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First attempt at making a request thread so bare with me. If I forget anything I'll probably come back and drop another post of Ps.! Such and such. Where to begin though?
Partner: I'm looking for a partner doesn't matter the sex really. I have various plots for various roles which will be explained later under all the rules and the character that I'll be displaying. I want my partner to be super fluent with me. When I mean fluent I mean tell me your ideas, twists, what you want to see, what you don't want to see. Your do's and don'ts. I want my partner to communicate with me in character and out of character. If you don't understand something please ask questions. If you want to add on please do ask! I ask that my partner be fluent in English/grammar. I am pretty shitty when it comes to spelling myself so I'm not a Nazi but please make it readable. I ask that my partner post a minimum of 4 paragraphs - 2 paragraphs if dialogue is involved. I myself write more more than four borderline Novella if I get really into it.
Basic Partner Requirements
1) Write a minimum of 4 paragraphs
2) Be fluent in English / grammar [ make it readable ]
3) Quality over Quantity
4) Communicate !!! Occ and IC !!!PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE
Ok. Ok. We got through the partner bit what's next?
My rules aren't long. I think their pretty short. I all ask for you to do is listen to me. Understand. Help with plotting. I made my character a certain way so please after everything don't go changing my character. The only thing I'll ask assistance of is building the plot / story.
[ DISPLAYING CHARACTER TIME ]
*Note: I'm a huge fan of editing. I like taking pictures and re-coloring them / editing them to make them appear like my character. Expect lots of edits especially if our characters form some type of close bond.
Below in the spoiler is the General Lore of My character. It goes from her father all the way to her creation. I combined one of my favorite mythos and a game a friend suggested to me. Hp Love craft and Warhammer. There are some elements of Darksiders here and there and maybe maybe a touch of Bloodborne. This character is centered heavily around Horror and thriller. Expect lots of gore, rape, pillaging. If you're good with jugging multiple characters, I would love to have you on board!
I said on board but these plots will be one on one's !
Great. Now that we have the character out of the way let's talk plots. These are in no particular order AHAH
Fall Of A King: Euota [ by all means give her nicknames through the story ] wants to dethrone a king and replace that king with a new king or become the king herself. Her goal in this is to create a large following that would absolve into a religion that's centered around her. A massive massive cult that kills in her name. We can do a lot more with this. Discuss further but the main goal is to overthrow a king AND create a religion with the new kingdom that's centered around Euota and the darkness she'll bring.
The White Walker: This is Euota's beginning essentially. In the lore it says she has to collect 10 souls - 10 skins in which her father uses that to create a proxy to send with her to the Warp. I want to role play out her coming into the world along with her collecting those 10 souls - 1o skins. Your character will be her first follower in which he'd help her collect the souls by either killing for her or bringing them to her to kill. This story will be extra exciting because there's smut in this one! Once she consumes the 10 souls - 10 skins she'll be a full blown beauty whose ready to experience the wonders of the world and that ultimately means creating a contract with your character through the act of sex.
Now to abide by the site rules , I'll have my character appear as 20 A trick of the mind! So as we role play you'll be seeing her dead mother's body but Euota won't be there. She'll be communicating with you mentally and when you bring her , her food all you'll see are tendrils and not the body!
Other plots are coming soon but for now I want to focus on the two above ^ . These need men but I'm open for woman on both plots. The overall goal of the character is world domination so more kings the better. Will there be smut? Euota won't smut unless your much more dominant then her. Your scare factor has to be bigger than hers and her scare factor is up there. The only time she'll engage in smut is on the " White Walker " story.
For those curious of how I write here is a writing example below~
Partner: I'm looking for a partner doesn't matter the sex really. I have various plots for various roles which will be explained later under all the rules and the character that I'll be displaying. I want my partner to be super fluent with me. When I mean fluent I mean tell me your ideas, twists, what you want to see, what you don't want to see. Your do's and don'ts. I want my partner to communicate with me in character and out of character. If you don't understand something please ask questions. If you want to add on please do ask! I ask that my partner be fluent in English/grammar. I am pretty shitty when it comes to spelling myself so I'm not a Nazi but please make it readable. I ask that my partner post a minimum of 4 paragraphs - 2 paragraphs if dialogue is involved. I myself write more more than four borderline Novella if I get really into it.
Basic Partner Requirements
1) Write a minimum of 4 paragraphs
2) Be fluent in English / grammar [ make it readable ]
3) Quality over Quantity
4) Communicate !!! Occ and IC !!!PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE
Ok. Ok. We got through the partner bit what's next?
