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Mother kept her eyes on the young girl as she tried to speak. She recognized the reflexive fear on her face first but Mother made no sudden movements instead keeping an inviting smile on her face. It did seem that the young girl had trouble speaking which begged the question where was she from that such a thing was not familiar to her. The gestures were familiar to her however. Mother retained her look of understanding "I see." she didn't want to pressure the girl more but it was something to keep in mind "No matter. Words aren't the wall that stops people from connecting. I think we'll be great friends Little Wolf. I'll even read your fortun

Ari's eyes widened as another customer appeared in the lobby. It had been a long time since the last time so many new residents appeared so consecutively. The fact that the line just kept growing and Ari didn't have enough time to talk to each one was starting to stress her out and it was apparent by her large fox laying back flat against her head. A small frown crept across her mouth before smiling again and returning Mother's attention. The stress quickly faded as Ari felt Mother's hand trail across her soft skin and rest at her chin. If it could Ari's heart would have skipped a beat but it didn't instead her cheeks blushed with a rosy red.

Hmm? That's odd, it is almost like the "Mother" lady and that well-dressed man know each other quite well. Maybe. If so, then why didn't Alais know anybody in here? Everybody looked so different from one another. Even the elite of her city looked just as rugged as the poor --- mainly because of everybody constantly working in forges --- and the mayor was about the only person to wear fancy clothes.... It made Alais feel extremely out of place. Like, she is quite literally wearing a smithing apron in the middle of such a fancy place.... That's another thing! How was she not covered in dust or slag? Even scorch marks on her apron seemed to disa

Companiony? While she appeared to understand the words of those around her Miu still couldn't quite place some of the meanings. It sounded like companion in her language. The man was with others. He intended upon seeing to them. Departing to them. She winced as an image cross her mind. A face. More faces. Happy. Distressed. Sad. Angry. Confused. Pained. They felt familiar, and yet she could not remember the details, could not place who they were to her. All she really knew was that they mostly brought her a sense of happiness, immediately followed by grief. What is this place? Ears lowered back. She was trying not to show fear

A soft, gentle chuckle that spoke to a tiredness or an understanding "Ah yes, don't we all?" she smiled to Ayers gently as she turned to the little wolf behind them. Small. Cute. Scars? Messy hair. She smiled to her but she seemed more on edge and unsure than Ayers or herself. A soft exhale would leave the tall woman's lips and she would turn back to Ari who set about her duty with a clear goal and in doing so gave them a show. Ah, a seductress then? Mother quite liked that. Mother observed and she did notice the track of keys but she barely reacted. Perhaps it was her nature as a divine thing herself but she understood. This place this....Ho

Alais looked around at the group of people, trying to take in every detail of each of their faces. The lady behind the desk looked cute and the smell from before only got stronger as Alais stepped closer to her. She really needed to cut this smell off from entering her nose or everybody, including herself will be having a bad time... It was only a few times that this odd feeling happened and most were in her teenage years. The beautiful and mother-like woman was actually being called mother.... Did she give birth to everybody in here or something? Surely not! After all, Alais knew her mother and knew her well! Oh...Oooh...Oh no. Her moth

Ayers takes his key and nods to the young ... woman? behind the desk. "Thank you, miss. If you don't mind, I'll come back down when you're less busy and arrange payment for my stay. The louts from the moving company refused to bring my baggage onto the property, so I'll excuse myself to fetch them to my rooms now before it rains or some scoundrel steals it." Looking at the others (including our newly-arrived satyr), he says, "If you will all excuse me now. I do look forward to making acquaintances when time permits," and withdraws.

Mother. Meishing? It felt like a name. Not her name. She knew her own name was Miu. It belonged to the tall woman stood before her. The man who spoke the name took notice of her, immediately setting the wolf girl's body into a tensed state. Ears rose and tail went still, the fur puffing up slightly. It took her a few moments to realize that he wasn't a threat. At least, he wasn't threatening in the moment. Also he appeared to be addressing her. With a timid nod of her head the wolf girl's body relaxed, tail loosing just a hint of its fluffiness as it returned to slow, gentle wags. This person was to be acknowledge. It was the polite

CLING! CLING! CLING! DINK! DINK! DINK! The sounds of metal on metal fill the otherwise quiet forge room of the blacksmith's shop. Sparks fly, fire burns, swords clang. What may seem like a hellish work environment for most is the greatest place one could be to Alais. Everything about being in her shop made life worth living. Seeing the happy faces of a knight or guard as their once broken sword comes back sparkling and sharper than before will never not be warming. Haah... Even the small things could make her day better. One time, she fixed a knight's boot after a dog used it as a chew toy for a few hours. She could barely contain

