MxF π˜½π™–𝙙 π™Šπ™’π™šπ™£π™¨ β€” seeking long-term partners!

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MxF π˜½π™–𝙙 π™Šπ™’π™šπ™£π™¨ β€” seeking long-term partners!

Rules Check
  1. Confirmed
Pairings
  1. MxF
  2. Doubling
Content Warning
  1. Kink
  2. Graphic Violence
  3. Sexual Assault
  4. Self Harm
  5. Substance Abuse
  6. Sensitive Topics
Genre Preferences
  1. Romance
  2. Erotic
  3. High Fantasy
  4. Low Fantasy
  5. Historical
  6. Medieval
  7. Horror
  8. Crime
  9. Supernatural
  10. Modern
Character Preferences
Original Characters Only
Open to Solicitation For
Any Similar Ideas
Open to Group Stories
No

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Welcome to π˜½π™–π™™ π™Šπ™’π™šπ™£π™¨! This is my interest check for my more dark and gritty romances that don't overlap with any fandoms. Original characters and plots are what I'm looking for, but I'm also not opposed to creating a story inspired by movies or books! There are going to be multiple plots and genres listed here, and I'll keep adding as I think of new ones. They will range from modern to historical, and will either be realistic or have a sort of supernatural/fantasy element to them! I'm happy to double up for plots or to even write couples for different plots, so just let me know what you prefer! Down below, you will find some information about me and what I'm looking for in a partner, as well as some other information! Plots will be posted in separate messages below this one! Happy reading!

About Me β€”
β€’ Advanced Roleplayer. I consider myself an advanced roleplayer as I've been doing it for over 10 years at this point. I write detailed, multi-paragraph posts, and I tend to like the novella style when the occasion calls for it. On average, my posts come out at around 1.2k to 2k words, although I can write more if I'm really feeling inspired.

β€’ Posting Frequency. I'm someone who is either exceedingly quick at replying (we're talking hours), or sometimes I need a month or two before I can reply. My life is dictated by my health and my animals, so sometimes I might be unavailable. However, if inspiration strikes and my schedule allows it, I could go all day throwing replies back and forth. Genuinely one of my favorite things to do!

β€’ OOC Chatter. So I am a bit of a yapper and I love gushing about my ships and characters. I make aesthetic boards, playlists, come up with HCs, and I plot things as far out as possible. I really like having an active dialogue with my partners, but I also understand that some people prefer to discuss things as they occur, so I can do that as well!

β€’ Relaxed Posting. Despite the fact I can post a few hours after you, I understand not everyone has that luxury. I'm probably one of the most laid-back people when it comes to responses, I've literally gone on year long breaks with people before picking up where we left off. Just keep me in the loop and everything is good!

β€’ Dynamic Characters. Since I've been around the block a lot, I have learned to put a lot of energy into creating dynamic characters. I love playing complex individuals and ones who change throughout the story and change the story themselves. I have a lot of fun really diving into my characters, so character sheets are a must. That means I also look for dynamic partners to play against them! I like characters with depth!

β€’ F-List. You can read through my list here, although I'm sure there are things I haven't added or properly updated, so if you have any questions about it, please bring them up in PMs!

What I'm Looking For β€”
β€’ Post Length. I'm expecting a minimum of 800 words per post from you! If you struggle to meet that, we won't mesh well.

β€’ Post Quality. I understand that grammar and spelling mistakes happen, hell, it happens to me a lot, but I need your posts to be legible. If I can't understand what I'm reading, I can't enjoy the post thoroughly!

β€’ Communication. Please, please be open with me! Tell me if you don't like something about the plot, my characters, or if something comes up with your schedule. If you lose interest, I totally understand, so just shoot me a quick message! I promise I'm genuinely really chill and nothing really bothers me.

β€’ Characters. When creating characters, please avoid making Mary/Gary sues or those who suffer from main character syndrome. This is a team effort, we're creating a story together, so don't create characters who will dominate and hog the narrative! Also, if we double up and you favor one couple over the other, I will most likely lose interest. If you want character feedback, just let me know!

