I feel a little awkward about shouting into the void for a writing partner, but I find myself with a considerable amount of free time and an itch to write I haven’t felt in a long time, so, here goes nothing.
*My name is Chelsea. I’m a 22 year old female. I was an English major and a theatre minor at college.
*I’ve been doing the RP thing for about five years. I was on this site before the crash, and I’m pleased to find it back up and running.
*I prefer to write one main female character (third person POV), and however many NPC’s are necessary for what we come up with.
*I’m fine with writing mature themes, as long as you are too.
*I prefer to write/communicate via PM.
*I generally stick to 2-4 paragraphs per post, I do tend to get carried away every now and then, but don’t except a novel every time.
*I can guarantee a minimum of one post a day; generally I can (and would love to) post more than that, but one a day is my minimum (and, of course, if something crazy pops up that will prevent me from hitting that goal/being away for several days, I will absolutely communicate with you what’s going on).
*I love to talk! I want to get to know you outside of just the RP; communication helps build a great relationship and I want to be your friend in addition to being a writing partner.
If all of that floats your boat, then here’s some stuff I have floating in my head. If you don’t see anything that tickles your fancy, still PM me! These are just some ideas I’ve had wiggling around, but I’m not married to/in the mood for one particular plot or another. I would love to just talk and come up with something off the cuff as well!
Ideas/Plots
I’ll start with super basic pairing/tropes, then move up to more wordy plots. I tend to get a little bit rambly with my plot ideas; if there’s one in particular that interests you I would love to discuss things further.
Basic Pairings
*= indicates the role I would prefer to play
& = indicates I have a plot in mind
Boss X Secretary* &
Super-villain X Civilian* &
Royalty X Tourist* &
Pirate* X Royalty &
Dragon(shifter) X Human* &
I’m also always up for revising/modernizing fairytales\myths. Like a modern Hades/Persephone, or a retelling of Beauty and the Beast where the girl is the monster.
Husband and Wife months away from celebrating their five year anniversary. He is a business analyst, a job that requires him to travel quite frequently, and she co-manages a local catering company with her sister. Despite his numerous business trips that require him to be away from home for trips that last anywhere from three days to three weeks, they’re incredibly happy together; plus, the welcome home sex never gets stale. Besides, even though sometimes he’s gone for long stretches, he usually gets long breaks between trips as well. And, he promises her in another five years or so, a promotion will be coming his way that will be the end of the business trips.
But, as their five year anniversary gets closer, his downtime between trips gets shorter and shorter. Her sister, never having particularly warmed to him, suggests maybe not all of the trips are business related. Wife thinks that’s ridiculous, he would never cheat on her. Yes, their marriage isn’t exactly normal, but she’s so happy and so in love. But the thought plants a seed. And the next time her husband comes home, he’s not even there for twenty-four hours before he’s waking her up at 6am to tell her he has to go, he’ll be gone for at least a week.
So, feeling a little upset and confused, she decides to take her sister up on an offer of a vacation. She books a resort stay/hotel room/cruise (close quarters, could be interesting) for a trip that will last five days (long enough to get away, short enough to get back before her husband gets home). However, on her first day there she goes to the hotel bar/the resort restaurant/the cruise pool/bar and spots her husband at the bar, with another woman.
What she doesn’t know, but is about to find out, is that her husband is not a business analyst, but one of the country’s top spies. And she’s about to get caught up in his latest assignment.
They met in middle school and were inseparable best friends all through high school and heading into college. They went to both of their proms together after making a pact that if they didn’t have dates they would be each other’s date. Going into their first year of college together their dorms were on the same floor, and they took a lot of the same classes. At the end of their freshman year, at a party to celebrate the end of exams, they stumbled back to her dorm, drunk and excited about surviving, fell into bed and hooked up.
She was excited. Sure, they had been drunk, and yes, it was messy and sloppy and not ever how she had pictured it happening, but it was something she had wanted to happen. But she wakes up and she’s alone, she doesn’t see him until move-out day, and when they talk, things are stilted and awkward. Eventually he tells her that he thinks it was a mistake, that it shouldn’t have happened, they had been drunk, and he didn’t want to ruin their friendship like that. She takes it with a smile and a nod, punches him on the arm and says of course, it was just a one-time thing, it wouldn’t happen again.
