SilentTears
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We all Know how this goes so first a little about me.
I have been roleplaying on and off for over 10 years. I fell in love with writing when I was young but never had the confidence to really do anything with it. I am usually free most of the time, but I do have a family and that ALWAYS comes first. I can usually do several replies in a day. Oh, one more thing, my writing tends to stem from things I have experienced in my own life. Alright, I guess that enough for now, here is a list of what to expect from me.
Alrighty now the subject everyone has at least some interest in; Sex.
Yayy, ok now the part I really wanted to talk about. My writing style and topics.
Plot: A girl gifted with Pyrokinetic abilities, forced to be a lab rat in a facility that has one goal. To find a way to manufacture and control an army of freaks. Your character could be a fellow prisoner or someone who decides to help the girl escape. They could be friendly and casual with each other, or butt heads constantly due to clashing personalities, in the end they find a connection and manage to escape. What kind of hell do they have to go through, before escaping? Will love bloom despite the threat of death at every turn? Will they be together in the end? Murder, sex, love, and evil experiments. Will you join me on this wild ride?
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"Sissy…need help." Selene looked up from her math book and turned toward the voice. She smiled when she saw her three-year-old brother standing in the doorway. He was holding one of his books upside down to his chest, looking at her with tears in his eyes. "What's wrong little one, would you like me to read to you?" He nodded and ran into her open arms. She swooped him up and sat him on her lap, taking the book from his small hands. "Alright, but after this you need to go bed, ok?" She opened the book, waiting for his agreement, before starting his story.
After she finished the story, she looked down to see her tiny brother sound asleep, snuggled in her arms. She smiled and brushed a curl out of his eyes. Her blue eyes shone with love for this tiny soul. Selene carefully stood up and began to walk down the hall into his room. His bed shaped like a car, sat in the left corner, his toys scattered across the floor and she shook her head. She laid Tyler in his bed gently and kissed his curly head. "Goodnight, sweet boy." Selene began to quietly pick up his toys. When she was done, she closed the door, hoping to keep the sound of her parents fighting from disturbing him.
She leaned against the grey wall for a moment, before heading back to her bedroom. She was just about to sit down back at her desk, when she heard a loud crash coming from her parents' room. Selene cursed under her breath and ran out of her room. She slowed as she passed her brothers room and ran downstairs two at a time. She ran into her parents' room and found her mother on the floor. A vase laid broken on the floor beside her.
Fury burned through her like a fire, as she stared her father down. "What did you do?!" The man looked at her with anger. "Your mother is a WHORE!" He threw the whiskey bottle he had just drained at her mother. Her mother did not even move when the bottle hit her in the head. Selene noticed a pool of blood forming under her mother, and she lost control. The girl's eyes went crimson, fire formed in the girl's hand, dancing wildly. She sent the fire ball into her father's chest, and watched the flames consume him. She was entranced by the flames burning the man to ash, it was only when Selene could smell the smoke filling the air, did she move. She turned to see that flames began to travel across the house and ran up the stairs to her brother's room.
Selene grabbed her baby brother and draped a blanket over him, hoping to keep him from the flames and smoke. She held onto him tightly as she tried to navigate through the heat, and the suffocating fumes. She made it through the hallway as the flames licked up the walls. Shed moved down the stairs as quickly as she could but something caught the edge of the blanket. It had slipped down as she ran down the stairs. She tugged hard but it only pulled the blanket free of Tyler. She saw it caught fire and decided to leave it. She jumped the last two stairs and searched for a way out. The back door was farther away but the flames had not reached completely to it yet. She began to make her way towards it.
The ceiling caved in as the flames lapped at it. A weak beam came loose and fell to the floor in front of her. Flames shot up and blocked her path to the door. She could feel her brother struggling for breath. Selene knew she had to get out, now. She looked behind her, the path to the front door was completely engulfed. The girl coughed violently as the smoke finally started to take its toll. Selene looked around, but tears and smog blinded her. She fell to the ground at the weight of her brother and exhaustion. She coughed hard and held her brother. She looked down at him, his body was just too still. His face was at rest, as if he were completely at peace. Tears streamed down her face, flames licked around her and all she wanted was to be swallowed. Finally, sweet darkness took over.
When Selene woke days later, she was locked in a cell alone. A collar around her neck, was enough of a clue to know this was no ordinary prison. For two years that's were she lived. In a facility, as a lab rat for scientists and doctors wanting to create 'superior humans'.
I have been roleplaying on and off for over 10 years. I fell in love with writing when I was young but never had the confidence to really do anything with it. I am usually free most of the time, but I do have a family and that ALWAYS comes first. I can usually do several replies in a day. Oh, one more thing, my writing tends to stem from things I have experienced in my own life. Alright, I guess that enough for now, here is a list of what to expect from me.
- I do not care about grammar too much, just make it understandable. Though I beg you, do not use text speak.
- I usually write detailed scenes, though sometimes I fail to describe everything. I try my best to use all five senses though. I am a little out of touch since I have just begun writing again after two years.
- My starters are always pretty lengthy, but my typical reply is 2-5 paragraphs. I will usually try to match what I am given. If I do not have enough to go off of then my reply will be shorter.
- COMMUNICATION IS KEY. If you have any questions, comments, complaints, or suggestions please please please let me know.
Alrighty now the subject everyone has at least some interest in; Sex.
- I, like many others, love a good sex scene, but smut is not my focus. I am searching for something more. I want a partner who will help me create a world to lose ourselves in. I want action, adventure, and romance. My story to smut ratio is about 80/20.
- Kinks… I can roll with anything except scat/urine play. If anything else comes up that I am not comfortable with then I will let you know.
Yayy, ok now the part I really wanted to talk about. My writing style and topics.
- I usually tend to write darker themes. I excel at writing about the darker side of human emotions and the mind. My characters usually go through a lot. Example: One character has multiple personalities and many of them are insane. My characters usually have a hard home life. Rape, torture, mental illness, and emotional issues are topics mentioned often. If any of these subjects do not sit well with you, I am probably not the best partner for you.
- So I absolutely love romance and the supernatural world. From worlds full of magic users, to monsters that go bump in the night, to creatures shifting into humans, and much much more.
- Please feel free to add depth to the story. I build my stories as I go. I take my cues from the characters. My personality is usually similar to my characters but each and every one has their own uniqueness about them, I have even created ones that have completely different personalities than my own.
Plot: A girl gifted with Pyrokinetic abilities, forced to be a lab rat in a facility that has one goal. To find a way to manufacture and control an army of freaks. Your character could be a fellow prisoner or someone who decides to help the girl escape. They could be friendly and casual with each other, or butt heads constantly due to clashing personalities, in the end they find a connection and manage to escape. What kind of hell do they have to go through, before escaping? Will love bloom despite the threat of death at every turn? Will they be together in the end? Murder, sex, love, and evil experiments. Will you join me on this wild ride?
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"Sissy…need help." Selene looked up from her math book and turned toward the voice. She smiled when she saw her three-year-old brother standing in the doorway. He was holding one of his books upside down to his chest, looking at her with tears in his eyes. "What's wrong little one, would you like me to read to you?" He nodded and ran into her open arms. She swooped him up and sat him on her lap, taking the book from his small hands. "Alright, but after this you need to go bed, ok?" She opened the book, waiting for his agreement, before starting his story.
After she finished the story, she looked down to see her tiny brother sound asleep, snuggled in her arms. She smiled and brushed a curl out of his eyes. Her blue eyes shone with love for this tiny soul. Selene carefully stood up and began to walk down the hall into his room. His bed shaped like a car, sat in the left corner, his toys scattered across the floor and she shook her head. She laid Tyler in his bed gently and kissed his curly head. "Goodnight, sweet boy." Selene began to quietly pick up his toys. When she was done, she closed the door, hoping to keep the sound of her parents fighting from disturbing him.
She leaned against the grey wall for a moment, before heading back to her bedroom. She was just about to sit down back at her desk, when she heard a loud crash coming from her parents' room. Selene cursed under her breath and ran out of her room. She slowed as she passed her brothers room and ran downstairs two at a time. She ran into her parents' room and found her mother on the floor. A vase laid broken on the floor beside her.
Fury burned through her like a fire, as she stared her father down. "What did you do?!" The man looked at her with anger. "Your mother is a WHORE!" He threw the whiskey bottle he had just drained at her mother. Her mother did not even move when the bottle hit her in the head. Selene noticed a pool of blood forming under her mother, and she lost control. The girl's eyes went crimson, fire formed in the girl's hand, dancing wildly. She sent the fire ball into her father's chest, and watched the flames consume him. She was entranced by the flames burning the man to ash, it was only when Selene could smell the smoke filling the air, did she move. She turned to see that flames began to travel across the house and ran up the stairs to her brother's room.
Selene grabbed her baby brother and draped a blanket over him, hoping to keep him from the flames and smoke. She held onto him tightly as she tried to navigate through the heat, and the suffocating fumes. She made it through the hallway as the flames licked up the walls. Shed moved down the stairs as quickly as she could but something caught the edge of the blanket. It had slipped down as she ran down the stairs. She tugged hard but it only pulled the blanket free of Tyler. She saw it caught fire and decided to leave it. She jumped the last two stairs and searched for a way out. The back door was farther away but the flames had not reached completely to it yet. She began to make her way towards it.
The ceiling caved in as the flames lapped at it. A weak beam came loose and fell to the floor in front of her. Flames shot up and blocked her path to the door. She could feel her brother struggling for breath. Selene knew she had to get out, now. She looked behind her, the path to the front door was completely engulfed. The girl coughed violently as the smoke finally started to take its toll. Selene looked around, but tears and smog blinded her. She fell to the ground at the weight of her brother and exhaustion. She coughed hard and held her brother. She looked down at him, his body was just too still. His face was at rest, as if he were completely at peace. Tears streamed down her face, flames licked around her and all she wanted was to be swallowed. Finally, sweet darkness took over.
When Selene woke days later, she was locked in a cell alone. A collar around her neck, was enough of a clue to know this was no ordinary prison. For two years that's were she lived. In a facility, as a lab rat for scientists and doctors wanting to create 'superior humans'.
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