this may take a while to explain, so I will try to shorten it for you
greetings, my name is Jamie, and I am 19, I am here to request that my account not be banned, I made a stupid joke, that I realised was wrong, in this joke I was asked if I had ever seen boobs, I replied, "what no I'm only 12 xD" as you can see, something very stupid to say, in which Sharpey reported it and Vally came over... I apologised to both and everyone in the area over the stupid joke, and I took a shower, when I came on this morning... I could not access my characters, but I had college... I got back at 4pm and checked my e-mails, only to discover I was banned. whilst I understand people cannot say that, and I shouldn't have, I would like to simply say that I am sorry, honestly. and I am asking very nicely, please unban me, I love this game, and even recently just brought premium 4 days ago...
thank you for reading, please get in touch soon, I already miss playing.
I even posted a picture also with me in college tag, to show I am clearly older than the age in the joke..
Posted by: Arthuro - 12-14-2015, 08:28 AM - Forum: RP
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Hi people!
So, English is not my first language and I'm wondering why everyone uses the third person while "text role playing" (public chat or bedroom)... *comes behind her/you and pinches her/your buttocks*, *he unzips his fly and lets his pants drop*, *grabs handcuffs...* etc... you know what I'm talking about
Seeing this everywhere I quickly adapted and now use this form myself... but I still don't understand it and to me it feels strange (I would have used the first singular person myself...)
So, as a non native speaker and a curious person by nature, can anyone enlighten me and help me understand?
Does it have some sort of literary roots that i'm not aware of?
Is this some grammatical form that just seems obvious to you because you've been using it since you were kids?
Is it just something that appeared on the internet without anyone knowing the source of it?
Is this for a completely different reason that I'm not seeing at all right now?
Before to read I have to clarify that I’ve written this story mostly following a doujinshi that I really enjoyed back in past. Plus English is not my native language and first time I write something like this.
If interested I'll share the title at the end.
Anyway here’s the story :
(A dance of light and shadow under a scarlet sky)
The story starts in an abandoned village, isolated in the deepest part of a mountain called the “The Scarlet Top”, a place where they say a person could find a reason to live, or die in the attempt of finding it.
At the top of this mountain is located a particular platform, once a place of human sacrifices made by an ancient order used to worship an unknown god of which we’ve no details about, but no one has seen it in decades, maybe never coming back to hometown due to death.
3rd day of actual month.
A young man has just approached the bridge that leads to the top. He’s dressed with simple and worn-out clothes, his face expresses the long journey, the fatigue, the will of a traveller, of a lone wolf person. He stops before the bridge that he needs to cross over to reach the other side of the cleft, touching the border of it with his hand, unsure about what to do.
Then he looks upon, staring at the so-called “Scarlet Top”, recalling to his mind why he’s here, why he travelled for months. Then thinks:
“Another day of my life has gone, another day feeling empty..I wonder what I’m looking for, or if I really desire to find something..well, today I’ll discover it. Death or life, I don’t care..I just want an answer”.
Still worried and unsure he starts to move on the old and rusted bridge, hearing strange noises step by step, moving slowly and carefully. He stops in the middle, pushing himself to move on.
He’s on the other side and what he sees in front of him is an unexpected scenario. An old town, maybe of centuries, built at the top of this almost unknown mountain, surrounded by several trees in which the life has gone away many years ago..leaving only desolation and a strange red glaze on them. There’re no sounds, there’re no animals, not a smell that he could recognize..nothing. His mind is totally blank, no idea what could happen passing through, what he could really find there.
He looks down at the ground, touching the reddish-brown earth with his hand.
“This place..how could I find a reason to live in a desolated place like this one ? What I can see here are only remains, no sign of living creatures..” *suddenly yells* “HOW STUPID I AM!” *laugh sadly* “SUCH..hopeless..I wonder why I decided to come here..It’s obvious that I won’t find any answers here..” *punches the ground* “Maybe I should just jump down this bridge to end my miserable life !”.
