MxF Casting one more net. Lets see what I can dredge up from the depths

[Scratchy Hamster]

Look, I am just going to say this and leave it at that. If you want to know something about me then just ask. If I don't mind answering then I will answer it,
If not then I wont. I am just doing this because I am getting tired of writing about my self. I am also doing this so bare bones so we can just jump into plotting.
But enough about that, Lets move on.

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Here are some pairings I am looking to do


~~Pairings~~

Spoiler: ~Fantasy/Historic Pairings~

King x Queen
Prince x Princess
Peasant x King/Queen/Prince/Princess
King x Nun
Queen x Priest
Blacksmith x Customer
Knight x Commoner
Knight x Queen
Knight x Princess
Enemy Knight x Enemy Queen
Enemy Knight x Enemy Princess
Broken Knight x Commoner
Evil Lord/Lady x King/Queen/Prince/Princess
Evil Lord/Lady x Good Lord/Lady
Lord/Lady x Advisor

Spoiler: ~Sci-Fi Pairings~

Captain x Crew member
Captain x Alien
Captain x Captain
Crew Member x Alien
Crew Member x Crew member
Crew Member x Stow away
Crew Member x Piolet
Piolet x Piolet
Piolet x Captain
Piolet x Enemy
Scientist x Scientist
Scientist x Captain
Scientist x Test Subject

Spoiler: ~Dark Fantasy~

Dark God x Light Goddess
Light God x Dark Goddess
God x Goddess from different pantheon
God x Humanoid Mortal
Demon x Warlock
Demon x God/Goddess
Demon x Vampire
Demon x Humanoid Mortal
Angel x Humanoid Mortal
Angel x God/Goddess
Angel x Angel
Angel x Demon
Angel x Nephilim
Vamp x Vamp
Vamp x Were
Vamp x Mage
Vamp x Hunter
Vamp x Priest
Vamp x Nun
Vamp x Elder Vamp
Were x Were
Were x Hunter
Were x Elder Vamp

Spoiler: ~High Fantasy~

Human x Human
Human x Dwarf
Human x Gnome
Human x Elf
Human x Demon
Human x God/Goddess
Human x Orc
Human x Ogre
Human x Were
Human x Vamp
Vamp x Vamp
Vamp x Were
Vamp x Mage
Vamp x Hunter
Vamp x Priest
Vamp x Nun
Vamp x Elder Vamp
Were x Were
Were x Hunter
Were x Elder Vamp
King x Queen
Prince x Princess
Peasant x King/Queen/Prince/Princess
King x Nun
Queen x Priest
Blacksmith x Customer
Knight x Commoner
Knight x Queen
Knight x Princess
Enemy Knight x Enemy Queen
Enemy Knight x Enemy Princess
Damaged Mage x Apprentice
Damaged Mage x King/Queen/Prince/Princess
Damaged Mage x Knight
Knigt/Queen/Prince/ Princess x Alchemist
Alchemist x Mage
Alchemist x Knight

~~Song Prompts~~
Chase Noseworthy – Song of the fallen Hero
Blacksmith, Blacksmith (DnD Folk Song)
Three Kobolds in a trench coat
Diggy Diggy Hole by Wind Rose
The night the lights went out in Georgia – Reba McEntire
I'd do anything for love, But I wont do that – Meatloaf
Take me home, Country Road – John Denver
Forever and Ever, Amen - Randy Travis
Wellerman - Nathan Evans
Hammer and The Anvil - The Longest Johns
Everybody wants to rule the world cover in classical latin (Softbardcore)
The blacksmith's song | Vysache | Shangri-la Frontier
Pistol packin' mama - Bing Crosby
Simple Man Lyrics (Jensen Ackles Cover)


~~Phrase Prompts~~
"What are you looking at? Do I have something on my face?"
"What do you want?"
"Why the hell did you have to do that?!"
"Mmm, This is good, What year is it?"
"Did you bring what I wanted?"


