/g/YourOwnLittleWorld /g/YourOwnLittleWorld Whatever you desire, you will find it here... Hello and Welcome to Your Own Little World. We are a COMPLETELY free form role-play group that has no across the board story arch to bog you down or hold you back. Feel free to explore your own creativity, your own fantasy, your own imagination. YOUR OWN LITTLE WORLD. Many of our members have been writing together for over 15 years. And we have stories that are still currently being actively contributed to from as far back as 2007. Joining this group is a haven for writers who enjoy RPing, have been writing for a long time and despite all the changes happening to this once thriving community, want to continue writing like this for a long time to come. Because we know real life can be a bear, posting requirements are light. All we ask is that all members be active, contributing writers [because after all, that is what makes this kind of collaborative writing fun] how much you write and how frequently you write is really up to you and your writing partner(s). Because a group is only as strong as those members who actively participate, lurking is only allowed for a short time. Ultimately, we hope you are here because you are looking to create wonderfully interesting storylines while in the process of hopefully making new friends too. Don't forget to join the OOC group. [email protected] It is where we do all of our talking, plotting and brainstorming new threads. If you need any help, please do not hesitate to reach out to me. =just a gm note= 'NO MAIL' status is not allowed. Sat, 26 Oct 2019 21:15:44 -0700 Re: Raconteur City: The Past is Prologue (Scarlett, The Tempest, Zuriel, OPEN) /g/YourOwnLittleWorld/message/3112 <div class="ydpba76264yahoo-style-wrap" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px"><div></div> <div dir="ltr"><div><div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.5; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif">The Tempest</div><div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.5; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif"> </div><div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.5; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif">As the car approached the castle, Temepest looked over at Scarlett. The woman leaned over and kissed the other woman&#39;s lips gently, a soft smile turning her lips upwards as her hand touched Scarlett&#39;s cheek. &#34;You look beautiful,&#34; she said. &#34;There is no need to be nervous. He will love you,&#34; Tempest, offering Scarlett what she thought was reassurance. </div><div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.5; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif"> </div><div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.5; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif">Today was the day Tempest was taking Scarlett to meet her mentor. The very man behind the reason why she was who she was today--Angus Wolfram. Angus was her mentor. Her teacher. Her...Master. He was her sire and had been instrumental in her fall. He had been the one to pick up the pieces when everyone else abandoned her. He had been the one to help her find purpose when the world she knew collapsed. He had been the reason for her awakening. The reason why her eyes were now open to the truth that so many others...even her brother, tried to hide from her. He was the catalyst for her walking away from the false worlds of holiness and hypocrisy. And once she put those lies behind her, she walked away and never looked back.</div><div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.5; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif"> </div><div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.5; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif">As the car pulled up into the large circular drive and parked, the driver quickly got out and opened the door for them. Tempest slid out first, then held her hand out for Scarlett to take. &#34;Remember to keep your eyes down unless he asks you to look at him. Stay close and a step behind me. But when he speaks to you, speak. At some point during the evening, I will have to break away from you. When I do, please feel free to mingle. If anyone bothers you, anyone at all, you come find me. Do you understand?&#34; She said, stroking the woman&#39;s cheek. </div></div><br/></div><div dir="ltr">Scarlett MacAleister</div><div dir="ltr"><br/></div><div dir="ltr">It was the summer of 1986 and Scarlett and Tempest were in Scotland, at the Castle Wolfram overlooking the coast looking out into the darkness at the rough waters of the North Sea. Funny, at one time during World War II she had guessed Wolfram might be in this castle -- one of many she&#39;d considered around Scotland, but when she&#39;s tried to check it out, she learned no one had resided here for 50 years at that time.</div><div dir="ltr">Now standing here with Tempest going to see the man who killed her fiancé, Scarlett surmised the elder vampire possibly moved around from property to property over the years to avoid detection from those who may seek to harm him.</div><div dir="ltr">She heard Tempest&#39;s warning and nodded, her fear showing as Tempest prepared to take her inside. As her friend and lover stroked her cheek, Scarlett sighed and offered a faint smile at Tempest.</div><div dir="ltr">&#34;I understand,&#34; she told her. &#34;If anyone bothers me? You do know I can take care of myself?&#34;</div><div dir="ltr">Scarlett adjusted the leather miniskirt she wore and removed the oversized sunglass she wore, sticking them into her purse as they stepped away from the car and walked toward the entrance.</div><div dir="ltr"><br/></div><div dir="ltr">tag</div><div id="ydpba76264yahoo_quoted_7563128139" class="ydpba76264yahoo_quoted"><div style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px"><div><div id="ydpba76264yiv7641847668"><div><div id="ydpba76264yiv7641847668yqtfd93692" class="ydpba76264yiv7641847668yqt4684182043"> </div></div></div></div> </div> </div></div> ijinkhan@... ([email protected]) Mon, 12 May 2025 11:19:30 -0700 Re: Making a Selection (Victoria, Vincent, Colin) /g/YourOwnLittleWorld/message/3111 <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; font-family: system-ui">Turning back to her father, Victoria said. � i agree with Colin, Father. You and mother can pick the five girls. Once your selection have been made, I will Personally deliver  the portfolio over to the Gerards and then they can decide which one they want. Let’s say You and mother make a decision within the next two weeks I can have it to the end of the month?