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It's a disclaimer in case anyone "accidently" clicks this rp.
Good. So, I was thinking, Maybe we just "pull the musume" and take it from there.
Hello, dear readers.
Please feel free to prevent yourself from reading beyond this point if you do not know what gl and bl stand for and are -18.
(hint: It's not good luck, grenade launcher, good looking and bad luck.)
Please feel free to prevent yourself from reading beyond this point if you do not know what gl and bl stand for and are -18.
(hint: It's not good luck, grenade launcher, good looking and bad luck.)
Spelling mistakes accepted.
Name: Dolores Dutchlanders
Nickname: (If applicable) the duchess, duchy… (dolly for lover)
Age: 21
Species: Subterranean Hive. (female royal guard)
Description:
She’s a short girl. Has big red eyes, purple hair, pink-ish tendrils hanging from her head. Her freckles let’s people guess at her true hair-color. She does have a terrible fashion sense, however. With her green eye-brows and yellow shirts with brown stains making a lot of people freak out.
Other than this, she seems to be completely human.
Personality:
She loves to be housed in a basement or an enclosed room in an apartment. Or as she calls them: “Beast-ments”. She’ll decorate and hick cobwebs will be everywhere.
She tends to curl up to eat cookies. Punches the life out of intruders if she finds any. She is lighthearted, a bit less then educated (even for her classes) and really expressive in her movements. She has a bit of a sweet tooth and can’t stop eating cotton candy.
At night, however, this little lady goes out (fully fashioned in black clothes) and digs her way into criminal organizations... and organs. She loves hero stories and comics. But she will gladly set them aside for a nice family dinner.
Occupation: Tele-Student and secret vigilante. (Or at least she thinks she is…)
History: Being born among many of the hive-beings, she was destined for a life of eternally serving as a royal guard to whoever was the queen. Her hive was new and found rather quickly just before the cultural exchange between species bill was released. Needless to say, it did not end well for most of her older siblings. The rest of her upbringing happened between various families. With every switch she became less and less pleasant of people walking into her private area.(room)
Ultimately, the prolonged experiments provided a freedom serum. It would let her no longer be subjugated to the pheromones of a queen. Unless the government instituted an alarm and an overwhelming pheromone dump. But she wouldn’t mindlessly spin in circles after being ripped away from her family. The potion of milk and honey came at a great expense, however. She would age faster and no longer be able to reach the hundreds of years most of her family would.
Now that her youth would not be spend near her queen, she was shipped off and enslaved for a whole year. In that time, she was forced to learn the customs of humans and how to live by their standards. They wanted to run tests on the “reverse immortality potion” and suck the benefits out of it for human trials. When they discovered that she and all the othered captured members were of no use to them, they assigned them to an even earlier death.
House Shared With:
Nameless Genesis The-First I
Nickname: (If applicable) the duchess, duchy… (dolly for lover)
Age: 21
Species: Subterranean Hive. (female royal guard)
Description:
She’s a short girl. Has big red eyes, purple hair, pink-ish tendrils hanging from her head. Her freckles let’s people guess at her true hair-color. She does have a terrible fashion sense, however. With her green eye-brows and yellow shirts with brown stains making a lot of people freak out.
Other than this, she seems to be completely human.
Personality:
She loves to be housed in a basement or an enclosed room in an apartment. Or as she calls them: “Beast-ments”. She’ll decorate and hick cobwebs will be everywhere.
She tends to curl up to eat cookies. Punches the life out of intruders if she finds any. She is lighthearted, a bit less then educated (even for her classes) and really expressive in her movements. She has a bit of a sweet tooth and can’t stop eating cotton candy.
At night, however, this little lady goes out (fully fashioned in black clothes) and digs her way into criminal organizations... and organs. She loves hero stories and comics. But she will gladly set them aside for a nice family dinner.
