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My Understated Request! (M for F and maybe more?)

Thavas

Meteorite
Joined
Sep 13, 2017
I've been interested in trying out a few ideas!

Before we get there I'll lay down the usual jargon that's in these posts to get through it.

I'm kinda busy lately though I'll try to give at least a few posts a week to keep things moving along. My work and school schedule is a little weird so I might vanish for a little bit, just shoot me a message and I should be able to give either a post or let you know my status, I'll do my best to get back to you quickly.

I'm a switch with no real preference for dom or sub where appropriate, though I'll admit I don't do hyper dominant very well. I also don't have a hard smut/plot ratio but most rps tend to shake themselves out quickly that way.

Pms and threads are my preferred for rping. I'd also like to be sent ideas that you think I might be interested in.

Just as a note to this though I'm not fond of slice-of-life style games, but plot tends to make me want to do anything. I like world building, especially when you bring a unique take on your character if they're an established fantastical race. I do poach some stuff from books I like, and see no shame in doing it.

A sample. I can usually keep about this word count up more or less though I don't mind shrinking the word count. I find that I have diarrhea of the fingers and I tend to run on till I find a good end point. Feel free to set the scale.
The self-proclaimed witch had made it to the cart and back as he'd finished scavenging from the bandits, if he was being honest with himself Yurias had expected her to take off without him. Then he considered what had happened to her on the last trip up the road with an unarmed escort and decided that perhaps there were worse things than sharing your cart with an armed stranger. He wouldn't be the one to complain about the woman coming back for him, walking in unfamiliar country tended to lead to the death for the walker. His guess about the pack had been right it had turned out, which made his decision not to snoop in it probably the right in his experience as the magically talented tended to booby trap their belongings against sneaky fingers. It would have been a bad beginning to their journey together for him to be struck blind or paralyzed for being too curious about his companion till he knew the extent of her powers. That led him to examine her in earnest under the torchlight she had green eyes that twinkled in the guttering torchlight; they were unusual in his homeland where watery blues were more common or muddy browns like his. His contemplations were interrupted suddenly as another sneeze took him. He'd managed to turn away from her before it erupted luckily. The choking stench of the dead and the iron tang of blood had started to rise as the pair stepped into the waiting night turning the clearing into a charnel house from its once idyllic setting.

"Beg your pardon?" Yurias replied amusement coloring his voice despite his suspicion of the woman. In the back of his head a squat man with a pot belly and a face flushed from rage told him what would happen if someone discovered his talent and reported it back to the local authorities. The look on her face old him she'd expected the response as they made their way through the forest. His eyes had been roving in front of him looking for snags or threats in the darkness despite his ruined nightvision lighted on her with a twinkle of amusement at her asking; though the spark of suspicion still showed despite his levity. The canopy had thickened again and hid most of the ambient light from the moon and stars from view so he supposed there was no other choice. His nerves were still frayed from the last...gods it had probably only been an hour maybe two since he'd pulled himself from the river. He felt the weight of his day settle on his shoulders as the adrenalin began to drain from his blood; the battle, an impromptu swim, then the scrap with the strollers, plus the lingering effects of overusing his meager talent. It all crashed down at once and his eyes felt heavier each step; the gentle sounds of the night forest didn't help.

"It's just been a long day ma'am, besides you'll need all your strength to get us through the night. I drive a cart worse than I ride the horse that pulls one. I'm worried about the horse turning an ankle in the dark, but we really need to be away from here in case some of your paramours come from the dark. Maybe after we get to a safer campsite," Yurias said placatingly as he navigated an irritating piece of underbrush. There was no point in hiding their trail he'd decided as the group that had came before hadn't; the mixture of tracks would probably hide them better than his meager woodsman skills could anyways. The woods ended a moment later anyways as they stepped onto the roadside where the strollers had abandoned the cart. As the woman comforted the horse Yurias eyed the remains of the ambush with a sigh.

"I want to see where the bandits came from before we leave. It'll be helpful to know if they were camping here or just got ahead of you on the road," He told the woman quickly as he crossed the road to the cart searching with his eyes for where the strollers had come from. There were some footprints in the dirt that gave him an idea as he looked into the underbrush on the other side of the road from where he and the woman exited. Swapping his torch to his offhand Yurias loosed his newly acquired blade in its scabbard as he strode over to his objective, trampled underbrush from where the strollers had come upon the cart. They'd lain in wait for quite a while judging by the debris they'd left behind: a couple empty skins, the remains of a cooked rabbit that had long since cooled, and a set of finely crafted wooden dice that he dropped into one of his pouches. No remains of a fire to cook the rabbit though so they carried it from another campsite further back into the woods. This caused him to frown as he looked back off into the expanse of trees ahead of him. A sinking in his stomach told him they needed to be gone so he hurried back to the cart as the woman said her prayers over the dead men. At least this land had that going for it; the people weren't complete savages.