�</div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; font-family: system-ui"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; font-family: system-ui">Summary...to move forward. </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; font-family: system-ui"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; font-family: system-ui">The three agreed on the details. Vincent said his goodbyes to Tori and Vincent. He took the details of the girls that he liked and chose on looks alone. He would let Tori know the choices as soon as he and Chantel figure them out.</div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; font-family: system-ui"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; font-family: system-ui">After he was gone, Colin also said see you later to Tori and headed out to see Katya. Tori left on her own with her own thoughts. <br/><br/></div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; font-family: system-ui">Tori</div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; font-family: system-ui"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; font-family: system-ui">Tori hugged her father good night. Glad that they had finally had The Talk she. She gave her brother a hug also. “One day I think it would be nice if I got to meet her since you two seem to be getting serious.”�<br/><br/></div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; font-family: system-ui">She waved her by the both men then went upstairs to take a shower and get it some rest.</div> qsangel95@... (Angel Heart) Sun, 11 May 2025 00:33:36 -0700 Re: Pirates Life (Khadashee, Draven, Damon) /g/YourOwnLittleWorld/message/3110 <div> <div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: #333333; font-family: system-ui">(Draven)</div> <div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: #333333; font-family: system-ui">Hello looked at her and smiled, &#34;my wife, huh. Is that a proposal, Khada?&#34; He asked her as he brushed her cheek. &#34;If it is, my answer is yes...but thought you weren&#39;t sure about this. What&#39;s changed, my love?&#34;</div> <div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: #333333; font-family: system-ui"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: #333333; font-family: system-ui">Khadashee </div> <div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: #333333; font-family: system-ui"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: #333333; font-family: system-ui">Khadashee blushed at his words. Was that what this? Was she proposing to him?</div> <div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: #333333; font-family: system-ui"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: #333333; font-family: system-ui">Khadashee brushed her cheek against his hand. &#34;Was that too forward of me? She paused. &#34;Well, I am going to be the mother of your child. I want us to be a family. Before, I was fearful of what being married would do to us. I felt love before, and I thought he loved me like I love him. In the end, I was wrong, and when the smoke cleared, as his wife, I was trapped. I never wanted to feel that feeling again. &#34; </div> <div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: #333333; font-family: system-ui"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: #333333; font-family: system-ui">&#34;But I trust Draven. I love you,&#34;  she said as she looked up into his eyes holding his cheeks in her hands  &#34;I just can&#39;t imagine my life without you. I want to be by your side for as long as life will permit it. And if I am going to be by your side, I want to be by your side as your wife, with all the privileges that come with that title.&#34;</div> </div> qsangel95@... (Angel Heart) Sun, 04 May 2025 13:48:57 -0700 Re: Raconteur City: The Past is Prologue (Scarlett, The Tempest, Zuriel, OPEN) /g/YourOwnLittleWorld/message/3109 <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none">Scarlett</div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none">The redhead nodded. Interesting that Tempest had not shared her story with Zuriel. But if he and she were at odds with one another, maybe she did not have a reason to tell him.</div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none">She turned and looked outside at the darkness around the car as it drove to wherever Zuriel was taking them. Summoning her memories of Tempest, she shared the story of how Angus Wolfram stalked she and her fiancé in the backstreets of Chicago in the mid-1800s, descended upon them and dragged them into a warehouse where he spent hours having his way with Scarlett while forcing her beloved to watch. </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none">Then, the vampire told Zuriel how Wolfram killed her fiancé before draining her of her blood and leaving her for dead...knowing she would rise again, while the man she loved would not. After turning, Scarlett spent years searching for the vampire who had done this to her. More than 100 years passed until one day in 1968 she learned of Tempest and the vampire she served known as Wolfram.</div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none">Scarlett knew it was him. The monster who took her true love and left her the wander the earth as an immortal vampire. She got close to Tempest, submitted to her and let her believe she was her loyal servant...all so she could get close to Wolfram and exact her revenge.</div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none">The redhead told Zuriel that for twenty years she would meet with Tempest at places around the world and they would embark on days, sometimes weeks long sessions where she submitted to the other woman -- all to gain her trust so one day she would introduce her to her master -- Wolfram. That day finally came in 1986 outside Edenborough, Scotland in a castle belonging to the elusive vampire known as Angus Wolfram. Tempest brought her there to finally meet the man she called master...</div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none">The Tempest</div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none">As the car approached the castle, Temepest looked over at Scarlett. The woman leaned over and kissed the other woman&#39;s lips gently, a soft smile turning her lips upwards as her hand touched Scarlett&#39;s cheek. &#34;You look beautiful,&#34; she said. &#34;There is no need to be nervous. He will love you,&#34; Tempest, offering Scarlett what she thought was reassurance. </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none">Today was the day Tempest was taking Scarlett to meet her mentor. The very man behind the reason why she was who she was today--Angus Wolfram. Angus was her mentor. Her teacher. Her...Master. He was her sire and had been instrumental in her fall. He had been the one to pick up the pieces when everyone else abandoned her. He had been the one to help her find purpose when the world she knew collapsed. He had been the reason for her awakening. The reason why her eyes were now open to the truth that so many others...even her brother, tried to hide from her. He was the catalyst for her walking away from the false worlds of holiness and hypocrisy. And once she put those lies behind her, she walked away and never looked back.