When Halie passed by the bathroom and saw it empty, she was somewhat suspicious, but assumed that Rose had simply finished and returned to the room without her noticing. She was much more calm at this point, so she didn't consider the worst case scenario until she'd twisted the door open again to find an empty room with an open window. Her heart sunk at the sight once again and she immediately ran to the window to look down. She couldn't really be trying to escape, surely! After all those warnings! She started to breathe heavily, as she clenched her fists. "That little bitch things she can get away..." Anhara muttered out loud to herself as she turned around, griping to herself. "She'd better not get out or I swear..." She slammed the door behind her and marched down the stairs. "Trying to ruin my moment with daddy, I'll fucking make you pay you little shit." As Rose turned the corner around the house, she did stumble across a gate, but just as she feared, there was a padlock hooked around the latch, preventing it from being opened without a key. The padlock looked readily used, but still showed signs of age and it looked pretty cheap to begin with. It might not hold if struck with enough force, but it's certainly still in tact and there's no guarantee Rose's strength alone could break through it. In addition, upon closer inspection, there seemed to be barbed wire running along the bottom of the fence as well, so digging under would be incredibly difficult and painful as well. Unfortunately for Rose, time was running out quickly as Anhara made a beeline for the back door. Absolutely fuming, she swung the door open and stormed outside. She knew exactly where Rose would've tried first, and she wasn't about to take any chances with that old lock. "What the hell do you think you're doing!? Get the fuck back here right now, bitch, or you're fucking DEAD!!" She shouted at Rose, clear as day, this was no longer Halie speaking.

Location: Star Lite Motel Time was progressing, but it wasn't moving fast enough. Until she could follow up on this lead, she had no choice but to wait anxiously until the next night. Why the next night? She needed to guarantee cooperation. That man would've been less likely to visit her had she sprung an immediate request, and she had to report for duty first thing in the morning, there was no way a flower shop delivery would be held so early and she'd be obligated to wear her body cam the entire time she's on duty... she needed as little footage of her as possible. Not to mention there's no way this would be seen as legitimate police work by the office. She was suspicious of the entire department in the area. Any time she insisted on investigating crime related to the Viper, she was shot down and told someone else was already investigating the matter even when that was clearly impossible... She thought back to that poor girl she'd spoken to earlier that day. The lifeless, terrified look in her eye... She couldn't stand to think that girl wasn't alone... that girl was just like her... and she could do nothing to protect her. Or perhaps it was more correct to say the girl could do nothing to get help from her. But even still, it wasn't necessarily words she needed from the girl. She knew she wouldn't get any. It was the circumstances. Serenity wanted to offer the girl a place to stay, but knew it would be fruitless. She had to return to her masters... Serenity shuddered as she fought off flashbacks of the horrible nights of constant torment she would endure in their hands... She needed to help her in some way, even if it meant defecting from the police. Even if it meant she'd have hitmen on her. Viper had to be destroyed for good. Serenity took a deep breath as she walked through the walls, carefully monitoring her surroundings, avoiding the locations where she knew cameras were hidden... undoubtedly there were still more she'd yet to spot, so she still assumed every moment was being recorded. But what had her far more concerned was her room... She'd left it unoccupied for a while now. What if somebody had broken in and tampered with something? Could there be a trap waiting for her in there? A hit? She bit her lip as she mulled over the possibilities. She was confident she could handle a man with a weapon, but what if there was some sort of bomb trap set up? If the police refuse to budge, it could be easily covered up as some tragic accident. And if an organization as powerful as the rumored GHOST existed... it wouldn't be so outlandish that anybody could be blamed and hauled off to jail... She winced at the thought as she turned the corner toward her room. She had the key to the room in her pocket. It wouldn't do her any good to stay on edge for so long. She needed rest or she wouldn't be able to stay attentive in the morning. She needed to be on her best performance so the office had no grounds to have her dismissed from the force... as much as she distrusted the department, she needed access to those resources... As she approached the door, she took a careful look at the key slot before her... "Shit..." She muttered to herself before taking a step back. Her heart racing already. Somebody had been inside. How long ago? She had no idea. It wasn't safe to go in. Not yet... She quickly turned and walked back toward the lobby.

