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  2. Neptune

    rp: ooc The Bunker

    First off; you join the Discord by going to the Account Settings. You link your account to it and it automatically joins you to the Discord. But yes! We do allow characters into the gang. I've already got one Character in the gang, as does @Kalvoras Vertal. Although at the moment I am waiting on a post from him because I've already put Kane on the scene in this post here (At the bottom part). But the two characters will be arriving in Taiom soon. Now you can have her part of the gang from the offset, or join them?
  3. Ice Queen

    rp: ooc The Bunker

    Okay so I was thinking, could I make Annie apart of Kings' Raiders instead? I just noticed ya'll are allowing people in it, I didn't see that part when I was initially reading. And there doesn't seem to be too many inside of it player-character wise. She would make for a good scavenger. Also, how do I join Ecchidreams Discord?
  4. Imouto Kanna

    Imouto Kanna

    FYI I have a decent amount of things going on in my life right now so my priorities are all over the place. I'll try to be good about responding to my ongoing RPs in a timely fashion but please be patient with me. ❤️ 

    1. ForgottenSin

      ForgottenSin

      ^~^ Will do 

  5. Imouto Kanna

    Imouto Kanna

    You shouldn't stare at your Oneechan like that..
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  6. The great Demon ended up copying her seating arrangement! It helped to relax her. He'd calmed down quite a bit! Perhaps he really wasn't so bad. Maybe, just maybe, she wouldn't be eaten today! Unfortunately he knew not where she was. Still, she was thankful regardless. At least he told her the truth! "I see. I wonder what trouble she's getting me into now" she pondered aloud. Her two small tails drifted around, settling within her lap. Of course she was nervous, and when she was nervous she'd often pet her tails! And so she did just that! "E-eek!" Hands clenched tightly against her robes, squeezing them closed while she lowered her head further still! In fact her forehead even managed to smack against the floor on accident! Still, she dare not sit up! "I'm s-sorry sir! Please forgive me for my poor state of dress! I w-was sleeping when she took over, I think! I m-mean these are my night clothes! I apologize if I've offended you! I-is there anything I can do to repay you?" Please don't eat me!
  7. The supposudely would be demon was openely stunned by Rin's respect. Although he rarely interacted with people, when he did their responses varied from outright fear and confusion to ignorant arrogance. This was a breath of fresh air for Mimun. Quite literally too. He felt relief ease off his form and the pressure he had once exerted disappated into the faintest of breezes. Mimun took in a deep, relaxed breath and sighed. Warmed by Rin's demeanor Mimun brought himself to match Rin, taking himself down onto his knees in a similar fashion with hands flatly pressed against the fur that covered them. "I have not sat like this with someone in a very long time, you have my thanks," he said with a small bow of his head. As Mimun brought his head back up he was greeted with the lovely surprise of Rin's chest! Too cute! "But unfortunately I am not sure where "it" is that you are, assuming that you're asking for a name? I'm not very good with names of places, they change so much, ya know?" Mimun, despite his ever reddening face, was doing his best to be polite and act like he didn't just see tha-Again?! "For crying out loud lady! Do you need some clothes or what?!" Mimun quickly averted his eyes, looking up and away into a corner. "I will seriously make you some new damn clothes, free of charge! Do you. Need. New clothes." Mimun asked awkwardly as his hand tapped his knee over-an-over.