β€’ Writing Samples. I would like a minimum of one writing sample! I want to see your style, typical post length, and just the general vibe you bring to roleplays.

Rules, Expectations, and Limits β€”
β€’ No Ai at all. This is a hard rule for me. I don't want anything to do with it, like I don't care if it's just you enhancing a picture, please keep it away from me!

β€’ Face claims. I'm only comfortable using realistic face claims of celebrities! I have some face claims I'd love to be used by my partners, so if you want any suggestions, let me know!

β€’ All smut and no plot isn't going to fly with me! I prefer a balance between the two! I love smut, I really do, it's steamy and fun, but I love plots more and want there to be a goal to our posts and characters!

β€’ Triggers need to be discussed before we start anything! I don't want to accidentally stumble upon them mid-roleplay so just be open and honest about what triggers you have, if you have any! The same goes for limits. Just let me know so we're both aware!

β€’ I only write in third-person and past-tense, and frankly, I expect the same from you!

β€’ My female characters are all some form of subs/bottoms/switches/pillow princesses. My male characters can range from being on the more submissive side to being more dominant, it really depends on the plot and my mood!

β€’ Dark romance. Okay, so I'm a sucker for dark romance and the allure of toxic/unhealthy dynamics or tropes, BUT, I don't like abusive relationships for the main couple. I can do villains, morally grey characters, all of that, but I draw the line at abusers. I don't want my characters getting abused by their love interest! Just keep that in mind as we plot and plan things!

β€’ Godmodding. Just don't do it. If there's a reason for you to be controlling my character, just bring it up with me, otherwise, just let me decide what they do!

β€’ Excessive gore. I'm all for violence and shit, but if it's getting to the point it's just for the fun of writing gore, I'm not about that.

β€’ Excessive torture. Same with the gore. If there's no reason for it, I don't have a use for it.

β€’ Sexual Assault. There should ALWAYS be a narrative reason for sexual assault to take place in roleplays with me. I don't like writing that shit just for kicks and giggles, I want there to be a genuine reason that allows for conflict or development!

β€’ Excessive slowburns. I can do a slowburn, but if we're pages upon pages into the roleplay and they haven't held hands or kissed, I will start going bald.

Seeking β€”
β€’ Drive Baby Drive! The main plot or one of the other plots listed below it!

Tropes β€”
β€’ Enemies to lovers
β€’ Lovers to enemies to lovers again
β€’ Affair
β€’ Bodyguard x Client
β€’ Hitman x Target
β€’ Vigilante/Anti-hero x Civilian
β€’ Exes
β€’ Arranged marriage
β€’ Marriage of convenience
β€’ Forbidden lover
β€’ Soulmates
β€’ Forced proximity
β€’ Friends with benefits
β€’ Second chances
β€’ Power imbalances
β€’ Age gap
β€’ Possessive partner
β€’ Noble x Royal
β€’ Noble x Noble
β€’ Noble x Guard
β€’ Secret Affair
β€’ Guard x Royal
β€’ Guard x Guard
β€’ Childhood friends
β€’ Bard x Noble
β€’ Noble x Guard
β€’ Witch x Knight
β€’ Royal/Noble x Commoner