I wouldn't write it out completely! A lot of the action in this club can also be hidden in Ecchitexts and stuff, so if you make your character and put yourself out there, you just might get some attention~ In the meantime, your character might be able to interact with some onlookers to set up some potential humility~ And as for the characters, yes, you will need a reference image. But if your character is underage, you'll simply need to make sure the image is safe for work (no genitalia or female nipples visible even through clothing)

No problem there Aura I know you are a busy person so it is totally alright Aaah I see that is a really shame would have loved someone to blackmail Gwen and use it to get sex with her but if it does seem to be that difficult then I guess not??. . . I will give the link a look there to see if I wanna try and start up on here since it does still seem like a cool idea overall Gotcha I will keep this in mind if I do get so far I do hope I don't need to have an Image Reference since it is a bit hard to get one for my Gwen here Yeah this was an aspect I found really fun having someone be My Blackmailer and write to me on EcchiText as if it was little Gwen's phone really got me intrigued so I will hopefully get that far on here hopefully

Rose remained frozen where she was, watching as the other girl left the room. She listened intently, waiting for the footsteps to recede further down the hall before she dashed over to the window. With trembling fingers, she unlocked it and opened it up, her heart soaring when it was easy to do so. Once the window was open, she stuck her head outside and took a long look at the view outside. She didn’t like what she was seeing. The fence looked impossible to climb, especially for her short stature. She looked around but saw no viable way to exit. She then looked down and saw that it was a fair distance to fall but she didn’t care if she hurt herself. It was preferable to staying here. She could only hope that there was a gate that she could open, and pray that it wasn’t locked by something as secure as a padlock or chain. Rose glanced back towards the bedroom door again, but couldn’t hear anything so she took the plunge and carefully climbed out of the window. She lowered herself as best as she could, clinging to the windowsill with a tight grip. Her hands were reluctant to open up, but she knew that if she didn’t, then she would be stuck here forever. With a low groan, she forced her hands to let go and she fell down to the grass below. She landed with a heavy thud and she let out a muffled yelp as her ankle twisted underneath her. It was so painful that tears sprang to her eyes. She shifted, holding her ankle for a moment, hoping that it wasn’t broken. Taking a moment to catch her breath, Rose used the side of the house to push herself to her feet. She tested her wait on her injured foot and while it hurt, it wasn’t so painful that she couldn’t walk which made her sigh in relief. She had just sprained it. Now that she was on the ground, she looked around but saw much of the same. Using the wall to help her walk, she moved around the house, being careful of any windows and doors she encountered while she looked for some promised gate.

Sorry about the late response! This is admittedly a fairly obtuse club, I created it as a rather elaborate idea and don't think it ever really caught on. The main problem seeming to be that not as many people seemed interested in playing Blackmailers as I had expected. Consequently, it's fairly difficult to actually get any blackmailing going on. But, if you're still interested in participating, feel free to check out the where to start thread. If you would like to create a character, please create their bio in the Citizen Database and label them appropriately. If they are to be a Victim, then please send me an EcchiText with the filled out form from the Secrets thread. From there, your character can be set as a Victim and you can start roleplaying in Black City with them! Public roleplay within this club is the same as any other, but with the added catch that they have a secret they have to keep! You want to keep as few users from knowing your character's secret as possible. Other users can text your character via EcchiTexts which are treated in this club as text messages on your character's phone. They can do this to blackmail your character, revealing their knowledge of your character's secret(s), and blackmail them. From there, further texts can be used to provide instructions for your character to follow. They might involve humiliating themselves in front of others, turning a blind eye to bad things happening nearby, contributing to crimes, etc. Due to the private nature of this whole thing, you could even get away with a purely fictional blackmailer, but the main intended fun here is to interact with other users through this system. Anyway, if you have any further questions, please ask them! I hope this post helped you to understand the club a little better!

