing when he offered a marriage proposal for his eldest daughter to a younger daughter of a neighboring kingdom. Did he just want an alliance? Either way, he offered a great deal of gold, enough for his neighbor to agree to a seeming pointless novelty of a marriage. The secret, unknown even to the other princess, was that this ’princess’ was a futa. She could not be considered a son, or a man, but if given a wife, she could father children. This is a world where she is not the first futa but they are rare enough to essentially be myth/legend, and many doubt they could actually exist. I want to explore such a story, exploring gender roles, sex, society, among other things for such a couple. A proper royal marriage too, there will be no love at the start, though there is a chance one or both could develop feelings for the other. We would start with the other princess arriving and their marriage, the other princess discovering the truth about her wife that night, for their first time in bed together. One I was not planning to an existing story: Meeting at 'the Baby Factory' The center of this story is a facility known as 'The Baby Factory'. It is a place where men and women meet for safe, no strings, breeding. The usual practice is women pay to sign up for periods of time, between a few hours, a day, or for those who have the time and money, more than one consecutive day. They are given a private room with a bed, bathroom and a little more for comfort as they wait. A nude picture is taken as well. Men come in throughout the day and night (open 24 hours), are shown a list of the pictures of each woman currently in a room and available. They then pay for a period of time, usually between a few minutes, a few hours, or possibly all night. The shorter times tend to be cheaper for men (very cheap for the few minutes), while longer times are cheaper for the women (giving more chance of a woman having several men if they want to). All customers are tested for STDs, but no other information is asked for. No names, ages (could be teen characters), marital status or anything like that. All payments are done in cash just to make it more anonymous. Though people can choose to talk about themselves in the room (including potentially contact information to meet again later), no one is required to reveal anything. The women come for a variety of reasons, including but not limited too: Maybe they work too much/have trouble getting close to people, and want to have one or more children without a relationship. Maybe a lesbian who wants kids and for one reason or another, wants to do it the natural way. A woman whose boyfriend/husband is impotent or never around and she is desperate for a child. The woman’s parents keep bugging her about grandkids, and she decides to do it this way. A few just want casual sex with strangers in a safer place and are willing to roll the dice on if they have a kid or not (or are turned on by the risk of it, and the fact the men are there to try to knock her up). The men are often just happy to find a place where they can safely have casual sex without protection or consequences. Some are also there specifically to father children they will never see, because they either just don't want to deal with fatherhood or think they could not handle it, but still want to pass on their genes, possibly to numerous women. It is focused on procreative sex, but no one is spying on the rooms, so nothing stops other varieties being occasionally mixed in. There are a few ways this can be played. I could play one or more customers and you one or more of the women. I could play one of the women and you one or more of the men. Or I we could both play women who might interact during breaks between the men, while also playing the men for your woman (and if you are willing to play both genders we could both play women as well as the other woman's man/men). It is likely the women will need at least a few visits before impregnation. It is possible we could keep playing one or two women after successful conception. In anything but the me playing woman, you playing man, I would prefer a female partner (nothing against guys playing girls, obviously, but think it can be more interesting with a woman's perspective in things like this).

Mao listened, interested. The witch managed to make her very curious about what she was going to do. The power she felt around, being sensitive to magic, was something she did not quite recognize. Yet, seeing Pelintira close her eyes, Mao thought best to do the same and play along. The feeling she then felt was extraordinary. She knew it was all for the sake of meeting with this soul she had sealed and oddly enough, it did not feel all that different from what she could do herself. Yet... It was not quite the same either. The world of magic was a world of so many mysteries and unknowns and her mistress had somehow mastered a way to connect to the souls. The feeling of not being in control in her own element was an odd one. Despite that, Mao could not help but be amazed at the sight of where they were. It was like an alternative reality of what she was normally used to. Even she could not expect to know what was going to happen now, as Pelintira was the one in control over this reality. Or was she? Surely, everything was fine. The grand witch would not have mastered this magic, only to lose control of it now. Her eyes took a good look around before they shifted to her mistress, "This is not the chamber I know... I can hardly feel anything, here. She might remember, though... I am the one who sealed her.", the familiar said while forming her scythe. She might not have control but maybe she could summon the soul or such a memory of her existence. Using of her magic, this is at least what Mao tried to do. In her own reality, she was capable to pulling certain tricks befitting the universe of life essences. But here? She was not sure what her power could do yet she had a feeling that she would still have some power over at least the soul itself as its mistress. For now, she tried to summon anything. A memory, the soul herself or whatever was tied to her in this reality but without forcing the reality out of balance, as she was not sure of what it could take, especially if it depended on Pelintira's magic.