My rules aren't long. I think their pretty short. I all ask for you to do is listen to me. Understand. Help with plotting. I made my character a certain way so please after everything don't go changing my character. The only thing I'll ask assistance of is building the plot / story.
[ DISPLAYING CHARACTER TIME ]
*Note: I'm a huge fan of editing. I like taking pictures and re-coloring them / editing them to make them appear like my character. Expect lots of edits especially if our characters form some type of close bond.
Below in the spoiler is the General Lore of My character. It goes from her father all the way to her creation. I combined one of my favorite mythos and a game a friend suggested to me. Hp Love craft and Warhammer. There are some elements of Darksiders here and there and maybe maybe a touch of Bloodborne. This character is centered heavily around Horror and thriller. Expect lots of gore, rape, pillaging. If you're good with jugging multiple characters, I would love to have you on board!
I said on board but these plots will be one on one's !
Inspirations: Hp Mythos / Warhammer / Darksiders / Bloodborne
[ General Lore ]
The Wendigo is the avatar of a power that's come down from the ages of forgotten gulfs of immemorial lore; this great Tornasuk is non other than Ithaqua himself , the Wind-Walker, and the very sight of him means a freezing and inescapable death for the unfortunate observer. Lord Ithaqua, perhaps the very greatest of the mythical air elemental's, made war against the Elder Gods in the Beginning, for which ultimate treason. He was banished to frozen Arctic and interplanetary heavens to 'Walk the Winds Forever' through fantastic cycles of time and to fill the Esquimaux with dread, eventually earning his terrified worship and his sacrifices. None but such worshipers may look upon Ithaqua - for others to see him is certain death! He is a dark outline against the sky, anthropomophic, a man-like yet bestial silhouette, striding both in low icy mists and high stratocumulus, gazing down upon the affairs of men with carmine stars for eyes!
...
Ithaqua is one of the Great Old Ones and appears as a horrifying giant with a roughly human shape and glowing red eyes. He has been reported from as far north as the Arctic to the Sub-Arctic, where Native Americans first encountered him. He is believed to prowl the Arctic waste, hunting down unwary travelers and slaying them in a gruesome fashion. He is believed to have inspired the Native American legend of the Wendigo and possibly the Yeti.
Ithaqua's cult is small, but he is greatly feared in the far north. Fearful denizens of Siberia and Alaska often leave sacrifices for Ithaqua—not as worship but as appeasement. Those who join his cult are granted immunity to extremely cold temperatures. He often uses Shantaks, a dragon-like "lesser race", as servitors.
Ithaqua figures prominently in Brian Lumley's Lovecraft-based Titus Crow series, ruling the ice-world of Borea. In Lumley's works, Ithaqua periodically treads the winds of space between Earth and Borea, bringing helpless victims back to Borea to worship him among its snowy wastes.
He frequently attempts to reproduce with humanoid females, hoping to create offspring which can surpass his own limitations, imposed by the elder gods, and so help free the rest of the great old ones. It is suggested that Ithaqua has the ulterior motive of desiring offspring to assuage his bitter loneliness, as he is the only one of his kind. None of his surviving offspring to date has accommodated him, all turning against him at some point.
...
Eventually Ithaqua achieved his desire, conceiving an offspring with a human woman named Nuet who was an albino female. Nuet was a Village Queen ; a huntress whose ability was beyond approach when it came to trapping and the use of spear's and bows. She held no magical prowess but was keen to praying to the old ones - ones that would listen. Ithaqua was one of the few who would listen and though his aim was to bare a legacy he was swooned by her pale features. The child was born in the most gruesome way possible in a snowy wasteland riddled with dense yet slim trees. The child itself clawed it's way through it's mother stomach's, ripping her mother apart and killing her. Such a ritual of birth changed the child's physique. Her hair that should have been black was now a dark green and her eyes that were supposed to be her mother's azure hue was now a ghostly white.
The creation itself was ungodly as her form was disfigured from the very beginning. The limbs were partially mended together, bones exposed from her thighs and midsection. Her ears were disgustingly lopsided, her mouth gaped ajar with the skins of her cheeks hollowed. She bore sharp canines and a split tongue. It wasn't till her first kill that her body began to grow - building itself properly. By her tenth kill she had taken a more complete form that resembled her mother though underneath the facade of beauty laid a monsterous creature who at any given moment would relinquish her human form for that of her fathers.
