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I'm writing this instead of writing a fanfiction I need to figure out the ending to.
Brief synopsis:
Brief synopsis:
I'm a dull dumb stupid writer who's trying to make worlds and interesting characters-- and maybe if I do that I can explain my traumas properly to my therapist. (my therapist is me in my own head.) I do like a good roleplay partner as companion for the journey. I like talking about the macabre and the press and pull of human nature that often leads to conflicts or interesting relationships. I like writing about wars and sex. I don't think you need thorough explanation; if you like my prompts and my vibe then write me. If you don't then SCRAM, kid.
Fetishistically you might find that a lot of my roleplay fiction skewers toward the concepts of non-con and in my history of roleplaying have often played the submissive role. I don't need it though, and have found it less necessary as climax to the subject matter over the years. I like talking about the most extreme sides of relationships, conflict, and emotionally charged sex.
Looking for:
Genre: Realism, Traditional Fantasy, Weird Fantasy, fucking Spaghetti Westerns (I will eat up any genre so long as the conversations to be had within it interest me.)
Pairings: MxF is what only what I mostly sink teeth into, but I can get 'creative' and stretch the boundaries to any definition. I've written lesbian fanfic that was decent sooo... Not every roleplay must have the dynamic of a girl with a wet dress crouched underneath a masculine forest monster with me.
Story/Smut: Depends. I will only say that a well-placed sniper shot is much more effective than firing blanks in the dark.
Post Length: So long as we are active and engaged, whatever floats your fancy. I usually do 4-5 paragraphs per post. Sometimes less, sometimes more. Also I need to THINK about roleplays before I rush to writing them.
I. NOCTURNE'S RAZOR (kinda noir, supernatural, morally complicated characters, rising tensions.)
In 1744 a secret order of superstitious intellectuals and other participating members of the ‘upper crust’ vow to protect their land of upper Europe against the entire litter of theorized supernatural evils- calling themselves the Prima Nocturne Society. It was mostly a Boys’ Club. After a century long drought of unsuccessful ventures which mostly lead to the more… traditional witch trials, the secret society has no unordinary accounts of banshees or spirits, or monstrous femme fatales hiding in the dark in their ledgers. In 1965, three men (Y/C) who are inheritors of the PNS organization, manage to capture the genuine article-- Christmas (she goes by Cass, or anything else really.) Beaumont (M/C), who claims to be the last living vampire in the entire world.
They detain her in old defunct PNS headquarters, an old mansion in the hills coastside of Gothenburg, and look to their forefather’s words of wisdom on how to prosecute a suspected member of the supernatural community. The only problem? The Prima Nocturne Society has no rules, for they’ve captured no vampires. And the women they burned, God rest their souls, had no signs of supernatural capability other than an “enhanced wit.” according to P.H. Martinhouser.
Morally, statistically, legally the rules have abandoned the trio. So quietly, they plot the murder of their captive. But is that… 'the right thing to do?' they debate.
Now; they have a being of supreme capability in their custody, and every night she grows hungrier for blood. Each night grows more intense as they interface with the wily Vampire. Proper solutions seem more distant as they argue, shout, and brawl about what to do next.
metatextual ramblings:
- Really, this one is about the potential to do some cool occult-fantasy worldbuilding surrounding an emotionally charged hostage scenario. You can choose to play all three PNS members, or just stick to one and the other two can operate as side characters. I don't have an objective finale for how everything turns out, so I'd say the mystery of what the fuck to do with a powerful vampire is on your hands.
(kink potentials include: rape, group sex, bdsm, unlikely romance.)
II. SCARLET SIXFOLD (a karmic mystery about consummation, a hollowing of the painting’s focused subject.)
An investigative journalist (Y/C) becomes infatuated with a newly discovered painting by Francisco Goya posthumously titled ‘The Scarlet.’ The figure painting is housed in an art institute in Bruges, where analysts cannot agree on the subject itself-- all they can shake upon is the shades of paint used for color.
Most agree that the center of the image appears to contour the outline of a woman, who sports a hue of red in her skin. (Or is that her dress which is red? And the rest of her skin sports a healthy pallor?)
Most say the subject is a beautiful young woman. (although some debate that she is depicted too vaguely to tell, coffeecakepieces, the username of a popular pop culture blogger commented at the end of her article that: “she looks a lot like my mother.”)
(Y/C) has a digital copy of the painting. He looks at the faux-print every night. He’s supposed to write an article about it for the newsfeeds in America but he can’t figure out how to tackle it. How do you put something into a boring black and white type set when it’s so multifaceted and infinite? It’s when news arrives that the centerpiece of so much intrigue has been stolen that he dips into vacation time and flies to Europe. A coworker, (M/C) a burgeoning art student is compelled to come along. Well, she’s also a tad concerned with her work associate-- who she has a major crush on.
metatextual ramblings:
- A fun mystery with social intrigue. Our central characters trying to race to the bottom of the well for answers, everyone else with the same means and ends. The nature of your character's obsession with the painting is yours to decide, although as planned initially there is something nefarious that surrounds the paintings nature he is actively being consumed by. I would say look at the painting as analogue for covering up a weakness with a vice.
