Sure I forgive you,
But you owe me one...
Someday........ :)
But you owe me one...
Someday........ :)
Varshanka Member
The Lost Soul, The Lonely God, The Weeping Angel
STATUS: Somewhere between Heaven and Hell 1 mo ago
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Bio
So if you've made it this far you have an interest in me and my writing.
I'm human, unfortunately.
I prefer cats and dogs over humans. They just don't start drama. Well cats do, but that's just being a cat.
If I had a choice, I'd be dead. But I've tried that, and it didn't work out.
I write on several forum groups under a couple different names.
I will never give my Real Name, my Gender and opinions on that will not be revealed.
I've never cared what anyone I write with is. As long as you write in English and well it doesn't matter.
Although there are times when I wish an Alien/Angel/Demon/mutant/Werewolf/Vampire would come to my house and say "We need to talk"
Yes, I've died. Like full on CPR resurrection dead. God kicked me out.
I'm human, unfortunately.
I prefer cats and dogs over humans. They just don't start drama. Well cats do, but that's just being a cat.
If I had a choice, I'd be dead. But I've tried that, and it didn't work out.
I write on several forum groups under a couple different names.
I will never give my Real Name, my Gender and opinions on that will not be revealed.
I've never cared what anyone I write with is. As long as you write in English and well it doesn't matter.
Although there are times when I wish an Alien/Angel/Demon/mutant/Werewolf/Vampire would come to my house and say "We need to talk"
Yes, I've died. Like full on CPR resurrection dead. God kicked me out.
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The School Of Special Skills and Talents- Applicants Accepted Now
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28 days ago
Forum: Free Roleplay
Allana Lang of the House of Kent
Walking through the halls she’d been called to the morning orientation and after listening to a corporate higher education spiel with a slight twist. She even started chuckling for moment as she wondered if anyone here could nuke the planet?
Be kinda sexy if she could find a Teenage Negasonic Warhead, they had to be hell in bed. Looking around the group as the Doctor gave his speech she wondered just how many had powers.
When no one else went forward she did, might as well get this over with she figured. Walking forwards she went up the steps and looked at Dr. Andre. “Allana Lang.. Kent” She told him. “Schedule..”
Walking through the halls she’d been called to the morning orientation and after listening to a corporate higher education spiel with a slight twist. She even started chuckling for moment as she wondered if anyone here could nuke the planet?
Be kinda sexy if she could find a Teenage Negasonic Warhead, they had to be hell in bed. Looking around the group as the Doctor gave his speech she wondered just how many had powers.
When no one else went forward she did, might as well get this over with she figured. Walking forwards she went up the steps and looked at Dr. Andre. “Allana Lang.. Kent” She told him. “Schedule..”
Jasper “Kalan” Raven
“Sex? Who said anything about sex?” Kalan snickered. “Terms? Terms?”
“Contract maker, deal breaker.” Sniffing at the air he twitched. His head snapping hard enough that the cracking on it’s spine was audible even to the human host buried deep inside. ‘Frankincense, Myrrh. Honey… Holy weapon. Gonna take more to heal that..”
“My Terms… I heal you.. even the holy damage. And you owe me a favor. Whatever I ask, as long as it’s within your power. If you cannot, then the debt is still owed.”
“Within... Six Years, six months, Six days, Six hours, Six minutes, and sex seconds from the last wound is healed. I must call the debt, or it is forgiven and forgotten.”
Moving around as he spoke Kalen examined the Wounds without touching Puriel or the Host. “I’m thinking of opening a club.. Lucifer’s Playground.”
“A place to teach the young-lings some S&M. Have the occasional... sacrifice. Leeches for the occasional bloodletting. And where to arrange the annual.. foxing.”
Looking up from his potential client he gazed at the shadows with a strange lust in his eyes. “Leave not oh beauty of the night. For perchance a bargain we might make.” Watching as she reformed in the chair, he quivered like a schoolboy looking at his first naked supermodel picture. Or perhaps meeting his boyhood crush.
“Sex? Who said anything about sex?” Kalan snickered. “Terms? Terms?”
“Contract maker, deal breaker.” Sniffing at the air he twitched. His head snapping hard enough that the cracking on it’s spine was audible even to the human host buried deep inside. ‘Frankincense, Myrrh. Honey… Holy weapon. Gonna take more to heal that..”