Dialogue Prompts β€”
β€’ "My blood is not royal enough for you"
β€’ "Why must you hate me? Can't we unite for the good of our House?"
β€’ "Be quiet, we do not want to be caught."
β€’ "Love or duty, that is not a choice I am permitted to make."
β€’ "I do not care about suitors, I love you."
β€’ "This is what's real, not the sham of a marriage I'm trapped in."
β€’ "You vex me. I do not know why you won't leave me alone."
β€’ "They used to scream your name out of love, now they scream it out of hate."
β€’ "Now they see you as you are."
β€’ "The crown will not choose who I love."
β€’ "You are to be wed due to what you have done. I hope you have learned your lesson."
β€’ "What sacrifices have you made? What blood is on your hands?"
β€’ "Love is a curse in all forms."
β€’ β€œThe realm weeps for the queen.”
β€’ β€œEven in death I would recognize you.”
β€’ β€œOur souls will always find each other. We will reunite in another life, my love.”
β€’ β€œWhy would you throw your life away for someone like her?”
β€’ "There is no such thing as good knights or kind princes..."
β€’ "To have loved so deeply is a feat that most will never achieve."
β€’ "Is it a crime to love another?"
β€’ "To wear the crown is to be alone."
β€’ "I do not remember dealing such a killing blow. Perhaps it was a curse."
β€’ "I was a child! How dare you blame me for such things!"
β€’ "To know your future ends in flames, but still you chase it because of love, that is the kind of foolishness no king should possess."
β€’ "It is insanity, the way I feel about you."
β€’ "If I could burn the world and keep you from harm, I would do it over and over again."
β€’ "Those children are not a curse, they are a blessing."
β€’ "You have your honor, and I have mine."
β€’ β€œWe are duty-bound to protect the innocent!”
β€’ β€œAre there no true knights among you?”
β€’ β€œYou have never been good, and you never will be good.”
β€’ β€œYou have rot within you.”
β€’ β€œThere is a life to be lived outside of books and your cups.”


Inspiration Bank β€”
Late nights β€’ Black coffee β€’ New leather β€’ Stolen moments β€’ Second chances β€’ We don’t always get everything right the first time β€’ Broken promises β€’ Forbidden love β€’ Morally this is wrong β€’ Passing moments in a hallway β€’ Yearning β€’ Runaway with me β€’ Hopelessly in love β€’ I’m only human β€’ Broken glass β€’ Quiet moments β€’ Fading perfume β€’ Scars on your skin β€’ Blood and gunpowder β€’ Voicemails on repeat β€’ We shouldn’t be doing this β€’ Stars in the sky β€’ Adrenaline rush β€’ Take me away from this place β€’ Radio in the background β€’ Flashing lights β€’ Soft touches β€’ Meeting in the hallway β€’ I wish I could have you β€’ Constellations seen through the sunroof β€’ Pretending that everything is fine β€’ Broken watches β€’ Blood-soaked bandages β€’ Oil and smoke β€’ Half-smoked cigarettes β€’ Broken locks β€’ Stolen glances β€’ Hands brushing under the table β€’ Faded cologne β€’ Bullet casings β€’ Late night phone calls β€’ Lost in your eyes β€’ Burgers and shakes β€’ Listening to old records
 
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THE BLOODY BARREL
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On the outside, The Bloody Barrel is just another run-of-the-mill bar on a strip of endless bars and nightclubs. It attracts a wide variety of clientele, all ranging from those only able to afford beers to those who could probably buy the damn place if they wanted to. Logically, those two crowds should never overlapβ€”that's just not how life works. But those who are frequent patrons of The Barrel know that there's far more to it than just the comfortable lounge bar. If you head into the back, make your payment, and cross that velvet ropeβ€”your life will most certainly change. For better or worse, nobody knows.

Behind this curtain of secrecy is the 'lower level' of The Barrel, the part that the cops don't need to know about and the patrons don't want people talking about. Beneath the smooth jazz upstairs, The Barrel offers a wide variety of entertainment. From girls decked out in pearls and diamonds, world-class drinks and food, to the rather talented burlesque dancers and singers, there's a little something here for everyone. But those who are frequent customers of this level aren't just here for a lap dance or two. No, they are here for far more sinister means.

This place is an exclusive club for those who are supernatural in nature. Vampires, werewolves, faeries, banshees, you know the types. It's difficult for them to really exist in the world without fear of getting killed by some raging supernatural hunters, so they turn to The Barrel in order to enjoy some relaxation and to do business with each other. Mobsters, drug dealers, hitmen, The Barrel attracts all kinds of people and they make deals with each other as often as they like. The only actual rule in this club is that no business can be conducted on the grounds. That means you can't kill your mark or rat while they are on the premises. At least have the decency to wait until they go outside.

