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Scyle
Super-Earth
- Joined
- Jan 23, 2012
Obviously I am a male.
Obviously I am looking for a female lol. Writer needs to be female as well. (Not for flirting purposes) Needs to be relatively open minded with a pretty good writing skill. Needs to be amazingly erotic but with plenty of story line. Can be anything from young girl to million year old serpent lady just so long as the character art is sexy. Prefer no gore or anything relating in excrement. Tasteful, not physically disgusting.
Any question, queries, or ideas are more than welcome.
I have a main choice of two characters. Scyle and Scythe.
Scyle is an ancient being that takes the shape of a younger boy (pubescent, blah blah blah.) However he's quite muscular and while he is short, not everything is... Typical mage that specializes in the control of elements. Goofy, fun loving, but houses just about anything and everything personality wise. Talents know no bounds as well as his attitude.
Scythe is Scyle's son. While his dad's lust was great, it is nothing compared to Scythe's. Monstrous man, incredibly built and ripped beyond comparison. Stoic, normally very cold. More useful for the rough stuff. Very dominant though compassionate and passionate. 6'11" and 300 pounds of pure muscle.
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I'm more than happy to do pretty much any plot. Anything from video games to books to original content. The content could be canonical or not. Original character or one of the plot. Prefer original characters however. I'm more apt to play villains but there are few roles I can't play well.
Such plots could include:
Sephiroth x Tifa (video game, Final Fantasy 7)
Hawke (Male or Female) x Sibling (video game, Dragon Age 2)
The Joker x Harley Quinn (comic, Batman)
Aang x Katara (show, Avatar: The Last Airbender)
Kimahri x Lulu (video game, Final Fantasy 10)
Nail Kaizer x Random henchman (hentai, Angel Blade)
God/Goddess x Worshipper (original)
Sub Zero x Skarlet (video game, Mortal Kombat)
Jester x Queen (original)
Angel x Demon (original)
Mitsurugi x Taki (video game, Soul Calibur)
Updated Plots?!?!?!
Remember Ladies, I Am Open To a Great Many Ideas. You bring the creativity and I'll bring the desire. :3
Sample Writing!
Obviously I am looking for a female lol. Writer needs to be female as well. (Not for flirting purposes) Needs to be relatively open minded with a pretty good writing skill. Needs to be amazingly erotic but with plenty of story line. Can be anything from young girl to million year old serpent lady just so long as the character art is sexy. Prefer no gore or anything relating in excrement. Tasteful, not physically disgusting.
Any question, queries, or ideas are more than welcome.
I have a main choice of two characters. Scyle and Scythe.
Scyle is an ancient being that takes the shape of a younger boy (pubescent, blah blah blah.) However he's quite muscular and while he is short, not everything is... Typical mage that specializes in the control of elements. Goofy, fun loving, but houses just about anything and everything personality wise. Talents know no bounds as well as his attitude.
Scythe is Scyle's son. While his dad's lust was great, it is nothing compared to Scythe's. Monstrous man, incredibly built and ripped beyond comparison. Stoic, normally very cold. More useful for the rough stuff. Very dominant though compassionate and passionate. 6'11" and 300 pounds of pure muscle.
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I'm more than happy to do pretty much any plot. Anything from video games to books to original content. The content could be canonical or not. Original character or one of the plot. Prefer original characters however. I'm more apt to play villains but there are few roles I can't play well.
Such plots could include:
Sephiroth x Tifa (video game, Final Fantasy 7)
Hawke (Male or Female) x Sibling (video game, Dragon Age 2)
The Joker x Harley Quinn (comic, Batman)
Aang x Katara (show, Avatar: The Last Airbender)
Kimahri x Lulu (video game, Final Fantasy 10)
Nail Kaizer x Random henchman (hentai, Angel Blade)
God/Goddess x Worshipper (original)
Sub Zero x Skarlet (video game, Mortal Kombat)
Jester x Queen (original)
Angel x Demon (original)
Mitsurugi x Taki (video game, Soul Calibur)
Updated Plots?!?!?!
The sister with a haunting secret~ That old cliche incestuous business but with a twist. Sissy isn't exactly purely girl. Of course she has the lady bits but she has a surprise that her little brother doesn't know about. At least not yet. Not until one fateful evening.
Your Living Hell~ LOLWUT? Moar cliche? An awkward guy has the toughest time trying to find love so he envokes an ancient rite that summons the girl of his dream but of course everything comes with a price. He expected the demon but didn't expect how full of a package she was.
