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"You must forgive my lips -- they find pleasure in the most unusual places." -- Russell Crowe
Well, hello there -- welcome to my RT. If you've been here before; I implore you to please take another look around -- everything has been consolidated, eloquently paraphrased and some Plots & Pairings have been added.
All things concerned, I am quite happy and proud with the way things have turned out with this RT.
Special Thanks to Revelations for indirectly leading by example with his RT, and showcasing the height of potential for an F-List.
--> The first and foremost thing about me, is that everything here is up for negotiation. I like to keep an open mind, and if you're willing to talk in-depth about anything in OOC, and show me that there is a certain weight to your words -- I can be more or less persuaded to engage in anything. I encourage you to keep this uppermost in your mind, when going forwards with this RT.
--> I don't like talking about my personal life online. What's relevant to you right now is that I basically exist on the other side of the world from America. I usually respond within a maximum of 72 hours, but I ask you to please be patient -- you might waiting up to a week to hear from me, or receive a reply. In these cases, I will try to keep you informed to the best of my ability. My schedule is a nightmare...
--> I am coming out of retirement from forum-based writing -- there's some things I'd normally be okay with, which I might not be until my feet are wet once more. Be patient in this readjusting phase.
--> ... D&D? No thanks, for now; I've been building entire worlds for that for the last 5 years now. Just trying to take a break from it for awhile...
--> I write in 3rd-person omniscient & limited POVs; past and present tense are used whenever more apropos.
--> My fatal flaw is getting overzealous when I write, effortlessly shattering the 1k word-count ceiling -- you are warmly encouraged to approach me with requests in spite of that flaw. I consider matching my partner's energy & "hyper-compressing" my writing to both be rewarding challenges...
--> I enjoy a multitude of RP genres, up and to including but not limited to sci-fi, high fantasy, horror, etc. I don't think I know of a genre that I'll refuse on principle, alone...
--> Once upon a time, I did not at all mind playing in fandom RPs or as a character someone else designed -- these days, I more highly favor original content. I like to preserve a degree of agency over the characters I play; it promotes ergonomics in creative writing...
--> You may find my comprehensive F-List here; contained within are some custom O/Os more relevant to writing style, negotiation; how to approach me and other concerns of RP that don't really come up in conversation.
--> If you need a break -- tell me. If I'm coming off a little too overzealous and you dont feel like RPing with me; a simple "hey, not feeling this RN" would be highly appreciated over ghosting (although even that's okay). If life is getting in the way, tell me. I love making "Welcome Back" replies to your last post that help keep the RP momentum going, as well as jog your memory. I'm okay with putting RPs in Stasis, but... not if a certain character of mine is involved, or certain themes are central -- those RPs may be decommissioned before too long. You'll see why later...
--> While I am primarily seeking to play as female characters; I can devise male characters on-the-spot if an RP calls for it. Also MxM, FxF, FxNB and all vice versas are all on the table -- I also recognize and am open to negotiation when it comes to writing romance with genders other than M, F or NB -- When in doubt, just ask me =)
--> Inversely, I make use of three Female Lead characters, which will be enclosed down below -- they are reusable characters which have evolved over the course of 15+ years of writing. The character sheets defining them are quite extensive; they are also about 90% convertible to suit any RP needs or contexts -- in no short terms, I can masterfully play as at least one of them in any type of RP you can possibly imagine.
--> These character sheets also contain writing samples for them, each in their natural elements, stretching their wings with themes they like to play with. However, keep in mind they are extremely versatile.
--> Sooner or later, I will acquire privately commissioned art (TBD) for my three prime Female Leads -- otherwise, a picture may be worth a thousand words, but why rely on pictures when I have written well over a million words? ... no conceit intended there -- the gist is to not expect me to rely on photos or FCs if I don't already have some on-hand.
--> I include some plots & pairings down below, but I largely don't hold myself restricted to them -- I'm a big people pleaser; just ask me about what you're craving! We can negotiate whatever's clever, especially if you could see yourself RPing said sought-out plots & pairings with one of my girls... or guys, should I be feeling adventurous.
--> Side-note: Sometimes during negotiation, lightning strikes me brain and I'm prone to craft a plot/pairing from scratch that is custom-tailored to YOU; what you're craving, your kinks, and even mine to ensure we are mutually enjoying the RP to the fullest. If I come off too strongly and you decide to ghost or decline; that's fine -- but even seamstresses won't trash pretty dresses just because a client doesn't want to pay -- that pairing will go here, and someone else will get the opportunity to use it.
ABOUT MY GIRLS:
Going forwards from here unto this Gallery, here's a few things you should know:
1. All Female Leads are retrofittable with positive/negative character arcs suitable to Plot/Pairing context but secretly possess a Flat Character Arc ingrained within their personas -- this enables them to be largely evolved and fleshed-out in their characterization and enables them to take initiative and inspire meaning within RPs when in the absence of Plot.
2. Unless specifically required by the RP (non-con, etc.) My characters are not objectively harmless -- they will showcase a natural competency for action sequences, with enough creative freedom to defend themselves.
3. Possess a default appearance which may be inorganically inspired but are Original Content in regard to how they are presented. All traits and concepts for characters are innately amendable for the purposes of tailoring them to specific RP contexts.
Character Sheet Template: (PLEASE READ THIS)
NOTE: If you see an asterisk (*) by any field bracket for the character sheet -- that field is amendable to the context of any RP.
Name of Character
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Elika von Sinclair
Availability: Active in 1 RP; more slots available
Aolieon Amuchasteguei
Availability: OPEN (currently inactive)
~ Alruna Rose ~
Availability: OPEN 0/2 (inactive)
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Well, hello there -- welcome to my RT. If you've been here before; I implore you to please take another look around -- everything has been consolidated, eloquently paraphrased and some Plots & Pairings have been added.
All things concerned, I am quite happy and proud with the way things have turned out with this RT.
Special Thanks to Revelations for indirectly leading by example with his RT, and showcasing the height of potential for an F-List.
--> The first and foremost thing about me, is that everything here is up for negotiation. I like to keep an open mind, and if you're willing to talk in-depth about anything in OOC, and show me that there is a certain weight to your words -- I can be more or less persuaded to engage in anything. I encourage you to keep this uppermost in your mind, when going forwards with this RT.
--> I don't like talking about my personal life online. What's relevant to you right now is that I basically exist on the other side of the world from America. I usually respond within a maximum of 72 hours, but I ask you to please be patient -- you might waiting up to a week to hear from me, or receive a reply. In these cases, I will try to keep you informed to the best of my ability. My schedule is a nightmare...
--> I am coming out of retirement from forum-based writing -- there's some things I'd normally be okay with, which I might not be until my feet are wet once more. Be patient in this readjusting phase.
--> ... D&D? No thanks, for now; I've been building entire worlds for that for the last 5 years now. Just trying to take a break from it for awhile...
--> I write in 3rd-person omniscient & limited POVs; past and present tense are used whenever more apropos.
--> My fatal flaw is getting overzealous when I write, effortlessly shattering the 1k word-count ceiling -- you are warmly encouraged to approach me with requests in spite of that flaw. I consider matching my partner's energy & "hyper-compressing" my writing to both be rewarding challenges...
--> I enjoy a multitude of RP genres, up and to including but not limited to sci-fi, high fantasy, horror, etc. I don't think I know of a genre that I'll refuse on principle, alone...