Humans aren't allowed in this area of the club, most likely because many of the patrons consume humans daily. Those who do wander down into the lower levels of The Barrel are usually there due to the request of the club's owner, Ray Dillon. He sometimes enjoys the company of humans, so on occasion, he will invite some of them down to keep him company for the night. As luck would have it, he's the perfect supernatural to do this, as he can wipe their memories of the evening with a single drink, allowing them to be blissfully unaware of the world they experienced for those quiet hours.

So if you find yourself among the non-human variety, perhaps this is the place to go. Allow yourself to let go, to finally be yourself, if only for the night. And you might surprise yourself. There might be someone here who will give you everything you want in life and more.



This roleplay takes place in the 70s, although the aesthetics can range a bit prior simply due to the varying ages of the clientele of the club. This can take place wherever we'd like it to, even a fictional city, so the world is our oyster. Plot-wise, this is more of a setting rather than a particular plot. We can play employees of the club or customers, giving us the freedom to play around a little with the story. There are various potential points of conflict within the setting itself, from the patrons of the club all the way to the hunters who dedicate their lives to hunting down the supernatural and killing them. I have a few prompts that can be developed if they sound at all interesting, or we can start from scratch!

Prompt #1 β€” There's a murderer on the loose, and unfortunately, it looks like it's a supernatural one. That's bad for business in all sorts of ways. Now, normally a supernatural killing people isn't such a big deal, I mean, people die all the time. The thing about this killer, though? They aren't making it look like normal kills. No, they are making it obvious that something that isn't human is killing all of these people and terrorizing the city. This has caused the hunters to flock to the city, stalking the streets at night, trying to capture whatever creature they think is responsible. That makes things difficult for The Bloody Barrel. How do you run a nightclub for the supernatural when their asses are on the chopping block if they are exposed? And to make matters worse, one of the crown jewels of The Barrel, a certain Miss Gina Holiday, was detained for 24 hours in connection with the murders. Now that is bad for business.

[This prompt involves my character, Gina, who gets falsely arrested for one of the newest murders and is essentially going to be a target of the cops and eventually the hunters. Luckily for her, her supernatural heritage is easy to hide, so the hunters don't exactly know what they have access to. This situation causes Gina to reach out to her boss, Ray, who directs her to a certain group of supernaturals who deal with situations just like this. They are supposed to protect Gina, prove her innocence, and hopefully, figure out who the murderer is before the hunters start a slaughter on the supernatural population of the city.]

Prompt #2 β€” It's not often that one just happens upon such a strange store. With its cramped doorway, endless piles of books and trinkets in the main area, it's hard to imagine anyone comes in there, let alone shops there. But it's never closed, and it seemingly is open all day, every day. There's a small sign in the window, one that says they offer readings, giving the customer a peek into whatever area of their life they feel they are lacking in. So she goes inside. The sound of a small bell rings through the building, being about the only source of movement that she can see. She walks around the rather impressive stacks of books and obscure items, careful not to touch them out of fear they'll topple over. It's only when she reaches a counter that she stops. It's small, but it blocks her from going any further into the building. So she waits. About five minutes pass before she hears some movement coming from behind the counter, and soon enough the heavy velvet curtains are drawn and a rather tired man steps forward. "You want a reading?"

[This roleplay focuses on my character, Haestal, who is currently using the alias Ji-ho. He is the owner of As the Crow Flies. It works as a courier service, antique shop, and divination shop all in one. He is of the supernatural race, but he allows all sorts to use his services. This is where Muse A comes in, a potential customer who is looking for a reading. The reasons are totally up to you, and she can be human or non-human. Ultimately, I'd like this plot to focus on Ji-ho taking an interest in her and more or less keeping tabs on her. Whether she works at his place or is just a frequent customer, I'd like them to have a relationship that is spurred by him wanting to protect/watch over her!]
 

