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Where, oh where, do we begin...
Good evening, morning, afternoon, or whatever time of day it may be when you stumble upon this, in whatever state of arousal you may find yourself to be in. My name is Cami, I'm from the country of
and am looking to do some writing. Yes, my desires are quite specific and the chance of me finding someone who messes with this theme is quite slim, you won't know unless you try... Right?
So, below you will find a dark and horny "universe" my caffeine soaked brain has concocted. I think it mixes elements of horror with genuine lore and story telling, while also being smutty and playful, in a way that isn't 24/7 sex and smut, but has the room for it without resulting in the story getting ignored.
If this convoluted crapshoot of a story/scenario catches your attention, don't hesitate to DM me! Regardless of the time, day or not, rain or shine, horny or dry as a bone, you are welcome to DM me to discuss how we shall proceed forward. What exactly we do/write about is VERY fluid and non linear, so please don't think that you are stepping on any toes or crossing any boundaries (unless it's one of my stated boundaries/limits, of course).
That's enough mindless yapping. Time for the fun!
A once otherworldly large and powerful Cosmic God, something that was so incomprehensible that trying to understand it's scale and mere existence would lobotomize the human mind, now drifts slowly and aimlessly through the ripples of time and space. It's abstract corpse decaying in different ways all over, slowly but surely over the span of several thousand years. Such a powerful Cosmic God carried so much power within its being, and now that it is dead, said power is slowly leaking out... Creating new life new substances and material... Creating entire ecosystems and environments within its massive decaying body. Tiny, pathetic specs of this fallen Gods power were powerful enough to create both basic and advanced forms of life, from bacteria to monstrosities that would give the boogeyman nightmares.
Humans, beasts, parasites, reptiles, cosmic apparitions, and so much more now roam about the various ecosystems and environments that exist on the decaying Gods body. Humans dwell primarily within the northern chest cavity, on the opposite side from the heart. This area is perhaps the most in tact portion of the body, which makes it difficult for many of the larger horrors that roam the land to get to it. This does not mean that the humans are safe, however, but defending yourself from things smaller than your house is much, much better than trying hide from an entity that can swallow stars.
Some humans, though it is not believed to be many, have been "gifted" powers or abilities purely by genetic luck whenever they were created by the fallen Gods power. Camira, a quiet and reserved young woman with sparkling purple hair and eyes that seem to sparkle like amethyst, is one of these humans. She has the ability to rapidly travel through small ripples in the fabric of time, allowing for Camira to change her location in less than a blink of an eye. While not physically strong, she also has a power one can call "gentle fist". Basically, the softer her touch on someone or something, the more powerful the attack. Likewise, if she winds up and tries to punch someone or something with all of her might, it will hit their cheek like a leaf.
Camira lives alone in this world. Her powers have resulted in her being recruited to a group who aims to protect the rest of humankind from the creatures and abominations that seem so keen on devouring them. Putting her life on the line to protect people she doesn't know isn't necessarily something she wanted to be doing with her time, but in doing the service she is given a roof over her head and plenty of food and resources to get by that she otherwise wouldn't have, so she deals with it. Camira hasn't tried to make any friends, primarily because people die so frequently and so easily that she simply sees no point in growing attached to anyone person. It has resulted in Camira becoming rather cold and lonely, but at this point it is almost her default state, because in her life she really hasn't experienced the warmth of love or friendship.
On a day that was as ordinary as any other, Camira and a group of 9 others were tasked with traveling beyond their section of the cavity: for the heart. It was common knowledge that the heart harbored an immense level of power from the fallen God, with the area crystalizing into intricate gems and bountiful metallic resources. All of this comes with a twist, being that many absurdly powerful entities exist around the heart. Everyone on assignment knows that the chances of them making it back in one piece are slim to none, but these metals and gems could be used to hopefully create a forcefield around their land that will keep most harmful entities out... At least out long enough for them to spring into action with a counterattack. And so, at first light they got together and off they went...
And the next thing Camira knew, everybody she had been traveling with was dead. Slaughtered like helpless cattle, stripped of their skin, the meat and bone of their bodies mashed together by a horrific towering creature that sculpted them into a new grotesque abomination of its own. Those nine individuals she traveled with now existed as one large and ugly abomination of flesh and hatred, groaning and stomping around as it tried to hunt her down. Camira blinked, and blinked, and blinked again and again with her ability to get her as far away from that... Thing... As she could possibly be. She didn't care to pick the direction back home, just trying to get so far from that thing that it would give up the pursuit of her and move on to something else. Eventually exhausting herself, Camira blinked back to reality and crashed in a heap onto the teal dirt below... Her body bouncing multiple times before she crashed spine first against a large and twisted black tree. The impact knocked the wind out of her lungs, and also knocked her unconscious...
On any other day, any other time in existence, Camira would be slaughtered and devoured before she was even able to wake up. Not no, on this particular day, at this specific time... Something found her and, rather than making a meal of Camira, decided to carefully carry her away... Back to whatever crack in a mountain or small pocket dimension it calls home, to keep Camira safe from the monsters that roam the land.
But... How will Camira react when she eventually wakes up? Will she be outright combative and rude? Fearful and timid? Or something else? Where does she go from there?
Only time will tell...
I think that just about wraps up my rambling. If any of this has caught your attention and you would like to learn more or talk more about it, feel free to message me anytime :)
Good evening, morning, afternoon, or whatever time of day it may be when you stumble upon this, in whatever state of arousal you may find yourself to be in. My name is Cami, I'm from the country of
and am looking to do some writing. Yes, my desires are quite specific and the chance of me finding someone who messes with this theme is quite slim, you won't know unless you try... Right? So, below you will find a dark and horny "universe" my caffeine soaked brain has concocted. I think it mixes elements of horror with genuine lore and story telling, while also being smutty and playful, in a way that isn't 24/7 sex and smut, but has the room for it without resulting in the story getting ignored.
If this convoluted crapshoot of a story/scenario catches your attention, don't hesitate to DM me! Regardless of the time, day or not, rain or shine, horny or dry as a bone, you are welcome to DM me to discuss how we shall proceed forward. What exactly we do/write about is VERY fluid and non linear, so please don't think that you are stepping on any toes or crossing any boundaries (unless it's one of my stated boundaries/limits, of course).
That's enough mindless yapping. Time for the fun!
A once otherworldly large and powerful Cosmic God, something that was so incomprehensible that trying to understand it's scale and mere existence would lobotomize the human mind, now drifts slowly and aimlessly through the ripples of time and space. It's abstract corpse decaying in different ways all over, slowly but surely over the span of several thousand years. Such a powerful Cosmic God carried so much power within its being, and now that it is dead, said power is slowly leaking out... Creating new life new substances and material... Creating entire ecosystems and environments within its massive decaying body. Tiny, pathetic specs of this fallen Gods power were powerful enough to create both basic and advanced forms of life, from bacteria to monstrosities that would give the boogeyman nightmares.
Humans, beasts, parasites, reptiles, cosmic apparitions, and so much more now roam about the various ecosystems and environments that exist on the decaying Gods body. Humans dwell primarily within the northern chest cavity, on the opposite side from the heart. This area is perhaps the most in tact portion of the body, which makes it difficult for many of the larger horrors that roam the land to get to it. This does not mean that the humans are safe, however, but defending yourself from things smaller than your house is much, much better than trying hide from an entity that can swallow stars.
Some humans, though it is not believed to be many, have been "gifted" powers or abilities purely by genetic luck whenever they were created by the fallen Gods power. Camira, a quiet and reserved young woman with sparkling purple hair and eyes that seem to sparkle like amethyst, is one of these humans. She has the ability to rapidly travel through small ripples in the fabric of time, allowing for Camira to change her location in less than a blink of an eye. While not physically strong, she also has a power one can call "gentle fist". Basically, the softer her touch on someone or something, the more powerful the attack. Likewise, if she winds up and tries to punch someone or something with all of her might, it will hit their cheek like a leaf.
Camira lives alone in this world. Her powers have resulted in her being recruited to a group who aims to protect the rest of humankind from the creatures and abominations that seem so keen on devouring them. Putting her life on the line to protect people she doesn't know isn't necessarily something she wanted to be doing with her time, but in doing the service she is given a roof over her head and plenty of food and resources to get by that she otherwise wouldn't have, so she deals with it. Camira hasn't tried to make any friends, primarily because people die so frequently and so easily that she simply sees no point in growing attached to anyone person. It has resulted in Camira becoming rather cold and lonely, but at this point it is almost her default state, because in her life she really hasn't experienced the warmth of love or friendship.
On a day that was as ordinary as any other, Camira and a group of 9 others were tasked with traveling beyond their section of the cavity: for the heart. It was common knowledge that the heart harbored an immense level of power from the fallen God, with the area crystalizing into intricate gems and bountiful metallic resources. All of this comes with a twist, being that many absurdly powerful entities exist around the heart. Everyone on assignment knows that the chances of them making it back in one piece are slim to none, but these metals and gems could be used to hopefully create a forcefield around their land that will keep most harmful entities out... At least out long enough for them to spring into action with a counterattack. And so, at first light they got together and off they went...
And the next thing Camira knew, everybody she had been traveling with was dead. Slaughtered like helpless cattle, stripped of their skin, the meat and bone of their bodies mashed together by a horrific towering creature that sculpted them into a new grotesque abomination of its own. Those nine individuals she traveled with now existed as one large and ugly abomination of flesh and hatred, groaning and stomping around as it tried to hunt her down. Camira blinked, and blinked, and blinked again and again with her ability to get her as far away from that... Thing... As she could possibly be. She didn't care to pick the direction back home, just trying to get so far from that thing that it would give up the pursuit of her and move on to something else. Eventually exhausting herself, Camira blinked back to reality and crashed in a heap onto the teal dirt below... Her body bouncing multiple times before she crashed spine first against a large and twisted black tree. The impact knocked the wind out of her lungs, and also knocked her unconscious...
On any other day, any other time in existence, Camira would be slaughtered and devoured before she was even able to wake up. Not no, on this particular day, at this specific time... Something found her and, rather than making a meal of Camira, decided to carefully carry her away... Back to whatever crack in a mountain or small pocket dimension it calls home, to keep Camira safe from the monsters that roam the land.
But... How will Camira react when she eventually wakes up? Will she be outright combative and rude? Fearful and timid? Or something else? Where does she go from there?
Only time will tell...
Monsters, Magic, Sci-fi, Horror, Violence, Blood, Poisons/Viruses, Romance, Bondage, Predicament Bondage, Corruption, Mind Control, Parasites, Body Transformation, Identity Death, Species Transformation, Possession/Loss of Autonomy, Face Sitting, Body Worship, Anal, Spanking, Choking, Pet Play, Breeding.
Feces/Urine/Vomit, Extremely Graphic Deaths/Scenes, Beastiality (normal animals are a no, alien stuff can be fine), Body Hair/Sweat, Focus on Musk or Bad Smells, Anything that might blur the line on age.
In my head this is a sort of cosmic horror/soulslike setting, where 99% of the things you encounter want to kill you or might try to kill you for the sin of simply existing. YC can be whoever or whatever you'd like for it to be, though it would make the most sense if it was something other than an ordinary human: an eldritch woman, lamia, arachne, a poltergeist like entity, or something completely of your own design! (Truthfully I'd probably prefer your own design, makes it unique to us!)
Where this story goes and what exactly happens is something that we will need to flesh out together. I'm open to all sorts of ideas, and though it is dull my mind can be a sponge for themes and ideas, so don't worry about throwing too many different things at me.
Where this story goes and what exactly happens is something that we will need to flesh out together. I'm open to all sorts of ideas, and though it is dull my mind can be a sponge for themes and ideas, so don't worry about throwing too many different things at me.
I think that just about wraps up my rambling. If any of this has caught your attention and you would like to learn more or talk more about it, feel free to message me anytime :)