Location: Winter Flowers and the Winters Residence. Zack glared at the woman until she left. It was only then that he could feel himself relaxing a little. Still, the encounter rattled him and he really wanted to head home and have a drink. Several drinks. He glanced at the clock and saw that it was almost time to close up anyway, much to his relief. He didn’t think he could really continue his composure for much longer. He quickly moved around the counter and approached the front door, quickly locking it and turning the sign so that it read ‘closed’. He glanced out of the glass door to see the woman getting into her car. He watched her drive off with narrowed eyes before he turned and began to settle the shop for the night such as putting the flowers away and ensuring that they had enough water for the night as well as taking the cash register to Silvia so that she could count and put away the money in the safe for the night so he could deal with it in the morning. He brought down the metal grating behind the windows to help protect against thieves although in the years that he had owned the shop, they had never had any break ins. But then, who would rob a flower shop? He collected his purchases from this morning, before he took Silvia back home. As soon as they walked in through the door, Silvia disappeared upstairs to the master bedroom leaving him alone. He had expected to see Rose home and waiting for them, but she wasn’t. Unusually, their german shepherd was there to greet them. She rarely left him home alone on her days off, even though Shane was very capable of being alone for a while. He petted Shane, before checking through the house but didn’t see any sign of Rose. Figuring that she was out at the shops, somewhere she couldn’t take Shane or with friends, he decided to forget about it. He retired to his study and went on his computer, immediately opening up his bottle of whiskey and pouring himself a large glass. He needed at least a few drinks in him before he could stomach making dinner and eating it in stony silence, especially if Rose wasn’t there. He sent her a quick text, to ask where she was before putting his phone down on his desk and starting to peruse the internet for anything to distract him from his rather miserable life.

Hey there I just stumbled upon this Club and I do feel that it is really interesting I love having blackmail be part of my RPs mostly to get sexual means but I am unsure how this all works so if someone could guide me then that would be highly appreciated Again super excited to learn more about this site from people on here~

If you wish to create a character with a victim role, you can do so by following the instructions in the Citizen Database page! As for the victim role, your character will need at least one secret stored in Ghost's databases. You can do so using the form in the Secrets thread. I realize now this should probably be linked in the "Where do you start?" thread, I'll try to update that soon enough. You can submit the secret by sending an EcchiText to me with the form filled out and I'll have the database updated. If you have any more specific questions, feel free to ask away!

ah I see, I still don't entirely get the Pre RP set up for this club quite yet so im not sure what I should do to set up... assuming that was a offer to have your guy blackmail me?

With a simple nod and wave, Serenity stepped out of the store. The task was far from over, however. So many things could go wrong if he chose to be careless. She couldn't possibly warn him of the many things he could possibly do to tip Ghost off about exactly what's going on here, not that they weren't likely already suspicious. She already suspected her little hideout wouldn't be easy to protect. She would need to continue staking out the area until her guest would arrive. She wouldn't put it past Ghost to send Viper thugs to raid her room and plant bugs or something while she was out. So, she began to walk toward her car before stopping as a stranger, a man, began to walk by. She just stood at the entrance of the shop as the stranger walked away, causing her to grit her teeth. The stranger stopped and spoke out to her. "What are you looking at?" Serenity just shook her head. "Please mind your business and carry on," She honestly had no idea whether or not she should be suspicious. There was no reason to suspect this stranger of being any sort of villain, yet there were at least a dozen ways she could imagine the entire case being jeopardized had she elected to ignore his presence. With a scoff, the man continued walking forward, leaving Serenity alone. Worst case scenario, she'd only just embarrassed herself with an awkward encounter, something she had grown used to. Best case scenario, she'd just saved her own life with careful observation. But she had to start making progress on this case, this paranoia would drive her insane if it continued... Quickly, she approached her car, checked to make sure nobody was inside, climbed in, and drove off in the opposite direction the man was walking. She needed to make her way to the motel and ensure the coast was clear.

