Grammar: Grammar I am not too much of a prick or a Nazi about but do punctuation as well as you can, I can't STAND getting confused over a sentence because a comma wasn't included in the WHOLE paragraph! Don't you ever get confused?? Don't do me that way, use your commas please. (Ps: lesser text talk, the better)

Length: I can understand that writing a lengthy line of a few paragraphs can be a pain in you aren't into the story; but if thats not the case then please DO feel free to write as much as you want, I am invested in high casual-advanced and will match up with you! It feels rude to write so little after someone rights so much. I happen to get carried away with writing more in a reply than needed. Hehe. ^__^'

Maturity/Sex/Drugs/Abuse/etc/: No problem friend! Infact I really insist you use gore, violence and mind fuckery! These are alright with me. I love having a steamy scene here and there just not all the damn time. I could care less about the drugs if they whip out a joint so be it, and violence is a nice spice to the story sometimes too. I just hope you don't intend to make your characters helpless, in pain and in need 90% of the time. *sigh*

Location:I am looking to rp on the site right now since I am interested in being social with other players but being on a PC I am available for anywhere else and will be willing to try new programs or IM's. I do e-mail, use the Hangout extension, I don't like skype, and PM's are preferred on the guild. I also have my own hosted forum site we can use if you wish. But messaging or PM'ing would be easier on me than IM'ing.

I'd like an invested partner: Its pretty common to drop from an rp from lost interest, I'm not asking you to do this but if you feel it's just not that interesting as you wanted, or things aren't that good in the story then tell me. Maybe we can elaborate the story more and make it to our liking, and if not we can both walk away. In general I'd like to talk a little time to time and be good friends, so if things don't seem to be working out I'll understand and super glad you tried with me.

Character sheets: I could care less if we use one or not, but even if you wish to do so then I don't care if you imagine your character as in realistic or anime because the best part is you imagine the scene differently than I do. Therefore; if your sheet is an anime character than ditto, I like anime, real photography person? Still great, gives the realism effect. If you don't want to use a sheet then thats even better because then I can learn more and more about your character as the story goes.

To accentuate the things I would be interested in and most of these are in SHORT just for us to get started so I don't expect them to stay that simple and boring:

- In a medieval era or in the Mid-century A war has brought sickness to the large city, and demolished portions of the town. Walls were built around the city and now things have fallen to hell. People are dying and the corpses are usually left unattended. Is anyone going to fix things around here, or is it just going to fall to shit? (MxM FxM FxF)

-Two characters meet at a bar one night and leave together. One gets a nasty surprise when they find out the other is a vampire and goes on from there (We can elaborate) (MxM FxM FxF)

-One character is a drug dealer and the other is a buyer, they decide to hit up again to hangout and things go from there (We can elaborate) (MxM FxM FxF)

-One character gets his/her drink roofied and finds that they were taken to someones locked house only it seemed they weren't the first victim. The more the kidnapped character is encountered with the kidnapper it turns out to be their closest internet friend. (Serial killer based) (MxM FxM)

-Both characters are in a mental institution and are both patients then begin decide to buddy up *cough*lovingly*cough* and decide to work together to escape (MxM FxM FxF)

-Again, an Asylum to the mental institution "The Red Retreat" Stationed out on an island for escape precautions. It is portrayed to the citizens as just a facility for the mentally damaged when in actuality it is where many scientist of all kind use these patients as experiments, filling them up with the idea that their actions are "treatment". These treatments get malicious and uncivilized. A victim (Your character) is meeted by a scientist and an assistant that could potentially fall deeply for them and begin to expose the secrets to the victim eventually planning an escape with them. (MxM FxM)

-ANY plot or story you would be up for trying I will definitely listen!!! Don't be afriad to share you ideas I am just as dumbfounded when it comes to random plots. ALSO, we can talk about the characters we want to use and make a story that could fit them nicely.

