Novellasaurus
Planetoid
- Joined
- Sep 25, 2019
Shiny plots below:
When You Wish Upon An Attractive Djinn: A doesnt recall the day she became a Genie, but she assumes it was millennia ago. Or maybe more? Again, she isn't sure. But it's definitely been more than a decade since that fateful day. There isn't enough space inside her lamp to make the tally marks, so she just has to guess how long its been since she was summoned by that one greasy old king. Boy, what a chump--he used all ten of his wishes in one day, that greedy ball of lard! At least the emperor centuries before him took a day and half to exhaust all his wishes.
In any case, she'd become convinced that her lamp had been thrown to the depths of a bottomless ocean, or sealed beneath hardened magma from a volcanic eruption--never to be seen again or even used again. Such a fate might be enough to drive someone insane with fear and isolation, but she'd long since grown bored with being insane and...well, there was no reason for her to fear isolation. Not when all her masters were completely antisocial towards her--not even bothering to ask about her wellbeing before using their wishes. Better to enjoy her loneliness than spend a few minutes in the company of a greedy, filthy soul.
But apparently, her destiny wasn't to spend the rest of eternity in a jar, but to be found in the twenty-first century--a world that A is going to have a rough time readjusting to--by a luckless young woman who hasn't a living clue what to do with a hot, half-naked Genie. (I'm open to playing either role! F/F)
The Eyes have It: Medusa [A] was content with being alone for the rest of her life, a roaming nomad in a chaotic Greek landscape. While people knew she was only a danger if you provoked her ire and was otherwise a harmless grump who spent her days in a cave, she knew that no one would waste their time trying to get to know who she was behind the living snake hair and the petrifying eyes. But then, along came this goody two shoes blind woman--a demigoddess who could actually do a lot of remarkable things despite her impaired vision--asking for Medusa's aid against a rising danger. Eh, what the heck? (F/F)
Rain Check: It's a grey, rainy evening for Character A, the uptight and very busy artist making a trip via train to a rural landscape in ode to deliver their art to a buyer. After getting off the train alongside a single passenger at a station, the two come to find that they will be waiting six hours for their next train to come get them. Despite knowing very little about A's social awkwardness, Character B opts that they explore the city nearby the station. ( Clearly a one-shot romance play, and open to f/f or M/f pairings with this.)
Verbal Essence:
A is a depressed individual, with a very low social status and only acquaintances, never actual friends. As a suggestion for the first step in getting of their shell, A's therapist suggests that an animal companion might be helpful for relieving their stress and anything bad that comes with said stress. Reluctantly, A goes to adopt a young pet (B) and also buys a black candle from strange old woman who A is sure is swindling them. A lights the candle at home and, while the smell isn't anything special, it does wonders for their pet.
In the sense that, suddenly their pet can talk and think on par with humans. Now A must try to navigate a lifestyle of caring for a talking feline and keeping their sanity intact.
(I'm open to playing the verbally empowered pet or the poor unfortunate soul who owns the pet! This will involve some humor, obviously, but could also involve dark, angsty elements on either side of the roleplay--so if you're interested in things of that caliber, please send me PM and we can discuss it!)
Tour Guide: After a dangerous ship wreck en route to a zoo in New York, A young tiger cub is washed up on the beaches of Africa and quickly becomes lost in the mainland of this bizarre, scorching world. A young lion cub, forced away from his pride, ends up running into the tiger cub by chance and reluctantly agrees to help the mysterious striped feline survive in the wild lands of Africa. When other African predators, climate troubles and poachers look on the horizon, the tiger and lion cub must work together to stay alive.