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DRIVE BABY DRIVE
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Muse B has always been a lone wolf type. It's just easier that way. He does his job, goes home with his money, and goes to sleep. He loves the adrenaline, the danger, and he doesn't plan on quitting any time soon. The roar of the engine, the smell of oil and leather, it's addicting and comforting. His life is ironed out to always give him a way out. His apartment is barely lived in, he has 'normal' jobs as a mechanic and stunt driver, and his boss is the one who hooks him up with his more lucrative deals. Being a getaway driver isn't easy, especially one as successful as he is. He gives them five minutes to get in and out, then he's gone, just a trail of red lights in the distance. For years he's been living like this, memorizing LA and the way it moves, always one step ahead of the cops.

He's never had a need to truly settle down, though. He could leave at any point and not bat an eye. That is, until he met her. Sure, he had noticed Muse A once he moved into his new apartment, but he never allowed himself to look that often. He kept his eyes on the prize, and that didn't include his neighbor. But slowly but surely, he found his eyes wandering, hoping to catch a glimpse of her every time she went out to go to work. He'd watch her from his window, making sure she got to her car safely and wasn't late getting home. Over and over again, he told himself it didn't mean anything. He was just killing time. But that was a lie.

It was such a flimsy lie that he couldn't stop himself from offering her a ride when her car broke down on the side of the street. They lived in the same apartment after all, and she had a kid. He couldn't let her walk. Then he offered to fix her car, free of charge. Even after it got fixed, though, he was constantly offering to give her and her kid a ride, just hoping for some more time with them. Everything was perfect, it was so perfect that he found himself ignoring the getaway driving jobs in order to spend those nights with her.

He didn't mean for an affair to start, but he didn't stop it either. He wanted her just as badly as she wanted him. Drowning in love and comfort, it was healing something in both of them. Maybe he could be good for her. Maybe he could turn his life around and live an honest life. Unfortunately, things don't work that way. When it comes to light that her husband is getting out of prison for the first time in years, things start coming to a head. He's not a good guy, but her husband is even worse.

Murder, drugs, assault, it covers him as openly as the tattoos that mark his skin. He doesn't care for herβ€”he just wants to possess her. So when the kid lets it slip that 'Mommy has a friend', things start escalating. The world which Muse B was thinking of escaping soon started sinking its claws into him again. Things got even worse when Muse B was actually hired by Muse A's husband as his personal driver. You can't fuck his wife if you're driving her husband around. Or that seems to be the logic behind the whole thing. But what happens when he's no longer just a chauffeur? What happens when Muse B tries to pull him into the same dark shit he's involved in, just in an attempt to kill Muse B without upsetting Muse A?



This roleplay focuses on Muse B, a getaway driver on weekends, and a mechanic/stunt driver during the week. He's always lived by a set of rules that keep him detached from wherever he's living so he can split town as soon as things get too hot for him. But that all comes to a stop when he takes an interest in his neighbor, Muse A. They start an affair which lasts x amount of time, until her husband is released from prison. When her husband returns, he makes it clear he suspects the affair and ends up blackmailing Muse B to be his personal driver, before eventually making him a getaway driver for crimes. He plans on getting Muse B killed, while Muse B is planning to get Muse A and her son, in order for them to escape. Yes, this roleplay is based on Drive, and I'm not ashamed to admit it! I'm looking for someone to play Muse B in this plot!

Below are plots that exist in the same setting as the plot above, but they just haven't been fleshed out enough to have their own posts!


β€’ He’s not a getaway driver, but a delivery driver. Whatever needs to be delivered, he will do it. Money, drugs, people, the list can go on and on, and he’s probably dropped it off somewhere. He’s the most reliable driver that the criminal world could ask for. But what happens when one of the packages he’s tasked with delivering requires him to hold on to it for a few weeks, and what happens if the package is a woman he’s falling in love with? [This roleplay focuses on Muse A, a driver for hire in the underbelly of LA. He will deliver whatever a client wants, no matter how messy that is. He’s never hesitated with deliveries until Muse B was put in his car. The stipulation was unique. He had to hold on to her for a few weeks before dropping her off. And unfortunately, he’s finding himself falling in love with her.]

