Soooo...I thought I got hacked and then I had internet issues and...lol, so much crap happened, I'm just glad my account works and I can access everything again, so...huzzah for being back! I apologize to anyone who thinks I bailed! It didn't happen on purpose! I'm back now, so...just poke me and we can role-play again. ;D
Things about me!
--- I've been writing a lot lately, around 5-8 meaty paragraphs give or take (I don't consider that a lot, but...people seem to think that's a lot. lol).
--- I can play any role.
--- I'm open to other plot ideas, not just my own! ^^
--- Imagery, detail, metaphor, analogy, flashbacks, dream sequences, multiple characters...I want it all! I get along best with varied writers who can give what I give. =)
((important note located at bottom of post))
So without further ado...here they are! =D
(Genres range from modern to fantasy to sci-fi and back again. I'm open to most themes. ^^)
**Plots in dark red are taken! Not accepting any more partners for those plots, sorry!
• On Death’s Door - After a particularly nasty thunderstorm rages across forested country a man locates a soaked and bedraggled form not far from his cabin home. Isolated from most cultures and roads, the hermit is perplexed at how the beast might have washed so far down river, after all, hardly anything survived the ordeal which was the Sapphire Dragon Falls and rapids further upstream. Impressed with the beast’s savage toughness, he drags the lifeless, muddy thing back home to tend its wounds and clean it up. It’s only after much scrubbing at the creature’s fur that he realizes it is a massive black tiger like naught he’d ever seen before, silver stripes ethereal and strange, oozing an arcane whisper of something otherworldly. The beast’s silver eyes flicker open to reveal it is not dead, paws tensing as it growled to itself in fevered slumber. It still had life, and like as not would recover. But what manner of beast was it…? Where did it come from…? And better yet…was saving it even a good idea…? But it went against the hermit’s better sensibilities to leave something injured and in need…he’d rather do unto others than not do anything at all.
• Electric Dreams - An android soldier is marooned on a foreign planet where hostiles are known to reside. Lost, isolated and separated from any of his gear, he finds himself at the mercy of the kind natives who know nothing of the warring conflict. The planet had been thought to be abandoned by any culture or life-forms, that’s why it had been chosen as a battleground, but this changed things… Not only did the android need to inform his HQ about native residents but now he needed to make certain they were shepherded away from the warzone. In the time he spends among the natives he learns of many things, of generosity and kindness, of the joy of performing simple tasks and living a simple life, but the one thing he truly loves about these people is…they have no concept of war or hatred; they seem to live in relative harmony with their desolate world and each of its creatures. The android finds himself becoming enamored with their culture, taking on almost…human-like emotions the more he is allowed to exist and learn alongside them. As a tool built for war, he had known nothing else. But these people…they would open his eyes to a world of possibilities he’d never known existed.
• The Lost Tribe - A lone native, recently striking out on his own far away from his tribe, chooses a suitable location for his new tree-home. Erecting a sturdy structure he proceeds to settle in and take stock of his new territory. But a freak accident causes his tree house to come crashing down early one morning after termites have all but decimated the support limb. Shaken and cursing in his native tongue, a stranger from a neighboring village has the misfortune of witnessing the event, being camped not far away. Trying to help, the man startles the native and the two face off, caught in a moment of extreme miscommunication. But when the native suddenly reveals that he speaks the common tongue, the man begins to wonder how and why, and becomes intrigued in the foreign native’s odd origins.
• People of the Red Sand - The desert wasteland is unforgiving, a death-trap awaiting any who dared attempt to tame its wild expanses. The natives there are harsh and unforgiving, known to be war-like and blood-thirsty. Humans and many other races fear them, keeping away from the primal aborigines and their strange magic. But when a settler becomes lost in the dry expanse of nothing, wandering half-mad and gibbering for water; it’s one of those blood-thirsty natives who takes interest and decides to help, and as the man recovers, over time, reveals that his people are far less sinister than the other races seemed to believe…
• One, Simple Wish - A young man whose only dream was to fly finds himself suddenly thrust into a situation he could not have foreseen. Assaulted by dreams since early childhood of flying on feathered wings amongst swirling clouds, all he wanted was to achieve that freedom. But being only human, there was nothing he could do but dream and lust after the skies while he worked idly away at a meaningless job. Until, one night, upon feeling particularly desperate as he wishes under the light of a full harvest moon, something odd happens... The man literally sprouts wings, painfully, awkwardly; as though his desperate wishing had somehow come to be. Confused, alarmed but then...excited, the young man realizes what this could mean and immediately begins going about finding a way to experiment with his newfound ability. Locating an abandoned warehouse he takes his first few attempts at flight which all end in miserable failure. Dispirited and fatigued, it's the laughter of another inside the (what he'd thought had been an abandoned) warehouse that causes the winged-man to start. Frightened he'd been caught at something bizarre and impossible, he attempts to excuse himself but when the stranger begins talking to him as though unconcerned...offering tips on how best to utilize his wings and insight on the dynamics of flight; the man begins to wonder...who is this stranger? How does he know so much about flying and...why wasn't he concerned that he was sporting fully-feathered wings?!