</div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none">As the car pulled up into the large circular drive and parked, the driver quickly got out and opened the door for them. Tempest slid out first, then held her hand out for Scarlett to take. &#34;Remember to keep your eyes down unless he asks you to look at him. Stay close and a step behind me. But when he speaks to you, speak. At some point during the evening, I will have to break away from you. When I do, please feel free to mingle. If anyone bothers you, anyone at all, you come find me. Do you understand?&#34; She said, stroking the woman&#39;s cheek. </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"> </div> qsangel95@... (Angel Heart) Sun, 04 May 2025 13:34:42 -0700 Re: Pirates Life (Khadashee, Draven, Damon) /g/YourOwnLittleWorld/message/3108 <div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: system-ui">(Khadashee)</div><div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: system-ui">Khadashee panted against his neck. Holding him tight as she calmed down. She never thought never imagined in her whole life that she would ever find a love like the one she has with this man. Never ever thought she could…would find a man like Draven, who love her like Draven loved her.</div><div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: system-ui"> </div><div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: system-ui">She never imagined that after being sold to him that could have a future as bright as the way there’s look now. At his words, she stroke his cheek, kissed his sweaty brow. her love for him shining just as intensely in her deep green eyes</div><div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: system-ui"><br/>Pulling back, she looked down into his handsome face. “I can’t wait to be your wife.�</div><div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: system-ui"><br/></div><div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: system-ui">(Draven)</div><div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: system-ui">Hello looked at her and smiled, &#34;my wife, huh. Is that a proposal, Khada?&#34; He asked her as he brushed her cheek. &#34;If it is, my answer is yes...but thought you weren&#39;t sure about this. What&#39;s changed, my love?&#34;</div><div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: system-ui"><br/></div><div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: system-ui">Tag: Khadashee </div> babs_me72@... (Barbara Edmiston) Mon, 14 Apr 2025 19:37:59 -0700 Re: Making a Selection (Victoria, Vincent, Colin) /g/YourOwnLittleWorld/message/3107 <div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: system-ui">(Tori)</div><div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: system-ui">Tori smirked knowingly at his words. “Didn’t you just leave her house? But now you need to get back to her soon� oh you are so whipped. it’s cute.� She said with a smile. </div><div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: system-ui"><br/></div><div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: system-ui">Turning back to her father, Victoria said. � i agree with Colin, Father. You and mother can pick the five girls. Once your selection have been made, I will Personally deliver  the portfolio over to the Gerards and then they can decide which one they want. Let’s say You and mother make a decision within the next two weeks I can have it to the end of the month?�</div><div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: system-ui"><br/></div><div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: system-ui">Summary...to move forward. </div><div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: system-ui"><br/></div><div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: system-ui">The three agreed on the details. Vincent said his goodbyes to Tori and Vincent. He took the details of the girls that he liked and chose on looks alone. He would let Tori know the choices as soon as he and Chantel figure them out.</div><div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: system-ui"><br/></div><div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: system-ui">After he was gone, Colin also said see you later to Tori and headed out to see Katya. Tori left on her own with her own thoughts. </div> babs_me72@... (Barbara Edmiston) Mon, 14 Apr 2025 19:26:50 -0700 Re: Raconteur City: The Midnight Society Mayham (Scarlett, NPC Prince, Diego) /g/YourOwnLittleWorld/message/3106 <div class="ydp81902f7fyahoo-style-wrap" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px"><div></div> <div dir="ltr">Zuriel</div><div dir="ltr"><div><div id="ydp5f226157yiv3586980287msgbody250531891" class="ydp5f226157yiv3586980287user-content" style="line-height: 1.5; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: system-ui, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255)"><div class="ydp5f226157yiv3586980287forcebreak" style="line-height: 1.5"><div class="ydp5f226157yiv3586980287ydpef7cc8f0yahoo-style-wrap" style="line-height: 1.5; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px"><div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.5"> </div><div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.5">”I choose duty over loyalty. It broke her. It changed her. Turned her into what you came to know.� Zuriel said. “As for your story. No I do not . I just know she is after you. That is all I know. Would you care to share?�</div><div id="ydp5f226157yiv3586980287ydpef7cc8f0yahoo_quoted_3201002625" class="ydp5f226157yiv3586980287ydpef7cc8f0yahoo_quoted" style="line-height: 1.5"><div style="line-height: 1.5"><div style="line-height: 1.5"><div id="ydp5f226157yiv3586980287ydpef7cc8f0yiv9154977541" style="line-height: 1.5"><div style="line-height: 1.5"><div id="ydp5f226157yiv3586980287ydpef7cc8f0yiv9154977541yqtfd65013" class="ydp5f226157yiv3586980287ydpef7cc8f0yiv9154977541yqt4838304965" style="line-height: 1.5"></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: system-ui, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255)"> </p></div><br/></div><div dir="ltr">Scarlett</div><div dir="ltr"><br/></div><div dir="ltr">The redhead nodded. Interesting that Tempest had not shared her story with Zuriel. But if he and she were at odds with one another, maybe she did not have a reason to tell him.