Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)Real life gender doesn't matter to me and nor is it a concern. If you can roleplay the part, everything will work out for the both of us.
I don't rp through forums nor pm's, only Email. I also don't like to rp through messengers all that much so don't ask. However, I don't mind chatting up on MSN though.
I absolutely love, love, LOVE detailed posts. I adore quantity as much as I do quality.
What I am looking for is long term roleplays. I am not looking for pure smutt roleplays but I don't mind having intimacy in them. I enjoy plot very much for pure smutt would get boring.
I can play both male and female characters, I prefer to have my main characters being male though. I can easily play both a dominant and submissive characters.
My email: semeluv@live.com
This is also messenger. So feel free to ad me to hit me up.
What I am willing to do/play:
Action
Anthro Characters (ears, tails, etc. No full on furry/animal crap. Sorry.)
Assassins
Confrontations
Consensual Scenes
Criminals
Dominant/Seme
Demons
Fantasy
Female Characters
Futuristic
Gangs
Hitmen
Humans
Mafia
Male Characters
Male on Female (iffy, and not because I cannot do it/suck at doing it, just don't know if I really want to do it. I can give it a shot though.)
Male on Male / Yaoi
Mercenaries
Modern
Multiple Characters
Non-consensual Scenes
Romance
Switching between Dom and Sub / Seke
Supernatural
Supernatural Beings
Suspense
Submissive / Uke
Underground Activies
Villains
Violence
What I am absolutely not willing to do/play:
Bestiality
Female on Female / Yuri
Furry
Real Life People
Scat
Watersports
I'm sure there are more to add to both of my lists of things to do and not to do, so don't be afraid to ask.
I have some plot ideas turning in my head, so don't be afraid to ask to about them, or perhaps we can come up with one together.
I have provide a roleplay sample of an rp I am doing with a close friend through email at the moment. It's a bit rusty on my part since I have not roleplayed in quite some time. I hope you find it to your pleasure.
RP SAMPLE:
I don't rp through forums nor pm's, only Email. I also don't like to rp through messengers all that much so don't ask. However, I don't mind chatting up on MSN though.
I absolutely love, love, LOVE detailed posts. I adore quantity as much as I do quality.
What I am looking for is long term roleplays. I am not looking for pure smutt roleplays but I don't mind having intimacy in them. I enjoy plot very much for pure smutt would get boring.
I can play both male and female characters, I prefer to have my main characters being male though. I can easily play both a dominant and submissive characters.
My email: semeluv@live.com
This is also messenger. So feel free to ad me to hit me up.
What I am willing to do/play:
Action
Anthro Characters (ears, tails, etc. No full on furry/animal crap. Sorry.)
Assassins
Confrontations
Consensual Scenes
Criminals
Dominant/Seme
Demons
Fantasy
Female Characters
Futuristic
Gangs
Hitmen
Humans
Mafia
Male Characters
Male on Female (iffy, and not because I cannot do it/suck at doing it, just don't know if I really want to do it. I can give it a shot though.)
Male on Male / Yaoi
Mercenaries
Modern
Multiple Characters
Non-consensual Scenes
Romance
Switching between Dom and Sub / Seke
Supernatural
Supernatural Beings
Suspense
Submissive / Uke
Underground Activies
Villains
Violence
What I am absolutely not willing to do/play:
Bestiality
Female on Female / Yuri
Furry
Real Life People
Scat
Watersports
I'm sure there are more to add to both of my lists of things to do and not to do, so don't be afraid to ask.
I have some plot ideas turning in my head, so don't be afraid to ask to about them, or perhaps we can come up with one together.
I have provide a roleplay sample of an rp I am doing with a close friend through email at the moment. It's a bit rusty on my part since I have not roleplayed in quite some time. I hope you find it to your pleasure.
