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was going to make a outsider to partake in rp's but i think i might just freely GM for rp sttarters that aren't getting any attention if they're just plainly open

Name: Jariko von Nil The Life Virus Cancer given god form the Invader of order Age: 35 ( appearance wise), 450 yr Aspect: Jariko is a neutral evil outsider depicted as a demonic bipedal jackle priest/nun who represents the bitter and uglyier aspects of life, evolution, monsters, magic and mother nature. presumable what happens when such aspects remain unchecked and get out of hand, though considered a new outsider they are the sole source of the creation of monsters and other living things that other wise shouldn't prosper. Number Of Worshippers: 500 the worshippers are ironically adventures often thankful to have a monster to slay so they can earn the money to keep up with the world and stay afloat financially Place of Worship: Moutains of the mountain city Olfrus... concentration of monsterrs their are especially high making it a frequent hot spott for monster slayers and veterain adventures Bio: Kinks: Limits:

has anyone found the SIK fighting system to be particularly hard to understand or follow?

is everyone good or ok... i haven't seen a whole lot of activity lately and im woundering if i need to do anything to better encorage that?

have you tried making one for easter yet? i know its probably been ended already but you could still do it for the few days of the month that still remain

" sigh, it should be fine around me... though i'd watch your back around that of other nobles... " " maybe i don't look it, but your current king is a dragonoid... or i believe the humans now adays refer to us as dragonkin. up until a month ago i wasn't apart of any sort of kingdom or tribe, i was just in my cave hoarding stuff, and beating down anyone who came to take it... i was small so many beginning adventures thought i was a easy target... " " all that to say, im out of my depth here, all that nobility stuff is kind of over my head. i only took the thrown because i was tired of having to fight for what little stability i had before... " " still metamorphosis magic will do in a pinch, and yet, the responsibility and the expectations of what i though being a king would be seems above my pay grade. still I'd like to try to make it work." "the little conversation we've had has brought a new light to simple be more straight forward so that's what I'll do..." "so, and im sorry that there's not really a fancy way to put it but.... we'll eat and then after a while, i will use you as a flesh light... I'd prefer my chambers but honestly im not picky" despite his words he admittedly was a little panicked, his brain and heart screaming at him and having immediate second thoughts, questioning if he may have been too straight forward. it was awkward not doubt, but at the same time he felt he had to stand by his words, certain he would get use to it if he kept at it long enough

he found himself feeling stunned for a bit, anxtious even. this was the kind of reaction he was trying to avoid, though he guess the fear of death over took the logic of the conversation they were having mere moments ago. a akward silence took over the room "oh for fuck sake...gob.. sigh fuck it, TRIX please get up off the floor..." " this is very over dramatic even for a goblin such as yourself" his face full of wrinkles just recalling how she kept tripping over her words, the same words... the treatment of this kingdom must have been pretty bad for a mere goblin to adopt this strange routine of begging and pleading at the idea that anything could have been scrutinized or maybe it was just because Trix was a bit more aware then most

"no,no, i don't mind if you talk... although i do realize your forsight in the presence of a noble might not be as appreciated " all things aside this goblins words might have made a point. instead of holding the status que maybe he should be more forward about his choices. it could usher in a more beneficial age for demon kind. " alright so i guess, I'll be more straight then, to start, though i would think it obvious, you do know i am the new king, correct" ( sorry this one isn't very long)

" i don't come from any noble house or linage, and i haven't been here much longer then a month, in the kingdom i mean as well as the manor. its part of the reason navigating this place has been such a chore. opinions of royals aside, I'm kind of surprised but it seems the former king set the bar surprisingly low for expectations seems like surpassing them will be a sinch" " as for the 'current king', seems he's a little stuck trying to figure out what kind of ruler to be, balancing any perception of mercy with a required level of ruthlessness and authority, such that the subjects remain respectful to his authority but also not to be shaking in there boots every time he enters a room, just enough to where the idea of over throwing him never comes to be a thought." the air quotes used was both in a ironic yet also unironic fashion. for the goblin girl, it was of irony cuz as clear cut as it should have been, she still had no idea that the actual king was before her. for him it was unironic, assuming she or rather they knew who he was and were just pretending not to know. someone had to put 2 and 2 together, hopefully before lunch or maybe breakfast, the time of day was sort of unclear. in any case the Dalmia was a double edged sword. he didn't want his subjects to become too complacent at the thought that they could step all over him, but he also didn't want them scared stiff every time he was near by... as evident by the goblin girl. sure she seemed mature and unfazed, but in reality she was taking good care to make sure every last word was the right one. and that was only under the presumption the he was a noble. if she discovered he was a royal she might have a heart attack or maybe not, no one could say for sure.

been playing alot of Roblox lately and such anywho looks like we gott a new member hurray... the club keeps growing... i kinda wish they hadn't sent a ecchi request though, no offence to them or anything its justt wierd and occasinally rude to some people when you do that without roleplaying or talking to them first. . . anywho i digress... i do worry that at some point the club will grow to a point where i'll have more pussy then i know what to do with. so hopefully more players of the dominant verity will come along... before that becomes reality... anywho... @Ergo , @DriftingAsh if you have something you want to rp, let me know and we'll see what we or rather i can come up with

