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Edmund Blackwood, was a man who owned things, and the two lovely ladies flanking him in his private box were his most exquisite possessions that evening. They were high-class escorts from his "harem" at the The Golden Stag Casino & Saloon, selected for their breathtaking beauty and exquisite figures, their presence a silent, glittering testament to his power. They were women who understood the value of their bodies, and they craved the firm, possessive touch of the man who afforded them such luxury. On his left was a cascade of fiery red hair and creamy skin, poured into a gown of emerald-green silk and black lace. The dress was a ma

I've always been bad at introductions but maybe I should say hello anyway. I hope we'll all get along together!

Just a couple small points. Your copy has Jack Bennett and I think from my own sheet and the board, it should be Jack Beckett. And Jane Montgomery was moved from Relationships to Resources. She just needs to be added in Resources as... 2d8 Jane Montgomery (Respectability, Sympathy) - She drinks my lies like wine. Daughter of Automaton Heiress, Adelaide Montgomery, Jane lives a privileged life. However, her controlling mother and the expectations of high society have left her anxious and adrift in a sea of contending voices. Private aura readings and spiritual healing sessions with Missy have given her a place to vent her fears.

The air was electrifying, and jovial. It was days like this would remind any performer be they vaudeville or melodrama, opera or realist that they were in it for a good reason. Back stage the hired hands were moving about nervous and prepared. The other musicians sat prepared with the instruments held closely to their form. These were men and women of undeniable skill, dedicated adherents of a craft that demanded untold hours of practice. Their manner of dress immaculate, clad in evening coats of darkest black and brilliant and dresses of brilliant white. All sorts, from all over getting the chance to shine on the stage for the people of this

The Thane-Cash Rebirth Hall had been built to be admired from a distance and to be felt once inside. From the street, its polished facade and high arched windows suggested restraint, history, respectability. From within, restraint fell away. Gaslight spilled warm and honeyed from wall sconces shaped like laurel wreaths. Ivory trim caught the light and threw it back softened, flattering every face. The scent of beeswax polish, expensive perfume, and fresh-cut wood hung thick in the air. The main floor was packed shoulder to shoulder. Townsfolk in their best coats and dresses, pressed wool, borrowed finery, carefully mended lace, sto

I know, the first post is the most difficult. As I was laying in bed last night I was thinking that I should have left a prompt for each PC to get everyone going. I might go back and add a couple, which can be ignored or used as desired.

yep i should have stuck it out XD hope yall have a good time, im looking forward to what this holds in the future!

I guess I got going faster than I thought! The first post is up! It's time for your replies!

I'm making sure I have good notes for everyone and their agendas and desires, then the first post should go up sometime between Jan 1 - Jan 4!

Yep he sounds like a downright bastard. Perfect!

Joshua Thane is completed! Here's a peek... Values: Glory is knowing that everyone who opposed me is broken, dead, or beneath my heel. Relationships: Kojo Amankona’s music makes people forget who’s in charge and I hate him for it. Missy Fisher keeps trying to buy safety, and I enjoy raising the price. Alicia von Vulf is wrong, and wrong things need to be buried. Distinctions: Gunfighter: You’re quick and deadly with pistols, rifles, or shotguns. Roll when shooting or intimidating with firearms. Resources: Sheriff's Office (weapons, deputies)

would love to kick this off again at some point, but i do feel it needs a dedicated GM instead of the communal DMing... unless of course we just want to kick off an RP in the same universe and leave the game elements behind... but thats kind of... defeating the point...

Welcome to the site! I hope you have breastmilk, I mean breastmilk, I mean a good time here!

The tamping of the fine carpet under Missy's heels was like the slow tapping of fingertips behind the rainfall cacophony of the music hall crowd finding their seats: dramatic, deliberate, nearly a ceremonial step. Walk slow-like. You move fast an' you'll blend in. Everybody's in a hurry, so you rush and all of a sudden you're just part of everybody. And you're not, Missy Fisher. They don't know it yet is all. So it's up to you to convince 'em. Clarence Whitty's sideshow barker cadence cracked through into Missy's mind, tucking itself between the cool silver blossoms of her Art Nouveau earrings and the silent recital of her prepared

“…Not too surprising, we are only sort of here, after all…”. Jumi said with a sigh, her eyes still roaming. “We can continue to keep an eye out for it at least…though I still wonder if it was absorbed into Mitsuko’s body earlier.” It was the easiest answer, if Reika did not move it. It was maybe a cause or partial cause of the changes Reika hinted at maybe? All they could do was follow around, look around as they did. “Mitsuko can’t see or hear us, can’t tell if Reika can or can’t right now either. I’m mostly interested in hearing as much as we can from Mitsuko. See how she is doing what she feels about this. See how those two interac