Killas was feeling squirmy but didn't dare to move any limb except his hands so he continued to pushing his fingers raw over each other and pulling on the loose strings hanging off the tattered mess on the so called sleeves. He nearly began biting the inside of his cheek if he didn't pay attention to his own movements he would have done worse tell-tales. The elf began to get increasingly self conscious about his own body language seeing how comfortable and loose Shadow's muscles were, was he being too worried about this. He couldn't think about physiologically why Shadow was so calm and adjusted well around him, he was positive he was over thinking all of this way too much.

Inhale

Exhale

Killas perked up shifted his shoulders and then sat back trying to relieve himself forcing himself to believe that the man on the couch with him was nothing to immediately worry about, surely his father wouldn't let anything happen by the hands of this stranger right? However the circumstances he was going to try his best to control his paranoia and have a decent, normal conversation at the least. He soaked up the silence that they shared for the moment being and used it to analyze the facial features on the purple haired Shadow. It was odd for him and he still didn't understand what was going on, this man had a strong relationship with his father, why?

It was antagonizing the elf not knowing, his teeth released his bottom lip finally hearing Shadow talk to him expecting him to explain why he knew Darkell and his intentions in their house. Instantly he was dismayed by what Shadow told him he configured his face in offense, What the hell is this guys talking about? skeptical he parted his lips and deepened his brows, there was no way he was accusing him these insane things like they were facts. He shot up ready to defend himself, wait, did he just ask about the beatings? Breath shot so fast in the blonde's lungs he choked on it staring wide eyed uncontrollably shaking. How could he describe all of these things so vividly, how could he know these things.

"N-no, stop!"

he attempted to make the horror movie that was playing in his head stop. This was so surreal he wanted to convince himself he was having a deranged dream that he couldn't wake up from. But it was all very real in fact he could feel the sting in his throat burn like a open fire, it felt like someone pouring citric acid in a open wound as Shadow went on. His body shuttered and coughing to relieve this stiff pain Killas hardened his face.

"Why, why the hell would you say that? How do you know this?.... I can't be talking to you about this." he warned this now alerting person, he couldn't get a grip his chest felt like it was mangled and ready to burst, ears red and pounding with blood he restrained himself from getting over emotional.

I didn't do it, I didn't do it, I didn't say anything, I don't know him, stop him, stop his lungs from working!

The blonde wasn't taking this well he even overlooked the insult about not admiring the house enough, which he found absurd since he lived in this house since he was deported. Flashes were hitting him like a steady rhythm, the shame and guilt, the fog that trapped his mind in soiled thoughts and memories. His stomach churned a image burning behind his eyes of laying stiffly on the tile floor waiting endlessly like a dead dog waiting for the predator to think the prey is done and dead, being a rag doll ready for disposal but that was the thing wasn't it? It never ended, the limbo of never gaining perceptive before the next attack begun before every hit and exploitation. It was like your body didn't even belong to you, your own skin was a putrid drape and you were a revolting abomination.

"A-and your not even going to tell me your name after the shit you just said??" Killas exasperated finally realizing just where he was and who was causing these things to come back. It wasn't fair, his father lightened up and he wasn't so violent. He couldn't relapse these memories now. This boy was definitely in panic mode now, he was ready to ask a million question a minute. With his heart fluttering inhumanly he continued, "You can't tell me who I am to my father, who are you to tell me these damned things?" Was this purple haired man going to destroy everything he had going for him now? So many questions eating his mind. "I demand answers, what the hell does Keyas mean?" Killas blinked a few times he couldn't take himself apart now, he couldn't, overwhelming anxiousness was unfurling like a wild fire.

The plots I'm interested in.

- In a medieval era or in the Mid-century A war has brought sickness to the large city, and demolished portions of the town. Walls were built around the city and now things have fallen to hell. People are dying and the corpses are usually left unattended. Is anyone going to fix things around here, or is it just going to fall to shit? (MxM FxM FxF)

-Both characters are in a mental institution and are both patients then begin decide to buddy up *cough*lovingly*cough* and decide to work together to escape (MxM FxM FxF)