Greetings
My Background: I began rping..Well basically I've been rping for more than half my lifespan. When I was tiny I found Neopets, started sad little children style rps there, and when I started reading more and advanced, and got about fifteen accounts banned from Neopets, I moved to Gaia online. I'm still on Gaia but I keep getting in trouble..soo..I've branched out to roleplaying sites now. I've always loved roleplaying, it has been a steady constant in my life, and I've met some dear, dear friends(including my current bestie/roomie) by roleplaying. I've also been quite sickly since midteens so roleplaying and reading have been my ways to handle it. Unfortunately my social skills have suffered do to that fact>_>;; so I often find it hard to approach people for rps..I do like getting to know my rp buddies, but I won't be a creeper about it, promise.
What do I roleplay?:
I only roleplay m/m rps, it takes an act of the heavens to get me to do m/f or f/f as my main rp, though I will do such pairings as a support role.(Biollogically I am female but I find role-playing men easier/more intriguing to me..) I also love using multiple characters, so the more the merrier..oddly enough I don't actually like group roleplays because it stresses me out trying to keep up.
I don't do smut rps. I love plot and character development, that said I do sex scenes/sexual tension, I just don't want it constant because..come on..That just gets boring.
Genres:Here's my long list..and I will roleplay anything once, so just ask.
Any Genre of Fantasy (Medieval, Modern, Noire, Future)(Gotta love the classics..have tons of plots for whatever)
Vampyre (..No sparkly-ass vampyres here.)
Werewulfen
Space travel (discovering new planets, harvesting, what ever, let your mind wonder)
Asylum
Victorian(can include Theater settings and such, murder plots <3)
Roaring 20's/Great Depression
Freak Show/ Circus (Of course with a fantasy twist)
Angels and Demons
Mafia(any country)
Serial killer x detective
Drug dealer x user (or other dealer)
Doctor x patient
Merfolk- No, not the Little Mermaid..I mean these things eat people. I love the darker mermaid tales.
Mage Acedemy (MAGES NOT WIZARDS, though I will do a Wizard rp..just separately..)
Haunted~ (House setting or what have you)
Pirate/ Sea voyage (fantasy style)
Faeries or Pixies
War of mythical Races
Gifted School
Prison
Labratory/Genetic altering
Apocalyptic themed ((Seriously..seriously..I will never turn this one down.)) Be it Zombies, nuclear fall out, or Social decay. I have plots
Stranded(anywhere one could be stranded...just seems like fun right? haha, what's not awesome about having a melt down on an island?)
Any combination of the aboves
As for series rps..some I do are:
Battle Royale: OCs only, new game, same style.
Harry potter: Either the canon character outline(I prefer Marauder era), or a new AU all together with totally new people.
1/2 Prince-style virtual world game.
Tiger and Bunny: New hereo rps..I don't do the canon series because I don't feel I could do it justice, they're just too cute, hehe.
Also, if you like unconventional (AKA..odd plot twists, cannibalism, hermaphrodites, gore, or in general stuff most people don't do..don't hesitate to ask..cause..I like unconventional...lots..^___^ -tailwag-)
Disclaimer: Well I hope I don't get in trouble for saying this, but nothing really pushes my limits, so..yeah..I have very little morals.
Here are some plots to muse on:
Post apocalyptic -
The world has been decimated by War. Nuclear bombs have all but leveled every continent to rubble and debris. In this chaotic world there are those just trying to survive, and then there are those trying to thrive. Science has given way to genetic-altering Madmen bent on creating humans that can function in this world with ease. They are called Alters. There are many different kind of Alters, simple ones who's soul Function is to consume rotted, fetid meat and metabolize it. Some are mercenaries, outfitted with technologies to make them efficient, killing machines. Though one of the most heavily modified beings are called Dogs, who are taken as small children and taken apart, almost to their entirety. When they are stitched back together and survive the Altering process, they are raised alongside canines in cages, and trained mercilessly. They retrieve, they sniff out prey, and are the absolute gems of all successful Societies.
Humanity is divided into pockets of people called Societies, they war back and forth, trying to pillage and usurp, if only to gain control of the land's dwindled resources. Societies can range from a ramshackle gang, to hundreds of men and women housed in a virtual fortress built with the rubble of ruined cities.
Generally the Altered and Humans don't get along, if only because the ones that remain fully Human are afraid of the Altered's loss of humanity. Some societies have both Alters and Humans, but they are usually housed in separate compounds of the Society.
That's basically it for the plot idea..This can get really intense. Cannibalism is a big theme in this plot, so if you have a squeamish tummy..probably not for you. If it says anything one of my favorite characters to play in this is a Dog who solely eats bones, and his twin brother, who vomits acid that dissolves flesh of said bones..So sky's the limit with how you want to Alter your character, haha. I never tire of rping this so I will always say yes.
Harry potter Universe-
Just because Voldemort is dead, doesn't mean that all bad wizards were vanquished or imprisoned. Decades later, when the original saviors of the Wizarding world are old and grey, new threats begin to rise. Students are going missing all over the globe, and its not only the Elite of the magical world either, even the minor magic-children that aren't good enough to get into the top schools, are going missing too. The Ministry and the governing bodies of the other nations are scrambling to keep it quiet, desperate to keep the peace after all these years, but people are beginning to notice. A new evil is recruiting, and recruiting heavily, for in the darkness, a circle of dark wizards are brewing, and this time, they're not going to wait for Semester breaks to cause trouble either.
This can either be rped in the view of students, or adults(Aurors, Teachers, so on). I also have another plot that deals with the Magical Creature community rising up against the oppressive wizards also if you'd like to hear.