~~ Plot Samples~

Spoiler: Sample One

A injured mage stumbles into what he/she thought was a old ruined castle. Finds a place to hide and rest after tending to there wounds. While they sleep, They start to hear noises coming from the distant parts of the castle. When they go to explore for the sounds they see nothing at first then when they get to the main hall. They find a massive ghostly feast was being held in honor of the king who was sitting on the throne. What will happen to the mage if they interrupt the feast? Fearing the worst, They go to slink away while trying not to draw attention to them selves. They hope that there is nothing worse then ghosts in the castle. But they can't leave yet due to there wounds being grave. So they find another hiding spot and hunker down hoping no one or nothing finds them.

Spoiler: Sample Two

An alchemist walked through a dark and thick woods, The air with in the woods was stagnant compared to the air outside of the woods. The alchemist stopped and stared off into the distance when he/she heard a growling or hissing in the distance. They made a note of where they heard that sound before turning down a different path. They would stop every two or three hundred yards to check there traps for the little critter they were hunting. It didn't take long for the much larger and nasty critter to tackle the alchemist from the back. It bit at there pack and shook them violently before tossing them aside.

Spoiler: Sample Three

A knight was wandering through a small village, They guided the horse through the streets as people quickly got out of the knights way. The armored person quickly got down from the horse. They watched as people ran to there homes before slamming the doors and shutters closed so they would not be bothered. The knight sighed softly as they headed to the sheriff's office , They opened up the door then blinked as they watched a satyr run past them and to his home across the square "Hrmm" The knight made a note that it seems strange people were living there. The knight and sheriff walked to the morgue to check on the suspicious dead body.

~~Writing Samples~~

Here I am placing some writing samples so you can understand how I usually write.

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  The Long Haul
  
  The hum of the sub-light engines hummed low and dull as the small old destroyer class ship puttered along just outside the gravity well of a large undiscovered gas giant. The blue light from the blue dwarf star was shinning off the gas giant and into the bridge of the destroyer. The beeping of the control panel was quiet and slow as the ship continued to move through space. The beeping became louder and louder till it triggered an alarm.
  
  Further into the ship and to the left side of the ship. There was a room that was lined with metal tubes with frosted glass in the front. The alarm started to blare in the room for a minute or two before it stopped and the tubes started to slowly thaw. The front glass started to slowly open the tubes, cold dense air poured out of each tube like it was water. As the thawing and the glass was fully open, The pitch of each of the tubes were at a comfortable 45 degrees except for the last few. They have been knocked out of pitch a few years ago but no one bothered to fix them. When they were fully open the occupants were dumped out like they were trash.
  
  The man and woman both groaned deeply when they finally fully came around. They slowly got to there hands and kneels, The grated floors dug into there flesh since they just had there underwear on. Tessa groaned and looked around then looked to the man next to her "God damn it Lucas! I thought the captain told you to fix those damn tubes!" She punched him hard in the arm before standing up carefully. She moved to the closest tube that had some one in it. She checked the woman in side before moving to the next person to make sure none were injured during the freezing or thawing process.
  
  Some of the crew showered and cleaned up from there sleep while others just got dressed before heading to the galley to get some food. The captain sighed as he walked from the cryo room as he looked over an automated report from the ship.
  
  "Jessica, Once your done stuffing your face with the protein eggs. Get down to the sub-light drives and do a diagnostic scan on it. The computer is giving me an interesting error code." He looked at her before he continued on through to the bridge.
  
  Jessica groaned loudly as she rubbed her face before swallowing her food "Yes captain" She yelled out and went back to eating her food as the others were laughing since she usually got yelled at by the captain because she was usually found in the galley instead of working.
  
  Brian, A big guy wearing a old military jacket turned to her "If you were not all that lazy and do your job. Then you wouldn't be scolded" He grinned but that was wiped off his face when he got a face full of protein egg that was flung by Jessica. That got more laughter from the rest of the group except Tessa who just shook her head as she got up then walked off to check on the weapons systems.
  
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  The night when the lights went out.
  
  The tv was glowing in the dark living room of a small house, It was on the news, The anchor woman was talking about the hurricane that was moving in on the state and how long it was going to be till landfall. There was a gurgling sound that was being covered over by the news. There was a loud thud before a shadow went across the wall behind the tv. A large man stood at the window staring out into the rain. He ponders a bit before looking back at the now dead woman. "People are getting disgusting tasting in the last hundred years" He mumbled to himself before sighing.
  
