Existing Threads That Needs Players - 2011

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THIS THREAD IS FOR RECRUITING PLAYERS TO EXISTING THREADS THAT HAVE A ROLE TO FILL.

Please post:

What you need - The role(s)

How many you need - # here

Link to existing thread -

How to go about joining said thread - PM first or Jump right in.

Any rules or requirements, please also list them in your post.

ALSO: Please return to edit your posts as those roles fill up.

UPDATE: PLEASE DO NOT POST MORE THAN ONCE A DAY FOR AN EXISTING THREAD.
 
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I would like a woman to assist fantasies and likewise

Looking for a female who wants to be somewhat submissive to enroll in a scenarios where we are a sexual couple looking for taboo situations and people to have sex with. ie: at funeral, with relatives, voyeur...open to many things. This will be my first thread, so let me know if there is a direction you would like to go. PM me, love to hear from you.
 
Well, ive given it several months and i have not heard from my Co-writer, I am looking to either Restart the thread but i would prefer just to pick it up from where it current is at,

LF Literate Female writer who plays a college student who has harbored a fantasy and has wanted to date the local "Bad boy" of the college campus, Biker, hot head, yadda yadda, what she doesnt know is that the "bad boy" is a Were-leapard.

Please feel free to read the story as it currently sits and let me know if you are interested,

http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=698055
 
http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=747344

Looking for someone to play Megan. The role is about two friends who decide to just use each other for sexual relief. Things get complicated, and they begin to have the very feelings that they hoped to avoid out of their relationship.

Need someone who is willing and able to intersparse story with sex and back and forth. Don't reply if you are not detailed and able to tell a story.

Please PM with your intro ideas.

Looking forward to a fun thread ;P
Kane.
 
AI: Absolute Insaniac (RP AND SRP)

Brand New (Feb 2 2011)

PLEASE DO NOT REPLY HERE IN THIS THREAD. PM ME: WriteWithMe
AI: Absolute Insaniac is the story of what happens when the AI -- artificial intelligence -- operating a Deep Space Transport goes berserk and begins waking the crew and passengers to satisfy her own dark fantasies and desires.

The opportunities for Players, story lines, RP, SRP, and collaboration are vast and varied.

The link above will get you to the Title Page. This link will get you to the Host's first posting. (It is a little lengthy; trying to set the stage, obviously. And if you are looking for the RP ... particularly the potential for the S of SRP, it's in the last few lines. Read and have fun.)
 
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Brand New (Feb 2 2011)

AI: Absolute Insaniac is the story of what happens when the AI -- artificial intelligence -- operating a Deep Space Transport goes berserk and begins waking the crew and passengers to satisfy her own dark fantasies and desires.

The opportunities for Players, story lines, RP, SRP, and collaboration are vast and varied.

The link above will get you to the Title Page. This link will get you to the Host's first posting. (It is a little lengthy; trying to set the stage, obviously. And if you are looking for the RP ... particularly the potential for the S of SRP, it's in the last few lines. Read and have fun.)

This is why making a sentient space ship is such a BAD idea. :)

Ooh, this sounds like a lot of fun. I want to play! Do you want us to post Character sheets on the thread, or are you going to have an OOC thread for that sort of thing?

Do you need someone to play the girl sitting on her lonesome in the meantime? I can do that. I can usually post a few times a week, sometimes a lot more, my workload in RL varies.
 
All is fair in love- and court.

After the American Revolution, George Washington decided "You know...the title of King doesn't sound too bad at all." America grew along the same scientific and social timeline, but never knew democracy- our good, kind King was all we needed, and when his health failed him his son rose to the throne. You, brilliant and literate male co-author, are a young and adventurous prince, one who has grown in the lap of luxury- doing as you please, saying as you please, and never hearing the word "no". When Princess Margaret of Britain's court is invited to spend the year in your home court, it doesn't phase you much- sure, Mom and Dad seem real impressed, but she's probably just another brainless slutty mess like your sister...right? No. No, not at all.

