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welcome to my little slice of paradise--part 2, the electric boogaloo.
you can call me
bliss.
i suggest you take a lil' peek at my
main thread linked here if you wanna write with me.--
but feel to enjoy this little
plot bunny first~. <3
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intro
this little plot bunny is heavily inspired by a song. specifically, one from the musical epic.
it can be simplified into captive x captor, though it's a twinge more nuanced than that!
while i'm much more interested in taking the role of MUSE A, our captor, i'll humor requests to the contrary if you make it interesting. c:
this plot bunny has plenty of room for alterations regarding tone: it can be more light-hearted or dark depending on a couple different factors, so do lemme know your preference!
with all that out in open, i'll drop both the plot & the inspiration for your perusing pleasure. ♥



you're mine, all mine~
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[captive x captor, god(dess) x mortal, fantasy]
Deities come into existence through all manner of occurrences. The greatest amongst them are born of one and other--but the larger portion blink into existence as a result of some significant shift. Wars, tragedies, momentous triumphs...stillness. Yes, even stagnation sometimes calls forth the very essence of the heavens in search of change; just as it did on the lonely isle of Itrie. While the world around it moved forward, that lone island remained ever still. Its remote location and the willful caution of the sailors who glimpsed its flowers from afar resulted in no meaningful changes to its ecosystem for millenia on end.

The mana that leeched from the crystals in the caves beneath it gathered over the course of billions of years until, finally, somethings snapped. Those stray motes of mana coalesced into a singular point that E X P L O D E D in a burst of multichromatic light as that wellspring of energy expended itself--leaving in its wake a deity tied to the island. Its very own god(dess), [muse a]. Beautiful, all-powerful, and yet woefully terrified of the world beyond their island. Their origin forged a connection between them and the land that made them prefer isolation to leaving its sacred soil.

Not even the honeyed words of other deities could coax them to cross the sea, much less ascend to the empire in the heavens where her people dwelled. Though, they did succeed in lighting with them an insatiable desire for companionship. Their fellow gods were fickle with their affections. While they seemed to harbor affection for the young godling, and some forged close bonds with her, they were always flitting across the whole world over.

[Muse A] longed for something that they had never had in their life. The sort of stability that could only be provided by a partner in life. A companion, a lover who would never leave their side even knowing all the joys of the world outside the little island that was all the deity had ever known. Even if that meant taking it by force.

Maybe [Muse B] is the captain of a ship, or some royal traveling between nations? Perhaps even some poor wretch tossed to the sea, banished from the only home they have ever known for a crime they did not commit. Whatever the case, a particularly nasty storm rended them from their vessel and left them at the mercy of the sea. Luckily, [Muse B] found themself drifting against boundary where Itrie's God(dess)' territory overlapped with that of the sea god's--and the benevolent deity guided them to the shores of their domicile. [Muse A] even lovingly tended to them until they awoke from their exhaustion induced slumber.

The only payment the God(dess) desired in return: love. Companionship. Eternal companionship. But how can [Muse B} satisfy this request when so much awaits them back home? Their work, their loved ones...perhaps a spouse?

To their savior, it matters not.


"Now 'till the end of time, from here on out, you're mine. All mine."


tldr:
a young deity tires of solitude and uses the first available soul to remedy that.
should i play the captor as i'm inclined to do, i don't intend to play her as cruel--at least not in the usual sense.
she yearns for love and affection, and so will shower your character with them. however, she is still a deity. she places her desires above YCs
why would a mortal not want her favor, after all?
she's selfish and needy, but also somewhat naive both in the ways of the world and how her actions may harm others. with time she might be convinced to allow them to travel home--but it will never come easily.
she doesn't intend to hurt them, but she does FULLY intend to bar them from leaving her island. she might hurt them to do that depending on the tone we decide on!

i think i'll call it there! feel free to message me if any of this caught your eye.
ooh, and
make sure to tell me this thread is mega-cute or something.
(this isn't an attention check! as always, i'm just fishing for praise~
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catch ya later, dorks!
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welcome to my little slice of paradise--part 2, the electric boogaloo.
you can call me
bliss.
i suggest you take a lil' peek at my main thread linked here if you wanna write with me.--
but feel to enjoy this little
plot bunny first~. <3

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Seriously? You've gotta be kidding me. We can't just keep telling them it's the last time! No one's gonna buy that. What's this the tenth time? The hundredth?! Fucking hell…fine. Fine!
Let's do this one last time.