--> Once upon a time, I did not at all mind playing in fandom RPs or as a character someone else designed -- these days, I more highly favor original content. I like to preserve a degree of agency over the characters I play; it promotes ergonomics in creative writing...
--> You may find my comprehensive F-List here; contained within are some custom O/Os more relevant to writing style, negotiation; how to approach me and other concerns of RP that don't really come up in conversation.
--> If you need a break -- tell me. If I'm coming off a little too overzealous and you dont feel like RPing with me; a simple "hey, not feeling this RN" would be highly appreciated over ghosting (although even that's okay). If life is getting in the way, tell me. I love making "Welcome Back" replies to your last post that help keep the RP momentum going, as well as jog your memory. I'm okay with putting RPs in Stasis, but... not if a certain character of mine is involved, or certain themes are central -- those RPs may be decommissioned before too long. You'll see why later...
--> While I am primarily seeking to play as female characters; I can devise male characters on-the-spot if an RP calls for it. Also MxM, FxF, FxNB and all vice versas are all on the table -- I also recognize and am open to negotiation when it comes to writing romance with genders other than M, F or NB -- When in doubt, just ask me =)
--> Inversely, I make use of three Female Lead characters, which will be enclosed down below -- they are reusable characters which have evolved over the course of 15+ years of writing. The character sheets defining them are quite extensive; they are also about 90% convertible to suit any RP needs or contexts -- in no short terms, I can masterfully play as at least one of them in any type of RP you can possibly imagine.
--> These character sheets also contain writing samples for them, each in their natural elements, stretching their wings with themes they like to play with. However, keep in mind they are extremely versatile.
--> Sooner or later, I will acquire privately commissioned art (TBD) for my three prime Female Leads -- otherwise, a picture may be worth a thousand words, but why rely on pictures when I have written well over a million words? ... no conceit intended there -- the gist is to not expect me to rely on photos or FCs if I don't already have some on-hand.
--> I include some plots & pairings down below, but I largely don't hold myself restricted to them -- I'm a big people pleaser; just ask me about what you're craving! We can negotiate whatever's clever, especially if you could see yourself RPing said sought-out plots & pairings with one of my girls... or guys, should I be feeling adventurous.
--> Side-note: Sometimes during negotiation, lightning strikes me brain and I'm prone to craft a plot/pairing from scratch that is custom-tailored to YOU; what you're craving, your kinks, and even mine to ensure we are mutually enjoying the RP to the fullest. If I come off too strongly and you decide to ghost or decline; that's fine -- but even seamstresses won't trash pretty dresses just because a client doesn't want to pay -- that pairing will go here, and someone else will get the opportunity to use it.
ABOUT MY GIRLS:
Going forwards from here unto this Gallery, here's a few things you should know:
1. All Female Leads are retrofittable with positive/negative character arcs suitable to Plot/Pairing context but secretly possess a Flat Character Arc ingrained within their personas -- this enables them to be largely evolved and fleshed-out in their characterization and enables them to take initiative and inspire meaning within RPs when in the absence of Plot.
2. Unless specifically required by the RP (non-con, etc.) My characters are not objectively harmless -- they will showcase a natural competency for action sequences, with enough creative freedom to defend themselves.
3. Possess a default appearance which may be inorganically inspired but are Original Content in regard to how they are presented. All traits and concepts for characters are innately amendable for the purposes of tailoring them to specific RP contexts.
Character Sheet Template: (PLEASE READ THIS)
NOTE: If you see an asterisk (*) by any field bracket for the character sheet -- that field is amendable to the context of any RP.
Name of Character
A small colored section will precede the data of each Character Sheet, just to give you a taste of what they feel like...
These samples will:
- introduce the Female Lead
- invoke their writing style
- mildly toy with the themes they like to play with
- showcase the character at their strongest, although they can take more tame and more realistic forms.
- be altogether paraphrased (not an ideal representation of how they act when in the thick of writing about stuff i love)
These samples will:
- introduce the Female Lead
- invoke their writing style
- mildly toy with the themes they like to play with
- showcase the character at their strongest, although they can take more tame and more realistic forms.
- be altogether paraphrased (not an ideal representation of how they act when in the thick of writing about stuff i love)
Age*: -- (showcased in a range, with caveats if applicable)
Species*: (what this Female Lead has been known to be portrayed as)
Appearance (form): -- Everything having to do with physical form and body shape -- dimensions, height/weight, flexibility vs physique, etc.
Appearance (features)*: -- the identifiable traits of the Female Lead -- includes hair, skin, eye color, makeup, tattoos and other notable visual features to the character
Wardrobe*: -- default attire + notes on amendability to historicals and RP contexts
Species*: (what this Female Lead has been known to be portrayed as)
Appearance (form): -- Everything having to do with physical form and body shape -- dimensions, height/weight, flexibility vs physique, etc.
Appearance (features)*: -- the identifiable traits of the Female Lead -- includes hair, skin, eye color, makeup, tattoos and other notable visual features to the character
Wardrobe*: -- default attire + notes on amendability to historicals and RP contexts
Personality*: -- self-explanatory; the mental and emotional characteristics of the Female Lead, as they are usually portrayed
Alignment*: -- moral gravitation of a character, in the context of D&D
Inner Truth: -- philosophical motto at the core of this character's Flat Character Arc
Playlist: -- songs for fellow melomaniacs which characterize the character's energy -- one for love/smut, another for Plot/Aura, and one more for Combat/Action
Fantasy Abilities*: -- if at all applicable, the typical set of abilities and/or powers the character makes the most skillful uses of; all characters may be grounded in realistic RP, unless specified.
Other:
Alignment*: -- moral gravitation of a character, in the context of D&D
Inner Truth: -- philosophical motto at the core of this character's Flat Character Arc
Playlist: -- songs for fellow melomaniacs which characterize the character's energy -- one for love/smut, another for Plot/Aura, and one more for Combat/Action
Fantasy Abilities*: -- if at all applicable, the typical set of abilities and/or powers the character makes the most skillful uses of; all characters may be grounded in realistic RP, unless specified.
Other:
Roles: -- all noteworthy roles that a Female Lead has participated in, including but not limited to Profession, responsibility, familial linkages, perpetrator or victim, etc.
Specialization: -- what this character was BORN to do. Includes other areas of RP excellence, as well as a general aim of their suitability in RPs.
Remarks: -- anything important I may have missed + some personal musings upon my usage and creation of this character. ACTUALLY READ THIS!!
Availability: -- the current RP-saturation of the Character -- very important to know before inquiring.
Specialization: -- what this character was BORN to do. Includes other areas of RP excellence, as well as a general aim of their suitability in RPs.
Remarks: -- anything important I may have missed + some personal musings upon my usage and creation of this character. ACTUALLY READ THIS!!
Availability: -- the current RP-saturation of the Character -- very important to know before inquiring.
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Elika von Sinclair
"... The footbound journey of the Long Road has left you burdened with exhaustion, and yet somehow you acted upon the urge to take this branching path less travelled; now you are lost with aching feet, parched lips and in dire need of a rest. Amidst the symphony of the birds, insects and caressing winds through the verdant green forests, you can make out the sound of running water. A delightful cry of realized salvation escapes your lips, and after rushing with second-wind strength, you find yourself prostrated before a crystal-clear creek, eagerly quenching your thirst with cupped hands. After filling your belly to near-glutting with tasteful spring waters, you let out a sigh as you bear witness to a beautiful misty waterfall rolling down an outcropping of rocks dappled with moss and fungi, giving way to vibrant butterflies and prismatic refractions of light. The trees rustle a distance away and your ears seemingly deceive you, as you think you hear the few notes of an immaculate angelic chorus sighing through the air..."
