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Index was once a small and close-knit community, but the town located on the western side of Washington state has grown in recent years beyond anyone's expectations. It is the ideal place for those who work in Seattle but can't afford the city's high real estate prices, and for others the natural beauty attracts them to the town. And Index truly is a beautiful place - surrounded by thick evergreen trees, tall mountains and glistening rivers and lakes. While weather is typically rainy with overcast skies even this does nothing to take away from the beauty of the town, and it is only highlighted further when the heavy snow graces the town and caps the mountains in winter. To many, Index would seem like a paradise. And yet lurking beneath this visual beauty there is more to this town than anyone might ever imagine...

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Re: [Private] Don't get carried away.

Erika Richards | Army of God; Hunter

Posted on Fri Apr 10, 2015 3:43 pm

Was it his lucky night? No, it might be the worst night he'd had in a long time. For me, though, I was hoping it would be the complete opposite. Quote Begin You'll just have to wait and see.Quote End I winked at him. Quote Begin And I'm sure we've got a lot of things to show each other...Quote End

I decided that if I wanted to actually play the game, I was going to have to tone it down at least a tiny bit or the poor guy'd end up coming in his pants. I wouldn't put it past him. I'd seen it happen before and it just stopped the game too early - I needed to string Vin along long enough for it to be worth it.

Quote Begin Oh yeah, anythiing.Quote End I purred, cosying myself up against Vin and watching the dealer allocate the cards. I snatched our up before Vin could and let out a surprised squeal of joy. Quote Begin Oooh! - oops, sorry!Quote End I made a show of apparently realising I was playing badly and giving away out cards, when actually the hand we had so far was pretty shit. I  took the opportunity to check out the others at our table. The guy to our right, a greasy middle aged schmuck, had a list of tells a mile long just after watching him one minute. This was going to be easy.

The server returned with our drinks and I passed the cards to Vin, placing them in his larger hands so I could take a glass. My other hand pressed against his chest. After a caress or two I let it sneak inside his jacket, moving against his pec just enough to keep him distracted while I tried to suss out the contents of his pocket. I could feel the journal I'd seen earlier in it, heavy and solid through the fabric against the back of my hand. I leaned back against Vin, letting my mind flit between watching the game and wondering what could be in that journal. It had to be good for him to carry it around like that. What man these days carried a journal around in his pocket? The only reason I could see was if it had something of value inside...

Quote Begin You should raise.Quote End I breathed against Vin's ear again, one eye on the poker game as I showered his body with attention. Quote Begin Show 'em how much of a big, strong man you are and win this game for me, Vinny.Quote End

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Re: [Private] Don't get carried away.

Vincent Sawyer Byrne | Wolf; Pack Master/Alpha

Posted on Fri Apr 10, 2015 6:20 pm

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I dunno if this is shit or not, I'm so sorry if it is. He's kinda um... Distracted lol.


Anything. I never thought that word would carry so much with it. Maybe no woman had ever said it to me like she did. It could just be a teasing word, but what if it wasn't? What if she really meant it? I was suddenly no longer interested in the game and pissed at myself for making myself bound to it. From the way she talked, and the way she acted, I had a feeling she didn't give too many fucks about the game either. Her mind was clearly where mine was, but yet here we were, playing fucking cards and not undressing each other. I liked my women forward, I didn't like chasing. I didn't see a fucking point in trying to make a woman say yes instead of no when I already had women that said yes before no at my beck and call. The way this one talked and acted was pretty much a fucking yes, but I couldn't do anything about it. Bullshit.

I wouldn't have even noticed that I'd been dealt my cards if it wasn't for her reaction to them. I looked around the table, awkwardly smirking and eventually frowning. Was she worth two hundred down the drain, which is what I expected would be the result of this little game of texas hold'em. I didn't know if she was worth it, that all depended on where the night went. It wasn't like it mattered anyway, my luck was shit all night at this fucking casino. They'd been sucking me dry since the minute I entered.