My name is Pandora Paz. I was bitten by a radioactive spider–much to your utter shock, I'm sure; and for the past three years, I have been New York City's one, and only--




You should know the rest by now, right?

a little intro info
in case you've been living under a rock, the new spiderverse movie dropped recently! and boy was it good!
so good, in fact, that i got caught up in the hype & made my very own spiderman variant!
i know these are usually called spidersonas--
but pandora is very much, not a sona
. she's an OC through & through, lovingly crafted by mine own hand.
'cept for the art! i can't draw worth a damn. that's why i commissioned it c;

what i'm looking for
a pretty wide variety of things, really! this does not have to be a fandom roleplay. sugar might be a spider-woman, but she works just as well in non-spiderverse settings.
if you wanna go the superhero x superhero route, perhaps the pair cross paths when they both thought they were the sole protector of this little patch of earth?
for superhero x villain, maybe YC thinks its time to knock this uppity heroine down a peg?
in a superhero x civilian plot, YC could be the only one who knows who's behind the mask--whether they're her confidant, or just caught her at really bad time.

these are pretty vague ideas because i know exactly who pandora is, and how i want to write her; but i have no idea what kind of character you wanna bring to the table--and that's part of the fun!
i imagine we can flesh out an idea in the PMs based a loose plot thread like the ones I listed and spin up a fun little story together. <3

if this was enough to catch your eye, peek at my main thread to make sure ya think we're a match and shoot me message. because otherwise, you're about to enter....

spoiler territory
it's just a very casual explanation of her origin story and a lil' character bio, but i'm a drama queen so. (。•̀ᴗ-)✧
enjoy some pictures of the pretty lady on your way out if you'd rather not know too much about her before we write.
Name:
Pandora Bonita Paz

Aliases:
Sugar-Silk, Sugar

Age:
18-24, depending on the plot!

Gender:
Cis-Female

Sexuality:
Pansexual

Ethnicity:
Afro-Latina

Powerlist:
the basic spidey suite with some modifications!
  • bio web. no web shooter. au naturale.
  • fangs. partially retractable, but her canines are more prominent than usual. gold capped because. she got it like that.
  • venemous. can dry bite, but usually injects venom during combat if viable. venom causes headaches and cramping--can be temporaily paralytic if received in high enough dosages.
  • superhuman speed, more so than the average spiderman.
  • superhuman strength, less so than the average spiderman.
  • superhuman reflexes
  • superhuman durability
  • increased healing factor
  • spider sense
  • wall-crawling
  • an extra set of eyes. but she can reveal and conceal them at will
Origin Story:
pandora is a spiderman variant that rarely occurs in the multiverse. in most universes, she's just some high-school mean girl that never really interacts with peter parker. there's a handful of universes where premature death of felicia hardy leads to her becoming black cat. and then there's the sole known instance of a universe where she takes up the mantle of spiderman. universe 818 is where our story takes place.

the scarcity of pandora's that get bitten by the spider
is the result of one immutable truth: in order to become a spiderwoman, pandora must interact with her peter parker prior to his bite. it's an incredibly simple criteria, sure; yet it's rarely ever fulfilled.

this pandora's passion serves as a catalyst for her to properly meet her peter. she's absolutely enamored with the world of fashion--but one too many late nights brainstorming new designs for her portfolio leads to one too many failed physics tests; and her parents have been riding her ass about it. out of annoyance more than anything, she takes advantage of her school's tutoring services; and who better to play the role of tutor than the top student in that class? peter parker. i bet you'll never guess, it's so unexpected, but during this study session she gets bitten by a radioactive spider. GASP. shock. horror. a radioactive peacock tarantula, specifically. poecilotheria metallica if you're nasty. her spidey-suits coloration is basically pretty pastel take on the spider's actual colors.

while pandora comes into full control of her powers over a couple short months,
she doesn't actively start working as spiderwoman until circumstances for her too--because she's fucking scared. it's not like you just wake up one day ready to risk your life for strangers. but doing so for yourself? well, that was a different story.

you see, spider silk is just inherently better than silkworm silk. its just as delicate and pretty, whilst being several times stronger than steel. problem is, collecting spider silk is a fucking nightmare. luckily for pandora, she has the only source of easily gathered spider silk in this universe: herself! her super suit was handmade by the fashionista herself; and the proof of its splendor was evident in its performance during her first bout.

she'd love to be able to use it in the production of her own designer clothes, make it her brand staple.
but for that, she'd need money to fund the equipment. a lot of it. enough that her lower middle class family couldn't provide it. if she was going to be risking her life for this city on a daily basis though...wasn't it only fair that she get compensated for her trouble?

with the aid of a savvy financial advisor that handles the knitty gritty of transactions to maintain her secret identity,
pandora started charging the NYPD for every time she stopped a villain. hard to stiff her on the bill when another super powered freak could strut up to the plate with world domination on his mind, no? suffice it to stay, she'd never dreamed of having a bank account with so many zero's in it.

originally, silk was the name she gave to the public. ultimately, a change was sparked early in her heroing career when she heard some cops call her 'the most overpriced sugar baby in the NYC. ' in a fit of irritation, she rebranded to sugar-silk out of pure pettiness. and in true spidey fashion, made some snarky off-color comment to the media about how funny it was that new york's finest had to rely on a teenage girl to do their jobs. she's heavier on the sugar than the silk. plenty of people shorten her name to sugar when referring to her.

and so ends your super brief, super casual explanation about how sugar-silk came to be!
 
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celebrating settling into a new country with a new plot bunny for this thread hehehe

very excited to start writing again!!!
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