"well the day just started so lets head to the dinning hall to fill our stomachs a little, we can chat a bit on the way" he suggested presumable leading thee way immediately. the machinations of his request earlier were 2 fold. the first and most obvious, he honestly just wanted some company, the second reason he wanted a glimpse into the working of her mind. given the goblins attire and the nature of this kingdom one could easily deduce what the request might imply and he wanted to see if she would make that assumption of him or if it would turn out that despite her thirsty appearance that she was somehow just another innocent. ' service me' sure that could have just as easily been code or a cipher for ; i want to impale your short stack of a body onto my huge dragon cock going from on end and out the other. but it also could have just as much meant that he wanted her genuine service in whatever it was she normally did around here. and part of him wanted to find out which direction she would lean towards... "Tr- goblin girl, you've been here a long time, what's your opinion of the former king?" he almost used here name, though there would be nothing wrong with doing so some aspect of his worried if he grew to close to his subjects or got to familiar with them that they might forget there place in the kingdom. a firm lesson in why a parent should never become there own child's best friend. and thus was a lesson to be remembered

ive been autisticely paralyzed lately, meaning there was a lot of things i suddenly wanted to do in an amout of time i don't normally have... i wanted to draw, wanted to learn how to code, wanted to write a story, wanted to play and finish a number of specific roblox games... and the newest addition wanting to create a solo adventure, for context a site called "minimal roleplay" (no spaces) is a new site where you can supposedly play dnd. but it also lets you play solo adventures which are basically these CYOA type stories, and you can basically make your own. and thats what i was getting into lately then i got sleepy after doing it for so long and kinda went to bed for like the rest of the day.

" A little bit from column A, a little bit from column B... fuck to sexual exhaustion yes, but unless you have great stamina both sides fucking each other with exhaust each other to a draw... hence a normal combatant isn't just going to let you fuck them. best to use violence to fight them off till you can tire them out physical or into a compromising position so you can basically rape them into sexual exhaustion. does that make sense?" Lapi tried to explained the contents of what a S.I.K match entailed and hoped he did so without having to drag out too long of a explanation "the one getting fucked is the one effected while the one who initiates it remains unaffected, however backwards that might seem."

( your improve is immaculate i got to say) a goblin doing the equivalent of low maintenance maid work? he didn't suspect the former king to have goblins or perhaps, more to the point to allow them in the manor let alone give them a task that seemed unorthodox for a race thought to be chaotic and mischievous. he had better expected them to be used as short fueled fuck toys given the stereotype of how goblins can be, after all even the attire of this little troglodyte left little to the imagination. truth of the matter even when the goblin was rehearsing their lines he could hardly follow half of it, still trying to get their Barings of the special awareness of the manor, she certainly sounded like she knew the place better then he did. still he was tempted to at least visualize the locations she was talking about of where everything was or rather should have been. as far as sublevels went he only knew of the underground dungeon. the last bit of her statement got him thinking. the part in how she was apologetic about her mere presence to someone like him being unsightly. does that mean he could treat her like crap and she'd just go with it, probably so. he could treat her as such, maybe stir it in a way so that it turns into apologetic sex. but he was the king and a king honestly shouldn't have to jump threw hoops just for some goblin pussy... he reached a hand out the her, firmly patting her head, caressing her face and twirling her ears as if some farm animal. noting that even for a goblin this one had a nice color to them noticing the flush colors painting the tips of her ears. " Just accompany and service me for the day and that will be apology enough" he noted, his words were chosen carefully when saying that

a sigh left the rabbit boys lips. charging at him before the ref could start the fight properly? oh well. to combat the canine boy, Lapi purposely fell backward to the ground allowing the canine like boy to briefly land before lifting and pushing him off with his powerful legs, flipping him and transitioning the canine to the other side closer to the front of the ship soon Lapi would pick themselves off the floor dusting themselves off. " i hope you will think about your next move more carefully" he lectured. forgetting that they were supposed to be trying to fuck each other for a minute.

