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Hello I'm Isabella, 24 years old. Though I created this account few years back, I didn't get enough time to enjoy here. Now I'm excited to restart and to get to know some of interesting people!! I've been getting into ERP/Sext recently and I think I'll enjoy more here. Please say Hi. Also help me walk through this journey and help me discover.

It might be the weekend before I can get a post together. Work is insane, I just got done after starting at 6am and it's 10:18pm... I'm going to crash out. I'm sorry for holding this up. I'm so excited for this game.

It was...surprising Kojo had to admit. His surprise wasn't down to a lack of faith in the skills he'd acquired, nor the fame (and infamy) he enjoyed (and bemoaned). He'd played all over, and spread his name. He'd toured the Americas where they would have him, played in hallowed halls all over Europe, enjoyed crowds even in The Orient, and more. His name was known even if it wasn't the name he was born with. He knew the power of music, of sound, of stories delivered on instrument and yet...he was here. He'd played here plenty and yet he couldn't have ever guessed he'd draw this level of crowd in a place like this. He supposed the proprietors o

Being a monster in the eyes of many came with its own set of gifts. If she wanted a good seat within even a crowded venue, she could take it. People did not crowd her. Moving about, even in a dress, became exceedingly less difficult when a room full of people split a path open, and they did so without need of input. Fear was a valuable tool when harnessed correctly. There were plenty of disadvantages of course, and she had endured those throughout most of her life, but doing so made it all the easier to abuse the advantages gifted to her all while avoiding the annoying feeling of guilt that might otherwise accompany such actions. She had earn

Missy feigned a respectable shock, covering her mouth with a slight turn of her black-gloved hand to half-obscure her smile. "I know exactly what you mean, Jane. It's like he sends his very soul out to ride on the music. When Carlo performs, I also find myself exceedingly... moved." Capping the comment with a conspiratorial glance to the younger woman, Missy turned her gaze back to the stage. And her mind strayed to the memory of her first time hearing Carlo Amankona. Millicent Fisher had often played the medium and described the sensation of her spirit drifting unmoored above her body like a buoy on the open sea to gawking marks around

Edmund Blackwood surveyed the grand hall from above, a cacophony of fleeting emotions and simple desires, it was quite the turn out, anyone that was anyone seemed to have made it. 'Assuming our singer doesnt disappoint it should be an interesting evening.' Edmund thought to himself His focus then shifted to the redhead next to him. Slowly, he traced his thumb over the swell of Vivienne's breast, his touch was hot and electric, and her whole body jerked in response. A sharp, shaky gasp tore from her throat as her nipple hardened instantly against the silk. A fresh wave of wet arousal flowed from her nether regions. In the back of her min

Back at Gearhart Repairs, besides the locomotive station she was employed for, there was almost always a scent that clung to the place. And she lived there. The dry, woody notes of sawdust, smoke from any manner of fuel she required, and as of these last few months the acrid scent of gunpowder. Living there, Millie had fully accepted- and even welcomed- that she wasn't to be at home with the others in this town. After all, she wasn't at home anywhere. But it was one thing to smell like a machinist in your workspace, and quite another outside of it. Millie could care less what people thought, usually, when she went about her business around th

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

Capacity. Over capacity? This is safe. The loud droning murmuring of so many people awaiting the coming show near one of the few entrances into the hall quieted into hushed whispers and brief, peaceful moments of silence. It spread like a bubble, drifted down along one of the crowded lanes of traffic, and the way it parted people lingering within the crowded aisle made it appear almost physical in nature. As it passed some within the crowd left behind grew louder. Others kept their conversations low. Most of the conversations were dreadfully boring, the same sort of thing that had been discussed again and again. "Who is that?"

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

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

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

Nice to meet ya all. I'm Eden, expect me in any possible club. I really like roleplays no matter the topic. FYI, I like Yuri, Yaoi, Fantasy and Extreme Roleplays, so be kind with me or disrespect me. I kinda like both things.

I'm halfway through creating Jack Bennett, then I just have to do Joshua Thane, then get a intro hook setup. If all goes well, we'll be ready to play first week of Jan!