Her first morning back at home, she wakes up and immediately runs to the bathroom to vomit. She sneaks out and comes back with a pregnancy test and sure enough…bingo. She stays up all night talking with her mom about options, what happened and what was said. After laying out all of the options, and being incredibly grateful she has probably the most understandable mom in the world, she transfers schools and they move halfway across the country.
It takes her an extra year and half to get her degree, but she does it and raises her daughter, Katherine, while doing so. Now, a few months shy of Kat’s sixth birthday, she has a job that she loves as a food critic for one of the top food magazine’s in the city; her reviews can make or break a restaurant, and readers especially enjoy her articles because she includes “Kat’s Corner,” where, if the restaurant has a kid’s menu, she takes Kat along and has her review the options available for the twelve and under crowd.
But, the magazine is getting a new editor-in-chief, and everyone’s job could be on the line. The rumors about the new guy stepping in aren’t particularly nice; he’ll be reviewing every one’s work, going along with them to restaurant visits and interviews, to make sure their work is up to snuff. And who does it turn out to be, but the man she hasn’t spoken to in six years, who has no idea that he has a daughter, and has no idea that said daughter will be accompanying them to the city’s newest restaurant that evening.
I’ve always been curious about the idea of soul-mates in literature. If you’ve seen the movie Timer, I was thinking something along those lines. But instead of a world where you have a device/are born with a timer that counts down to the moment you meet your soul mate, the world I had in mind was a world where you are born with your soul-mates name on your wrist. This could get complicated, on a large scale (people with multiple names, what about different languages, etc.), but the name is written in different “fonts”/handwritings, colors, and you get a first and last name. (The colors have to match, your name must be on the other persons hand, and in general, unless there’s a language difference, the handwriting is the same; so mistakes rarely ever occur).
In this world, with modern technology, it’s very rare for people not to know who/where their soulmate is. There’s the internet and websites dedicated to finding the name, there’s private detectives, language analysts, tv shows and newspaper articles on how “Not to mess up that First Meeting.” There’s also tragedy, people who discover their intended died young, before they could meet. What do you do after the person who was supposed to be the One for you dies? There’s counseling, there’s also dating for people who have lost that someone. There’s so many endless possibilities with this world. A member of Royalty from a country finds out through his families private detectives that his soulmate owns a tiny pastry shop in Paris and has no royal blood in her whatsoever. A famous movie actress discovers her intended works at a dive bar and can barely pay rent. Best friends who grow up living next door; the straight jock who hides his wrist in the locker room because he knows for sure that “David” is not a girls name. ENDLESS POSSIBILITIES.
My thought combines this world with either time travel/alternate dimensions. What happens when a girl is born and she has markings on her wrist that no language analyst can decipher. What happens when she overhears a doctor saying to her parents, “Maybe there was a glitch in the system? Maybe there’s just no one out there for your daughter.” As she watches her older brother, older sister, and younger sister all meet their soul mates. You can’t get rid of the name (people have tried, heartbroken widows clawing at their wrists, it just scars over or comes back as the skin heals itself). So she covers it up with a thick leather wristband; tells people who ask her soul mate died in a car accident before he turned ten. She lies, she smiles, she gets on with her life.
Until her entire family takes a trip to [Scotland/Ireland/New Zealand/Wherever] and she gets hurled back in time/to another world, where the writing on her wrist is the language that they use. This could get interesting if it’s back in time in an unfamiliar place, where she doesn’t speak the language, and she meets the person with her name on their wrist but they can’t communicate (unless whatever sends her back does something like a TARDIS and translates things). I have a lot of different ideas/directions this could go in, and if it sounds like something you’d like to explore, we can discover those things together.
If you have any interest in striking up a conversation/discussion about any of the above, or developing something entirely new together, please contact me through PM.
Thanks so much,
Chelsea