“My Terms… I heal you.. even the holy damage. And you owe me a favor. Whatever I ask, as long as it’s within your power. If you cannot, then the debt is still owed.”
“Within... Six Years, six months, Six days, Six hours, Six minutes, and sex seconds from the last wound is healed. I must call the debt, or it is forgiven and forgotten.”
Moving around as he spoke Kalen examined the Wounds without touching Puriel or the Host. “I’m thinking of opening a club.. Lucifer’s Playground.”
“A place to teach the young-lings some S&M. Have the occasional... sacrifice. Leeches for the occasional bloodletting. And where to arrange the annual.. foxing.”
Looking up from his potential client he gazed at the shadows with a strange lust in his eyes. “Leave not oh beauty of the night. For perchance a bargain we might make.” Watching as she reformed in the chair, he quivered like a schoolboy looking at his first naked supermodel picture. Or perhaps meeting his boyhood crush.
In
Princess the Hopeful: Freeform Contagion (Magical Girls and Boys in the Chronicles of Darkness)
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29 days ago
Forum: Casual Interest Checks
gonna have to say no for now. can't find any pdf to get for free. and he information i'm finding makes it look like a bad mashup of world of Darkness and the Matrix.
But I wish you luck
But I wish you luck
In
Princess the Hopeful: Freeform Contagion (Magical Girls and Boys in the Chronicles of Darkness)
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29 days ago
Forum: Casual Interest Checks
Are you seeking more players.. I played wod for all the nineties and until 2006
i watch this thread, and accidentally made a comment here meant for another thread.
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The School Of Special Skills and Talents- Applicants Accepted Now
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30 days ago
Forum: Free Roleplay
soon?
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Jasper “Kalan” Raven
Stepping across the threshold Kalen gazed lovingly at the host on the floor. She’d been fucked up so nicely, that was gonna leave a mark on her soul.
Puriel, the other named him Puriel. He was an old one then. A Fallen One. Did he follow Father Lucifer in the Greta War? Or did he fall after?
She was making a deal with Puriel! NO! NO! NO!
“Mine. I was here first. Listen to my offer she must..”
Straddling the body he crouched over it, his tongue dancing across his blade. Pushing Jasper down down down he spoke. Couldn’t let the Human know everything. Hehhehe.
“Fix you I can… Master of Blood I am.” Kalen purred. “Fix you I will. For a favor small. I help you. You help me.” Leaning down close he licked Puriel’s face his tongue slithering along and within an eye socket. He rolled the eyeball itself like a precious delicacy. Yummy. He wanted to swallow it hole and enjoy the rage/screams/pain. But he didn’t.
Leaning back he kissed the Hosts forehead, the eye healed. “Freebee, a taste of my skills.” chuckling at his own morbid humor he started cackling for a moment. Before he settled down.
Leaning in he licked her neck. “Deal we make?” He asked. “See all the wounds I must. Naked you need be.” Yeah, hell yeah. He needed to see her naked. Not really, but demons were liars and thieves.
Stepping across the threshold Kalen gazed lovingly at the host on the floor. She’d been fucked up so nicely, that was gonna leave a mark on her soul.
Puriel, the other named him Puriel. He was an old one then. A Fallen One. Did he follow Father Lucifer in the Greta War? Or did he fall after?
She was making a deal with Puriel! NO! NO! NO!
“Mine. I was here first. Listen to my offer she must..”
Straddling the body he crouched over it, his tongue dancing across his blade. Pushing Jasper down down down he spoke. Couldn’t let the Human know everything. Hehhehe.
“Fix you I can… Master of Blood I am.” Kalen purred. “Fix you I will. For a favor small. I help you. You help me.” Leaning down close he licked Puriel’s face his tongue slithering along and within an eye socket. He rolled the eyeball itself like a precious delicacy. Yummy. He wanted to swallow it hole and enjoy the rage/screams/pain. But he didn’t.
Leaning back he kissed the Hosts forehead, the eye healed. “Freebee, a taste of my skills.” chuckling at his own morbid humor he started cackling for a moment. Before he settled down.
Leaning in he licked her neck. “Deal we make?” He asked. “See all the wounds I must. Naked you need be.” Yeah, hell yeah. He needed to see her naked. Not really, but demons were liars and thieves.
I was told I should rearrange my mood.
But that could spell my doom.
But that could spell my doom.
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