For a moment, Halie paused at the door, her hand resting on the knob as she looked over at Rose, noticing her eyes glance briefly at the window. It was clear what she was thinking. The window was indeed unlocked, but Anhara wouldn't be foolish enough to leave her alone in a room so easily escapable. "Please... Don't try to escape. Anhara will catch you. You'll end up like the others. It's stupid to try." With that final warning lingering in the air, Halie twisted the knob open and stepped outside, leaving Rose alone in the room. The time she'd spend outside would be more than enough time for Rose to exit through the window as she resolved to do, however the window only overlooked the backyard which was surrounded by tall fencing that would be impossible for her to climb. The only way out from there would be through brute force or unlocking the gate leading to the front yard. Even still, staying put as told meant Rose would continue to be tormented further, and if she never chose to take any risks, this would be the rest of her life. Yet getting caught trying to escape would lead to her torment being far harsher... As Halie stepped out into the hallway and took a deep breath, she couldn't find her father anywhere in the house. Of course, he had said that he would be busy for a while... did he go somewhere? She took a peak out into the garage to find that the van was still there. Some time had passed since she'd last seen her daddy, so she didn't really know what he was doing at the moment. The last place she thought to look was in the backyard, but the moment her eyes rested on the shed out there, she could feel her body freeze up. "Th-that's right... daddy's... daddy's busy..." She took a step away from the backdoor before turning her back to it. "No, I don't want to go in there, daddy told me not to. And I don't know what's in there. I've never been in there. I don't know..." She shook her head and dug her phone out of her pocket. "Shut up," she said aloud to herself. "Shut up, Anhara, he doesn't want me to go there." Lifting her phone to her ear, Halie gave a call to her father. "Daddy...? I need you. Anhara's playing tricks on me again... She's different from me, right, daddy? I didn't do those things, right?" She paused for several moments, listening to the voice on the other side of the line. Her voice was shaky like a whiny child, sniffling between tears. "Uh-huh... Uh-huh... I-I thought so... Daddy, I just... huh? O-okay, daddy... Yes, she's in our room... mm-hmm..." A soft blush spread across her cheeks after another pause. "O-oh... y-yes daddy! Okay!" After hanging up the phone, her face turned even redder as she slowly stood up and started making her way back toward her room, her mood suddenly shifting slightly.

Location: Winter Flowers The moment the two notes were placed in his hand, Zack drew his hand back to put distance between them. He said nothing in response, choosing to remain quiet. He knew that if he spoke, he would quite likely say something that he would regret. The last thing he wanted was for Silvia to overhear him cussing out a customer, or for a customer to come in at the wrong moment and see him losing his temper. With quick movements he placed the money into the register, shutting the drawer perhaps a little harder than he should. When she told him to keep his secret, he gave her a rather unimpressed blank look. He crossed his arms over his chest before saying, “Sure. Whatever.” He watched as she seemed to be scanning the shop as if trying to spot something. He didn’t know what the hell she was looking for and frankly, he didn’t care. He just wanted her out of his shop as soon as possible so he told her, “Your flowers will be delivered. Have a nice day.” He snapped his mouth shut against the other words that wanted to escape. He then stood and stared at her, waiting for her to leave.

The moment Halie told her where the bathroom was, Rose took a step towards the door but froze when she started talking again. She shifted her head, watching Halie out of the corner of her eye. Her words were rambling and all over the place but she caught the warning loud and clear. To not try and escape. To hell with that! She didn’t want to stay here with any of these damn monsters. If she could get away, she would take the chance. She turned her head further and looked at Halie as she stared down at the floor. The sight of the hollow gaze caused a chill to creep up her spine and forced her to look away once again. She swallowed again, trying to force back the bile that was trying to make its way up her throat. She watched Halie out of the corner of her eye as the other girl rose and started walking towards the bedroom door. Rose drew back, putting further distance between them as she watched the girl shuffling to the door, muttering under her breath. The words made no sense to Rose. This girl thinks that the man that had… violently touched her not long ago, loved her and would protect her. Just how insane was this girl? Rose knew that staying here any longer would not be very good. She glanced towards the window, hoping that it wasn’t locked or could be easily unlocked. Rose looked back towards Halie and resolved to try and leave through the window when she had left to speak to her ‘father’.