"Suddenly, a wisp of cyan light ripples through the air at breakneck speed, crashing violently like a cannonball into the pool of waters and taking you aback with surprise. The waters settle for long moments before being shaken to bursting by the emergence of a humanoid figure cast with light across her silhouette. A comely woman of sprightly druidic appearance throws her head back, the waters arcing with her hair as she begins to giggle with spirited joy while seemingly dancing about while submerged within the water's embrace. Shortly thereafter she cries out in a panic as her verdant eyes suddenly discover you, freezing in place at the sight of a stranger... moments pass, and then she slowly begins to approach, making no sudden movements and brushing through the water as if you were perhaps some jumpy stag or doe -- a remarkable creature, and one she wishes to touch. Her white lace blouse is positively water-soaked within the light; the diaphanous fabric revealing her sun-kissed skin and breasts nigh bare before your very eyes. Utterly oblivious to the provocative state in which she is being observed, she continues to draw nearer before suddenly flashing forwards; a wisp followed by ribbons of celestial light spontaneously rematerializes her right before you in the blink of an eye. You lock eyes with this nymphal creature as she peers over you, drinking your visage in from all sorts of animalistic angles and awkward poses. She licks her lips as they part and tremble, and your ears are graced by a meek yet honeysweet voice that beckons a swirl of impulses to the surface..."
"...h..h, he... Hello."
"Suddenly, a wisp of cyan light ripples through the air at breakneck speed, crashing violently like a cannonball into the pool of waters and taking you aback with surprise. The waters settle for long moments before being shaken to bursting by the emergence of a humanoid figure cast with light across her silhouette. A comely woman of sprightly druidic appearance throws her head back, the waters arcing with her hair as she begins to giggle with spirited joy while seemingly dancing about while submerged within the water's embrace. Shortly thereafter she cries out in a panic as her verdant eyes suddenly discover you, freezing in place at the sight of a stranger... moments pass, and then she slowly begins to approach, making no sudden movements and brushing through the water as if you were perhaps some jumpy stag or doe -- a remarkable creature, and one she wishes to touch. Her white lace blouse is positively water-soaked within the light; the diaphanous fabric revealing her sun-kissed skin and breasts nigh bare before your very eyes. Utterly oblivious to the provocative state in which she is being observed, she continues to draw nearer before suddenly flashing forwards; a wisp followed by ribbons of celestial light spontaneously rematerializes her right before you in the blink of an eye. You lock eyes with this nymphal creature as she peers over you, drinking your visage in from all sorts of animalistic angles and awkward poses. She licks her lips as they part and tremble, and your ears are graced by a meek yet honeysweet voice that beckons a swirl of impulses to the surface..."
"...h..h, he... Hello."
Age*: 18-24
Species*: Human, Celestial (angelic), Fey, Divine
Appearance (form): Standing at a meager 4'10" and weighing 97 lbs, measuring at 29", 21" and 26" with a cup size of 28B and an ectomorphic (rectangular) body type -- Elika is a slender petite creature that is keenly athletic and able-bodied; smooth features give way to an aerodynamic form, thinly veiling an uncanny agility applied to parkour, nature traversal and even gymnastics or martial arts. Elika also maintains an uncanny amount of flexibility, allowing her to do anything from pose elegantly to running on all fours intuitively. While Elika is the most robust of the three -- her innate physical prowess is largely overshadowed by her bright, beaming, naive nature.
Appearance (features)*: Her hair is typically styled in a short wavy crop, sporting a chestnut brown color with blonde highlights; her hair is often unkempt and littered with flower petals and other tell-tale signs of lackadaisical merriment. Eye colors come in a range of benevolent, celestial colors ranging from lush greens to a bioluminescent cyan. Her warm beige skin is cream-colored and sun-kissed to varying degrees due to time spent outdoors. Elika oft comes with no makeup, has no tattoos or noteworthy marks upon her skin, save possibly a birthmark on her left shoulder plate. She is also capable of adopting celestial or fey features and is Kemonomimi-compatible (please see F-list before inquiring).
Wardrobe*: Default attire typically consists of a v-neck white lace blouse with bell sleeves and brown modern leather capris while either wearing strap heel sandals or going barefoot. Character has been dressed for Victorian, medieval/fantasy eras, modern/realistic and of dress styles ranging from homely peasant to high-born royalty. Often comes accessorized with a golden, heart-shaped locket for the storage of pictures and plot McGuffins. Overall, favors modest, elegant attire which is pragmatic to physical activity or merriment.
Species*: Human, Celestial (angelic), Fey, Divine
Appearance (form): Standing at a meager 4'10" and weighing 97 lbs, measuring at 29", 21" and 26" with a cup size of 28B and an ectomorphic (rectangular) body type -- Elika is a slender petite creature that is keenly athletic and able-bodied; smooth features give way to an aerodynamic form, thinly veiling an uncanny agility applied to parkour, nature traversal and even gymnastics or martial arts. Elika also maintains an uncanny amount of flexibility, allowing her to do anything from pose elegantly to running on all fours intuitively. While Elika is the most robust of the three -- her innate physical prowess is largely overshadowed by her bright, beaming, naive nature.
Appearance (features)*: Her hair is typically styled in a short wavy crop, sporting a chestnut brown color with blonde highlights; her hair is often unkempt and littered with flower petals and other tell-tale signs of lackadaisical merriment. Eye colors come in a range of benevolent, celestial colors ranging from lush greens to a bioluminescent cyan. Her warm beige skin is cream-colored and sun-kissed to varying degrees due to time spent outdoors. Elika oft comes with no makeup, has no tattoos or noteworthy marks upon her skin, save possibly a birthmark on her left shoulder plate. She is also capable of adopting celestial or fey features and is Kemonomimi-compatible (please see F-list before inquiring).
Wardrobe*: Default attire typically consists of a v-neck white lace blouse with bell sleeves and brown modern leather capris while either wearing strap heel sandals or going barefoot. Character has been dressed for Victorian, medieval/fantasy eras, modern/realistic and of dress styles ranging from homely peasant to high-born royalty. Often comes accessorized with a golden, heart-shaped locket for the storage of pictures and plot McGuffins. Overall, favors modest, elegant attire which is pragmatic to physical activity or merriment.
Personality*: Elika is a wild child of youthful exuberance, to say the least; when she's not doting on her obsessions or upholding responsibilities, she is frolicking in forests, running across rooftops, getting dirty and getting into trouble. But she doesn't always march to the beat of her own drum; a structured and often sheltered lineage cultivates a naivete, altruism and selflessness that makes her objectively kind. Often a deeply caring individual, a doting tribute to autism makes her prone to fits of empathetic hysteria across the emotional spectrum -- love is no exception. Her heart is too big for her petite frame; it radiates outwards, filling the setting madly with love and light. While ably NSFW-compatible, Elika is more geared towards softcore elements of romance; however, she possesses an innate adaptability and determination that allows her to get more risque, if necessary.
Alignment*: Usually Neutral Good (LG, NG, CG, LN, N)
Inner Truth: -- "No matter what happens, hold on tight to faith in humanity; celebrate the good in life, and always cherish the moments of love and bliss -- without it, existence becomes a hopeless and dreadful slog, and Life becomes unworthy of living anymore -- you're allowed to be happy."