"They didn't camp here ahead of you, found the remains of some cooked food they must have brought it with them. Could mean more bandits, could mean that this party just had a camp further into the woods. Either way we need to put some distance between this spot and us I think. The torches are going to be a giveaway in the dark, if you have any hexes to help you or the horse I'd recommend them, try to get your nightvision back and let's be on the road." Yurias told the woman firmly despite his fatigue as he tossed his pack onto the cart. He'd snuffed his own torch after his investigation and tossed it next to his pack while unbuckling the sheath from his belt one handed so he could set it on his lap as he laid in the back of the cart. His nerves were too high strung to sleep on one of the bushels but he tried to close his eyes anyways to see if he could steal a few moments of rest as they rolled. Yurias had never been a heavy sleeper and with his career choice that had been an asset, however he also had a hard time sleeping in the first place so as they moved on he gave up the ghost of rest and stared into the open night sky.

"Don't think we exchanged names yet, mine's Yurias," He piped up suddenly as he realized rest wasn't going to come. He'd also decided that he'd trade survival for comfort as he started to strip off pieces of his armour. His bracers came first and went into the back followed by the cuisses and the greaves linked to them. Then with a sigh wiggled his toes as he watched the dark road go by after removing his boots to remove the greaves. He'd considered getting out of the hose as well, but as he was with an unfamiliar woman in the woods felt that that perhaps might be a step too far. After that came went the breastplate which thumped down beside him in the cart which caused him to let out a groan of pleasure. His armor's weight wasn't usually that bad as he walked around in it all the time, but soaked and with a pack it had become miserable. His form was actually rangy without the armour giving him bulk, his muscles were mostly lean. Underneath it all a sweat stained tan tunic and hose to match. They were patched from wear and seemed at odds with his well maintained armour.

"Whoever was left in camp probably got my other stuff. Speaking of that keep an eye out for somewhere to stop, we've gone a bit of distance." He said with a sigh as he took stock of his meager possessions again. At least he still had money, he could probably buy some farmer's extras at their next stop or maybe if they got to a city he could find some premade clothing that fit his frame. It was easy to get stuff replaced for his size due to his average height luckily. The thought of someone looting his stuff when he wasn't even dead was irritating though. A different kind of weariness came on him after that thought so he pulled himself up to prop himself against the side wall to look at the woman's back, from this angle it looked small with the trees pressing in over the sides and the night looming.

"Why help the village with the bandits?" Was his next question as he eyed their surroundings to look for a clearing they could pull into that was secluded enough that they wouldn't be seen from the road. He wasn't sure if he actually cared about the answer so much as not wanting the silence. His fingers tapped the melody of a song he'd heard in the last camp on the sheath of the blade. Yurias wondered at the fact he survived it all as he listened even with his talent he shouldn't have survived the river. Which made him shiver from the cold again; the bushels blocked most of the wind at least and some of the damp was leaving finally in the cool night air. Really he was lucky it wasn't winter; he'd have frozen to death in the Kesh.



My hard Nos
Vore
Guro
Scat


I do have a F-List Though it's pretty basic.

Some notes about my rp style, I consider myself fairly literate though I have no idea of word count. I also write third person. I tend to read more fantasy than sci-fi, and prefer more dark fantasy than the regular or high fantasy. The Black Company novels by Glen Cook describe what I tend to prefer as far as characters go.

Stuff I like to see but do not have to be in for me to say yes.

Strong Women - Mostly because the passive female heroine is a little tawdry. Also physically strong helps!

Women in uniforms/suits- It's a thing for me.

Magic- As deadly as you want it to be.

Descriptors outside of the smut portions- I've been in a few games where all of the descriptive power goes into the smut and it's boring outside of it.

Characters with flaws- It doesn't have to be earth shattering, maybe they can't read good or don't like their vegetables. Perfect characters are boring.

Tattoos/piercings- They don't have to be extensive, but they make things interesting.

Cuddling- Which is an odd addition to his list so far I know, but sue me.

Massage- You ever have someone massage your scalp as you lean against them. Best thing ever.

Battle-As you will notice most of my plots tend to have an element of combat to them, it's just to keep things interesting. Non-combat plots are fine too, but I like to write about swordplay (Phrasing!).



Stuff I'm not a huge fan of
Bimbofication-Not a huge fan of the idea as a central plot idea, if it fits in the story I'll go along with it.

Rape- As a central plot point, it's not greatly fun. Within the context of a story it goes a long way.

Egg laying- I just don't get it.



The idea(s) I've had percolating for a bit are as follows! More might be added as time goes on, I'm also not against people sending me the odd idea.

