BoundToPlay

Bound's Many Smutty Ideas~! F(or any) sub for Any Dom~! MATURE +18

SALUTATIONS AND WELCOME TO MY THREAD

As the title suggests this is will be my center for smutty one on one ideas!

A little about me:
I am Pansexual (so all playmates are welcome) my personal gender identity is fluid but I tend to play female or feminine male roles. Likewise I'm looking only to play sub rolls at the moment. For the right idea you MIGHT convince me to play a switch, but it is unlikely given my current frame of mind.

I've been roleplaying for close to 20 years now so I'd say I'm fairly literate, easily doing 800+ words but lately I AM LOOKING FOR SOME MORE CASUAL LEVEL OF WRITING so two to three solid paragraphs would be my preferred limit. That being said I am fairly dyslexic so please be patient with the occasional spelling errors. I'll try and catch them all but no body perfect!

I am looking to RP primarily on PMs here.

Kink wise I'm very flexible, a detailed list can be provided upon request.


RP THEMES OR PLOT IDEAS

Size difference
This can go a couple of different ways:
MC small YC normal/large: In this sort of set up I’d be happy to play what ever gender against what ever gender. I typically see this as a fantasy set up, perhaps a halfling, kobold, goblin, or gnome adventuring with their big barbarian lover if we want the size difference on the extreme end, or a more normal sized humanoid with their tall Goliath, Minotaur, Orc or what ever extra tall race you can think of playing around with. This could also by a modern fantasy unlikely romance between races, or to pull some fandom example something akin to a relationship in the Beaststars setting. I’m not opposed to exploring hard dom/sub themes here, or playing with the various styles of non or dub con, but it is not the first thing that comes to my mind here.

MC normal/large/ YC small: This can be played similarly to the up top suggestion, where our characters are adventuring buddies with benefits or a modern fantasy romance or even a beast-stars-esq setting; but in this case I would very much like for there to be a much harder dom energy from YC. I love the dynamic of a larger character being sexually at the mercy of a smaller one. I have some suggestions/references for this combination to explore this dynamic.

Big Buff ladies
Kind of jumping off the idea of size difference something more specific in that vein is big powerful women! Perhaps Herm/Futa ladies, perhaps they just enjoy wearing that strap. Bonus points/priority to people who want to play a powerful towering lady against a cut girly boi.

-We met in the pit-

A pair of gladiatorial slaves. YC is Queen of the Arena, the undefeated champion! My character is a newbie and a novelty at that. A sorcerer, blessed with innate magics well suited for flashy combat. A unlikely friendship and even romance blossoms between the pair. Do you pair your strength and escape servitude to the blood sport or do you stay together and continue to rise in popularity and fame.

-A marriage for peace-

YC is the warchief of a massive horde. Kingdoms must pay tribute lest they be crushed beneath weight of your warriors might! One kingdom has offered you...a unique gift. They offer you a yearly tithe of their wealth and supplies, supplies such as armor and blades, as well as a region of land within their borders to call their own to use as their home in between their raids. In exchange, you no longer threaten their lands and will even act as allies if they become under siege of foreign threats. This deal is to nice for YC to pass up. Having a safe haven between raids as well as the good steel of kingdom forge will only make your people stronger! And to officially seal the deal all you must do is...marry one of the kings princes/princesses. Is it love at first sight or will it take time to bridge the cultural gap?

-Dragon Layer-
YC is the local (anthro) Dragon, doing as dragons do. Dominating the country side, hording gold, ect ect. MC can be the unfortunate knight chosen to slay you and ends up having to improvise to keep their life when they prove to be no match. Or perhaps they are the local beautiful noble your kidnapped and is now your plaything and pet. Who knows what things a dragon might get up to, because honestly, who is going to stop them?