Playlist: Hikaru Utada -- "Simple and Clean (Planitb Remix)", Enya -- "Echoes in Rain", Gustaf Grefberg -- "For the Queen!"
Fantasy Abilities*: Entirely optional, Elika has possessed magical and druidic abilities before of more traditional means -- her Signature Ability is to manifest and transmute motes of light into anything from therapeutic and accelerated healing magic to combative Divine magic. This even goes so far as to allow her to transmute herself partially and even completely into light, granting her the unprecedented agility and aspects of light itself. This ability has proven so universal and competently adaptive, that with enough negotiation and creative license, Elika does not require any weapons, armor or other abilities.
Alignment*: Usually Neutral Good (LG, NG, CG, LN, N)
Inner Truth: -- "No matter what happens, hold on tight to faith in humanity; celebrate the good in life, and always cherish the moments of love and bliss -- without it, existence becomes a hopeless and dreadful slog, and Life becomes unworthy of living anymore -- you're allowed to be happy."
Playlist: Hikaru Utada -- "Simple and Clean (Planitb Remix)", Enya -- "Echoes in Rain", Gustaf Grefberg -- "For the Queen!"
Fantasy Abilities*: Entirely optional, Elika has possessed magical and druidic abilities before of more traditional means -- her Signature Ability is to manifest and transmute motes of light into anything from therapeutic and accelerated healing magic to combative Divine magic. This even goes so far as to allow her to transmute herself partially and even completely into light, granting her the unprecedented agility and aspects of light itself. This ability has proven so universal and competently adaptive, that with enough negotiation and creative license, Elika does not require any weapons, armor or other abilities.
Roles: Druid, Witch, Gypsy, Fey Creature, Healer, Cleric, Soothsayer, Angel, Princess, High Priestess, Young Queen, Mother, Daughter, Exchange Student, Superheroine, Manifestation of God, Bottom, Brat, Sammy, Bondage Enthusiast and more...
SPECIALIZATION: Softcore Romance & NSFW RPs -- also notably excels in genres of Historical, Adventure, Fantasy & Slice-of-Life RPs. Most suitable for Modern/Realistic RPs; least suitable to taboo/"dark romance" RPs.
Remarks: Sometimes, a character is so well-designed that one can't help but apply them in other ways. Elika is inspired by a character of the same name from a 2013 game, but great strides have been taken in her metamorphosis into Original Content, from including fey-aligned elements and blending Enya tributes. Elika was designed with one key initiative in mind, among others -- to serve as my mental counter-balance in the face of oversaturation in dark romance; light-hearted and fluffy in nature as she may be, she's a whole change of pace and breath of fresh air for all who have the privilege of RPing with her -- to that end, getting Elika involved in RP is always encouraged, as the more I star as Elika; the more sinful overdrive I am able to maintain in other RPs without mental exhaustion.
SPECIALIZATION: Softcore Romance & NSFW RPs -- also notably excels in genres of Historical, Adventure, Fantasy & Slice-of-Life RPs. Most suitable for Modern/Realistic RPs; least suitable to taboo/"dark romance" RPs.
Remarks: Sometimes, a character is so well-designed that one can't help but apply them in other ways. Elika is inspired by a character of the same name from a 2013 game, but great strides have been taken in her metamorphosis into Original Content, from including fey-aligned elements and blending Enya tributes. Elika was designed with one key initiative in mind, among others -- to serve as my mental counter-balance in the face of oversaturation in dark romance; light-hearted and fluffy in nature as she may be, she's a whole change of pace and breath of fresh air for all who have the privilege of RPing with her -- to that end, getting Elika involved in RP is always encouraged, as the more I star as Elika; the more sinful overdrive I am able to maintain in other RPs without mental exhaustion.
Aolieon Amuchasteguei
"... The plan was simple; infiltrate the futuristic megalopolis and when the time was right, assassinate the corrupt Senator that would have otherwise allowed this Planet to fall under Imperial purview. Establishing criminal connections and getting immersed in the city was easy -- getting past the guards was hard; in hindsight, bringing vibroblades to a blaster fight was probably not the best idea, but she still cut through them like a frenzied and beautiful dervish, leaving seven bodies for the Night Police to sift through. It was easier to get inside the nightclub, masquerade as a normal club-goer and get into the backrooms to hack the internal systems to ensure the set-up for her lure. 90 stellar minutes, and the Senator would be here for his occasional indulgence in the slave market, no doubt ready to bury his face in the ass of some drugged and helpless private dancer -- time to make like a crown jewel of the environment... and pretend that she was what she once was."
"Hiding away all of her weapons and gear behind a mini-fridge containing sensational cocktails and illegal aphrodisiacs, she quickly stripped herself of her flight-suit to reveal a set of black lace lingerie that which none could afford in this side of the galaxy. Applying the topical camouflage for her former brands and quickly thieving a huff of seductive narcotics; donning the replica slaver's collar around her neck and concealing a fiber wire amidst the mess of her silver hair, she moved like a knife over to the stage and got within arm's reach of one of the background dancing poles. Her foreign virus programs kicked in like clockwork; suddenly the DJ's music was overtaken by her playlist -- and she proceeded to put on the most steamy showstopper cultivated from decades of a traumatic life she abhorred but also was trained to see the value within. Using the pole as the one lifeline she could see amidst the pink haze of carnal amphetamines, she practically made love to the air as she smoothed and arched her body; touching, swirling and presenting herself in a way that just might beg even the most pious man to abandon all reason and just vandalize her body... The various nightclubbers were intoxicated by the energy she brought, some even beginning to lovingly paw at the stage near her feet. The various bouncers, managers and slavers noticed the change in the air, and noticed her; none knew who the hell she was, quite the rare species as she may be, but their bewilderment was suddenly overshadowed by the impulsive auctioning of millions of credits -- all aimed at the possession of her very soul by none other than the Senator in question. One manager, bedazzled by greed, leapt at the opportunity to run with the situation; having two of his bodyguards pull her off-stage, violently beat her and drag her into a private room for "sampling"... but she didn't lose sight of the mission; as if by instinct, she threw herself upon the Senator and treated him tastefully to an almost no-holds-barred lapdance -- his hands and breath alerted her to the fact that she was about to be lustfully ravaged, but she needed to buy enough time that his protection would gravitate away. His pants were down; his hands clawed into her hips, it almost seemed inevitable... and then she faintly heard it; almost completely drowned out by the music, the sound of a lightsaber cutting through flesh."
"You're late, my love" her thoughts mused, as she thinks of you. Without missing a beat, she whirled around and mounted the Senator, narrowly avoiding his arousal and erotically running her fingers through her hair before locking the wire around his neck in a flash and firmly planting one of her feet into his chest. He leaked an ichor that was indicative of his corruption; it got all over her as she heaved in the desperation invoked by a vindictive angst to practically separate his head from his body with the wire. As the Senator lost grip upon his last breath, gentle hands fly from behind the curtain as you check her for any signs of violation; in a flurry of emotions, she decides to spend the rest of her alloted "private time" to eagerly remind you of how much you have changed her life -- after all, its not like anyone was left alive to interrupt the dance. The Mission was a success, although by the skin of their teeth -- unable to keep herself too far away from you, the two of you ride away in a dinky freighter, just as 15 million credits are wired into her account. You two Rebels need a vacation..."
(Writing this sample was downright CRIMINAL for me -- I had to skim over ALL the good parts!
