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Hi, I'm Cori! I've been here a long time and roleplayed even longer. I can sometimes be sparse dues to being chronically ill but ideally I could write till the sun comes up! I love drama, violence, and darker themes.
At the moment my writing speed is about a reply every 1-3 days after setup, but I’m trying to do more often. I have been dropping out for a week or so often due to symptom flares, unfortunately. I'm learning to read myself better so I can give heads ups. My preferred length is around 2-4 paragraphs, especially since shorter replies make it easier for me to wrote through brain fog, though we can write a shit ton if you want.
I love violence, as said above! There's just about nothing that can be done to make me uncomfortable.
No fandoms. I'm good with being suggested other plots but only original character ones. Anything with monsters or killers will probably be loved by me!
Anyway, I'm in the mood to play a monster! Mc can be meaner or sweeter, seme/uke , in any of the plots; it's up to you!
At the moment my writing speed is about a reply every 1-3 days after setup, but I’m trying to do more often. I have been dropping out for a week or so often due to symptom flares, unfortunately. I'm learning to read myself better so I can give heads ups. My preferred length is around 2-4 paragraphs, especially since shorter replies make it easier for me to wrote through brain fog, though we can write a shit ton if you want.
I love violence, as said above! There's just about nothing that can be done to make me uncomfortable.
No fandoms. I'm good with being suggested other plots but only original character ones. Anything with monsters or killers will probably be loved by me!
Anyway, I'm in the mood to play a monster! Mc can be meaner or sweeter, seme/uke , in any of the plots; it's up to you!
•I want to play the harpy
Little is known about harpies. They nest far from human civilization, under heavy cover and guard. They migrate with birds, though said migrations can rarely be tracked for they're smart enough to never go the same route twice in a row. Their diet is varied, with occasional reports of sightings of individuals catching fish or swooping down on fruiting trees, likely similar to early humans though it's mostly speculation. Language is assumed, though confirmation of it is widely regarded as only rumored and has never been translated. That is to say: they're an enigma every biologist is intrigued by. The one thing that's known for certain, without any doubt or exception, is that they're social. Flocks as big as thirty have been reported, never under five.
Secretive, skittish, territorial, social: all of this made it all the odder when a camp ground shut down because of a harpy report. It'd been known to happen once or twice that a new camp ground unknowingly intruded on harpy territory and was violently reclaimed, but this wasn't that kind of situation. The camp ground was old. The harpy was alone. Alone, that was, save for an egg.
The camp ground closed to give the harpy enough time for the egg to hatch. It never did. It rotted, and the harpy left only long enough to dispose of it and return with more nesting material. The harpy laid another egg, and the camp stayed closed. One egg turned to two, two turned to five, and the harpy dedicated to an infertile nest grew malnourished from the toll it took on a body he was too busy to feed. For concern of the monster's health, a wildlife sanctuary was called.
Little is known about harpies. They nest far from human civilization, under heavy cover and guard. They migrate with birds, though said migrations can rarely be tracked for they're smart enough to never go the same route twice in a row. Their diet is varied, with occasional reports of sightings of individuals catching fish or swooping down on fruiting trees, likely similar to early humans though it's mostly speculation. Language is assumed, though confirmation of it is widely regarded as only rumored and has never been translated. That is to say: they're an enigma every biologist is intrigued by. The one thing that's known for certain, without any doubt or exception, is that they're social. Flocks as big as thirty have been reported, never under five.
Secretive, skittish, territorial, social: all of this made it all the odder when a camp ground shut down because of a harpy report. It'd been known to happen once or twice that a new camp ground unknowingly intruded on harpy territory and was violently reclaimed, but this wasn't that kind of situation. The camp ground was old. The harpy was alone. Alone, that was, save for an egg.
The camp ground closed to give the harpy enough time for the egg to hatch. It never did. It rotted, and the harpy left only long enough to dispose of it and return with more nesting material. The harpy laid another egg, and the camp stayed closed. One egg turned to two, two turned to five, and the harpy dedicated to an infertile nest grew malnourished from the toll it took on a body he was too busy to feed. For concern of the monster's health, a wildlife sanctuary was called.
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