Leaderboard

Imma keep it simple, hi call me Ghost or Chasi, or baby if you silly~ I like roleplay and keeping it easy, DM me if you wanna here my ideas, other than that enjoy yourselves, get to know me more and I'll open up more~~

Mostly contending with summer heat and working hard to make payment for upcoming bills, but scrambling to get posts that I need out over the weekend before the heat picks up over the next few days. -.-

Im flexible in how im fuckable :3

@DreamsnThingsJust took the time to fully read her profile! 10/10, would plow into the ground

said fuck it, made a Bee themed streamer slut who reviews clubs as an excuse to fuck around woot to zandra ^u^

Hello Everyone. I'm Trisha. I have recently joined this site as I am wanting to have some Roleplay and also want to meet some fun people. I am not so sure if I did all the steps properly. Feel free to message me and help me improve myself. With time I'll surely be involved in RP.

Pull the box out from under my bed and offer a plug to complete the circle (I can leave the toy box in the middle for anyone else; it's all clean)

Hmmm

My favorite!~

Unless you prefer to be carried~

Ooh! Maray can meet new peeps!

Name: Zandra "Honeyfluff" Landrase Age: 19 Is a: Female Streamer and critic Seeking: A good time, be it Male, Female, Futanari, or anything really Characteristics: streaming equipment built into her left arm along with her left eye doubling as a camera, a small drone named Beezwacks pops out of the cybernetic left arm from time to time with their own camera, floating around with grav tech to get a few good shots General Info: A semi popular streamer known to venture into little known clubs, bars, and hangouts well being very mildly unhinged, has been known to fuck a rando if her chat finds them cute. her stream name i

Me neither so I just watch. No idea if I want to do anything yet or what I'd do if I tried so yeah. This is just on my watchlist for now...

Oh fuck i still need to make a character x.x i have next to no experience with cyber punk bleaaahgg i dont know what to do x.x

I can see Maray trying to impress a bar critic! I will need go get another reply in soon!

im circling back to this after a mild crashout IRL, anyone have any suggestions for characters they would like to see? I have completely lost track of what I was considering before IRL got busy

I need to get a reply in here soon...

"Tis most precious to Neptunus Pater, more than all lost jewels taken to his vaults 'neath the cold, vast abyss—with voice gilded in Apollo's rays and song more charmed than Orpheus' refrains." Travor Dunfrey, slapped the dusty journal to his thigh and spat as the motion kicked ancient dust up to his grimacing lips. "That's a whole lot of pretty 'nothin'. What the hell are we looking for? Oy, tomb raider! I think I've followed far enough to get more of an explanation than, 'it's valuable'." "It's likely a chime... or a singing bowl," Clara Roft replied in cool disinterest, tilting her head to allow the braid of her storm-black hair to fa

Hello All, just recently joined so figured it was time for a little post about me. I'm Olivia or Livvy to my friends and i love to roleplay. i almost always play busty girls looking to get in trouble, i tend towards the bratty submissive but have been known to play most roles. i dabble with AI art so you will likely get a pic i have made for any character i do decide to play here

Oh it was picking up now? Don’t get closer though. She was content to watch. She had mostly just wanted to watch, see how Evi reacted to the first time, at least the first time in a place like this. As long as they did not try to sneak off, no reason to change her plans. Let them have their fun. But should she try to do more? A delicate balance, not try to scare them off, hopefully excite them, encourage them to do more. Give them a little bonus show if they wanted it. But she would have to figure out what to do if she got more excited. She was getting a little turned on now, watching them, imagining what they might do. But it was

How could you not give that impression? I mean, I'm sure most people would consider you to be handsome. I guess. Such a thought was bit too forward for her to voice, even when she was a hint tipsy. Perhaps with more alcohol she might have. But then that also gave away some power to her partner, some thing that he could use in order to get a leg up on their teasing against one another. Still, she could relate. Evi had always been a watcher, much like the one who was watching them at the moment. She had noticed, of course, but Evi was good at pretending not to have noticed things. It was very important for her work. Perhaps the drinks and

"True words of the day, if I heard any." Dalton sighed softly. Whether he knew or didn't, Evi's words gave him a little bit of insight that the work they undertook would always be dangerous, no matter what he did. Whether she was dodging bullets or sexual advances, he could neither tell at a glance nor ask her about, it was personal information. He was glad to be a guy in that he only really needed to avoid bullets and violence primarily. Perhaps in a way, he had it easier than Evi did... But that was all the more reason he needed to make her experiences here tonight memorable before she returned to work. If there was something he could be su

This heat is miserable. -_x Gonna try to get my posts in before I crash into the bed for a nap, work was tiring.