(kink potenials include: weird romance, jealous partners, possession, hate sex.)
III. Better Angels (discussions of war and fantasy worldbuilding to be had, themes of sacrifice and martyrdom)
A nation groomed for cutting makes quick tender out of its own neighbors. Boys became bandits in helm in the Hikit Battalions, proficient with running swords through backs while their war machines blow heated fires through houses. Their military was not mighty but chaotic and scattered-- servants to an Id, instead of any general, the Joined Empire of Two Tameds unable to defend against pure anarchy.
Princess Juno Boru of the Nine Courts (M/C) and her trusted Guard Master Arthur Tully (Y/C) must journey across the countryside in sixteen days to officiate their King’s offering for peace before his Kingdom is blasted to bloody ruins. His offering? His own daughter, Juno.
Emperor Hannibal of the Black Hikits (Y/C) awaits his bride, Juno swallows her feelings and waves goodbye to a good life-- Arthur Tully is in the midst of a scandal, expected to save his nation by failing his role as a protector.
metatextual ramblings:
- Almost purely built for horrible smut. Basically a psychosexual horror enshrined in traditional fantasy. Hopefully some good worldbuilding to come of it. Write for either Tully or Hannibal at both. Lots of angst to be had here. The Hikits are inspired off of the real-life Picts. It would be fun to do some fantasy races but I don't want to pigeon hole anyone into doing that.
(kink potentials include: age gap relationship, rape, cheating, guilty sex, ownership.)
Q&A Section:
q1- 'Are you a good writer?'
a1- No not really. I am a persona who's brain is literally trapped inside the eternal lockbox that is a skull constantly screaming for some type of release. Sometimes, when it's not overloaded, I pilfer things from media I like (ask me ANYTHING about Twin Peaks or Wuthering Heights or Disco Elysium or the Simpsons.) and use them for notions for my own 'art.' I think it's possible to train your brain to develop algorithms to make your 'art' look more 'real', however it's only subtle imitation of the last thing you saw. For example, these words are inspired by the blunt dialogue of the TV show 'The Pitt'. I haven't seen S2 yet, just Youtube clips.
q2- 'Can I literally write to you about anything ever so-long as it isn't a one sentence, uninteresting greeting like 'hi'?
a2- Yep! Just PM me.
Thanks. That's all the questions I'm taking for today.
--PS:
I will automatically accept fandom ideas from ARCANE or HADES. I also have one other prompt made an era ago that nobody seems interested in. It's my favorite ever and if I got somebody to do it with me, it'd make my year. c:
Fetishistically you might find that a lot of my roleplay fiction skewers toward the concepts of non-con and in my history of roleplaying have often played the submissive role. I don't need it though, and have found it less necessary as climax to the subject matter over the years. I like talking about the most extreme sides of relationships, conflict, and emotionally charged sex.
Looking for:
Genre: Realism, Traditional Fantasy, Weird Fantasy, fucking Spaghetti Westerns (I will eat up any genre so long as the conversations to be had within it interest me.)
Pairings: MxF is what only what I mostly sink teeth into, but I can get 'creative' and stretch the boundaries to any definition. I've written lesbian fanfic that was decent sooo... Not every roleplay must have the dynamic of a girl with a wet dress crouched underneath a masculine forest monster with me.
Story/Smut: Depends. I will only say that a well-placed sniper shot is much more effective than firing blanks in the dark.
Post Length: So long as we are active and engaged, whatever floats your fancy. I usually do 4-5 paragraphs per post. Sometimes less, sometimes more. Also I need to THINK about roleplays before I rush to writing them.
I. NOCTURNE'S RAZOR (kinda noir, supernatural, morally complicated characters, rising tensions.)
In 1744 a secret order of superstitious intellectuals and other participating members of the ‘upper crust’ vow to protect their land of upper Europe against the entire litter of theorized supernatural evils- calling themselves the Prima Nocturne Society. It was mostly a Boys’ Club. After a century long drought of unsuccessful ventures which mostly lead to the more… traditional witch trials, the secret society has no unordinary accounts of banshees or spirits, or monstrous femme fatales hiding in the dark in their ledgers. In 1965, three men (Y/C) who are inheritors of the PNS organization, manage to capture the genuine article-- Christmas (she goes by Cass, or anything else really.) Beaumont (M/C), who claims to be the last living vampire in the entire world.
They detain her in old defunct PNS headquarters, an old mansion in the hills coastside of Gothenburg, and look to their forefather’s words of wisdom on how to prosecute a suspected member of the supernatural community. The only problem? The Prima Nocturne Society has no rules, for they’ve captured no vampires. And the women they burned, God rest their souls, had no signs of supernatural capability other than an “enhanced wit.” according to P.H. Martinhouser.
