First and foremost, welcome all to my interest check! Thank you for stopping by!
Secondly, I would like to address the ‘more details within’ portion of the title. Whilst I am seeking male counterparts for a 1x1, I do not care what your IRL gender is. All I care about is that you write your character well and you have fun in this RP together with me!
Thirdly, if you are interested in any of the plots I ask that along with your PM that you include a writing sample. Below I will be providing a writing sample of mine consisting of the prologue for my first book (if I ever finish the damn thing haha), I find this helps partners to see whether or not their writing is similar and will work well together.
Fourthly, please do not ghost me. If you’re not feeling it, let me know. I will do the same for you, no hard feelings involved.
Fifthly, please be over the age of 21, this is just a comfort thing as typically I enjoy RP’s with lots of swearing, violence, graphic depictions and things of a suggestive nature. I am 25 (Leo baby whoop whoop!) so... Yeah, not willing to pull a Diddy!
Without further adieu,
Under moonlight a shadow is born, whilst embers burn a kingdom torn. A throne of thorns, a crib of obsidian, swaddled up tight as the clock strikes midnight. Oh sweet child, bathed in blood, a path of madness awaits the chosen one. Hair of raven, abyss colored eyes flecked with gold, skin of ash with veins filled blue. Upon your birth a kingdom renewed, an era of peace hides the storms that brew. Beware loves inferno, your choice set in stone, your desires result in altar or bone. Oh child of darkness, your future unknown, may you be blessed by the night so you may not walk your chosen path alone.
The blistering night wind swept the freshly fallen snow across the palace grounds, nearly drowning out the howling that came from within its walls. The twisting labyrinth of halls within were covered by shimmering shadows that rippled and swayed, the echo of drums deep within the heart of the maze guiding the palace’s inhabitants to the obsidian sanctum. Beyond the intricately carved shadow oak doors laid the queen upon her bed, her sisters in bond not blood chanted and banged on their ancestral drums. Queen Eclypsa moaned in pain, her hands gripped tight upon her blood sister's fingers. Princess Lune and Princess Stellaira sat upon their queen’s bedside and cooed in her ear words of encouragement and praise. It was all they could do as the night priestess Shadona kneeled upon the abyss colored marble and diligently tended to Eclypsa as she tried desperately not to push.
“Eclypsa, my darling sister, you are doing splendidly! Surely Hecate is smiling down upon you!” Lune whispered into her sister’s ear as she grinned wildly, Stellaira merely smirking as she saw her sister's expression twist in pain.
“A mighty fine job my queen! Though perhaps I shall abstain from children myself! After all, to bare a man's seed looks mighty awf- oww!”
Lune had flicked Stellaira’s forehead with her free hand, the simple scolding between sisters elicited a pained chuckle from Eclypsa’s pale lips.
“My dearest moon, do not heed her sly tongue. It is far too late to educate her so we may as well embrace her as she is. My dearest starling, I understand your disdain for men. All the same I hope you will treat my child as your own, even if she was born from an act you will never understand.”
“Oh I understand perfectly well my queen! How could I not when you woke me from the dead with your screams of plea- Hey Luney, enough with the flicking! You’ll put a dent in my head with your brute strength!”
Lune scolded her sister with her glare alone, Eclypsa laughing as she stared joyously at the two women who shared her face. The triplets had ruled the kingdom together for centuries, their subjects each a part of their coven. Witches and warlocks lived freely across their lands, their kingdom filled with magic and joy. Their kingdom had long isolated themselves away from human kind and only interacted with them as was necessary, but that had changed when one human had made his way not only into their kingdom but also into Eclypsa’s heart.
But the wrenching pain of childbirth took all other thoughts from her mind, the labor process arduous and long. Hours passed with her sisters by her side, cooing her praises as she struggled with all her might. The moon was at its peak, the room bathed in its light as the drums stopped their beating and the cries of a newborn replaced them. Shadona cradled the newborn in her embrace, smiling as she handed the tiny infant over to her queen. Each princess received a pair of scissors, Lune received a silver pair whilst Stellaira received one made of gold.
"She's perfect my queen… and it has been an honor to have served you. May Hecate bless this child, our future empress, and may the heavens above guide her path so that she may only receive eternal happiness."
"Shadona what do you me-"
Before Eclypsa could even comprehend what she meant Shadona pulled a dagger from within her robes and sliced her neck, her black shimmering blood spraying upon the triplets and their newborn princess. Horror replaced their joy as they watched each of their sisters follow Shadona's lead, crimson spilling upon the floor as it pooled and mixed as their bodies dropped to the door.
That night the halls of the castle were filled with the cries of the sisters, the screams of their princess, and Shadona's whispers as her prophecy echoed throughout the night.
Under moonlight a shadow is born, whilst embers burn a kingdom torn. A throne of thorns, a crib of obsidian, swaddled up tight as the clock strikes midnight. Oh sweet child, bathed in blood, a path of madness awaits the chosen one. Hair of raven, abyss colored eyes flecked with gold, skin of ash with veins filled blue. Upon your birth a kingdom renewed, an era of peace hides the storms that brew. Beware loves inferno, your choice set in stone, your desires result in altar or bone. Oh child of darkness, your future unknown, may you be blessed by the night so you may not walk your chosen path alone.
Is it truly possible to forget the first person to capture your heart?
This plot would revolve around one of our characters being a rockstar (or former rockstar) and a high school sweetheart/former best friend. A rather abrupt falling out left so much between the two unsaid, this sudden reunion opening up old wounds but also bringing with it the bittersweet memories of happiness. The rockstar ends up going back to their hometown to try to clear their writer's block, those feelings of the past sweeping them up and bringing them right back to the past. What awaits these two is a mystery only us writers can unravel.
Breakups; they fucking suck! This plot revolves around two heartbroken individuals going to a valentine's speed dating event at a bar and winding up spending the night together. But one of them snuck out the next morning, no contact information or anything. Both had a great time but the one who snuck out is worried perhaps it was just a simple fling and nothing more despite what their heart is telling them. The one who wakes up in the bed alone decides to go on the hunt for them, eventually finding them and confessing they had a great time and want to get to know each other. The two come from completely different walks of life, one coming from more humble means whilst the other is the future CEO of a giant construction company. Can these two heart broken individuals heal each other or will they turn their hearts to dust?
Two reluctant members of high society have entered yet another year of war within the Ton known as the marriage market. Whether your character wishes to find a wife and has yet to find Mrs. Right or they wish to be free like a stallion to sow their wild oats, it matters not to Lady Victoria of the right honorable House Primrose. Determined to be a spinster for the rest of her days, she has made enemies and lovers of both men and women alike.
A scandal seems to envelope all those who enter her space, yet she still gets invited to social gatherings because of the chaos she brings. No one is aware that her chaos is targeted, that she is paid to attend events and bring others in high society down to their knees before those who seek her services. But when she is faced with your character, well… it appears she has met her match. Will either of them survive the chaos the other brings their way? Will they be able to land on their feet or will they be the noose that will hang the other?
• A Tsundere Stalker finds out his perfect girl is actually a serial killer
•A wandering deity finds a girl being sacrificed to another deity and decides to spirit the girl away
•Male Doctor finds female psych ward patient embroiled in a conspiracy that delves deep into the government, patient being sane but sent there so no one believes a word she says
•The college star athlete befriends the loner introvert, finding out why they transferred colleges and why they stay alone... Always
•Girl finds out her best friend is in love with the old her whilst finding out her current boyfriend has slowly been changing her into his ex... Just as he's done with every girlfriend he's had before he's buried them alive