I only have one character that can be a blackmailer. He's currently a onlooker but he can be either a victim, or blackmailer. He is a little busy at the moment with Aura's character though, but otherwise he is free for other plots.

hey now that the clubs been having a little bit of activity lately I have been considering making a victom/start getting blackmailed... but Im unsure if anyone is actively interested in starting any "new" threads... so uh... if anyone is interested Ill start going through the process of making a character

"The bathroom is down the hall and to the left..." Halie sighed to herself. "The truth is," she slowly started to pull her shirt back on to cover her scars again. "You're probably not going to stay here long. Everyone always leaves... That's okay, I understand, everyone says I'm scary or gross... But I'll leave you alone. Honestly and truly, I will..." She let out a sigh. "I won't stop you if you want to go, but I can't promise you'll be successful. Daddy or Anhara will probably stop you. Anhara obsesses over her friends." She shook her head, clenching her fists tightly around her upper arms. "You don't want to be caught running away by her, I promise. So please don't try..." She just looked down in front of her with a thousand-yard stare, as if seeing hundreds of ghosts at once and freezing up. She began muttering softly to herself as several dark thoughts weighed down on her. "It's not me, it's not me, I promise it's not me, it can't be me, daddy says it's not and it can't be, it's not me I don't do that..." There was no telling what was going on in her mind, but it was clear just how unhinged she really was. Slowly, she rose to her feet, as if in some sort of daze. "Um... so, the bathroom is... yeah, I... I want to go talk to daddy..." Slowly, Halie dragged her feet like a zombie toward the door, continuing to mutter to herself. "It doesn't make sense, it's not me, why would I do any of that? It's stupid, I could never, I hate the person that did those things! Anhara, it's all her! I hate her! Daddy will tell me again, he'll tell me that it's all Anhara again and he'll make me feel better and he'll protect me... yeah... daddy will protect me. He loves me... He... He wants me to be happy and he'll make me happy again!"

Serenity could only feel so bad for Zack. At the end of the day, he was the sort of lowlife she had no interest sympathizing with. And yet, he would be incredibly useful to her and his compliance with her investigation was certainly in both of their best interest if he knew what was best for him. Not just because of the secrets she could spill, but moreso because of the secrets he needs to know. If her investigation went smoothly, he could never be blackmailed over the same thing again. Otherwise... Serenity smiled and reached into her bag, pulling out a small wallet and counting out a $20 and $10 bill. She placed the bills in Zack's extended hand toward her. "That should cover the tax as well. You can keep the change. Thank you." She wanted to say more, truly. She wanted to lean in and tell Zack exactly what this was about, she knew she'd have his compliance if she had been openly honest about what was going on. But there was just one major obstacle preventing her from doing just that. Under the circumstances, she'd handled the situation about as well as she could. While she was certain her little meeting with Zack wasn't going to benefit his mood in any way, he'd certainly appreciate the message once it came time. "I'll be waiting for your delivery." Her smile faded as she slowly turned away from Zack, eyes scanning the room for anything that might seem out of place. "And I highly request you to keep this a secret for now. We wouldn't want to ruin the surprise, after all." If her theory was correct, this should go off without a hitch. Zack's arrival at the destination would be disguised as a delivery of flowers, they could exchange information in the privacy of her room, and they'd both be on their merry way. She could only hope her actions hadn't been too suspicious up to this point. If the other police were to look into her right now, things would go south fast...