Occupation: Tele-Student and secret vigilante. (Or at least she thinks she is…)
History: Being born among many of the hive-beings, she was destined for a life of eternally serving as a royal guard to whoever was the queen. Her hive was new and found rather quickly just before the cultural exchange between species bill was released. Needless to say, it did not end well for most of her older siblings. The rest of her upbringing happened between various families. With every switch she became less and less pleasant of people walking into her private area.(room)
Ultimately, the prolonged experiments provided a freedom serum. It would let her no longer be subjugated to the pheromones of a queen. Unless the government instituted an alarm and an overwhelming pheromone dump. But she wouldn’t mindlessly spin in circles after being ripped away from her family. The potion of milk and honey came at a great expense, however. She would age faster and no longer be able to reach the hundreds of years most of her family would.
Now that her youth would not be spend near her queen, she was shipped off and enslaved for a whole year. In that time, she was forced to learn the customs of humans and how to live by their standards. They wanted to run tests on the “reverse immortality potion” and suck the benefits out of it for human trials. When they discovered that she and all the othered captured members were of no use to them, they assigned them to an even earlier death.
House Shared With:
Nameless Genesis The-First I
Here it is.
Get ready to be verbally violated!
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Get ready to be verbally violated!
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She yawned.
She was rubbing her boobs with one hand, her eyes with the other as she was helped upstairs. Nicks averagely strong arms made Dolly feel safe and less than vulnerable. The door squeaked open.
With her eyes narrowed, she could still identify the closet, desk and the desk-seated lamp.
She might not have known what they were for, but she saw them. It was a good thing Nick came along all the way to the doorpost, seeing how Dolly did not do well with her previous encounter with a door. By the time her hands reached the bed, she uttered:
“So soft.. Thank you, mast.. eh.. thank you, Nick.. ”
She laid down on top of the sheets with her back towards Nick. She pulled up her knees to her chin and took up about a quarter of the bed. Big tears rolled down her face as she grabbed her feet. She might try to hide it if she wasn’t overflowing with joy and pain. She wandered off into her dreams.
Nick's House: Dolly’s bedroom
She yawned.
“Oh, ah, yes, let me show you to your room.”
She was rubbing her boobs with one hand, her eyes with the other as she was helped upstairs. Nicks averagely strong arms made Dolly feel safe and less than vulnerable. The door squeaked open.
"If you need anything, just call for me, okay? I’ll just be at the opposite room."
With her eyes narrowed, she could still identify the closet, desk and the desk-seated lamp.
She might not have known what they were for, but she saw them. It was a good thing Nick came along all the way to the doorpost, seeing how Dolly did not do well with her previous encounter with a door. By the time her hands reached the bed, she uttered:
“So soft.. Thank you, mast.. eh.. thank you, Nick.. ”
She laid down on top of the sheets with her back towards Nick. She pulled up her knees to her chin and took up about a quarter of the bed. Big tears rolled down her face as she grabbed her feet. She might try to hide it if she wasn’t overflowing with joy and pain. She wandered off into her dreams.
The Caravan
The eastern wind overflowed the group. The trees seemed to wave them goodbye as the 42 carts got strapped together and made way towards the gates. A couple dozen men and women gathered and were seated.
Sargom was on the second cart. She'd been there since 4 in the morning. With an iron stare she would force herself to ignore any and all of the people walking by. Not only would she be shy. She would be offended too.
Kor was late. Kor was always late. And today specifically, he had to make an extra effort. Forgetting to say goodbye to his parents, forgetting breakfast at 2 in the afternoon. He set out to try and reach the first cart he saw. Evidently, the last cart had to have a wheel replaced and was leaving later. Seeing it riding through the city, He made his way over buildings and through halls. He ended up jumping out a window. Landing behind the back of the cart. One foot snatched by a rope, he made his way over to the cart. After he dusted himself off, he realised there were 2 others on the cart with him.
Felnor was driving the Cart. His speed would have to be unmatched if he wanted to catch up with the rest of them. His focus set on the road, his antlers drifting in the wind, he thought to himself: "Oh, what a lovely day."
Merl noticed someone crawling unto the cart. Shocked she moved closer to investigate. Though one glance of Kor left her helplessly in love. It would not be long before you could find the two hugging in the back of the cart. Relentless and ferocious kissing would follow.
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