RP SAMPLE:
Suits. He hated everything about Suits and their ways, and it was just the clothing attire either. What he hated more than Suits was the fact he was dressed and looked just like the rest of the bunch. He disliked the fact that his hair was kept down at the moment, not spiked in the messily-neat fashion he usually had it and even further still, it was an annoyance how his blond bangs kept falling into place over his icy-blue eye. He had to remove ever last one of his piercings, that were visible and not hidden away by his clothing that is. Despite being fully clothed and suited, he couldn't help but to feel, naked. This was his least favourite part of any assignment and it was rare that he took on assignments where he had to participate in such occasions. However, this excitement in particular was on the top of many lists and no other had been able to accomplish it. He learned of their mistakes, of their failures and made countless notes upon them all. That was the advantage on taking assignments that had been place for a while. Never take an assignment when it first comes into play for there is room for error, but that did not mean there wasn't still room for era for there was.
He had lost track of time and despite it not being more than hour of being in that room, it felt as though countless and numerous hours has passed. Despite his true feelings to this whole scenario, none of them surfaced and he was rather calm and collective. Emotions were a hard thing to get out of the lad, and if any were ever shown, they were all a facade but none ever being able to see past his guise. Icy blue hues glanced to the Suit standing beside him, staring him over. He could pick up that the other was clearly uneasy and nervous about what was to be done. It was written all over the man's face and was filled with such deep dread. This clearly was not easy for the man and it wasn't because of his favour for the family he was working for, it was because of who was now playing in this game. This was almost to easy for the lad as he held back the desire and yearning to sneer and snark at the man. This was not the time and he would be damned if this Suit were to ruin the game.
"Do you need some water to cool you down? You look as though you've seen a ghost." a stern voice reached the Suit's ears and his eyes were quickly grabbed by those icy blue hues, hues that belonged to merciless killer. His eyes narrowed as he spotted the Suit begin an attempt to hold back a shiver of fear. He was going to ruin everything! He needed the Suit calm and at ease, the way he always appeared before him. "Will you calm your bloody damn nerves. The game is going to be over before I even have my chance, and it's going to be all because. I'd really hate to see my contractors' disappointed faces when they learn of your failure." he made sure he was getting the point across to the Suit.
It took a moment before the other began to settle his nerves as he came to an understanding, knowing full well was to take place. "You're right. I apologize, Sir."
Instantly, there was a sharp glare that could be felt in the Suit's flesh as those icy blues penetrated to his heart. 'Sir'. That was not the title to ever call this killer and it was clear he did not appreciate it. It was as though it was a huge insult and slap to the face that anyone could give. If he had wanted to keep such a title, he would have stayed and kept to the heir he was given by birth right. Yet, he had left and wanted nothing more with it. It was clear that the Suit had gathered what he had done and his expression showed his repenting. He didn't dare say anything, fear driving his voice away so as to not any further injury to the insult he had just delivered. With a few deep breaths, the Suit had gathered his composure and he appeared to be as calm as ever. Fear was driving him into this state and it worked. It was clear this was satisfactory to the killer as he too seemed to mellow, and his harsh stare vanished. The timing could not have been better for the next game piece had finally arrived, and it was about time.
The room had broken out in a uproar of applauding as two entered. It was noted to how fine they were dress and how they seemed to blind out everything else in the rest of the room. With sharp and keen hearing, he could easily hear over the chatter of the others and pinpoint the conversations that were in his interest. He listened in to the remarks about the father and the mother, picking up key tones in the way the two exchange words. Patience. He required patience before the game piece was finally in his grasp, and soon it was. The Suit who had been so 'patiently' standing next to him greeting the game piece at last. A hand was place upon Eros' shoulder in a warm greeting while it took a firm grip and hold. "Evening, Eros. You and your escort are quite lovely tonight. Everything has been coming along in accordance to plan. Also, about that matter I spoke with you before, this is the young lad I had spoken to you about, Ryann." with that, the Suit moved his hand from the grip and towards Ryann in an introduction form.