NON HUMAN PARTNERS/MONSTERS
jumping once again from related ideas

-Isekai-ed into a world of Monster Ladies!-
MC through one means or another, has been zapped from their normal boring life into a fantasy world. And while the world isn't exclusively populated by Beautiful buff monster ladies, they are certainly very common, especially in the adventuring circles. And you know if you get Isekai-ed you are bound to be going on an adventure. MC in this case would have some sort of unique aspect to them that comes with being the Isekai-ed so-and-so. My knee-jerk thought is perhaps they are given a talent for magic in a world where the use of wizardly abilities is rare and unique. Or perhaps they have the ability to enhance the skills of others making them a very useful person to have around for the warrior ladies they encounter/travel with. I think it would also be fun if they are the only humanoid in the setting making them somewhat exotic to their potential partners.

-How to Train your Damsel - Craving
Inspired by a comic I can share upon request: The long and short of it I'm looking to play a dragon's captive maiden/damsel/princess. The exact nature of their relation ship can be discussed and adjusted to your preference. Something comical and casual like the one displayed in the comic, something more menacing and non-con as a horrible beast and a captured princess, perhaps oddly romantic either from the get go or over time. I'm down to explore any such idea. Though the first two are more what I'm looking for in the moment.

GENERAL IDEAS WITH LITTLE TO NO SPECIFIC THEME
Flexible ideas that are ripe for tailoring to your hearts kinky desires.

-Who is in control here?-
your all too typical "slave/master" world setting. MC has never been interested in owning any kinds of slaves due to their timid nature, they just lack the guts to push people around. MC is good friends with a man who has all kinds of slaves, like they were collectable. YC is a new, somewhat hard to handle slave that the MC's friend bought recently. Alas, the friend's timing was poor, and he must leave for an extended period of time, he managed to convince MC to house sit for him, make sure all his slaves get along and such. MC reluctantly agrees. YC sees a glorious opportunity to turn the tables on someone and quickly takes advantage of the meekness of MC and make him/her into his/her personal pet, at least till the normal master comes home.

-Machines-
Lets see if I can describe this one well. I’ve always had a weird thing for character getting dominated by things that are not necessarily intentionally doing so to them. Like a device that goes a bit haywire and starts stimulating a character until there are a mind broken mess. Maybe it was a gift that the gift giver didn’t read the fine print on and was unaware that it had a sexual function at all? Maybe MC accidentally signed up for some sort of robotics test unaware of what all it would involve and gets left in/with the machine while the scientists go to lunch? Or maybe it is a more sentient AI that is deciding to dominate it's “owner”, a robot maid who has a crossed wire and continues to drag their “owner” deeper under their thumb as a whimpering sex toy for the robotic mistress?

-Living suite-
Fairly straight forward, and kind of related to the next kink as well. A character puts on some cursed armor that can play with and sexually stimulate them how ever it wants. We can have a full fantasy adventure where MC occasionally has to deal with her frustrating armor while on the job, or a modern setting where MC is going through their school or work life trying to hid the fact that some alien symbiote or rouge nano-tech is fucking them silly beneath their cloths. Honestly this can go a lot of ways and we can hammer out details if you are interested

-Living Toys-
Stuffed animals of all sorts get brought to life through some mysterious force and turn upon their owner. Now She is the one who will be owned and played with.

Lunar Raven || A Fairy Tail RP

You are valid, I have been dialing back Klisa's shyness and instead upping her gentleness/sweetness. Neither of the mare who they are when they first meet, but that doesn't mean their love isn't true.

Lunar Raven || A Fairy Tail RP

twas on purpose lol just felt proper in my brain to have it in both threads? idk, I can remove it if ya like.

Lunar Raven || A Fairy Tail RP

Klisa Bay

Name: Klisa Bay

Age: 18

Guild: Lunar Raven

Guild Mark Location: Left palm, is a deep-sea green

Magic Type: Sea Dragon Slayer ( Second Gen )
Considered the 'mirror' of sky dragon slayer magic. While the user can demonstrate the ability to attack by generating seawater, as the Sky dragon slayer is able to enhance their ally's abilities, the Sea dragon slayer is more suited to weakening and disabling opponents.

