Django The High Shaman
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Ingiyab smiled greedily at his prizes. His daughter and her friend will make fine wives and mothers. He walked to her cage and squatted like a gopnik (working class) from Soviet Russia. "Nice to see you again, Crystal, gods I hated your Mother's choice in names, but hey she's not here anymore." He chuckled at her. "It's been what 13 years since I've seen you and you lovely cunt. At least you brought a friend." He said. He got up and whistled at a captor, then whispered to her. "Well of course, Sir, anything else?" She added. He whispered something more and smiled at Crystal. The captor ran off and carried prenatal pills, hypodermic needles, and paperwork. "Thank you, Clarice, here, you get a lovely beadwork soon from one of the girls next spring." He said as the captor injected Angela with anesthesia, then Crystal. "Good night girls, your new home awaits you very soon." He whispered. When the girls were drugged once more, movers came and moved the girls onto his truck, and strapped the cages tightly. Ingiyab hopped into his truck and drove them out of town and deep into the boonies, away from the world. -
Ingiyab rose from bed like a vampire and yawned. His pet wolf, Jwayelani, got up to get head scratches. With his deep voice, he asked Jwayelani for food. The wolf howled gleefully. Ingiyab grabbed a hare to skin, clean, and fry in an iron skillet. He ate with his wolf before cleaning and off the hunt for this week's meat. He was always a traditionalist, that's why his ex-wife left him. He was still salty afterwards but he had a plan set in motion soon. Once his day was done, the crops were watered and taken care of, the animal skins were drying, and he was getting ready. Black bear cloak, a plain white mask, a black shirt, and pants combo. He stepped out from the one-bedroom cabin and hopped in his old Ford truck. At the "appointment," everyone got fingerprinted to make sure who was who. Sitting in the up front, he wanted his young daughter and her friend with other girls, strapped, gagged, and their innocence still intact. "$40,000." A man in his called out in his row.
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Nonconsensual
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Kneel
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Erotica
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F4M/Fu a wholesome horny getaway
Django The High Shaman commented on Cyrusmalady107's bulletin post in Private Roleplayers Bulletin Board
I like the cat girl -
Romance Smut.
Django The High Shaman commented on Arcus's bulletin post in Private Roleplayers Bulletin Board
Hello, I would like Master x Servant. -
Not guilty, no use of diving out of a good plane/Huey Next person accidentally stabbed someone
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Not guilty Next poster smokes cigs/weed
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Through Gods, Flesh, and Offal.
Django The High Shaman posted a Bulletin Post in Private Roleplayers Bulletin Board
Name: Gáhppá Age: 616 Years Old Occupation: Royal Slave Alchemist Personality: He has a deep hatred towards his Master, The Xefru. He slips a sleeping potion in with a health potion for a fellow slave, knowing that sleep is good for the body. Attributes: Intelligent, fast at his job, and quiet when he needs to be. Biography: Born to a Xefru Mother and a concubine father (while afterwards he was eaten by his mother's Bearhounds), he was raised by the Royal Slaves, not knowing who his mother is. He was adopted by a crone (Ástá) and her daughter (Siru) in the Flooded Zone of the Kingdom and where the slaves were. There he will grow for 616 years old, until on a faithful day, the wooden floors of the castle fall through with him. After dusting himself off and finding a light source, he will find an old priests library of ancient knowledge, books made of flesh and writing made of blood. -
F4M
Django The High Shaman commented on roseenity's bulletin post in Private Roleplayers Bulletin Board
I'll roleplay -
X-Rated
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https://youtu.be/cZwYpAh3bXQ?si=hHe_BVaobVAPx7Lb
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Early Morning Meditation https://youtu.be/HVw_1RZncec?si=4UJxcP80RxQRIMVm
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Triple Penetration
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https://youtu.be/nJ7Ii5xXoJ0?si=S1HgYnarcitFNZQl
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Wonder Bread
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Orgasm!
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Gáhppá
Images added to a gallery album owned by Django The High Shaman in Private Roleplaying Characters
Name: Gáhppá Age: 616 Years Old Occupation: Royal Slave Alchemist Personality: Deep hatred towards his Masters, The Xefru, with slip a sleeping potion in with health potion for a fellow slave, knowing sleep healths the body. Attributes: Intelligent, fast at his job, and quiet when he needs to be. Biography: Born to a Xefru Mother and concuby father (while afterwards was eaten by his mother's Bearhounds), he was by the Royal Slaves to be raised, not knowing what knowing who his mother is. He adopted by a crone (Ástá) and her daughter (Siru), in the Flooded Zone of the Kingdom and where the slaves were. There he will grew for 616 years old, until on faithful day, the floors of the wooden of the castle fall through with him in. After dusting himself off and finding a light source, he will find and old priests library of ancient knowledge, books made of flesh and writing made of blood. -
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From the album: Gáhppá
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From the album: Gáhppá
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Okay
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May I try?
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The daughter exchange
Django The High Shaman commented on Yukina's bulletin post in Private Roleplayers Bulletin Board
I'll be one of the men! -
First visit to the gynaecologist (F4M)
Django The High Shaman commented on iheartrp's bulletin post in Private Roleplayers Bulletin Board
Me too, just leave my a message!