shanthi_priya
Moon
- Joined
- Apr 28, 2018
- Location
- USA/India
Hi everyone,
Initial disclaimer: I am an adult(18+) seeking other adults (18+) for an adult themed role play that would be played in long term. Not looking for short term partners.
There must have been a billion prompts based on this idea across the roleplaying universe and this might have been one of the most commonly considered as the cliche idea- The journey of a simple girl and the raising of her as a star or becoming the next porn queen. If you are already bored by the time you made this, I am sorry for wasting your time. If you are still reading it, I hope that you are excited about this idea. But let me add a few more things before you make your mind to discuss what you think about this in PMs.
This idea is about a shy Indian girl (Me), born and brought up in a traditional and conservative family, entering into the universe of porn. I am not looking to play this prompt as a complete smut-based plot. I know what must be going in your mind. May be you are either thinking that I am crazy to say that a idea about porn industry is not based entirely on smut. Or may be you must be curious about what I am talking about. Without further ado, let me share what I have in mind. Rather than just concentrating on the sexual aspects of the industry, I would really like to explore the "Behind the scenes" concept. What you see in porn is definitely not directed just once. And I am not talking about the amateur or the secret cam versions of it. I am talking about the real industry. I would really like to explore the path and the struggle of my character adjusting to this new life and job. It would be a bonus if you can help build a world around my character that she had to deal with both on and off camera. After all, she will have friendships evolving once she start in the industry and her decisions would start effecting her day to day life too.
I would love to deal with the situations of her emotional fight with her own mind starting with her signing the contract with the agency to her path of acting in the industry and then becoming a star. I would prefer your main character is a female (by no means the only preference) director or a mentor who acts as a motherly dominant (again not necessary) personality but feel free to bring your own flavor. There are many ways this idea can be evolved into.
Last but not the least, I am looking for literate partners who are okay with delayed replies. I am a working woman and I may not be able to reply to your post immediately, even if I get curious to read your message within few minutes after you post. I will try my best to reply within a day with decent amount of content for you to work with. If you have made it so far and if you are still interested, let us discuss a little bit about our characters before starting the play. I want to make sure that we are in sync about the whole idea. I will look forward for your PMs.
Initial disclaimer: I am an adult(18+) seeking other adults (18+) for an adult themed role play that would be played in long term. Not looking for short term partners.
There must have been a billion prompts based on this idea across the roleplaying universe and this might have been one of the most commonly considered as the cliche idea- The journey of a simple girl and the raising of her as a star or becoming the next porn queen. If you are already bored by the time you made this, I am sorry for wasting your time. If you are still reading it, I hope that you are excited about this idea. But let me add a few more things before you make your mind to discuss what you think about this in PMs.
This idea is about a shy Indian girl (Me), born and brought up in a traditional and conservative family, entering into the universe of porn. I am not looking to play this prompt as a complete smut-based plot. I know what must be going in your mind. May be you are either thinking that I am crazy to say that a idea about porn industry is not based entirely on smut. Or may be you must be curious about what I am talking about. Without further ado, let me share what I have in mind. Rather than just concentrating on the sexual aspects of the industry, I would really like to explore the "Behind the scenes" concept. What you see in porn is definitely not directed just once. And I am not talking about the amateur or the secret cam versions of it. I am talking about the real industry. I would really like to explore the path and the struggle of my character adjusting to this new life and job. It would be a bonus if you can help build a world around my character that she had to deal with both on and off camera. After all, she will have friendships evolving once she start in the industry and her decisions would start effecting her day to day life too.
I would love to deal with the situations of her emotional fight with her own mind starting with her signing the contract with the agency to her path of acting in the industry and then becoming a star. I would prefer your main character is a female (by no means the only preference) director or a mentor who acts as a motherly dominant (again not necessary) personality but feel free to bring your own flavor. There are many ways this idea can be evolved into.
Last but not the least, I am looking for literate partners who are okay with delayed replies. I am a working woman and I may not be able to reply to your post immediately, even if I get curious to read your message within few minutes after you post. I will try my best to reply within a day with decent amount of content for you to work with. If you have made it so far and if you are still interested, let us discuss a little bit about our characters before starting the play. I want to make sure that we are in sync about the whole idea. I will look forward for your PMs.