She's bright, she's quick, she's gorgeous- and she's completely and totally unimpressed by you and your Quarterback McApplepie act. Barely acknowledging your existence, she fills you with rage, frustration...and curiosity. And hunger. You need to make her notice, you need to make her laugh, you need to make her flirt and dance and accept you in hurried, hushed trysts in dusty bedrooms or behind closet doors. And if that won't work- well, then, you'll settle for making her tremble, gasp, flutter...and scream.
 
Looking to get into another role play or two. Wouldn't mind one that played over a yahoo instant messenger/ other IM system. I'm willing to talk about them over PM, IM or if a female needed to take over one, I wouldn't mind someone taking over this one. PM your interested before posting. If you don't know my style, take a look at a few of my signature co-op stories.
 
Summary: Imagine two different cafes with two extremely different species serving you. On one side there is the Neko cafe called Kitty Claws where all the employees are either neko's or human and across the street is a cafe served by mainly furries and a few humans here and there but not many. These two cafes are at war and only one cafe will be the 'hot spot' on Calliger Road.

So I was basically if you haven't figured out the plot yet I was thinking that there are two cafes, the employees are bunnys and kitties, their customers are whatever species. Human, wolf, whatever...why limit it right? Anyways, both cafes are in competition with each other.

WARNING: THERE IS PLOT INVOLVED. DON'T SIGN UP IF YOU ARE NOT WILLING TO USE PLOT IN YOUR POSTS

Players Requirements:
Literate
Can type at least a paragraph
Likes to have a story involved in their post, instead of sex first, plot later.

You must fill out an "application" to work at the cafe and if you want to be a customer, please fill one out as well just leave position blank.

Name:
Species:
Age:
Looks:
Position:
Bio:
 
Need one male rper

http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=748882

Need one male rper to fill this role read bottom of first post in thread for what I am looking for..no one liners..no sweet and innocent shit..I want a good solid rough and tumble blow for blow thread.

Sure the main characters will eventually love each other but before that they will fight each other both sexually and physically(in the fight club) untilthat point. I will also add several NPCs as it goes along to keep plot going.

Need a writer than can challenge me mentally with my writing
 
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Male and Female openings in new SRP created by a relatively experienced RPer and long time writer.

See:Portal Island Introductory Page

Wanted:

RPers ... that was simple, wasn't it? (The Host is not very demanding, except on one issue: please do not reply in this thread ... to keep it clean and easy to search. PM me, PNW_Male.)
 
Return to Thunderdome (Open to all)

SRP based up the world of Mad Max.

In depth knowledge of the movie(s) not required, but it helps if you have at least seen them.

Wanted:

--- Males/females who can post once or twice a week.
--- Collaboration not required; write your own story if you prefer.
--- Players can play multiple Characters: long term PCs, short or long term NPCs; original Mad Max or totally new characters welcome.

Please, see: "Return to Thunderdome: Bartertown Reborn".

Then PM the host, PNW_Male (per the notes at the bottom on the first post in the storyline thread.)
Please do not post replies here; PM me, and keep this thread clean. Thank you.
 
Reopening a RP from several months ago -

Need at least 3 females, more than three if I can get them...

Here's the setup...

An exclusive all-women's college in Somerset, UK...

***I, Miss Juliet Tung, 35 (born in England, father Chinese, mother Italian), have recently been appointed head of English and am settling into life at Somerset - a far cry from the inner-city institution from which I'd recently been dismissed (although the administration there had been good enough to allow me to quietly resign and avoid scandal)***

The change in setting could not have been in starker contrast to Islington where I'd recently taught Art & History. Farnsham College in Somerset, a sprawling late Georgian pile, had been built on the wealth of its philanthropist founder, the noted feminist writer, Mary Wells-Bryce and, having at its core a sense of academic and artistic achievement, it nevertheless carried with it a spirit of freedom and joy that was evident amongst the five hundred or so undergraduate women from the first moment I stepped through the huge oak entrance doors and was welcomed by a beaming Dean of Students, Miss Veronica Bennett.

'We're delighted to have you here,' Enthused the surprisingly young Ms Bennett who I'd placed at just over forty - yet from our correspondance I had assumed to be much older.

