They call you Neophyte Redglare, a name that's a remnant of what you once hoped to be. You work in a brothel called The Zodiac, and it does just what you need it to.And you know it will do more for you.「Brothel!stuck Neophyte Redglare rp blog; will be NSFW」(Status: None)
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I've been so out of touch with everything... Tell me, who is still working with us?
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Amazing that we're still up and running. I didn't think we would be.
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just to let you know what you could be bangin but you're not

good morning i’ve just made sure you have the best day ever with not one, not two, not three, BUT FOUR REDGLARES that’s almost enough to be a boy band top left is current advoca, top right is idrisa, bottom left is advoca when i started with her last february, and bottom right is firuza— all without their red glares! and clothes. first part is because i wanted to see their faces, second part is because i was lazy uvu it’s really funny because each of the redglares i play starts off like the bottom left and then they end up a scarred mess or a hooker or a harem slave i mean it’s gotta be the red lips
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Well, you wouldn't be as you are now, that's for certain. But it's best to not think of what could've been. Sometimes it hurts too much. A few things happened. But do tell what you know of me, and I'll tell you what went wrong.
They Truely Are I Wonder What Would Have Happened If I Could Have Stayed With Them
What Do You Mean You Are No Longer Influential Did Something Happen
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You like that, don't you? Sweetheart, you can say if you do~ >He cannot see your smirk, but you're sure he can hear it in your voice. Chuckling, you move you move your hips against his again, pressing your lips to his jaw and starting a trail of kisses down to the crook of his neck. You cannot wait to see him become a mewling mess-- and all because of you? Even better.
Startled noise left him as he was yanked closer, hand unexpectedly gripping tighter around her hip. He ‘looked’ up at her, look of uncertainty on his face until she started grinding. He shrunk in on himself a little, a quiet hiss leaving him. Eyes closed and his knees bent just a bit - falling victim to the onslaught of attention.
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>He is so cute. You smile and walk your fingers up his chest, winking to him playfully. Oh, I'm not shy. You know I'm not. But do tell me what you think I was about to say~ I'm curious as to what you think I'm wanting.
Radris meets her gaze with a smirk of his own and his cheeks take on a deeper shade of violet.
“Well, I like lissstening, and the ssssword training will be mossst fun for the both of ussss. And, well…. I believe you were about to ssssay ssssomething there? Don’t be sssshy, missss Redglare.”
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I'M DOING IT I AM JUST SLAMMING OUT REPLIES i am so proud of myself. after like two weeks of just sitting on replies HOLLA
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>you raise your eyebrows at him and laugh once. I don't know. Is it? Because looking but not touching isn't the best for me.
And isn’t that a good thing?
>You even wink. Oh god, Eoin.
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Aren't friends that way, though? Dear and missed when they are gone. Oh! Sweetheart, I'm not like that anymore. Used to be, so you're not all wrong, but I'm FAR from influential. You can be sure of that.
I Certainly Hope So She Was Very Dear To Me As Were Most Of My Friends
Oh So You Are A Legislacerator In Training It Is An Honor To Speak With Someone So Influential
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Do you now? And do you find rocks and dirt interesting too? >You raise your eyebrows as you watch him mix a pair of drinks. What flair! Still, you attempt to seem only vaguely interested-- you'd hate to give him the upper hand so soon... Turning away from him, you cross your arms and wait for him to come sit with you.
>You chuckle.
Oh, I don’t know, Redglare. I find you very interesting.
>You grab one of the bottles and twirl it. You dated a bartender once, and she showed you a lot of tricks, which you pull out now, bottles dancing between your fingers and from hand to hand as you mix and pour out a pair of martinis.
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You... Don't know? Oh dear. Well, perhaps you'd like to stay with me for a bit? We can figure things out from there.
1 D7H0N7 K0WN
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Oh, unless you offer to pay for a night with me, I doubt there's anything you can do. Thank you for the offer, though.
HI, NOTHING THAT I CAN THINK OF. ANYTHING I CAN DO FOR YOU?
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That's most unfortunate. Perhaps you'll meet her again soon. Ancestor indeed. The Neophyte, Redglare, at your service, my dear.
Yes But That Was A Very Long time Ago I Have Not Spoken To Her In Sweeps
So You Dont Seem Like Her Dancestor You Wouldnt Happen To Be Her Ancestor Would You
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Ah, I just hear mentions of her, but I've never met her. Were you friends with her?
Well It Seems You Get This Problem More Than I Expected
Yes She Is The One I Referred To
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No one is going to be "triggered" by the word "attractive". Honestly. I just wanted to know if you thought I was good-looking-- I didn't want to receive a thesis on why we can't use any word in front of you. >He makes things difficult, and that was that. You don't know why you even get caught up in roundabout battles of wit with him. No one ever wins. But when you turn around to face him, thinking he'll be flustered and pitiful-looking, you find that he is not. He's furious! That's your favourite emotion of his! The laughter you had held in before now bursts forth from you. He's upset with you and you don't understand why, exactly, but the idea is hilarious. In between panting breaths, you manage-- I can't help that you're fucking hilarious! You should've seen your face! >Eventually you do calm down, standing up straight and watching him try to find what he needs. You get a terrible idea, and grab the little pink vibe he discarded. You know how to use it, and so you shall. All of the hardcore toys are closer to the back, Kink-ri.
“I have never made the point that I find you unattractive, merely that your language is unnecessarily and potentially triggering to those whom may hear it in the future. It is about correcting your present language as to what may occur in the future, not about the here and now at this point.” You’re not sure it’s possible for you to give a more deadpan look to her, because really, now you’re just repeating yourself over and over. It wasn’t a difficult concept to grasp, apparently she was just that horrid at critical thinking.
And now laughter!
You’re positively seething with anger now, and it’s growing more and more difficult to hide it. Your nails bite into the plastic of the toy in your hands, and it takes quite a bit to calmly set it down on the shelf and cross your arms.
“Are you finished?” You nearly spit the words, eyes narrowed. “Or must we spend another two minutes letting you catch your breath because you are nothing more than a petulant wriggler?”
A few deep breaths later, you’ve resolved yourself back to a cold, dispassionate view, even as you push past her to venture further in. “I will know when I lay eyes on it.”
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So I can just tease you without worrying about fabric... Hmmm.
No you don’t.
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