I took the cards from her hand and it took a minute to register. I smirked as I placed them back on the table and took my drink from the server. Maybe she was stupid and didn't know how to play, or maybe she wasn't. I soon realized how little that mattered with the way her hands were rubbing all over me like I was some kind of magic lamp. The only genie she'd be getting a rise out of was the one in my pants if she kept it up. I moved my legs outward a little bit more to try and stretch the fabric of my jeans. Jesus what the fuck was she trying to do to me? The man beside us cleared his throat and scooted his chair away from us a bit after my knee collided with his. Whoops.

All it took was her saying the word big and I obeyed. I leaned forward a bit, moving my arm from the outside of her ass to wrap it around her waist. My hand was pressed against her torso and fingertips hovered under her breasts. I was just trying to hold her in place to make she didn't fall off of me when I leaned forward, honest. I grabbed some chips, not even knowing what their worth was because the act of leaning forward and put her breasts that much closer to my face. Shit I might as well have been playing with monopoly money, my own money was so worthless to me in that moment. I placed my bet and leaned back, using my strength to pull her even closer up my lap, which was starting to go numb but who gave a fuck?

I think you're thirsty. I spoke lowly. She was thirsty for more liquor, yeah, that seemed to have a really fucking glorious effect on her. Maybe she was thirsty for more than just her drink. Fuck it, that wasn't a maybe, I was convinced of it. My hand slid from her waist down to her thigh. I could play one handed, fuck I was practically playing blind at this point, so what did it matter? The dealer laid out the next three cards onto the table, Jesus would this game ever end?

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Re: [Private] Don't get carried away.

Erika Richards | Army of God; Hunter

Posted on Mon Apr 13, 2015 2:45 pm

My hand kept pressing, a shifting, light and hard pressure against Vin's chest, but my gaze didn't once drift from the game. His wandering hands didn't even illicit a glance from me, just a smirk. I lost the smile outwardly when the dealer laid out the next three cards, but inside my smile grew and grew, only showing in the shine of my narrowed eyes as I kept my expression honed in.

Vin wasn't a bad looking guy. In this line of dealings he could be considered extremely attractive, if you pitted him up against the usual, middle aged, fat and ugly men who roamed casinos and splashed the cash, a showy display of their mid-life crisis'. Other girls might have viewed my situation as having lucked out, and maybe I did. I'd be lying if I said his wandering hands and attentions went completely unnoticed by my body. But the cards. The cards. The thrill from playing was tenfold anything Vin's drunken hands could do, especially in his inebriated state. Flash a man your boobs and I swear the majority of them went googly-eyed and weak at the knees. You could practically hear their brain cells dropping out their ears.

Quote Begin I think I am thirsty.Quote End I giggled, taking a good, long sip of my drink and then licking my lips as obscenely as possible. Vin might not be what I was attracted to the most in that moment, but he was funding the night and I was still curious about that notebook, so it paid to keep him happy. Never mind the fact that if things did go as planned and I was granted that post-win euphoria, I could hardly ride through it in celebration on a pack of cards. This Vin might come in handy in more ways than he currently was. Or was that handsy? He was already plenty of that.

Quote Begin I think you're thirsty too.Quote End I smiled, all bright white teeth, and pushed my glass up to Vin's lips, waiting for them to part. I kept one eye on the table, untangling a hand from Vin's jaw to push forward some more chips. Quote Begin I'm feeling really lucky tonight!Quote End I laughed, for the benefit of the other players. One had actually physically moved his chair away from us. Of course that didn't stop him from eyeing my chest when he thought he was being sneaky, but it just made me laugh with glee inside. It'd make it even more fun taking them down.

I turned back to Vin, still cradling his jaw from my perch on his lap. It wasn't the most comfortable of positions, but it meant he was plenty distracted and practically cross-eyed from my cleavage, so it was worth it.  Quote Begin Why don't we go.. somewhere a little more private after this, yeah?Quote End I spoke to the shell of his ear, watching the fat, greasy and unimpressed man beside us push forward his whole pile of chips. Shit, maybe we'd only need one game to win big if this actually played out. Shit just got serious.

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Re: [Private] Don't get carried away.

Vincent Sawyer Byrne | Wolf; Pack Master/Alpha

Posted on Sat Apr 18, 2015 1:10 pm

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I wanted so badly for this post to be epic awesome, so sorry it's kinda weak. x.x


The more I drank, the more my mind wandered, and not just into sex territory either. I was actually trying to look away from her breasts, which was probably really fucking stupid but it was equally stupid not to. Rule number one of any situation, scope out your surroundings. So maybe it wasn't against the fucking law to let a human paw at me like a dog in heat, but I did feel a mild breeze of concern when I thought about the news hitting certain ears. It wasn't exactly unlikely for wolves to visit the casino, and the last thing I wanted was to lose the money and lose the small fraction of respect I had along with it. So maybe she was a small town Eva Mendes, she was also human, and had a strangely powerful dominance over my decision making on top of that. Even if the whiskey was starting to work it's magic, I wasn't that stupid.

It appeared she wasn't the only one holding onto that strangely powerful dominance, which I had to admit, it made me feel like a fucking king. All I had to do was tell her she was thirsty and she drank. And she didn't just drink, she made a show of it like she did everything else. This woman's body language was just seductive, there was no other way to put it. My focus went straight to her mouth and my jaw barely dropped. I had to wonder though, what else could I tell her about herself, what else could I get her to do? More specifically, what could I get her to do with that mouth of hers?

As far as I was concerned, the game wasn't even happening. The people around us weren't really there. I didn't even think about them when I opened my mouth to drink from her glass like a child drinking from a sippy cup. I was thirsty. I smiled carelessly at first, but it quickly transformed into a mischievous smirk. You and me both. I was feeling lucky, but not in regards to the game.

I tried to focus on something other than her hands, mouth, breasts, anything but her and my eyes went straight for the cards on the table. What the fuck was wrong with me? I had money on the table, and I was absolutely fucking positive that my stack of chips was taller than that... Wasn't it? I needed to pay attention, but at the rate I was going my attention span was quickly entering bird brain territory. I wanted to win, and for once I actually meant at the game. So maybe I wanted to win to impress her but I also wanted to win for me. I wanted to win more for me. It was the fucking drink, it was my fucking drinks fault for causing my focus to take a vacation. Or maybe it was hers? It was someones fault, it was somethings fault... This time around it was hers, all it took was one little statement and my determination to focus on the game was completely gone.

Hell yeah! My eyes widened and I stared at the table, I mean... Fuck there was no way to play it cool now. Sounds cool... Fucking balls...

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Re: [Private] Don't get carried away.

Erika Richards | Army of God; Hunter

Posted on Tue Apr 21, 2015 8:17 am

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Pshhh, stop worrying and just enjoy writing, it was great :p


The game seemed to be going slow as fuck, thanks to the other two apparent amateurs at the table. It would've been if Vin wasn't even more so. He was a barrel of laughs - to laugh at, anyway. Still, there was a sense of accomplishment and gratification no matter how many times I did this, that I still could it. Reducing a guy to stuttered half-sentences was definitely an ego boost and I basked in it.

I stretched my body out, accompanying it with a drawn out sigh, practically sprawled over Vin - or as much as I could without falling out of his lap. Quote Begin It's taking so long.Quote End I groaned, more for the other players benefit than Vin's, though a few more innuendos to turn his brain into even more mush wouldn't help. I probably didn't even want to know where his mind was.

Another card was laid down, and I let my gaze circle the table. My hands had found the edge of Vin's jacket and I didn't let go, toying with the edge of the the leather in my 'boredom'. Quote Begin What d'you think we should do, Vinny? Raise again?Quote End I stroked at his jacket, twisting the edge of it between my fingers. I wanted to know exactly what was in the pocket, and then exactly what was in that notebook. It was almost a distraction from the game... but not quite. It helped to let Vin make a decision too. I didn't want him to start thinking I actually had a brain, it was much easier to dupe someone if they thought you were basically a walking, talking pair of boobs.

I tilted my mouth closer to his jaw again, keeping one eye on the table but my hand on his jacket. I shook my shoulders and pouted a little, letting my body breasts judder from the force. Quote Begin I'm getting cold here. I can't wait until the game's over and we can get... warmed up...Quote End I said, allowing myself to smirk into his neck where no-one could see. Even if he wasn't a gentleman and I didn't get offered what I was after, the words and effort wouldn't be completely wasted...

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