Location: Winter Flowers Zack watched as the woman leaned forward and he almost gave into the urge to lean back and away from her. His eyes widened slightly at her implicit threat. This bitch was seriously resorting to blackmail? He knew that if she did report it, it would come out that he fucked prostitutes and any hope of reviving his dying marriage would be completely gone. Silvia hated nothing more than a liar and a cheat, and he would be exposed as both. He gritted his teeth, clamping down on the urge to punch this woman in the face. It was a strange feeling to want to hurt someone like that, as he wasn’t often prone to such violent urges but this woman was backing him into a corner and not allowing him any room to maneuver out. But then, if she was some kind of private detective, she wouldn’t be beholden to typical regulations. He didn’t respond, as he contented himself with throwing a venomous glare in her direction as she pulled back and asked her question. “... upfront.” Zack told her in a tight voice. It wasn’t strictly true for small orders like this, as they could take the money after the delivery. But her manner, and the implied threat that she would throw him to the wolves at the police station, caused him to be very distrustful of her. He then held out his hand in a silent demand for the money.

When she was released, Rose flinched back as she put distance between herself and the other girl. When she looked up, she saw the building anger in the other girls eyes and flinched away. As the girl ranted, Rose didn’t pay too much attention to the words spoken. Instead, the way that Anhara’s voice progressively got louder until she was shouting, caused her to panic. She glanced at the door, praying to the Lord that the horrible man would not return, angry at her for upsetting his supposed daughter. Rose found herself pressed against the headboard, her arms wrapped around herself as she trembled in fear and anxiety. Her lower lip trembled as Anhara continued on her rambling rant. The words made little sense to Rose. She spoke as if this ‘Halie’ and Anhara were two completely different people. But to her, there was no distinction. They were one and the same. Wary eyes watched the other girl as she stood up and walked over to the window. Once again, she glanced at the door, the terrified thought of the man coming into the room at the very forefront of her mind. She looked back at the other woman now that she was speaking softly, once again talking about herself as if she was a completely different person, warning her that ‘Anhara’ was very dangerous. She already knew that but the talk about her loving Anhara… that was never going to happen. Rose did not like hating people but this girl… this girl was someone that she hated. A part of her hoped, that if she was unable to get away, she would prefer to die and be delivered upon the Lord so that she was free from this place, and these devil worshippers. As the girl reached down and slowly lifted her top, Rose covered her eyes as she didn’t want to see the other girl stripping herself. After a moment she peaked to see if Anhara had covered herself again however she was then shocked at what appeared to be a tattoo across her torso. But after a shocked moment of staring at it, she began to realise that it was an intricate pattern of scars. It was both beautiful and sick. Her eyes were then drawn to the signature that was slashed across the girl's chest. The sight of it made her stomach churn and her sapphire eyes grew wide. Her mother watered a little, and she tried to swallow in a convulsive manner. Finally, she asked in a small voice, “Where’s the bathroom? I’m going to be sick.”

Serenity could tell that Zack was still skeptical. His face said it all. "Let me just add one thing." She volunteered, taking a bit of a risk, but it was one she felt was necessary to guarantee his participation. She couldn't have this man ignore her warning. She leaned forward and whispered. "It is my duty as an officer to report you both, but I don't have to. They have no usable evidence that I know anything. But I do. I don't have any interest in doing so, but you'll leave me with no choice if you don't comply. If you must know, I'm working on a much bigger case and I need every bit of help I can get to get to the bottom of it." With those words, she leaned back with a sigh. "So, $25? That's affordable. I'll be sure to offer a tip for the service on such short notice. Thank you kindly." She spoke in a friendly manner once again, offering a bow of gratitude. "My friend will certainly appreciate the flowers as well. Shall I pay you upfront, or after delivery?"