These 'de-buffing' spells are still an imperfect art of hers, having had been a self-taught slayer. She can only cast one de-buffing spell on one target, she is unable to double down her debuffs on one person. She can cast each spell on as many individual targets as her stamina allows, but it would drain her magic significantly and rapidly.

Known Spells::
Offensive Spells
Sea Dragon Roar ( of course )
-A massive, whirling torrent of seawater issues forth from the user's mouth. It is like a whirlpool, tidal wave, and a riptide all at once, it is by far her most powerful spell, though she can only seem to use it about once a day at the moment, even with an abundant of the amount of water to 'eat' afterward.

Sea Dragon Fang
-A fierce swipe of her hand is followed closely by a forceful rush of water that can connect with her foe with all the force of a hammer blow. Her go-to close range, offensive attack. By no means an overtly impressive form of attack, it is strong enough to give the young girl claws to keep foes wary of approach.

Sea Dragon Claw
- Much like the fang attack, but it is a kick instead. Considered the stronger of the two it is more 'sharp' where the fang is more blunt in nature. With a greater deal of force, the water made is thinner and more concentrated, making it into a keen edge she can use this move to slice through thick, hardwood, or inflict greater damage on a foe; but likewise it has a much more significant effect on her stamina.

De-buffs

Draining Low Tide
The spell, while active will drain the foe of strength and endurance, making them feel as if their power is being drawn away from them. It is far from a spell that would instantly reduce a man to complete weakness, and the stronger the foe the longer it would take for them to have visible effects on there power, but in the heat of combat and apply well it is a good way to have a foe's endurance being spent twice as fast and to gradually reduce them to being breathless and weak. As soon as she stops maintaining the spell there endurance will begin to trickle back in, quicker than it left, so its best for this movie to be released once the foe is incapacitated or otherwise unable to fight.

Heavy High Tide
The spell, while active, will force an impressive amount of pressure on the foe, making their body weight feel as if it has increased and given them the sensation that they are moving as if they were at the bottom of the sea. A good technique for slowing down a foe. How much pressure is actually applied to the enemy is based on how much power she puts into it. At most she can make them feel as if their weight is increased times 5, and while that can force many foes to their knees, she will quickly burn through her stamina trying to maintain such a force.

Withering Red Tide
- A spell that can be inflicted on only one foe at a time. The spell, while active, significantly drains the offensive power of spells. This only effects spell power and only very externally offensive spells. This will have no effect on the targets of physical strength or abilities that augment their physical power. But if your foe is trying to roast you with a raging inferno or pierce you with a deadly shadow spear, while under this spell he is more likely to produce a minor fireball or harmless shade.

Magic Rank: A ( though less kind member might consider her B+ )

Equipment: N/A

Strengths:
Good on her feet, nimble and swift, she relays on her grave and speed to carry her in combat.
Thanks to that dragon-like toughness she can really take a blow
She has a kind and Caring Nature, she understands well what it's like to be the outsider or in a bad situation and tends to treat those around her with great compassion. This does come with the flip side of nothing pisses her off more than somebody or something messing with a friend.

Weaknesses:
Low magical stamina, even before she had to try and fule the raw power of dragon slayer spells, she never had a big magical gas tank.
Inexperienced; She spend most of her life has a maid, and is still rather new to being a guild wizard or dragon slayer.
Not a great solo fighter, her offensive capabilities are rather limited. She doesn't tend to do well when working on her own, quickly exhausting herself or finding she is outmatched. SHe works best fighting with others.

Personality:
Klisa, while not quite a wallflower, doesn't miss the mark by much. It would be best to say that she does not have a very strong personality. The general impression you'd get from anyone else in the guild is along the lines of 'Klisa is a diligent, kind young woman, though perhaps a bit quiet and tends to leave herself on the sidelines.' Which is all true enough. She is pleasant and outgoing enough in familiar settings or around those she trusts, but she tends to be very soft-spoken and gentle in most situations, tending to 'go with the flow' in situations where she is out of her element. That being said, she will not shy away from conflict. She made a serious promise to herself to not let others walk all over her, or those she cares about. Nothing will make her find her voice and assertiveness more than a friend in need.

