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This thread has been a long time coming, I joined the site a few months back and after finally finding my feet I am ready to post a thread.
Roleplaying Experience; I have about ten years of experience and a lot of untapped creativity. I Write in first person. Roleplay for me has always been a form of escape so I want to really feel it.
Genres & Settings; I am mainly a real world with a twist kind of girl. Romance, story based role with plenty of plot twists and turns. I enjoy creating characters and plots but I do prefer them to be viable in the real world with the exception of one supernatural preference........werewolves are a slight obsession of mine.
Face Claims; I do love to use face claim, and I do prefer if my partner chooses mine for me, I want to embodie the perfect women for him and I want to use pictures where possible to ignite his interest, and of course in turn I get to choose my partner face claim, of late I am a big fan of using Jason Moama, something about that big body and long hair with a cheeky grin just adds to the fire
Pairings I enjoy:
Ex husband and wife
Fighting couple
College sweethearts
Mob boss daughter / Second in command
Werewolf / human
Mob Boss / Wife
Sons of Anarchy Style MC/ Female (lots of different ways to go with this one)
These pairing may seem boring but my creative mind will add twists you never thought of.
Open to hearing all types of roles but I will not respond to requests of.......
Cuckholding
Cheating
Rape
www.f-list.net
Thought I would try adding an opening scene to my thread..... to perhaps bait some good players.
********I could see this vacation far enough and coming from a girl who gets up at 4am every morning to make the morning news presenters look like they woke up like this and who doesn't ever get time off work the prospect of going on an all inclusive vacation is normally something to be beyond excited about but this particular vacation I was not thrilled about because it means I'm going to have to spend time with My ex husband.......
We booked this trip almost a year ago with our 2 best friends who we have known since college and pretty much the beginning of our relationship. These people were the few people at our court house wedding 6 years ago. They have witnessed us at our happiest and at our worst and sadly they will have our worst on this trip.
This whole thing was a bright idea that came during one of our parties we had when you err on rest from the rig decided it would be a fantastic idea to blow the last of our savings on an all inclusive holiday to the Maldives. At the time it sounded amazing, the island,the sun all day, the water sports and the cocktails........I mean it could have been the tequila talking that night I'm not really sure but we booked and paid for it so it looks like I'm going because I can't afford to just throw that kind of money away and since I will probably never be able to afford a holiday again never mind something like this it is probably my last chance to get away.
I walk around the bed staring at the clothes I've laid out checking them off on my list making sure so haven't forgetting something I might need. Plopping down on the master bed and looking at the huge half empty wardrobe in front of me my mind wonders for a split second if you have remembered to pack even half the things you will need. I consider taking my list to the spare bedroom at the other side of the hall which became your permanent home 4 months ago when we realised that we couldn't make this marriage work, we wanted different things and since neither of us could afford to move out after you lost your job and continue to pay for the mortgage on this mammoth house ......in hind site it was a stupid house to buy but I fell in love with it and you made it happen, the location was the main selling point. So close to the beach it had fantastic views over the cliff and I could listen to the sound of the ocean at night. It has beautiful high ceilings that made my inner interior designer squeal with excitement while decorating the place. I could even hang large chandeliers and even at 6"4' you wouldn't hit your head off it like Oi did every night in our first tiny apartment together. This is my dream house but I can never afford it alone and since our marriage has pretty much dissolved I know we need to sell this place and honestly right now it just fells huge and lonely and empty as we where never in the same room together it doesn't feel like home anymore just a big stupid house.
That not being in the same room thing of course was about to change we had two weeks sharing a beach hut to look forward too. We haven't spoken a full sentence to each other in weeks and the months before that it was mostly sentences that just consisted of curse words and name calling so it wasn't a far stretch to wonder why I was so anxious and pretty much dreading this trip. Shaking my head I push all thoughts of helping you out of my head I needed as much time as possible alone to prepare for this trip 5am was going to come far to quickly!
When the alarm obnoxiously beeped in my ear at 4am I half considered just turning off and sleeping in for the first time in probably years just so I would miss the flight but then the guilt over the money we spent on it hits me and forces me out of bed and to be ensuite bathroom for a shower to try and make me less like a zombie. Washing my hair and body in the hot steaming water works I feel slightly better and after applying a bag full of make up and concealer I actually resemble a human women.....success! I blow dry my beautifully long caramel hair before styling it into messy waves around my face, I'm not really sure why I'm making so much effort to look half decent I know as soon as I get on the plane il out my hair up and wish I wasn't wearing so much make up but I can't help wanting to look good show you and our friends that I'm ok and if I look ok they won't think otherwise.
I step back and look at my working the no make up look but feeling like I've made to much effort I pull on a plain T still tight to my body and then add some jeans and a jacket and my boots since your so damn tall. I can't remember the last time I put so much effort into what I looked like around you. Why did it matter what I looked like? I had been walking around this house for months and not cared but for some reason the thought of going out in public with you and with friends has me fixing my hair one last time in an attempt to look good.
When I'm finally ready I step out of the bathroom and gather up my bags listening to you down stairs it's 4:45am and you already have music playing. I can't tell what it is but no doubt you were making coffee and tapping along. I can clearly picture what you will be wearing and I pray my body doesn't react any kind of way toward it I do not need my suddenly neglected female parts remember how hot you are esp in the morning with that shaggy look to your hair. I'm pretty sure this is the longest I have went without any kind of touch or attention from you in the 8 years I have known you and my body parts like to remind me of that every so often but thankfully my brain usually kicks in with a reminder to why we are no longer together.
Taking a big deep breath i start dragging my bags down stairs to face you. Refusing to ask for help I thump my case down every step to annoy the hell out of you because you are playing music so fucking loud!*****
Thanks for reading
A
This thread has been a long time coming, I joined the site a few months back and after finally finding my feet I am ready to post a thread.
