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    1. GermanCake 11 yrs ago

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Hello all! I've been really caving this so I thought I'd see if anyone else could scratch this itch. >_< Just so you know I came up with this mostly with smut in mind, but I'm open to doing a less hardcore romance, just explain what you prefer.

I didn't say so in the plot description, but I'm defiantly ok with adding supernatural or science-fiction elements with the plot. Maybe the boss is a vampire/werewolf. Or the company is run by aliens. Or maybe their making a killer robot army, it's up to you!

I envisioned this as MxF but I'm totally willing to do MxM. Heck if you want, I'll make the boss a woman and we can do either FxM or FxF. Whatever you are comfortable with. I'm writing for the boss if you were wondering.

*For smut RP's only!*
Some things I'd be interested in featuring:
-domination
-BDSM
-anal (giving for both MxF, MxM)
-humiliation
-femdom (if my character is female)
-bloodplay (if vampire)
-crossdressing (for MxM)
-mindbreak
-ahegao

Basically, it's going to be a dominate paired with a submissive. If you have something else you wanted to try let me know, I'm very open.

Some basic rules you folks should be familiar with, but I'll say em anyway.

1) Please inform me when you are or about to be scarce for a few days. I don't know how other people react, but I get a little sad to see my partner hasn't posted for two days straight when I really was enjoying it. It messes with my flow and I start to lose interest leading to one of us dropping out.

2) Write to the best of your ability. I'm not expecting a whole page worth of description, but I defiantly don't want to see a single sentence response. I love it when you can give two or more paragraphs of beautiful (or disturbing) description, it really engages all involved.

3) Communication. If something I'm doing is bothering you? Tell me. If you feel like the RP is slowly going stale? Tell me. If you think adding killer clowns with chainsaws for dicks would breath a little life into the story? Please tell me (because that would be hilarious!) I've saved a lot of RPs because we actually told each other what was on our minds and worked through it. If you read this far and you truly are interested please PM me with your user name and favorite season (ex. GermanCake Spring.)



The Zetasoft corporation has recently become one of the most powerful and influential companies in the world. There products range from software, home computers, television, and recently pharmaceuticals. It has branches all over the world and touts how it employs enough people to fill a moderate sized country. Of course success comes at a price, Zetasoft has been under multiple investigations for illegal activity. Some fear the company has gotten so powerful, it can easily get out of most lawsuits and the ones that do succeed merely take a few million dollars from their monstrous output. Many who've worked for Zetasoft say that it pays well, but at the cost of your morals. But who cares about morals these days? Any college kid would kill to land a job at even the bottom floor of Zetasoft (some reports suggest a few have.)



Plot 1:
You are a fresh faced college graduate who just nailed an interview at Zetasoft's new headquarters, just a leisurely subway ride away from your apartment. The hours are going to be tough, but you certainly can't argue with the starting pay. Some friends told you that the company is bad news, but they're only saying that because they didn't get hired. Although, you have noticed something strange. A week has gone by and you still haven't had a chance to meet your boss. You take his calls and forward his emails, yet you've never met the man. Asking around the office only raises more questions as to who he really is. Of course, Just when you started to forget about this weird situation, tonight you are about to become enlightened to how strange things can get at this company. Taken

Plot 2:
You've worked here long enough to know to keep to yourself. You've seen it all, a poor girl from accounting hung herself in the break room from the 'stress,' old timers who worked for the company for most of their life are sacked just before retirement and pension. You're afraid that you've become hard-hearted after only a year of working here, but you still get shaken up when witnessing the almost Darwinian struggle for success. You come into work this morning to find co-workers are whispering that your boss has some big news for you, this can be really good or really bad. You'll find out when you get called into his office. Taken

Plot 3: Any journalist worth their salt knows that this corporation is hiding some dirty laundry. It just takes a little digging and maybe a little deception to find it. Your editor thought you were crazy, but can a crazy person land an interview with the Vice Chairman of the company? Strange, every employee is under contract to not talk to the press, yet one of the higher ups has just contacted you saying that they wanted to meet! This is a golden opportunity make a name for yourself, nothing can surprise you at this point what they might be hiding. But, what if there are some things that really should remain behind closed doors...

Well those are the plots I was thinking of. Again, if you want to add a supernatural or maybe some sci-fi element (boss is a supernatural being, company is developing some super weapon, ect...) let me know. I like smut, but I also like action in between smut! Thanks for listening!
Idea! PM sent!
Garrus felt whole again having his rifle back in his hands. The turian gave what amounted to a smile among his race, but figured it just looked creepy to a human.

"I don't know who has the bigger quads between us..." he laughed, "The guy who talks down his assassin, or the girl that double crosses the Shadow Broker."

He held out his hand, "Pleasure to have you on board Kita."
Garrus has made some crazy gambles in the past, but this was by far the craziest. A hired killer had a gun in his face and he was being opening defiant. It was strange, back in C-Sec there were plenty of times when he was afraid for his life. But staring down the barrel of a gun now didn't even phase him now. He wasn't married, didn't have kids, and he made sure not to leave any evidence that traced his good deeds back to the people he's helped. What did he have to lose (aside for a brief moment of pain.)

"You think about turian ass a lot?" He chuckled "You're going to make me blush."

Garrus decided to push his luck to the limit, he took another step forward. He clearly could see her finger on the trigger.