  He turned back to the window before sighing. He didn't like the rain at all since it dampens the smells around you when you walk in it. He ran his hand through his wet hair before walking to the sink and washed up. His mind ran back to a period about four hundred years ago. He was walking through the streets of a small village during the night. The guards glanced at him but they left him alone as he walked to the local inn. He broke out of his memory when the lights went out.
  
  He looked around a bit before he walked to the window as he dried his hands. "Hrmm It is a blackout" He thinks a bit as he looked around a bit then walked to where the woman had been hiding money for savings. He took the wad of cash before he left the house while tucking it in his pocket. He headed towards the center of town while humming gently. He looked around a little as he tried to keep his guard up though the storm was making his sense of hearing and smell less then ideal. He stopped in front of nice hotel. He looked up at the sky before he walked in and looked at the woman behind the desk "Hello, I need a room and a tailor please." He signed the paper and handed the woman the money. He got the key card before he headed to his room.
  
  After a hour or so, There was a knock on the door. He got up and opened the door to let the tailor in. He looked at the Tailor "Thank you for coming, I need a suit made." The old man nods softly "That is what I do, Sir" The old man set up his large trunk full of fabric and other things he will need for the job. He pulled out some folding mirrors before setting them up. He then pulled out a platform that was a foot tall. He put it in the center of the mirrors before having him strip to his skibbies and climb on the platform. The old man took several measurements before starting to pull out samples of cloth from the left side of the trunk.
  
  The man on the platform pointed to a dark blue suit with a red satin liner for the vest and coat. He looked at the old man "Do you have any white dress shirts as well?" He perks a brow. The old man nods softly "Indeed, I do." He walked over to the trunk. He opened the different drawers till he found them. "Here we are" He pulled out several different sized shirts that might fit the Man. He also grabbed a beautiful red tie as well, He turned and walked over to the bed then laid out the tie and shirts. He then walked back to the trunk and started to pull out the bolts of cloth that was needed for the suit.
  
  As the old man was working on the clients pants, There was a quick rapping on the door before it opened as a older woman was talking to another "See Jess, The northern clans know nothing about our clan or our sister clans. They only want the older females for breeding stock so they can breed us out of existence, They want the Dampyr throne all to them selves" She sighed softly then looked at the man on the platform "So this is where you are Michael, Hrmm, Did you ruin another damn suit?" She shook her head for dark red curls "You need to. . " He growled at her "I was not wearing a suit so drop it. Besides, The cloths were soaked with rain." He sighed a bit "Now what do you want Elisabeth?" The woman with the curls looked at him "The elders are wondering where you are and want you back at the Manner" She smirked at Michael
  
• 
  Those that were left Behind
  
  The battle was horrible, The smell of blood hung heavy in the air, The screams of the wounded and dying were like a morbid song that the wind carried on it while it blew over the field. The soil which was once parched and cracked was now thick sticky bog. The head mage of the battle mages looked over the horror of the battlefield
  
  "This is not a battle, This is a slaughter, A massacre" He said softly.
  
  He jumped when he heard a man scream out as there was some fast moving sucking steps in the muck. He turned around and jumped back to dodge a battleaxe swinging down from a over head swing. He quickly chanted a quick spell which caused icicles to form around him. He pointed at the man in armor with the axe "Now go!" He watched the man as he fought the muck as it was keeping his armor plated foot and calf in a tight grip
  
  The other man blinked then looked at the mage before crying out in pain as the icicles tore through the the leather and limited crude iron armor then into his flesh. The warrior fell to his knees as he breathed heavily as he leaned against the haft of the axe "I. . . I will not give up" He tried to stand bit that just caused himself more damage.
  
  The mage chanted another small but powerful spell which charged a orange sized fireball in his hand "You don't have to give up but you are going to die here with your brothers and sisters. You are nothing but barbarians, You will die like animals" He threw the fireball right in the mans face. The fireball just brushed against the warrior's cheek, The ball suddenly expanded a bit more before exploding and sending the warrior's body flying. The explosion took off the mans head and right shoulder.
  