  8. Her little heart drummed rapidly within her chest. It was a massive Demon! But then he did end up answering one of her questions. He even said that he was here to help not only her but also the one called Ren! She honestly didn't know what to think about that. Ren was not a nice person. Nor could she really honestly be trusted. But maybe the Demon was just nice to everyone? When the creature closed in towards her Rin let loose a hushed yip of surprise, hands clasping together against her chest! She forgot to breathe, remaining absolutely still. Thankfully he reminded her of the fact. After drawing in a few quick breaths she started to relax just a little bit, prompting her trembling form to nearly still! However it still shook just a slight bit. After all Mimun was scary and she knew not where she was. "I'm R-rin" she squeaked out, however she also tried her best to sit up on her knees like a proper princess. Amber eyes drifted upwards, looking over the mighty Lucky's form. He was massive! And also very muscular! Clearly he was very powerful. After a few moments of looking on in awe she finally remembered her place, lowering her body forward in a slight bow. "It is nice to meet you. M-may I please know where I am? I can't remember how I got here. I think Ren took me again." Right. Her robes! They were hanging a little loosely, even offering glimpses to her mostly flat chest! She really only had faint lumps of fat where something was at least starting to develop, and while she did also clearly have nipples they were a light enough shade of pink that they nearly blended into the rest of her pale body. After a brief moment her hands quickly shot up to adjust her clothes, tightening her sash before they returned to her lap!
  9. This was becoming somewhat uncharted territory for the Jinn. His experience with sealed entities and sealed magic, while deep and extensive, had essentially developed within a temporal vacuum, lost to time. He was able to do his best to deduce the exact nature of the seal but he couldn't be too sure without actually testing his hypotheses. What he did know was that sealed away entities, if they were still conscious when switching between forms, were still conscious just not in direct control. If this was still the case, Mimun would have to be careful about what he said or asked. "I am Mimun, but you can call me Lucky," the horned giant cooed. "I'm a helper of sorts and I'm here to help you and the person in that body out." Although Mimun had agreed to meeting with Rin he had no intention of taking advantage of her. She was not vile nor did she, as for as Mimun could tell so far, deny anyone their autonomy so there was no reason to do the same to her. Mimun was capricious, yes, but he had an ethical compass he rarely deviated from. Instead, he would do his best to garner information from this other person that he may not have recieved so openly from the nine-tailed fox. Something about her seemed slimy. . .but then again she had plenty in common with Mimun. Maybe that was the issue? Mimun would have to do some soul searching on that subject another time though, he needed to focus. Mimun crouched down but did not dare approach the shrinking girl. The difference between his demeanor towards her was distinct compared to his towards Ren. Unlike before his features were gentle now with a browe raised in concern. This poor thing was simply ignorant and confused so Mimun had nothing but pity and curiosity for her. "Exciting yourself won't make this any easier so take a moment to breath."
  10. A sharp toothed grin stretched across the fox's face. Did she hate Rin? No. Rin was just a naive, scared little girl. But Ren had no love for her either. Not since she'd forsaken her power. She certainly held no love for the girl's father. This really was his fault. Ultimately that had sealed Rin's fate in her eyes. And so giving Rin over to a Djinn in order to appease it drew no hesitation on Ren's end. She felt more in common with Mimun than she did with Rin. After all, surely the Djinn shared no love with his vessel. Why should she? And it wasn't as though she couldn't regain control, especially if others took advantage of the poor girl. It would easily weaken her mind enough for the nine-tails to take over. Pushing herself from her seat, Ren took a few steps over towards the door leading to the chamber. It was carefully shut so as not to make any noise. One hand dragged across the surface, leaving behind a set of runes. A simple sealing spell laid atop a sound dampening spell. "I'm sure you could break this yourself. I shall see you later Mimun. It was a pleasure meeting you. Now enjoy to your heart's content." The nine fluffy tails coiled around her form, growing larger and larger until they covered her like a cocoon! Suddenly they turned into thin silken bands, drifting towards the floor to reveal a slightly similar figure! This one was shorter, topping out at around