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"Hiding away all of her weapons and gear behind a mini-fridge containing sensational cocktails and illegal aphrodisiacs, she quickly stripped herself of her flight-suit to reveal a set of black lace lingerie that which none could afford in this side of the galaxy. Applying the topical camouflage for her former brands and quickly thieving a huff of seductive narcotics; donning the replica slaver's collar around her neck and concealing a fiber wire amidst the mess of her silver hair, she moved like a knife over to the stage and got within arm's reach of one of the background dancing poles. Her foreign virus programs kicked in like clockwork; suddenly the DJ's music was overtaken by her playlist -- and she proceeded to put on the most steamy showstopper cultivated from decades of a traumatic life she abhorred but also was trained to see the value within. Using the pole as the one lifeline she could see amidst the pink haze of carnal amphetamines, she practically made love to the air as she smoothed and arched her body; touching, swirling and presenting herself in a way that just might beg even the most pious man to abandon all reason and just vandalize her body... The various nightclubbers were intoxicated by the energy she brought, some even beginning to lovingly paw at the stage near her feet. The various bouncers, managers and slavers noticed the change in the air, and noticed her; none knew who the hell she was, quite the rare species as she may be, but their bewilderment was suddenly overshadowed by the impulsive auctioning of millions of credits -- all aimed at the possession of her very soul by none other than the Senator in question. One manager, bedazzled by greed, leapt at the opportunity to run with the situation; having two of his bodyguards pull her off-stage, violently beat her and drag her into a private room for "sampling"... but she didn't lose sight of the mission; as if by instinct, she threw herself upon the Senator and treated him tastefully to an almost no-holds-barred lapdance -- his hands and breath alerted her to the fact that she was about to be lustfully ravaged, but she needed to buy enough time that his protection would gravitate away. His pants were down; his hands clawed into her hips, it almost seemed inevitable... and then she faintly heard it; almost completely drowned out by the music, the sound of a lightsaber cutting through flesh."
"You're late, my love" her thoughts mused, as she thinks of you. Without missing a beat, she whirled around and mounted the Senator, narrowly avoiding his arousal and erotically running her fingers through her hair before locking the wire around his neck in a flash and firmly planting one of her feet into his chest. He leaked an ichor that was indicative of his corruption; it got all over her as she heaved in the desperation invoked by a vindictive angst to practically separate his head from his body with the wire. As the Senator lost grip upon his last breath, gentle hands fly from behind the curtain as you check her for any signs of violation; in a flurry of emotions, she decides to spend the rest of her alloted "private time" to eagerly remind you of how much you have changed her life -- after all, its not like anyone was left alive to interrupt the dance. The Mission was a success, although by the skin of their teeth -- unable to keep herself too far away from you, the two of you ride away in a dinky freighter, just as 15 million credits are wired into her account. You two Rebels need a vacation..."
(Writing this sample was downright CRIMINAL for me -- I had to skim over ALL the good parts!
)Age*: biologically equivalent to 26-39 years old -- actual age typically multiplied by a coefficient of 5 (130-195 years)
Species*: Custom Xenos (Alien)
Appearance (form): Standing at 5'6" and weighing 172 lbs, measuring at 39", 36" and 42" with a cup size of 36D and a mesomorphic (triangle) body type -- Aolieon is a voluptuous yet remarkably lithe individual. Biological adaptations and dietary needs make her markedly overweight when compared to humans, but this is healthy. Her boundless flexibility is comparable to that of contortionists, owed to the indignities of a traumatic past. Aolieon is designed with the applied body mechanics of Dance in mind; she can be expected to apply them pragmatically and realistically in RP blocking wherever applicable.
Appearance (features)*: Aolieon comes with a uniquely tiefling-like appearance, featuring cerulean skin and two sets of horns -- one from the forehead which conforms with the flow of hair before tipping slightly upwards, and another from the temples which crescents behind the ears to the jawline (these are highly sensitive to touch). Her aluminum-colored hair is excessively long, cut in long angles which flow down to her butt, sometimes with tell-tale signs of anxiety (hair twirling, chewing, curling around horns). Eye colors range in warm colors from amber to orange. If tattoos are applied, they are tribal in design. Former existence as a slave in lawless galactic regions or more tribal cultures leave many reminders on her body -- these can include cattle branding and/or tattoos, NSFW and/or nonsexual piercings, immovable cybernetic ports of malicious origin, and even bald spots or scar tissue from whip lacerations, C-sections, general scars of abuse and even ripped out implants.
Wardrobe*: Varies largely, from space-faring flightsuits to piece-mail mercenary gear. In RPs featuring Slave Aolieon or RP scenes featuring erotic dance choreography -- Aolieon likes black or purple lace lingerie.
Species*: Custom Xenos (Alien)
Appearance (form): Standing at 5'6" and weighing 172 lbs, measuring at 39", 36" and 42" with a cup size of 36D and a mesomorphic (triangle) body type -- Aolieon is a voluptuous yet remarkably lithe individual. Biological adaptations and dietary needs make her markedly overweight when compared to humans, but this is healthy. Her boundless flexibility is comparable to that of contortionists, owed to the indignities of a traumatic past. Aolieon is designed with the applied body mechanics of Dance in mind; she can be expected to apply them pragmatically and realistically in RP blocking wherever applicable.
Appearance (features)*: Aolieon comes with a uniquely tiefling-like appearance, featuring cerulean skin and two sets of horns -- one from the forehead which conforms with the flow of hair before tipping slightly upwards, and another from the temples which crescents behind the ears to the jawline (these are highly sensitive to touch). Her aluminum-colored hair is excessively long, cut in long angles which flow down to her butt, sometimes with tell-tale signs of anxiety (hair twirling, chewing, curling around horns). Eye colors range in warm colors from amber to orange. If tattoos are applied, they are tribal in design. Former existence as a slave in lawless galactic regions or more tribal cultures leave many reminders on her body -- these can include cattle branding and/or tattoos, NSFW and/or nonsexual piercings, immovable cybernetic ports of malicious origin, and even bald spots or scar tissue from whip lacerations, C-sections, general scars of abuse and even ripped out implants.
Wardrobe*: Varies largely, from space-faring flightsuits to piece-mail mercenary gear. In RPs featuring Slave Aolieon or RP scenes featuring erotic dance choreography -- Aolieon likes black or purple lace lingerie.
Personality*: Trauma is a central facet to Aolieon regardless of how she is portrayed, and it manifests in personality traits ranging anywhere from a high survival instinct to unrelenting hypervigilance. Post-slavery portrayals usually come with a nonchalant, icy demeanor, a strong-willed work ethic, a roguish hypervigilance and a vengeful warrior complex. These traits often hide a genius intellect, granting her an unusual propensity for adaptation and overthinking. She is a hard-to-love individual, one for which a patient and equally dedicated individual would have to work tirelessly to slowly peel back all of her defensive layers -- yet, when all is said and done; you have a strong woman for whom beautiful displays of eroticism and exhibitionism are second nature, and a person for whom a genuine loving relationship would be perennial, dynamic, profound, ironclad and most of all, hard-earned. All of this being said -- Slave Aolieon walks on eggshells; a creature of numbness, docility, intense fear and a hazy will to live. Relationships with Slave Aolieon can be touchy-feely and vibrant, but often ambiguous. Slave Aolieon is, after all, designed for special requests potentially involving non-con-dub-con, abuse, total power exchange (TPE), hentai, excessive drug use, indoctrination and more...