[ The Legacy ]
Going back into Ithaqua's lore. Ithaqua frequently attempted to reproduce with humanoid females, hoping to create an offspring which can surpass his own limitations, imposed by the elder gods, and so help free the rest of the great only ones. It was suggested that Ithaqua had ulterior motives of desiring an offspring to assuage his bitter loneliness, as he was the only one of his kind. Ithaqua thought to change this by ascending his spawn into 'something more'
The Legacy conceived from Ithaqua is a Great Old One [Elder God]. The Great Old Ones are a group of unique, malignant beings of great power. They reside in various locations on Earth, and once presided over the planet as gods and rulers. Ithaqua believed his offspring's failure - the constant situations to where none of his offspring's accommodated him, all turning against him was due to the fact that they understood what they were and sought a higher place. If they were a god just as their father was, what was the point of following under his rule. He was the one banished not them. Instead of residing in the wasteland with him they sought to be born fully into their rightful title as gods and rulers. This time Ithaqua would bury the fact that his child was an Elder God, creating a barrier / memory of ignorance - forcing the child to stay under his wing for further protection / direction.
[He doesn't want to be alone]
/ How does this work? /
Ithaqua introduces his child to the Chaos Gods, also called the Dark Gods or the Ruinous Powers. The Chaos Gods are powerful entities who inhabit and control the psychic dimension that underlies all physical reality known as the Immaterium or the Wrap, created and sustained by the emotions and collective desires of every sentient being of the material universe. When an emotion or belief grows strong enough, it becomes embodied one of the sentient denizens of the warp. Although they are god-like beings, the Dark Gods are by their nature monomaniacal and completely single-minded since they are formed entirely of a single emotion or concept. The Chaos Gods are dependent upon the emotions of mortal creatures, especially the hordes of humanity, for their power and continued existence. As a result, The Chaos Gods strive to convert all mortals to their worship and service so that they may ultimately dominate the universe.
Remember his child is an Elder God but due to his desire to sate his loneliness along with creating something 'BETTER' than him. Using the Chaos Gods he intended to take their concept and give it to his child. The child had already filled the part of being a powerful entity it just needed to be exposed to the raw chaos in which would intoxicate the child - changing it in a new different way.
After his child's birth and the collection of ten souls - ten skins , he created a proxy of himself to act as a guide /protector ; tossing them both into the Immaterium where it would rest for 10 years which in the mortal realm was roughly a month. During this time his child would change, pulling in the energy of the corrupted realm. The real Ithaqua who remained behind began to build an emotion by using his followers to enact the primal desires of man - Sin. Every day his follower's sin and everyday he festered their emotions and finally at the peak of their desires was a concept born. This concept was 'The primal nature of man' or in essence 'Sin'. This concept was given to his child through the proxy that was with her.
With much success his Legacy grew into something more. When his child returned home it was given the name Euota 'Breeder of Sin'.
Note: Euota 'Breeder of Sin' is not an actual Chaos God. She was not created by emotions / dreams / nightmares and did not form a consciousness. She only took the concept of a Chaos God. Using the raw chaos power as a virus to change her into something grossly similar. In essence evolving. She does grow in power through the actions and thoughts of mortal sins but she does not need it to survive. She can easily survive by killing - feeding off of mortals as her father does but Ithaqua wants more.
Because she took in the chaos of the Warp when her power expands, its influence and territory within the Warp's Realm of Chaos grows. As extensions , the appearance of her domain is formed upon the same emotion that she embodies.
Euota though haven taken the concept of a Chaos God does not give gifts and this is where her natural origin of being an Elder God heavily takes over. Elder God's do not bend to others will nor do they care of mortals or any other creatures. If Euota will give anything it will be death. You follow her on your own will or out of fear / lust. She is benelovent in situations but overall has the mentality as every other Elder God. 'This world was meant to be ruled.' 'This world will be destroyed' She is a tyrant who thinks of nothing else but her own agenda and by her father's will his own agenda.
[ General Lore ]
The Wendigo is the avatar of a power that's come down from the ages of forgotten gulfs of immemorial lore; this great Tornasuk is non other than Ithaqua himself , the Wind-Walker, and the very sight of him means a freezing and inescapable death for the unfortunate observer. Lord Ithaqua, perhaps the very greatest of the mythical air elemental's, made war against the Elder Gods in the Beginning, for which ultimate treason. He was banished to frozen Arctic and interplanetary heavens to 'Walk the Winds Forever' through fantastic cycles of time and to fill the Esquimaux with dread, eventually earning his terrified worship and his sacrifices. None but such worshipers may look upon Ithaqua - for others to see him is certain death! He is a dark outline against the sky, anthropomophic, a man-like yet bestial silhouette, striding both in low icy mists and high stratocumulus, gazing down upon the affairs of men with carmine stars for eyes!
