I am your dog, Master.
Y/C is the young lord of a new estate, your estranged grandfather passed it onto you. Nothing too dubious it seems, apart from the lanky man in a Doberman mask whom seems too eager to destroy your personal space.
He then spouts theatrical nonsense about how your grandfather was a Mafioso and you are now the leader of a community of degenerates. Peculiar masked individuals bending to your whim but one in particular, M/C ; seems disinterested in taking anything seriously. Playfully mocking your new leadership he seems to indulge in fantasy over reason and boy does his insatiable lust for everything put you at odds. Y/C has to step up and be a leader everyone would fear, including domesticating the Doberman masked lunatic.
Your character can be a power top or a bottom. Either or works. This will be 60 plot 40 smut.
TAGS:
Plot driven.
Character development.
Psychosis.
Pet play. (Kinda)
BDSM.
Dub-con or noncon.
Consensual.
Blood.
Drama.
Gore. (NPC and some injuries etc)
Age gap. (18 plus)
Comedy.
Horror ish.
Frenemy.
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Devour my existence .
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Monster form and Two human forms.
Welcome little one...
M/C is a demonic presence, a nightmare...Y/C nightmare in particular. M/C is a parasitic demon whom feeds onto people for years, draining their happiness, wants and desires into themselves then once they have taken control of their worldly desires, they fuse and push the human soul into themselves as a snack; being reborn into humanity. M/C has currently got a form, one that he rathe enjoys. Though meeting Y/C at a highschool reunion he realizes that Y/C has known this body he has taken on prior; they used to be childhood friends. Now under a façade of the childhood friend he decides Y/C will be his new prey...But this time M/C seems to want to be around them a little while longer...
plot 70/ smut 30.
Tags:
Horror.
Psychological.
Fantasy.
Blood/Gore.
Yandere.
Demon.
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Y/C is the young lord of a new estate, your estranged grandfather passed it onto you. Nothing too dubious it seems, apart from the lanky man in a Doberman mask whom seems too eager to destroy your personal space.
He then spouts theatrical nonsense about how your grandfather was a Mafioso and you are now the leader of a community of degenerates. Peculiar masked individuals bending to your whim but one in particular, M/C ; seems disinterested in taking anything seriously. Playfully mocking your new leadership he seems to indulge in fantasy over reason and boy does his insatiable lust for everything put you at odds. Y/C has to step up and be a leader everyone would fear, including domesticating the Doberman masked lunatic.
Your character can be a power top or a bottom. Either or works. This will be 60 plot 40 smut.
TAGS:
Plot driven.
Character development.
Psychosis.
Pet play. (Kinda)
BDSM.
Dub-con or noncon.
Consensual.
Blood.
Drama.
Gore. (NPC and some injuries etc)
Age gap. (18 plus)
Comedy.
Horror ish.
Frenemy.
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Devour my existence .
.Monster form and Two human forms.
Welcome little one...
M/C is a demonic presence, a nightmare...Y/C nightmare in particular. M/C is a parasitic demon whom feeds onto people for years, draining their happiness, wants and desires into themselves then once they have taken control of their worldly desires, they fuse and push the human soul into themselves as a snack; being reborn into humanity. M/C has currently got a form, one that he rathe enjoys. Though meeting Y/C at a highschool reunion he realizes that Y/C has known this body he has taken on prior; they used to be childhood friends. Now under a façade of the childhood friend he decides Y/C will be his new prey...But this time M/C seems to want to be around them a little while longer...
plot 70/ smut 30.
Tags:
Horror.
Psychological.
Fantasy.
Blood/Gore.
Yandere.
Demon.
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"Do you love me?"
Tightening their grip, firm fingers digging into the flesh of the victims neck. Pulse quickening, rapid frantic gasps.
"I will say it again. Do you love me?"
Lips curling into an unsatisfied scowl. Fingers deepening their reach; the pulse dulling.
"...Tsk."
Ten fingers dug deep, itching into the flesh as the pulse finally succumbed to silence. Blood welling beneath dirty nails.
"I'll find someone else. A pity; I loved you the most."
Footsteps echo-
"Hey, I've called you for the last 50 seconds! Answer!"
A drop of a pen echoed throughout the silent, dark room. Scowling, the man stood up; his work would have to wait.
Shuffling forward his dirty bare feet pushing away debris of last months dinner. Light trailed through lifeless curtains as the sun illuminated the mans slumped back. Stumbling fingers unlocking a double barricaded door. Peering through towards the person standing before him; nothing more than his pestering landlord dressed to the nines, painted in clownish makeup.
"You haven't paid your rent. Again." Chewing each word, hand on hip she looked like the typical villain in a cartoon about a dysfunctional man with an inability to live like a real human. Perhaps a bit too on the nail there. Before he could speak the woman interrupted with a venomous twang to her words.
"If you don't pay up after you finish that... atrocious story, you will be kicked out." Interrupting him once more she smirked. "What are you even writing about now, that stupid story about the dog who turned out to be an alien - oh yeah, you don't do kids stories anymore after that -" Abruptly a door was slammed mere centimeters before her face, stopping her words. With a quick lock, the man slumped to the ground, hands covering his eyes, disheveled hair obscuring his vision. It wasn't a stupid story he was writting...it was his memoirs.
What the roleplay is about:
This is a story about a young man whom lost everything he loved and enjoyed, spiraling into a psychotic episode. He believes the world is a fantasy story, or more like a horror story with no repercussion. Killing by night and writing his "story" by day, he lives a secluded and boring "human" life. As he kills more and more he starts to think he's untouchable which evolves into a god complex, something he can't control.
The tropes:
Things I ask for in a roleplay partner:
My character:
"I fell in love once. Fuck. I truly did. I loved them."
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NAME: Finis Ayrton.
AGE: 27.
SEXUALITY: Pansexual.
BIO: Once a loving young man with a bright future.
It got fucked up.
The tropes:
- Gore/Murder/Blood.
- Romance or Friendship.
- Potential non con.
- Psychological.
- Drugs/Alcohol.
- Mental illness. (This character will have BPD and delusions. But both will be a bit overexaggerated)
Things I ask for in a roleplay partner:
- Please us anime FC.
- I want some substance to the plot, don't leave it bland. I want you to control what your character does, you can push the plot forwards.
- Your character must be male if romance - female if friendship. Nonbinary is also allowed but if it's sexual, state your parts.
- You can play a civilian, an old friend/acquaintance, a family member, a police officer/detective or perhaps another killer.
My character:
"I fell in love once. Fuck. I truly did. I loved them."
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NAME: Finis Ayrton.
AGE: 27.
SEXUALITY: Pansexual.
BIO: Once a loving young man with a bright future.
It got fucked up.