</div><div dir="ltr"><br/></div><div dir="ltr">She turned and looked outside at the darkness around the car as it drove to wherever Zuriel was taking them. Summoning her memories of Tempest, she shared the story of how Angus Wolfram stalked she and her fiancé in the backstreets of Chicago in the mid-1800s, descended upon them and dragged them into a warehouse where he spent hours having his way with Scarlett while forcing her beloved to watch. </div><div dir="ltr"><br/></div><div dir="ltr">Then, the vampire told Zuriel how Wolfram killed her fiancé before draining her of her blood and leaving her for dead...knowing she would rise again, while the man she loved would not. After turning, Scarlett spent years searching for the vampire who had done this to her. More than 100 years passed until one day in 1968 she learned of Tempest and the vampire she served known as Wolfram.</div><div dir="ltr"><br/></div><div dir="ltr">Scarlett knew it was him. The monster who took her true love and left her the wander the earth as an immortal vampire. She got close to Tempest, submitted to her and let her believe she was her loyal servant...all so she could get close to Wolfram and exact her revenge.</div><div dir="ltr"><br/></div><div dir="ltr">The redhead told Zuriel that for twenty years she would meet with Tempest at places around the world and they would embark on days, sometimes weeks long sessions where she submitted to the other woman -- all to gain her trust so one day she would introduce her to her master -- Wolfram. That day finally came in 1986 outside Edenborough, Scotland in a castle belonging to the elusive vampire known as Angus Wolfram. Tempest brought her there to finally meet the man she called master...</div><div dir="ltr"><br/></div><div dir="ltr">tags    </div><div id="ydp81902f7fyahoo_quoted_4416622318" class="ydp81902f7fyahoo_quoted"><div style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px"><div><div id="ydp81902f7fyiv8883013378"><div><div id="ydp81902f7fyiv8883013378yqtfd03338" class="ydp81902f7fyiv8883013378yqt4986536347"> </div></div></div></div> </div> </div></div> ijinkhan@... ([email protected]) Wed, 09 Apr 2025 08:18:21 -0700 Re: Making a Selection (Victoria, Vincent, Colin) /g/YourOwnLittleWorld/message/3105 <div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: system-ui, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; font-size: 16px"><span style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; background-color: #ffffff; display: inline">Vincent/Colin)<br/>Vincent began looking through the book. He put a little mark by the ones he found attractive and that he thought would be the best fit for the task at hand. Soon he had a dozen chosen. &#34;Well, now we need to dwindle them down to you suggested five?&#34;<br/><br/>Colin gave his sister and small nudge when she said something about him being a bit of a player, &#34;am not...at the moment. I have a girlfriend...I should go and see her soon. But I think once we narrow down the choice to two, we let the Gerard&#39;s decide which one....before she is turned.&#34; He suggested.</span></div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: system-ui, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; font-size: 16px"><span style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; background-color: #ffffff; display: inline"> </span></div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: system-ui, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; font-size: 16px"><span style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; background-color: #ffffff; display: inline">Tori</span></div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: system-ui, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; font-size: 16px"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: system-ui, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; font-size: 16px"><span style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; background-color: #ffffff; display: inline">Tori smirked knowingly at his words. “Didn’t you just leave her house? But now you need to get back to her soon� oh you are so whipped. it’s cute.� She said with a smile. <br/><br/></span></div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: system-ui, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; font-size: 16px"><span style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; background-color: #ffffff; display: inline">Turning back to her father, Victoria said. � i agree with Colin, Father. You and mother can pick the five girls. Once your selection have been made, I will Personally deliver  the portfolio over to the Gerards and then they can decide which one they want. Let’s say You and mother make a decision within the next two weeks I can have it to the end of the month?�</span></div> </div> qsangel95@... (Angel Heart) Sat, 29 Mar 2025 13:13:22 -0700 Re: Pirates Life (Khadashee, Draven, Damon) /g/YourOwnLittleWorld/message/3104 <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: system-ui, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none">Draven)<br/>Draven held her as they climaxed together, then continued to hold her in the after glow. He didn&#39;t want her to move, he was enjoying being inside her. Her body pressed to his. &#34;Oh, my love. I love you to the farthest reaches of the sea.&#34; He ran his fingers through her hair, &#34;I am yours, truly. Always. Forever. Yours.&#34;</div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: system-ui, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"><br/> Khadashee</div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: system-ui, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: system-ui, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none">Khadashee panted against his neck. Holding him tight as she calmed down. She never thought never imagined in her whole life that she would ever find a love like the one she has with this man. Never ever thought she could…would find a man like Draven, who love her like Draven loved her. </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: system-ui, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: system-ui, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none">She never imagined that after being sold to him that could have a future as bright as the way there’s look now. At his words, she stroke his cheek, kissed his sweaty brow. her love for him shining just as intensely in her deep green eyes</div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: system-ui, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"><br/>Pulling back, she looked down into his handsome face. “I can’t wait to be your wife.�</div> qsangel95@... (Angel Heart) Sat, 29 Mar 2025 13:09:15 -0700 Re: Raconteur City: The Midnight Society Mayham (Scarlett, NPC Prince, Diego) /g/YourOwnLittleWorld/message/3103 <div id="msgbody250531891" class="user-content" style="color: #333333; font-family: system-ui, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; background-color: #ffffff; text-decoration: none"> <div class="forcebreak" style=""> <div class="ydpef7cc8f0yahoo-style-wrap" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px"> <div dir="ltr" style="">Scarlett MacAleister</div> <div dir="ltr" style=""> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="">A pound of flesh...that made sense when it came to Tempest. She could be loving, passionate and even adoring, but when she was angry she was a force to be reckoned with. Scarlett knew exactly how Tempest would extract that pound of flesh. It would be long and painful before everything turned to blackness.