History:
Klisa is the illegitimate child of a peasant woman and a business tycoon turned nobleman through marriage and success. She lived the first few years with her mother, who passed due to a sickness in her lungs. An only child, she had no other family that anyone knew. But instead of being a child left to die in the streets her father, Sir Hightower, took her into his home. Despite that he did not openly recognize her as his child in any official form and rarely even in private. To this day she does not truly know if her father ever held any real feelings for her or her mother to inspire him into saving her from certain death on the streets, or if it was simply because he wanted her out of the public spotlight, where his bastard child could be easily kept under wraps and would not harm his public image. She lived, more or less, as a maid-servant in his household. Most of her raising and caring were given to her by the other servants of the house. She was a diligent worker, hoping that being so would garner attention from her father, and perhaps even praise. But Sir Hightower was a very busy man dealing with both politics and business kept him off the estate most of the time.

She was not the only child in the house, the other was her fathers and his noble lady wife's son. A boy only a year or so younger than herself. This had her interacting quite often with him as well as Sir Hightower's wife, who knew of Klisa's scandalous origins. She was the kind of prideful noble lady that had a hard enough time dealing with the blow to her honor that her husband would conceive a child with a commoner, much less the unforgivable insult of bringing that child into their home. The woman didn't make life easy on Klisa. She was a talented mage and schemer and did many things to make Klisa's life hard and treat her with disdain and contempt. Klisa and the son had started out as something close to friends, but children are known to imitate the parents and it wasn't too long before the boy was just as spiteful to her as the mother was.

While doing her best to keep tabs on her father, around the time she turned 10, she noted a pattern of sorts. She had heard her mother had been a magic-user of some sort, a humble but respect specialist among the local guilds. Her father's Wife was a talented magic user from a long family of highborn, well-bred, mages. Much of the time he was home was spent admiring his son's progress in developing magical skills. Clearly her father loved magic, she thought if she could use magic as well, perhaps she could get the attention and love she craved from her distant father.

She took to studying under one of the servants, the one who had most closely raised and cared for her. He was an elderly man, but had studied magic in his youth and had enough know-how to teach her the basics. Klisa's natural affinity seemed to be with water magic. 5 years passed and though her skills steadily grew, especially given she had taken to sneaking into Lady Hightowers library and reading some of her magic books, she felt she paled in comparison to her half brother who had a more proper teacher, more time to focus on training, and had been practicing longer.

Then one day, she heard some servant talking about some sort of major purchase the Hightower family had made. Of some sort of rare and powerful magical item. A Larcime filled with a lost kind of magic. She felt this was her chance to do something incredible and get her fathers approval and acceptance. If she could make it so she could use the lost magic in that Larcime she'd surely prove to be a good enough mage for her father's attention. She snuck into the storage room late one night and after much searching found what she was looking for.

It hadn't quite been like other Larcime she had seen before. It was roughly shaped, jagged and more opaque. It was the most brilliant green-blue she had ever seen, as if someone had turned the sea into a broken shard of glass. Gingerly she reached out to take hold of it, but as soon as her fingers touched it she blacked out. She wasn't sure what happened, but she remembered a great deal of pain.

Next thing she knew, she had woken up in a bed, and most of the household standing about it, including her father, his wife, and her half-brother. She was informed that she had stolen something meant for her half-brother, and such theft could not be tolerated, not even from her. So as punishment, as soon as she was well, she was to leave the household and never return. Delirious, in pain, and utterly heartbroken by this news Klisa could do little other than weep in response. Her Father, his wife, her-half brother as well as many of the servants left her alone. Those servant closest to her and most like her family remained to care and comfort her. Eventually it was just her and the servant who had acted as her magic teacher.

When they were alone, he asked her to try to use magic. While it took some coaxing for her to even attempt she got a very unique surprise. Her magic type before had been a water casting type, but she ended up producing was something like a claw of swirling, green-blue, saltwater about her hand rather than the clear blue little ball she had tried to make. It seems she had successfully absorbed the Larcime of the Sea Dragon. He told her not everyone could have done such a thing, and that doing so meant that she was a great mage indeed.

