Yaoi RP lol

[LicoriceAllsorts]

How is this going to work? They're all in different universes. Shall we just ignore that fact and pretend it's one big world?

Look, I'll start, but if it doesn't grab anyone, just go on with something different.

Here we go:

"This company is an incestuous hotbed of homosexual iniquity," Rufus muttered to himself as he turned away from the window. "I have to break free." His resolve hardened (amongst other things), he strode swiftly to his desk, sat down in his ornate, priceless antique armchair carved from the wood of the endangered Wutai musk-willow, took a creamy sheet of paper, dipped his gold fountain pen in the ink, and began to write, in his flowing cursive script:

Young white blond male, 6', independently wealthy, inexperienced but curious, WLTM men aged 18-35, ethnicity immaterial, to expand social circle and whatever may come from that. Interests include cat, guns, masterminding boardroom coups, haute couture and light opera. Discretion guaranteed.

Rufus folded the letter, put it in an envelop, taunted the rough stickiness of the envelope's rim with his voluptuous tongue, sealed it firmly down, and pressed the buzzer on his intercom.

Some time later, Reno burst into the room, having managed to tear himself away from his regular Wednesday afternoon threesome with Rude and Tseng in the materia cupboard on the Turks' floor. In this instance, he had torn himself away quite literally - the broken fur handcuffs were still dangling from his wrists. But no matter. Reno was always willing to come for his darling Vice President. Pulling up his trousers with one hand, and snapping the googles into place with the other, he slunk up to Rufus and purred, "You wanted me, sir?"

"Not in that sense, no," Rufus replied, regarding the slender, disheveled yet ravishingly sexy redheaded assassin with icy disapproval. "I would like you to take this letter and deliver it to the classified department of the Midgar Times."

"Can do, boss," Reno smirked knowingly. "What's it about?"

Rufus raised a haughty gold eyebrow. "That's classified."

"Okey-dokey. How about a quick one for the road?"

"Just go," said Rufus wearily.

The arrow has left the bow of the goddess, he thought to himself as he watched Reno run off, absent-mindedly admiring the way the snug cut of the standard issue Turk trousers enhanced the pertness of the crimson-haired charmer's buttocks. Now we will just have to wait and see...

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So - will anyone answer Rufus' lonely hearts ad? Will he be able to expand his romantic horizons beyond Shinra? Tune in next time for....

[Madame Mayor]

This sounds fun but...

Kram wrote:

[crack]

srs business.

[LicoriceAllsorts]

I thought we were really going to do this thing.
Now I'll have to write the whole story by myself.
Sigh.....

[crack]

pic related

WHY THE HELL DO I HAVE A MUSTACHE thought Yami sadly as he looked at today's ads in the newspaper. He was very sad that he had a mustache but he was a strong person so he could move on from this traumatic incident. Reading the newspaper always bored him but he read it anyways because he had nothing else to when he on the toilet. He looked through the classified ads first, because clearly those were the least boring. Then he read something that caught his eye:

Young white blond male, 6', independently wealthy, inexperienced but curious, WLTM men aged 18-35, ethnicity immaterial, to expand social circle and whatever may come from that. Interests include cat, guns, masterminding boardroom coups, haute couture and light opera. Discretion guaranteed.

Amazing, Yami thought,

there are people more desperate than I am. Yami threw away the newspaper.

[looneymoon]

The day started just like any other day. Throbbing headache, a vague awareness as to what happened the previous night and the smell. Oh god, the smell. Everyday he would wake from his drunken slumber to the intoxicating smell of last night's dinner, mixed with an ample amount of gastric juices. Yes, today was a typical morning for Jack Shephard.

Finally managing to stumble his way to the washroom, Jack haphazzardly washed out the dried up flakes of vomit still caught in his beard.

'You're pathetic,' he thought to himself. 'Just like your old man.' The memories of last night started to come back. So many young men he shamelessly came onto. Not even one of them would consider coming home with him, not even out of pity. Jack felt embarassed for himself. Perhaps he should just kill himself and be done with it.

He heard a soft thud at his doorstep. It was the morning newspaper. Besides his TV, the paper was the only thing he had that still connected him to the rest of society. He flipped to the personal section as he always did, to find people as lonely as he was.

Young white blond male...

Blonde! Just like Sawyer was blonde. Jack became so overwhelmed with emotion at having been reminded of his previous heartbreak, that he started to weep into the newspaper. The ink smudged as the tears stormed out.

[Celes Chere]

Music to fit the scene:

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Jin had just finished burning down a house of helpless orphans for not knowing the answers to any of the questions plaguing his mind. It was a typical day, and he was growing bored and weary which meant that he was getting more and more irritable. He sighed softly, heading into town and gathering his sanity back for the time being. There was nothing like torturing the weak that didn't make him feel at peace.

"I'm all out of options..."

Then, in the back alley that he was walking through, a piece of tossed out paper got stuck to the heel of his boot. Tearing it off, he noticed it was an AD.
Young white blond male, 6', independently wealthy, inexperienced but curious, WLTM men aged 18-35, ethnicity immaterial, to expand social circle and whatever may come from that. Interests include cat, guns, masterminding boardroom coups, haute couture and light opera. Discretion guaranteed.

'Brother wouldn't resort to this... would he?'
Jin thought, after reading the highlighted material. The description didn't seem to fit, but then again, it was very possible that he could have gone into hiding and was now desperate for a companion. The interest in cats, guns, and light opera pretty much gave away that it was him anyway. He could be such an obvious fool sometimes! Tossing the paper aside, he lifted his hand skillfully in the air and summoned forth his magical ice car, which he drove through anyone that got in his way. If he was going to arrive, he was going to arrive

IN STYLE.

[Madame Mayor]

You guys are masters. I only wish I could contribute. XP

[Celes Chere]

You can!!! Just post total craziness and you're in! <XD

[Alessa Gillespie]

can i play as ZELOS WILDER

[LicoriceAllsorts]

I am a role-playing virgin. I only got into this because I wanted to have some fun spoofing bad yaoi writing. Now I'm not sure what to do next. I feel like the ball is in Rufus' court. Am I allowed to have my character make approaches to other characters? Set up scenarios in which other characters would be likely to appear? Please enlighten me.

[Celes Chere]

Tina Branford wrote:

can i play as ZELOS WILDER

THANKS X 1000 /mashes thanks button/ DO IT AKI, I'M SURE YOU'LL BE FABULOUS!!



@Licorice - I just imagined a bunch of guys showing up at Rufus' doorstep ready to rape him, lol.

[LicoriceAllsorts]

I think he'd be up for that. Why waste time on plot?

[Celes Chere]

Plot?! What's that?

[KissTheRain]

This shit for real?

I LOVE YOU. ♥

I knew getting that sex change would help me in the long run, I just knew it.

Time to waste my weekend making a gay homo fag yaoi character description. (:<