β€’ It's difficult to come to terms with the fact that you're a bad person. He's tried to make his peace with it, but somehow, seeing her once a week, in that small little flower shop, it really shows him how awful he is. The blood that stains his hands, he is constantly worried she will notice. What if she tries to see him outside of their weekly encounters? What will she think if she finds out what he's really doing? Can he really try to pretend to be something he's not? [This roleplay focuses on Muse A, a man who is involved with the underbelly of LA and does things that nobody can be proud of. However, his one god-given solace is Muse B, a florist in a small shop that rarely has any customers outside of major holidays. She's his light in the dark, and he's desperate to keep her from finding out about his line of work.]

β€’ Nobody said it was easy to survive in the underworld. There are so many rules and such tight lines to walk, but you learn to accept it or you die. For him, that’s all he can do. Survive and follow the rules. He’s there to protect the family, to make sure they can move through this hellhole without so much as a scratch. He’s not attached to them, but he is owned by them. One fuck up years ago and his soul was sold to the devil. Usually, it’s not bad. Usually, he can handle the stupid fighting, the ranting and ravingβ€”but this was different. He had never met her before. She was enigmatic. β€œProtect her.” That’s what her father told him. β€œDo a good job and maybe you’ll get that freedom you want.” So he does his job. He protects her. And for the first time in years, he feels like he might not want freedom. [This roleplay focuses on Muse B, a guy who got swept up with the wrong crowd and has to work for the crime family as their personal bodyguard/muscle. He’s always been told that one day he might get to be free of them, that he will have paid all his dues. When the head of the family tells him to protect and watch out for his youngest daughter, Muse A, things change. Things change in a way that Muse B isn’t prepared for and that Muse A might not understand the gravity of. Bodyguard x Client themes as well as forbidden romance!]

β€’ She always knew there was a risk when working with people like she had been. A crime family doesn't let anyone escape the family legacy. But she didn't expect it to go so wrong. She had no idea that she would become the scapegoat for the family, that they would sacrifice her in order to make a quick million. Which is why she never thought he would be the one to step in and save her β€” to get her the hell outta there. [This roleplay will focus on Muse A, a woman who comes from a crime family and is an active member in it. When a heist goes terribly wrong, she discovers that she's the 'fall guy' and that her family planned to have her killed so they could get the money that would come out of her death. However, Muse B, her driver and partner in the heist, ends up breaking his agreement and he saves her. Together they run away, trying to survive her family.]

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Don’t bet on losing dogs. That’s the rule when it comes to the race track. But she doesn’t bet on a losing dog, rather, she bets on the underdog. And when her underdog starts performing better than the other racers, it’s not surprising they want in on the action or want to take out the competition. However, he’s far more devoted to her than anyone anticipated. [This roleplay focuses on Muse A, a woman who most likely runs in the darker rings of the world, and enjoys her time at the racetrack because her father gambles/runs cons through it. That’s where she discovers Muse B, a new racer who doesn’t have enough money to be good because his car is shit. So she becomes his sponsor, and in doing so, he repays her by winning. This newfound success draws the attention of those who are used to winning, and in ways you wouldn’t want. There’s a lot of room to develop the plot direction here!]

β€’ You do what you’re told, keep your head down, and that’s how you survive life. She just never thought she would end up in a situation like this. She had no idea her dad took out such a big loan, let alone the fact he didn’t pay it back. There was so much blood, so much chaos, she couldn’t do anything other than numbly stare at the barrel of the gun. Maybe it would be easier to take the bullet. Maybe she would be reborn into a life where she didn’t need to rely on criminals to make rent. But the bullet never left the chamber. Instead, a jacket was wrapped around her shoulders and a gloved hand took hers. [This roleplay focuses on Muse A, a regular woman who lives with her father, a man who can’t be trusted with any form of money. When the time passes for his loan to be paid back, the people he borrowed from make it clear they don’t care about his sob story. They are going to kill him and Muse A. Or at least, that was the plan. Leave to Muse B to fall in love at first sight with a woman painted by blood and tears. Instead of killing her, he takes her with him, bringing her into a world she should’ve never known about.]
 