The praise felt like a hollow victory to her at this point, she asked him where could she go or what she could do. All she had ever known was living in this estate with him and the other servants.

He told her that when he was younger he had studied magic so that he may one day join a guild, He had always admired the guilds and their mages. He had never seen closer comrades or braver warriors. Due to various circumstances he never gathered up the courage to join one...but if he was here, with this new power and nothing to hold her down here anymore, he'd at least go check it out, perhaps she'd find one she liked. Around others who would see her as equals, as comrades, as family.

Apprehensive and nervous, but with no other real option she did just that. Once she recovered and was discharged from the Hightower estate she made her way around the kingdom investigating various guilds. She eventually found herself at Lunar Raven, and she has enjoyed her last three years there to say the very least.

Extra: n/a

Lunar Raven || A Fairy Tail RP

Klisa Bay

Name: Klisa Bay

Age: 18

Guild: Lunar Raven

Guild Mark Location: Left palm, is a deep-sea green

Magic Type: Sea Dragon Slayer ( Second Gen )
Considered the 'mirror' of sky dragon slayer magic. While the user can demonstrate the ability to attack by generating seawater, as the Sky dragon slayer is able to enhance their ally's abilities, the Sea dragon slayer is more suited to weakening and disabling opponents.

These 'de-buffing' spells are still an imperfect art of hers, having had been a self-taught slayer. She can only cast one de-buffing spell on one target, she is unable to double down her debuffs on one person. She can cast each spell on as many individual targets as her stamina allows, but it would drain her magic significantly and rapidly.

Known Spells::
Offensive Spells
Sea Dragon Roar ( of course )
-A massive, whirling torrent of seawater issues forth from the user's mouth. It is like a whirlpool, tidal wave, and a riptide all at once, it is by far her most powerful spell, though she can only seem to use it about once a day at the moment, even with an abundant of the amount of water to 'eat' afterward.

Sea Dragon Fang
-A fierce swipe of her hand is followed closely by a forceful rush of water that can connect with her foe with all the force of a hammer blow. Her go-to close range, offensive attack. By no means an overtly impressive form of attack, it is strong enough to give the young girl claws to keep foes wary of approach.

Sea Dragon Claw
- Much like the fang attack, but it is a kick instead. Considered the stronger of the two it is more 'sharp' where the fang is more blunt in nature. With a greater deal of force, the water made is thinner and more concentrated, making it into a keen edge she can use this move to slice through thick, hardwood, or inflict greater damage on a foe; but likewise it has a much more significant effect on her stamina.

De-buffs

Draining Low Tide
The spell, while active will drain the foe of strength and endurance, making them feel as if their power is being drawn away from them. It is far from a spell that would instantly reduce a man to complete weakness, and the stronger the foe the longer it would take for them to have visible effects on there power, but in the heat of combat and apply well it is a good way to have a foe's endurance being spent twice as fast and to gradually reduce them to being breathless and weak. As soon as she stops maintaining the spell there endurance will begin to trickle back in, quicker than it left, so its best for this movie to be released once the foe is incapacitated or otherwise unable to fight.

Heavy High Tide
The spell, while active, will force an impressive amount of pressure on the foe, making their body weight feel as if it has increased and given them the sensation that they are moving as if they were at the bottom of the sea. A good technique for slowing down a foe. How much pressure is actually applied to the enemy is based on how much power she puts into it. At most she can make them feel as if their weight is increased times 5, and while that can force many foes to their knees, she will quickly burn through her stamina trying to maintain such a force.

Withering Red Tide
- A spell that can be inflicted on only one foe at a time. The spell, while active, significantly drains the offensive power of spells. This only effects spell power and only very externally offensive spells. This will have no effect on the targets of physical strength or abilities that augment their physical power. But if your foe is trying to roast you with a raging inferno or pierce you with a deadly shadow spear, while under this spell he is more likely to produce a minor fireball or harmless shade.