...
Ithaqua is one of the Great Old Ones and appears as a horrifying giant with a roughly human shape and glowing red eyes. He has been reported from as far north as the Arctic to the Sub-Arctic, where Native Americans first encountered him. He is believed to prowl the Arctic waste, hunting down unwary travelers and slaying them in a gruesome fashion. He is believed to have inspired the Native American legend of the Wendigo and possibly the Yeti.
Ithaqua's cult is small, but he is greatly feared in the far north. Fearful denizens of Siberia and Alaska often leave sacrifices for Ithaqua—not as worship but as appeasement. Those who join his cult are granted immunity to extremely cold temperatures. He often uses Shantaks, a dragon-like "lesser race", as servitors.
Ithaqua figures prominently in Brian Lumley's Lovecraft-based Titus Crow series, ruling the ice-world of Borea. In Lumley's works, Ithaqua periodically treads the winds of space between Earth and Borea, bringing helpless victims back to Borea to worship him among its snowy wastes.
He frequently attempts to reproduce with humanoid females, hoping to create offspring which can surpass his own limitations, imposed by the elder gods, and so help free the rest of the great old ones. It is suggested that Ithaqua has the ulterior motive of desiring offspring to assuage his bitter loneliness, as he is the only one of his kind. None of his surviving offspring to date has accommodated him, all turning against him at some point.
...
Eventually Ithaqua achieved his desire, conceiving an offspring with a human woman named Nuet who was an albino female. Nuet was a Village Queen ; a huntress whose ability was beyond approach when it came to trapping and the use of spear's and bows. She held no magical prowess but was keen to praying to the old ones - ones that would listen. Ithaqua was one of the few who would listen and though his aim was to bare a legacy he was swooned by her pale features. The child was born in the most gruesome way possible in a snowy wasteland riddled with dense yet slim trees. The child itself clawed it's way through it's mother stomach's, ripping her mother apart and killing her. Such a ritual of birth changed the child's physique. Her hair that should have been black was now a dark green and her eyes that were supposed to be her mother's azure hue was now a ghostly white.
The creation itself was ungodly as her form was disfigured from the very beginning. The limbs were partially mended together, bones exposed from her thighs and midsection. Her ears were disgustingly lopsided, her mouth gaped ajar with the skins of her cheeks hollowed. She bore sharp canines and a split tongue. It wasn't till her first kill that her body began to grow - building itself properly. By her tenth kill she had taken a more complete form that resembled her mother though underneath the facade of beauty laid a monsterous creature who at any given moment would relinquish her human form for that of her fathers.
[ The Legacy ]
Going back into Ithaqua's lore. Ithaqua frequently attempted to reproduce with humanoid females, hoping to create an offspring which can surpass his own limitations, imposed by the elder gods, and so help free the rest of the great only ones. It was suggested that Ithaqua had ulterior motives of desiring an offspring to assuage his bitter loneliness, as he was the only one of his kind. Ithaqua thought to change this by ascending his spawn into 'something more'
The Legacy conceived from Ithaqua is a Great Old One [Elder God]. The Great Old Ones are a group of unique, malignant beings of great power. They reside in various locations on Earth, and once presided over the planet as gods and rulers. Ithaqua believed his offspring's failure - the constant situations to where none of his offspring's accommodated him, all turning against him was due to the fact that they understood what they were and sought a higher place. If they were a god just as their father was, what was the point of following under his rule. He was the one banished not them. Instead of residing in the wasteland with him they sought to be born fully into their rightful title as gods and rulers. This time Ithaqua would bury the fact that his child was an Elder God, creating a barrier / memory of ignorance - forcing the child to stay under his wing for further protection / direction.
[He doesn't want to be alone]
/ How does this work? /
Ithaqua introduces his child to the Chaos Gods, also called the Dark Gods or the Ruinous Powers. The Chaos Gods are powerful entities who inhabit and control the psychic dimension that underlies all physical reality known as the Immaterium or the Wrap, created and sustained by the emotions and collective desires of every sentient being of the material universe. When an emotion or belief grows strong enough, it becomes embodied one of the sentient denizens of the warp. Although they are god-like beings, the Dark Gods are by their nature monomaniacal and completely single-minded since they are formed entirely of a single emotion or concept. The Chaos Gods are dependent upon the emotions of mortal creatures, especially the hordes of humanity, for their power and continued existence. As a result, The Chaos Gods strive to convert all mortals to their worship and service so that they may ultimately dominate the universe.