Venture into the Core! -Filled? But don't want to remove because I'd have to retype.
In some books you follow a sentient being who controls a dungeon; monsters, traps, and the labyrinth itself. I like the idea and would like to be said dungeon. People venture in for loot that the dungeon drops, the dungeon wants people for their; knowledge, life force for energy to power itself, and of course their bodies for purposes... As far as world building goes I was thinking this would be set in an extremely savage portion of the world where just getting to this place itself is a challenge, so there would be a basecamp for travelers. Full line up of fantasy races. Also possible would be sci-fi with maybe a space-hulk controlled by a rogue artificial intelligence. Possible dice rolling to keep things interesting? I don't write super excessive monsters well for sexual encounters, but I'm willing to try.



Soulbound - More interested in at the moment.
Saw this in someone named Sensualist's thread and got taken with the idea though.The idea is that my character would be have a talent to bind magical creatures to him in a soulbond gaining some of their powers. Soulbinders traditionally are kinda like the sheriffs of the supernatural community, they keep things straight and the regulars from figuring out all the stories are real. To that effect he binds supernatural entities to him either willingly, through negotiation, or unwillingly after defeating them in the case of some entities. This binding would cause a change in the beings and the one bound to them, one of loyalty that both sides would be subjected to. As far as magic goes I really like how Ben Aaronovitch styles magic in his world. This would be a harem style game, but not all of the bound entities would necessarily be sexual partners. I'd also play other characters so it doesn't become one sided, there's a little more world building I've got in mind but I'd like to discuss it with a partner.


Drow doing Drow Stuff - Weirdly Craving
I read some stuff from Ed Greenwood along with rereading R.A. Salvatore's Drizzt books about the eponymous character's early Life in Menzoberranzan and felt a strong urge to do a game with drow. I will not be playing a good character in the vein of Drizzt, and I don't really want to play against a captive as a primary partner. I was thinking maybe our characters could be part of the same house; maybe my character is a soldier for the family or a son of the house. To keep my character from being murdered he fostered special talents, and before you ask I don't know quite what maybe he's a spell thief or an anti-mage of some kind. As for your character I'd be interested in whatever besides the captive angle for the primary: Noblewoman of his house, maybe a slaver that caught his eye, one of the other races of the underdark that decides to ally herself with him? Maybe it doesn't have to be drow at all,
but two moderately evil characters that don't kill each other for whatever reason.



Fandoms I subscribe to;

Warhammer- Both 40k and Fantasy. I haven't played the tabletop in a few years but I know the gist of the lore.

Black Company- Great book series by Glen Cook.

The PC Peter Grant Series- Ben Aaronovitch makes an interesting supernatural ecosystem in London and much of the surrounding area I highly recommend giving the books a read, the audiobooks are also great for them

I also read and watch american/japanese cartoons and comics.



General less thought out Rp stuff.

Roman era

I'm not a huge historian but I do have a passing affection for the time, I'm interested in something in this era.
Roman Centurion x Noblewoman- More the vypress type of noble woman that the pampered kind.

Savage Woman x Roman general- Prisoner or local guide, maybe a mystic? Dunno


Fantasy
Succubus x Summoner or maybe a Thief/Assassin- The idea being that the summoned creature is bound to their summoner, in the case of the actual summoner it's more of a power than a sex thing. In the case of the thief or assassin they end up stealing a component of the summoning ritual or killing the caster and the summoned demon feels they owe them a debt. If you've read the Daniel Faust novels I'm thinking more along the line of Caitlyn as the template.

Mercenary Commander x Client- I can go either way on this one actually. The idea that they were charged to escort or maybe protect a town from a siege or something and then they end up forming a more personal attachment is interesting.

Amazons x Mercenary leader/explorer- A man can dream, never expect this one to be fulfilled and that's probably fine. I like the idea of Savage elves in this closer to the warhammer fantasy Wood Elves.

Occult Shop Owner X Client- I was thinking for this one a more modern setting where the fantastical side of the world has slid towards the darker parts of the world. I'm fine with being either side of this one though I was thinking myself or the partner be some kind of fantastical species. One or the other of us arrive to sell a trinket and it goes off causing a mystical effect that really depends on how long term we want this to go.



Sci-fi
Scholar x Bodyguard- For this one I was thinking that my character would have a space craft, lots of books or dataslates, and poor skills with a firearm. He likes to study dangerous places and dangerous places tend to have things that kill people like him. He hires someone to make sure he doesn't get utterly murdered. This could be a team of people, just one if they're good enough. Willing to look into aliens for this one along with the possibility of my character getting savaged (sexually or less so) by alien species. Not sure this idea is intriguing to me at the moment. Would be one of the plots where I'd be interested in playing against a female bodyguard but other people and aliens we'll see.
 
RE: DM stuff and a couple of ideas (MxF) Still under Construction

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