  The mage sighed softly and looked up at the sky "By the nine levels of hell, What are we doing on this day" He sighed softly before digging in his pack that was on the small of his back. He grabbed the orange sized blue bottle from it. He pulled the cork before downing the liquid. He tossed the bottle aside before teleporting back to the medical core to check on them.
  
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  A broken blade that should be reforged.
  
  The ringing of a anvil was signing on the air as a hammer kept assaulting its face, It only stopped when hissing replaced it. Was it a animal trying to scare off something or has a fire been doused? The ringing was soon brought back when the smith started to work again but the sound of the ringing was drowned out by the engine of a old 80s black truck pull up along the crushed stone.
  
  The truck stopped at the end of the drive before the door opened up and out dropped a short redheaded woman in a tight led zeppelin shirt that showed off her small bust. She had black pants on that was a bit baggy on her small frame. The pants bundled up a bit at her feet and covered the upper half of her knee high leather boots. She slammed the door closed before walking to the back of the truck. She opened it and had to climb up then push up the hard cover of the bed. She grabbed a hard black case from the very front of the bed. She walked to the tailgate and dropped it there before dropping the cover in place.
  
  She jumped down and once again grabbing the case. She sighed a bit "What a pain in the ass." She mumbled to her self as she headed up the dirt and clay path to the smithy. She tossed the case at the massive man's feet and watched it skid to a hard halt when it hit the side of his calf and foot "There is your shipment of angel blades this month. Now the money. I know your my brothers friend and all but I do not trust you."
  
  The man behind the anvil lowered his hammer before he looked at her "Noted" He sat the hammer down and pushed the sword blank he was working on back into the coals. He walked into the house and opened a small safe before grabbing a small bundle of hundreds. He counted them before grabbing a few more from a different one. He closed the safe and cleared the dial. He tucked the stray hundreds into the bundle before walking out and tossing the money at the woman.
  
  She cried out in surprise and anger when it hit her in the face due to her looking at her phone "What the hell?!" She growled at him before bending down to pick up the bundle. She turned and stomped to the truck as he checked the angel blades. She started the truck and quickly peeled out before heading off.
  
• 
  The beginning of a legend
  
  The blacksmith of the small village stared at the annoying new adventurer as he was begging for a new sword to be made for him "Please! Master smith, I need a new sword" He unsheathed his sword to show him his current one "This one is old and worn out, It can't kill anything" He whimpered a bit. The smith sat his hammer down and grabbed the sword. He looked it over slowly before pondering a bit. "It just needs some love" He walked over to the grind stone before sitting down. He grabbed the back of the stone before pulling it toward him to get it started. He then used the peddle to start to get it really going.
  
  He carefully matched the angle of the bevel of the blade. He carefully dragged the length across the stone as he he sharpened the blade. It would take a good twenty minutes to fully sharpen it. He walked to a different station and cleaned the blade with a light acid from an acid slime to clean off the blood, oil and muck from the use. He then rubbed some crushed and baked oyster shells on it to neutralize the acid. He washed it clean before placing it over the forge to warm up the blade before rubbing some lard on it to seal the blade again.
  
  He wiped off the extra fat off the blade "There we go" He handed the blade back to boy "Make sure you clean it after you finish using it. Clean it with water first then oil or fat to keep it from rusting" The young man nods a bit as he thinks. "Thank you sir." He looked at his sword as it shined like it was new again. He sheathed the blade before walking out of the smithy.
  
  The smith turned back to his forge as he pushed a new ingot into the fire. He then pulled on the chain that dangled above him which caused a set of massive bellows to raise then fall which in turned caused the coals to glow red hot like hell "That young man is going to die. Why waste good steel on him" He mumbled to himself as he pulled the chain a few more times. He grabbed his tongs and grabbed the now glowing bright orange and moved it to the anvil before starting to pound it out into a new blade blank.
  
  
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I am also open for suggestions on plots or settings you have up your sleeves. If you think you have something that might fit a craving of mine then please, Open a pm, Type it in and send it my way.
If I like it then I will reply quickly. If not then I will re-read it and try to figure out a way that it might be interesting, If I can't then I will say so. I will add a section that is for plots and writing samples that way the prospective partners will know of my writing style and some of the ideas that I have.

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