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originally posted in:The New Dojo
10/15/2016 9:54:29 PM
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[i]The table just went silent and Lovecraft facepalmed.[/i] "Are you really that stupid? I can make her orgasm uncontrollably till it hurts, see?"
[i]Charlotte fell to the floor, her muscles spasming as she sprayed fluids all over the place from nonstop climaxes. The man looked at the display with a smile before looking back at Treyman.[/i] "I don't understand how you see any value in her anyway. If you don't understand what she even is how can you think she's anything more than a wh*re?"
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Treyman decided to use what is quite literally the only bit of information that the writer -blam!-ing received, all the while he prepared to slaughter everything that was in the room. An aura swarmed around him as it seemed to emanate from his back with a purple look, which in turn made him raise up into the air by at least ten feet, before he looked down to the figures that had Charlotte in a state of pain and too much pleasure. And when he spoke, his voice wasn't channeling his own words but instead something... Darker, deeper and demonic sounding. "Do you have any idea who I am? My name is Jack Treyman, and I will personally slaughter everybody in your lands, I will hang Charlotte from the rafters of the building we stand in, and finally I will rápe the women and torture the men. And when your city is a festering pile of nothing but rubble, then I will put effort in."
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[i]This was not at all what the other writer said to do, but okay. Like, maybe rethink this...unless you wanna erp r*pe...I mean, that's wrong, but...I'd be into doing it.[/i] [i]Charlotte immediatly teleported everyone else away to an unknown location. She turned to Treyman with red eyes and spoke with a commanding voice.[/i] "Stand down!"
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The other writer would ERP most things really because... Well he didn't have any morals in roleplay sex. As for what the other writer said: All that Treyman's writer was told is how somebody looked and that people knew what he was, because I ain't Vio or someone who was told shit in any past interactions nor this. Treyman lunged forwards and wrapped his hands around Charlotte though it wasn't his hand, rather an extension of the magical aura that surrounded him, but that now meant every part of him but the right arm was uncovered by anything but clothes and hard light. "Shut up!"
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[i]You asked where to go back to and I said the elevator part. Now, can we make this r*pe erp and take it to pms while also redoing the canon part?[/i]
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-Treyman just leaves through portals- ((I got nothing against you or your characters, but this plot is just annoying. Sorry dude.))
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"Yeah -blam!- this." Treyman leaves. Why? Because him and the writer don't want to kill off any characters that the other writer likes, and he's sure that there's some sort of magic that protects then from death.
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[i]Not really the case, but f*ck it. I need to find someone actually willing to go through with this and explore the options.[/i]
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[i]I was. And all of my various ideas have been all eliminated so the only thing I can physically do at this point is slaughter everything. [/i]
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[i]You couldn't buy and you couldn't sex, but what Charlotte is and the question of whether she's a person stay a mystery. To be honest at this point the only way for Treyman to get through this without back tracking is to shoot everything.[/i]
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[i]I don't mean to be an asshole but what the -blam!- would you suggest I do, just slaughter everything and dip immediately through portals?[/i]
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[i]Yeah, a character that doesn't just charge and instead thinks things through would've been a better choice for saving Charlotte.[/i]
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>Assuming that there is a way t- You know what -blam!- this, you want her saved? Tell me where to start instead of leaving me here with my thumb up my ass.
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[i]The elevator, when Lovecraft enters try to learn more about Charlotte and her masters. He's a friend.[/i]