Ryann, the disguised Suit, gave a warm, greeting smile while he bowed his head to Eros. "It is a pleasure; however I am sure you have received that before, given your reputation and all that you stand for." he spoke, his words coming out strictly genuine. In a way, it was pleasure for him for he always found pleasure in meet and speaking face-to-face with his intended targets. However, this one in particular was possibly the greatest pleasure he had ever had. This was a rather unique target for him, and to top it off, it was not fat, old man. Eros was young and had a sexual appeal to him that was inviting. Despite that sexual appeal though, Ryann kept himself at bay from it. "Mr. Alvatraze has told me you had some doubts about me. I can assure you that I am bloody good at what I do and how I do it." His eyes were locked and focused upon Eros, despite the man being taller than he was. This was by no mean any intimidation for him. His own height only reaching to five foot and eleven inches, falling just short of the six foot mark. There was some age difference between the two as well, but that was of no consequence either. There was nothing that Eros could find intimidating about the man. "As well, don't allow my age to be fooling. I am only twenty-five, yes, but that does not take away my experience." Strict and clear confidence rode itself along Ryann's tone as his words came out ever so smoothly and effortless. His words the truth, after all.
Stephen Alvatraze, the Suit who had been standing beside and introduced Eros to Ryann, simply remained silent. He was quite taken aback about how Ryann so effortless and freely spoke to Eros. Most had some issues when they first met and spoke with Eros, intimidation showing through, but not with Ryann. Stephen wondered if this was all going to backfire. He kept his worries locked away and hidden, unseen by any. It was also quite amazing how fluent and easily Ryann spoke English as it was not his native tongue. It was quite hard to pick up any accent other than the usual 'Western' accent people had when speaking English. He noticed how Ryann did not look at him once since Eros had been standing there and yet despite all that, there was something about Ryann that was telling Stephen not to mess anything up. Stephen could not place whom he was fearing more, Eros or Ryann.
"One more thing, I must say. How can you stand being surrounded by nothing but Suits?" Ryann suddenly so boldly blunted out. The shock hit Stephen like a train. Stephen could feel his stomach turning upon himself, feeling as though Ryann had just insulted Eros. Ryann simply stood there as he looked around the room, glancing to each Suit and their dates. "I am not one for this sort of thing. I prefer my, I guess you call them, 'Street Clothing' here in the States." Once again, Ryann locked his eyes with Eros', not having any problem with making direct eye contact. Stephen began to stumble with words as he tried to make an apology for Ryann's bluntness and for forgiveness for any insult, but no words escaped. The lump in his throat knotted painfully.
He had lost track of time and despite it not being more than hour of being in that room, it felt as though countless and numerous hours has passed. Despite his true feelings to this whole scenario, none of them surfaced and he was rather calm and collective. Emotions were a hard thing to get out of the lad, and if any were ever shown, they were all a facade but none ever being able to see past his guise. Icy blue hues glanced to the Suit standing beside him, staring him over. He could pick up that the other was clearly uneasy and nervous about what was to be done. It was written all over the man's face and was filled with such deep dread. This clearly was not easy for the man and it wasn't because of his favour for the family he was working for, it was because of who was now playing in this game. This was almost to easy for the lad as he held back the desire and yearning to sneer and snark at the man. This was not the time and he would be damned if this Suit were to ruin the game.
"Do you need some water to cool you down? You look as though you've seen a ghost." a stern voice reached the Suit's ears and his eyes were quickly grabbed by those icy blue hues, hues that belonged to merciless killer. His eyes narrowed as he spotted the Suit begin an attempt to hold back a shiver of fear. He was going to ruin everything! He needed the Suit calm and at ease, the way he always appeared before him. "Will you calm your bloody damn nerves. The game is going to be over before I even have my chance, and it's going to be all because. I'd really hate to see my contractors' disappointed faces when they learn of your failure." he made sure he was getting the point across to the Suit.
It took a moment before the other began to settle his nerves as he came to an understanding, knowing full well was to take place. "You're right. I apologize, Sir."
