Allison2016

How do I create an avatar w/o uploading from my computer?

I don't use my own computer to do my role playing.

When I try to upload an image for my avatar, the file name of the image had the full complete name of the computer's owner in the image's name. (Something like C:/desktop/images/[His name]/pic of chick … understand?)

I don't think he would want his name on an image attached to a web site on which I am seeking erotic role play. (He thinks I'm doing homework for my college classes.)

Any ideas on how I can upload an image in another way? My other role play site allows me to upload directly from an image on the internet (a URL address, right?).

Seeking male (or even female) to be my battlefield captive

In the near future, WWIII erupts, pitting most of the Major World Powers against one another for final control of the world's resources.

My character is a female soldier.

Your character is her captive, male or female, doesn't matter. You could be an enemy soldier, an important civilian, or other.

They are caught on the front lines, alone together for the most part, and it's very dangerous to move around.

She has to figure out what to do with you.

I would like this to become intimate, sexual, erotic … regardless of whether YC is male or female. Just let me know what your interest is. (Any sex must be written in PM, of course.) My character will be the initiator of any romance; I like writing dominate characters.

I post almost every day, usually more than once a day, and I proofread before posting, which I request you to do as well, please.

And I like replies of all lengths, from one and two liners (so long as they move the story forward) to several paragraphs.

I am actually going to start the thread so that you all can see my writing, then I will wait for a writer to post their interest here. DO NOT post to the thread without permission, obviously. (I shouldn't have to even ask that after all.) :)

"The Witches of Warrick Academy"

"The Witches of Warrick Prep"

This role play is available,
HOWEVER,
you need to ask to join because
there are things you need to know
to participate.

Allison most definitely did not want to be here in this place today … today or any day, as far as that went.

Warrick Preparatory Academy was her 11th school since reaching her high school age. She knew it was only a matter to time before she was either expelled by the school's administration for actions she had already taken or preemptively pulled out by the Coven Council for actions they feared she was about to take. Her longest stay at any one particular school had been seven months; her shortest just twelve minutes.

It wasn't Allison's fault that she got into trouble so easily and so often. If you had been an orphaned girl on the brink of womanhood, full of anger and disappointment and despair, and someone handed you a Book of Incantations and said Hey, you're a witch, enjoy, you probably would have a hard time finding and following the correct path of life, too. Hey, your life sucks and everyone treats you like a loser. Here's a gun, enjoy. What did her grandmother and the Coven Council think was going to happen?

The Council was doing its best to make up for their error, however. Most girls in the Lineage were raised knowing they were witches from a very young age. They were prepared for the day when their powers manifested; in most cases, they were excited about it. Allison, however, had been shielded from magic by her mother, Elise, who had never wanted to be a part of the world of witchcraft; and by her mother's mother, who had respected Elise's decision, even if she hadn't agreed with it.

World of Witchcraft … sounds like one of those MMORPGs or what ever they were called, Allison thought as she stood in front of the Academy's main building, watching a parade of uniformed teenagers entering the very exclusive private school. A quartet of girls with identical bleach blonde die jobs -- their skirts hemmed upwards far beyond the acceptable uniform guidelines -- neared Allison, giggling and whispering to one another as they gave her a scrutinizing once over.

"Nice corset," one of them said as she came to a stop directly before Allison and looked her up and down. "You know, this is 21st century New York, not 19th century Georgia."

Allison and the girl stared each other down for a moment as the other three girls continued their giggles and whispers, punctuated by a few more derogatory comments on Allison's wardrobe, hair style, and makeup. One asked, "Where'd you get that thing in your nose? The local livestock auction?"

Another laughed, adding, "No, it'd have to be a ring, so they could put a chain through it … to lead her around."

All four laughed together. A moment later, Allison closed her eyes and concentrated; a moment after that, she raised her hands upwards, pressing the tips of the thumb and fingers of each hand to those of the other.

"Oh, how sweet, she's praying," the first girl chimed back in again. "Probably hoping she'll get her school uniform today, so she can get outta--"

The girl went quiet, her face filling with an expression of pain as her stance changed suddenly; her knees clenched together, and a moment later she was pressing a hand to her groin, crying in pain despite trying to mute her volume. The other three became quickly concerned, asking about her distress and moving close to help her, even though they had no idea what was wrong.

"Burning!" was all she could say, repeating, "Burning! Fuck, it burns!"

Allison lowered her hands and backed away, a slight smirk spreading her lips.

The crying girl pulled her friends in closer to hide her from the dispersed students, some of whom had been watching the confrontation or were only now beginning to do so. Behind the partial screen of friends, the bitchy bleached blonde pulled her skirt up high to her waist and dug into the front of her thong panties with both hands.

Allison turned and headed away, not needing to see the end result of the little spell she'd casted, Heat.

Still crying in building pain, the girl suddenly pulled her hands out of her panties and threw something to the ground. The others parted a bit as their friend slapped and pressed at her crotch before beginning to put her clothes back together. One by one, the others looked to the ground to see a tiny piece of metal -- their friend's clit piercing -- glowing red with a searing temperature.

Allison just continued onward, up the steps heading for the Headmaster's Office, thinking to herself, Hell, this'll be another short stay I guess.

"I'd be more than happy to"

Allison Riggs

Physical Description:

• 19 years of age.
• 5'4", 112 lbs, 35C-24-35
• Dress size: 2
• Brunette hair, colored auburn
• Deep hazel eyes

A bit more about her:

• College freshman.
• Still lives at home with her parents, Rob and Carla Riggs.
• Currently unattached, but is smitten with the mother of the kids she babysits.
• Father's name is Robert; mother is as of yet unnamed; no surname yet.
• Allison has been babysitting for them for 6 months.

Sexual history:

• She lost her virginity her junior year to a college sophomore, unnamed.
• She had several male lovers after that.
• Then she met Kimberly at a sorority party and discovered the wonders of what a woman could do for, to, and with yet another woman.
• She continued dating males and females both.
• For the last several months, though, she's been too busy to date.
• Subconsciously, though, she may simply be so smitten by the mother that she just can't imagine dating anyone else.

"I'd be more than happy to"

CLOSED

"I'd be more than happy to"

Allison
19 years of age
5'4", 112 lbs, 35C-24-35
Dress size: 2
Brunette hair, colored auburn
Deep hazel eyes

Allison watched in silence -- and with a bit of a tickled smile -- as Robert rush around his and his wife's bedroom rounding up this and that and the other thing for their evening out with friends. She'd been sitting for their two small children for going on six months now, and in all that time she'd never seen him prepared to head out the door when she arrived. Allison had suggested -- politely, of course -- that he put his wallet, keys, cell phone, and other such necessities all in one place when he got home; and he'd claimed with embarrassed laughter on multiple occasions that he'd at least attempted to follow her advice, only to return to his habit of laying his important things down near the last place he'd used them.

The teen-for-a-bit-longer had learned to simply stand back and make herself available, should he suddenly remember where something was and ask her to retrieve it. He suddenly stuck his head up from beyond the bed where he was on his hands and knees searching under the lamp table and called to her excitedly, "Book case, next to the dining room table. Cell phone. Could you?"

"I'd be more than happy to," she said with a giggle, turning and hurrying down the stairs. She reached the kitchen, found the phone exactly where is should -- or shouldn't -- have been, then turned, stopping short at the sight of Robert's wife. She looked the woman up and down, saying, "Wow! You look wonderful. Where are the two of you going tonight?"

As she listened, Allison casually looked Robert's wife over with what might have looked like a yearning expression if the mother of two was paying close attention. Allison had been slowly but surely finding herself very intrigued by the lady of the house as time went on. Intrigued...? No. That wasn't the word. Interested in? Closer, but still not right. In all honesty, Allison had been finding herself more and more physically attracted to the still young looking beauty standing before her now.

Allison had never really thought of herself as a lesbian. She liked boys, or men these days. She'd had her share of kissy-kissy boyfriends growing up; and after losing her virginity to a college sophomore during her own junior year of high school, she'd taken a liking to men a half dozen years or so older than her.

But then, she'd met Kimberly at a sorority party and discovered the wonders of what a woman could do for, to, and with yet another woman. Oh, Allison had continued dating males and occasionally had a bit of fun with other women. But her studies had caused a lull in her sex life for the past several months at the same time that she'd begun noticing how incredible Robert's wife was.

And now, all Allison could think of was this beauty preparing to go out on the town with her husband.

Female seeking female for PG-13 romance/erotica.

Although I do roleplay with guys, this Interest Check is strictly for female writers.

Erotic scenes -- IF there are any -- will move to PM or fade to black, YOUR choice. I am more interested in the story than the sex.

First, about me

• I have been roleplaying online for about 10 years, first here (before it switched to a new provider and all was lost) and on another specifically erotic site. I joined RPG with this new ID quite some time ago, but I only read others' role plays; I am only now returning to writing here.
• I proofread before posting and expect my partner to do the same. Mistakes are expected; so are spelling, grammar, and punctuation checks, by both of us.
• I typically write at least a couple of paragraphs, but when our characters are engaged in a back-and-forth conversation, a sex scene, or some other activity that -- in real life -- doesn't always come with 500+ descriptive words, then I will some times write just a couple of lines.
• I an online almost every day, and while I don't expect you to match that involvement, I am looking for you to post at least 4 days a week and at least 10 posts a week.

Here are some role play themes I'd like to write with another female writer. All ideas can be but do not have to be interactively erotic.

• Apocalypse/Post-Apocalypse survival: two (or more) characters find themselves depending upon one another to survive the apocalypse; disease, war, zombies, whatever.
• Taken -- Available again, apparently; partner hasn't posted -- Modern magic: our characters are 18-19 year old witches at an exclusive private school (modern times); MC is unruly and needs supervision, while YC is more settled with her magic and will watch over me. Lust will ensue, though the graphic nature of it can be negotiated (with erotic writing being done in PM, obviously). If you want to see the first post, go here, but do not post unless invited to do so, obviously.
• Modern warfare/siege: one (or both) of the characters is a soldier on the front lines.
• Modern vampire: one (or both) of the characters is a vampire, with my leaning toward an 18 year old, senior in high school age theme.
• Babysitter seduces her "charge's" mother: babysitter and husband stories are so common in sexual role play, but what about the mother/wife? When does she get to have any fun?

I have so many other ideas, but I want to get this up for now.

Seeking male or female for "The Americans: The Next Paige"

Seeking male or female to play American FBI agent or spouse of such, opposite my deep cover Russian spy who is undercover as a CIA agent. I am totally open to a F-F romantic story.

Looking for replies to be posted most days of the week -- I prefer at least 10 replies a week -- with lengths from a couple of lines to a handful of paragraphs. Spelling, grammar, and punctuation checks requested. (Mistakes will be made; I'll make them, too. I only ask that you look and fix before posting.)

This is an 18+ Role Play with romance and -- if you want -- graphic sex in Private Message. I am looking for a lot of story and only a little sex.

The Premise:

Remember the ending of the FX series "The Americans", when Paige Jennings stepped off the train to remain in the United States while her parents fled to Canada -- and ultimately Russia -- ahead of an FBI task force?

Well, what do you suppose happened to Paige? I have a thought...

After returning to Washington D.C. under a new name, she lived a quiet life as a wife, a mother, and seemingly a loyal American … while all the time continuing to work for the KGB's Directorate S as a spy.

And just as her own mother had led her into espionage work for Russia, Paige trained her own daughter, Allison, to serve the Motherland as a deep cover spy. With a verifiable American existence that went back to her very birth, Allison was able to enter American Intelligence, becoming an Agent for the CIA immediately after graduating University.

Then, in 2015, Paige and all of her family except for her daughter simply disappeared from the face of the planet. Working in Tunisia at the time, Allison herself was ambushed and nearly killed. This led her to believe that both incidents were connected. Returning home to Washington D.C., she is now on a quest to figure out what happened to her family … and, if appropriate, seek revenge for those who are responsible for this unforgiveable act.

There will be investigating, spying, violence, murder, blackmail, torture (not very graphic), and sex (with any graphic stuff in PM or fade-to-black).