Pelintira had walked many worlds, interacted with many beings, spoke directly with gods. It was a simple thing for her to do this her own way. “I’m sure you can help. Perhaps we will do it your way, if we make multiple visits. But I feel like showing you something a little different. It is perhaps a reward for your loyalty.” She said with a smile, closed her eyes. Her power surrounded the room. Her mind and soul reached out. Grabbed for Mao’s. It embraced her in a sense. Immensely powerful, yet protective, familiar, yet alien. Powered and shaped by countless years of practice and ritual, arts and deals. It drew Mao’s soul out into her embrace and traveled to meet the soul of the girl. It also linked to the mind of the girl. She did not free the girl’s soul. But gave her a small connection to her mind. They appeared in what could be called an illusion, a memory? Pelintira released her embrace of Mao. To let her see where they were. “She should appear soon. But we will see how. Perhaps she will speak us. Or perhaps we will see a memory of her life first?” She did not know exactly how their first contact with the girl would go. Though the three of them would speak before it was over.

Mao watched and listened, understanding easily what she was told, being herself the keeper of souls. The manner she dealt with such things was sometimes simple, sometimes complex. The neko knew of ways to communicate with souls that was not a gift to simply everybody however she would not have underestimated Pelintira's capabilities to do so as well. Mao knew way too well that this witch had magic potential beyond the majority if not all of the mages she had ever known. What made her curious was how the witch would proceed to do so; The process she would use to access her and communicate with her. If that truly was what she was meaning to do, at least. Pelintira's offer seemed to make it sound that way. "Maybe I can be of help, Mistress...", Mao spoke carefully but not as a mean to decide for the witch. There was more than one reason that the soul was crystalized. For Mao, it did not need to be but the prism could also be used as a prison for the soul and, like any prisons, it was a place that could be visited, as one might say. However, the floating familiar was also curious about what Pelintira would do to contact her, especially if they are supposed to see her memories by another mean than her own. If what she said was true, the witch could be capable of being a soul keeper of her own. Mao, like anyone else, only had a glimpse of what this legendary mistress was capable of and nobody dared to underestimate her... The neko would still remain close, holding the pulsating soul crystal. Or rather, it floated above her palm, even spinning very slowly. Her golden eyes observed it for a moment then shifted to the witch, looking ready to accomplish whatever task that she had in mind for her. "I can take us to her or you may do as you like, Mistress...", Mao finally proposed. Either way probably would be alright. The stability of the prism worried her a little but she would be a bad soul reaper if so little allowed the soul inside to escape. All depended on what Pelintira had in mind for inspecting the soul in question. If her magic would conflict with her or her glass seal. It's something Mao would have to deal with, in time, if anything happened.

Pelintira drew her attention away from the other two temporarily, as Mao expressed her concern. She did hope she did not miss seeing anything interesting, but this was more worth her attention. Not really surprising either. “She is reaching out. Knows her body is near. Trying to make other connections. Not the most effective time for her to try though…”. She considered the next step. She could just let it play out, but it might be more interesting to step in. ”Perhaps it is time to get to know her a little. Teach her what to expect, what might come. You can come along if you wish.” For her it would be a simple thing to reach in, make contact with the spirit. It was just another aspect of the world to her. “Though we may get a look at her old life, memories as well. Sort of like walking into her dreams.” It was probably more accurate to say Pelintira would be entering the girl’s soul temporarily. Two souls becoming one briefly. A simple thing for her, no danger in such things anymore. She could bring Mao along easily enough. It might even be a sort of bonding experience for the two of them.

It was fine. I’m still working my writing frequency again too, now that I got most of what I intended to do on the other club, I’ll probably get the reply in tomorrow evening.

Mao would have returned to the study after a while, having read more than enough books for the entire day. As per usual, the floating catgirl would have stayed around quietly unless addressed or interacted with, usually waiting or simply relaxing on her own but still listening to what was going on. She was observing at all times, sometimes trying to see what or how people thought. In no way could she really tell what the great witch was thinking but Mao remained by her sides, in case she could be useful for something. There was nothing else that required her to be elsewhere at that moment. She also figured that Alenia would be safe, wherever she was right at that moment, by herself or not. Still, something had been bothering her ever since she had come back. Something that stirred within the complexity of her power, something only Mao could feel but that was relevant to the young elf girl in a sort of way. The small familiar was not sure how to address this particular concern but after waiting that Pelintira seemed free to interact with, she finally approached to her side. "Mistress...? It appears that the soul taken from the girl is not behaving peacefully. I thought you would want to know.", she told her, while soon summoning the crystalized soul in question. Its restlessness was rather clear with the way it was glowing and shaking lightly, as if it was active or fighting somewhat.

Sorry, I was about soon but I did not find the time to write. I will try to have something up and ready today. I apologize for delays. I didn't mean to make you wait. x.x

You can start it, unless Allie comes back before you get a chance to write it. Have Mao notice some unusual restlessness from the soul or something like that and come back to Pelintira.

Posting this a little earlier than I intended. Tried to come up with something flexible, that could be rather short or maybe a little longer, depending on exactly when Allie is back. It was an aspect I was originally going to explore other ways (and might still, if she is back before we get it started). But maybe an exploration of the dead girl’s soul. Mao and Pelintira interacting with it. Finding about its past and what might happen over time.

