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| Tweet Topic Started: Jan 24 2012, 11:16 PM (125 Views) | |
| CrushingNova | Jan 24 2012, 11:16 PM Post #1 |
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Username: CrushingNova Preferred Name: Nova Age (optional): 18 Years role-playing: ...0 Favorite Genre: I like a little of everything? Least favorite genre: On the fence about shota and loli... Sci-fi, and poorly done monsters (vampire, werewolf, zombie, etc.) Anything you’d like to add: Although I've never RP'd, I write regularly, and I'm hoping to improve in all areas, and reach a new audience. Role-playing Sample: On any given day, he was not the guy to mess with. More inclined to drown babies than kiss them, his abhorrent abuse of power was daunting, and unstoppable. Drug traffic went through him. Dollar bills drenched in cocaine and blood went straight from the cleaners to his pocket. And all the supple bodied, smooth skinned, sweet smelling virgins he could ever imagine made their way to his bedroom on command. And because he was somewhat like a ruler of such a fucked up town where laws and limits did not exist, nothing was beyond his reach. So the fact that somewhere, someone was withholding his favorite whore from him made his blood seethe with a righteous indignant fury that mortals could not even begin to assuage. Ezekiel Hessman was called 'The Watchman' in Nova City, where the mayor and police were figureheads to the empire he stood proudly upon. Good looking, mid-thirties with a lady-killers charm, he could have easily climbed his way to the top in a legit political race but, to him, it was so much more fun this way. He knew from a very young age that stepping on people who got in his way did not bother him in the least. Sadism, murder, heavy bondage, non-consenting victims... People to him were merely objects of enjoyment, a means to an end. 'Morality' was simply not in his vocabulary. Neither was 'squalor'. The high-rise called Castle was where he made his not so humble abode, where the plebeians looked up in awe as he and the Untouchables lived in the lap of luxury, and where he was currently brooding. His dream boy was not a virgin by any means. He wasn't highborn or important or even noticeable to many. He was emaciated, thin, almost sickly looking, with pale blonde hair, perpetually tired eyes and despondency that dripped from his ever-loving soul. His jaunty hips and pierced lips, erect nipples and the way he would whine so pitifully when being denied his release... Ezekiel's dick throbbed in anticipation, and anger boiled anew when he remembered today he would not get what he wanted. Who does this, who dare even THINK they can trifle with what's mine! Who in their right MIND-- "Ezekiel." Dire eyes looked up to meet the saddened looks of Ezra, his faithful manservant. He was quite fetching in his own light: tall, lean, with just the hint of graying fringe, but to Ezekiel, this meant nothing; against his beloved whore, he was a worthless dog in Ezekiel's sight. The Watchman's azure eyes regarded his butler in scorn. "Don't trouble me." "I've contacted Lucky Heart's and they have Shane on reserve for you, since Logan is nowhere to be found." Kneeling beside the sofa where his master was lounging, head bowed in reverence, there was still no mistaking the snobbish leer in his tone. The sound of skin against skin rang out across the room, the glasses falling from Ezra's face to the floor, skidding to a halt on the carpet. The abuse was normal; Ezra's rage was not. "Don't you dare speak ill of--" "Of what? Your trash whore who ran from your arms and the shithole he's been living in to end his miserable life, because God I do hope he did!" Livid, Ezekiel cried out in rage, toppling Ezra on his back, cracking the glass coffee table before them. "You miserable--!" His brought his fist down upon the man's face, watching the sanguine crimson drops fly from his mouth across the glass and to the white carpet and couches. Ezra let out a mocking laugh. "If only master knew how much this excited me!" "I'll give you excitement, you worthless filth!" He brought his hand up again but paused midair at the insistence of the ringing phone. He turned back to Ezra, bloody mouth smiling in a shit eating grin, smug and deservedly so. He decked him again, and the servants head lolled in recoil, chuckling softly. The answering machine clicked on. "Heeey Ezzy... I have something you want," a playful voice goaded, followed by the muffled cries of a whore, Ezzy's whore. "Now, c'mon, pick up the phone, babe, we have business to discuss." Never had Ezekiel felt so desperate or, dare he say, cuckolded. He glared down at his servant, still smirking through the blood. "You'll pay for this, faggot," Ezekiel growled. "Only for you, love” he whispered through the pain. “Only for you." Ezekiel tossed his beaten servant from the table to the floor, then stalked over to where the phone sat. Never had he felt so desperate… "You know, I used to have a boy like this... So pretty..." Ezekiel lifted the phone, growling into the receiver. The tempting, taunting, brought him back to a place and time he never wanted to revisit. "Jedediah." (hope it's long enough! :unsure:) |
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| Dreamy Ideal | Jan 24 2012, 11:44 PM Post #2 |
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***Approved!*** Zero years. I want to make jokes about throwing you into the lion's den but I don't want to scare you off. So kittens and buttons. And cotton candy. <3 You'll have a good time around here I'm sure. Welcome to HV! I tend to lurk around frequently so if you need anything drop me a line :3 |
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