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Post by MiDZ on Feb 26, 2014 18:36:05 GMT -5
Here is the delete proof thread for the Japanese Pirate RP for Ms Lupinetti and MiDZ. Have fun.  |
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Post by MiDZ on Feb 26, 2014 19:59:19 GMT -5
Setting: 1600s, in a small Japanese port town. It is night. People eat at outdoor restaurants, smoke from delicious food rising from the curtained booths.People walk along the streets in kimonos, yukatas and other Japanese style clothing and glowing lanterns are strung across the main walkway.
Boats and larger ships are tied to the dock, floating in the moonlit water.
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Post by Ms Lupinetti on Feb 26, 2014 20:19:01 GMT -5
It was a light night with the moon shining down on the port town that was beginning to spring alive with hustle and bustle from various nightly businesses. As the streets became engulfed in the chatter of people trying to get their points across there was stranger who looked a little too rough examining the business fronts.
"Hm," It was a pirate that went by the name of Kenta who was looking to spend his acquired wealth on the local goods. The rest of the ship's crew was scattered among the port town probably already have as much fun as they could buy. He was a little more thoughtful with his share, but he was still managed to spend most of it before they went back to the seas to find some more. His eyes darted from lantern to lantern that illuminated the signs that advertised bars to restaurants to gambling all of which peaked his interest. He had the night to explore all he wanted, and he was in no rush to find an establishment that met his needs.
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Post by MiDZ on Feb 26, 2014 20:33:03 GMT -5
From down the street, a beautiful woman walked confidently and elegantly towards Kenta, her simple sandles clinking on the cobblestone street. She had black hair and was wearing a red and white kimono. She was also wearing a kitsune o-men mask that hid her face, her cunning yellow eyes looking out at the night world around her. None of the people in the entertainment district seemed to notice her. She came to a stop when she reached Kenta and smiled slyly behind her mask at him.
"Can I help you, kaizoku?" she purred.
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Post by Ms Lupinetti on Feb 26, 2014 20:53:12 GMT -5
Kenta's eyes glanced away from the signs to look at the origin of the feminine voice. He saw her wearing kitsune mask much which only served to make him all the more curios. He studied her closely up and down giving a satisfied nod before boldly wrapping his arm around her waist to pull her towards him.
"You sure can, I'm looking for a good time. Think you can show me one?" He wore a smug look on his face as he looked at her expectantly. He left his head fall back slightly as his eyes peered at the mask wanting to the the owner behind it.
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Post by MiDZ on Feb 26, 2014 21:05:21 GMT -5
The woman giggled, pressed against Kenta, and she touched his face, running her soft, slim fingers down his cheek.
"Of course I can," she whispered coyly, "If you want to play, then I'm game, but just a warning to you, sir. I always...win."
She giggled again, teasingly, and there was secret laughter in her yellow eyes, a joke only she knew.
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Post by Ms Lupinetti on Feb 26, 2014 21:18:47 GMT -5
Her giggle produced a smirk on his face, but the way she touched him made his eyes watch her with a hunger. The touch of a woman was something that he didn't get while out at sea too often, and this was going to be a much needed night for him. He leaned over to her ear where he exhaled before whispering back to her,
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's get started," His lips took a hold of her earlobe before letting it slide out slowly.
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Post by MiDZ on Feb 26, 2014 21:30:54 GMT -5
"Mmm," the woman said, giving a little moan of pleasure, as she arched into Kenta's arms, enjoying his touch and warmth, "Very good, you're a lush one. Well then, let's play, my kaizoku love."
She stepped back with a lithe, graceful leap and giggling, turned away from him.
"Count to ten and then come find me, if you can," she said, a teasing smile in her voice, "Otokoyo has begun."
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Post by Ms Lupinetti on Feb 26, 2014 21:46:15 GMT -5
A little taken aback with her response because he didn't expect an actual game, but Kenta looked smug as he glanced over to her.
"I can get into this," He mumbled to himself as he silently began counting in his mind. One, two, thr-she's probably into all sorts of crazy stuff, four, five, si-Mmm can't want to see under that mask, seven, eight, nine, te-Oh I'll find you, He licked his lips as he started in the direction that he saw he wander off in. How hard was this going to be anyway? She was in red and white while wearing a mask, so it wasn't like she was blending into the crowd. Maybe she was just leading the way back to her place? That seemed like a reasonable explanation to him, but where exactly did she go? He examined the crowd carefully as he walked past everyone he wasn't looking for.
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Post by MiDZ on Feb 26, 2014 22:00:00 GMT -5
The woman vanished down the dark street, smiling to herself. She loved this game and Kenta had no idea how hard he was going to have to work to prove himself to bed her. She giggled to herself, wanting him and knowing that he was her prize.
She knew Inmu and Yanku were serving her, protecting her from the shadows. Only the worthy touched Oshira-sama.
As Kenta searched, two young men, identical twins with long, dark, wild hair and glowing red eyes, stalked him through the crowd. They also wore kitsune masks and were silent, flanking Kenta with purposeful, dangerous intent on their swift feet.
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Post by Ms Lupinetti on Feb 26, 2014 22:20:24 GMT -5
Kenta was growing a a tad bit more determined to find the woman as he crossed at a corner thinking he saw a flash of white cloth turning. He could only shake his head as he didn't see immediately what he wanted, but continued on down the street as on odd feeling began grow in the pit of his stomach. Was he being followed? This better not be a con, He knew think with his other head could get someone mugged, or worse. Still he didn't do his job because he was nice, and if things came down to that, then he was confident that he could hold his own. Despite the feeling that he had, the urge to be with a woman was, so much stronger than instinct. He examined alley entrances closely in case she had went into one just waiting, for his touch.
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Post by MiDZ on Feb 27, 2014 16:25:09 GMT -5
The woman was waiting for him, quiet and willing for the touch of him, but not in any of the alleys. Instead, she sat beside a small pool filled with hot spring water miles away, steam rising gently from the surface. Her dainty feet were dipped in the pool and she had opened her clothes so a slender strip of her soft, warm skin was showing.
She lay back, resting on the stonework surrounding the pool, and used her powers to send the image to Kenta, gently pressing it into his mind so he would think the image was a simple fantasy and not become afraid.
Part of her wanted to run to him so he could sweep her up and they would make love for eternity, but pride and the fact that she was not a loose woman forbid her from such wanton actions. So instead, she ran her hand gently down her skin, making promises to him.
She started at her collarbone, her fingers sliding down into the valley between her soft breasts, promising him to remain faithful to him with all her heart forevermore. She let out a gentle, hopeful sigh, and continued her journey, her hand caressing her stomach, willing to have her belly blissfully swollen with his child. And finally, she slipped her hand beneath the folds of her kimono, stroking the silky curls that protected her womanly entrance and pressed her fingers between her thighs, seeking moist heat. She promised him long, long days of love making, as many as he desired.
"Hurry, my kaizoku, my darling," she pleaded in a breathless voice, her eyes and body soft and willing, "I need you, hurry."
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Post by Ms Lupinetti on Feb 27, 2014 17:11:45 GMT -5
As the pirate roamed the lively streets of the port town a mental image slowly began forming within his mind from what he considered the need to touch a woman. The scenery pictured was that of a steaming hot spring with none other than the very woman that he was searching for. He saw that her kimono was hung open letting him see soft milky skin just a enough. Mmm, Just that picture alone was tantalizing to him. Something about a woman just waiting, for him to ravage her was an image he loved to see. He could've teased her until he decided that she was just about ready to take him in.
The mental scene kept going as he saw her run her slender run down the silky skin starting from her collar to down her chest until they disappeared behind her clothing. He saw the motions under the fabric as she played at her core making his shoulders stiffen. What an amazing picture he came up with! He licked his lips as he walked without giving much attention to the very ground that he stepped on. He could feel his member acknowledge the imagery as well.
"When I find you, I'm going to make you scream," A smirk found itself across his lips as he let out a short chuckle. He began taking more wide and determined steps to find this woman who seeped into his thoughts. His eyes swiftly examining every nook and cranny because he absolutely needed to find her.
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Post by MiDZ on Feb 27, 2014 17:54:35 GMT -5
"Mmm, I'd like that," the woman purred, giving a little moan as she stretched out languidly on the warm stone ground, "Come to me safely, my love. Your journey is full of challenge."
It was then that an arrow flew through the air from the side, whistling as it flew, and missed Kenta's face by a scant few inches, impeding itself in the wall on his right. From the other side, one of the wild haired twins, this one wearing a red coat, rushed forward and leaped towards Kenta, bringing down his sword in a deadly arch.
He had purpose in his eyes but it wasn't to kill. It was to test.
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Post by Ms Lupinetti on Feb 27, 2014 19:08:59 GMT -5
The pirate stumbled back some as the arrow flew across his face disrupting his dirty thoughts. He scowled letting out a growl as glanced to the arrow that stuck itself into the wall on his right side. He furrowed his eyebrows as his hair began to stand up like an animal who was getting defensive. He quickly drew his sword from its sheath that was bound to the side of his waist, and blocked the oncoming strike from some beastly looking hooligan. He forced his attack back as he took position while glaring daggers at him.
"Who the hell are you?!" He demanded from his red coat wearing attacker. Typically his demeanor was enough to make people approach with caution, but obviously this wasn't the case. He was willing to shed blood, if he had to, that was something that didn't not trouble his sleep at night. If you were willing to go around waving your swords at people then you had better been ready to back those blades up with skill.
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