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Hellspyre
Meteorite
- Joined
- Jan 5, 2020
Looking for a few partners that are willing to have one or two posts open at a time or able to switch it up if things get bland or there’s a writer block. Not everyone has the same preferences or writing styles, some mesh with others and some don’t so I won’t be upset if you don’t like my writing style but if you’d like to try and world build with me, I have a few prompt ideas listed at the end as well as some of my cast. I tend to write anywhere from 1-3 paragraphs depending: normally starters are longer, and if a conversation is being held or a fight, it might be shorter to allow reactions. I will say this now:I do not control characters, if you feel that I am doing so or shoving a specific idea down your throat, please tell me and I will either back off or adjust accordingly. That being said, when I roleplay, I try to keep my partner in mind. If there's something that you do not like or can't stand (or something you love and want to see) please tell me and communicate, and I'll do my best to make it happen or dial something back as requested. We're all here to enjoy ourselves and make stories together. That being said, everyone has their own agendas. As well as I might like a good smut as well as the next person, over the years I've dialed myself back a bit. So while yes I don't mind sex, I'm not limited to NSFW titles. I can do Sfw or if doing an NSFW, I like getting attached to the story and the characters first. My plot to sex ratio is normally 80:20 thought depending on the plot, could be easily flipped to 20:80 if my mood and the plot allows it.
The other thing is dominance. I enjoy both Dominate and Submissive roles, so I don't mind being either or a switch.. just know however that I may falter at times on feeling one or the other if my mood is for the opposite. Ie, if I have a submissive roleplay going but I'm craving to be dominate, I might not reply to the submissive rp so as not to taint the character's mood, or if I do they might come off as feisty.
Characters: These are just a few of my characters, you can go through my files to look at more, if someone interests you then feel free to ask about them. Most of my characters either have a pronounced backstory, or a few alternates that depend on the universe itself. They will be put in Dom/Switch/Sub, however some can alternate for the right characters.
Domniate
Aiden Emmanuel
Barthalamuel
Claude Decrow
Jarvis (a marvel spin off character that became his own thing, normally used in futuristic rps)
Josiah Levi Illestrade
Switch
Steven
Sunny
Submissive
Chip
Johnny
Lucas Decrow
Q
These are just a few plots off the top of my head or things i like but I can be swayed into quite a bit. if you have a proposition in mind, feel free to offer away via pm.
Drama, thriller, Suspense, Jealousy, Love/Romance , Drama, Horror/gore, mild action, Mystery, comedy
Apocalypse/ end of the world scenarios
Fantasy
Sci-fi
Ai, programs
Gaming
Isolation
Framing
Dark plots
Murder/ Murder mystery
Fluff/comfort
superhero/villian
Vampires, werewolves
DnD
Experimenting
Dire situations/circumstances
Characters with a goal/dream, striving to fulfil a purpose
Robber/theif x victim
theif x theif
Prompt 1: (Sci-fi) In a world where knowledge is power, it was truly own down fall. In the year 2056, our own technology finally surpassed us. Not only had it surpassed us, but had ultimately enslaved us and destroyed what remained. With the world in shambles, there are some humans still alive but mostly either as pets, in zoos, or hidden rebels. How will you survive? (Can be ai or human)
prompt 1.5 (sci-fi)
In the same type of world as the first, the humans were able to somehow destroy ai and wipe them out, the remains being put onto an uninhabited island that is now known as the scrap barge. It was programmed to float around the world in order to harvest all of the precarious worlds junk and collect it into one huge mound in order for it to be congregrated, secluded, and forgotten... however there seems to be an odd entity the lurks among the trash...
prompt 3 (vampires)
(Can vary depending on the vampire rules that are desired, could be regular, modified, or specific rules such as vampire masquerade as well as werewolves evolved or not and the era will also alter plotline.)
The other thing is dominance. I enjoy both Dominate and Submissive roles, so I don't mind being either or a switch.. just know however that I may falter at times on feeling one or the other if my mood is for the opposite. Ie, if I have a submissive roleplay going but I'm craving to be dominate, I might not reply to the submissive rp so as not to taint the character's mood, or if I do they might come off as feisty.
Characters: These are just a few of my characters, you can go through my files to look at more, if someone interests you then feel free to ask about them. Most of my characters either have a pronounced backstory, or a few alternates that depend on the universe itself. They will be put in Dom/Switch/Sub, however some can alternate for the right characters.
Domniate
Aiden Emmanuel
Barthalamuel
Claude Decrow
Jarvis (a marvel spin off character that became his own thing, normally used in futuristic rps)
Josiah Levi Illestrade
Switch
Steven
Sunny
Submissive
Chip
Johnny
Lucas Decrow
Q
These are just a few plots off the top of my head or things i like but I can be swayed into quite a bit. if you have a proposition in mind, feel free to offer away via pm.