Leather Wings in The Sky:
The universe is much bigger than anticipated. Character A doesn't like his place in the solar system, the way he is disregarded by the society of his planet by the way he lives. His world is full of other Gorgzins with a age-old ideal--a right to show their rank in society by the kind of pet they had. At first it was usually in the form of an animal species native to his homeworld, both big and small and the idea itself was small. Somewhere in the past Deckron, the idea not only blossomed to law itself but seemed to dictate the need for whatever pet was chosen to be exotic and from some far away place in the vast universe. Though against the social chains bound to him and his people, He sees no alternative other than going forth with a pod to find a suitable trophy. He chooses a very crude formation of mud and water elements in another solar system, filled with warm-blooded apes just barely starting to grasp the concept of what they're capable of together--barely able to grasp time itself, dubbing their current year 1884. He disregarded the far better planetary options--he would at least be the first of his kind to have a pet of the human species, wether they liked it or not.
He should have looked a little deeper into the make up of the planet's most intelligent species, because some were far more different than others. For instance, the woman he managed to capture seems to be abnormally stronger, fiercer and only takes in meals by drinking the entire blood flow from an Organism's body. And this..."Vampire", as she calls herself, is far from agreeable towards his plans. He couldn't blame her, of course. (Where things go is entirely up to the partner! Could a bondage tale, or a slow building romance from a situation where they must work together.)
Collective:
Character A has been a vigilante tomb raider their whole life, breaking away into a sense of independence from boring family traditions. Her life has been filled with vigorous danger and adventure, as well as great wealth from the prizes she's managed to collect from different missions inside the unexplored depths of caves and Mayan ruins. Her cockiness has recently emboldened her in taking things stolen from her by other raiding groups seeking powerful weapons and even inspired her to occasionally track them in case they did find anything threatening. Perhaps the world would call her a superhero or something, and gain her a bit of fame.
One particular week, the woman finds herself enduring into the world's largest jungle to spy on enemy activity in the very heart of the landscape. While she expects to see them unearthing some giant gauntlet with power over the entire universe, she is pleasantly surprised fo see that they have merely captured Character B: a young Naga, a hypnotic creature thought to be a mere myth. Thinking herself to be doing a good thing, A easily pulls off a rescue to get B out of her bonds and thinks that it'll all just end like that; with her assuming victory again. But not only is this cryptozoological beauty a lot more playful than thankful with her would be rescuers, but she is in a particularly raunchy sort of mood. And A is far too much of a treat to let get away...
When You Wish Upon An Attractive Djinn: A doesnt recall the day she became a Genie, but she assumes it was millennia ago. Or maybe more? Again, she isn't sure. But it's definitely been more than a decade since that fateful day. There isn't enough space inside her lamp to make the tally marks, so she just has to guess how long its been since she was summoned by that one greasy old king. Boy, what a chump--he used all ten of his wishes in one day, that greedy ball of lard! At least the emperor centuries before him took a day and half to exhaust all his wishes.
In any case, she'd become convinced that her lamp had been thrown to the depths of a bottomless ocean, or sealed beneath hardened magma from a volcanic eruption--never to be seen again or even used again. Such a fate might be enough to drive someone insane with fear and isolation, but she'd long since grown bored with being insane and...well, there was no reason for her to fear isolation. Not when all her masters were completely antisocial towards her--not even bothering to ask about her wellbeing before using their wishes. Better to enjoy her loneliness than spend a few minutes in the company of a greedy, filthy soul.
But apparently, her destiny wasn't to spend the rest of eternity in a jar, but to be found in the twenty-first century--a world that A is going to have a rough time readjusting to--by a luckless young woman who hasn't a living clue what to do with a hot, half-naked Genie. (I'm open to playing either role! F/F)
The Eyes have It: Medusa [A] was content with being alone for the rest of her life, a roaming nomad in a chaotic Greek landscape. While people knew she was only a danger if you provoked her ire and was otherwise a harmless grump who spent her days in a cave, she knew that no one would waste their time trying to get to know who she was behind the living snake hair and the petrifying eyes. But then, along came this goody two shoes blind woman--a demigoddess who could actually do a lot of remarkable things despite her impaired vision--asking for Medusa's aid against a rising danger. Eh, what the heck? (F/F)
Rain Check: It's a grey, rainy evening for Character A, the uptight and very busy artist making a trip via train to a rural landscape in ode to deliver their art to a buyer. After getting off the train alongside a single passenger at a station, the two come to find that they will be waiting six hours for their next train to come get them. Despite knowing very little about A's social awkwardness, Character B opts that they explore the city nearby the station. ( Clearly a one-shot romance play, and open to f/f or M/f pairings with this.)