Suddenly he hears a strange noise, looking forward and noticing a shadow figure hidden behind one of those buildings..
”Who…who’s there !? Show yourself !” He steps back a little..then changes his mind and moves forward..
”No ! I decided to come here for a reason..and I’ll fulfil it !”
He slowly starts to walk towards the object, step by step feeling his heartbeat accelerating, conscious that he could even face the unknown, what’s out of the human understanding.
He swallows a little, feeling his throat scratchy once very close to the spot where there was that shadow. He leans forward a little to observe if there’s someone, or maybe something inside..taking courage and rushing inside a close alley, springing on his feet and finding himself in an impasse, looking around for any hints.
“Maybe it was only my imagination..and it’s even true I travelled for days without resting..”
He notices an old wooden crate, grabs and pulls it closer. Then he takes off his backpack and slowly sits on the crate, head in his hands, running one through his hair.
“What should I do now ? I don’t have food, water, a place where to come back..neither I will find what I desire here..”
In a blink of an eye he hears a noise coming upon him, leaning his head back and up to look what’s happening, finding himself facing a strange creature looking at him from the border of the wall, but he’s unable to get a single detail due to fear.
The creature grins and springs towards him, giving no possibilities to escape. In that moment a thought passes through his mind:
“So I came here just for this ? To get killed by an unknown monster that maybe was just waiting for a prey..Pathetic..” *closes his eyes*
He feels a pain behind his head, losing consciousness and falling, hitting the ground. Before his mind totally goes blank he sees the creature walking towards him..
”Impossible a human..here ? Wha..who are…you ?”
Unknown hands grab him by the collar, tie him up and slowly drag his body at the top of that strange place, leading toward the platform he were looking for.
END OF PART 1
(The "sexual" part will follow this one soon) PART 2
“Where am I ? Ahh..my head spins, like I was hit by something..or am I already dead ?” *tries to move his arms* “Ah ! What’s going on !? I’m unable to move..and am I blind !? I can’t see anything ! Ahhh !” *starts to yell then he stops once he hears some footsteps*
Unknown voice: “Oh my, are you finally awake ?” He feels a sharp object running along his body, on his leg, on his tummy and then across his left cheek. “Ah..a knife ! What do you want from me !? I don’t have any money with me you bastard ! Let me go !” The unknown presence speaks again “Ohh ? Are you that confident ? You’re tied up and till a moment ago you were babbling about your life. Are you surprised ? Yes, I observed you all this time. Actually the whole mountain is my territory and the top is where I usually rest during most of the day. You see this is usually a quiet place..and I HATE when someone enters without my permission. I should just kill you and think what to do with your body” He feels the sharp object pressing on his skin, cutting him a little. He’s terrorized and his wrists and his ankles are tied up. His voice trembles a little but he decides to answer. “So you were the one hiding behind that bulding.. I-I decided to start my journey..to reach this place, because they said it’d have been possible to find a reason to live, or at least an answer to all my problems ! I didn’t know it was forbidden to enter in this part of the mountain !”
*silence*
“So..you came here just for this ? Do even have an idea to who am I ? Well, now you’ll see and maybe you’ll understand how pitiful you’re and what a bad decision you made deciding to visit this place” The sharp object cuts the fabric that was blindfolding him, then frees his wrists. Slowly open his eyes, looking at sky to understand what’s going on, where is he right now. “Tsk..hey you. Actually I’m here” He turns his head towards the sound of the voice and he shivers of fear once he discovers who hit and tied him up, that what he thought till that moment was totally wrong, with his eyes wide open. What he sees is not a thief, actually neither a human. In front of him there’s a female figure, way taller than him, with sharp claws, multiple compound eyes and black exoskeleton, with several “legs”..in few words what we could define an insect girl. She’s not naked, but instead she wears an elegant long white dress with some yellow-golden details on it.
She suddenly presses her sharp foot on his arm, hurting him with her brute strength. “Tsk. You’re so pathetic. You’re trembling just looking at me” She leans towards him, closer to his face. “You see I was thinking how rare is for a human to reach this place and most of all to die..because I know you were going to kill yourself once you saw the desolation of this place..Am I wrong ?” She giggles and grins looking at him, showing her sharp teeth. Her long tongue sneaks outside giving him a long lick. He’s completely unarmed, unable to react in front of this mysterious creature. “If you’re going to die..then letting me EAT YOU sounds better, no !?”
With a rapid move she sneaks her left hand inside his worn-out pants, grabbing his cock and starting to jerk him, sliding her fingers along his shaft. Then she moves her dress a little aside to expose her right breast, pushing it against his face. “Ohh..don’t you like it ? You’re like a kid too scared to face the truth, too unexperienced. Then I’ll show you how things should be done. I’ll use you as my toy before to really eat you”. She climbs the top, sitting on his tummy and lifting up a bit, using her hand to guide the tip of his cock against her pussy, rubbing it a little. He shivers of pleasure, restraining himself and unable to understand what’s going on. “No..p-please stop it !” She squats her legs pushing his cock all inside, moaning and starting to ride him, still using her feet to keep his arms blocked. He starts to drool from the side of his mouth, unable to control himself while experiencing this pleasure he almost forgot during his journey. Then he thinks that she’s maybe in heat and that’s why he’s still alive and used as a toy. As she moves her inside are squirming and tightening up, meantime trailing her sharp fingers on his chest. Following her movements he starts to move his hips, his cock fully erect inside her, squeezed by her inner walls. Full of lust she exposes even the left breast, playing with her nipple and moaning louder, her voice echoes. “Ahh stop it ! At this rate I’ll cum inside you !” he yells, but he doesn’t seem to have intention to stop to move his hips. She continues to ride his cock, moving faster and rolling a little, driving him crazy. Suddenly he shivers of pleasure, arching his back and bites his lower lip while cumming inside her. She crawls up slowly on him, pulling his cock outside and spreading her pussylips with her fingers. “Fu fuh you’ve filled me up so much with your human’s seed. I thought you were scared by me. Have you changed your mind pitiful human ?”
She leans toward him, close to his mouth and licks his face, then slowly slides her tongue along his body, circle it around his navel and stops on his cock, opening her mouth and showing him her sharp teeth, in the meantime frees his ankles. “Maybe I could cut it with my teeth..eheh I like the idea and you ?” He becomes pale, losing the will to feel other pleasure and starts to tremble, unable to speak. She blows a little on the tip of his cock, nibbles it a little let him feeling the sharpness of her teeth, faking to bite it harder. He yells and tries to escape. Instead she slowly slides her tongue outside, darts it on the tip, twirling it fast around it, then opens her mouth wider, showing him she could even bite his head if she would like to do that. She drools some saliva on his cock, let him feeling dizzy, losing part of his consciousness. “ Wh..what’s going on ! My waist..feels numb !? What have you done to me !?” She closes her mouth around the tip, wrapping her lips and starts to suck his cock, pushing her head down. Her saliva drools along his shaft, giving him more pleasure and numbness. A dull sensation of pleasure starts to reverberate in his mind, making him losing control of his actions. Her teeth gently stimulate, endless teasing him. Then she gives him a deepthroat, slowly pulling his cock outside and jerking it while looking at him.
She giggles observing his expression, a mix of fear and pleasure. “Fu fuh you came here for an answer and later you were close to kill yourself, maybe jumping down that bridge like many did back in past. So..what are you going to do now ?”. She lays down, spreading her legs in front of him, exposing her drenched pussy using the tarsus coming out of her arm. “Do you like to be used as a toy..or are you going to behave like a man once in your lifetime ?” He crawls up and then stands, staring at her and swallows thinking about what to do. “Obey your insticts..satisfy your desires..come here and have sex with me. Don’t restrain yourself in this moment..”
i was gonna suggest it would be nice if the profile of a person has the preferences of what it would be pleased to do. for example if its someone that likes roleplaying maybe putting an option to show it in the profile or if it only wants to chat, like add it... something like a "how i feel now" or "what im up to now". i think it could help to reduce the annoying spam invites some girls have and give the opportunity to all to try new things
what you think?
or maybe something less specific like: "feeling friendly, feeling naughty, feeling creative" ^^"
It was half past twelve at night and he was scribbling away behind the counter doing the inventory for the day. He had been running the bar all day, but you couldn't tell by looking at him: His hair was kempt, oiled back, not too long, not too short. He had a thick beard neatly trimmed around one inch long. He was wearing dark suit pants,a white shirt and a dark waisted vest matching the color of his pants tightly fastened around his wide chest. He looked neat, and groomed, in a rough sort of way. The only thing betraying his gentlemanly look were the etchings of a full tattoo sleeve covering his left forearm and revealed by his rolled up shirt. At first glance it seemed to look like a cherry blossom canvas covering his arm and seemingly going up under the sleeve, interrupted by the visage of a roaring tiger.
Ten minutes had passed and he was done with the inventory. He was turning to the sink, about to do the last dishes for the day. That's when she walked in. Curly brown hair, petite, in her 30's. Wearing a short skirt and a tucked in white shirt opened a litle too much. She stood in the dorway and as she looked around she couldn't hide the frown forming on her face.
- "Is it...open?" She didn't stumble, but her voice was quiet somehow, almost meek. - "We close in 20." He gave a nod to the clock on the right wall.
She was expresionless, simply stood in the doorway looking at the tall bartender, or rather somewhere over his shoulder, while his eyes were fixed on her. He wasn't sure what to make of her yet. She was definitely dressed to attract attention. Sad though. And alone, here, at this hour. Getting back at someone? Getting over someone? He could swear he saw a tear roll over her cheek, even from that distance. He dropped his trail of thoughts and smiled warmly to her.
- "You can have a drink though. On the house." He pushed out one of the barstools and pointed to it. - "I don't...thank you." Whatever she wanted to say she decided against it and finally walked in, letting the door close behind her as she headed for the bar. She slowly climbed on the tall barstool and stood to face the bartender. Shoulders slumped, palms crossed somewhere in her lap. She looked straight into the bartender's eyes and from that distance he could definitely see the sadness hiding behing her big green eyes and weak smile.
- "What'll it be?" He leaned forward, elbows on the counter, smiling warmly to her. She was taken aback for a moment. - "Appletini." She replied after some seconds, while her gazed dropped shyly to her lap.
He nodded and got busy behind the bar. He would look to her every now and then, noting her furtive stares.
- "For the pretty lady." He declared as he pushed the drink in front of her. She wasn't the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. But there was something so sad, so weak and delicate in her demeanor. And she was definitely pretty. She blushed lightly and reached for the drink. He noted the absence of her wedding ring, and the mark it had left on her finger. She probably took it off today he thought. Her lips parted, a small sip at first. Then as if encouraged by his stare she drank the rest in one long gulp. She returned the glass on the counter then began holding his gaze with new found courage. He chuckled and nodded aprovingly. For a while he just let his eyes wash over her. Her sad but expectant eyes, her full lips which she had left slightly parted showing flashes of her white teeth. Her slightly opened shirt revealing part of her small but perky breasts. He noticed the absence of a bra. And finally again to her small, delicate hand which she rested on the counter and showed the obvious signs that a ring had been there until recently.
- "Is there..something wrong?" She asked weakly, obviously losing her courage under his examining stare - "He deserve it?" He asked suddenly, nodding towards her hand, underlining the absence of the ring.
Another blush and a flash of anger danced on her face for a few seconds, finally replaced by a quiet calm.
- "Yeah. Yeah he does.... Can I have another?" She points to the empty glass after a long pause.