Remember his child is an Elder God but due to his desire to sate his loneliness along with creating something 'BETTER' than him. Using the Chaos Gods he intended to take their concept and give it to his child. The child had already filled the part of being a powerful entity it just needed to be exposed to the raw chaos in which would intoxicate the child - changing it in a new different way.
After his child's birth and the collection of ten souls - ten skins , he created a proxy of himself to act as a guide /protector ; tossing them both into the Immaterium where it would rest for 10 years which in the mortal realm was roughly a month. During this time his child would change, pulling in the energy of the corrupted realm. The real Ithaqua who remained behind began to build an emotion by using his followers to enact the primal desires of man - Sin. Every day his follower's sin and everyday he festered their emotions and finally at the peak of their desires was a concept born. This concept was 'The primal nature of man' or in essence 'Sin'. This concept was given to his child through the proxy that was with her.
With much success his Legacy grew into something more. When his child returned home it was given the name Euota 'Breeder of Sin'.
Note: Euota 'Breeder of Sin' is not an actual Chaos God. She was not created by emotions / dreams / nightmares and did not form a consciousness. She only took the concept of a Chaos God. Using the raw chaos power as a virus to change her into something grossly similar. In essence evolving. She does grow in power through the actions and thoughts of mortal sins but she does not need it to survive. She can easily survive by killing - feeding off of mortals as her father does but Ithaqua wants more.
Because she took in the chaos of the Warp when her power expands, its influence and territory within the Warp's Realm of Chaos grows. As extensions , the appearance of her domain is formed upon the same emotion that she embodies.
Euota though haven taken the concept of a Chaos God does not give gifts and this is where her natural origin of being an Elder God heavily takes over. Elder God's do not bend to others will nor do they care of mortals or any other creatures. If Euota will give anything it will be death. You follow her on your own will or out of fear / lust. She is benelovent in situations but overall has the mentality as every other Elder God. 'This world was meant to be ruled.' 'This world will be destroyed' She is a tyrant who thinks of nothing else but her own agenda and by her father's will his own agenda.
[ CREATURES ]
Shantaks - A dragon-like "lesser race", as servitors
Gnophkehs - The Gnophkehs are a fictional race in the Cthulhu Mythos, they are humanoid cannibals described as being covered in coarse, matted hair with large protruding ears and proboscidean noses.
Great Old One [Elder God] - The Great Old Ones are a group of unique, malignant beings of great power. They reside in various locations on Earth, and once presided over the planet as gods and rulers.
The Chaos Gods are powerful entities who inhabit and control the psychic dimension that underlies all physical reality known as the Immaterium or the Wrap, created and sustained by the emotions and collective desires of every sentient being of the material universe. When an emotion or belief grows strong enough, it becomes embodied one of the sentient denizens of the warp. Although they are god-like beings, the Dark Gods are by their nature monomaniacal and completely single-minded since they are formed entirely of a single emotion or concept. The Chaos Gods are dependent upon the emotions of mortal creatures, especially the hordes of humanity, for their power and continued existence. As a result, The Chaos Gods strive to convert all mortals to their worship and service so that they may ultimately dominate the universe.
[ LOCATIONS ]
Boreas - Arctic wasteland. A frozen realm. Aside from its endless expanses of snow and ice, the only known feature in the frigid realm is The Dark Fortress, which is inhabited purely by Euota and Ithaqua.
Arctic Circle
Immaterium - Warp : he Immaterium (also referred to as the Empyrean, the Aether, the Sea of Souls, the Realm of Chaos, Warpspace or most commonly, the Warp) is an alternate dimension of purely psychic energy that echoes and underlies the familiar four dimensions of the material universe. It is the source of all psychic powers and known instances of so-called "sorcery" or "magic" as well as the home dimension of the Chaos Gods and their myriad daemonic servants. In fact, the terms "Chaos" and "the Warp" are often used interchangeably by those aware of their existence within the Imperium of Man. Superficially, the Immaterium is Mankind's solution to the problem of faster-than-light travel. This function as an FTL medium for interstellar travel is achieved because the Immaterium is an extradimensional domain of pure psychic energy, with voidcraft navigating between its currents, as in an ocean.