Alignment*: usually True Neutral (CG, LN, N, CN, NE)
Inner Truth: "Man's inhumanity to Man truly knows no bounds, but trauma can make us very human, indeed. The most hard-fought struggles in life can lead to the most breathtaking transformations."
Anthems: iiO -- "Rapture (Armin van Buuren Remix)", Perturbator -- "Sentient", Perturbator -- "Diabolus Ex Machina"
Fantasy Abilities*: I tend to cherry-pick superficial abilities from other known Xenos races and apply them to Aolieon to minorly enhance RP here and there. I have borrowed the Tamaranian's ability to learn language by kissing; I have made use of the long life, regeneration and nervous system linkage of the Asari from Mass Effect; I have even borrowed the emotional pretenses, martial/psionic abilities and mating drive of the Vulcans -- all are optional, and up for negotiation.
Alignment*: usually True Neutral (CG, LN, N, CN, NE)
Inner Truth: "Man's inhumanity to Man truly knows no bounds, but trauma can make us very human, indeed. The most hard-fought struggles in life can lead to the most breathtaking transformations."
Anthems: iiO -- "Rapture (Armin van Buuren Remix)", Perturbator -- "Sentient", Perturbator -- "Diabolus Ex Machina"
Fantasy Abilities*: I tend to cherry-pick superficial abilities from other known Xenos races and apply them to Aolieon to minorly enhance RP here and there. I have borrowed the Tamaranian's ability to learn language by kissing; I have made use of the long life, regeneration and nervous system linkage of the Asari from Mass Effect; I have even borrowed the emotional pretenses, martial/psionic abilities and mating drive of the Vulcans -- all are optional, and up for negotiation.
Roles: Bounty Hunter, Assassin, Diplomat, Smuggler, Isekai'd Extraterrestrial, Artificer/Engineer, Pilot, Dervish, Erotic Dancer, Slave, and more...
SPECIALIZATION: Science Fiction RPs and certain taboo Special Requests -- also notably excels in Action-Based RPs, Fantasy & political/criminal intrigue. Most suitable for special requests featuring non-con, slavery and hentai (among others) requiring a Bottom; least suitable for Realistic RPs -- the Xenos aspect is non-negotiable. More Story-dependent.
Remarks: Like Elika, Aolieon shares a similar uninspired origin with great strides of physical evolution, with her inspiration witnessed in a dating sim -- adding Tiefling into the mix was almost a necessity, as well as putting extra emphasis on certain key facets of her prior Story in order to see her grow into her own original element. Aolieon is actually the youngest of my Female Leads, in regards to longevity of use -- and yet somehow, she has become the most intricate of the Three. It was with Aolieon that my investment in dark romance expanded to new horizons, and my passion for erotic dance choreography was born -- she can dance for you, strip-tease and work the pole, as well as enthrall the masses by putting on a show that serves as the most eloquent foreplay and preludes to memorable smut dynamics -- Alruna can do this too, but Aolieon's energy augments these interactions in a way I cannot truly describe; it just feels more natural for her... Science Fiction is such an underrated genre of RP -- you don't really know just how much more you're capable of doing with it (even beyond High-Fantasy), until you really dedicate yourself to it for a while. As I've heard people say, "Magic is little more than manipulatable phenomena that is not yet explained by Science".
SPECIALIZATION: Science Fiction RPs and certain taboo Special Requests -- also notably excels in Action-Based RPs, Fantasy & political/criminal intrigue. Most suitable for special requests featuring non-con, slavery and hentai (among others) requiring a Bottom; least suitable for Realistic RPs -- the Xenos aspect is non-negotiable. More Story-dependent.
Remarks: Like Elika, Aolieon shares a similar uninspired origin with great strides of physical evolution, with her inspiration witnessed in a dating sim -- adding Tiefling into the mix was almost a necessity, as well as putting extra emphasis on certain key facets of her prior Story in order to see her grow into her own original element. Aolieon is actually the youngest of my Female Leads, in regards to longevity of use -- and yet somehow, she has become the most intricate of the Three. It was with Aolieon that my investment in dark romance expanded to new horizons, and my passion for erotic dance choreography was born -- she can dance for you, strip-tease and work the pole, as well as enthrall the masses by putting on a show that serves as the most eloquent foreplay and preludes to memorable smut dynamics -- Alruna can do this too, but Aolieon's energy augments these interactions in a way I cannot truly describe; it just feels more natural for her... Science Fiction is such an underrated genre of RP -- you don't really know just how much more you're capable of doing with it (even beyond High-Fantasy), until you really dedicate yourself to it for a while. As I've heard people say, "Magic is little more than manipulatable phenomena that is not yet explained by Science".
~ Alruna Rose ~
... The City the Silver Dawn has fallen. The village is in ruins; the battlements have been shattered, its Knights now lie broken and desolate, and the cathedral is in flames. Hordes of Undead, Orcs and Demons laugh and carouse in concert to revel in the spoils of war as they gather the survivors in the town square to bear witness to the last light of their life, as it dies. Men and women of all walks of life are thrown to the ground, as families struggle to remain together against the oppression within their final moments. Suddenly, out of nowhere a figure in shining armor cuts through the hordes, his blade slewing ichor everywhere as his visage is punctuated by the shining light of his faith exploding the head of one of the attackers -- the last Knight-Commander is making his Last Stand, and the villagers shout desperate calls of encouragement.... but none of them see it; the Undead have stopped moving, their heads hung low in reverence to some malefic presence amongst them, and the congregation of dark forces part ways to bear witness to the arrival of that which drives them... Even the Knight-Commander feels an insidious chill down his spine as those he slays give him space, and he looks onwards, as his true enemy begins to emerge...
What emerges is not a Demon Lord, not a mighty Dragon or Wraith... but an unassuming woman. The figures part as she purposefully struts at a leisurely pace; scantily clad due to her garments being in tatters, reagents of black ichor and blood red stain her hair and shimmer across her form, leaving little to the imagination. She smiles sinfully with no regard to the skirmish that just took place; her hand brushes across the cheek of a marred Orc; a vicious-looking Demon kneels before her to receive honeyed head-pats -- She was hiding underneath their noses the entire time; no wonder the city had fallen so unexpectedly. Her seductive grasp over the air is cut through by a vengeful cry of anguish and loss, as the Knight-Commander charges valorously at her. In an almost shocking turn of events, the few who move to step in his way are either violently clobbered aside or keenly slain upon the spot. The air pauses with bated breath, as the Knight raises his sword high above his head, threatening to end this nightmare once and for all... A spike of hardened ichor protrudes from the ground to defend its Mistress; it shatters the blade, but not his spirited charge. She extends a hand forwards as if to beckon him to her and it meets him to caress his jawline; this seems to immediately abruptly terminate his movement, as his jaw drops and his whole body seizes. Her eyes gleam a complete insidious red, her irises flowing into flames as the two lock eyes, suspended in time as if an entire procession seems to travel between their minds -- and his broken sword falls, clattering to the ground helplessly. It's over.