Name: Oliva May, Livvy to her friends Age: 23 Is a: Human Female Seeking: Partner preference: Female, Futanari, but will play with any when in the right mood Characteristics: Any pertinent physical characteristics. Olivia is busty, the first thing anyone will notice about her is those huge perky tits and large pierced nipples often tenting the fabric of the tight tops she likes to wear, the second thing would be her wide child bearing hips. General Info: Olivia is new in town looking to make it as an actress Favorites: being pushed around and used by strong futanari girls who just seem to know that Olivia need

“It’s so much more fun when they have a little spirit left…makes the noises you will soon be making more satisfying.” It was often the case in demon mating, though more complicated there, but the conquest aspect, made it much more appealing with a human. She hated him so much, but he was convinced she was going to enjoy it, and hate herself for it. But in time maybe the General would teach her to embrace it? Would she be kept as a toy, or be one of those few twisted into having loyalty to demons? It would be fun to see. This might not be his only time with her. ”But how much can you fight, I wonder?” He stepped closer, leaned over

Not watched, not quite yet. Had they figured it yet though? That was something to consider. Ryoko was giving them their space, unable to hear anything they said, unless they spoke up loud enough for her to intentionally hear, or start making noises on the louder side. And had not opened her eyes just yet. But she was not being as subtle as she could have been. Borderline enough to be suspicious but not obvious maybe? It was always possible she could have wanted to claim the spot before the crowds came in. Hoped for a bigger audience. That might have been fun actually. But things were quiet so far. Unless Dai came up, it would be a pr

"Danger depends on the job, I suppose." Some, like the job she was currently tasked with, were pretty chill. Hardly any risk of violence, at least if she was careful, and she was generally very careful. In fact this one was far easier than most others, at least if the rumors about this place were true. Instead of sneaking cameras into some place or finding a hiding spot or a good open window all she would have to do is wait. Wait for things to really kick off while he was here. Fucking in the open was a pretty easy payday for her. In a way she hoped the rumors were true, if for no other reason than that. There were other jobs where

"You too, huh? I can't tell if your line of work is as dangerous as mine in a physical manner of speaking, or dangerous because of who and what you are." Dalton truly couldn't be sure how dangerous the life of a Private Investigator could be, digging in places for information people shouldn't be... But he couldn't imagine her having the same kind of violent altercations he did in his daily work life, investigating seemingly unrelated criminal elements and seeing how they fit into the greater scope of the city life. Working with Graf and other sentient AIs to connect the pieces in investigations that the police couldn't solve. The fact that so

A bit of a preface, when I approach roleplay I never come into it with my feelings into my character. It's always me writing for a character and keeping myself and said character(s) separate. With that said, I can write any type of plot and there was a time when I've done cheating roleplays but they became repetitive with someone cheating for the hell of it or having a spouse be neglectful so finding comfort in that. Now, none of that interests me. If I were to do a roleplay with an affair again, I want to write a scenario where someone is in a happy loving marriage but for some reason, they find an attraction to another person. They lov

Voting is closed, and we have a tie for first place in Challenge 39. Both @Minorikawa and @WickedCadrach tied and share the pot! Congrats to our winners!

Emiri held her stomach from where she had been hit. She shook her head and rolled her eyes as the demon spoke to her, trying to hide the fear she had. Of course he knew what he was going to be able to do to her. Canata made sure she understood that. She shook her head and let out a soft noise as he moved closer to her. "Don't touch me.... with your flithy body. Don't do it..." She said and tried to move, but honestly, there was nowhere for her to go. She turned to look at Canata who was standing there and watching them. The orc-like demon was talking about all the different ways that he could take her and it made her gag a little bit. S

Paranoia was new of the factors that pulled Ryoko into this of course, though it was less of a factor after getting drunk and shifting to her other motivation. Now the trick was just to avoid scaring them off. In the best case scenario, maybe motivate them to do what she wanted to see. At some point she had to open her eyes, but much like stripping, that was a judgement call. She would hate to miss much of it. She would be happy if she could just watch though, an invitation to join in was probably hoping for too much, and she would not risk getting closer without an invitation. But maybe it was time to slowly start showing more. She

Long time Internet lurker. New to actually posting something out there. Just wanted to say hi.

Paranoid, huh? That thought almost made Evi smile. Almost. "Being paranoid isn't bad. It has saved me on more than one occassion." It just meant he was being careful, and there was nothing wrong with that. She was the same way. Well, most of the time. Sometimes risks had to be taken, but it was always better to go into things with a solid plan, even if they generally ended up breaking down by the end. Maybe we are alike in some ways. Dalton's reaction to her getting in close was quite amusing! It was certainly deserved after all the teasing he had inflicted upon her. When it came to these sorts of things, or really most things,

There didn't feel like any kind of plan here... Of course, how could there be? This was his time off for now, Dalton was simply enjoying himself... Of course, the busi proposal by Evi could have thrown a little bit of a wrench into that plan, but instead he found a way to both take on a little bit of work, and still enjoy himself at the same time. As long as he had Graf monitoring the cameras when possible, he could take his time enjoying himself, getting to know Evi, perhaps trying to make sense of how someone like her managed to go into working at a Private Investigation firm. What were the odds that he managed to find someone like this dur

Imo, it's all in creativity and how willing you are to play around with the designs a bit. They have fun appearances (I adore the insect-like themes some/most of the Sincho models have), but I think the bigger issue is that we only have a handful of chars currently active and they're all more or less in one place. Also not too many collectively active of the female (we have 3 active?), futa (just 1?), and femboy (The one char we have isn't active yet) lineup to appeal to the Sincho models so there's that too...

well i mean the only rrule seems tto be be tto keep it to the cyber punk setting, as long as you do thatt you should be good... im starting to consider to shift my npc's to people and just calling them off model robots tto be honest... the ones ive been using so far i mean sure tthe design is cool... but honestly i have no idea what im roleplaying or how to describe them. tthey certain don't look as functional as i thought they would be

oh ya, a Social media influincer bar critic seemed equal parts hilarious, fitting, and fun... are we keeping to any particular setting restrictions or are we good to BS a bit well designing a character who fits in a cyber punk setting?

has anyone fucked yet?