Just because is the HP universe doesn't mean it has to be fluffy either, this can be as dark, gritty, and disturbing as you want.
Werewolf plot-
Sometimes the moon designates one's mate..even if its against the wolf's will. The drive to be with their mate is maddening, a constant in their mind, pressing them to their love. The mate can be male , female, of any race or species, what ever the moon wills. What will the moon do when the Moon picks a mate that they never expected?
Tempted by darkness
" And lead us not into temptation,
But deliver us from evil."
Being of the cloth is a sacred position. You must be holy, pure, and wise towards the weak and meak...yet what does one do against the sweet whispers of a demon of the night? The carress of a cold hand, and the tongue as sweet as honey..Will they raise their cross and vow to destroy the evil that desires them? Or will they give in, and surrender to the arms of darkness?
A Slave to the sea-
Captured and abandoned, a man of the sea waits to be rescued. Longing to return to his home amongst the coral and pearls. Displayed in the trading captital of the New World harbours away from his native waters, will some one save him? Or will they use him for greed and profit?
Out of this world-
The debate will always rage, Is there life on other planets? Well, for one unforunate man, the question will be readily answered. A camping trip away from a tiring world would relax even the most stressed of individuals. .Until the quiet peace of the forest is interrupted by a sudden boom and a spray of blue fire. In one, big crater, the answer to 'Are human's alone' will be answered..the only question is..if this newcomer friend or foe?
Mad Carnival
There is a circus that tours the muddy fields, and the back lots of towns..Full of wonder and awe. There are sword swallowers, fire eaters, and even men and women that even seem to defy the limitations of man..And that is because not all of them are human. The macabre carnival has more secrets than wonders..Vampires, necromancers, anything and everything can be employed at this carnival, to fool the eyes of human's. They leave the town in a flurry of lace and music, leaving missing persons reports, and piles of bones in their wake. The police try to find anything on the show, but always come up empty..How long can the carnival escape the police, or, even worse, hunters? The mad carnival is home to so many wonders, and they call it home, and will protect it with all they have.
Welcome to the show.
(preferable Victorian to 1920's setting, but can be made modern easily)
Here is a writing sample:
Screams swept through the crowd in a collective wave, and some sounds of retching as Zan’s performance hit its climax. The twenty-three year old held a large, rusty hacksaw in his left hand..and placed it to his forearm.”..Now..let me remind you..ladies and gentleman..not to try this at home!..Or if you do, least get a clean saw.” The sandy-haired youth smirked with a broad, toothy grin. Without preamble, the saw suddenly bit into skin sending a brief spray of blood onto the plastic-covered platform. Abruptly, the spurt of blood stopped, even as Zan dug the saw into bone, and held his damage appendage aloft for all to see.
“Anyone wanna give this a tug?..How about you pretty lady?” His pale brows bobbed suggestively as he leaned down over the stage, and held out his arm. The woman’s boyfriend scowled and stepped up to take her place, gripping the saw with trembling hands, and giving a small tug. Finding the saw embedded thoroughly into bone, the man’s face paled, and he turned to heave onto his girlfriend’s blouse.
Chuckling, Zan stepped back, wagging his arm this way and that,”Now’s the hard part..getting the damn thing out!..maybe..maybe if I get another tool..” He ‘mused’ aloud, walking to the side of the stage to grab up a pair of heavy pliers. Grinning once more, he stood at the center of the stage, and took a hold of the hacksaw in the grip of the pliers. The first two attempts failed with theatrical grunts, but on the third try Zan gave a mock shout, and the saw toppled free onto the stage. His arm stayed out, letting the large gap in the appendage be displayed, though, after five seconds, the skin began to slowly shift back together, until there was no sign of trauma in the least.
Bowing at the round of applause in the crowd, Zan flashed another bright grin.”Remember..these saws aren’t cheap! So be sure to leave something nice with the attendants!” He motioned towards the two somber looking men at the front of the stage with upheld tophats.”Thank you and goodnight!”
Five minutes later, Zan retched into a bucket backstage, grimacing as waves of nausea swept over him. After every performance he found himself throwing up what ever contents was in his stomach. Every trick had a certain level of nausea that went with it. A needle through the face, or chest, was simple, and hardly made him queasy..A spear through the leg , or cutting open his torso was worse..but almost severing a limb, or actually cutting something off, always made him vomit. What ever ‘trick’ his body used to heal itself, came with a definite price.
Standing up, Zan sucked in a deep breath, and pressed his palms against his washed-out grey eyes. Grabbing a robe from a peg at the back of the stage, he slipped it on, since he always performed in a pair of black shorts..His body had to be visible at all times, less people thing the injuries were faked. He was a moderate height, reaching five-six, with a lean pale body. All his features seemed a bit watery, from his pale hair, to his eyes, even the faint pink of his lips, as if he was always being looked at through cloudy water.
Tonight had been one of Zan’s tame performances. There were always three ‘tame’ shows a week, and one intense one after the circus had drummed up enough hear-say that the Ring-leader could pull in real high-rollers..individuals that wanted to see more. More shocking..more thrilling..More dangerous. And they paid handsomely for it. It was those shows that made Zan almost bed-ridden for a day after, unable to keep food down, or hardly function. Those performances was how the circus really made its money..but lately, it had been harder, and harder, to find the people willing to pay for the grotesque shows. Not for lack of sickos that enjoyed them, they were just expensive, and tended to attract the local police in droves. No self-respecting individual of society wanted to be caught at Nightingale’s Circus on those nights.
Statistics: Posted by xinsanedreamerx — Thu Feb 20, 2014 10:29 pm