'I trust your journey was comfortable?" As she spoke, her arm rested on the small of my back and I waited for her to lead the way, yet instead we stood there, unmoving, as she delivered what I took to be the standard introductory speech for all new, fresh-faced and slightly nervous young professors. Her words, however, were somewhat lost on me; it surely wasn't all my imagination that her hand, not a moment before resting in a warmly formal greeting on the small of my back, had changed it's angle from the horizontal to one of ninety-degrees. Her fingers had seemed to settle, non-threateningly, yet oh-so definitely, on the upper part of my buttocks. At the precise moment I could feel my confusion and nervousness rise to the surface -and possibly embarrass myself utterly-she gave my rear a gentle pat and marched forth down the Italian marbled hall as I followed, my composure slowly returning, as she chimed radiantly that all who came into these venerated walls were indeed blessed by God. As I stared after her I also made an inner note that the middle-aged Ms Bennett had certainly been blessed by God. Her long shapely legs almost seem to glide down the narrow passageways that led off here and there and the roll of her hips took more of my attention than the beautiful oak panels we passed by.

I hoped my own slim figure would be preserved over the years by the gods of Farnsham - and that perhaps also the recent past, including my sad, regretful “indiscretion” with young Alyssa Brinker, would be laid to rest and forgotten by pastures anew. Memories of the place from which I'd fled and the near-disaster that was narrowly averted, came rolling back to me but my wandering mind was brought to a halt - just in time - as Ms Bennett swung open a classroom door and gestured for me to enter.

'Ladies. And Miss Elliot,' I heard her voice say to the Professor at the chalkboard, 'Just popping in for a bit to introduce Miss Juliet Tung. I want you to say a very warm welcome to our new head of English, Miss Tung.'

Swallowing my first-day nerves I moved two steps forward as the class of fresh-faced 18 and 19-year-olds unisoned their greeting: 'Hello, Miss Tung' and this somehow put me at my ease. I smiled and nodded to the twenty or so women.

And as my gaze moved around the room, taking a mental register of the staring women, my heart skipped a beat and time froze as it does when one falls from a great height - which, in retrospect, I was. Of course, it couldn't be Regina - that was impossible; she was many miles behind me now, yet out of all the faces that eyed me with that intense curiosity, one eclipsed all the others. It took every ounce of willpower to wrench myself back to the situation in hand and the voice of Miss Bennett.

As we left the classroom, my heart became a kettle drum whose thunderous crashes must surely be audible to everyone. I couldn't help but turn back to the women as I slowly closed the door behind me. All had settled back to attentiveness to the teacher calling out equations to the sound of scraping chalk, but one had not. And I knew it was Regina. Our eyes locked for that briefest of moments - a moment that spoke more volumes than anything I had heard since I had arrived at the school.

As I continued my guided tour it was as if everything and everyone I met along the way were coming from a far-off place. I had no thoughts other than the vision that had just presented itself before me. I thought of the next day - of my first day with my new charges. I was terrified and excited in equal measure and as I was shown into my new lodgings - a shared room with another unmarried professor - my only thought was to run back to London as fast as my legs could carry me.

Instead, I unpacked, laid out my clothes neatly and took from a discreet compartment the photograph that would remain with me until the day I died. Her huge brown eyes looked back at me and, as ever when I gaze at Alyssa's portrait, her expression seemed to say something to my heart. This afternoon, it simply said: "Hello again. I miss you."

I resolved to stay. To see what this new world had in store for me. To see if I had truly been blessed by God - or had become the Devil's own plaything.


**** Need three women to start off:

1 - Juliet Tung.

2 – Regina Anne Valkyrie, 19, This is her first term at Farnsham. Philosophy major/Economics minor. It was she who was Alyssa Brinker's secret lover at Islington. It was she who reported Juliet to the Dean there.

3 – Miss Wendy Stocks, 28, an aggressive butch. Professor of Physical Education. An excellent footballer (soccer) and field hockey player. She and Juliet will share lodgings. She has a predatory nature with reference to her students. She likes rough sex. A strict disciplinarian. A good coach.
 
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