He nodded and turned to his usual ritual, returning with the drink within a minute. As he returned to offer the drink he was greeted with the sight of her half exposed breasts. Did she unbutton another? He put the glass on the counter but didn't offer it yet.
- "You sure about this?" He didn't specify what 'this' was, and he didn't try to hide the fact that he had noticed her breasts. - "Yeah. I'm sure." She replied simply.
"Guess she found her courage again." He thought to himself, as he stared at her for a good while. This lady was definitely bringing out emotions in him. Good and bad. - "Drink then." He stated simply, but sharply. It sounded more like an order. She flinched for a second then stared at him. And then she did as told, again taking a slow sip followed by a long gulp. "Listen, I gotta close now." he continued pointing to the clock. It was 1AM sharp. - "Can I call you a cab? You shouldn't go out like that." Nodding to her cleavage. - "But..I thought I could stay more. Maybe..another drink? You could have one with me?" She asked hurriedly, clearly taken aback by the prospect of having to leave. - "You could stay..but I gotta lock the door. At this hour I'll only get drunks wandering in. Or more sad, beautiful women I guess." He grinned at his cheesy compliment. She giggled sweetly in return, for the first time since she had walked in, a genuine smile on her face. - "Well .. I wouldn't want more competition.." She declared sweetly and blushed furiously, but there was no shyness in her eyes this time, only a playful twinkle as she held his stare.
Slowly, wordlessly, he nodded and grinned in the same playful manner. He grabbed the keys sitting on the counter and got out from behind the bar using the small, low wooden door to the left. She followed his movements. Even as she stood perched on top of the tall chair he was still so much higher than her. She was barely somewhere below his chest if they were side by side. Making sure he noticed she gave him a long, even risky, up and down look to which he replied with another grin, but shaking his head as if to silently scold her. She giggled and shrugged it off and continued to stare after him as he made his way to the door and closed it up. Turning around to her once more he found himself stopping to stare at her. The tall chair was definitely not agreeing with her short skirt. Even as she stood there with her hands again gathered in her laps, he could see quite a bit of her thighs exposed, up to the beginning of her lower butt. She was leaning forward slightly, pushing her chest and showing off her perky tits only adding to her whole sad but incredibly erotic look.
"I'm not sure if I want to hold her and tell her everything will be alright or simply fuck her until something breaks." He might not have said it out loud, but that single thought was ringing through his head and he stood lost in thought, as if he couldn't move until he found an answer. And she saw it too, before he could figure out anything she slid her hands behind her and started rocking her chair slowly, left and right, showing off more of her thighs and the predicament of her short, almost skimpy dress fighting to stay in place on the high chair.
"Oh no you don't.." He started thinking to himself, shaking his head visibly again scolding her, this time not grinning, only a fixed, aroused stare. He bit his lip roughly..and then everything happened rather fast. One moment he was at the door, the other he was towering over her as she stood in her chair, pushing her back into the counter. He was leaning down, kissing her lips hungrily, one hand unbuttoning the rest of her shirt. She had no top, just a pair of perky, full breasts, nipples stiff, and he had begun to explore them already, cupping them and kneading just as hungrily as he kissed her.She had wrapped her arms around his waist, gripping him by his belt loops and pulling him into her as her legs spread slowly under the assault of his kisses.
...
The next morning as he lay in bed waking up he would still remember the ripples of goosebumps he caused on her thighs as his hand slid up her skirt, and the eagerness with which she undid his pants. He looked at his side, to the empty spot on the bed. He knew she wouldn't be there when he woke. He hoped he had given her what she wanted, and he was content with that. And he smiled at the red panties she carefully left on his pillow. He layed there remembering the night before for a few minutes. He rolled out of bed finally and then a thought occured.
- "I'll have to get my tools and fix that chair.." He spoke it out loud as he resolved to fix the barstool they had broken before he had to open up for a new day.
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