Any 𐌁𐌋𐌀𐌂𐌊 & 𐌁𐌋𐌵𐌄

[Chele]

𐌁𐌋𐌀𐌂𐌊 & 𐌁𐌋𐌵𐌄

About Me
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My name's Chele and I've been roleplaying for a long time across various mediums. I'm an avid gamer who love crafts (paint-by-numbers, counted cross-stitch, painting miniatures), and true crime (documentaries, YT episodes, you name it). Writing, obviously, is a passion of mine. I've been writing since I was around 12 and just never stopped. Music is another big thing for me. While I don't play an instrument, I love listening to all genres of music and often use music to help with my writing. I'm quirky, a little weird, and absolutely unhinged. But in a good way.

• NOVELLA • ADVANCED LITERATE • PLOT BASED •
• FANTASY • MAGIC • FICTIONAL • CRIME •​

Writing Preferences
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I prefer writing in third person for all my stories. For me, it keeps me more organized, as I tend to separate myself from my characters. While I would consider myself a novella writer, there are absolutely times where I can write three hundred word posts. Especially if a certain part of the story calls for quick a quick back and forth. My reply times absolutely vary. There are times when I can reply once a day but there are other times where I may reply once a week. A lot of the time, it depends on work. If a day has been particularly draining, I find myself unable to think clearly enough to write replies. So, if you find yourself interested, please know that my reply times are a bit sporadic, but if my reply will take longer than a week then I will absolutely reach out to let you know.

I write all sorts of genres and love them. Modern, fantasy (both high and low), crime based, BDSM. I love violence in my RPs. Whether it's fighting bad guys, beasts, or what have you. That also extends to violence toward other PCs. Some aren't fans of violence or abuse in stories and I completely respect that. Not all of my plots or stories have that, but it's something that can be discussed. I do enjoy writing smut in my RPs but I typically lean more toward plot-based smut unless it's something discussed prior.

When I do write stories that contain BDSM, I prefer playing that of the dominant with other female characters. When it comes to BDSM involving a male and female, I would prefer to play the submissive female. I do not play dominant women to submissive men. I also tend to play sadistic characters, where BDSM and violence is concerned.

• MEDIEVAL • PLOT-BASED SMUT • DRAMA •
• ANGST • VIOLENCE • BDSM • HORROR •

Plots
Under construction​

- Two generals in a struggling power dynamic on the battlefield while at war. Competing with one another for favoritism with the lord on their battle tactics, a power dynamic is also taking place behind closed doors.

Backstory

As the war raged on, the two generals stood at a large table, the king sat at the head of it. Draped over a third of a table was a large map that showcased battle positions with figurines used to mark various platoons. Things had gotten heated in the tent they all stood in after a disagreement with the general Trech's planning. The gaunt man had pointed a shaky finger toward an opening between the mouth of two mountain sides as he explained it was the best positioning to hold their defenses. Explaining that it would force the opposing troops into a weak attack position. Sitting in silence, the king rested his chin in his hand, index finger extending upward to press against his cheek. There was no real interest in it for him. He trusted his generals implicitly to fight and win wars in his name. Instead, he was far more interested in the confrontation that was brewing between his two generals.

A hand slammed down onto the table as the other general finally interjected. Her face was filled with rage over the incompetence of the old man that still held a position he'd long grown far too senile for. Plates, cups, and silverware rattled on the table from the force of the hand's strength coming down and caused the older general to jump with fright. The small figurines shifted slightly in their position but were quickly readjusted by the help that had set them there to begin with.

Valeria was vastly different than the general who stood opposite of her. In her prime, she was well built with blonde hair pulled back into a tight ponytail. While the older general dressed in full armor, she instead wore form fitting leathers that allowed for easier movement rather than the bulkier pieces that would keep her weighed down in a formal scenario. A single digit came to tap down roughly against the map over the outside of one of the mountainsides. It drew a confused look on general Trech's face causing him to shake his head and begin to protest. Before he could get a word out, he was shut down by the sharp voice that cut through the tent.

"There is a pass here at the edge of this mountainside. You would know this if you weren't too scared to send a scouting group forward rather than relying solely on the maps provided. If we send the troops to guard the pass between the mountains, we leave our troops open to be flanked from the back which would lead to mass casualties. You've been at this for far too long and have an outdated mindset on how battle works. Too frail to step on the battlefield and too weak minded to lead your men."

General Trech looked on aghast. How could a younger general who didn't have the commendations he held speak to him in such a way. The general's mouth hung open causing already hollowed cheeks to make him look more ancient, yet he struggled to come up with a counter argument to what was said. Armor shifted on his frail form as he attempted to look over the map in disbelief. "The maps are meant to be accurate," he said in a shaky voice.

The king had heard enough though the smirk worn on his face clearly showed who he favored in that moment. "General Trech, did you not know that there was a path that had been worn down from the past several years of heavy rain? Did you not sent a scouting team to venture out to inspect the terrain before this battle began?" The king rose his brow as he stared harshly toward the perplexed general.

"I - I didn't know that the map was incorrect," he said with bewilderment. "The maps are updated, and this should be the most recent topography." The old general's voice was strained as he attempted to explain his error, but the king had heard enough.

"General, it will be best that you return home and awaited further instructions. Go. Now." The king's voice was firm but unconcerned with the current situation. As the general walked toward the flaps of the tent, his armor clanked with the sad sound of defeat. The old man's head hung down sending long white hair cascading over his face. He soon vanished after stepping through the flaps which left Valeria and the king in the tent with the help. "There were better ways that could've been handled, Valeria," he lilted. "Another general gone because of your perceptive ways. I cannot complain, however. I'd rather a hardheaded general that knows the lay of the land rather than," he paused to wave his hand dismissively toward the tent's exit, "that."

A heavy sigh left the man; the bridge of his nose pressed against by thumb and forefinger. "Officer Hadry, I need a message sent home. Another general is required to deal with this general's obstinacy. Do make sure it's someone who's just as spiteful yet cunning as she is. Having two strong generals with competing ideas is far more amusing than watching one trounce the other so effortlessly and entertainment is in short supply." The officer would give a salute before exiting the tent to make arrangements on the next general leaving one less person in the room with the two. "If you didn't have the mindset needed to plan for battle and you weren't so entertaining to watch belittle others, I would've had you thrown out of this kingdom long ago, Valeria."

Leather creaked softly as she rose her arms up to cross just beneath breasts. While there was a stoic expression worn, her eyes twinkled with pride. "That would've been a mistake even if I wasn't good at battle, planning or banter, your highness." The king scoffed and finally pulled his hand from his face to wave Valeria off. He'd had enough entertainment for the time being and it was getting close to lunch. At least in a few days, things would be getting interesting again.

- Enemies to reluctant allies. I currently don't have anything fleshed out for this particular plot.

- After attending a themed party focused around the occult, MC wakes up in a different body. After spending time trying to figure out what’s happening, it’s realized that they’re in the body of a believed serial killer. Needing to tell someone, they go to their partners (YC) home to try and explain. From there, mayhem ensues.

- Obsessed with someone (historical figures) from the past, a character conducts a séance to bring the person back to life. Being in love with the figure, the person who brings them back hopes to share their love with them. While attempting to get to know them and start a life with them, everything goes wrong.

Thanks for coming to my RT Talk. If any of this interests you, feel free to send me a DM. Please note that any DMs received without plot ideas that are at least similar to my own will be ignored. That being said, if this interests you and you'd like to collaborate, please reach out. I'm nice, I think.