Did This Pokemon Evolve Wrong?~ Pokemon is such an innocent thing. Cute pocket monsters... That one trainer has an obsession with. He doesn't want to catch them all, he more prefers what he seen on the Internet one day. One of the local trainers fucking them?! So he set out attempting to find one himself but one he found wasn't quite normal. Not like he minded~
CRAVING=Azr Ss Trzaous~ Ivy Valentine was a woman whom screamed sensuality. Her outfits hardly ever left much to the eye and many a man wanted her. None however caught her eye. Ivy was a woman of class, of power, of special skill and none of the men she met fit this description except for one being. This monstrosity didn't have to have skill or class because he was purely power, raw aggression and anger. Away in her lab she tinkered to create the perfect toy. A sexual construct that surpassed all pleasures before, one that would make her scream for more. Ivy worked for days on end, her brilliant mind near exhausted as her work neared it's finish. Nearing the final hours the buxom beauty stared up to her monster with a smile painted across her thick lips, her golem nearing his life. Azr Ss Trzaous, the perfect toy.
CRAVING=Superhero's and Their Problems~ I've been on a serious super hero kick lately and goddamn if like all of the character art isn't absolutely to die for. Ugh~ So now I'm wanting to bed one of these gorgeous gals but with a twist. I don't want to play one of the normal hero's, I want one of my favorites; The hulk. I'd definitely be willing to play both Banner and the Beast for some submission/domination switching. Any heroine is fine too, from Dc and Marvel to even Image and Dark Horse. Like all of my plots I'd love them to be smut heavy and we can really follow any universe. If you do have an idea of another pairing you'd want I'll consider it but I'm CRAVING HulkxWhatever~
Your Living Hell~ LOLWUT? Moar cliche? An awkward guy has the toughest time trying to find love so he envokes an ancient rite that summons the girl of his dream but of course everything comes with a price. He expected the demon but didn't expect how full of a package she was.
Did This Pokemon Evolve Wrong?~ Pokemon is such an innocent thing. Cute pocket monsters... That one trainer has an obsession with. He doesn't want to catch them all, he more prefers what he seen on the Internet one day. One of the local trainers fucking them?! So he set out attempting to find one himself but one he found wasn't quite normal. Not like he minded~
CRAVING=Azr Ss Trzaous~ Ivy Valentine was a woman whom screamed sensuality. Her outfits hardly ever left much to the eye and many a man wanted her. None however caught her eye. Ivy was a woman of class, of power, of special skill and none of the men she met fit this description except for one being. This monstrosity didn't have to have skill or class because he was purely power, raw aggression and anger. Away in her lab she tinkered to create the perfect toy. A sexual construct that surpassed all pleasures before, one that would make her scream for more. Ivy worked for days on end, her brilliant mind near exhausted as her work neared it's finish. Nearing the final hours the buxom beauty stared up to her monster with a smile painted across her thick lips, her golem nearing his life. Azr Ss Trzaous, the perfect toy.
CRAVING=Superhero's and Their Problems~ I've been on a serious super hero kick lately and goddamn if like all of the character art isn't absolutely to die for. Ugh~ So now I'm wanting to bed one of these gorgeous gals but with a twist. I don't want to play one of the normal hero's, I want one of my favorites; The hulk. I'd definitely be willing to play both Banner and the Beast for some submission/domination switching. Any heroine is fine too, from Dc and Marvel to even Image and Dark Horse. Like all of my plots I'd love them to be smut heavy and we can really follow any universe. If you do have an idea of another pairing you'd want I'll consider it but I'm CRAVING HulkxWhatever~
Remember Ladies, I Am Open To a Great Many Ideas. You bring the creativity and I'll bring the desire. :3
Sample Writing!
Hot and muggy. Beads of sweat dripped down his carved chest, trailing along the prominent trails of his upper body. A product of relentless crafting, endless days and nights of working his muscles to the point of failure. The wind brushes the leaves, causing them a soft rattle in the humid forest. Sunny but quite shaded, the darker pitch cast from the canopy didn't help to cool the area at all. Then again, it's not what Scythe would want. He wanted the heat, the humidity, more of a reason to enjoy nature as it were intended. Primal, unsophisticated, uncultured. Forget clothes, who needed them? Especially with a body like his, a lust like his. He swung calmly in the silk canopy, his massive frame hugged by the soft material. Aloof to all troubles that the world could conceive, his mind at complete ease. Well, mostly.