four and a half feet if one included her snowy fox ears. In fact her hair was still white and her eyes nearly the same, although they were closer to an amber gold. Missing were the fancy clothes, the red around her eyes, the marking atop her forehead, even most of her tails! She in fact only had two. A thin white yukata was worn beneath a heavier red set of robes. For the moment she lay on the floor, curled up. Eyes fluttered as she awoke from her daze, slowly sitting up. The heavy fabrics slid down on one side, revealing a pale dainty shoulder. However once she noticed the mighty Djinn the fox girl's eyes widened, one hand fixing her clothes while she scooted swiftly back against a corner, trembling in fear! "W-where am I? Who are you?"
  11. "Ara ara, sealing systems sure have changed over the years. . ." Mimun muttered as he nodded to himself. The eyes of the Jinn was more than familiar with sealing magic, considering he had spent the better part of a few thousand years picking and poking at one of the most advanced seals ever created. But for him, from when he was from, sealing magic locked an entity away entirely within its vessel. If it ever did break out, it never took on it's own fully unique form, unlike Ren. But Ren's offer abruptly pulled Mimun from his pondering. "Eh?! Have my w-..my way?!" Mimun recoiled at such a dastardly offer, although his face was much more red than it was before. While any Jinn would have their curiosity peaked they simply could not subvert another's physical autonomy, at least not directly or without very good reason. However. . .Mimun being stopped in his tracks like that did give him the needed time to reconsider some things. Mimun spoke firmly and with a sheepish grin. "Absolutely." Though his face was still red.
  12. Daedrin looked up when Izanagi spoke, letting him know that if there was something bothering him, he was willing to listen. He watched with dark red eyes as the man settled himself to sleep in his own bed. He felt a little bad at keeping the trouble a secret from Izanagi, but he couldn’t risk talking about it. Not where it could hear him. The moment it was aware that they knew about it, it would attack and eliminate them so that they didn’t spread the word further. It was the way that they loved to operate in secret, out of the thoughts and minds of those that they were stalking. He stood back up and moved a little way away from the camp, staring off into the pitch blackness of the night. Daedrin opened his mind up, lightly touching the minds of the creatures around them as he looked out for any signs of trouble. He even brushed lightly against Izanagi’s mind, but not enough for him to be aware. It was to confirm that he was deeply asleep. When he was sure that his friend was, he moved away from the camp and the watchful eyes of the Harvester. He slipped behind a rock, pressing one hand against the cool surface, feeling the coolness through the material of his glove. He reached up and took hold of the golden chain around his throat before tugging on it to pull it out from underneath his clothes. It pulled out a pendant, that was primarily gold in colour. However there was the design of a tribal dragon made of what appeared to be black gold. It was curled up around what looked like a star, made from a purple gold. He gripped the pendant in his hand and closed his eyes as he muttered, “My Lord, He of Life and Soul. Please hear my pleas, for I am in need of your help.” He fell silent for several moments before he opened his eyes again to find someone standing in front of him. The figure was tall, far taller than he was. At least eight and a half feet tall. They were wearing a heavy deep purple cloak with a hood pulled up to hide their face. The hood was far down enough that the same symbol on Daedrin’s necklace was visible on the hood. A deep voice emerged from the hood, the sound like silk, “What is it, son?” Daedrin pressed his hand to his chest above his heart before be bowed deeply. When he straightened, he said, “Father. I need your help. We have a Cloaked Harvester following us, and I fear that it will cause trouble for us.” The figure was silent for a moment before saying, “I will see to it. Return to your camp.” Daedrin bowed his head and obediently turned and returned to the campfire. The sensation that he was being watched returned, which confirmed to him that it was Izanagi