"Look around you, this place has been chewing people up and breaking their spirits. Ever since I got to Omega I've witnessed things that shocked and made me sick. I've seen parents forced to sell their children so the thugs that walked that neighborhood wouldn't just kill them. I saw a woman get robbed and shot on a crowded street, with no one batting an eye. There's a bridge that has become famous because that's where people who've lost all hope go to end it all. And that line to it stretches around the corner."

"I'm the only one standing up to all of that." He sighed, "I'm here to make a difference and help those who've had everything taken from them, and punish those who thought themselves untouchable. You're working for the wrong people. Why don't you put your skills to some good use and point that gun at the scumbags that really deserve it.

Garrus took another step closer. Now her gun was practically pressed against his forehead. "There's more to you than just a bunch of credits. I can see there's still some good in you. At least...I'd like to think so."
It hurt Garrus seeing his precious baby being held by someone else. That rifle had ended a lot of criminal's careers, and he wasn't about to let it go into retirement. Then again he did have to admit that it did look good being held by quite an attractive human female. He spent some time denying it, but now he had some holovids hidden in his omni-tool that featured human turian "relations." A good deal of this blossomed while he fought alongside Commander Shepard. Seeing her fight and inspire others awoke something in Garrus. Maybe it was just a human fetish, maybe something more. It didn't matter now that he heard a report that said Shepard was KIA.

"I...must admit," He said with a deep but soft voice. "The idea getting physical with you wouldn't be too bad on this end."

Garrus tilted his head, "But, I'm not getting on that shuttle. In fact, I think your going to help me." He took a step closer to the mysterious woman.
The Kogan laughed, "Guess, were gonna have to smoke you out. Somebody lob a gren-"

The Kogan's head exploded before he could finish his sentence. The force was so powerful it knoked down several vorcha standing next to him. A big chunk landed right by garrus with a nasty splat. A vorcha let out a fierce cry of anger before it's head was reduced to red goo. It lasted less than a minute and soon everything was quiet.

"You can come out now, Archangel" a distinctly female voice said rather softly.

Garrus wasn't completely sure where this woman was so he didn't want to try and reach for his rifle, which lay in the open. Garrus pressed against the side of a crate and leand out hoping to see who this woman was. Walking slowly with a heavy pistol was a dark haired human female. Her outfit looked custom made for stealth operations, but there weren't any logos that told him who she worked for. Whoever she was, she was different from the other mercs he's seen.

Clearly beaten, Garrus slowly stood up. "If you don't mind, I'd like to know the name of the very gifted human that just caught Archangel."
“See anything?” Sidonis's voice asked over the communicator.

“Not seeing any movement...” The turian responded. “Going to go in for a closer look. I'll call you if things get messy.”

“Got it.” Sidonis said. “Over and out.”

Garrus put away a scanner and got up from his hidden position. He pulled out his M-92 Mantis sniper rifle and carefully approached an old crumbling warehouse. It's been only a month since Garrus came to Omega Station and the crime rate has plummeted. The gangsters, drug lords, slavers, and other criminal types that run free on Omega have had an epidemic of 'shot in the face' happen since Garrus and his team started getting tough on crime. He's had countless people tell him he was some sort of 'archangel' for helping the ones who can't help themselves. Some much so, Garrus is beginning to like the nickname.

The turian climbed up a rusty ladder that lead to the roof of the warehouse. It was a decent sized building which made him consider this all a trap. A week ago, Garrus and his team got a tip that this building was the base of operations for an Asari slave trafficking ring, which prepped kidnapped Asari before being smuggled off to various worlds. But the more Garrus saw the more he knew something was up. He jumped down through an open hatch, landing on his feet with a crash. His armor allowed for safe drops from quite a distance. The warehouse was dark, he quickly switched on his weapon's light revealing many large metal crates. This place seemed deserted. Garrus gave a heavy sigh thinking his time has just been wasted.

“YOU DIE NOW!” Came the shrill cry of a vorcha.

Floodlights practically blinded Garrus as he instinctively dropped and narrowly missed getting filled with holes. Gunfire seemed to come from every direction. The only thing saving him was the many crates still sitting throughout the warehouse.

Strange, Garrus thought, There always seems to be conveniently laid cover every time I get into a firefight...

The gunfire was so intense he couldn't lift his head to even see where it was all coming from. Then as sudden as it happened it all stopped. The echo of the shots still rang loudly off the walls.

“Come on out Archangel!” Called the deep gruff voice of a bloodpack krogan. “If you just stand up, it'll be over quickly!”

Garrus could hear footsteps closing in on all sides of him. His sniper rife was laying just to the side of the crate he was hiding behind. Just raising his hand to reach for the gun caused more gunfire to rain down on his position.

Sorry Shepard, he thought, Guess this is it for me.


Name: Garrus Vakarian
Race: Turian
Age: (presumably) 35
Class: Turian Agent
Weapon of choice: His trusty M-92 Mantis

Personality: Garrus has a very strong sense of justice and won't (or can't) let criminals get away with breaking the laws. Not afraid to get into scraps, Garrus will fight if innocents are threatened. However, he has been know to take risks that put civilians in danger. Recently, he has changed his ways so that he would not put innocent people in danger. Is friendly to anyone that shares his sense of morality and is fiercely loyal to his comrades.

History: As an ex C-Sec officer, Garrus was the only one who sided with Commander Shepard when the rogue spectre Saren betrayed the council. Seeing no one else step forward, Garrus set off to join Shepard and her crew to go after Saren and stop his Geth army. After the Battle of the Citadel, Garrus became disillusioned with C-Sec and the miles of red tape. He quit and now has come to Omega Station to put down drug lords...his way.
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