The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [Sign Up Thread]
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				Title: <strong>The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [Sign Up Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Demoness of Darkness</strong> on <strong>26-07-2019, 06:30:35</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 24pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font"><strong>Sign Up Thread</strong></span></span></div><div align="center"><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Role Play Thread</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=308297.msg14987825#msg14987825</div></div></div><br><strong><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Character Form:</span></span></strong><br><br><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">Name:<br>Age: (18+)<br>Species: (human or supernatural)<br>Bio: (personality, history, plus any information you would like to have known)<br>Relationship Status: (married, widowed, single, dating, etc.)<br>Gender &amp; Sexual Identity: (preference to which sex; straight, bi, gay, etc.)<br>Position: (new patron, preexisting patron, employee, ex-patron)</span></span><br><br><span style="font-size: 14pt;" class="bbc_size"><span style="font-family: arial;" class="bbc_font">If playing a supernatural patron/employee, please have a human appearance prepared for the inevitable run-in with human patrons. Also, as we roleplay, I'd like for everyone to at least show their character in the reply so we all know which character we are talking to at a given time. Thanks in advance!</span></span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [Sign Up Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>26-07-2019, 06:35:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b6/be/17/b6be172dca22b083fbc33fe4810593c8.jpg)</div>Name: Fiona of Evergreen Valley<br>Age: 231<br>Gender: Intersex but identifies female.&nbsp; Occasionally changes form.<br>Species: Sorceress<br>Bio: Fiona spends a good deal of her time studying, working on her magic, secluded away from the world.&nbsp; However, as powerful as her will and focus can be, sometimes she gets exhausted from her work and just wants to relax and have fun.&nbsp; She's come by quite a few times to the brothel, and is known both to be Intersex and to have a preference for females.&nbsp; It's common for her to ask and find out which patrons (and employees) are still interested in her, but for a few girls, she's been known to transform herself with magic.<br>Relationship Status: Single<br>Gender &amp; Sexual Identity: Gynosexual<br>Position: Recurring Patron
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [Sign Up Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Demoness of Darkness</strong> on <strong>26-07-2019, 06:37:38</strong>
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				(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/e2/cd/ac/e2cdacd2a4219492f54bead5934c62da.jpg)<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Mistress Asmodia</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f4/1d/bc/f41dbc648ec050987b4cd3e501489447.jpg)<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3e/58/52/3e58520603bd1eeacff43185af41b573.jpg)</div></div><br>Name: Mistress Asmodia, named after the infernal Asmodeus<br>Age: Undocumented<br>Species: Wrath Demon<br><br>Bio: Asmodia won The Velvet Caress off a drunken old codger in a high-stakes poker match, whereas he also forfeited up all the whores…along with his soul. He was very drunk.&nbsp; As Mistress Asmodia, she is renown for running her business in tip-top shape, never a hair out of place (unless she wants it to be). Everything is kept clean and inviting, while also maintaining a hazy air of lust-filled depravity.<br>If anything rubs her the wrong way or goes against her wishes, the offending subject will the full might of her wrath in all its flaming terror. She IS a wrath demon after all. This includes how she runs her business, how her people and patrons are treated, and how she is treated. She is a low-tolerance, crack-the-whip kind of demon when it comes to delivering her own punishments.<br><br>Her employees are her beloved pets—quaint, fragile, little humans—and she keeps them well. They knowingly follow Asmodia’s lead, aware of her supernatural state and those of the majority of the brothel’s patrons, and yet they feel utterly safe in her care. Never are they forced to act against their will.<br><br>With each visit by a human patron, she siphons off enough of their soul’s energy to meet her quota and keep the Infernal Bosses downstairs happy and off her tail, allowing her to live her eternal life freely. Humans feel this loss simply as fatigue, which they then chalk up to the aftermath of their dirty deeds. Her powers work much like a succubus in this way, except it doesn’t feed her own body, but the force of the whole, like a power grid service.<br><br>Asmodia will sometimes take patrons herself but will mainly be found surrounded or followed closely by her small harem of personal consorts and concubines, made up of both humans and supernatural creatures.<br><br>Relationship Status: Has Consorts/Concubines (2 male, 2 female, 1 nonbinary)<br>(Math, Akiko, Ella, male space open, nonbinary space open)<br>Gender &amp; Sexual Identity: Female, polysexual<br>Position: Brothel Mistress, Owner<br><br>(Human form below)<br><br>(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/81/4a/f3/814af3d40b64d4f2e4f2a7ff651fdd65.jpg)<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [Sign Up Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dicequeer</strong> on <strong>26-07-2019, 08:59:56</strong>