Roleplaying Experience; I have about ten years of experience and a lot of untapped creativity. I Write in first person. Roleplay for me has always been a form of escape so I want to really feel it.
Genres & Settings; I am mainly a real world with a twist kind of girl. Romance, story based role with plenty of plot twists and turns. I enjoy creating characters and plots but I do prefer them to be viable in the real world with the exception of one supernatural preference........werewolves are a slight obsession of mine.
Face Claims; I do love to use face claim, and I do prefer if my partner chooses mine for me, I want to embodie the perfect women for him and I want to use pictures where possible to ignite his interest, and of course in turn I get to choose my partner face claim, of late I am a big fan of using Jason Moama, something about that big body and long hair with a cheeky grin just adds to the fire
Pairings I enjoy:
Ex husband and wife
Fighting couple
College sweethearts
Mob boss daughter / Second in command
Werewolf / human
Mob Boss / Wife
Sons of Anarchy Style MC/ Female (lots of different ways to go with this one)
These pairing may seem boring but my creative mind will add twists you never thought of.
Open to hearing all types of roles but I will not respond to requests of.......
Cuckholding
Cheating
Rape
F-list - Warning
www.f-list.net
Thought I would try adding an opening scene to my thread..... to perhaps bait some good players.
********I could see this vacation far enough and coming from a girl who gets up at 4am every morning to make the morning news presenters look like they woke up like this and who doesn't ever get time off work the prospect of going on an all inclusive vacation is normally something to be beyond excited about but this particular vacation I was not thrilled about because it means I'm going to have to spend time with My ex husband.......
We booked this trip almost a year ago with our 2 best friends who we have known since college and pretty much the beginning of our relationship. These people were the few people at our court house wedding 6 years ago. They have witnessed us at our happiest and at our worst and sadly they will have our worst on this trip.
This whole thing was a bright idea that came during one of our parties we had when you err on rest from the rig decided it would be a fantastic idea to blow the last of our savings on an all inclusive holiday to the Maldives. At the time it sounded amazing, the island,the sun all day, the water sports and the cocktails........I mean it could have been the tequila talking that night I'm not really sure but we booked and paid for it so it looks like I'm going because I can't afford to just throw that kind of money away and since I will probably never be able to afford a holiday again never mind something like this it is probably my last chance to get away.
I walk around the bed staring at the clothes I've laid out checking them off on my list making sure so haven't forgetting something I might need. Plopping down on the master bed and looking at the huge half empty wardrobe in front of me my mind wonders for a split second if you have remembered to pack even half the things you will need. I consider taking my list to the spare bedroom at the other side of the hall which became your permanent home 4 months ago when we realised that we couldn't make this marriage work, we wanted different things and since neither of us could afford to move out after you lost your job and continue to pay for the mortgage on this mammoth house ......in hind site it was a stupid house to buy but I fell in love with it and you made it happen, the location was the main selling point. So close to the beach it had fantastic views over the cliff and I could listen to the sound of the ocean at night. It has beautiful high ceilings that made my inner interior designer squeal with excitement while decorating the place. I could even hang large chandeliers and even at 6"4' you wouldn't hit your head off it like Oi did every night in our first tiny apartment together. This is my dream house but I can never afford it alone and since our marriage has pretty much dissolved I know we need to sell this place and honestly right now it just fells huge and lonely and empty as we where never in the same room together it doesn't feel like home anymore just a big stupid house.
That not being in the same room thing of course was about to change we had two weeks sharing a beach hut to look forward too. We haven't spoken a full sentence to each other in weeks and the months before that it was mostly sentences that just consisted of curse words and name calling so it wasn't a far stretch to wonder why I was so anxious and pretty much dreading this trip. Shaking my head I push all thoughts of helping you out of my head I needed as much time as possible alone to prepare for this trip 5am was going to come far to quickly!
When the alarm obnoxiously beeped in my ear at 4am I half considered just turning off and sleeping in for the first time in probably years just so I would miss the flight but then the guilt over the money we spent on it hits me and forces me out of bed and to be ensuite bathroom for a shower to try and make me less like a zombie. Washing my hair and body in the hot steaming water works I feel slightly better and after applying a bag full of make up and concealer I actually resemble a human women.....success! I blow dry my beautifully long caramel hair before styling it into messy waves around my face, I'm not really sure why I'm making so much effort to look half decent I know as soon as I get on the plane il out my hair up and wish I wasn't wearing so much make up but I can't help wanting to look good show you and our friends that I'm ok and if I look ok they won't think otherwise.
I step back and look at my working the no make up look but feeling like I've made to much effort I pull on a plain T still tight to my body and then add some jeans and a jacket and my boots since your so damn tall. I can't remember the last time I put so much effort into what I looked like around you. Why did it matter what I looked like? I had been walking around this house for months and not cared but for some reason the thought of going out in public with you and with friends has me fixing my hair one last time in an attempt to look good.
When I'm finally ready I step out of the bathroom and gather up my bags listening to you down stairs it's 4:45am and you already have music playing. I can't tell what it is but no doubt you were making coffee and tapping along. I can clearly picture what you will be wearing and I pray my body doesn't react any kind of way toward it I do not need my suddenly neglected female parts remember how hot you are esp in the morning with that shaggy look to your hair. I'm pretty sure this is the longest I have went without any kind of touch or attention from you in the 8 years I have known you and my body parts like to remind me of that every so often but thankfully my brain usually kicks in with a reminder to why we are no longer together.
Taking a big deep breath i start dragging my bags down stairs to face you. Refusing to ask for help I thump my case down every step to annoy the hell out of you because you are playing music so fucking loud!*****
Thanks for reading
A