As Halie felt the young lady tense up in her arms, she was unsurprised, but only grew more distressed. She herself began to tense up, expecting some sort of hit or scream. It was the only two ways people ever responded to her loving embrace. She was ugly and repulsive. Nobody would like her. Anhara was the pretty one, the cute one, the one everybody loves and adores. Nobody would suspect the sweet princess would ever do anything wrong. It was always the ugly, unwanted twin that was the evil one. That's what everyone thought. And the words that followed from Rose's following words only added more evidence onto that pile, though she was surprised by the quietness, the hatred and disgust wasn't disguised at all. Halie clenched her fists again and released her hug from the girl. She tried to hold her anger back, but that only caused tears to fall from her eyes. "You're just like everyone else. Nobody believes me, everybody just looks at me like I'm crazy! Like I'm obviously wrong! Nobody ever tells me why they just tell me a bunch of lies! They keep trying to trick me! Does Anhara make you do this!? I hate it! It's not funny!" As she continued to spout, her soft-spoken voice progressively elevated in volume. "I didn't bring you here! I didn't take you away! That was her! I didn't even meet you until now! How could it possibly be me!? Anhara does so many evil things and I always get blamed for them! Daddy says it's all just because she's better at making friends than I am, but then why do all the 'friends' she brings home always hate me and love her so much!? W-well fine! I don't care! Go play with Anhara! I don't even need any friends! I'll be just fine on my own! I have daddy! He's the only one who loves me anyway. Everybody else is only nice to me when daddy or Anhara makes them!" By the time she was finished speaking, her voice had reached a shout before she took several deep breaths and stood up, walking over to the window. "But... don't say I didn't warn you. Anhara is dangerous... I swear, she's a demon sent to torment me with this endless cycle... Daddy hates it when I say that but it's true! And she'll kill you!" As she said that, she turned back to look at Rose, now with a look of pity on her face as she shook her head. "But of course you won't believe me. Like everyone else, you'll love her until it's too late and she kills you and makes your body ugly like mine..." There was one last thing she could try to maybe convince this girl. Like all her pleas, it never worked, it only scared them more. It made her even more repulsive. It always scared them right into the arms of Anhara. But, there was a chance it could convince her of the truth. So... Halie reached down and slowly lifted her top off in a move that might have startled Rose. But what was likely far more than startling was what lied underneath. Hidden underneath her shirt was an intricate design of flowers and thorned vines that almost looked like they were ensnaring her hips. The vines wrapped around a fairly detailed gate. Anyone would see these white markings and immediately assume it was a tattoo. But on closer inspection, you'd find the markings are raised over her otherwise smooth skin and that they mask several bruises and cuts that seem to blend in. It's after looking at the design for a while that one would come to realize this intricate tattoo wasn't made by ink, but by her own scars. This design was carved into her body by an admittedly talented artist, and it was done a long time ago. An artist having put so much work into a piece like this would surely have signed it. And as she lifted her shirt over her chest, one would be able to see that very signature, proudly boasted across the top of her chest. A N H A R A The letters were crudely slashed across her chest in a manner that seemed to contrast harshly with the dainty artist's touch of the rest of the work. "This is what Anhara did to me. I remember every moment of pain... She kept me awake the whole time. I could never forget, I could never misremember it. She. Did it to me." she shook her head, still fighting her tears. "Please believe me, no human could do this to herself... It was Anhara. She did this. She tore my body apart to make me ugly. Don't get scared, don't run away, please... Everyone does! I know I'm hideous, I know nobody could ever love me like this, but I'm not a villain! I-I just need someone to believe me...! I wouldn't want this to happen to anybody else!"