Verbal Essence:
A is a depressed individual, with a very low social status and only acquaintances, never actual friends. As a suggestion for the first step in getting of their shell, A's therapist suggests that an animal companion might be helpful for relieving their stress and anything bad that comes with said stress. Reluctantly, A goes to adopt a young pet (B) and also buys a black candle from strange old woman who A is sure is swindling them. A lights the candle at home and, while the smell isn't anything special, it does wonders for their pet.
In the sense that, suddenly their pet can talk and think on par with humans. Now A must try to navigate a lifestyle of caring for a talking feline and keeping their sanity intact.
(I'm open to playing the verbally empowered pet or the poor unfortunate soul who owns the pet! This will involve some humor, obviously, but could also involve dark, angsty elements on either side of the roleplay--so if you're interested in things of that caliber, please send me PM and we can discuss it!)
Tour Guide: After a dangerous ship wreck en route to a zoo in New York, A young tiger cub is washed up on the beaches of Africa and quickly becomes lost in the mainland of this bizarre, scorching world. A young lion cub, forced away from his pride, ends up running into the tiger cub by chance and reluctantly agrees to help the mysterious striped feline survive in the wild lands of Africa. When other African predators, climate troubles and poachers look on the horizon, the tiger and lion cub must work together to stay alive.
Leather Wings in The Sky:
The universe is much bigger than anticipated. Character A doesn't like his place in the solar system, the way he is disregarded by the society of his planet by the way he lives. His world is full of other Gorgzins with a age-old ideal--a right to show their rank in society by the kind of pet they had. At first it was usually in the form of an animal species native to his homeworld, both big and small and the idea itself was small. Somewhere in the past Deckron, the idea not only blossomed to law itself but seemed to dictate the need for whatever pet was chosen to be exotic and from some far away place in the vast universe. Though against the social chains bound to him and his people, He sees no alternative other than going forth with a pod to find a suitable trophy. He chooses a very crude formation of mud and water elements in another solar system, filled with warm-blooded apes just barely starting to grasp the concept of what they're capable of together--barely able to grasp time itself, dubbing their current year 1884. He disregarded the far better planetary options--he would at least be the first of his kind to have a pet of the human species, wether they liked it or not.
He should have looked a little deeper into the make up of the planet's most intelligent species, because some were far more different than others. For instance, the woman he managed to capture seems to be abnormally stronger, fiercer and only takes in meals by drinking the entire blood flow from an Organism's body. And this..."Vampire", as she calls herself, is far from agreeable towards his plans. He couldn't blame her, of course. (Where things go is entirely up to the partner! Could a bondage tale, or a slow building romance from a situation where they must work together.)
Collective:
Character A has been a vigilante tomb raider their whole life, breaking away into a sense of independence from boring family traditions. Her life has been filled with vigorous danger and adventure, as well as great wealth from the prizes she's managed to collect from different missions inside the unexplored depths of caves and Mayan ruins. Her cockiness has recently emboldened her in taking things stolen from her by other raiding groups seeking powerful weapons and even inspired her to occasionally track them in case they did find anything threatening. Perhaps the world would call her a superhero or something, and gain her a bit of fame.
One particular week, the woman finds herself enduring into the world's largest jungle to spy on enemy activity in the very heart of the landscape. While she expects to see them unearthing some giant gauntlet with power over the entire universe, she is pleasantly surprised fo see that they have merely captured Character B: a young Naga, a hypnotic creature thought to be a mere myth. Thinking herself to be doing a good thing, A easily pulls off a rescue to get B out of her bonds and thinks that it'll all just end like that; with her assuming victory again. But not only is this cryptozoological beauty a lot more playful than thankful with her would be rescuers, but she is in a particularly raunchy sort of mood. And A is far too much of a treat to let get away...