Alright, so, I'm craving to play a specific character, and dammit, it's been really hard finding anyone quite willing to give him a shot. To be fair, he's a bit unusual by the standards of most of the male OCs to be found around these parts; yes, he is the aforementioned "Fun Size" in the thread title.
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Milo Tyranne, occasional alias Tchit, is not only an anthro mouse character, he only stands about 4 feet tall; that's roughly 1.2 meters for those of you who don't measure in Freedom Units. He is male, and he is heterosexual; sorry fellas, he's flattered, but he doesn't swing that way. Ladies, stick around, because you're the ones he's here for. Milo is [I]very[/I] into those with an X chromosome, and while his stature and non-threatening good looks may make you think he wouldn't be one to take [I]charge[/I] in a relationship, you would not be correct.
Of course, Milo is happy to be on an even playing field, but he best enjoys being on [I]top[/I]; dominant, in a word. Given the chance, he'll be quite willing to put you in those chains and use that whip that excites you so much. Hell, even if they don't, he knows some techniques that will [I]make[/I] you like it before long, and do whatever else he says to boot. His ever so masculine musk doesn't hurt his persuasiveness, either; many is the woman who can't help shoving their face in his balls just to get a stronger hit. He's also hung; some folks have proportion, Milo does not.
Milo prefers women who are not his own height. Specifically, he likes them on the tall side; how tall that is ranges from 5' to 8', depending on you. He also really likes humans and near-humans, by preference. Anthros are also acceptable; as the saying goes, a cat is fine too. And deliciously ironic.
Milo is adaptable. He was originally created for a Star Wars setting, but he's been a hard sci-fi technician, a fantasy hero, even a grad student. Chances are, if you have a preferred setting where at least vaguely anthro characters can show up, we can work him into it.
Milo has many, many kinks. Some of them already mentioned. The rest can more or less be found [URL='https://www.f-list.net/c/furry%20flint']here[/URL].
I have a few plot ideas of my own, though I am [I]very[/I] much willing to hear [I]your[/I] ideas for this character. My own scenarios are outlined in the following spoiler tags.
[spoiler=The Queen & Her Spoils]This one is a scenario that I've enjoyed in the past, and have always hoped to recreate, as I was ditched right when it started to get good.
Your character is a queen, the ruler of a powerful nation. She is strong-willed, keen-minded and well respected by most of her court, although she does not usually rule alone; her husband, the king, is a powerful man in his own right, but he is a warrior, a man of action who is most at home battling his enemies. At this juncture, the king is away, fighting the beastfolk kingdoms far to the south in one of the many crusades the nations of the north periodically send against their non-human neighbors. In his absence, the queen rules ably, but grows frustrated with her ever-absent husband.
As a token of his supposed devotion, the king does periodically send caravans of treasure and beastfolk slaves. Most of these slaves are intended for the houses of loyal nobles, exotic prizes and tokens of conquest, but a number have been gifted to the palace. One in particular is intended as a gift specifically for the queen, and is brought before her in chains, defiance still burning in his eyes even as he is presented to a strange leader in an unfamiliar land.
Tchit is a warrior, or was. With friends and comrades, he stood against the terrible might of the smooth-skins from the north, with the riding beasts and gleaming steel; at last they had come for his people, for his home. His people were not the largest or strongest of the beastfolk tribes, in territory or in stature, but they had their pride, and when the smooth-skins came, those of the warrior class sold their lives dearly so that families and loved-ones might escape to allied lands. Despite their stature and steel, Tchit slew dozens of the enemy, staining his fur with their blood; however his luck and skill eventually failed him, and he had the misfortune of being captured alive. He was shipped in chains and humiliation back to the lands of the smooth-skins, to be brought before the mate of the king who had brained him with a pommel rather than cut him down. He was to be a pet, a curiosity for this strange female to keep like a common beast. Some in her court even called him [I]cute[/I].
Tchit will have none of that.
The king had thought to make the beastman a slave, a token for his queen. Tchit vowed to show the arrogant conqueror the error of his ways. He is to serve the queen? Well, among his folk it is the women who served. He would make her understand this, gradually if he had to, and by the time the king returned, it would be the queen who knelt at the feet of her onetime slave. Oh yes, Milo would have a revenge greater than any sword could give him...
The queen, for her part, is curious about her new slave. She knows little of beastfolk culture, and seeks to learn of it from Tchit. What he tells her works its way into the cracks of her steely, noble facade; the burdens of leadership are heavy, and it has always been in the back of her mind that she would be happier as a subject than a ruler. More than that, this Tchit is a curious creature; though he does not stand quite as tall as a man, he is strong, and has a presence to him that not even the king can truly match. He is a creature who was made to be obeyed, even if all objective reason tells the queen that she must not submit to such an inferior.