Morally, statistically, legally the rules have abandoned the trio. So quietly, they plot the murder of their captive. But is that… 'the right thing to do?' they debate.
Now; they have a being of supreme capability in their custody, and every night she grows hungrier for blood. Each night grows more intense as they interface with the wily Vampire. Proper solutions seem more distant as they argue, shout, and brawl about what to do next.
metatextual ramblings:
- Really, this one is about the potential to do some cool occult-fantasy worldbuilding surrounding an emotionally charged hostage scenario. You can choose to play all three PNS members, or just stick to one and the other two can operate as side characters. I don't have an objective finale for how everything turns out, so I'd say the mystery of what the fuck to do with a powerful vampire is on your hands.
(kink potentials include: rape, group sex, bdsm, unlikely romance.)
II. SCARLET SIXFOLD (a karmic mystery about consummation, a hollowing of the painting’s focused subject.)
An investigative journalist (Y/C) becomes infatuated with a newly discovered painting by Francisco Goya posthumously titled ‘The Scarlet.’ The figure painting is housed in an art institute in Bruges, where analysts cannot agree on the subject itself-- all they can shake upon is the shades of paint used for color.
Most agree that the center of the image appears to contour the outline of a woman, who sports a hue of red in her skin. (Or is that her dress which is red? And the rest of her skin sports a healthy pallor?)
Most say the subject is a beautiful young woman. (although some debate that she is depicted too vaguely to tell, coffeecakepieces, the username of a popular pop culture blogger commented at the end of her article that: “she looks a lot like my mother.”)
(Y/C) has a digital copy of the painting. He looks at the faux-print every night. He’s supposed to write an article about it for the newsfeeds in America but he can’t figure out how to tackle it. How do you put something into a boring black and white type set when it’s so multifaceted and infinite? It’s when news arrives that the centerpiece of so much intrigue has been stolen that he dips into vacation time and flies to Europe. A coworker, (M/C) a burgeoning art student is compelled to come along. Well, she’s also a tad concerned with her work associate-- who she has a major crush on.
metatextual ramblings:
- A fun mystery with social intrigue. Our central characters trying to race to the bottom of the well for answers, everyone else with the same means and ends. The nature of your character's obsession with the painting is yours to decide, although as planned initially there is something nefarious that surrounds the paintings nature he is actively being consumed by. I would say look at the painting as analogue for covering up a weakness with a vice.
(kink potenials include: weird romance, jealous partners, possession, hate sex.)
III. Better Angels (discussions of war and fantasy worldbuilding to be had, themes of sacrifice and martyrdom)
A nation groomed for cutting makes quick tender out of its own neighbors. Boys became bandits in helm in the Hikit Battalions, proficient with running swords through backs while their war machines blow heated fires through houses. Their military was not mighty but chaotic and scattered-- servants to an Id, instead of any general, the Joined Empire of Two Tameds unable to defend against pure anarchy.
Princess Juno Boru of the Nine Courts (M/C) and her trusted Guard Master Arthur Tully (Y/C) must journey across the countryside in sixteen days to officiate their King’s offering for peace before his Kingdom is blasted to bloody ruins. His offering? His own daughter, Juno.
Emperor Hannibal of the Black Hikits (Y/C) awaits his bride, Juno swallows her feelings and waves goodbye to a good life-- Arthur Tully is in the midst of a scandal, expected to save his nation by failing his role as a protector.
metatextual ramblings:
- Almost purely built for horrible smut. Basically a psychosexual horror enshrined in traditional fantasy. Hopefully some good worldbuilding to come of it. Write for either Tully or Hannibal at both. Lots of angst to be had here. The Hikits are inspired off of the real-life Picts. It would be fun to do some fantasy races but I don't want to pigeon hole anyone into doing that.
(kink potentials include: age gap relationship, rape, cheating, guilty sex, ownership.)
Q&A Section:
q1- 'Are you a good writer?'
a1- No not really. I am a persona who's brain is literally trapped inside the eternal lockbox that is a skull constantly screaming for some type of release. Sometimes, when it's not overloaded, I pilfer things from media I like (ask me ANYTHING about Twin Peaks or Wuthering Heights or Disco Elysium or the Simpsons.) and use them for notions for my own 'art.' I think it's possible to train your brain to develop algorithms to make your 'art' look more 'real', however it's only subtle imitation of the last thing you saw. For example, these words are inspired by the blunt dialogue of the TV show 'The Pitt'. I haven't seen S2 yet, just Youtube clips.
q2- 'Can I literally write to you about anything ever so-long as it isn't a one sentence, uninteresting greeting like 'hi'?
a2- Yep! Just PM me.
Thanks. That's all the questions I'm taking for today.
--PS:
I will automatically accept fandom ideas from ARCANE or HADES. I also have one other prompt made an era ago that nobody seems interested in. It's my favorite ever and if I got somebody to do it with me, it'd make my year. c: