Uhmm... I am Ayase. It is a pleasure to meet all of you... I am new to the site, I was told I could have some very decent rp's..
I am not terribly outgoing... I am quite shy so... Please forgive me if I don't request to start an Rp.
If you would like to know how I role Play I have a small sample ready made.
The evidence was right there. Dripping from his lips, the sweet liquid that clung to the crop and him. It had a darker sweetness to it. Almost like a strong aphrodisiac. True after he had eaten from the lain bodies of the ones who had betrayed him, he felt hot and needy, but that was why he was in his chambers for a couple of hours before coming here for this meeting. The Incubi fed off of the sexual desires of others, and it lingered in the blood. So Incubi blood was very potent when it came to making someone love them.
Keiran stared up bewildered, amazed that he had let one Incubi slip past him. It was all becoming clear. It was said that the King of the Incubi had gone missing months ago, around the time Ritsuko came into his care. And now here he was, Ritsuko, bleeding, and the taste of something wonderful and sensual lingered in Keiran's mouth. It ws much too potent to be just a lingering taste of Incubi Ritsuko had eaten and dined on with Him. He had to be an Incubi, there was no way around it. No matter how much he wanted to believe it wrong, Ritsuko was an Incubi.
Keiran's body began to warm up from the blood preassure in his veins. Just a taste was doing this much to him? Feasting upon bodies of them he hadn't gotten a high like this ever. It frightened him a little. The thought crossed his mind, being locked away, losing his kingdom he fought so hard for, being fed Incubi blood and being left in utter torment of his own bodily needs bound in a cell somewhere... Lost in thought he had completely been in a daze when Ritsuko whispered so gently to him.
He slapped the man away violently before clutching onto his throne desperately. He panted. What kind of a situation had he found himself in? No one was to enter the throne room unless they exited, voices never carried, and his quarters were just behind a rich red curtain in the throne room itself.
"You stay the **** away from me! You traitor! Your Blood... You are no ordinary... Incubi... It's too strong for it to be normal..." He glanced around from side to side, now muttering to himself. "Guards.. I need my guards to take you away... Guards... Guards!" He cried out before stumbling away from the throne in a desperate attempt to make a run for the throne room doors across the vast hall.~
Thank you for taking a look. Uhm... I suppose I will go put up a thread for... Interests and characters...
Oh.. Uhmm.. Thank you for the warning... That is a little disconcerting to hear. I see Role Playing as an Art. The beauty of words is limitless and comes in many shapes ^^
