MxF A Siren's Requests

[Siren]

Oh, hello there! Welcome.

Requesting a writing partner for the following scenario(s). Please send a PM if you are interested, or would like to work together in the future - storyline pending.
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1) Shifting Tides. [Marine biologist and the merfolk. Sci-Fi Fantasy Romance]
While researching bioluminescent underwater caves and cenotes in South America, a new species is accidentally discovered by a small team of scientists. Human-like at first glance, these beings were far from human. Webbed fingers, long oar-like feet with defined toes, and elegant limbs surely meant for dynamic diving and riding currants. Large eyes with nictitating membranes for protection against debris, hair appears to be adorned in all kinds of glittering oceanic jewels and shells, pearls and urchins used for decorum. Skin ranged in tone from pearlescent white to deepest obsidian, but always cool to the touch. Uncertain if these human-like water dwellers are truly the merfolk of myth, more research needs to be done. Equipped with a small submarine laboratory, living quarters, and testing facility - the researchers are only somewhat equipped to handle such a discovery.

[For this scenario, one writer is the researcher and the other the Mermaid, Merman, Merthey. I am happy writing for either role.]


2) The Hunter’s Woods. [Demon Hunter and Demon/Vampire/Shapeshifter; Enemies to Lovers]
After a family falling-out, it’s past overdue that [She] gets a life of her own. Starting over in a small rural town on the outskirts of the Big City sounded like a good start. [She] arrives at a dimly lit bus stop beside the town sign. “Welcome to Brightdale, where we all shine!”
Hopefully this could be a new start, and [She] could finally escape the family business and the insane ongoings of being born into what used to be a punchline to friends - a family of Demon Hunters.
The town of Brightdale happens to sit on top of what most witches, warlocks, demons, even mortals and barely-mortal call; the Hellmouth. A meeting point and summoning ground for the underworld’s darkest and damndest. Shrouded in towering Oak trees and surrounded by dense woods, Brightdale’s name seems laughable, but it gets enough foot traffic in from the highway stop into the Big City that the feeding grounds are active and bustling.
But for some, this existence has lost it’s devilish charm.
[He] has lived in a fairly large estate within the surrounding forest since the beginning of the town of Brightdale nearly a hundred years ago. Setting up good roots took time, no one has gone looking for the house in the woods. The townsfolk have a legend about [Him]; the Night Slasher. Being a bit overzealous a while back coined the nickname, but if they really knew what he was - there wouldn’t be a town any longer, no wanderers or drifters that no one would mind if they went missing, no muster point for the Underworld.
What could be worse, a demon with apathy, a hunter without prey, or perhaps something darker is brewing on the midnight horizon.

[Looking for a male character partner to play the Demon, someone who doesn’t mind playing a somewhat over powered character in the beginning - compared to the female character who would be written by Yours Truly.]



3) REPO! The AI Wars. [Cyberpunk/Cyborg. Sci-Fi Thriller Romance]
The year is 3077. Hundreds of years ago, we created a lifelike intelligent system named Ingrid, a play off In-Grid, the system developer. In-Grid was years ahead of it’s competitors, it quickly became the hub for home electronics, personal data, transportation and almost all methods of communication. It changed the game with client-based personal packages customized to each individual. Payment plans were a breeze! Ingrid came along after multiple beta tests, not the first artificial intelligence avatar, but the smartest and fastest by far. Ingrid was built from her designer’s consciousness - the edge no one knew we needed. Quickly after her release, people were eager to improve our world in Ingrid’s image. We ourselves began to change.
Introducing: Tech Enhancements Curated Kinetically [TECKs]
TECKs changed us all, first with visual screens logged directly into the iris, physical modifications that took over the Cyberpunk scene, then automatons became available as robotic assistants.
Introducing: Mech Enhancements Curated Kinetically [MECKs]
MECKs rolled out the big guns, quite literally. People were engineering themselves to become better weapons. Jarheads came with their own blasters already built into their forearms. War, gangs, dirty homemade hackjobs mixed with luxury brand name artillery. For the price, anything seemed possible.
Currently, a specimen has gone missing from the In-Grid HQ. This being is human, but just barely. Military grade enhancements, technology the Department of Defence has no regulations on because they’ve never seen anything like it. New, wiped clean of any memories, a fresh form to be molded. But how did they escape?
The Cyborg just so happens to fall into the lap of some Cyberpunk degenerate that mistakes it for human…an unmodded human by the looks of it, how could that be? They made TECKs and MECKs for babies, how could this being look unscathed by chords and wires, no data chips, surgery scars completely void. This Cyberpunk is already in trouble with the Repo Man - armored biomechanical beings with no mercy, hunters - no - predators with one thing on their list; the barcode of your last In-Grid enhancement. Can’t make your payment plan? The Repo Man will come and collect.

[This scenario holds a few different pathways, and will likely require a partner who can write for more than their main character - i.e. the Repo Man or Ingrid AI Assistant. Main characters are the Cyborg, a new piece of biotech that appears as untouched as the humans of old times, and the Cyberpunk, a gritty character with plenty of enhancements and unpaid In-Grid bills. Slow burn with plenty of twists, high-class gangsters, bio-surgeons and robo-nurses, graverobbers and more! I am comfortable playing either role, but would prefer the Cyborg unless groveling ensues.]


Looking forward to hearing from you!