MrStitches

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Hello people looking at this post. There is several small rules but past that I have little quarrel towards most genre.

RULES

-Please produce clear but detailed sentences.
-Refrain from making your character super simple because I find that boring.
-If you've gotta go to bed or something in middle of back to back replies shoot me a heads up.
-I have a Facebook and instagram if this site is difficult to work with in your case so feel free to personal message me and I'll give you the information to find me on either site.
-The minimum I want in a reply is a paragraph consisting of five sentences. Not periods, sentences with structure.

OK now that those simple rules are read I'm pretty open to mainly fantasy based role plays. In light of that those who itch for romance I don't mind smut but at least build the story first and don't drag off the theme. Seriously.
On the subject of Fantasy I really like dragons or dark flesh eating creatures with a sense of humor. Medieval? Hell ya. I'm down, just make sure the roles aren't lame or textbook cliche because that doesn't really spark my heart.
In time I'll post some plots but presently I'm more open to discuss.

First Fantasy:The Exhaling Land

@Song Book
Well now's a good time to practice. I'm primed and feeling rather good despite stress.

First Fantasy:The Exhaling Land

@Song Book
It was in all reality their regions were close but not his intention. Slumber blanketing his conscious her flapping lead for their fall. More so laying rather than leaning he remained locked with her. The heat she made having preheated the ground the male shivered once without waking. Throughout the night he remained like such until dawn came.

Ice ever present at the edge of their cave. White morning light spilling inward caused the vibrant green eyes to snap open. Nestled into the soft form of the female it seemed her warmth was addicting. His tail gently wrapping her ankle while his nose in her the vicinity of her throat it would have been obvious hostility was dwindling. Alas removing his tail and face from her Reaver rose quickly.

A faint sound of cracking could be heard. Ice quietly shattering stone as it contracted. From the once groggy position Reaver shot upward reaching for Delsa. His tail finding her waist and curling up to under her chest it was in those moments their choosen resting place shattered. Above a Fenrir( a large wolf like beast) had ripped the island landing. A coat of silver and eyes of fire the size comparison was rather dramatic.
The pair of them were but the size of pups to it. No sooner the beast had its fangs bared and the surroundings became a hellish onslaught of chill. Reaver with his claw pressed deep into the stone they were once resting one wasn't one with the situation.

First Fantasy:The Exhaling Land

@Song Book
I am just now returning, sorry for the wait. I'll be replying consistently again now.

First Fantasy:The Exhaling Land

@Song Book Such I shall await then. Good luck with whatever life stuff is going on.

Creativity Ink! A Roleplaying Search Thread! Fem Seeks Males.

Hello there, such ill fortune you have producing so many ideas but lacking anyone to join. A dragon's heart is one I take interest in. It's been what seems like eons since I've played a character in such a negatively imposed position but non the less I'm interested. @Miss Gallagher

First Fantasy:The Exhaling Land

With a dark crystal blue hue of light dancing apon the edge of the cave Reaver felt compelled to rest. Although nocturnal nights had become clearly much to cold to endure and Delsa whom he currently held onto already strived to keep him warm. She simply let him hold onto her without question which he appreciated greatly despite only displaying so with his head resting snuggle apon her shoulder. At this point he could see her wings make continued attempts to heal which partially disheartened the male as he hoped she wouldn't simply leave him to freeze if they healed before managing to depart from the sky islands. On similar notes he also felt attached to the girl in some extent because of the recent companionship that Reaver honestly felt he'd miss the miniscule social interactions.

All that thinking mental wearing him down lead for him to slowly become limp as he slept still resting apon Delsa's warm skin bathing in the radiance of heat. His brilliant green eyes sealed away by black scaled eye lids followed his tail being left coiled behind her. If wasn't obvious he was sleeping the small whistle of his sharp teeth were sure to make it clear as he shifted moving his face to accommodate the crook of her neck. If he was still awake he would have lurked back in embarrassment but in the temporary bliss Delsa was able to witness how comfortable Reaver found her company with the unconscious affectionate nestle.

@Song Book

First Fantasy:The Exhaling Land

Tightly clutching the girl Reaver found warmth. The brightness of the previously unrivalled by Delsa actually eating left him to suffer less from the cold agony. His claws currently resting against her skin just light enough to the point where her skin wasn't cut moved towards her upper back as his lungs sputtered causing rough loud coughs which he unintentionally spat about just over her shoulder. Wheezing some moments afterwards Reaver then realized how quickly he darted to the female feeling some pretty large amounts of embarrassment.

still holding her ever so closely he spoke quietly as if seeking warmth was a mistake."Sorry Delsa... The water didn't come out as expected." His body language on the other hand said he didn't want to leave the embrace. Of course no one really would either if they were also cold and someone else was so snuggly warm. As the moment passed and he heated up he let his hug slink down around her waist while his chin rested on her shoulder in an affectionate manner. Why was it so comfortable he was yet to know but in short unless she made it clear she didn't want him there he was going to stay until they slept or left the cave.

@Song Book

First Fantasy:The Exhaling Land

Ah I don't one line. I do randomish paragraph role-plays or I did forever ago. @Song Book

First Fantasy:The Exhaling Land

A week or two is nothing in comparison. At least we're communicating in the mean time. Communication is almost everything.

@Song Book