Reika did not seem to react or do much about what Jumi said, if she even heard. If she did listen, it might or not be from this one the fairy saw. Following did not seem like a bad idea but Jumi's question troubled Nall a bit. "I can't sense anything from here... Not even Mitsuko or that woman, It's like they're not even here... Sorry, I can't tell if she has it or not.", Nall said, looking depressed as he tried to find answers as well but nothing in this place really gave any. Whatever magic was in this place, it either did not allow him to sense anything or there was not anything to sense at all, but being his first experience joining Jumi,

BOOBS!- Uh I mean, uh, welcome to the site! Hope you have the breast- I mean best of time here! I meant best I swear! (but for real welcome to the site!~)

Welcome to the ED! Not erectile disfunction but Ecchi dreams.... I should figure out a better way to word that. Anyway, hope you have fun here! This place is great!

Haha, what a welcome you're having! ^^ Hello to you too and welcome to EcchiDreams! Wishing you the breast best of luck in your search for roleplays and partners!

Alright placed down Kojo. First replies for a character are always a bit difficult.

I too hope you have breastmilk a good time here as well!

Well damn lol here I was on the drive home getting ready to be patient and BOOM

Missed this. I have not got around to reading any of the books yet (long term project after all and busy end of year), but will see about including you if I ever get anything going. The last few things we’ve tried to do together here and other clubs have had roadblocks, but I’m up to keep trying. After my writer’s block with Cortex, I’m less likely to volunteer for other people’s stuff, unless maybe in one of the systems listed above (though if someone suggests I specifically join something else, I‘ll at least consider it), but may eventually get something of my own set up.

Jumi was left uncertain with that wording, she was sure Reika intended to have fun when the time came. But it remained to be seen if Reika intended for it to be fun for anyone else who was not a masochist. She was not going to bother asking for details, she suspected Reika would say something like the surprise was part of the fun. She would just wait and find out when the time came. Besides, the apple’s magic prevented her from saying anything else, until she found herself back in that room. From what Reika said, she was not positive if this was Mitsuko in the moment, or a flashback of sorts, just to see her as part of the healing.

It sure got quiet here.

my votes are incredibly unhelpful since i just want to play whatever i can XD

I consider myself to be in a unicorn relationship. She's intelligent, creative, free-associative in a way I can only dream of. Strong and driven and capable, happy to skin and butcher and game and garden and craft and make the best of life with me. We've been married almost a decade. She is obsessed with me, loves my body, craves my cum. About 3 days a month. The rest of the time she is my broody classic goth lizard creature/goblin and I am occasionally gratified by using her to get off in some fashion (when it's not too inconvenient). We have kids, we both actively raise them, I work, she renovates the home and runs a studio. She's

Been married to my high-school sweet heart since we were both 18. I love my husband to pieces.

I'm currently in a relationship and very happy. He also writes and doesn't mind that I do it either as he knows it's more of an expressive outlet for me. Honestly think I found my soulmate with this one; he overall makes me feel happy and seen and I just feel very lucky. He keeps me grounded which can be frustrating at times but he is usually right in those instances (15% of the time - I'm right the other 85% LOL). But the most important things I feel is there is an age gap difference se we each are able to bring our experiences and perspectives into the relationship as well as we are open and have a great communication system. I find healthy

im a single crusader i need no woman 14 years going strong my armor is my shield from them

The Lonely Island wrote a song about that

Hand-holding is the most efficient way to achieve peak arousal.

It's so painful, but for some reason I can't stop myself from watching this over and over again.

“Doom Crossing: Eternal Horizons” by THE CHALKEATERS It is violently relaxing.

This:

ya... after the GM kinda poofed for a bit i lost a decent chunk of enthusiasm... the patron for my gal kinda went from 0 to 100 which kinda just... derailed things... alot... which also came at a bad time irl for me... so all around i just kinda lost motivation when the dm was poofed x.x

I’ve been in my current relationship for a few years now. I wish it was mores. It’s hit a place where it’s comfortable but it feels like we constrain each others instead of complete each others. We both afraid the other person gonna leave (prior damage for both of us). It’s tense. Lots of short fuses. So it kinda like walking on egg shells a lot. She’s not satisfied with how her lifes is turning out. Most of that got nothing to do with me though. She just tired of workin and mad that she not able to travel more and see all the things and eat out whenever she wants and such. I would loves those things too but I’m content without it.

Single. I have had 2 partners, if you don't count the child thing of saying you are dating someone when you are like, 6. Both of them were long distance and with guys. The first I met through shared interests, he asked me out before I even knew how to respond and I had to reply later, but then, he wanted to get into sex too quickly and I was quite the innocent 19 year old. He was 5 years older, we parted amicably and he is now married to another guy, which I am happy for. Even if it sometimes feels like I was the rebound stopgap. Second was someone I met on another RP site, we never met in person but I was planning to, he was borderline emoti