“It’s a mistake”, I told myself yet another time as I was coming to your office in the cab. It was a foolish and the most stupid thing that I’ve decided to try my luck in this field. I hardly had any modeling experience before. My life was completely normal until last year. My whole life, especially the last year, started to flash in front of me. Back at home, happy family and a loving boy friend. Being an Indian girl, getting into a relationship with him wasn't too easy. It is a common thing that girls remain virgin or at least they want to or they try to remain as one until the marriage. I used to believe in it and I tried to maintain some distance between us physically although it wasn’t too easy to hold. We got engaged and he convinced me that we are already half married and it was nothing unusual. We broke the limits once and then again and yet again until he left a note that he wasn’t feeling the same way intimately as he expected us to be and that it was time for us to take our own paths and move on. My parents were devastated to hear that the engagement was called off. I was heartbroken and I was on the edge of depression. My parents couldn’t see me suffering and in order to let me forget all the memories, they suggested me to go far away from home, over here, may be for taking up another course.
Six months after, I was here, getting an admission in a good college and I maintained decent grades trying to get over my past and starting with a new phase of my life, until I met my new roommate, who was another Indian girl. Within few days, we became good friends and we started to share everything with each other. It felt like I finally had a friend that I missed for so long. One day, she came to me excitedly that she was now engaged. It was a surprise to me as I have never known that she was seeing someone. When she showed the picture of the guy she was engaged to, I felt that the ground under my feet was trembling. It was the same guy that dumped me before. I tried to slowly explain her about my experience with him. Little did I know that she was already getting brainwashed by him, after he got to know that I was her roommate, that I was over-jealous and possessive that I would go to any extent to make him feel bad and come to me. My life was becoming a living hell again and I was trying to hide it from my parents who have already seen enough.
In order to get out of the situation, I moved out from the college dormitory to a shared apartment. But the cost was just too much for me to afford. I couldn’t ask my parents as they would ask me about the reasons. I tried multiple jobs, working as waitress, working at a store, but it wasn’t still enough. When I was looking for ways to earn quick money, I found an ad about this. I knew this wasn’t a job for me. I’d been a shy girl my whole life. Embracing a rejection anyway, I sent an application as response to the ad.
I was finally disturbed when the driver had to yell at me to bring me back to this real world. My eyes were all blurry. I quickly wiped the tears off my face as I tried to hide my emotions from him. I quickly paid without prolonging the conversation with him. I looked at the building in front of me and I could hear my heart beat echoing in my ear. I nervously walked towards the building as I opened my phone to find the floor and the suite number. A new journey was probably awaiting for me?
Six months after, I was here, getting an admission in a good college and I maintained decent grades trying to get over my past and starting with a new phase of my life, until I met my new roommate, who was another Indian girl. Within few days, we became good friends and we started to share everything with each other. It felt like I finally had a friend that I missed for so long. One day, she came to me excitedly that she was now engaged. It was a surprise to me as I have never known that she was seeing someone. When she showed the picture of the guy she was engaged to, I felt that the ground under my feet was trembling. It was the same guy that dumped me before. I tried to slowly explain her about my experience with him. Little did I know that she was already getting brainwashed by him, after he got to know that I was her roommate, that I was over-jealous and possessive that I would go to any extent to make him feel bad and come to me. My life was becoming a living hell again and I was trying to hide it from my parents who have already seen enough.
In order to get out of the situation, I moved out from the college dormitory to a shared apartment. But the cost was just too much for me to afford. I couldn’t ask my parents as they would ask me about the reasons. I tried multiple jobs, working as waitress, working at a store, but it wasn’t still enough. When I was looking for ways to earn quick money, I found an ad about this. I knew this wasn’t a job for me. I’d been a shy girl my whole life. Embracing a rejection anyway, I sent an application as response to the ad.
I was finally disturbed when the driver had to yell at me to bring me back to this real world. My eyes were all blurry. I quickly wiped the tears off my face as I tried to hide my emotions from him. I quickly paid without prolonging the conversation with him. I looked at the building in front of me and I could hear my heart beat echoing in my ear. I nervously walked towards the building as I opened my phone to find the floor and the suite number. A new journey was probably awaiting for me?
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