Hi there, I'm fairly new to forums, think I tried some about a decade ago but was massively more shy back then so never really hit it off. I am not however new to roleplaying, and look forward to the potential chats and future role-playing partners! I have experience playing mostly women but also men, love to add in NPCs, and are currently craving having at least two main characters! Hope whenever you are, you find yourself in good spirits, thank you for reading.

I like to go by catie(cah-tee) on pretty much anything. Anyway hi hello it is me the person named catie. I'm not the most experienced when it comes to roleplay as I've only had a few experiences with it, specifically with real people. I am an 18 year-old individual that has a very non-busy school life. I play lots and lots of video games and watch gaming stuff on the YouTubes. Send me an EcchiText if you wanna chat, I think it'd be cool to meet new people! dan mentioned

Sorry everyone... slow going, but I'm working on the next post!

@WickedCadrach Edmund is only going there because you tied Red Jenny to him via "she has been in his bed" trying to figure what is going on. But he won't tell your character that.

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

There she was, sandwiched between Alica Von Vulf, who kept tyring to talk to her- the tinkerer had gotten the impression that she had work for her, but there were so many half-finished projects of her own littering the workshop... not that she couldn't use the cash, and on the other side was Willis Sloan, a man who held her by the throat with a noose of that very same money. She longed to be back in the comforting seclusion of Gearheart Repairs, and out of this horrible dress~ But, mercifully fate chose to spare her at least some part of one of the most uncomfortable nights in her life as Silas Ward took the stage. He was ever a showman- even

I have ideas (assignment weekend but will try to get replies in once that's all done!)

The hall exhales as the gaslight softens and a hush falls over the crowd as Mr. Silas Ward takes the stage, stepping into the limelight with an easy flourish, arms opening as if to embrace the room. “Ladies and gentlemen!” He beams, voice rich and ringing, and then continues. “Patrons of refinement, lovers of art, seekers of wonder... welcome! Tonight, you have gathered not merely for music, but for experience. For those rare moments when sound becomes story, and story becomes something that lingers long after the final note.” There is a ripple of approving murmurs. Mr. Ward paces, savoring them. “You know his name. You have wh

I assumed you brought it up because it was something Edmund should notice. It may not be a threat that doesn't mean it isn't worth his attention. I don't believe Edmund knows about Carlo's magic this could give him a clue. But I'll decide later what I do with he reply. Thanks.

the free hotel: I (your mother) worked her ass off for a week long vacation at the grandest resort in the world for me and my son! However upon entering we discovered its true secret. All clothes are banned. Sex is encouraged and embraced as long as you consent (or not!) you can fuck anyone anything anywhere I got this plot from Reddit Idk the og source tho. But dm me if interested! if this didnt interest you feel free to suggest something else!

There really isn't a mechanic for that. We just decide if it's narratively interesting for Edmund to notice it or not. Do you want him to be distracted by something that his advanced automaton assistant has decided is not a threat, or would you rather have him enjoy time with those very accommodating ladies? You can write that he heard it or not; he'll have the same information that TIAL-V has. "the hum was soft, intimate, unmistakable. It seemed oddly familiar." You could even say it's like a dream half-remembered. It's up to you.

@AsBloodTurnsEverCold Backstage, Just Before the Curtain The low murmur of the hall could be heard behind the curtain, and a few of the musicians exchanged excited glances as Kojo finished his preparation. One of them, a fiddler with rosin-stained fingers, let out a quiet breath and said, half in awe, half in nerves, “It feels like they're already listening.” Another nodded, adjusting a strap, eyes flicking toward the stage door. “They’re leaning in already, boss man.” Mr. Ward lingered just a moment longer than strictly necessary, hands clasped, watching Kojo with open admiration that bordered on reverence. “Extraordinary

Millie had been unfortunate enough to become acquainted with Mister Sloan her very first Month in Prospect Junction, and from the very start had seen the snake behind all smiles and well-mannered business acumen. As time went on, he stopped even bothering with the mask- why would he even need it anymore? She was trapped in debt to the man, and there was little the tinkerer good do to get out from under his thumb without a huge windfall. It's part of the reason she had started taking those jobs with the Exchange. 'One bad decision into another,' she thought glumly. There was a solution. There was always a solution. She just needed to think it