Magic Rank: A ( though less kind member might consider her B+ )

Equipment: N/A

Strengths:
Good on her feet, nimble and swift, she relays on her grave and speed to carry her in combat.
Thanks to that dragon-like toughness she can really take a blow
She has a kind and Caring Nature, she understands well what it's like to be the outsider or in a bad situation and tends to treat those around her with great compassion. This does come with the flip side of nothing pisses her off more than somebody or something messing with a friend.

Weaknesses:
Low magical stamina, even before she had to try and fule the raw power of dragon slayer spells, she never had a big magical gas tank.
Inexperienced; She spend most of her life has a maid, and is still rather new to being a guild wizard or dragon slayer.
Not a great solo fighter, her offensive capabilities are rather limited. She doesn't tend to do well when working on her own, quickly exhausting herself or finding she is outmatched. SHe works best fighting with others.

Personality:
Klisa, while not quite a wallflower, doesn't miss the mark by much. It would be best to say that she does not have a very strong personality. The general impression you'd get from anyone else in the guild is along the lines of 'Klisa is a diligent, kind young woman, though perhaps a bit quiet and tends to leave herself on the sidelines.' Which is all true enough. She is pleasant and outgoing enough in familiar settings or around those she trusts, but she tends to be very soft-spoken and gentle in most situations, tending to 'go with the flow' in situations where she is out of her element. That being said, she will not shy away from conflict. She made a serious promise to herself to not let others walk all over her, or those she cares about. Nothing will make her find her voice and assertiveness more than a friend in need.

History:
Klisa is the illegitimate child of a peasant woman and a business tycoon turned nobleman through marriage and success. She lived the first few years with her mother, who passed due to a sickness in her lungs. An only child, she had no other family that anyone knew. But instead of being a child left to die in the streets her father, Sir Hightower, took her into his home. Despite that he did not openly recognize her as his child in any official form and rarely even in private. To this day she does not truly know if her father ever held any real feelings for her or her mother to inspire him into saving her from certain death on the streets, or if it was simply because he wanted her out of the public spotlight, where his bastard child could be easily kept under wraps and would not harm his public image. She lived, more or less, as a maid-servant in his household. Most of her raising and caring were given to her by the other servants of the house. She was a diligent worker, hoping that being so would garner attention from her father, and perhaps even praise. But Sir Hightower was a very busy man dealing with both politics and business kept him off the estate most of the time.

She was not the only child in the house, the other was her fathers and his noble lady wife's son. A boy only a year or so younger than herself. This had her interacting quite often with him as well as Sir Hightower's wife, who knew of Klisa's scandalous origins. She was the kind of prideful noble lady that had a hard enough time dealing with the blow to her honor that her husband would conceive a child with a commoner, much less the unforgivable insult of bringing that child into their home. The woman didn't make life easy on Klisa. She was a talented mage and schemer and did many things to make Klisa's life hard and treat her with disdain and contempt. Klisa and the son had started out as something close to friends, but children are known to imitate the parents and it wasn't too long before the boy was just as spiteful to her as the mother was.

While doing her best to keep tabs on her father, around the time she turned 10, she noted a pattern of sorts. She had heard her mother had been a magic-user of some sort, a humble but respect specialist among the local guilds. Her father's Wife was a talented magic user from a long family of highborn, well-bred, mages. Much of the time he was home was spent admiring his son's progress in developing magical skills. Clearly her father loved magic, she thought if she could use magic as well, perhaps she could get the attention and love she craved from her distant father.

She took to studying under one of the servants, the one who had most closely raised and cared for her. He was an elderly man, but had studied magic in his youth and had enough know-how to teach her the basics. Klisa's natural affinity seemed to be with water magic. 5 years passed and though her skills steadily grew, especially given she had taken to sneaking into Lady Hightowers library and reading some of her magic books, she felt she paled in comparison to her half brother who had a more proper teacher, more time to focus on training, and had been practicing longer.