</div> <div dir="ltr" style="">&#34;I assume you know the details of my betrayal,&#34; the vampire said. &#34;What did you do to trigger her?&#34;</div> <div dir="ltr" style=""> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="">Zuriel</div> <div dir="ltr" style=""> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="">”I choose duty over loyalty. It broke her. It changed her. Turned her into what you came to know.� Zuriel said. “As for your story. No I do not . I just know she is after you. That is all I know. Would you care to share?�</div> <div id="ydpef7cc8f0yahoo_quoted_3201002625" class="ydpef7cc8f0yahoo_quoted" style=""> <div style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px"> <div style=""> <div id="ydpef7cc8f0yiv9154977541" style=""> <div style=""> <div id="ydpef7cc8f0yiv9154977541yqtfd65013" class="ydpef7cc8f0yiv9154977541yqt4838304965" style=""></div> </div> </div> </div> </div> </div> </div> </div> </div> <p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; color: #333333; font-family: system-ui, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; background-color: #ffffff; text-decoration: none"> </p> <div class="table-highlight-background-color" style="color: #333333; font-family: system-ui, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; padding: 4px 10px 2px"> <div class="row" style=""> <div class="col-xs-4 text-left" style="text-align: left; min-height: 1px; padding-right: 15px; padding-left: 15px; width: 135.328125px"> </div> </div> </div> qsangel95@... (Angel Heart) Sat, 29 Mar 2025 07:48:41 -0700 Re: Raconteur City: The Midnight Society Mayham (Scarlett, NPC Prince, Diego) /g/YourOwnLittleWorld/message/3102 <div class="ydpef7cc8f0yahoo-style-wrap" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px"><div></div> <div dir="ltr"> <div><div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.5; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif">Zuriel</div><div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.5; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif">”I don’t suppose she would. Ariel turned away from that aspect of who she is a long time ago. And it’s not what she did to me, it’s what did to her.� He said with a sigh then turned to Scarlett’s.  “I wasn’t there for her when she needed me. And that one action pushed into the arms of one who changed the course of her destiny, mine and seemingly yours as well. Betrayal is her trigger and we both have committed that offense where she is concern. Now she wants her pound of flesh.�</div></div><br/></div><div dir="ltr">Scarlett MacAleister</div><div dir="ltr"><br/></div><div dir="ltr">A pound of flesh...that made sense when it came to Tempest. She could be loving, passionate and even adoring, but when she was angry she was a force to be reckoned with. Scarlett knew exactly how Tempest would extract that pound of flesh. It would be long and painful before everything turned to blackness.</div><div dir="ltr">&#34;I assume you know the details of my betrayal,&#34; the vampire said. &#34;What did you do to trigger her?&#34;</div><div dir="ltr"><br/></div><div dir="ltr">tag</div><div id="ydpef7cc8f0yahoo_quoted_3201002625" class="ydpef7cc8f0yahoo_quoted"><div style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px"><div><div id="ydpef7cc8f0yiv9154977541"><div><div id="ydpef7cc8f0yiv9154977541yqtfd65013" class="ydpef7cc8f0yiv9154977541yqt4838304965"> </div></div></div></div> </div> </div></div> ijinkhan@... ([email protected]) Fri, 28 Mar 2025 13:16:51 -0700 Re: Raconteur City: The Midnight Society Mayham (Scarlett, NPC Prince, Diego) /g/YourOwnLittleWorld/message/3101 <div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none">Scarlett</div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none">The vampire looked at Zuriel with a surprised expression on her face. Sister? Zuriel and Tempest were siblings? She let it sink in a moment then, noticing the pain this subject was causing, she instinctively reached out and placed a hand on his (their) shoulder.</div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none">&#34;Your sister? She never mentioned a sibling,&#34; Scarlett murmured, giving Zuriel&#39;s shoulder a slight squeeze. &#34;You are different from one another, she is not <span style=""><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; background-color: #ffffff">Nephilim. And you are not a vampire. Unless there is more to one...or both of you...than meets the eye.&#34;</span></span></div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"><span style=""> </span></div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"><span style="">The redhead left her hand on his shoulder, &#34;What did she do to you?&#34;</span></div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"><span style="">Zuriel</span></div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"><span style="">”I don’t suppose she would. Ariel turned away from that aspect of who she is a long time ago. And it’s not what she did to me, it’s what did to her.� He said with a sigh then turned to Scarlett’s.  “I wasn’t there for her when she needed me. And that one action pushed into the arms of one who changed the course of her destiny, mine and seemingly yours as well. Betrayal is her trigger and we both have committed that offense where she is concern. Now she wants her pound of flesh.�</span></div> </div> qsangel95@... (Angel Heart) Thu, 27 Mar 2025 08:31:34 -0700 Re: Pirates Life (Khadashee, Draven, Damon) /g/YourOwnLittleWorld/message/3100 <div class="ydpb39a4cbcyahoo-style-wrap" style="font-size: 16px; font-family: times, serif"><div style="font-family: times, serif"></div> <div style=""><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51)">(Khadashee)</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51)"> </span></div></div><div id="ydp21d25c27yahoo_quoted_3077827611" class="ydp21d25c27yahoo_quoted"><div style="font-size: 13px; color: rgb(38, 40, 42)"><div style=""><div id="ydp21d25c27yiv5234990717" style=""><div id="ydp21d25c27yiv5234990717msgbody248963396" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); text-decoration: none" class="ydp21d25c27yiv5234990717user-content"><div class="ydp21d25c27yiv5234990717forcebreak" style=""> <div dir="ltr" style="">Never did she imagine in 1 million years� if there was such a number� that she would come to be find herself a top the lap of, making love to the most notorious pirate in all of the Caribbean� but she was. Sitting on the lap of that man…that pirate, the one she loved. his long, hard, thick very deep inside of her. Their climax is in tandem. Her belly full with his babe. </div> <div style=""> </div> <div style="">Never in 1 million years did she imagined that she could be this happy. And yet she was. </div> <div style=""> </div> <div style="">Happy and in love with Draven about to be the mother to his child. She could stay in this moment forever. A part of her wanted to stay in this moment forever. But she was looking so forward to what their future would hold. So as much as she wanted to stay in this one forever Khadashee didn’t hold back. </div> <div style=""> </div> <div style="">She climax right there a top him, shouting his name in desire and love, bathing her in her release. Her body slumping forward, her head resting on his shoulder in his neck “I love you,� she whispered.