The psychic energy that makes up the Immaterium is believed to be the direct result of the existence of sentience in the universe, in particular the intelligent species of the Milky Way Galaxy. Considered to be a dark reflection of the material universe, the Warp is an ocean of chaotic psychic energy, raw emotion given physical form. Stirred by strong emotion and action, the Immaterium is the true Realm of Chaos, home to the Dark Gods who comprise the Ruinous Powers and their legions of daemonic followers. The Immaterium is also rumoured by many cultures, human and xenos alike, to be the final resting place of the spirits of the dead, and therefore can be considered the "Underworld"
Shantaks - A dragon-like "lesser race", as servitors
Gnophkehs - The Gnophkehs are a fictional race in the Cthulhu Mythos, they are humanoid cannibals described as being covered in coarse, matted hair with large protruding ears and proboscidean noses.
Great Old One [Elder God] - The Great Old Ones are a group of unique, malignant beings of great power. They reside in various locations on Earth, and once presided over the planet as gods and rulers.
The Chaos Gods are powerful entities who inhabit and control the psychic dimension that underlies all physical reality known as the Immaterium or the Wrap, created and sustained by the emotions and collective desires of every sentient being of the material universe. When an emotion or belief grows strong enough, it becomes embodied one of the sentient denizens of the warp. Although they are god-like beings, the Dark Gods are by their nature monomaniacal and completely single-minded since they are formed entirely of a single emotion or concept. The Chaos Gods are dependent upon the emotions of mortal creatures, especially the hordes of humanity, for their power and continued existence. As a result, The Chaos Gods strive to convert all mortals to their worship and service so that they may ultimately dominate the universe.
[ LOCATIONS ]
Boreas - Arctic wasteland. A frozen realm. Aside from its endless expanses of snow and ice, the only known feature in the frigid realm is The Dark Fortress, which is inhabited purely by Euota and Ithaqua.
Arctic Circle
Immaterium - Warp : he Immaterium (also referred to as the Empyrean, the Aether, the Sea of Souls, the Realm of Chaos, Warpspace or most commonly, the Warp) is an alternate dimension of purely psychic energy that echoes and underlies the familiar four dimensions of the material universe. It is the source of all psychic powers and known instances of so-called "sorcery" or "magic" as well as the home dimension of the Chaos Gods and their myriad daemonic servants. In fact, the terms "Chaos" and "the Warp" are often used interchangeably by those aware of their existence within the Imperium of Man. Superficially, the Immaterium is Mankind's solution to the problem of faster-than-light travel. This function as an FTL medium for interstellar travel is achieved because the Immaterium is an extradimensional domain of pure psychic energy, with voidcraft navigating between its currents, as in an ocean.
The psychic energy that makes up the Immaterium is believed to be the direct result of the existence of sentience in the universe, in particular the intelligent species of the Milky Way Galaxy. Considered to be a dark reflection of the material universe, the Warp is an ocean of chaotic psychic energy, raw emotion given physical form. Stirred by strong emotion and action, the Immaterium is the true Realm of Chaos, home to the Dark Gods who comprise the Ruinous Powers and their legions of daemonic followers. The Immaterium is also rumoured by many cultures, human and xenos alike, to be the final resting place of the spirits of the dead, and therefore can be considered the "Underworld"
Great. Now that we have the character out of the way let's talk plots. These are in no particular order AHAH
Fall Of A King: Euota [ by all means give her nicknames through the story ] wants to dethrone a king and replace that king with a new king or become the king herself. Her goal in this is to create a large following that would absolve into a religion that's centered around her. A massive massive cult that kills in her name. We can do a lot more with this. Discuss further but the main goal is to overthrow a king AND create a religion with the new kingdom that's centered around Euota and the darkness she'll bring.
The White Walker: This is Euota's beginning essentially. In the lore it says she has to collect 10 souls - 10 skins in which her father uses that to create a proxy to send with her to the Warp. I want to role play out her coming into the world along with her collecting those 10 souls - 1o skins. Your character will be her first follower in which he'd help her collect the souls by either killing for her or bringing them to her to kill. This story will be extra exciting because there's smut in this one! Once she consumes the 10 souls - 10 skins she'll be a full blown beauty whose ready to experience the wonders of the world and that ultimately means creating a contract with your character through the act of sex.