First off I'm a Lesbian, lets get that out of the way, and I'm only looking to RPing with other women, sorry guys, don't mind chatting with you though. Anyway back to what I'm looking for I'm looking for an Fxf RP that allows me to explore my more submissive side where my character can enter into a 24/7 consensual BDSM Relationship. The consensual is important to me. That's not to say I wouldn't enjoy other RPs, but this is what I'm craving. something set in the modern world, with solid characters and setting. Yes I want there to be smut and lots of it but I also want believable characters as well. If your interested pleas PM me. I'm happy to discuss potential ideas. I don't have any set pairings, I prefer brainstorming with partners to come up with a scenario we both can enjoy. Here is a somewhat limited list of my Kinks, I hope it will help you make a decision: My List of kinks: BDSM Bondage (heavy / extreme) Anal Sex (receiving) Anal Fisting Anal Training Apparatuses Biting Begging Blindfolds Branding Breast / Nipple Play (including painful treatment) Breast / Nipple Worship (females only) Caging Choking Consensual Discipline / Reinforcement Dirty Talking Enemas Extreme Humiliation Electric Toys Flogging/Whipping/Spanking Face Slapping Foot Gear (ballet boots) Gags Gagging/Deepthroat (with dildo / strap on) Genital / Nipple piercings Latex/Rubber (!!!!!) Leather (!!!!!!!!!!!) Leash & Collar Masks (leatherhoods!!!!!!!!!!) Mistress / Pet Mistress / Slave Messy Objectification Orgasm Control / Denial Saliva (Spit on me) Scratching Sex Toys Sexual Pain Sexy / Slutty Clothing (lingerie, leather!!!!, latex, schoolgirl outfits ) Speech Restrictions Strap-ons Strip Tease Verbal Abuse Uniforms Watersports As stated this doesnt cover everything but hopefully it gives you a good base. As for my limits I do have some, I know its a shock to me to, they are as follows: Bimbofication Futa Beastiality Incest (Step Siblings are ok) Lactation Gore/Vore Scat Mutilation (Such as Removal of limbs and shit like that) I think that covers the limits but if you have questions about them let me know, Im happy to answer. I would like anywhere from a single paragraph three or four paragraphs, if you feel like more that's fine but a line or a sentence will not do, I need something to work with. I do enjoy OOC chat and discussing the RP and where we would like it to progress. Anyway I hope to hear from you soon, -Kara

Note to readers: Another story in the lovely, ever growing Vanoria setting. Though this one will be in another part of the world, with no contact with and little awareness of the Vanorian Emipre. A three person story, to explore other aspects and lands of the world. Far to the north, beyond the Vanorian Empire. Beyond the Ancient Elven Empire north of Vanoria, was a wild lightly settled land. Ancient homeland of the elves, a reminder of their wild past. Now mostly abandoned for the great empire to the south. The only realm so far strong enough to hold back the might of the Vanorian Empire. But the empire of the elves could be suffocating as well. There were no slaves there. But everyone had a purpose assigned from birth. It did not matter what you felt. That would be your role for life. And elves did not grow old. Only the emperor himself could give an elf a new position. While that did happen, it was exceptionally rare. For most who wanted something else abandoning the empire was the only solution. This was allowed, but it meant forever giving up your citizenship in the empire. No help would come to you if you were unprepared to live on your own. Deep in wilds there were many secret things happening. Many creatures lived out here, self exiled elves, small human settlements, villages or tribes, with no king united them, dwarves in the mountains. Other unusual creatures could be found as well, some never heard of in southern lands. Deep in the woods, along the mountains that bordered it, was a woman spoke of in legend and rumor. The elf Pelintira. She was quite old, though as an elf she certainly did not appear so. She went into exile long ago. Stories said it was because she was a mage of the elven emperor. A powerful one. But she could not stand the rules, limits, of what magic she could study or use. She established a home in the wild, where she was free to study. Legends about her in the empire became wild. Forbidden magic, forbidden knowledge, freedom. If you were brave enough to seek it, to go into exile and find her, maybe you could gain these things. Necromancy. Demon summoning. Zombification/mind control. Mutation. Life beyond dealt. The stories suggested she studied all these things, who knew what else. That performed sacrifices to obtain her power. That even the emperor feared her power now, hated it, but did not dare move against her. Only someone who found her could learn the truth of these things. She did have a few apprentices of course. There were others as well. That she employed in her home to provide various supplies, that they could also sell to those near by. The home was best described as a fortress magically crafted into the mountain, continued underground and up into some of the surrounding trees. At the moment Pelintira was in her study. A room full of books and a great collection of artifacts. She was doing study on her own. But at this time of day, her students and others were allowed to visit her. She encouraged students to study on their own. But she would give advice too, sometimes personal lessons. Sometimes they worked together if the student was doing something that interested her. When students asked about the legends, if she performed such magic. She usually did not answer the question. But she encouraged her students to dig through the library and artifacts. Not be afraid to study anything. They were here for freedom, nothing was forbidden to study.

For anyone thinking about joining in on the fantasy setting centered around the Vanorian Empire. A place to ask questions, and set things up. I might also just occasionally post thoughts on details about the setting as well.

In this case it is probably easier to find people interested in similar stories first and work on characters after that is found (with some/all characters eventually moving on to other stories too). I will add some ideas of my own later, but I wanted to get the topic set up first.