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PRAY β€’ PREY
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The taste of iron seems to hang heavily in the air, it seems to suffocate you and fill all your senses, almost as if it wants you to follow it to the source. Music can be heard echoing in great halls, glasses made of crystal gently clashing together with a peculiar crimson wine threatening to spill over the side. Laughter and raised voices mix, almost unaware of the other despite existing in the same space. The dimly lit streets have been kept clean, aside from the occasional stray newspaper or bottle of alcohol. It seems quiet in the night as if you are the only one there. Forced to be an outsider, always enviously looking inside to admire the grand decorations and lavish lifestyles. It's right at your fingertips but you don't dare to smudge the glass as you know the repercussions will be swift.

So you keep walking, cold water finally falling from the dark velvet clouds, causing your clothes to stick to your skin. A chill begins to set in, gnawing at your bones, taking root inside of your body, desperate to drive you to warmth. Your speed increases slightly, and the clacking of heavy shoes on cobblestones swirls around with the rain as it pours down onto the ground. A melody that only you are privy to keeps you entertained as you slip down a road, a light glowing in the distance. Home. Thoughts of warm drinks and freshly dried blankets wrapping around your shivering frame send a wave of excitement throughout your limbs. You can see it all, your perfect evening is within your grasp. The stress of the day can be washed away and put to bed. But it isn't.

A muffled scream is easily drowned out by the rain as a hand in the darkness pulls you in. There is no perfect evening, at least not for you. Your body is silenced and preyed upon, dark streams of blood run down into the gutter and drip off of hungry lips. The already-existing scent of blood becomes disgustingly thick in that dark alley, attracting small creatures to the scene once the beasts have left. The corpse is stained by the rain and tears, which wash away the evidence of who has preyed on the now lifeless soul. It stays like that until morning, frozen in time, a scene that is all too familiar to those living in the city. Once again, the precious life source of this world has been cruelly slain for no reason other than greed.


Since the 16th century, the identity of witches, werewolves, and vampires has become public knowledge. The Church warned against them and scared their followers into attending mass or else they would be persecuted and killed for being a member of the occult. Innocent human and non-human lives were sacrificed all in the name of religion, for God, and despite the protesting and the pleading, they didn't stop. It wasn't until the 18th century that three prominent members of each species rose up and finally fought back against humans and their God. For the vampires, this was Dracula, a vampire who had lived long enough to see much of his kin slain and those humans they sought refuge from get accused and be buried alive. The one who stepped forward for the witches was Agnes Darkmore, a young woman who witnessed her lover being burned at the stake in her place. For the werewolves, a man named Dolphus Allard contacted Dracula and asked to assist in this liberation.

The three of them combined their abilities, influence, and sheer numbers and took over the humans however they could. Dracula specifically targeted those within the church, eerily replicating that of the Catholic religion, causing those seduced by his words and company to follow him. Each of the three soon became a God in their own right. This allowed them complete control over those who had wronged them and a way for them to rewrite the wrongs of the human race. So they did what they needed to do. They used them. Whether it was for food, reproduction, or for potions, the three were allowed a certain number of humans to use however they deemed necessary. Outside of that, they allowed them to continue on. They let them fight, control, and desire all that they wanted, take over cities, rename vast landscapes, it was no concern of theirs.

As the years passed and the 21st century came to light, those families of the occult that had settled in [Blank] had become the most powerful families in the whole country. They had strict territories and boundaries that the others were not to cross. This kept them at peace and allowed them to enjoy their lives as much as they wanted. However, someone began to break these age-old pacts and promises. Humans were killed either for food or sport, but unsanctioned and unclaimed. With how precious the humans were to each family, none of them did anything to them without getting it approved by the head of each family's house.

With someone sneaking about and killing recklessly, tensions arose and caused fights to break out between these families, something that had been strictly forbidden when they were each created. So to prevent any more bloodshed between family members and humans, each house delegated certain members to form an alliance so that they can find who exactly was causing all the death and turmoil that plagued them.



