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Hey folks, so my plot goes as follows.
Please forgive spelling mistakes! This was written on my phone on a very cold night.
This requires at least some knowledge of the manga/anime Claymore. Check it out it's a great series. Anyway.
In this world, the claymores are shunned and hated by society, you'd think an order of beautiful female warriors would be rather popular, but the Claymores are prone to aggression, murderous rage, bloodlust and completely transforming into actual monsters as they let their Yoma side entirely consume them. They are told to hold on to their humanity, but nothing grounds them in their humanity. To the organization they are just disposable tools, to everyone else they're monsters, to their fellow claymores they're little more than numbers. That is till 15 years ago a young boy saw a Claymore transform into a creature from his nightmares, he heard her last words, that nothing kept her human anymore. He heard her lamenting her long lost family, her sisters, and everything else that kept her human.
The young boy survived this encounter, saved by another claymore who was about to strike her comerade down before she transformed. Since then this young boy has grown up, and has always gone out of his way to show kindness to the claymores, believing that showing them some humanity will remind them they're not just monsters waiting to transform.
Now that young boy is a man of 25, and owns a large house outside a large city. The grounds are manicured full of flowers both local and exotic with winding paths through the garden lined with vine-covered archways, bird baths and stone benches. The inside is made up of 3 levels. On the ground floor is the main room, a lounge area full of cussion-covered seating, an eating area, a small kitchen and the owner's bedroom, a cupboard-sized room with just enough room to house his bed and hang his clothes above it. The top floor is split into 3 rooms, each with a bed and several "Claymore beds" which are basically boards sticking up from the floor on a slight angle, lined with soft padding. The beds are made of solid construction, much sturdier than the regular rotten wood beds most people use. The basement is split into the massage parlour and sauna.
All of this is so Claymores passing through nay have a welcoming place of comfort and peace. The young man who runs the place is soft spoken, he welcomes all Claymores and uses the fees collected to stay there to pay off the guard to keep potential angry mobs at bay.
However one of the (potentially) most attractive features of this place is the fact that the owner holds no qualms about having sex with Claymores. As he says, it's a way to reinforce the humanity in them. Yoma have sex only to procreate, humans do so for fun, for comfort, to relieve stress and to form intimate bonds with their partner. Intimacy, fun, comfort, stress relief and to be comfortably vulnerable around someone else.
I would like to have a RP to build off this. You could be a (or several) Claymores passing through who decided to stay here for a few nights, some claymores on the run from the organization or anything else. And the story could go however you'd like. The hotel could be destroyed by an angry mob or Yoma, a claymore could transform and decide to keep him for herself, or even a wounded claymore who needs somewhere safe to heal with someone who she can trust to help care for her. Again, options are limitless.
Please send me a PM on here, Discord (#Ivory114574) or Kik (CaptainNapalm1992)
Please forgive spelling mistakes! This was written on my phone on a very cold night.
This requires at least some knowledge of the manga/anime Claymore. Check it out it's a great series. Anyway.
In this world, the claymores are shunned and hated by society, you'd think an order of beautiful female warriors would be rather popular, but the Claymores are prone to aggression, murderous rage, bloodlust and completely transforming into actual monsters as they let their Yoma side entirely consume them. They are told to hold on to their humanity, but nothing grounds them in their humanity. To the organization they are just disposable tools, to everyone else they're monsters, to their fellow claymores they're little more than numbers. That is till 15 years ago a young boy saw a Claymore transform into a creature from his nightmares, he heard her last words, that nothing kept her human anymore. He heard her lamenting her long lost family, her sisters, and everything else that kept her human.
The young boy survived this encounter, saved by another claymore who was about to strike her comerade down before she transformed. Since then this young boy has grown up, and has always gone out of his way to show kindness to the claymores, believing that showing them some humanity will remind them they're not just monsters waiting to transform.
Now that young boy is a man of 25, and owns a large house outside a large city. The grounds are manicured full of flowers both local and exotic with winding paths through the garden lined with vine-covered archways, bird baths and stone benches. The inside is made up of 3 levels. On the ground floor is the main room, a lounge area full of cussion-covered seating, an eating area, a small kitchen and the owner's bedroom, a cupboard-sized room with just enough room to house his bed and hang his clothes above it. The top floor is split into 3 rooms, each with a bed and several "Claymore beds" which are basically boards sticking up from the floor on a slight angle, lined with soft padding. The beds are made of solid construction, much sturdier than the regular rotten wood beds most people use. The basement is split into the massage parlour and sauna.
All of this is so Claymores passing through nay have a welcoming place of comfort and peace. The young man who runs the place is soft spoken, he welcomes all Claymores and uses the fees collected to stay there to pay off the guard to keep potential angry mobs at bay.
However one of the (potentially) most attractive features of this place is the fact that the owner holds no qualms about having sex with Claymores. As he says, it's a way to reinforce the humanity in them. Yoma have sex only to procreate, humans do so for fun, for comfort, to relieve stress and to form intimate bonds with their partner. Intimacy, fun, comfort, stress relief and to be comfortably vulnerable around someone else.
I would like to have a RP to build off this. You could be a (or several) Claymores passing through who decided to stay here for a few nights, some claymores on the run from the organization or anything else. And the story could go however you'd like. The hotel could be destroyed by an angry mob or Yoma, a claymore could transform and decide to keep him for herself, or even a wounded claymore who needs somewhere safe to heal with someone who she can trust to help care for her. Again, options are limitless.
Please send me a PM on here, Discord (#Ivory114574) or Kik (CaptainNapalm1992)