The issue with logging in with email addresses has been resolved.
Due to issues with external spam filters, QQ is currently unable to send any mail to Microsoft E-mail addresses. This includes any account at live.com, hotmail.com or msn.com.
Signing up to the forum with one of these addresses will result in your verification E-mail never arriving. For best results, please use a different E-mail provider for your QQ address.
For prospective new members, a word of warning: don't use common names like Dennis, Simon, or Kenny if you decide to create an account. Spammers have used them all before you and gotten those names flagged in the anti-spam databases. Your account registration will be rejected because of it.
Since it has happened MULTIPLE times now, I want to be very clear about this. You do not get to abandon an account and create a new one. You do not get to pass an account to someone else and create a new one. If you do so anyway, you will be banned for creating sockpuppets.
Due to the actions of particularly persistent spammers and trolls, we will be banning disposable email addresses from today onward.
The rules regarding NSFW links have been updated. See here for details.
Hi. I am MageOhki, and am doing a quest on SB, called Redemption Quest. Due to certain issues, I'm going to start it here, as well, catching you all up, then letting you vote.
Fair warning: I do not do lemons. I don't mind omakes of that nature, with the caveat, Vista is off limits. I have...
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Special thanks to Cerilian for the concept behind this story and for running the tabletop game that inspired it. This story bears little resemblance to that game, but this story wouldn't exist without it.
While this story is a crossover, getting into the crossover elements will take...
An important note before we begin, considering the venue: THIS IS NOT PORN. THERE IS NO PORN HERE. You can let go of your dicks. It's delicious grimderp all the way down.
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Your name is Taylor Hebert, and your life sucks.
Oh, it started out well enough, in a typical white middle class...
Welp. Time to see if people want to try this.
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The ground beneath your scaly hide creaked. Something was... wrong. This wasn't the grassy bed you'd laid down that morning. The ground felt fragile, the grass held a different scratch to it. It was not where you fell asleep, even smelling...