Heavy pants left his tenderly scarred lip, the small ghost of a knick separating as heated breaths left his chest. A massive hand pumped over a giant girth, a full throbbing ten inches with more than enough girth. The small stream beside his well placed hammock gave a small music for his ears, the trickle dancing in his ears just as passionately as his light moans. Light... An odd word for Scythe. A massive man of six foot eleven with a body more muscular, more carved than a bronze Greek god could ever fathom. He manipulated the sweat developing on his palm and massive tower to provide lubricant for an easier sliding because at this point, Scythe's giant hand pumped over the skin with gusto. The intricate tattoo that covered the majority lit a bright light blue to signify his passion, his pearly set biting down on his lips enough to leave an imprint. He ran his alternate hand through his white hair, grabbing a handful of the snowy tracks including the braid that hang precariously along his cheek. Faster and faster. It wasn't pleasure unless it was at its fullest and with Scythe's impressive talents, fullest was quite amazing. He twisted his wrist lightly in the vicious pumping, confusing the nerves to pleasure them even further, pressure them even harder. Harder, faster, harder, faster. The sweat dripped from his body as his back arched, his rear leaving the silken bed. Then, it hit.
The assault was sudden, a vicious roar ripping through the trees and shaking the wild life. His tattoo glowed brightly as a vicious surge left the thick head in a creamy, vanilla scented streamed. It shot powerful and full into the air, coating the sweating body in a sticky, sweet treat. He cum hard, he came powerfully. He launched several streams over and over, unrelenting in its passion. His lust, insurmountable. His lust, insurpassable. Scythe was primal instinct and cultured well being. He was ultimate... And he was messy.
He fell back, panting heavily as the thick girth slowly dropped. Slowly it softened, returning to the spot between his legs in a happy recluse. He swept a small drop upon his black clawed nail, pressing the black to his lip and dragging his tongue lightly across the creamy liquid. Scythe was lust, he was sex personified. While his session held his interest, he needed company. One's hand could only do so much. He desired breasts, pussy, mouth, anything he could cum onto or into that belonged to a gorgeous female. He needed pleasure. No room for want... Need.
Heavy pants left his tenderly scarred lip, the small ghost of a knick separating as heated breaths left his chest. A massive hand pumped over a giant girth, a full throbbing ten inches with more than enough girth. The small stream beside his well placed hammock gave a small music for his ears, the trickle dancing in his ears just as passionately as his light moans. Light... An odd word for Scythe. A massive man of six foot eleven with a body more muscular, more carved than a bronze Greek god could ever fathom. He manipulated the sweat developing on his palm and massive tower to provide lubricant for an easier sliding because at this point, Scythe's giant hand pumped over the skin with gusto. The intricate tattoo that covered the majority lit a bright light blue to signify his passion, his pearly set biting down on his lips enough to leave an imprint. He ran his alternate hand through his white hair, grabbing a handful of the snowy tracks including the braid that hang precariously along his cheek. Faster and faster. It wasn't pleasure unless it was at its fullest and with Scythe's impressive talents, fullest was quite amazing. He twisted his wrist lightly in the vicious pumping, confusing the nerves to pleasure them even further, pressure them even harder. Harder, faster, harder, faster. The sweat dripped from his body as his back arched, his rear leaving the silken bed. Then, it hit.
The assault was sudden, a vicious roar ripping through the trees and shaking the wild life. His tattoo glowed brightly as a vicious surge left the thick head in a creamy, vanilla scented streamed. It shot powerful and full into the air, coating the sweating body in a sticky, sweet treat. He cum hard, he came powerfully. He launched several streams over and over, unrelenting in its passion. His lust, insurmountable. His lust, insurpassable. Scythe was primal instinct and cultured well being. He was ultimate... And he was messy.
He fell back, panting heavily as the thick girth slowly dropped. Slowly it softened, returning to the spot between his legs in a happy recluse. He swept a small drop upon his black clawed nail, pressing the black to his lip and dragging his tongue lightly across the creamy liquid. Scythe was lust, he was sex personified. While his session held his interest, he needed company. One's hand could only do so much. He desired breasts, pussy, mouth, anything he could cum onto or into that belonged to a gorgeous female. He needed pleasure. No room for want... Need.
Maybe an angelxdemon pairing?