This roleplay is very lore-heavy, but luckily, I have it all written up and just need to send it! The setting of this roleplay is a very gothic/Victorian era one. There are no modern inventions as they haven't really developed beyond that time period. This roleplay also deals with lots of heavy themes of Catholicism. If you have any questions, please don't hesitate to ask because I probably have an answer somewhere in the lore for it! We would be playing those investigating the killings and hunting down the ones responsible for it! This is a horror-type plot though, so be warned!
 
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THE FOUR KINGDOMS
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Smoke and fire dance across the blackened floor, swirling and twisting as they stretch out, almost as if pulling themselves across the room. The only light is that of the fire which threatens to travel across your path and devour your body without a second thought. You can hear the echoes of steel and dragons, the vibrations of both traveling through the walls and into the very ground you stand on. You begin to walk through the darkness without a destination in mind, just a feeling in your heart. You can hear it, the faint buzzing of magic, as if it has been trapped within a chest and buried.

Your movements quicken and soon the fire is racing alongside your feet as you run, dimly lighting your path, just enough to allow you to see where your next step shall fall. The sound of your heart hammers in your head, the sounds of conflict growing louder and more ferocious as you run, desperate to find what is calling out to it. It never seems to end: the darkness, the emptiness. It stretches for miles and miles, and soon your legs grow numb and threaten to give out. As your knees crash to the ground, singed by flames, you see it. A black box sits in front of you, an eerie noise coming from inside.

You can recognize it as you have heard it every time you have stepped outside. It is magic, pure and concentrated magic. Your weak hands, now stained with scrapes and ash, pick up the box and bring it into your lap. Trembling fingers push open the lid, revealing what looks like stars. Upon closer examination, you can see that they are dragon eggs. Except their shells look as if they were taken from the night sky itself. The cosmos swirls across the eggs, stars twinkling and vanishing constantly. Before you can make sense of it, your body is promptly engulfed in flames, the eyes of a pure golden dragon being the last thing you see before death claims you.


A vision of death and destruction plagued a great scholar who resided in the kingdom of Rhaeclya. It depicted a great war between man and dragon, causing a great unbalance in the world, making elements and magic shift, ultimately causing a calamity to form. In this vision, the scholar was able to find four dragon eggs unlike any other to exist. They seemed to be the product of magic and dragons, creating monsters that could very easily destroy the world as a whole. All of humanity and current dragons would be killed, the land would die from the raging elements, and these new dragons that possessed magic would bring eternal darkness and death to the world.

Due to the alarming nature of this vision, the High Court was called into session, causing all the leaders and representatives from the kingdoms of Nordua to gather and hear about this possible prophecy. As the scholar explained what he saw and how it never changed, the leaders of each kingdom began to grow nervous and conducted their research as to what this could be caused by. They discovered another continent had come into possession of an alliance with dragons, specifically, ones that had been banished from Nordua hundreds of years ago. Out of necessity, the kingdoms sent out envoys to establish communication with this continent, but they were met with violence, the envoys returning injured or deceased.

The magic that this new continent possessed and the dragons that they fought with were unexpected, and something that Nordua was not prepared for. So for the first time in over a century, all of Nordua established an alliance with each other. They were to prepare for war with this new continent known as Lydun, and to do so, they had to prepare their heirs, their dragon riders, and all of Nordua. Desperate to keep panic from spreading, the kingdoms decided to host a large celebration in honor of the summer solstice and the time of peace that had fallen across Nordua. In reality, this was to establish heirs, form marriages, and ultimately prepare their future generation for the war that was approaching their doorstep.



This roleplay is very lore-heavy, but luckily, I have it all written up and just need to send it! The setting of this roleplay is very much ASOIAF inspired! There are dragons, magic, plots to overthrow kingdoms, the whole nine yards! I have multiple character roles that are available for you to look at for inspiration, and I'm happy to take any and all questions you may have!
 
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