@AJoeOfSubjectiveQuality @AsBloodTurnsEverCold @Chiyako Ari smiles happily at the sharply dressed man as he walks up to the front desk, her tails beginning to wag faster at the opportunity to talk to somebody. The pages of the old book crinkle as Ari quickly runs her finger down each of the pages until she finds the line that she looking for ”Oh Hello Mr. Ayers. Of course, we have the perfect room for you. Your stay will be long indeed.” Ari replies excitedly before closing the book and walking to a wooden key rack. As she walks her plump yet firm ass jiggles beneath her constantly wagging tails, the blue wisps following her lazily.

Name: Alais Wood Age: 22 Weight: 155 pounds Height: 5'6 Race: Satyr Sexuality: Bisexual(Leans toward women) Cock Size: Roughly 14 inches~ DEFINITELY girthy~ Bio: Alais Wood is a common blacksmith in a city for professionals, though that isn't exactly a bad thing. Broken sword? Meet Alais! Need a completely new sword that's better than the last? Come to Alais! Door hinges broke after you and your wife got into a little fight and you slammed the door just a weeeeee bit too hard? Alais! Sadly, at the inexperienced and young age of 22, Alais lost her life to...something...something loud and bright. She ca

Alais was panting a bit thanks to the effect of the fox-lady's pheromones and how oddly compatible they were with Alais. Nope, she did NOT need to catch a boner at the moment! Focus on something else... ANYTHING ELSE! Focus on the damn floor, focus on the...huh...Wow...This room was actually quite spectacular. Even just the desk that the nice smelling was standing behind looked to be made by skilled woodworkers. Alais knew of a few of them that lived in her city, even had one of them help with engravings on a wooden handle a bit. What was this called again...? A lounge or a lobby? Both sounded right. Meh, she'll just call it a lobby. Is this

Maybe I don't ever need to make a character. Also even if a question isn't addressed to you directly you're allowed to come with suggestions and comments.

Lizzie looksled away from from her phone, still grinning from looking at ideas. She tilted her head imagining her make up ideas on Robin's face. "We can totally just do pictures, they don't even have to be that slutty. Our fans're gonna love it." She puts down her phone to gesture as she in a airy voice adds: "Church girl gone wild." She snickered a little picking up her phone again to continue swiping through ideas. "You know Derek follows our instagram. He invited you, so when we're done he's totally gonna want you. I also heard he's packing, so I'm kinda jelly. You have to tell us about it afterwards." Samanth

Oh fuck... i have plans for jocks, band, nerds, goths, an loners as is... your saying each of them can backfire spectacularly? Luv it<3

I'm not sure either, unless it was an improvised name trying to tease out more for the fashion friends? Our named 'popular girls' so far are Karla, Claire, and Cindy. Also, love Samantha and Lizzy ❤

@WickedCadrach all that sounds good to me :3 I think this is a pair of twins, they want to get different jobs in fashion from one another, the older twin Samantha adores clothes, fashion, and design. Well they younger twin lizzy is majorly into makeup both for practical beauty purposes, and for "trick" makeup, including things like special effects makeup in movies, as well as more optical illusion style makeup Velvet... has a little bit of a deal with them, they love doing makeovers for their ticktok and youtube channels (one sister manages one, the other sister manages the other) so velvet brings someone now and then who she th

Que brief hot lesbian action scene before a "20 minutes ago" pops on screne showing something mundane All seriousness though im assuming velvet is pulling Robin in the direction of some friends she has who want to go to beauty school or otherwise want to get a job in fashion

Honestly it seems like the perfect moment to do a hard cut to Robin and Velvet as soon as Dylan takes the pill. Where are Robin and Velvet? What are they doing? What's their relationship?

Greetings, I'm a seasoned RPer with a love for stories. I enjoy both faster-paced and slow-burn stories, but in all cases I strive to craft interesting characters whose behavior and decisions stem from their personal values, ideals, goals, or interests. I strive to improve my craft and create even more vivid, interesting stories both for my own personal enjoyment but for my writing partners as well. I look forward to meeting you all and I hope I can write with some of you soon.

