MxF I don't care we bake or cook but we need a story!

[Kalaboks]

Long story short, I'm 32 year old straight male with the occupation of a chef, have been roleplaying close to 10 years in similar settings as on this forum. If you've been around for a while, we might have bumped into each other on some other site. As far as I remember, my other nicknames have been BronzMamba and CrimsonLion. I live in Latvia so GMT+3 when it comes to my time zone. I tend to sleep at night, so for those from the States, you can be rather sure I will be waking up as you head to bed. So, back and forth can be somewhat difficult. This has left me mostly enjoying a bit more long form replies. I would say starting from 3+ paragraphs. Unless it is some very important dialogue/action sequence section in the story that requires for less. w

I do like smut in my stories as long as it is purposeful and keeps moving things along, not just sandwiched between weak excuses to go back to another lewd scene. I can say the exact same thing for violence and gore. I have no real limits as far as I know, but it has to make some sense in the confines of the story. I heavily lean towards the dominant side when it comes to my character's sexuality, but depending on the plot, I can be swayed to reconsider that... maybe.

I don't tend to keep a schedule; I write daily until I need a mental break, and then I can disappear for a day, week, or a month. Depending on my mental state. I do like OOC chat, so even if I am not replying to the stories, I will most likely reply to those if you write to me even when I'm "gone". Saying that I don't mind waiting for a reply as long as I know it's coming eventually. If you're not feeling a story, be a grown-up and try to fix the problem, or at the very least, say that you're done with it.

By this point, I consider this basic etiquet, so if you're a veteran, you might not need to read this bit, but basically this section is deal breakers under any circumstances when it comes to writing with me.

• Writing in any other person than 3rd.
• One-liners.
• Heavy God modding.
• OOC messages/comments in the thread.
• Spontaneous time skips.

This next bit is where most people write down pairing, but I like plot bunnies better, if one of these ideas catch your eye, we can work together to make a story that is OURS around it with a fitting pairing. I'm kinda all over the place when it comes to my desires, so it helps me if you know what you want ;)

1. He gained her loyalty, affection, and even her love. Now he was going to use it to make her as corrupt and ugly on the inside as he was, then they truly would be made for each other. Can he get what he wants without losing her faith in him?
2. Demons are not supposed to be pets, so why is this girl jerking one around like it was her pet doggy, knowing all too well he would bite her head off if he was given a single chance?
3. She knows how he has felt for her ever since they attended school together. Back then, she used every opportunity to push him away, to humiliate him, to bully him, but now... he is her only hope.
4. Your favorite childhood story has turned sour... is it Dystopian Disney or Fear-filled fairytale? It used to be sweet and innocent, but look how we have corrupted it now.
5. YC has a crush on the father figure in her life. But can he even see her as anything else than the kid when they met years ago? What does she have to do to be noticed as a woman?

Thank you for reading through my RT, you are pretty awesome :)


I'm going to be using this thread to put down some of my more fleshed-out plot ideas in the future. I have many, but it takes so much time to put them down properly!

 

[Kalaboks]

So this one has been in the works for a while, so there has been quite a bit of world-building done for it. It's a werewolf story, so if you're not interested in a lycanthropy-based high fantasy story, you can skip right by. This story will involve dark themes, both sexual and violent.

Spoiler: The Lore

The curse of Lycantropy was brought down on the world by an ancient coven of witches, men who turn to beasts, craving the blood of other supernatural beings. Losing all semblance of control on a full moon, hunting for Vampires and Fairies, and everything in between. Brought out by supernatural forces to guarantee that one day humans would reign supreme.

If there was any supernatural being that wasn't a werewolf left by the twentieth century, they had to be hiding in a pocket dimension of sorts. But the curse had morphed with the centuries as well. Descendants of the cursed hunters had watered down the curse, now living in packs like wolves, led by Apha's the few of them that still could tap into the incredible force of their forefathers. There were two ways to become one, either by a wolf's own strength of character, willpower, and often powerful desire to lead their kind and the other was pulling another Alphas heart out of their chest and devouring it while it still beat. Some of the strongest Alphas possessed abilities far beyond being just a beast. Supernatural regeneration that would seal their wounds as fast as they could be opened, seers seeing into the future, ones that could change dreams of those they visited during sleeping hours. While the ones who took it by force would plunder the power of the Alpha before them. The ones who plundered never measured up to the original. But both kinds of Alphas carried a new aspect of a curse. Once they ascended, they could not reproduce. And that's why there were no lineages that ruled over packs for centuries. As an Alpha passed often their packs scattered, joining other ones, or a new Alpha among them emerged through hardships and desire to protect those they love.