Of course the queen eventually succumbs to her curiosity, and lets Tchit begin to indoctrinate her into his culture, at first in secret and then with increasing overtness. This would be on a slow boil scenario, although we might be able to incorporate some a sort of B-plot; perhaps the queen, in her curiosity toward what might become of her in the long run, also gives permission for Tchit to enslave a noblewoman of her court, and he uses her as a "fast-track" test case for techniques he intends to use on the queen. Gradually, Tchit replaces the queen's absent husband as king, with the noblewoman either being sold off when no longer useful or befalling some other fate.[/spoiler]
[spoiler=Captain to the Carpet]The setting for this one is - near as makes no difference - Star Wars, or some other Galaxy in a related region of Far, Far Away. Your character is a human spacer, the female captain of a [URL='https://i.ibb.co/pbXD6GV/roundedfrontunderslungcylinderfreighter.png']light freighter[/URL]. She runs the ship more or less by herself; she is pilot, navigator and owner, and life is good, aside from just one little loose end that drives her slightly up the bulkhead.
YC can more or less run the ship by herself, all except one area, which by law and practicality requires its own dedicated attendant. The ship's engineer is her only employee aside from a few maintenance and service robots, and of them, the only one to draw a salary. Really, he's very good at what he does; the ship's engines run smoothly, major repairs are few and far between, and he doesn't even ask for much in the way of pay. He seems to be content with a small percentage of the profits from each voyage, and with the private quarters he's allocated for his own use.
It's the use he puts those quarters [I]to[/I] that gets under her skin.
The chief engineer is named Milo, and Tchit is a miln, a diminutive rodentoid species from way out on one of the spiral arms. Now, YC considers herself open-minded, and she has to concede that by the standards of his own kind, her engineer isn't bad looking. That being said, he's not most other species' idea of a catch, and so she can't help but find it baffling just how much [I]tail[/I] he gets.
Practically every planet or space station or even deep-space refueling asteroid the ship sets down on, it's guaranteed that Tchit will bring at least one sentient back to his quarters, sometimes more than one, sometimes more than one [I]at once[/I]. These aren't just of species similar to his own, either; the diversity he seems to effortlessly attract is simply staggering.
Now, normally, YC wouldn't care - she's been known to bring home her own "prizes" on occasion - but it's beginning to become a problem. YC has taken to running a bioscan of the ship before takeoff, making sure Tchit hasn't forgotten about some poor girl still in his quarters before the ship is in deep space, again. And then, of course, there is the enduring mystery of just how YC is able to get them in the first place, something YC burns to discover the answer to.
Now, Tchit has never attempted to get YC into his bunk - he seems to wish to avoid mixing business with pleasure - but eventually, YC's curiosity gets the better of her, and she demands that Tchit show her just how he does what he does. Tchit, almost reluctantly, agrees to do so, and so it is that YC learns just what it is that makes Miln so irresistible. What it is to be made to adore him, and to serve him...[/spoiler]
[spoiler=To Parade a Paladin]Your character is a paladin, a paragon of justice and the avatar of a god's will in the mortal world, slayer of monsters. In battle, few are her equal, and she knows it. She encounters my character, a seemingly pathetic little ratman who has pretensions of being an adventurer in his own right. Your paladin looks down on him with contempt, whatever his accomplishments may be, and when he challenges her to single combat to prove his worth, she was quick to take him up on it, eager to teach this [I]vermin[/I] his place.
And then he [I]beats[/I] her.
Skills honed by a thousand battles, the favor of a mighty god, it wasn't enough to keep this seemingly low creature from using a few simple tricks to win the day. Knocked out during the fight, she awakes to find herself bound and bare, the ratman standing triumphantly over her. For his victory, the creature has claimed his prize; her. He intends to pay her back for her dismissal of him; to make her pay for the slaughter she has doubtless visited upon his kind. No longer shall she be a mighty paladin, instead she shall be remade in an image her new [I]owner[/I] finds more pleasing. She will be degraded, humiliated, debased, used and trained, and when she has been changed beyond all recognition, and when he finally tires of her pathetic servitude, he shall sell her, and what she was shall be lost forever.
Will involve just about every kink under the sun at some point, but what do you think? Proud warrior becoming the plaything of a creature she barely noticed but to destroy during her adventures.[/spoiler]
[spoiler=(Insert Character Here) & the Secrets of Lost Agorax]To be clear with this one, I don't usually go in for RPs involving canon characters. However, a thread proposal caught my eye a bit ago, and I came up with this particular plot based around their craving to play Rey Skywalker. Unfortunately, the recipient couldn't warm up to Milo, though we parted on amicable terms. I figured I would offer it up, however, and see who else might be interested!