Ayers entered his suite. A small sitting room, and moving through it the bedroom. Closed door, probably the bath. He placed his valise on the bed and began stripping off his suit. His head was swimming. Even though he’d had a few months to get used to this new place, the encounter a few moments ago was nearly overwhelming. The last person to walk in stunned him, bringing him back to the stories of his youth. A faun? He couldn’t understand; was he getting closer to home, or so far away that even legends were commonplace? And if the latter … this place is called the Hotel California? And what did the young … he didn’t know her race yet … s

Eyes narrowed and gaze set once more upon the horned woman. She was approaching even closer! There was no hesitation. Miu couldn't back up anymore than she was in the moment. Their face appeared to be flushed as well. A similar thing was detected upon them, the same thing detected coming from behind the short wall. It was the sort of thing that made her own body grow warmer and filled her with confusing feelings. Uncomfortable feelings, if only because she didn't fully understand them, but they also didn't feel completely foreign to her. She had experienced it before, although she couldn't place when or where or why. Her body tensed agai

Its worth mentioning for your first level up you can grab "unresolved trauma" from the ghost playbook, its actually sounding like it would fit well regardless and fairly consistently put you under the traumatized condition

Huh, there's actually very few ways I can hand out conditions. I either have to pull a string, or I can give one of a failed shut down attempt. Interesting. So a string the string here would be them having the photo, and pulling it would be leaking them. For example.

That's fair, and what ends up happening is definitely going to be at least a bit in Velvet's hands here. But I think the risk of trusting the Miller twins too much and ending up with compromising pictures being released is a great place to start. The idea that these pictures could get out to her mom or her aunt even (not just her peers) would be part of that risk. Also, there's a non-zero chance her outfit or any pictures taken could have her leaving the party branded a slut. (I'm not sure how that works with NPCs but getting a Condition applied to her would validate all of Robin's fears she's having here).

Not sure which chat to actually put this I'm just airing my thoughts, but it also relates to the narration. Staying submissive to the whims of the Miller twins could be risky. They're going to be snapping photos, and Robin will sooner or later be changing into a swimsuit. Not only will it risk going to the party in something very revealing, it also means some risque photos might be taken. But this depends a little on what Velvet does, she's got a little more social pull on the twins.

Robin could feel her face paling. She was trying to keep up, but the tiktok girls turning out their closets and selecting a pallet for her makeover were starting to make her nervous, and she found all she could do was weakly echo what was said to her. "Not that slutty? ... gone wild? ... He's packing?" This last comment actually confused her for a bare moment before Robin caught on to what the euphemism entailed, feeling her eyes widen and her face flush in response. It was yet another reminder that simply by being here, she had already strayed off the map... and 'here there be dragons'. However, the recollection that Derek

That's why I'm keeping a separate notes doc with all these names and descriptions (and not just because I'm a compulsive world-builder).

Robin sat on the ottoman with her ankles crossed and her hands gripping the edge of the pink cushion top as if it might fly off at any moment. Her dark, ankle-length skirt draped her legs, but in the bright 'stage-lighting' of the tiktokers' set, the slim curve of her calf and knee was nearly as apparent as it would have been naked. The white, dollar-store shoes that she wore to work at the concession stand were visible against the more animated colors of the twins' room, and Robin had tugged the cuffs of her wrist-length top over her thumbs as she fidgeted nervously at the braid that bundled her midnight-dark hair over her shoulder. "I

The trick to running any PbtA game is jotting down all these random characters and bringing them back when there's an opportunity to make a player character's life interesting.

Ahh gotcha! Also thank you! E pect me to channel randome bullshit go a little with throwaway characters, if people like any of them ill make them stop being throw aways :3

With both girls watching and a camera recording, Dylan swallows the pill and his pupils dilate. Over in Bay Shore we in one of nicer houses, not to far from the Highschool lives the Miller twins. They're more popular online than at school and are known for pushing the limits of the dress code. They share a room about the size of a studio apartment. They've got a bed in each corner and using a large bookshelf and some curtains been able to more or less separate them. Otherwise the room was kinda messy, the corner intended for photoshoots was tidy, but otherwise there were clothes everywhere. The walls were busy with posters. Their sofa wa

So we're visiting Velvet's friend with a fashion blog tiktok channel for a makeover. Who's this friend? What're like? What kind of trouble did Velvet and this person get into together?