that the hidden enemy was interested in. When he got close enough, he turned and sat back down, crossing his legs as he waited patiently, his body tensed. Several long minutes passed with nothing happening. The screech of an owl pierced the silence before falling silent once again. There was a suddenly flare of energy, powerful and potent off to the right of where their camp was. Daedrin turned his head in its direction but he couldn’t see anything. But those watchful eyes seemed to leave him, causing his muscles to relax and his stomach unclench. However he jumped a little as there was a flare of purple light, with a loud wooshing sound before there was a loud scream that pierced the night. He jumped to his feet, his mind reaching out, ‘My Lord?’ He asked. ‘It is dealt with.’ The deep voice said, before Daedrin felt his presence vanish. He remained standing where he was for a moment before he turned and looked at Izanagi, sure that the scream had woken him up.
  13. Soft. Hot. A pleasant sensation. Of course she knew that he probably wouldn't feel her body as she did his. This was an illusion cast from his side. But it was the gesture that really counted. She really did share sympathy with the Djinn. Their situations were not terribly different. Her hand retreated when the Djinn started to more closely inspect her form. In fact it returned to brushing over her tail. She did enjoy the compliments at least, smiling as the mighty being lingered over her. He also had some fair ideas as well. "If I am freed then this will be my primary form, just as it is now. Let's just say that her form is less appealing to most. Not ugly, simply less developed. I would not mind if she held her own vessel. A golem, as you stated. It is a very good idea." Perhaps she could mess with the little twerp. An idea came to mind which might have even appeased to the Djinn! "I suppose I could temporarily return control to her. You could see for yourself what she is like. Perhaps you might even fancy her enough to keep her for yourself once she is separated? I'll even admit that she is a little cute. While she is out you could even have your own fun with her. Although I suppose it would be less diminished in this current instance."
  14. Location: Town of Kalath. Luna shrugged once. She was fairly certain that Dragons still lived! After all Rayvenne seemed to think so and the bunny trusted her completely! Besides, she just held onto too much hope that they still existed. It would've been sad to learn that they'd all died out. "I like to give all things a chance to be good first! It just seems to be the right thing to do, you know?" Now the girl plead directly to Rayvenne! Of course it made sense. Luna too was requesting her companion's thoughts on the matter! After all wasn't that something friends did? They could probably trust this girl too! She didn't even want much out of it! It was reasonable for her to share the profits of their hunts! As it turned out Rayvenne was fine with it! There was a brief warning of course but it was entirely understandable given all things. And so with a grin Luna flashed the girl a thumbs up! Thats all she needed to hear! "Then welcome aboard!"
  15. For Ren her caress felt as it should; surprisingly soft skin that was almost hot to the touch. But for Mimun he felt next to nothing. For him, projecting his consciousness was similar to a human monks astral protection, in that it was akin to being in a dream. In Mimun's eyes the world he was experiencing felt like it was under water. Murky, cold and heavy. It was only natural that a part of Mimun wished he could have felt Ren's touch but, he remained still. "Hm. . .that explains a lot." Mimun brought a finger from his raised hand to his now pursed lips. "You sure you'd want to get rid of such a nice vessel?" He had stepped to the side of Ren and was bent almost completely over to the other side, giving himself an unorthodox angle. "Why not just get rid of the other one in there? If you're feeling bad about that you just make a golem to move her soul into." At this point Mimun was moving from one side to another of Ren, one moment crouched as low to the ground as his knees would allow him to look up at Ren and the next he was practically on top of her giving himself a close up. "Hell, it could even look the same. No one would be the wiser save you and I," he added with a wink.
  16. Matty

    Matty

     so so like. Mla format is cool. And apa is neat. But where tf is my html format huh?? Why cant I just hyperlink my sources into my embedded citations hm??? Come tf on ya'll its the 21st century smh

  17. Did he just refer to me as an ant? Djinn were powerful creatures. Of that there was no doubt. But she was quite confident in her own abilities as well! And yet he dare compare her to such a pitiful creature? Still, she wouldn't allow it to fluster her. No matter. If he was going to underestimate her then so be it. Petty squabbles would not achieve the goal she'd set out for. "I do not think that I have made my own intentions clear. That is my fault." A hand finally removed itself from her tail, reaching out to softly drag tiny claws against the Djinn's cheek. A caress, really. "While you might be confined to a lamp, I too am confined to a vessel. A creature. My other half. It is timid and weak and desires not the power I offer it. Instead it seeks to imprison me. Being confined within it limits my abilities. Just as you desire freedom from your vessel I too desire it from my own. I have the power required to rule over my kingdom, perhaps even the entire world itself. But I need to be free from my prison. If you assist me with that then I shall do the same for you."
  18. Location: Along with Ageon River, North of Rosayia Forest. Rowan chuckled at Natia’s suggestions of a nickname. He felt an impression of a mild indignation and amusement from Baellator as the huge beast continued to move at a brisk trot before speeding up into a rolling canter that would easily eat up the miles before them and allow them to reach the nearby town, perhaps by mid-day. Rowan caught more impressions from Baellator, almost like flashes of understanding. With his ear still close to her ear, he said, “The name amuses him, but he prefers his full name. It means ‘The Mighty Protectorate’. The name Bael would simply mean ‘The Mighty’ to him. So cute it may be, I think it takes away from the full meaning of his name, which is quite important to him.” Rowan said, trying to explain what Baellator had tried to show him. He then said, “I believe Baellator is what we would call a War Horse, but he doesn’t see himself like that. He sees himself as a protector, a defender of those that cannot. He’s quite prideful in that regard. I think that’s why he was so eager to jump in and help us; because he wanted to protect us from the Hounds.” His arm tightly wrapped around her waist, keeping her close to him as the other gripped the dark fur of his mane. The canter was a little uncomfortable due to the lack of a saddle to cushion the bouncing, however he knew it was the quickest way to get to the next town. He knew it was going to be a nervous experience for Natia, but he would do what he could to ensure that she was comfortable. Location: Town of Kalath Rayvenne froze when attention was suddenly brought to her by Luna who insisted that she had a hand in the decision of letting this complete stranger come along on their journey. Slowly, she picked up the last piece of her bread and tore it in half to scoop some of the remains of her soup from the bottom of her bowl as she let out a sigh. She raised the bread a little, before it lowered slightly as she rested her elbow on the table as her dark eyes shifted back over to the other two. They actually looked like an odd pair, and yet there was a tentative friendliness between them as they seemed quite eager to talk of adventures with one another. After a few moments she said, “If Luna thinks it’s alright that you come along, then that’s fine with me.” He eyes continued to bore down into the stranger, “But I warn you; you try anything foolish towards Luna or myself, I will not hesitate to deal with you.” She paused to make sure her words sunk in before she then added, “If you have no intention of doing anything like that, then you shouldn’t have to worry.” She turned her attention back to her food once again and asked, “My name is Rayvenne. Freelance Monster Hunter. What is your name, stranger?” She then took a bite of her bread and chewed on the soup soaked loaf as she waited for an answer. Rayvenne hoped that the stranger took her promise seriously. It would be massive headache if she decided to try and stab them in the back later. Due to her small size, and the fact that she was a woman, people often underestimated Rayvenne. While at first it was amusing to prove them wrong, it had long become tiresome.
  19. "Heh." Mimun's face crinkled up into a crooked grin, a confused mixture of pleased and bothered. "I am known as Mimun. . .That means 'Lucky'," he added, as though assuming the fox had little knowledge of Jinn's. At first it pleased Mimun to no end the respect Ren had suddenly shown Mimun and, for a moment, he thought he had encountered a material being of some sensibility for once but his mood was quick to sour as her words became back handed to his ears. What was a sincere apology divulged into what Mimun took as a lecture and he was quick to notice. What was most notorious to Mimun was how Ren had grouped the two together, as though they were on the same level. That bothered Mimun to his core. But before he let that get the better of him, ever aware of his nature, Mimun let out a heavy sigh and leaned back into himself. "You speak like someone with knowledge, if so then you ought to know that the scurrying of ants is meaningless to the Jinn," Mimun's eyes stayed locked with Ren's as he made his view of the the two clear to the witch. Mimun never cared much for using that sort of diction but he intended to make their positions clear to the fox. And, if this fox did know about Jinn's, why was she so willing to make a deal with something she knew would likely have fine prints, loop holes and spontaneous caveats? Mimun began to suspect ultier motives, otherwise this fox was a fool. "So I assure you that what you seek is well within my power. I can grant you your armies, political favor, investors, capital, even weather and land will bend to your favor and much more. All you need is to agree to work for me until my freedom has been physically achieved, however!" A club of of a hand shot up from his barrel chest. "I cannot speak on behalf of my future self so I would never be so bold as to keep you to a different expectation. I don't care what you do or about "campaigns" after our arrangement is complete. I simply. Want. My. Freedom."