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				(https://66.media.tumblr.com/426521770eef5fce028c591ef2fe84a9/tumblr_omnn69ZDr41tvp6noo1_r4_500.png)<br><br>Name: Mathghamhain "Math"<br>Age: 20 (and has been for many years)<br>Species: Dullahan<br><br>Bio: A type of fairy from Ireland, Mathghamhain spent most of his sudo-life in there. The myth of the Dullahan states that if they ever stopped riding that it meant someone was going to die. Math found this to be accurate. No matter where he went, when he got off his horse someone dropped dead. For many years he had no problem with this, but for a reason even he's not sure about, one day it did bother him. This was long after he'd left Ireland and traded his horse out for a motorcycle. Which now sits in the brothel's garage, gathering dust.<br><br>While significantly less wily and mischievous, than most fae. Preferring for things to be straight forward. Math is still bound by their laws and sometimes slave to his nature. Cold iron is painful for him to touch. He takes promises very seriously and is easily won over by gifts. That being said, as much as he would deny it, he can easily be convinced to break fairie law for the taboo of it.<br><br>Relationship Status: single<br>Gender &amp; Sexual Identity: pansexual trans man<br>Position: employee (potential harem member)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [Sign Up Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>LostWind</strong> on <strong>26-07-2019, 14:19:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://www.themetart.com/thumbs/galleries/5000/5388/05.jpg)</div><br><br><strong>Name</strong>: Isaya<br><strong>Age</strong>: 19<br><strong>Species</strong>:Human<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Isaya</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i8.fuskator.com/large/f2MTKznqdod/Teen-Shaved-Blonde-Babe-Goldie-A-from-Met-Art-9.jpg)(https://i8.fuskator.com/large/gPHD2X5upiR/Teen-Shaved-Blonde-Babe-Goldie-A-with-Blue-Eyes-from-Met-Art-3.jpg)(http://metart.oldax.com/goldie-a/vices/m15.jpg)</div></div><br><strong>Bio:</strong> Life hadn't quite turned into the story book romance that she thought it would have been. Running away at the age of 17 to be with a man several years older than her parents approval had been thrilling and exciting. He'd paid attention to her, treated her as an adult when everyone else seemed determined to treat her like a child. For awhile it had been as she had thought, but slowly things had changed. Drinking, drugs, out of control parties...she couldn't even tell when things had started to collapse. At first it had been scoring them a roof over their heads for the night and a quick high. A friend of his here, that guys buddy later in the week when they were thrown off the couch. At first it was exhilarating, fun in the naughtiness of living the adult lifestyle her parents never would have allowed her to. Overtime time though it changed, the love she thought she had with him had diminished, his attentions more possessive than mutual fun. To compensate, she sunk deeper into the chemical purgatory that washed away the worries and shame, leaving in its place a euphoric haze that blurred the harsh corners of the world and numbed her fears. Whenever self doubt or worry would scratch its claws at the back of her mind she'd slip into that sweet oblivion.<br><br>In a momentary glimpse of sobriety while they had been on the road,she'd broken down and called her parents. It was a great idea, tell them she wanted to come home, how much she missed everyone and when they wired the cash for her bus ticket they'd use it towards their last dealer that he'd borrowed from. She'd already slept with the guy once before to score some coke but he was a scum bag and the thought of him sweating and rutting on top of her made her nauseous. As always things didn't work out though, instead of the concerned loving parents a part of her still hoped she had, there was raging dismissal and vile contempt on the other end. She was dead to them and no longer considered part of the family. Her father's threat to have her arrested if she ever stepped foot near their home or contacted her younger sister had left her sobbing in the run down phone booth when her boyfriend found her. The beating had nearly killed her and surely would have if not for a strange woman that seemed to come from nowhere. Through the red haze that filled her vision, her attacker simply stopped, she didn't know what became of him or much of what occurred that night. Through the agony of her injuries and withdrawal, a nightmare of dreams and creatures that simply couldn't exist passed by as she recovered until she'd finally awoken in a brothel god knows where and a simple offer made. The promise of never being hurt again if she wished to stay and earn her place.A small price to pay for the life she'd been living these past few years. So she found herself as a new employee at the most out of this world establishment that her conscious mind was still trying to come to grips with.<br><br><strong>Relationship Status</strong>: Single and hesitant<br><strong>Gender &amp; Sexual Identity</strong>: Female/ Open to new possibilities<br><strong>Position</strong>: New Employee<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [Sign Up Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Foxy DeVille</strong> on <strong>26-07-2019, 18:08:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/474x/f0/c9/7b/f0c97b4d638088c0c85ef4ed856422ec.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Ella<br><strong>Age:</strong> 22<br><strong>Species:</strong> Human<br>&nbsp;<br><strong>Bio:</strong> Born into a nice suburban family, Ella lived a perfectly content upper middle class life. She married her high school sweetheart and had a satisfactorily&nbsp; adequate relationship with him. Then came the dreams. Dreams of being used as a fuck-toy by demons. At first Ella was disturbed but over time she began looking forward to the mental violations. They were far better than the once-a-week sex she was having with her husband. She began going to occult bookstores and reading about demons. Before long she moved on to performing the rituals she found in the books. Her dreams became more intense and she longed for them to become a reality. Ella began hearing a voice calling to her. Finally she left her house one day and never looked back.<br><br>Ella made her way to her ultimate destination, selling her body for whatever she needed... food, transportation, lodging, even for the tattoos and piercing she acquired along her journey. When she arrived at the house she had seen in her dreams Ella transformed herself into the Gothic harlot she had longed to be. She presented herself to the mistress, begging to be used as a sex toy by whoever wanted to. Since then she has been deliriously happy living in a cage inside the brothel like a proper slave to higher beings. Ella eagerly fulfills whatever depraved desire a patron may want. She takes pride in this and considers herself the greatest whore who ever lived. Ella even films the debauchery she performs and send the videos to her father and husband.&nbsp; She doesn't take kindly to any fellow employee that might be a threat to her position and she can be cruel to those she sees as week. Ella is in awe of the supernatural creatures she encounters and looks for ways to become something more than human. <br><br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Married<br><strong>Gender &amp; Sexual Identity:</strong> Female &amp; Pan-sexual<br><strong>Position:</strong> Employee, potential harem member
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [Sign Up Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bekah Boo</strong> on <strong>26-07-2019, 18:27:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/cf/29/71/cf29711ff0c572a633e04e7f84ec9aba.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Gwendolyn "Gwen" Crooks<br><strong>Age:</strong> Looks roughly around 24| Is around a century and a half old<br><strong>Species:</strong> Human turned Banshee <br><strong>Bio:</strong> Gwen hadn't always been a monster, a beacon of death who's ghostly wail signified the passing of yet another soul; she had once been nothing more than a youthful young woman who's future would have been like many in her position. Born in 1850 meant Gwendolyn life revolved around the needs and demands of her family, hard work and expectation making it a rough existence but one that was all she had known. The eldest daughter of a farmer Gwen's household chores consisted of tending to more of the house hold duties as well as caring for her younger siblings, her father and older brothers toiling in the field of their modest crops while she aided her mother in the home. From cooking to cleaning as well as cobbling together clothing Gwen's true art was that in embroidery with the skill passed down by her mother's tooling, a craft that brought a little more coin to the household with flourish requests that the blonde rather enjoyed passing her time with. <br><br>Times were indeed hard but to Gwen it was simply life and for a time it was peaceful in the old country aesthetic; until that fateful night where everything changed. The night had been like any other as the sun had long sunk beneath the curtain of night, speckles of stars once luminous now swallowed by the inky darkness of a fearsome storm coming upon the horizon. A low moo of an escaped cattle had woken Gwen from her once peaceful slumber to make the young woman investigate the sound against her better judgement, her line of reasoning falling with not wanting to disturb the rest of her family who seemed pleasantly asleep and undisturbed. Stepping out into the whipping wind and seemingly never ending darkness the fresh faced maiden could barely make out the faint outline of the cattle who was the cause of her awakening, within the distance the steer seemingly twitching until the horrific sound of guttural ripping cracked through the air like thunder. All at once the maiden felt her entire form freeze with the realization of another presence within the damp field she had seemingly been treading through unbeknownst to herself, the center drawing her ever closer against her will until the haunting wail that sprang forth gripped her like a pair of icy tendrils deep into her very being. <br><br>The storm itself continued to pound the little farm house as though on a different plane of existence from the dazed Gwen, the inky creature whom had lured her presence to the center of the field encompassing the maiden in her entirety as it filled her body like a flesh doll to take over. All Gwen could remember during it all was her lips parted in a horrific scream as she felt her entire body turn to ice and the very essence of her soul sucked clean, yet the sounds of her screams that had once been her own were twisted into that of a wailing melody of pure hungering sorrow that would become the first true cry of what she had now become. The magnitude of the storm ravished the farm house without mercy as it pounded upon the still slumbering family unknowing of their daughter's anguishing cries, that only when the deathly wail reached their ears was it too late to escape the downfall; the house itself was pulverized into a mass of wood and structure as all those inside were crushed to death in their beds. <br><br>Come morning Gwen would wake in a daze within the field with a pounding headache making her eyesight hazy, the still damp gown of her nightgown clinging to her chilled form and yet it didn't seem to phase the young woman. News of the storm that had claimed many lives during the night had reached the neighboring communities within the country, and yet when greeted with the frazzled Gwen they would draw back in gut wrenching horror, her very presence that of discontent and gnawing grief that those who drew close were overcome with fits of agonizing anguish. Gwen would flee from the very home she had all but known her entire life with the heavy weight of pure grief twisting within her very spirit, the sounds of her sadness bringing forth bouts of sudden deaths and sickness until she realization of what she had become came to light. A deathly spirit had forged itself with a new host in order to become the death siren and as a result Gwen as she had once known herself had been lost that night. Everywhere the blonde maiden found herself death would seemingly follow like an old friend to greet her time and time again, the vocalization of her sadness opening up to bring forth chaos as through the years Gwendolyn began to hone in on her cursed existence, leaving the once vibrant youthful maiden to distance herself in order to spare those within her vicinity. <br><br>Through the ever growing century Gwen would walk her lonely path and simply exist, nothing more and nothing less. The changing times meant she needed to adapt and yet the ever presence of her curse refused to allow the woman to truly feel, and if she did she would soon find herself doubling back to distance herself. In the modern era the blonde had found herself walking the thin line between life and death, never aging and yet the chasm of pure despair never did become easier. A comfortable job from the meager apartment allowing her to remain at arm's length from society, but there was only one true salvation within her immortal existence that brought Gwen the smallest amount of joy; a brothel that catered to beings like herself, and the only true place she could feel at ease. She's a frequent customer as it isn't often to not see her within the accepting manor four or even five times a week, as it is the only place she can freely feel the comfort of another without the aching fear she does with mortals.<br><br>&nbsp;<br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single| Has had a few lovers previously| Engaged once <br><strong>Gender &amp; Sexual Identity:</strong> Pansexual<br><strong>Position:</strong> Current Patron<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Monster form</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/c2/70/45/c270450378028c7407616f1b1c662a25.jpg)</div></div><br><br><br><br><br><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/82/7a/09/827a09c5eb3a22beb6a2be93a641d62f.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong> Faust "Eli" Daniels <br><strong>Age:</strong> Age unknown| Guesses around 5 centuries <br><strong>Species:</strong> Drude| Demon of nightmares<br><strong>Bio:</strong> Faust has existed within the known world far longer than he cares to either remember or tell, that even if posed this it would be unlikely he'd answer truthfully. In fact he rather enjoys toying with those around him to some degree whether it amounts in anger, anguish, or even sexual frustration; any reaction in his book is worth the sweet tang of torment. He is a being that thrives off the agony of others and makes no secret of his delight around humans, which was why it was quite strange to have the nightmare demon <em>willing</em> not only step within the brothel, but actually become employed by his own accord. Even now Faust has little idea other than perhaps a bored void within his painfully creeping existence, as awfully <strong>human</strong> such a thought it, though the demon would never admit to such.<br><br>A fairly dominant spirit Faust does enjoy watching others attempt to surprise him, his existence certainly allowing him to become quite a student in the art of sensual wrestling. Student that is more than crafty to pass on his teachings to those who request him with fevered energy as his pride more than makes him confident, the demon enjoying the fawning of men and women to sate his boredom.<br><br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single| Can be greedy<br><strong>Gender &amp; Sexual Identity:</strong> Pansexual| A lover of all <br><strong>Position:</strong> Brothel Employee <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Monster form</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1c/44/ec/1c44ec608765783028ab9cc2f8b4cde4.jpg)</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [Sign Up Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BlueEyedBard</strong> on <strong>26-07-2019, 18:36:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/e1/dd/ab/e1ddab542e7f3a280ad1381483e87709.jpg)</div>Name: Djaneen (Jin to their friends)<br>Age: Has existed for a millenia <br>Species: Djinn<br>Bio: Djaneen wasn't always, Djaneen. There was a time before time, when they existed as a part of the magic that made up the world. They would be everywhere and everything at once, and the endless pleasures of life were theirs to enjoy. These were the good times.<br>It wouldn't be until a power hungry, and sadistic sorcerer made a blood pact with forces beyond his own understanding, that Djaneen came to be. Once one with everything, now limited to the immaterial. <br><br>In order to summon their magical slave, the sorcerer had to make a blood sacrifice. So he used his mistress. Having grown tired of her company, and fueled by a lust for power, the sorcerer spilled her blood without a remorseful thought. From that blood, Djaneen was born to the human realm...<br>Another thing that was born from the murdered woman's blood, was a vile curse that the sorcerer had not expected. It turns out that not just any woman would be interested in having sex with a vile, elderly sorcerer. This woman for instance, had been a witch who had developed a taste for the old man's power. She had been intending to drain his soul from his body, before she was murdered, it was only a coincidence that she had put a curse on her own life just on the off chance that an enemy got the better of her.<br><br>At the same time Djaneen was taking form, the sorcerer began to bleed. From his eyes, his ears, his nose, his mouth, every orifice of his body drained his precious life fluid until he was left pale and lifeless on the stone floor of his home. Leaving the newly materialized Djaneen, born from sin, alone and without purpose. An eternal being left with nothing but a lustful hunger. <br><br>Despite their connection to the magic that makes up the universe, Djaneen was created with the intention to serve, but without a master they were free to serve the only desire they had. A desire to experience all the endless oceans of lust that this world could create. Women, men, and everything in between, they wanted it all and even learned how to use their magic to expand the limits of what should be possible. They weren't satisfied to taste the forbidden fruit, they needed to grow new varieties as well.<br><br>The centuries past and Djaneen adopted the name Jin, to better live amongst the mortals. They also picked up new tricks; their favorite being an ability to multiply. Because in their mind they existed to represent lust, and lust was for the many not the few. Plus it gave them a sense of that time before time, when they were apart of everything at once. Of course it wasn't exactly the same, but it came pretty close. <br>As it does with all beings, an endless life of wandering,&nbsp; and searching, and meaningless fucking, began to get old. Now Jin experienced a longing to belong, a need to feel wanted, something akin to a family... that's what mistress Asmodia offered. A home, where those who needed them could seek out the eternal being, and they could finally enjoy everything a being made of magic, and trapped on Earth, could ever want. <br><br>Relationship Status: Many times widowed <br>Gender &amp; Sexual Identity: Gender fluid (literally), Pansexual <br>Position: Employee 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [Sign Up Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wicked Vixen</strong> on <strong>26-07-2019, 20:53:57</strong>
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				(https://art-of-lol.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/02/83226638cc42de1c47d56febf689d95a.jpg)<br><strong>Name:</strong> Akiko Mizuchi <br><strong>Age:</strong> 9,639 (looks 23)<br><strong>Species:</strong> Kitsune <br><strong>Gender:</strong> Female<br><strong>Sexual Identity:</strong> Bi<br><br><strong>Personality:</strong> Akiko is not just any Kitsune. She is THE Kitsune. It takes a Kitsune 1,000 years to gain a tail and thus access to new and greater power than before. Akiko is a nine tailed Kitsune. Her kind do not normally life for so long seeing as they love mischief, trouble and adventure far more than living a life of safety and ease. As such she is quite the rare find since she is almost 10,000 years old and yet still acts as if she were 2,000! Akiko is a fun loving happy-go-lucky person, who wants to enjoy life to it's fullest. While she hates to disappoint those closest to her in her life. She is very flirty, outgoing and has a very rebellious attitude, she really does not like limits being set upon her. Life is too short (from what she's seen) for her to be sad or depressed for too long, she has mourned enough in life after losing her parents and sees that if she stays down in the dumps for too long she has a tendency to make very bad choices. She is very loyal to her friends and values life. Very Headstrong. Wants to do some good with her life but also have fun doing it. She loves puppies, compliments, flirting and generally having a good time..so yes party party party when she can. She is still very young (ish) and though she tries her best to be serious when she needs to it is not at all her "default" setting. She loves thrills!<br><br><strong>Bio:</strong> Akiko has had a hard life. And by hard she means it's just so hard being so god damn beautiful and charming all the time. It's a lot of work for a girl to be so fabulous 24/7 and all without the help of magic. It's all perfectly 100% natural just like her tits! At least that is what she says. The truth is her beginning wasn't bad but it is marred by the death of her parents. Akiko was born to pair of young Kitsunes' who were only in their third tail when she was born. And for the first few centuries of her life they were happy. But Kitsune's tails are highly magical and very sought after in some dark corners of the world both in this plane of existence as well as others. It was at the gentle age of 605 that Akiko lost her parents to poachers seeking to sell their tails. Akiko managed to escape and live with some friends of her parents all due to her father's wishes that she do something good with her life. And Akiko fully intended to do just that. AFTER she got her revenge. You see there is nothing more scary than a pissed off Kitsune with patience. Akiko waited and bide her time well waiting as her power grew and the years kept flowing by. When she had her 2nd tail she was more than ready to extract her revenge. Training and practicing her powers from other Kitsune teachers and anyone who could give her an edge in a fight she made it her life's goal to take her sweet revenge and then go out and REALLY live it up. Demons live for a long time and Akiko could nurse her grudge just as long. <br><br>Her dedication, iron will, luck and the experience from others who imparted knowledge to her helped save her life when she rose from the bodies of her parent's killers. At first after completing her revenge she was at a loss. What was there left to do now? What was the point of stuff now? That was when she decided to go out and explore the various planes of existence and visit the many places her parents never saw out in the world. She decided she would do whatever it was that she wanted. While training herself she didn't just work all the time and go without any fun. In fact she ended up finding out that she greatly enjoyed sex. Her first time had been a three-some with some fellow students of hers. That was when she found that she enjoyed sucking on a nice pair of tits just as much as she enjoyed sucking on a nice thick cock! And so Akiko wanted to explore all she could, to go out and seek thrills and return with stories that would awe and baffle those she told. There was so much to do and much more to see! Years would pass and things were constantly changing out in the world. It seemed to her every time she stepped back into this plane of existence a new species was top dog around this world!<br><br>When Humanity finally came around she saw that these rather different creatures were sorta fun to watch. At first she stayed away and watched them from afar. She hadn;t been around in their beginning but from what she heard it had been a rather boring start anyways. As humanity began to grow and develop Akiko began to grow more and more curious and thus she soon came to interact with humans. She found that they had short small lives but they knew how to cook, make interesting things, had unique ideas and some of them were amazing in the sack! And so Akiko began to spend her days more and more on this plane of existence since taking a liking to the humans. Over the years various beings tried their best to get their hands on her tails and one by one she killed them all. It wasn't until word began to spread that there was a Kitsune who actually managed to live with 8 tails that more and more hunters came for her. It became a challenge for those who sought to make a name for themselves as she became the longest living Kitsune ever. It was laughable since she lead a life of adventure and thrills and some how she just managed to live under the radar. That is until she got her 8th tail. Hunters began to band together and come at her in a never ending wave. That was when she decided to try and seek out a human form to blend with the weak, short lived beings that began to build greater and greater things. This became much easier as the humans began to boom population wise this was around the time her 9th tail came around giving her power that was so great it further enhanced the stories humans told about Kitsunes. However Akiko began to desire more. She started wanting to find a partner, a trusted companion to live the days with to enjoy experiences with. She didn't quite find it BUT she did eventually stumble upon THE VELVET CARESS and it's illustrious owner Mistress Asmodia. It was here that Akiko found she could have more than a little fun and maybe if she's lucky get that chance to find herself snug between Asmodia's thighs. <br><br><br><strong>Relationship Status:</strong> Single(ish) but part of Mistress Asmodia's Harem<br><strong>Position:</strong> Employee<br><strong>Human Form:</strong> <br>(https://imgur.com/wP0bClB.jpg)
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [Sign Up Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Bibliophilia</strong> on <strong>26-07-2019, 22:46:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/53/33/c2/5333c2eb0bbdc3304fd3c1ff0dd8d79b.jpg)</div><br>Name: Randall Osbourne<br><br>Age: 36<br><br>Species: Lycanthrope<br><br>Bio: Randall is a man of refined tastes, erudition and civil tongue...usually.&nbsp; Within him dwells a beast that craves only that which can be hunted, consumed or fucked; perhaps even all three.&nbsp; The pursuit of new and interesting pleasures that feed both his human hunger for novelty and his animal need for base satisfaction proves quite the amusing past-time.<br><br>Little is known of his past, as he lost the memories of his former life following his rebirth into the wolf.&nbsp; The few clues that remained with him have long since been discarded in favor of making a new life for himself and <div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a5/08/64/a50864446fee01a8e2feec06aa70391f.jpg)</div>forsaking any that came before.&nbsp; Ever since the wolf, he is changed and attempting to return to the life he once had would only hurt those who knew him and potentially put them in danger.<br><br>Now, he is a well-traveled monster who has cultivated unique relationships with wealthy and influential men and women all over the world.&nbsp; His sharp mind, keen senses and adventurous spirit have made him the ideal companion for explorers, detectives and those who merely prefer a bit more ferocity and ferality in their lover.&nbsp; His capacity to choose between his three forms at will make for an engaging variety of sexual flavors unavailable from less bestial partners, and his skill with the rope, crop and leash only make him that much more appealing.<br><br>Relationship Status: Single<br>Gender &amp; Sexual Identity: Cis-male; Omnisexual<br>Position: New Patron
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Velvet Caress - A Supernatural Brothel [Sign Up Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Carly</strong> on <strong>27-07-2019, 01:54:01</strong>
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				<div align="center">(https://i.pinimg.com/736x/2f/71/7e/2f717e1631943cf7ea2c39bfd5c981fb.jpg)</div><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">FULL NUDITY NSFW</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://i2.wp.com/fuckjpg.com/201507/23/308487340.jpg)<br></div></div><br><strong>Name</strong>: Lady Helen <br><strong>Age</strong>: 5000 years<br><strong>Species</strong>: Demoness of Lust<br><strong>Gender</strong>: Hermaphrodite<br><strong>Bio</strong>: <br><br>Lady Helen has been a demoness of lust for an eon. Five thousand years ago she was sent from hell into earth to see if she could change other souls to be more lust focused in order to secure a new place in hell called Aran, where lust drives all other concerns away, leaving souls perpetually having sex in all of its pleasurable forms. Something so perverted that heaven regulated its presence to a new area in hell. Lady Helen was one of its champions and although powerful in the ways that govern the body, she has little powers in areas that other demoness have. <br><br>She does have a very large penis and testicles and scrotum, completely hairless that is magically enchanted, indeed it is what powers her abilities, and it indeed has a mind of its own, and a personality to match. (She calls it Holly). She however also has a vagina, all of which is in pristine working condition.<br><br>Helen has several sexual abilities. She can know someones kinks by sight, she also has a penis that grows permanently each time she makes love and climaxes. She can sink her phallus to the hilt in any orifice she chooses of her lover without issue. She can trigger changes in others bodies, increasing the size of sexual organs or making another more sexual in overt ways, this includes making others more beautiful, reversing aging or preventing aging. Helen is also immune to diseases and can remove them from another by simply touching them. Helen can't change forms however.<br><br>Helen is driven by simple lust, and seeks crude relationships with women most of the time but has been known to sleep with men on occasion. She has a melodic voice and takes care in her presentation. Helen is also VERY wealthy, and enjoys paying for women's services as well as spoiling them with treats if they service her well.<br><br>The one ability she has that isn't sexual is that she can produce cut gemstones at will - much to the envy of of others, and pays her way with them most of the time.<br><br><strong>Relationship Status</strong>: Single<br><strong>Sexual Identity</strong>: Prefers women but on occasion will sleep with men.<br><strong>Position</strong>: Existing live in patron
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