He falls to his knees, and she seemingly clambers over him with tenderness, as all of her entire sloughs off her body like leaves in decay. She takes his wrist and rubs his hand down her chest and midriff, humming a pleasurable note of welcoming into her. Now completely enraptured in her animal magnetism, he quaveringly pulls her body onto himself, as if she were a fated lover who had been gone for ages. Now lovingly sitting upright upon his lap in missionary, she smooths her hands across his breastplate, as a small tendril emerges from the ground and caresses across his neck -- a visceral arterial cut causes a violent fan of blood spatter to emerge, which licks and swathes her skin in a coruscating shower of rubies like body paint within seconds. She runs her fingers through her hair and licks her lips clean of his essence, moaning with rapture as she bathes in the blood of her enemies. All of her minions look onwards at such a salacious scene; a sea of gnashing teeth and aching claws hangs on every second... Her head slowly turns, and she opens her eyes to fixate that hellish kaleidoscope of flame upon YOU. Then, one sultry word escapes her lips, signaling the inevitable -- "Feed."
As she slowly rises to standing from the corpse of her fallen 'beloved', the nightmare crescendos unto peak horror, as a cacophony of demonic laughter, orcish glee and guttural Undead cries slash through the air, as the last of your known friends and colleagues are torn apart. Covered in blood and nothing else, her nude form sensually struts towards you as she smiles with lascivious and venomous intent; you can't even look away. Your heart jumps into your throat as her hand reaches forwards to graze your cheek, smoothing your hair back behind one of your ears, as she begins to speak a set of velvet words that will haunt your very soul for the remainder of your life...
"Death would be but a mercy for you, my sweet nothing... for no good deed goes unpunished."
What emerges is not a Demon Lord, not a mighty Dragon or Wraith... but an unassuming woman. The figures part as she purposefully struts at a leisurely pace; scantily clad due to her garments being in tatters, reagents of black ichor and blood red stain her hair and shimmer across her form, leaving little to the imagination. She smiles sinfully with no regard to the skirmish that just took place; her hand brushes across the cheek of a marred Orc; a vicious-looking Demon kneels before her to receive honeyed head-pats -- She was hiding underneath their noses the entire time; no wonder the city had fallen so unexpectedly. Her seductive grasp over the air is cut through by a vengeful cry of anguish and loss, as the Knight-Commander charges valorously at her. In an almost shocking turn of events, the few who move to step in his way are either violently clobbered aside or keenly slain upon the spot. The air pauses with bated breath, as the Knight raises his sword high above his head, threatening to end this nightmare once and for all... A spike of hardened ichor protrudes from the ground to defend its Mistress; it shatters the blade, but not his spirited charge. She extends a hand forwards as if to beckon him to her and it meets him to caress his jawline; this seems to immediately abruptly terminate his movement, as his jaw drops and his whole body seizes. Her eyes gleam a complete insidious red, her irises flowing into flames as the two lock eyes, suspended in time as if an entire procession seems to travel between their minds -- and his broken sword falls, clattering to the ground helplessly. It's over.
He falls to his knees, and she seemingly clambers over him with tenderness, as all of her entire sloughs off her body like leaves in decay. She takes his wrist and rubs his hand down her chest and midriff, humming a pleasurable note of welcoming into her. Now completely enraptured in her animal magnetism, he quaveringly pulls her body onto himself, as if she were a fated lover who had been gone for ages. Now lovingly sitting upright upon his lap in missionary, she smooths her hands across his breastplate, as a small tendril emerges from the ground and caresses across his neck -- a visceral arterial cut causes a violent fan of blood spatter to emerge, which licks and swathes her skin in a coruscating shower of rubies like body paint within seconds. She runs her fingers through her hair and licks her lips clean of his essence, moaning with rapture as she bathes in the blood of her enemies. All of her minions look onwards at such a salacious scene; a sea of gnashing teeth and aching claws hangs on every second... Her head slowly turns, and she opens her eyes to fixate that hellish kaleidoscope of flame upon YOU. Then, one sultry word escapes her lips, signaling the inevitable -- "Feed."
As she slowly rises to standing from the corpse of her fallen 'beloved', the nightmare crescendos unto peak horror, as a cacophony of demonic laughter, orcish glee and guttural Undead cries slash through the air, as the last of your known friends and colleagues are torn apart. Covered in blood and nothing else, her nude form sensually struts towards you as she smiles with lascivious and venomous intent; you can't even look away. Your heart jumps into your throat as her hand reaches forwards to graze your cheek, smoothing your hair back behind one of your ears, as she begins to speak a set of velvet words that will haunt your very soul for the remainder of your life...
"Death would be but a mercy for you, my sweet nothing... for no good deed goes unpunished."
Age*: 23+, all the way up to "Time Immemorial"
Species*: Human, Vampiric, Demonic, Eldritch
Appearance (form): Standing at 5'9" and weighing 144 lbs, measuring at 42", 33" and 44" with a cup size of 40C and an ectomorphic body type; the spirit of Alruna likes to possess the bodies of women who adhere to the unreasonable and wanton societal standards of beauty -- yet, ironically, Alruna is the least athletic of the Three. She does feature some flexibility and functional musculature in her form, however; enough to move seductively in any way her showmanship desires and to physically inflict her designs upon the people she meets. There's not much more to say when it comes to her physique -- anything she puts her mind to, she's capable of doing.
Appearance (features)*: Alruna self-consciously goes out of her way to withhold any demonic features -- preferring the humanoid form as it is. Her skin is a pale ivory, unanointed by sunlight with few blemishes. Her eyes have taken on various browns, blacks, purples, reds, and even when flaring and showing her true nature, it sometimes reveals as completely crimson sclera with flaming yellow irises. Her hair is auburn red with blood-red highlights, cut in a medium length textured side part. Alruna likes to accessorize the most out of the Three, applying makeup often, with three-inch talons painted in various blacks and reds, and dark eye shadows. Her tattoos are gothic in origin, more often than not being covered in assorted tattoos and even abyssal scripture at times. She does have a weakness for body piercings and vain sets of jewelry -- basically anything to enhance her aesthetic.
Wardrobe*: Alruna is the only one of the three which avidly likes to clad herself in dresses in a range of styles ranging from homespun peasantry to gothic royalty. She has also been known to wear dominatrix gear, or even simply go more modern with miniskirts, fishnet stockings and crop tops. High heels, strap sandals, throat-crushing boots -- if you couldn't tell, she has a tendency to really accessorize and naturally can don a range of wardrobes from all time-periods and fashion styles.
Species*: Human, Vampiric, Demonic, Eldritch
Appearance (form): Standing at 5'9" and weighing 144 lbs, measuring at 42", 33" and 44" with a cup size of 40C and an ectomorphic body type; the spirit of Alruna likes to possess the bodies of women who adhere to the unreasonable and wanton societal standards of beauty -- yet, ironically, Alruna is the least athletic of the Three. She does feature some flexibility and functional musculature in her form, however; enough to move seductively in any way her showmanship desires and to physically inflict her designs upon the people she meets. There's not much more to say when it comes to her physique -- anything she puts her mind to, she's capable of doing.
Appearance (features)*: Alruna self-consciously goes out of her way to withhold any demonic features -- preferring the humanoid form as it is. Her skin is a pale ivory, unanointed by sunlight with few blemishes. Her eyes have taken on various browns, blacks, purples, reds, and even when flaring and showing her true nature, it sometimes reveals as completely crimson sclera with flaming yellow irises. Her hair is auburn red with blood-red highlights, cut in a medium length textured side part. Alruna likes to accessorize the most out of the Three, applying makeup often, with three-inch talons painted in various blacks and reds, and dark eye shadows. Her tattoos are gothic in origin, more often than not being covered in assorted tattoos and even abyssal scripture at times. She does have a weakness for body piercings and vain sets of jewelry -- basically anything to enhance her aesthetic.