  20. When Anhara pulled away from her lips, Rose gasped, taking in a lungful of air that she desperately needed. Her chest rose and fell a few times as she tried to get her breath back. Her blue eyes then focused on Anhara when the girl spoke again. She shook her head a little when the girl stated that they could be sisters, or best friends or even mummy and kitty. There was no way Rose would accept her as a sister. No one could replace the sister that she had lost long, long ago. The thought of Anhara taking that place made her feel sick. She then froze at the idle threats that were thrown her way. Her face, if it was even possible, became even more pale at the thought of this monster causing harm to her family. She herself would gladly put her life on the line to protect them, but she didn’t want them in danger because of her. She stilled, gulping a little as the girl seemed pretty confident that she could deal with the police as well. At the next question asked, Rose’s breath froze in her throat, and at first she didn’t know how to answer. Her body trembled a little as she watched the knife shift and move closer. Her eyes closed when it came close to her throat and for a moment she was terrified that Anahra was going to slit her throat. But nothing of the sort happened. Instead, she heard the tearing of cloth and her eyes snapped open as she looked down to see her dress being cut open. Her trembling increased, and she began to find it hard to breath once again. Normally, she wouldn’t be too bothered about being in her underwear in front of another woman, however Anhara was different. Rose knew it wasn’t anything innocent with her. It made her feel dirty, and disgusting. And yet her thoughts went back to Anhara’s threat. Granted, with the clothes she was wearing, she didn’t look to be able to hide much. But Rose knew that someone monstrous enough, resourceful enough, could find plenty of things around the house hold that would prove fatal. So she did the only thing she could think of to make sure this monster didn’t harm her family. She muttered, “I-I’ll be good…” She moved her hands slowly so not to spook Anhara, before she gripped the front of her dress before she began tugging it up. As it had no zipper, or buttons, due to it being a slip on dress, she was having to pull it up. Anhara’s weight was making it a little difficult, but she tugged hard enough to pull the dress up so that it pooled around her waist. Her knickers were, as Anhara had predicted, white briefs with a pattern of small flowers. Her bra, still hidden, was matching but due to her position it was hard to wiggle the dress off of her.
  21. Yep! Once Ren loses control. Or if she gets locked away again. Or I suppose if she needs to rest and lets Rin take over for a time.
  22. Will we see Rin someday?
  23. And then Ren is in the middle ready to antagonize or assist Eddie, whichever she sees as more useful to herself. And poor Rin is just in there trying to be free.
  24. This one certainly did have a fiery temper! It did at least match his appearance. And while Ren too could be scary she also understood the power behind being calm and patient. If anything it made one even more frightening in these sorts of situations, especially when faced against such a formidable foe! But she wasn't here to for a contest of might. She also understood why the Djinn had the reaction that he did. Red eyes slowly lowered towards the fluffy tail in her lap. While she continued to pet it her other tails lifted just a bit behind her, gently floating about through the air as though they were being carried by a current. "Forgive me. I did not mean any insult when I stated that it might have been a mistake on your end. Although there is no shame in admitting as such, even for people as strong as us" she stated softly. It was a little surprising to her that this creature had her specifically in mind for some task or another. And the pressure he gave off was certainly impressive, even to her. But it was not something she was unused to, nor did it have much affect on her. When the great being lowered himself to her level she finally allowed her eyes to drift upwards again, meeting his. He desired leaving his lamp. It wasn't surprising really. A Djinn loose in the world was an incredible issue to deal with, provided of course one needed to do so. But a Djinn always kept their word as well, as did she when she made a proper oath. "If you were here in person then I would perform a sacred rite of oath-keeping. But I don't think that it will be required. As I understand it your people keep your word. I do the same when I make a pact. While you would undoubtedly be a risk if you were to achieve freedom, I believe that we could both live alongside one another regardless. I do not desire much. As you may already understand my position in this world is somewhat untenable. At least without some changes. I hope to change that. I also hope to claim my rightful place within my kingdom as its ruler and, perhaps, to expand it further. But I would certainly be willing to share the world. In the future perhaps I might be able to free you and assist you with your own campaigns. As I stated before, I don't see why we cannot both profit from this venture." She was a little curious as to just how far the Djinn's illusion could go. But there was another thing which sprung to mind. "In the future I would be up to speaking with you again. Perhaps we could even get to know one another. On that note, I don't think I actually introduced myself. I am Ren" she stated, lowering her head out of respect.
  25. start spreading the word, peeps!
  26. Cliché doesnt always have to equal bad Imo, in fact I think cliché can be fun if done right. By having actual like, characters with wants and ambitions, gives the cliché the depth it usually lacks, so cliché is totally fine by me especially with how we're going about this. As for more people? I think as long as we keep having fun with this rp others will eventually see that fun and want in on it so if we want more people we should just focus on having fun with this [x
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