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Now I'm confused. What sort of party is the current one?
Valentine's Day party, right?
Valentine's Day party, right?
Valentine's Day party, right?
I want to see the room.
Kyle blinked as his half sister left the building, then shrugged and headed down the hall. Maybe she was just shy. That was probably it, shy or nervous. Ok, that was fine. He could wait.
Sticking his head in a few doors, he found a room that didn't smell funny and seemed to have reasonably clean furnishings. He set his bag down, stretched his back till it popped like a gunshot, and taped a map of the camp to the inside of his door. I suppose I can wear you openly. I'll need some sort of sword belt.
Now unburdened, he headed back outside in search of sunglasses and a leatherworker. Hey, you think those stories about nymphs are true? Think any are here?
If there are, would you like my advice?
Only up to a certain point. After her shirt comes off, I want you to shut up and stay that way till I give you permission to speak again.
The I'kok fell silent again, and Kyle walked on.
That's a lot of kids in Aphrodite's cabin. You think any of them ever...
The I'kok vibrated very slightly in its scabbard, the nearest it ever came to laughter. Just stay away from the daughters of Ares and Athena when I'm not there to help you. They could hand you your ass without effort.
"Don't threaten me with a good time," Kyle drawled aloud, as he found a crafting bench. He rooted around in a drawer and found a pattern for a pair of attachment straps that would keep the sword at an angle for suitable drawing. The curved weapon wasn't much like any others around the camp, Kyle wondered if he'd be mocked for carrying a scimitar instead of a falcata or short sword like most other campers. Oh, well. If they mocked him too much, he'd show them. The sword was a ruthlessly pragmantic creature when it came to combat.
Kyle blinked as his half sister left the building, then shrugged and headed down the hall. Maybe she was just shy. That was probably it, shy or nervous. Ok, that was fine. He could wait.
Sticking his head in a few doors, he found a room that didn't smell funny and seemed to have reasonably clean furnishings. He set his bag down, stretched his back till it popped like a gunshot, and taped a map of the camp to the inside of his door. I suppose I can wear you openly. I'll need some sort of sword belt.
Now unburdened, he headed back outside in search of sunglasses and a leatherworker. Hey, you think those stories about nymphs are true? Think any are here?
If there are, would you like my advice?
Only up to a certain point. After her shirt comes off, I want you to shut up and stay that way till I give you permission to speak again.
The I'kok fell silent again, and Kyle walked on.
That's a lot of kids in Aphrodite's cabin. You think any of them ever...
The I'kok vibrated very slightly in its scabbard, the nearest it ever came to laughter. Just stay away from the daughters of Ares and Athena when I'm not there to help you. They could hand you your ass without effort.
"Don't threaten me with a good time," Kyle drawled aloud, as he found a crafting bench. He rooted around in a drawer and found a pattern for a pair of attachment straps that would keep the sword at an angle for suitable drawing. The curved weapon wasn't much like any others around the camp, Kyle wondered if he'd be mocked for carrying a scimitar instead of a falcata or short sword like most other campers. Oh, well. If they mocked him too much, he'd show them. The sword was a ruthlessly pragmantic creature when it came to combat.
I hear that...
btw, Vicier, I'll be on for a while, do you want to collab on a dialogue?
btw, Vicier, I'll be on for a while, do you want to collab on a dialogue?
Kyle found himself staring into a pair of absently unfocused eyes that reminded him of his mother when she was in the muse, though the color was wrong. He grinned at her. "Aye, I'm the son o' Morpheus," he confirmed. "An' I'm very pleased to be meetin' you. So, you're my sister? Half, sister, anyway, which is close enough for me."
He spread his arms, offering a hug.
She can't see you, you ass.
What do you mean? Just because Syleste didn't react right away, it was an awkward moment and he turned the movement into a stretch, making his back pop. The I'kok wasn't a concealable weapon, it rode in a leather cylindrical tube, the sort of thing that an artist might carry a canvas in. He wondered how she'd react to it, if she'd received a similar mark of favor.
He spread his arms, offering a hug.
She can't see you, you ass.
What do you mean? Just because Syleste didn't react right away, it was an awkward moment and he turned the movement into a stretch, making his back pop. The I'kok wasn't a concealable weapon, it rode in a leather cylindrical tube, the sort of thing that an artist might carry a canvas in. He wondered how she'd react to it, if she'd received a similar mark of favor.
Greetings.
Thank you for taking the time to read this.
I'm Vonghese, and I'm a serious Star Wars fan. I'm only looking for a partner who also knows her way around the Galaxy Far Far Away, and loves it. She also has to be an articulate writer, who is comfortable with pushing all the limits of gore and sex. Her characters can't be (or remain) shirking violets, they have to be compelling. I play strong, pragmatic male characters who are looking for a partner, not a ward.
The starting plots will vary somewhat, depending on your character's background. I love dealing with baggage in roleplays, it makes things so much more real. I intentionally left 'companion' vague. I want you to have as much control over your character's nature/background/skills as you wish. Just no freaky species, please, no Rodians, Aqualish, Mon Calamari, etc.
I have three pairings.
Sith Lord x Apprentice
Mandalorian x Companion
Yuuzhan Vong Warrior x Companion (Legacy Era Only)
Because of the darker and more erotic places our roleplays will inevitably go, I must insist on PMs or e-mail only.
As far as your writing style, quality over quantity PLEASE. I don't mind a single paragraph response (especially during a conversation or something), as long as it's a GOOD paragraph. Take pride in your writing. Remember, someone has to read it.
Lastly, communication communication communication. Talk to me. Tell me what you want to see happen, things you have planned for your character, so we can work together to get the most out of the roleplay. If you need a break or if you want to quit, don't be afraid to tell me. NOTE: if you go a week without contacting me, don't feel ashamed to reopen communications. I have that sort of anxiety, and it's a killer. More likely than not, I'll cheerfully resume the roleplay with you, with no hard feelings.
I don't think I've left anything out... feel free to contact me with any questions.
Thank you for taking the time to read this.
I'm Vonghese, and I'm a serious Star Wars fan. I'm only looking for a partner who also knows her way around the Galaxy Far Far Away, and loves it. She also has to be an articulate writer, who is comfortable with pushing all the limits of gore and sex. Her characters can't be (or remain) shirking violets, they have to be compelling. I play strong, pragmatic male characters who are looking for a partner, not a ward.
The starting plots will vary somewhat, depending on your character's background. I love dealing with baggage in roleplays, it makes things so much more real. I intentionally left 'companion' vague. I want you to have as much control over your character's nature/background/skills as you wish. Just no freaky species, please, no Rodians, Aqualish, Mon Calamari, etc.
I have three pairings.
Sith Lord x Apprentice
Mandalorian x Companion
Yuuzhan Vong Warrior x Companion (Legacy Era Only)
Because of the darker and more erotic places our roleplays will inevitably go, I must insist on PMs or e-mail only.
As far as your writing style, quality over quantity PLEASE. I don't mind a single paragraph response (especially during a conversation or something), as long as it's a GOOD paragraph. Take pride in your writing. Remember, someone has to read it.
Lastly, communication communication communication. Talk to me. Tell me what you want to see happen, things you have planned for your character, so we can work together to get the most out of the roleplay. If you need a break or if you want to quit, don't be afraid to tell me. NOTE: if you go a week without contacting me, don't feel ashamed to reopen communications. I have that sort of anxiety, and it's a killer. More likely than not, I'll cheerfully resume the roleplay with you, with no hard feelings.
I don't think I've left anything out... feel free to contact me with any questions.
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