The Thane-Cash Rebirth Hall settles into that charged, breath-held quiet that only comes just before a performance. Gaslight glows warm against polished wood and silver inlay, throwing flattering shadows across a packed main floor where townsfolk in their finest stand shoulder to shoulder, eyes fixed forward. Above them, the private boxes form a ring of velvet and gilt: Missy sits close beside Jane Montgomery in the Montgomery family box as Jane’s attention never leaves the stage. Adelaide Montgomery reclines beside them, silk and jewels catching the light. Edmund occupies his own box, partially veiled by curtains, a glass in ha

Once StarlitSiren posts, I'll probably do a few posts (or one big post with sections for each NPC) as people react to the arrival of the PCs, give you all a chance to react/chat/have some rp fun, then I'll have the Master of Ceremonies (a respectable and quite likeable chap named Mr. Silas Ward) step on stage for introductions so we can get to the show!

I also ban you after I find out you're a dupe account. Buhbai.

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.

I just finished Jack Bennett, and here are some teasers from his sheet: Value: Honor “I keep my word, even when breaking it would be safer.” Justice “The law protects the powerful; justice protects everyone else.” Relationships: Alicia von Vulf sees something in me that could either save me or damn me forever. Missy Fisher and I know exactly how dangerous each other are, and we keep each other anyway. Joshua Thane is proof that the law is just another predator with a badge. Distinction: Fixer: You’re called in to “fix” a problem when no other solution can be found. Through a mix of kn

We haven't named it yet. I'm open to suggestions. My placeholder name right now is "Prospect Junction"

(DOES THE TOWN HAVE A NAME OR HAVE I MISSED THAT?)

Well I'll be hog-tied! (don't get any ideas) You're right. For some reason I have him as Jack Bennett on EVERY sheet lol. I must have read it wrong or gone all Pride and Prejudice in my mind... I'll have to change that everywhere. Jane is also a resource. Sigh. I forgot that you actually moved her when I gave everyone the option to keep them as relationships or drop them to resources. I'll get those changes made. Thanks for noticing!

This was Novaer. Although out stories are very similar. I too am married, my wife is @Neptune. As for how long, how, why and such... well, if you know, you know, you know? Thanks to whoever reacted. I have corrected the record for this account holder. Me. Tema. :)

Decided to edit my post a bit, add a little life to the post and use the prompt even though I had already posted. I feel a bit better about it.

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!

Hello there, everyone. Welcome to a thing I decided to start trying, and that is sharing my reviews on Hentai episodes/series of porn that I watch/watched. There are certain genres I'll never touch since they don't appeal to me, so yeah. In this series of sorts?? I will be sharing my opinion on each episode and then the series in total. I do hope y'all will find this fun and engage in reactions/emojis on the messages (please don't add comments in here; if you want to comment, send EcchiText to me). So let's start off today with a certain Hentai that seemingly a bunch of people know well. Same goes for me~ ---- Himawari wa Yoru

Hello there, everyone. Welcome back everyone to the Hentai Review Series by yours truly, normally I am not going to post one after the other each day it is just that I wanted to do so today. Nonetheless I do hope you enjoy this read about another Hentai I watch again recently so sit back jerk your cock or whatever else you do reading these lol and enjoy. I do hope y'all will find this fun and engage in reactions/emojis on the messages (please don't add comments in here; if you want to comment, send EcchiText to me). So for today this is a more Vanilla Hentai that I believe a bunch will love due to the Women looking gorgeous ( Though wh

Woohoo! My excitement is riding high right now.

Hewwo~! I'm Lynn, a 20-year-old Asian cutie standing at 142cm tall. I'm a gamer at heart, and a roleplay lover! I'm new to this platform, so there are so many stuffs that i don't understand. But surely, I'll get it after spending some time here. But I'm totally not new to roleplay~! Fufu! I enjoy teasing, playful moments, and strong, confident characters who know how to have a good time. Drama? Not my thing! I’m all about positive vibes and sweet, cozy moments. I can be a little moody sometimes, but once I’m comfortable, I can get pretty cuddly and cute ^0^ ABOUT ME I’m a college student, so naturally, I’ll get busy with s