Then one day, she heard some servant talking about some sort of major purchase the Hightower family had made. Of some sort of rare and powerful magical item. A Larcime filled with a lost kind of magic. She felt this was her chance to do something incredible and get her fathers approval and acceptance. If she could make it so she could use the lost magic in that Larcime she'd surely prove to be a good enough mage for her father's attention. She snuck into the storage room late one night and after much searching found what she was looking for.

It hadn't quite been like other Larcime she had seen before. It was roughly shaped, jagged and more opaque. It was the most brilliant green-blue she had ever seen, as if someone had turned the sea into a broken shard of glass. Gingerly she reached out to take hold of it, but as soon as her fingers touched it she blacked out. She wasn't sure what happened, but she remembered a great deal of pain.

Next thing she knew, she had woken up in a bed, and most of the household standing about it, including her father, his wife, and her half-brother. She was informed that she had stolen something meant for her half-brother, and such theft could not be tolerated, not even from her. So as punishment, as soon as she was well, she was to leave the household and never return. Delirious, in pain, and utterly heartbroken by this news Klisa could do little other than weep in response. Her Father, his wife, her-half brother as well as many of the servants left her alone. Those servant closest to her and most like her family remained to care and comfort her. Eventually it was just her and the servant who had acted as her magic teacher.

When they were alone, he asked her to try to use magic. While it took some coaxing for her to even attempt she got a very unique surprise. Her magic type before had been a water casting type, but she ended up producing was something like a claw of swirling, green-blue, saltwater about her hand rather than the clear blue little ball she had tried to make. It seems she had successfully absorbed the Larcime of the Sea Dragon. He told her not everyone could have done such a thing, and that doing so meant that she was a great mage indeed.

The praise felt like a hollow victory to her at this point, she asked him where could she go or what she could do. All she had ever known was living in this estate with him and the other servants.

He told her that when he was younger he had studied magic so that he may one day join a guild, He had always admired the guilds and their mages. He had never seen closer comrades or braver warriors. Due to various circumstances he never gathered up the courage to join one...but if he was here, with this new power and nothing to hold her down here anymore, he'd at least go check it out, perhaps she'd find one she liked. Around others who would see her as equals, as comrades, as family.

Apprehensive and nervous, but with no other real option she did just that. Once she recovered and was discharged from the Hightower estate she made her way around the kingdom investigating various guilds. She eventually found herself at Lunar Raven, and she has enjoyed her last three years there to say the very least.

Extra: n/a

Lunar Raven || A Fairy Tail Int Check

@KiltmanBagz

Kilt!

Me friend! I haven't seen you in ages. How ya doing?

You should know which character I'm attempting to go for here, lol.

@Rune_Alchemist

OH! Well, now I have to go with Klisa! She'd be offended if I went with anyone else!

And the long and short answer is: Hanging in there, life has defo been crazy for everyone and my had some wild circumstances that weren't going anywhere before the virus hit, but I'm rolling on and glad to be writing again.

Lunar Raven || A Fairy Tail Int Check

I finally return to this dang website, and the first thing I see is a FT game with @Rune_Alchemist in it... seems right lol

I have a couple of characters I could swing depending on the game balance. One of which Rune will be fairly familiar with lol

One Piece: The Scarlet Pirates (Reboot!) [Chapter 1 END]

Hertha snorted at the caution exhibited by Alisa in 'maintaining the appearance of just humble travelers', it was probably wise, but Hertha knew that laying low was never going to be an option for her once she started piracy proper. While she didn't know if her family name of 'Redrivers' still held any clout in the private community out in the grand line seeing as dad died over 40 years ago now and the memory of humans was often short; the fact that she was a giant woman was going to make it impossible to blend in most places. Still, she'd respect the potential captain's wishes, no need to cause a fuss or call unwanted attention to them if that wasn't what they were looking for. She glanced at the chairman pushed out to her, and then the one Alisa pushed to her. She really wasn't sure if the chairs build for your average human-sized person could hold her, nor would they be all that comfortable to sit in if they could, but she wasn't going to be so rude as to decline her possible new captain and fellow crew members hospitality. She seized both chairs and slid them together until they were touching. Hopefully, they could carry her weight together. She gingerly sat down as carefully as she could, the wood creaking and visible bowing under her weight...but it seemed to hold for now. "I'm not interested in any cut of treasure I didn't help you get. If you insist on giving me any share, just put it towards your next ship. Getting one that has room for me to get out of the sun or rain could possibly be a bit expensive if you are interested in having me aboard. Though I am used to just making do with a sturdy tent on the deck in my time sailing these seas, if I'm going to call a ship home I would prefer it to but an actual roof over my head, even if it's just in the cargo hold."