the halls of the manor were many and seemed nothing short of a maze, naturally the residence of the manor where very familiar with the layout or at least those who had affectively been living here for the longest time, how ironic that the one having the hardest time finding their way around was the king himself. it seemed like everyday he would wake up and every time he thought he had explored every inch of the manor, a new pathway or hidden room would present it's self. even though the manor didn't have alot of purposeful rooms it was clear alot of the space was made for the sake of storage, not just for items and such but for the so called staff there lived there, maids, military personnel, prisoners, spare monsters and that one population in-between, and that the handful of individuals that committed there lives to being cock sleeves for whoever needed them. strangely enough the king himself had not had a chance to use one of these walking Oni-holes. though he imagined a situation would present himself when he felt good and ready. another probable was presenting its self, it seemed every bit off the staff was deafly afraid of him when he rolled around. maybe it had something to do with how the former king ran this place, at the same time he found himself conflicted with how he wanted to paint himself. nothing wrong with being a kind king, sure but too kind might bring up some issues, best he could do is ratio the two personality traits till he could nail down exactly what kind of king he wanted to be... to circumvent the issue he turned to the use of concealment magic to conceal his aura and presence, it wasn't like he was turning himself invisible but it would make it hard for people to register that he was near by even if he was standing right next to them. this had brough about desirable results as opposed to before when people cocked there heads in his direction often even before he could enter a room... even so he was still looking for other ways to keep the staff from making a hug commotion over his presents. on this day he found a wall, not a secrete one, just one he had been passing this entire time cuz he didn't have a reason to roam threw it till now. it might be useful for avoiding people traveling threw the main one. as he traversed it he allowed his fingers to grind against the walls, his bang covered eyes virtually all over the place as they tried to scan the corridor as he traversed it, it wasn't long before he spotted a goblin in the distance, he was surprised, unaware that goblins would even being a breed of monsters under his command. at the time he figured the former king had used them as abundant flesh-lights. that was typically what goblins where known for right? the rabbits of the monster world, not to mention this goblin seemed mildly dressed for the part. he approached closer before addressing her. didn't know their name or even if they had one to be honest. calling a monster by there species or other wise race was just going to have to do for now. " Goblin Girl ?" he spoke in a firm voice " Where have you come from ?"

yea, I've mainly been trying to figure out how to respond back, the person i was rping with before hand kind of knocked my confidence down a few notches is all... starting writing is usually the hard part for me so it takes a while, but once i do i can usually respond within a day... I've at least started writing the response... give me till like tomorrow, i should have a response before then

you should probably remove the last part that makes an assumption on how my character is going to enter and respond... i imagine most people at the least want to decide how they enter a scene after all

ive actully been mildly sick for the last few days... and i kinda still am... that said you could still respond to the same rp prompt but with a diffrent starters as a new rp... i suggest having it so that they meet the king in a diffrent location though, eclipse001 already took the throne room so maybe try somewhere else...in the manor

hard to say, like we did start but they stopped replying after my second reply so i don't know whats going on there

sure go ahead...

Lapi's face bloated into a pouty expression, no doubt he wasn't buying what Thalynn was laying down. regardless, it seemed the referee was going to allow it...the ref motioned for the two combatants to step closer so they could initiate the fight. to this Lapi strolled forward toward what was basically the middle of the ship waiting on Thalynn to do the same in kind.

" well if your done i'd like to take a seat now" he mentioned, a que for this servent to clear the thrown. walking forward he would look around the room before finally taking a seat, given the portions between the throne and his body, it was clear the thrown was designed for someone with a notable wider body. there was clearly enough room for his to sit crisscrossed if he wanted to. " this room usually has a few staff, so seeing it nearly empty like this is kind of a oddity" he had spend the better part of a month, since becoming the new ruler, exploring the manor, the staff, and of course testing the extent of his political power, what orders could he give, how far would they go to please him, and if one resisted would the others follow suit to step out of line or would they force the one that didn't belong back in there place? so far he had been giving basic orders things a normal person could reasonable ask or be asked to do. though away being the king he could use physical force to make them do depraving things, there was a certain pleasure of knowing and having a creature submit to one's self willingly " i guess you'll have to do... servent, make the lustful parts of your body bare to me" a order that other wise ment that, that he wanted her to remove anything that was covering up her naughty bits. her bossum, her rear, and of course the lips between her legs. though it would have been easier to simple tell her to strip completely he partly wanted her to keep some of her clothes on or at least see how she would execute this order, let alone if she would obey it at all. he would have asked more nicely but he was afraid of appearing weak and uncertain.

the door continuously opened. the sound of something deep creek transitioning into something higher pitch echoed and filled the thrown room, and because of this alarming noise a more normal sized door was installed into the much bigger door. a solution implemented by the former king which is probably why hearing this thundering sound that hadn't been heard in centuries was a reminder of the new king who for whatever reason did not seem as bothered by the noise but did occasionally mention the doors needed oil to fix the issue. he was a figure that resembled the qualities of a anthropomorphic dragonoid. he had a twink like build with a skinny but lean upper body, but a curvy almost bottom heavy lower body. the brunt of his attire consisted of a speedo connected with a harness. admittedly this left little to the imagination. though the appearance alone didn't resonate anything that could be intimidating, he seemed to give of a aura that seemed to do the work for him. he peered around the thrown room as he was walking threw before eventually noticing the one maid cleaning the place. still getting used the to place and thus hadn't even managed to learn the names of those who were serving him let alone those who had been here for the king before.. " hey you, what are you doing" he called out

a bit tough... but in the future i suggest advertising it by simple talking about what the rp is about and instructions on how potential players should interact with the post to play the rp... so that they don't mistakenly respond to it and end up rping in quest board... anywho to just make a thread in the manor section with the same starter... oh and make sure to tag the people you expect or know will be joining the rp.... hey @DreamsnThings did you also want to join in on this too or no?