</div><div style=""><br/></div><div style="" dir="ltr">(Draven)<br/>Draven held her as they climaxed together, then continued to hold her in the after glow. He didn&#39;t want her to move, he was enjoying being inside her. Her body pressed to his. &#34;Oh, my love. I love you to the farthest reaches of the sea.&#34; He ran his fingers through her hair, &#34;I am yours, truly. Always. Forever. Yours.&#34;</div><div style="" dir="ltr"><br/></div><div style="" dir="ltr">Tag: Khadashee</div></div></div><div id="ydp21d25c27yiv5234990717yqtfd12037" class="ydp21d25c27yiv5234990717yqt6555880116" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif"> </div></div></div> </div> </div> babs_me72@... (Barbara Edmiston) Sun, 16 Mar 2025 22:11:57 -0700 Re: Making a Selection (Victoria, Vincent, Colin) /g/YourOwnLittleWorld/message/3099 <div class="ydpda0570afyahoo-style-wrap" style="font-size: 16px; font-family: times, serif"><div style="font-family: times, serif"></div> <div style=""><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">(Tori)</span></div><div style="">Tori sat down in a chair, thoughtfully. “A bit of a player, but his father wants him to settle down. Based on all you are saying, I don’t imagine that this betrothal will be a love match but more a match of convenience. Without knowing his type, we will need to find someone who we all consider to be universally beautiful. Someone who is open to the potential of a loveless marriage and who is coachable. Someone who understands that they will need to be turned and looks at this as an adventure. Someone who is open to the possibility of children. Someone who understands etiquette and decorum since they’ll be marrying into Noble house. You definitely have made it so that we have our work cut out for us, Father, but I have no doubt Colin and I will succeed in the endeavor.</div></div><div id="ydp34a468a9yahoo_quoted_2859537887" class="ydp34a468a9yahoo_quoted"><div style="font-size: 13px"><div style=""><div id="ydp34a468a9yiv9193261247" style=""> <div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255)"> </span></div> <div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">”What I suggest is that you find at least five women in that book that you think you would want to bestow our family line upon based on looks. After you selected the five, Colin and I will interview them. From there we can pick two and you and mother can decide which one of the two you would like to go with. Or you can just present the two to the Gerard family and let them choose which one they want to marry off to their son.�</span></div> <div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255)"> </span></div> <div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"><span style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); display: inline">She looked at her brother then. “what do you think Colin. you traverse these circles, you know and are familiar with these type� if not are one yourself,� she said, teasing her brother. What do you think is the best way to go?�</span></div><div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"><span style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); display: inline"><br/></span></div><div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"><span style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); display: inline">(Vincent/Colin)<br/>Vincent began looking through the book. He put a little mark by the ones he found attractive and that he thought would be the best fit for the task at hand. Soon he had a dozen chosen. &#34;Well, now we need to dwindle them down to you suggested five?&#34;<br/><br/>Colin gave his sister and small nudge when she said something about him being a bit of a player, &#34;am not...at the moment. I have a girlfriend...I should go and see her soon. But I think once we narrow down the choice to two, we let the Gerard&#39;s decide which one....before she is turned.&#34; He suggested.</span></div><div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"><span style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); display: inline"><br/></span></div><div dir="ltr" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"><span style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); display: inline">Tag: Tori</span></div><div id="ydp34a468a9yiv9193261247yqtfd48092" class="ydp34a468a9yiv9193261247yqt1455939610" style="color: rgb(38, 40, 42); font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif"> </div></div></div> </div> </div> babs_me72@... (Barbara Edmiston) Sun, 16 Mar 2025 22:04:33 -0700 Re: Raconteur City: Reunited (Ariein, Hollywood, Diego, Elisiana) /g/YourOwnLittleWorld/message/3098 <div class="ydpeaf39de2yahoo-style-wrap" style="font-family: times, serif; font-size: 16px"><div id="ydpeaf39de2yiv8885165801"></div></div><div id="ydp74656f87yiv8885165801yqtfd73421" class="ydp74656f87yiv8885165801yqt9214311077"><div id="ydp74656f87yiv8885165801ymail_android_signature">(Ari)</div><div id="ydp74656f87yiv8885165801ymail_android_signature">What was he hoping for when he asked the question, that maybe they were working together on the strength of what they once were to each other? That maybe because she was their sire maybe she felt the same kind of obligation to help Eli that he did…despite the distance, time and animus. But her tone� the abruptness of her words. Her threat.  He frowned. </div><div id="ydp74656f87yiv8885165801ymail_android_signature"><br/></div><div id="ydp74656f87yiv8885165801ymail_android_signature">He turned to her. “Bring me into who Hollywood? Did you forget who I am? My rank? Why I am here? I don’t report to you or take my order from your Prince. And the fact that he almost got himself killed to someone like me simply means he a piss poor Prince with bad security.