• Choice - A man in desperation seeks the solitude of an ice-locked mountain to end his miserable life. Thoroughly drinking himself to oblivion, he loses consciousness in the roar of a growing blizzard, all too willing to meet his end. But a mysterious local, spying the poor man, becomes intrigued and wonders what could have happened. Confusing the man’s suicide attempt for misfortune, he ferries him back to his mountain home in an attempt to help him regain his health; not knowing he had no such desire…
• The Eyes of Another - A young summoner approaching the day of his Rite of Passage waits eagerly to find out who his partner shall be. Traditionally, summoners make their Rite Pilgrimage in pairs to help avoid danger (but also to help the acolytes adjust to differing viewpoints and the alternate powers of opposing elementals). As much a growing experience as an ancestral challenge, the pilgrimage will put both youths through the most arduous tests of their lives. They will need to trust each other, depend upon one another in order to make it through alive. So when the boys’ personalities instantly rub the wrong way…one can only wonder at what could possibly await them in the days to come.
• Righteousness and Purity - The Paladin of Virtue is considered to be one of the most divine ranks among holy knights. Only the purest of men can attain such a rank; just as only the purest hearts could aspire to become a Chaplain of the Holy-Hand. One, proud young man was about to receive such an honor. The holy knight had proven his worth in battle more than once, showing a pure-hearted willingness to sacrifice himself to protect others which made others envious. Proud, young and ambitious, the knight swells with delight at such an honor and prepares to accept his new rank an award at the yearly ceremony. Only days before it, though, the High Bishop is murdered, and for all intents and purpose…it appears to be the aspiring young paladin that had done it. The youth’s sword still bore the blood from the bishop’s body; he’d been caught red-handed. Jailed immediately and offered no opportunity to argue his case, it’s the Chaplain himself who has the knight locked away; as good as to be forgotten. But as the young knight flounders at his terrible turn of fortune, a prisoner in the cell next to his starts to talk. At first the young knight thinks it’s all nonsense from a criminal, but the more the stranger speaks, accusing corruption in the knighthood and church, the more the young knight starts to listen, the more…he starts to think that there may be truth to the alleged-criminal’s words…
• Curse of the Wyvern King - A curious young fellow from a rather plain, superstitious village locates an odd little trinket one day while out exploring the woods. Thinking it unique and pretty, he takes it home, shines it up and proceeds to show it around his humble home. His nervous, superstitious people warn that it may be wyvern’s treasure and that he should put it back where he found it, but the lad refuses to give up his lovely new ornament. Thinking it divine, he goes so far as to slip the jeweled bracelet upon his hand. But as soon as he does he erupts in azure flames that seem to make the air crackle with electrical energy. In a flash of light the young man’s silhouette changed from that of a boy to that of a beast! Horns grew from a monstrous, lizard-like head. Wings like a bat’s spread wide and flapped in panic, sending dust and debris flying every which way as a long serpentine tail thrashed in wildness along with four-clawed limbs. In time the creature calms and the villagers slowly realize just what had taken place… The foolish boy had summoned a curse upon himself! Chastising his foolishness they ferry the now large, young, azure dragon to their elder where it is decided the lad must leave and pursue a cure to his newfound curse. Not unless he wanted to remain a wyvern permanently… Screeching in dismay, it is the boy’s only choice to heed the elder’s advice, but not without company. The lad’s childhood friend swears to accompany him despite the harrowing nature of the circumstances, after all…one couldn’t abandon those they cared for. [/COLOR]
• Gone But Not Forgotten - A young man with a simple, happy life is suddenly catapulted into something amazingly otherworldly when he experiences a strange anomaly and is…transported. Confused, he finds himself in a parallel world not unlike his own, only…in what seems to be a new time stream where he died ten years ago. Not only that, but…he soon meets another stranger who, like him, has been thrown through time-space into a stream where, he too, is dead; and his mysterious death also happened ten years ago. Thinking this too great a coincidence the young man urges that they travel together to hopefully help uncover the root of their catastrophe, and...if they can somehow resolve it.
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I'll add more as I think of them, but for now, these are the ones I'm interested in. =D
Just PM me with the title of the plot you'd like to play and be sure to let me know which role you prefer, I can play either in all scenarios. ^^
OH! And if you have any plot ideas of your own you think I'd like, toss 'em at me! =D I don't need writing samples or anything.
Something worth mentioning is probably that if you prefer hooman characters, don't arpee with me. xD I love, love, love me anything that isn't a boring, 'ol hooman. I agree with the Ferengi. You just can't trust a hu-man!
I don't mind if you play a human though, doesn't bug me a bit. ^^
NOTE: I'd love to see people take initiative. I'd love to see someone snag one of these plots and instead of needing pages of information about the characters, could just put together an intro and PM it to me. I've got enough story telling experience that, trust me, you will NOT catch me off guard. There isn't a situation in existence I can't roll with. lol ^^ I'd probably have more fun getting random intros in my inbox as opposed to endlessly chatting about the concept OOC... xD I don't need much! Slap a couple characters in a setting and I'll make it work! xD
Also, if you're a racist role-player, don't RP with me. I play so many bizarre races and species it makes most people's heads spin; so if you have a problem with things that aren't perfectly human in nature, hit the road, Jack. Ain't no one got the time for that!