One Piece: The Scarlet Pirates (Reboot!) [Chapter 1 END]

Oh man just realized the number of anchors on this crew haha glad I went with one of my OCs who are big/strong enough to have a good chance at saving multiple drowning crew mates haha

One Piece: The Scarlet Pirates (Reboot!) [Chapter 1 END]

Lougetown was always a town buzzing with pirate rumors. Who was nearby, who was coming up, who was coming passing through? Every ambition pirate with grand line aspirations in the east blue would pass through here sooner or later. It made it the perfect place for Hertha to set up shop for the past few years. If you keep your ear to the ground you could net a good bounty if bounties were getting hard to find then there were always plenty of scared merchant ships that felt better with some mercenary muscle on board. Always plenty of coins to be made, which was good because renting a space that fit her and buying enough food to feed her was not something one could do on a low budget. But neither of those was the main reasons she had decided to spend most of her time in this town. Hertha didn't want to spend her life as a mercenary, hopping from ship to ship and bounty to the bounty. She wanted to follow in her father's footsteps, to take the Redrivers name back to the sea and make is strike fear and wonder once more. She wanted to be a pirate, one who would be considered one of the best. For that, she needed a captain who was equally ambitious, one who wished to go to the grand line was the minimum requirement.

Alas...she was a picky lass and she hadn't found anyone that really spoke to her yet. She needed a crew with valor, with honor, with courage. And listing to the rumors and reading today's paper. A crew that jacked one pirate's treasure and took swings at the marines? That sounded like the sort of crew she might want to take a look at. "Hopefully they don't pass through town with me missing them..." she murmured to herself, looking out over the crowd of early morning people.

Only...wait...She squinted down at the wanted poster pinched between her fingers and a figure moving among the people, cursing up a storm about something. It was hard to say for sure as they printed these wanted posters so small compared to her and the picture was hazy, to begin with...but something in her gut told her that woman was was Alesia of the Scarlet Pirates.

Hertha watched as she and a few others went into a tavern. "What are the odds..." she wondered aloud to herself "Or...perhaps fate is finally smiling on me." Lifted herself up from her sitting place in a wide ally that overlooked the area, where her size would not inconvenience people so much nor them her, and began carefully make he way through the crowd. They had gotten used to her hanging around these past few years so they didn't scatter as much as they used to, so moving in a way that didn't end up hurting people could be tricky.

The 12 foot woman stared down at the entrance to the tavern and sighed "This place better not have to low of a ceiling..." She unshouldered her massive round shield and blade, It would be hard enough to move around indoors without them on her body. She slides the sword, sheath and all, into the arm straps of the shield and rested it against the wall. The combined weight should be enough to deter most halogens who would be interested in stealing it.

She got down on her hands and knees and like an adult trying to squeeze their way into a child's hiding place carefully pulled herself inside. She glanced up and grumbled, She'd have to take her helm off as well... But she should be able to sit mostly upright once she did. She crawled carefully towards the table, brushing aside chares and the like. thank god it isn't happy hour... She thought.

She stopped in front of the table, rather sure she had made something of a spectacle of herself on the way over and awkwardly shifted from her crawling position to a seated one on the floor, removing her helm as she did. Even seated and a little hunched forward, her head was still a good 7 or 8 feet up, just about to brush the ceiling. "Morning," she said in a pleasant tone. "This wouldn't happen to be you would it?" She asked, carefully placing the wanted poster on the table.