Drama, thriller, Suspense, Jealousy, Love/Romance , Drama, Horror/gore, mild action, Mystery, comedy
Apocalypse/ end of the world scenarios
Fantasy
Sci-fi
Ai, programs
Gaming
Isolation
Framing
Dark plots
Murder/ Murder mystery
Fluff/comfort
superhero/villian
Vampires, werewolves
DnD
Experimenting
Dire situations/circumstances
Characters with a goal/dream, striving to fulfil a purpose
Robber/theif x victim
theif x theif
Prompt 1: (Sci-fi) In a world where knowledge is power, it was truly own down fall. In the year 2056, our own technology finally surpassed us. Not only had it surpassed us, but had ultimately enslaved us and destroyed what remained. With the world in shambles, there are some humans still alive but mostly either as pets, in zoos, or hidden rebels. How will you survive? (Can be ai or human)
prompt 1.5 (sci-fi)
In the same type of world as the first, the humans were able to somehow destroy ai and wipe them out, the remains being put onto an uninhabited island that is now known as the scrap barge. It was programmed to float around the world in order to harvest all of the precarious worlds junk and collect it into one huge mound in order for it to be congregrated, secluded, and forgotten... however there seems to be an odd entity the lurks among the trash...
prompt 3 (vampires)
(Can vary depending on the vampire rules that are desired, could be regular, modified, or specific rules such as vampire masquerade as well as werewolves evolved or not and the era will also alter plotline.)
Darkness, despair.
With vision blurry, it seemed as if everything was wavering, dancing in unision from altering hues of greys and yellows with a faint yet undeniable high pitched noise droning in the back of the female's head until suddenly...
Silence.
At an alarming pace, the echoes of screams and odd banter withered away. A picture of solid shapes and and lines snapped into view of the orphan on cold black pavement as she looked around warily. Part of the young one's view threatened to waver and falter for a second until another familiar motion of something gently moving across the child's vision annihilated any opposing threat to her vision, only this time it was slightly damp compared to earlier. What was this feeling, this.. sensation?
Overwhelmed and confused, the smaller began to open her mouth, but before she could will herself to speak, another volley of tears began to assault her vision.. this time for another reason.
"Dear, this one's crying again! I'm not sure how to move her without the waterworks..." came a concerned feminine voice, the frown of disapproval on the owner's face almost completely seen in the tone alone.
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"After that, That's about as much as I remember of my own child hood, young one." The elder chuckled lightly, giving a bit of a apologetic smile to the young master of only 6, who had asked her where she had come from. "After your mother and father brought me in that one fateful night, I've been here. I don't know exactly where I came from... but I'll say this. Does it matter? Because right here, right now... I'm with you." The gentle female laughed, it enough to make anyone's heart burst as she affectionately booped the small cat on the nose. "Alright, that's enough story time for one day. I better go finish up my chores, little one."
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"Young master! be careful, you know better..." The maid chided lightly, her heart practically leaping out of her throat as the smaller had accidentally bumped against an expensive vase. Breathing in and out, the female sighed in relief. After regaining her composure, the elder started again. "Young master. You have to be more careful, this vase is bigger than you and would have hurt a lot if it hit you. Don't make me worry like that, okay?" Now that she was sure the other wasn't harmed, he voice was much kinder.
----- current date
Glancing outside, the hybrid gave a slight wistful sigh while remembering the good old days: of how much time love had gone into the entire household around her... countless floor scrubbing, sweeping, refreshing of the linens, the making of the beds each day and how she awoke everyone in the morning with the smell of a freshly prepared meals.. just like the predecessors before her had shown. To Aurora, this.. this was home.
With vision blurry, it seemed as if everything was wavering, dancing in unision from altering hues of greys and yellows with a faint yet undeniable high pitched noise droning in the back of the female's head until suddenly...
Silence.
At an alarming pace, the echoes of screams and odd banter withered away. A picture of solid shapes and and lines snapped into view of the orphan on cold black pavement as she looked around warily. Part of the young one's view threatened to waver and falter for a second until another familiar motion of something gently moving across the child's vision annihilated any opposing threat to her vision, only this time it was slightly damp compared to earlier. What was this feeling, this.. sensation?
Overwhelmed and confused, the smaller began to open her mouth, but before she could will herself to speak, another volley of tears began to assault her vision.. this time for another reason.
"Dear, this one's crying again! I'm not sure how to move her without the waterworks..." came a concerned feminine voice, the frown of disapproval on the owner's face almost completely seen in the tone alone.
-------------
"After that, That's about as much as I remember of my own child hood, young one." The elder chuckled lightly, giving a bit of a apologetic smile to the young master of only 6, who had asked her where she had come from. "After your mother and father brought me in that one fateful night, I've been here. I don't know exactly where I came from... but I'll say this. Does it matter? Because right here, right now... I'm with you." The gentle female laughed, it enough to make anyone's heart burst as she affectionately booped the small cat on the nose. "Alright, that's enough story time for one day. I better go finish up my chores, little one."
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"Young master! be careful, you know better..." The maid chided lightly, her heart practically leaping out of her throat as the smaller had accidentally bumped against an expensive vase. Breathing in and out, the female sighed in relief. After regaining her composure, the elder started again. "Young master. You have to be more careful, this vase is bigger than you and would have hurt a lot if it hit you. Don't make me worry like that, okay?" Now that she was sure the other wasn't harmed, he voice was much kinder.
----- current date
Glancing outside, the hybrid gave a slight wistful sigh while remembering the good old days: of how much time love had gone into the entire household around her... countless floor scrubbing, sweeping, refreshing of the linens, the making of the beds each day and how she awoke everyone in the morning with the smell of a freshly prepared meals.. just like the predecessors before her had shown. To Aurora, this.. this was home.
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