</div><div id="ydp74656f87yiv8885165801ymail_android_signature"><br/></div><div id="ydp74656f87yiv8885165801ymail_android_signature">&#34;I don’t take kindly to threats Hollywood. I agreed to work with you for one reason and it wasn’t because of your job. And if I’m not mistaken before we drove here I specifically asked you if you were prepared to turn your back on that job. I can see now you’re not. Which means we have a conflict of interest. Good luck with your investigation Hollywood. This is where you and I part ways.� He said.</div><div id="ydp74656f87yiv8885165801ymail_android_signature"><br/></div><div id="ydp74656f87yiv8885165801ymail_android_signature" dir="ltr">(Hollywood)</div><div id="ydp74656f87yiv8885165801ymail_android_signature" dir="ltr">Hollywood gave him a shrug. He was right, on all accounts, except for maybe the bad security. She didn&#39;t say anything else, figuring there was nothing else to say. She turned and kept going on her hunt for evidence of where Eli may have gone. She had a job to do and no matter who they were to her, she was going to do her job.</div><div id="ydp74656f87yiv8885165801ymail_android_signature" dir="ltr"><br/></div><div id="ydp74656f87yiv8885165801ymail_android_signature" dir="ltr">Soon she was upstairs and heightened her senses to begin her search for where Eli had been. Soon she had her evidence and called the Prince to inform him of what she had found.</div><div id="ydp74656f87yiv8885165801ymail_android_signature" dir="ltr"><br/></div><div id="ydp74656f87yiv8885165801ymail_android_signature" dir="ltr">Tag: Eli, Ari</div></div> babs_me72@... (Barbara Edmiston) Sun, 16 Mar 2025 21:38:10 -0700 Re: Raconteur City: The Midnight Society Mayham (Scarlett, NPC Prince, Diego) /g/YourOwnLittleWorld/message/3097 <div class="ydpd4e25fc3yahoo-style-wrap" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px"><div></div> <div dir="ltr">Zuriel</div><div dir="ltr"><br/></div><div dir="ltr"><div><div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.5; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif">Zuriel remained quiet for long moments. staring off out the window of the vehicle, as they traverse the city streets. quietly Contemplating exactly how much he would tell her. Exactly how much he believed she would believe, exactly how much she would be able to take in. <br/><br/></div><div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.5; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif">his story with The Tempest was one of love and devotion. Heartache and betray. He didn’t often recount it, let alone share it with others. with a deep sigh, his deep blue eyes turned from the window. Pinning her where she said  look directly unflinchingly at her. His words were measured as he said, “she is my sister.�</div></div><br/></div><div dir="ltr">Scarlett</div><div dir="ltr"><br/></div><div dir="ltr">The vampire looked at Zuriel with a surprised expression on her face. Sister? Zuriel and Tempest were siblings? She let it sink in a moment then, noticing the pain this subject was causing, she instinctively reached out and placed a hand on his (their) shoulder.</div><div dir="ltr"><br/></div><div dir="ltr">&#34;Your sister? She never mentioned a sibling,&#34; Scarlett murmured, giving Zuriel&#39;s shoulder a slight squeeze. &#34;You are different from one another, she is not <span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">Nephilim. And you are not a vampire. Unless there is more to one...or both of you...than meets the eye.&#34;</span></span></div><div dir="ltr"><span><br/></span></div><div dir="ltr"><span>The redhead left her hand on his shoulder, &#34;What did she do to you?&#34;</span></div><div dir="ltr"><span><br/></span></div><div dir="ltr"><span>tag </span></div><div dir="ltr"> </div><div id="ydpd4e25fc3yahoo_quoted_1175676492" class="ydpd4e25fc3yahoo_quoted"><div style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px"><div><div id="ydpd4e25fc3yiv4197320622"><div id="ydpd4e25fc3yiv4197320622yqtfd90949" class="ydpd4e25fc3yiv4197320622yqt7658613877"><div><div style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px" class="ydpd4e25fc3yiv4197320622ydp211ce821yahoo-style-wrap"><div id="ydpd4e25fc3yiv4197320622ydp211ce821yahoo_quoted_1308453228" class="ydpd4e25fc3yiv4197320622ydp211ce821yahoo_quoted"><div style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px"><div><div id="ydpd4e25fc3yiv4197320622ydp211ce821yiv6949440385"><div><div id="ydpd4e25fc3yiv4197320622ydp211ce821yiv6949440385yqtfd76186" class="ydpd4e25fc3yiv4197320622ydp211ce821yiv6949440385yqt0881828941"> </div></div></div></div> </div> </div></div></div></div></div></div> </div> </div></div> ijinkhan@... ([email protected]) Tue, 04 Mar 2025 11:47:50 -0800 Re: Raconteur City: The Midnight Society Mayham (Scarlett, NPC Prince, Diego) /g/YourOwnLittleWorld/message/3096 <div class="ydp211ce821yahoo-style-wrap" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px"><div></div> <div dir="ltr">Zuriel</div><div dir="ltr"><br/></div><div id="ydp211ce821yahoo_quoted_1308453228" class="ydp211ce821yahoo_quoted"><div style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px"><div><div id="ydp211ce821yiv6949440385"><div><div id="ydp211ce821yiv6949440385yqtfd76186" class="ydp211ce821yiv6949440385yqt0881828941"> </div></div></div></div> </div> </div></div> ijinkhan@... ([email protected]) Tue, 04 Mar 2025 11:35:59 -0800 Re: Raconteur City: The Midnight Society Mayham (Scarlett, NPC Prince, Diego) /g/YourOwnLittleWorld/message/3095 <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"><span style=""><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; background-color: #ffffff">Scarlett MacAleister</span></span></div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"><span style=""><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; background-color: #ffffff"> </span></span></div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"><span style=""><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; background-color: #ffffff">The redheaded vampire raised an eyebrow. She searched her vast knowledge of the creature&#39;s normal humans know little or nothing about, knowledge gained from years of being a vampire and serving the Vampire Nation.</span></span></div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"><span style=""><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; background-color: #ffffff"> </span></span></div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"><span style=""><span style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; background-color: #ffffff">&#34;Nephilim are the offspring of angels and men, or more accurately angels and giants, though my knowledge of true giants is somewhat vague,&#34; Scarlett said. &#34;Perhaps that explanation is incorrect. I haven&#39;t learned much of your kind, let alone I have never met a Nephilim before.