I think this was this was the last thing you were considering, whether you wanted to stick to that or try something else. See if others have ideas, I might see if I can think of something, though my time to write over the weekend will be spotty with family visiting (and will be out a good chunk of tomorrow, related to that).

Ryoko did not really have experience doing this, and was a little clumsy with the drunkenness. But she was not completely awful at it either. The examples she drew from were rather skilled, at least some of them. Women who could have taught her when she was younger, if she was not trying to escape that life. What would they say, if they saw her now? What would mom think? Thoughts she did not want to overly dwell on. There was a different between being a slut and a whore. That’s what she thought. A subtle but important difference. She might count as the former, especially in a place like this. But she did not want to become the late

Now it was Evi who needed to worry about an accelerated heartbeat! Dalton was rather bold, pressing his head against her chest. Besides the faint softness which suggested that she was in fact a woman he could also feel the rapid thumps of her heart against the side of his head. She hadn't actually expected that sort of intimate contact! At least not this early in the night! Perhaps later when everyone became drunk, but by then she could wiggle her way away, provided she remained sober enough! Regardless her eyes lifted towards the ceiling, her way of distracting herself. Letting on how touch starved she actually was would have been too embarr

Something about her demeanor made Dalton feel as if the approach to talk quietly to her... Might not have been the best approach. He had been a bit more audacious and forward about it, and it was meant to be a little bit playful in a way, but her tail moved in small flicks in the kind of way an annoyed cat might lash its tail when something bothered it. 'Okay, maybe that wasn't the best way to approach the idea. Maybe you got her hopes up? Maybe you threw her off her guard... Maybe stick to just doing things directly going forward.' He chided himself inwardly... But thankfully she wasn't too upset not to share information with him, so maybe

Ryoko was far enough she could not hear a lot of what was being said. That suited her mostly. Other than the concern over them being law enforcement and maybe looking for her, she was not too concerned with what they said. She respected people’s privacy in that sense. But no thoughts on whether or not she knew or had experience with the Julius Evi was investigating. She might have been a natural person to ask though, That said she was hoping to see something that was normally very private, but often not private in a place like this. She was not watching them either just yet, still deciding what to do. She said at the bar she was not m

just a suggestion but in the future should we consider making a section that reflects life in the cyber punk city or world? ive noticed in the beginning how many characters talk like tthey have notable intresting lives outside tthe club, and was woundering if thats something to zoom in on?

One of the things eating my time, especially on the weekends, is finally done. Work writing time may remain limited, but hopefully will pick up frequency after work and on weekends from here on (except next weekend, when I’ll have family over). Should get reply here and elsewhere in the morning.

A single mischievous flick ran along the length of the cat's tail. It was amusing to hear her drinking companion's heart race. Had he been expecting something else? Normally she wouldn't be up for teasing people, but the drink made her more open to such things. Maybe she could have a little bit of fun on this job. It would help her to fit in, right? Remaining stiffly sat up in some corner the entire night would only draw attention. Can I trust him not to take advantage though? Heck, can I trust myself not to lose control? Pink brightened further across her cheeks. It was another amusing image: the much smaller feline putting the Hum

Thank the stars, it's the weekend. x_x Time to catch up on a few replies, and then get whisked away for multiplayer shenanigans.

"... Err, you're leaning in a bit-" Dalton began to speak, mild worry etched on his features as Evi leaned in for what seemed like a kiss. Oh crap, he should have heeded Maray's warning, the Cobalt Velvet really WAS too potent for her first drink. However, she stopped short at the last moment and only broke into a whisper, allowing the males' heartbeat to return to normal. He definitely wasn't waiting for a kiss or anything like that at all! But the mention of her not being law enforcement at least managed to make him chuckle a bit. "I wouldn't really be worried if you were, you know. There's something fun about imagining being put in handcuf

Jimmy Lizbit stared in dismay at the monitor, simultaneously wondering how he got in this situation and knowing full well how he got here. The pitch meeting for Golden Eagle Liquor was tomorrow and he had bupkiss. Less than bupkiss. He hadn’t taken the campaign seriously, because who the hell cares about some liquor chain in Arkansas. His boss. That’s who. Come on, how was he supposed to know Golden Eagle was owned by the boss’ grandmother? He had nothing but the worst case of writer’s block in advertising history. Interrupting a thought spiral rapidly descending toward insanity was the most atrocious singing. Horny tomcats w