Now to abide by the site rules , I'll have my character appear as 20 A trick of the mind! So as we role play you'll be seeing her dead mother's body but Euota won't be there. She'll be communicating with you mentally and when you bring her , her food all you'll see are tendrils and not the body!
Other plots are coming soon but for now I want to focus on the two above ^ . These need men but I'm open for woman on both plots. The overall goal of the character is world domination so more kings the better. Will there be smut? Euota won't smut unless your much more dominant then her. Your scare factor has to be bigger than hers and her scare factor is up there. The only time she'll engage in smut is on the " White Walker " story.
For those curious of how I write here is a writing example below~
A rough grumble sounded from the pits of a darkened alley way. "Let em go Ash. This is not the time nor the place." The command was stern but not stern enough. The digital 'click' that beeped from the mans watch was the trigger for an unhappy ending. With an audible snap the victims bones cracked, soft flesh melting between Ashton's fingers as she slowly let the man's body slip from her hold. "Ashton..." A click of the tongue showed her distaste for the disappointed call out. It wasn't her fault? The man felt the need to step to her. Ask her name, her size. He tried to dazzle her with his guns, his biceps...so poorly exercised. If he hadn't touched her he would have gotten away with a broken wrist but instead he wanted to press an unwelcoming issue. Ashton without much care for the living or the dead snagged what little money he had. A dollar was a good sell during these times especially with creds being so hard to come by. If you sold a few of these to the right man your life would be set for a year or two.
"Ashton." Ashton swiped once more for the mans remaining creds and anything of value. Time was of the essence and she had already squandered thirty minutes of it dealing with a punk with no name. She couldn't help it of course. Situations like these were bad habits to break. Even when she was with Marcus. After his disappearance she attempted to change her image. Swing more toward the boyish side of town. Even her mannerisms changed. Ashton was rough around the edges. She'd shove her hands in her pockets, hunched over just a tad, and with every aggravated bone in her body click her teeth enough for you to feel that wet spit. She'd hack up a whole entire lung to have herself be heard and even throw objects about in hopes to displease people with a fake tantrum. Even now she chose to display an unruly behavior. "We're going to be late thanks to your side piece. Shape up or I'll be benching you for the duration of the mission." Ashton gave another aggravated huff as she kept her head in between her high collar.
What was the big deal? The moment they turned the corner they were already there - 'Neon Parrot'. "Oh its the problem child again." The barkeep gave a devilish grin toward the walking time bomb. The man in front gave a nervous chuckle as he looked over his shoulder to make sure she was being well behaved. "Both in and out. I'll be needing the scheduled drinks for later." "Are you going to have her come and get it." The man gave a weary chuckle as he watched her brows furrow in disgust. By some odd reason she kept quite and it was a good thing too. The meeting was only three steps away and if she did one bad thing, one little slip up; they'd throw em out. The man in front knew this and without much hesitation grabbed hold of Ashton's sleeve and drug her toward the back. Her appearance wasn't exactly subtle, no thanks to the metal veil that clanked when jostled. The arrived had already looked toward the door to find an odd duo that didn't at all fit the description. The man in front was Benjamin Cross. He was a lanky feller who was practically burrowed beneath his own trench coat. He wasn't as tall as the other and his hair was matted into a a spiked style. He had one prosthetic eye and the other partially blown out. When he stood, he didn't stand like a man of power would. Instead he stood like a man with money.
Ashton on the other hand fit the bill of the establishment. She wasn't a tall female but she wasn't short either. She had a well endowed figure, almost that of a thick hourglass. She didn't have any thigh gaps or any of those slender stick legs. She was a full blown woman for being 21. Her attire wasn't at all modest and if anything only polished her assets; putting them on stage for everyone to see. Her clothes? Suffocating. They clung to her like a man clung to a fresh unbroken cunt. She was exposed with nothing but a obsidian bra as a shirt and the same hue for her short shorts. She wore knee high stockings with combat boots that had that fresh leathery smell. Her jacket was long sleeved but like many within this pub, she kept them scrunched up over her elbows. Her style of hair gave off the rebellious attitude. Her black slick mohawk screaming for a bad time. Her braided sides making her come of as a lesbian but her plump lips were designated for only one thing. When she drug out one of the chairs located near the middle table, her breast jiggled from her aggression. Her tongue yet again clicking as Benjamin made his way to the front.