&#34;</span></span></div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none">Intrigued, Scarlett inadvertently moved a little closer to Zuriel and studied Their chiseled features, &#34;I do not recall Tempest being any other than a vampire. How does that make her related to you?&#34;</div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"><span style=""> </span></div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"><span style="">Zuriel</span></div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"> </div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none">Zuriel remained quiet for long moments. staring off out the window of the vehicle, as they traverse the city streets. quietly Contemplating exactly how much he would tell her. Exactly how much he believed she would believe, exactly how much she would be able to take in. <br/><br/></div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none">his story with The Tempest was one of love and devotion. Heartache and betray. He didn’t often recount it, let alone share it with others. with a deep sigh, his deep blue eyes turned from the window. Pinning her where she said  look directly unflinchingly at her. His words were measured as he said, “she is my sister.�</div> <div dir="ltr" style="color: #333333; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none"><span style=""> </span></div> qsangel95@... (Angel Heart) Sat, 01 Mar 2025 10:52:23 -0800 Re: Raconteur City: The Midnight Society Mayham (Scarlett, NPC Prince, Diego) /g/YourOwnLittleWorld/message/3094 <div class="ydpa6e0f203yahoo-style-wrap" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px"><div></div> <div dir="ltr"><div><div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.5; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">Zuriel</div><div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.5; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">Zuriel chuckled at her sarcasm, her turned to look her in her Beautiful deep eyes. His gaze unwavering. I didn’t realize asking you a question in return meant that I was attempting to keep secrets. But I find your conclusion to be amusing. Scarlet. And Tempest is exactly my enemy. She is family, if you will. The name of my species is called Nephilim.� He said, watching her reaction,.</div><div style="line-height: 1.5; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); color: white">_._,_._,_</div></div><span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">Scarlett MacAleister</span></span><br/></div><div dir="ltr"><span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255)"><br/></span></span></div><div dir="ltr"><span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">The redheaded vampire raised an eyebrow. She searched her vast knowledge of the creature&#39;s normal humans know little or nothing about, knowledge gained from years of being a vampire and serving the Vampire Nation.</span></span></div><div dir="ltr"><span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255)"><br/></span></span></div><div dir="ltr"><span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255)">&#34;Nephilim are the offspring of angels and men, or more accurately angels and giants, though my knowledge of true giants is somewhat vague,&#34; Scarlett said. &#34;Perhaps that explanation is incorrect. I haven&#39;t learned much of your kind, let alone I have never met a Nephilim before.&#34;</span></span></div><div dir="ltr"><br/></div><div dir="ltr">Intrigued, Scarlett inadvertently moved a little closer to Zuriel and studied Their chiseled features, &#34;I do not recall Tempest being any other than a vampire. How does that make her related to you?&#34;</div><div dir="ltr"><span><br/></span></div><div dir="ltr"><span>tag</span></div><div dir="ltr"><br/></div><div id="ydpa6e0f203yahoo_quoted_1458573772" class="ydpa6e0f203yahoo_quoted"><div style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px"><div><div id="ydpa6e0f203yiv0392442488"><div><div id="ydpa6e0f203yiv0392442488yqtfd98110" class="ydpa6e0f203yiv0392442488yqt7316502369"> </div></div></div></div> </div> </div></div> ijinkhan@... ([email protected]) Thu, 27 Feb 2025 16:38:46 -0800 Re: Pirates Life (Khadashee, Draven, Damon) /g/YourOwnLittleWorld/message/3093 <div id="msgbody248963396" class="user-content" style="color: #333333; font-family: system-ui, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; background-color: #ffffff; text-decoration: none"> <div class="forcebreak" style=""> <div style="">Draven)</div> <div style="">Draven was always driven mad when he was with Khada. He loved her. He had never loved another the way he loved her. He would die for this woman.</div> <div style=""> </div> <div style="">His own body felt everything with hers. Buried inside her as they made love for the first time in their home. He could see himself here, forever. Then she gave him the signal and as he felt her tighten around him, he released into her. Their climaxes in sync. He knew he could bring her more if she wished it so, but she wanted this time to be together. </div> <div style=""> </div> <div style=""> Khadashee </div> <div style=""> </div> <div style="">never did she imagine in 1 million years� if there was such a number� that she would come to be find herself a top the lap of, making love to the most notorious pilot in all of the Caribbean� but she was. Sitting  on the lap of that man�  that pirate, the one she loved. his long, hard, thick very deep inside of her. Their climax is in tandem. Her belly full with his babe. </div> <div style=""> </div> <div style="">Never in 1 million years did she imagined that she could be this happy. And yet she was. </div> <div style=""> </div> <div style="">Happy and in love with Draven about to be the mother to his child. She could stay in this moment forever. A part of her wanted to stay in this moment forever. But she was looking so forward to what their future would hold. So as much as she wanted to stay in this one forever Khadashee  didn’t hold back. </div> <div style=""> </div> <div style="">She climax right there a top him, shouting his name in desire and love, bathing her in her release. Her body slumping forward, her head resting on his shoulder in his neck “I love you,� she whispered</div> </div> </div> <p style="margin: 0px 0px 10px; color: #333333; font-family: system-ui, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; background-color: #ffffff; text-decoration: none"> </p> <div class="table-highlight-background-color" style="color: #333333; font-family: system-ui, Roboto, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: start; text-transform: none; word-spacing: 0px; text-decoration: none; padding: 4px 10px 2px"> <div class="row" style=""> <div class="col-xs-4 text-left" style="text-align: left; min-height: 1px; padding-right: 15px; padding-left: 15px; width: 135.328125px"> </div> </div> </div> qsangel95@... (Angel Heart) Mon, 24 Feb 2025 15:15:53 -0800