Instantly, there was a sharp glare that could be felt in the Suit's flesh as those icy blues penetrated to his heart. 'Sir'. That was not the title to ever call this killer and it was clear he did not appreciate it. It was as though it was a huge insult and slap to the face that anyone could give. If he had wanted to keep such a title, he would have stayed and kept to the heir he was given by birth right. Yet, he had left and wanted nothing more with it. It was clear that the Suit had gathered what he had done and his expression showed his repenting. He didn't dare say anything, fear driving his voice away so as to not any further injury to the insult he had just delivered. With a few deep breaths, the Suit had gathered his composure and he appeared to be as calm as ever. Fear was driving him into this state and it worked. It was clear this was satisfactory to the killer as he too seemed to mellow, and his harsh stare vanished. The timing could not have been better for the next game piece had finally arrived, and it was about time.
The room had broken out in a uproar of applauding as two entered. It was noted to how fine they were dress and how they seemed to blind out everything else in the rest of the room. With sharp and keen hearing, he could easily hear over the chatter of the others and pinpoint the conversations that were in his interest. He listened in to the remarks about the father and the mother, picking up key tones in the way the two exchange words. Patience. He required patience before the game piece was finally in his grasp, and soon it was. The Suit who had been so 'patiently' standing next to him greeting the game piece at last. A hand was place upon Eros' shoulder in a warm greeting while it took a firm grip and hold. "Evening, Eros. You and your escort are quite lovely tonight. Everything has been coming along in accordance to plan. Also, about that matter I spoke with you before, this is the young lad I had spoken to you about, Ryann." with that, the Suit moved his hand from the grip and towards Ryann in an introduction form.
Ryann, the disguised Suit, gave a warm, greeting smile while he bowed his head to Eros. "It is a pleasure; however I am sure you have received that before, given your reputation and all that you stand for." he spoke, his words coming out strictly genuine. In a way, it was pleasure for him for he always found pleasure in meet and speaking face-to-face with his intended targets. However, this one in particular was possibly the greatest pleasure he had ever had. This was a rather unique target for him, and to top it off, it was not fat, old man. Eros was young and had a sexual appeal to him that was inviting. Despite that sexual appeal though, Ryann kept himself at bay from it. "Mr. Alvatraze has told me you had some doubts about me. I can assure you that I am bloody good at what I do and how I do it." His eyes were locked and focused upon Eros, despite the man being taller than he was. This was by no mean any intimidation for him. His own height only reaching to five foot and eleven inches, falling just short of the six foot mark. There was some age difference between the two as well, but that was of no consequence either. There was nothing that Eros could find intimidating about the man. "As well, don't allow my age to be fooling. I am only twenty-five, yes, but that does not take away my experience." Strict and clear confidence rode itself along Ryann's tone as his words came out ever so smoothly and effortless. His words the truth, after all.
Stephen Alvatraze, the Suit who had been standing beside and introduced Eros to Ryann, simply remained silent. He was quite taken aback about how Ryann so effortless and freely spoke to Eros. Most had some issues when they first met and spoke with Eros, intimidation showing through, but not with Ryann. Stephen wondered if this was all going to backfire. He kept his worries locked away and hidden, unseen by any. It was also quite amazing how fluent and easily Ryann spoke English as it was not his native tongue. It was quite hard to pick up any accent other than the usual 'Western' accent people had when speaking English. He noticed how Ryann did not look at him once since Eros had been standing there and yet despite all that, there was something about Ryann that was telling Stephen not to mess anything up. Stephen could not place whom he was fearing more, Eros or Ryann.
"One more thing, I must say. How can you stand being surrounded by nothing but Suits?" Ryann suddenly so boldly blunted out. The shock hit Stephen like a train. Stephen could feel his stomach turning upon himself, feeling as though Ryann had just insulted Eros. Ryann simply stood there as he looked around the room, glancing to each Suit and their dates. "I am not one for this sort of thing. I prefer my, I guess you call them, 'Street Clothing' here in the States." Once again, Ryann locked his eyes with Eros', not having any problem with making direct eye contact. Stephen began to stumble with words as he tried to make an apology for Ryann's bluntness and for forgiveness for any insult, but no words escaped. The lump in his throat knotted painfully.