Wardrobe*: Alruna is the only one of the three which avidly likes to clad herself in dresses in a range of styles ranging from homespun peasantry to gothic royalty. She has also been known to wear dominatrix gear, or even simply go more modern with miniskirts, fishnet stockings and crop tops. High heels, strap sandals, throat-crushing boots -- if you couldn't tell, she has a tendency to really accessorize and naturally can don a range of wardrobes from all time-periods and fashion styles.
Personality*: Naturally as herself (but not exclusively; this caveat cannot be emphasized enough), Alruna Rose is a creature of hedonism, marginally unhinged intensity, narcissism with and exhibitionism. It is important to understand that she is not lascivious just for the hell of it, though; across alternate realities, Alruna isn't always a creature of sinful origin. However, she IS one that has, throughout life, gotten on a first-name basis with that mental gravity behind humanity's eyes, always tempting one towards corruption and cruelty; despite that, she is not often appalled by it or inspired to be better -- in fact, she's its #1 fangirl! Alruna has embraced this flaw within mortality, weaponized it, and frequently poses as a 'devil's advocate' in a more dogmatic sense. "The bigger they are, the harder they fall", and the more heated she gets when she achieves her desires. To that end, the most forbidden concepts become like tools to her; BDSM, Machiavellianism, psychological torture (mind-fucking), even warfare is a means with which to play the game -- and damn the casualties and/or expense! Whar is owed to this concept is the fact that YC might be biting off more than they can chew, but the challenge of trying to show her real love is one that is as exquisite as it is dangerous; you're playing Russian Roulette, but with a femme fatale that has a good idea of what goes on in the back of your mind -- she may not know who you really are, but in her mind she doesn't have to -- that might pose as much of a chance as it does a danger than you realize...
Alignment*: usually Neutral Evil (CN, LE, NE, CE)
Inner Truth: -- "The greatest lie that humanity ever got away with, was convincing itself it wasn't a bunch of animals."
Playlist: GHOST DATA -- "Full Bodied", Gustaf Grefberg -- "Mordessa", Perturbator -- "Satanic Rites"
Fantasy Abilities*: Alruna has been a great many things, to include but not limited to a magic-user, a vampire, a demon, an Eldritch Patron and more -- however, her Signature Ability is a catch-all, overpowered vehicle of violence, debauchery and Story that runs its teeth along the highest heights of blood magic and shadow magic. The ability to awaken the sentient properties of blood, harden it, transmute it and use it to control/assimilate others has led to a multitude of uses, from spider-climbing and tentacles to the at-will formation of weapons, BDSM toys, garments and more. Additionally, its heinous ability to control others has even evolved to include a preternatural capacity to decay into fossil fuels and grant her control over machines -- things can get really crazy when you authorize Alruna's Signature Ability; in an RP where Alruna has some purview over blood and/or shadows, this WILL be a topic of negotiation...
Alignment*: usually Neutral Evil (CN, LE, NE, CE)
Inner Truth: -- "The greatest lie that humanity ever got away with, was convincing itself it wasn't a bunch of animals."
Playlist: GHOST DATA -- "Full Bodied", Gustaf Grefberg -- "Mordessa", Perturbator -- "Satanic Rites"
Fantasy Abilities*: Alruna has been a great many things, to include but not limited to a magic-user, a vampire, a demon, an Eldritch Patron and more -- however, her Signature Ability is a catch-all, overpowered vehicle of violence, debauchery and Story that runs its teeth along the highest heights of blood magic and shadow magic. The ability to awaken the sentient properties of blood, harden it, transmute it and use it to control/assimilate others has led to a multitude of uses, from spider-climbing and tentacles to the at-will formation of weapons, BDSM toys, garments and more. Additionally, its heinous ability to control others has even evolved to include a preternatural capacity to decay into fossil fuels and grant her control over machines -- things can get really crazy when you authorize Alruna's Signature Ability; in an RP where Alruna has some purview over blood and/or shadows, this WILL be a topic of negotiation...
Roles: Demoness, Vampiress, Sorceress, Princess, Assassin, Cultist, Witch, Necromancer, Bard, Party Animal/Drug Addict, Nightclub/Brothel Owner, Adult Entertainer/Celebrity, Black Market Entrepreneur, Goth, Stalker/Yandere, Serial Killer, Kidnapper, Victim/Stockholm Syndrome accomplice, Erotic Exhibitionist, Domme/Mistress, Slave/Submissive, Cuckold Tryst Perpetrator, Executive Dominatrix, Non-Con Perpetrator -- Mass Murderer, Icon of Evil, Hive Mind, Pandemic Virus made Manifest, Abomination/Eldritch Goddess/Patron... the list is actually quite long...
SPECIALIZATION: All Dark Romance/Taboo Themes, Heavy Violence, Horror, and Evil Campaigns -- also notably excels in all BDSM scenarios, Gothic Settings and Villainous Campaigns. Most suitable for all NSFW High-Fantasy RPs; least suitable for Slice-of-Life RPs.
Remarks: I have saved the best for last. Often starring as a mere succubus or vampiress in the very beginning, Alruna is my first-ever serious female character and she has become the most evolved of the Three over the course of my writing career... and naturally, my strongest RP suit. Alruna's origins as a character were bathed in smut & BDSM, but she has long since 'struck out on her own' as an Original Character by becoming just as gifted in the Horror genre as she is with BDSM as a domme -- subsequently taking her "dark romance" potential and dialing it up to an 11. And while that may be, my escapades into the dark and sinful with Alruna had once taken a heavy toll on my mental over time -- there's a cautionary tale to be told about what happens when you get too good at something (no conceit intended), and the price it can make you pay if you're not willing to take measures to take care of yourself. Alruna is only authorized to be involved in a maximum of 2 (two) active RPs at any given time -- extended leaves of absence are not authorized; RPs containing Alruna which go inactive after 14 days will be decommissioned -- sorry, it is what it is. You're free to inquire as to why this is.
SPECIALIZATION: All Dark Romance/Taboo Themes, Heavy Violence, Horror, and Evil Campaigns -- also notably excels in all BDSM scenarios, Gothic Settings and Villainous Campaigns. Most suitable for all NSFW High-Fantasy RPs; least suitable for Slice-of-Life RPs.
Remarks: I have saved the best for last. Often starring as a mere succubus or vampiress in the very beginning, Alruna is my first-ever serious female character and she has become the most evolved of the Three over the course of my writing career... and naturally, my strongest RP suit. Alruna's origins as a character were bathed in smut & BDSM, but she has long since 'struck out on her own' as an Original Character by becoming just as gifted in the Horror genre as she is with BDSM as a domme -- subsequently taking her "dark romance" potential and dialing it up to an 11. And while that may be, my escapades into the dark and sinful with Alruna had once taken a heavy toll on my mental over time -- there's a cautionary tale to be told about what happens when you get too good at something (no conceit intended), and the price it can make you pay if you're not willing to take measures to take care of yourself. Alruna is only authorized to be involved in a maximum of 2 (two) active RPs at any given time -- extended leaves of absence are not authorized; RPs containing Alruna which go inactive after 14 days will be decommissioned -- sorry, it is what it is. You're free to inquire as to why this is.
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but simple as this gist is, we're both motivated to stay generally ingrained in and around a single Setting. Maybe we double up to increase romance encounters or add layers to the political intrigue, idk...