Please bear in mind, this plot requires a [I]deep[/I] knowledge of Star Wars lore and history. If you've only seen the movies, well, you'll need to go deeper than that.
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It is the aftermath of the First Order-Resistance War, and the civilized Galaxy has - more or less - gotten back on its feet. As peace and prosperity returns to the Free Worlds, however, rumors have begun to circulate, tales from the Far Rim and Wild Space about things stirring in the dark, things that had long been hidden by the deeper shadows cast by Palpatine and the Sith. One of Rey Skywalker's new generation of Jedi, disturbed by these rumors, has journeyed to the edges of the Chaos, seeking the truth about what faces the healing Galaxy.
Long, long ago, before the Empire, before the Republic, almost before the Jedi and the Sith, the Galaxy was a wild and hostile place. The strong preyed upon the weak, and the very strongest was a being called Agorander. Little remains to tell of Agorander, even his exact species has been lost to history, but the Whills tell that he ruled an empire that was the envy of any that has come before or since. With guile, brutality and cunning artifice, he subjugated the very suns. He was [URL='https://www.thestarwarsrp.com/index.php?threads/agorander.93988/']Agorander, Whose Will the Stars Obeyed[/URL], and all bowed down before.
Few know the details of how the tyrant finally succumbed; they have been swallowed by the gulf of time, and even the Whills know not how he ultimately perished. But, his empire fell, and with it disappeared many of his works.
Including one in particular.
Shining Agorax, jewel of Agorander's design. Lost Agorax, veiled seat of ultimate power. Agorax was Agorander's capital, a secret world that was concealed from the Galaxy's view, but which was nevertheless was said to rival Coruscant or Alsakan in its splendor. The capital of Agorander's empire, Agorax was protected from invasion by secrecy, with no ship's crew being permitted to see the entire route to and from the planet. Its location was thus lost permanently when - in what must have been one of Agorander's final acts - the dictator self-destructed the hyperspace beacon network that allowed ships of that time to safely navigate the Galaxy. Not only did this plunge the remnants of his empire into what must have been a centuries-long dark age, it made Agorax utterly unreachable. To this day, none know what became of the secret planet, and the wonders it held.
Agorander and Agorax are quite literally ancient history, or at least they should be. However, in the present day, rumors have been spreading of a strange group of marauders haunting a region of Wild Space. They are less pirates, more a full-blown cult, and they seem to be looking for something very specific. Further, they use ships and uniforms that few have ever seen before, at least outside of museums...
The Jedi has come to the edge of Wild Space to follow up on these reports, and finds herself in the middle of a raid by these mysterious marauders on a remote settlement, nestled among the ruins of a past civilization; indeed, it seems the raiders have more interest in the ruins than the people who inhabit them. During the fight to drive away the enemy, she is assisted in the air by a local pilot, a T-16 jockey who nevertheless seems adept at driving off the pirates' aging TIE fighters.
Upon landing, the Jedi is surprised to meet a young [URL='https://starwars.fandom.com/wiki/Tintinna']Tintinna[/URL]*. The pilot, one Milo Tyranne, is not actually a local, but a grad student from the Tion Cluster, visiting the planet as part of an expedition funded by the University of Rudrig to study the pre-Old Republic ruins that dot the planet. During his stay on the planet, the settlement was attacked several times, with most of the expedition having been killed off in the process, leaving Milo the only survivor. In the latest attack, however, the marauders seem to have finally managed to find what it was they were looking for; a primitive computer core the expedition dug up, which Milo believes came from an ancient hyperspace beacon station that once orbited the planet.
From here, Milo and the Jedi team up. The Jedi of course wants to stop the marauders and find out just what it is they're after, as does Milo, who also wants to bring his expedition's killers to justice and find out just why an old computer core was so important to a bunch of pirates. Their hunt gradually turns into a race, with nothing less than the forgotten secrets of lost Agorax as the prize...
*[I]Obviously, the Tintinna don't look the way they're depicted in the old Legends Wookieepedia article; Milo isn't very tall, but he [/I]is[I] handsome - and hung - in a way that your character can appreciate.[/I]
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The best way to get in touch with me and see what Milo can do for you is via PM. I prefer if you have a scenario in mind, although I'm happy to help brainstorm things. As for format, I prefer third person. If we end up not working out, I understand, but please let me know instead of just ditching! I will try to do the same.
Hope to hear from you soon!
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