There was just one exception... Klauss was an Alpha no wolf liked to talk about. He harbored some kind of dark power that allowed him to feed on the life force of others; he was the only one who could take more than one power at a time. The only one who had even learned to cheat death, having led his pack for more than 200 years, he was the evil their kind once fought against. He would travel the world with his pack of plunderers, each one holding the power of an Alpha given to them by Klauss himself. No one knew what exactly had happened on the night besides Klauss attacking yet another pack wanting the life force of their Alpha. That night, the full moon had turned red; every werewolf in the world had felt it, the primal terror of a predator so terrifying that no chance of standing up to him existed. No one knew the true identity of who had awakened this horrible power, but the fights had taken place, trees had been pulled out of the ground with whole roots, and the remains of his victims found there were just bits, sometimes a single limb, or scattered pieces of a face. Klauss somehow survived, losing his entire pack on that night, along with his arm. That was the night the legend of the Big Bad Wolf was born. The night when he ripped to shreds more than a hundred of his own pack mates and Klaus's subordinates alike. No one but Klauss had survived the night. Mothers scare their children with the story, telling them that plunderers always get found by the big bad wolf in the end.

There were rumors that Big Bad still lived in those same forests, somewhere deep in the wilderness of Canada. Klauss didn't even dare step foot in that country, having spent the last twenty-five years rebuilding what he had relatively nearby in the United States. Now, as violent and cruel as he ever had been.

Spoiler: Her backstory

Your character was born on the night of the red moon, blessed by the spirit of Freya, giving her power that awakened once in millennia. As she grew up, she had no clue this was the case; she had a happy childhood, spending her days with her large family, their pack having countless cousins and uncles/aunts in it. Everything changed a few weeks after she turned 13, and she had her first period. That's when a few males of the pack members who were not related to her by blood started to act weird. Following her, observing her from a distance, dropping lewd comments around her that would make them ashamed of themselves once their head would clear. It was like her scent, her presence would make the werewolf of the opposite gender loose their minds. The older she got, the worse it was. When she was fifteen, after her first kiss, the boy lost all semblance of himself, turning into a predator the moment their lips parted. She had managed to overpower him. When she turned sixteen, the first attack happened. One of the pack members dies in the attack from the confused feral werewolf looking for her. That's when their own Alpha figured out who she was. The blessing of Freya... something she never would have referred to as a blessing. She had the power to bear a child of any Alpha, no matter how strong, giving birth to a new kind of monster. One as powerful as the first lycanthropes, and one as violent as well. Impregnating her ensured an Alpha's dominance over the rest of his kind. Their leader decides the girl will have to bear his child once she turns 18... after that, they were not a part of a pack anymore. Their parents took on a run with a few others of their family. She learned to mask her scent, to be careful where she would go to the bathroom, made sure to never leave anything with her scent behind. She drank only from flasks. Covered her skin in dubious amounts of perfume. And someone still always found her wanting to claim her by force. As the years passed, one by one, the men in her family fell to the predators. The only reason she kept running was because of her mothers belief that there was her one true mate out there same as it had been for her. Eventually, Klauss caught a rumor of her existence, and ever since then, his goons have been trying to catch them. Seemingly always on their tracks. Killing anyone who tried to protect her one by one. By the time she had turned 25 she was alone. Knowing very well if she accepted someones help they would end up just like her family had, just like her mother and father, dying over her 'blessing' what kind of blessing was being a bitch every monster out there wanted to hunt down and claim. It was a fucking curse. Alone and desperate, she came up with an unusual plan of revenge. She wanted Klauss dead, and there was only one out there who could grant her the wish. The only one out there who hated Klauss as much as she did, if not more, and also the only one with the power to stop him. She decided to go seek out Big Bad Wolf, to see if he was willing to make a deal... her for Klauses' life.

Now, for the Big Bad Wolf what I had in mind was a man who is somewhat like a werewolf equivalent of Bruce Banner and Hulk. Holding a power within he can't control himself, he just knows it's not good when it takes over. Instead of finding a monster, she will find a lonely and deep-down scared man that eventually will restore her fate in the humanity of a werewolf. He is the mate her mother had wished for her, and seemingly the only one who isn't affected by her curse, or at least the only one outside of her blood relatives who seems to show no proof of being affected by it. I would like to introduce the character as we start the RP to keep some intrigue for you :P