"I apologize for the tardiness. We had a little...mix up but that's over and done with. I've gathered you here today for a Job. This job will be the biggest you've ever encountered. Whats the prize money?" Benjamin lifted his hand to rub his index and thumb together. "You want a dollar amount?" Benjamin gave a soft chuckle as he dropped his hand. "I'll give you something better. World Conquest. Shutting the system down. Going completely dark. The tower, the main sector? Yours. The buildings, the creds, the woman, the drugs? Yours. Money can't buy you that but blood can. The job is simple. You all act as my shields, my guns, my militia. You take me and her " Benjamin pointed toward Ashton who had already kicked up her feet on top of the table. "Into the main sector. Get us to the Capital, the biggest monument there and get us in. After that your job is done and within seconds the main sector is yours for the taking. Tell me. You ever wounder what rich pussy taste like? I'm keen on finding out."
"Ashton." Ashton swiped once more for the mans remaining creds and anything of value. Time was of the essence and she had already squandered thirty minutes of it dealing with a punk with no name. She couldn't help it of course. Situations like these were bad habits to break. Even when she was with Marcus. After his disappearance she attempted to change her image. Swing more toward the boyish side of town. Even her mannerisms changed. Ashton was rough around the edges. She'd shove her hands in her pockets, hunched over just a tad, and with every aggravated bone in her body click her teeth enough for you to feel that wet spit. She'd hack up a whole entire lung to have herself be heard and even throw objects about in hopes to displease people with a fake tantrum. Even now she chose to display an unruly behavior. "We're going to be late thanks to your side piece. Shape up or I'll be benching you for the duration of the mission." Ashton gave another aggravated huff as she kept her head in between her high collar.
What was the big deal? The moment they turned the corner they were already there - 'Neon Parrot'. "Oh its the problem child again." The barkeep gave a devilish grin toward the walking time bomb. The man in front gave a nervous chuckle as he looked over his shoulder to make sure she was being well behaved. "Both in and out. I'll be needing the scheduled drinks for later." "Are you going to have her come and get it." The man gave a weary chuckle as he watched her brows furrow in disgust. By some odd reason she kept quite and it was a good thing too. The meeting was only three steps away and if she did one bad thing, one little slip up; they'd throw em out. The man in front knew this and without much hesitation grabbed hold of Ashton's sleeve and drug her toward the back. Her appearance wasn't exactly subtle, no thanks to the metal veil that clanked when jostled. The arrived had already looked toward the door to find an odd duo that didn't at all fit the description. The man in front was Benjamin Cross. He was a lanky feller who was practically burrowed beneath his own trench coat. He wasn't as tall as the other and his hair was matted into a a spiked style. He had one prosthetic eye and the other partially blown out. When he stood, he didn't stand like a man of power would. Instead he stood like a man with money.
Ashton on the other hand fit the bill of the establishment. She wasn't a tall female but she wasn't short either. She had a well endowed figure, almost that of a thick hourglass. She didn't have any thigh gaps or any of those slender stick legs. She was a full blown woman for being 21. Her attire wasn't at all modest and if anything only polished her assets; putting them on stage for everyone to see. Her clothes? Suffocating. They clung to her like a man clung to a fresh unbroken cunt. She was exposed with nothing but a obsidian bra as a shirt and the same hue for her short shorts. She wore knee high stockings with combat boots that had that fresh leathery smell. Her jacket was long sleeved but like many within this pub, she kept them scrunched up over her elbows. Her style of hair gave off the rebellious attitude. Her black slick mohawk screaming for a bad time. Her braided sides making her come of as a lesbian but her plump lips were designated for only one thing. When she drug out one of the chairs located near the middle table, her breast jiggled from her aggression. Her tongue yet again clicking as Benjamin made his way to the front.
"I apologize for the tardiness. We had a little...mix up but that's over and done with. I've gathered you here today for a Job. This job will be the biggest you've ever encountered. Whats the prize money?" Benjamin lifted his hand to rub his index and thumb together. "You want a dollar amount?" Benjamin gave a soft chuckle as he dropped his hand. "I'll give you something better. World Conquest. Shutting the system down. Going completely dark. The tower, the main sector? Yours. The buildings, the creds, the woman, the drugs? Yours. Money can't buy you that but blood can. The job is simple. You all act as my shields, my guns, my militia. You take me and her " Benjamin pointed toward Ashton who had already kicked up her feet on top of the table. "Into the main sector. Get us to the Capital, the biggest monument there and get us in. After that your job is done and within seconds the main sector is yours for the taking. Tell me. You ever wounder what rich pussy taste like? I'm keen on finding out."