Participants: Rose Winter ( @Neptune ), Halie Rowe/Anhara Pierce, and Kurtis Pierce ( @Aura ) Description: After a casual conversation between Anhara and Rose in which the two seemed to hit it off quite well as friends, things rapidly turned for the worse when Rose made the mistake of inviting the self-proclaimed demon into her home. With the threat of bringing harm to Rose and her dog, Anhara has the girl detained. Now, the two girls await the arrival of Anhara's father... -x-x-x-x-x-x-x- This feeling was unmatched by any other. It was always the most exhilarating part. The moment when the poor little doll finally realizes just how hopeless she really is. It was such a delicious point. It was especially satisfying for particularly frustrating victims. The spoiled brats who keep going on and on about how their daddy will do this and that for them, as if their 'daddies' were any better than their new one. The very idea that anyone could compare the two was simply despicable. But Rose was so different than the others. She was easy, but not too easy. She put up a fight and Anhara actually had to put some effort into setting up her little checkmate. But now she was here, just laying there, defeated. They never played along just yet. She wasn't broken yet, though. She could see it in her eyes. She was remaining motionless as an act of rebellion. Anhara didn't mind, however. It wasn't an uncommon reaction, especially for particularly timid girls like her. It wouldn't take long for her to learn her place or to simply be given a new purpose. Although, Anhara really didn't want Rose to simply go to waste like so many of her other victims. No, she had a special attraction to this one. She was her favorite, though she couldn't quite put her finger on why. Rose was just so alluring, so captivating. Though her eyes were full of life, there was a distant emptiness inside them... perhaps that was what captivated her. Maybe this girl has a little demon inside her just waiting to be rebirthed as well. Ooh, she was going to show this darling such beauty of her daddy's love! As she was lost in thought, Rose handed the phone back to her. Anhara lifted her hand from Rose's thigh to accept the phone with the same sinister grin spread across her cheeks. This time, the phone was not on speaker, so Rose couldn't quite make out exactly what the man was saying. The entire conversation, she kept a close watch on Rose to ensure she didn't try anything stupid and her weight on Rose's chest hadn't lifted in the slightest. "Yes daddy~?" "Oh, daddy, you always say that!" "But daddy... just one more? Please? I promise I won't break this one..." "Oh, daddy, you know you'll always own every fiber of my being~" "O-oh, daddy... st-stop it, I'm getting all happy now..." As she spoke, Anhara's hips began to roll, grinding against Rose's body. She was beginning to blush and even sweat slightly. Her breathing was hotter and heavier. "D-daddy, you're embarrassing me... Can you hurry up and get here?" "Can I ride in your lap~?" "I love you, daddy~" She giggled in excitement before finally hanging up and turning her attention back to her prize. "Isn't daddy just the best? Dammit, he's gotten me all riled up now but he's not here to play... I hate when he does that!" Though her words seemed contradictory, her tone made it clear that it was almost like a sort of inside joke between the two. "Tell me, are you excited to meet him? He's gonna show you a whole new world~" Anhara giggled again as her fingers traced Rose's lips. "Do you wanna know what he told me~?"

Throughout the streets of Black City, no passerby would think it was anything other than a typical city. Some areas were run-down while others were quite well-kempt. Some areas were busy and bustling, others were quiet and peaceful. Some people looked bright, friendly and cheerful while others looked grim, distant and stressed. But just how many of those friendly, cheerful faces showed their true feelings? How many of those quiet places were really as peaceful as they seemed on the surface? Just what dirt and filth lined the insides of those well-kempt areas? From early morning to the middle of the night, the city never sleeps. For better or for worse, there is always something happening. Things that some people may prefer be kept hidden, people who will go to great lengths to keep those secrets hidden. And then there are the people on the opposite end of the spectrum. People who would gladly take advantage of that desperation to milk their targets for every inch they can, whether it be for personal gain or just twisted pleasure. What the public doesn't know, however, is that the world they see is nothing but a puppet show. For as long as anyone can remember, the city has had its fair share of problems. Many complaints go ignored, yet, even stranger, protests and riots are quashed suspiciously quickly. Many citizens are quite fed up with the way the city is run and yet few seem to take action. How long has this lasted? How long will it continue? For better or worse, the more people who look into this mystery, the more people will slowly begin to uncover the truth. However, perhaps that's a truth that's best left covered...

The Crooked Saloon This is where most Out of Character discussion involving Black City will take place. Remember, out of character communication is crucial for this roleplay more so than any others. If you are new to Black City, or roleplaying through RP clubs in general, this is the perfect place to get to know some of your fellow roleplayers before jumping right in. If you have a character ready to go but don't know what to do with them, feel free to make a post here as well to find anyone who may be interested in playing with them! Any blackmail relationships and commands must be discussed either here or in private (Ecchitexts, Ecchichat, Discord, etc.) before they are to be accepted as canon. Note: Unprovoked leaking of any characters' secrets is against the rules! Even here! Only a character's owner may decide to leak their character's secrets.