My take is that Robin and Velvet have mostly seen each other in passing at Playland since Robin's initial surprise save from Mr. Ascars. I think that night, they probably just walked for a bit until Velvet felt ok breaking off, with Robin talking about being new in town and starting at the community college in the fall as a Junior but getting little back from the enigmatic Velvet (Vel has a way of ingratiating herself without overcommitting to people/groups, so this makes sense to me). Since then, Robin's seen her with a bunch of different cliques and individuals (may have even seen her in the opening hour of her 'date' with Danny, the missin

If it's alright with, I could hang with a hippie like that lol. I promise not to disappear this time! I got Toshiro available if you're interested?

Name: Kari Kamisato Race: Human Alias: (Primarily for Magical Girl/Knights): Magical Girl, she doesn't have any special name. Maybe she will gain one throughout the roleplay. Gender: Female Age: 18 Hair Color: Brown Eye Color: Hazel Green with mixtures of different greens Heights: 5’6 Short Bio: Kari is a young female who loves art and music. However she has a secret, she loves to create medicines and other medical treatments such as poisons, herbal tea /tea baths, creams to help with body pain and much more. She has tested many things on herself and poisons don't effect her much. She is a huge fan of t

I've developed a revised system, because that's my shitty super power. The WNS Random Futa Generator Bottom anatomy: 1 female 10 perfect mix of dick and pussy, Agent Red Girl loves you. 20 male Boobs 1 GG or bigger 20 Hairy bear chest. We have a fairly girl bottom. Let's see the roll for boobs

I rolled a 4!

What if instead of focusing on what Dylan's sex 'is', we focus on why it feels arbitrary or confusing. For instance, what if this Dylan is not the first Dylan? They are the last but after they escaped their makers, they found all the other 'broken toys'. They were all clearly Dylan, but varieties: fem Dylans, masc Dylans, futa Dylans, etc. At that point we could just roll a die because the arbitrary nature of that aspect of our Dylan has been brutally displayed for them.

...i mean your sex feature is about making sex odd, so if ya want to be someone with both sets of "gear" in one form or another i wont mind :3

Mork Borg isn't actually too bad as a rule book - the rest of the *Borg titles are a lot more given to style over substance. I will say of V&V (I hate that abbreviation, that's fucking Villains and Vigilantes, thank you) that font choice for all the text is dumb, Not as dumb as Modiphius' first edition Star Trek Adventures with every single page tightly set, sans serif font reversed on slate gray. Fuck that's unreadable, looks great, keeps the look of TNG brilliantly, but fuck, it's a miserable to read.

Will have to figure something out, a new point to stick one or both of them. Not sure how far back you read in the thread, but probably won’t see anymore of Emi, as Chiyako was having trouble getting back into the character (though if that ever changes, she is welcome to jump back in with Emi, and/or a new character), and we are finally closing off the convention portion of the story.

I rather like this. But, I think there's a clear progress and this Dylan is another step towards hentai fully functioning futa. But they're not there yet. d20 roll, I have a sliding scale in mind. Who wants to roll?

And this is where I am. They were made as a toy, but by whom? What were their proclivities? I'm ok with Dylan having been infibulated (if you don't know, skip it) and fed hormone blockers or been subjected to a back alley intersex assignment surgery, but that's rough.

We may be getting caught up too much on the 'sex as an aesthetic' idea here. Nobody gets to choose their sex when they're born, why should Dylan? You could roll a d20: 2-10: male; 11-19: female; 1 or 20: intersex. Maybe the forced limitation will bring on a new insight? Alternately, we could go Edward Scissorhands on this. Dylan was a toy, but one that was being worked on or molded to the particular caprices of their makers, and their genitals are the most apparent sign of this. (Though, subtext of genital mutilation may be a bit grimmer than we were looking for in this game... idk). also, didn't have to just bury '

I have not chosen. I really don't know what I want the answer to be. Intersexed seems a noncommittal cop out, girl seems easy, boy seems drab. Fucking Barbie? I dunno.

Ooc have you decided those? Or is it something you have yet to choose?

@roll to seduce - do we want to wrap this scene at the thrift store up so @WickedCadrach and @DreamsnThings can get ready for the party. And Selene and I need to look for Charlotte while Dylan is tripping (undetermined genitals).

Le gasp! Velvet would never! She would simply try and ruin the offending parties social life through other means that seem totally coincidental!

I figured MDMA has that kind of effect which I why I chose it. So they get a little mood boost, anxiety relief, some relatively minor psychedelic effects, maybe some extra arousal - but in the long run, nothing super dangerous. I implied that whoever made Dylan gave it to them some times - does it make them especially horny and compliant - essentially giving everyone a +1 to turn Dylan on?