Thinker

Casual to Advanced: M/M Fandom Cravings! :3

I am interested in the Sephiroth x Cloud mix. I have never done one for FF, I read a lot of them and enjoy them completely. If you are willing to give me a try as a partner. I am willing to write the standoffish statue goodness that is Sephiroth who knows what he wants.

Cure Up In Smoke. Plan B. (Thinker & Reverie)

I am back online and ready to rumble!!!

Disney Princess' need not apply.

I work at night, (yea I am over 18 and am forced to live like an adult) so I can only post once a day, twice if I catch a response before I go to work or sleep. Or on my nights off, I am usually on.

I basically do MxM. I am willing to work with MxF if the plot is super awesome. I tend to play only males as my main. I am able to write female roles, I believe they come out too stereotypical. I can double and have a host of NPC's for either to share in posts. So, will let everyone know now that I am annoyed if I am playing a host of people and my writing partner only plays their main. I know this happens during the course of the RP, but there is no real excuse not to play NPC's.

I need a partner that will be willing to add to the story and plot line. I need creativity and input. If I ever hear/read that my writing partner has 'writer's block' this is what I really hear/see: "I don't like this RP but I am too chicken to tell you, Thinker!" I am willing to work and brainstorm until said block is gone.

I am not going to hammer on length requirements, I do require enough to work with. Action, conversation and other such things in the story line calls for short responses. But one liners will never be acceptable. This is our craft! Love it. Work with it, stretch yourself and capture that inner writer who is screaming to be freed.

If you are still reading. Yay! Better stuff below. I am not going to put pairings down. I want it to be open for the creative juices to simmer in awesome sauce.

Fantoms
World of Warcraft.
Final Fantasy VII (I am not super literate about the lore, complete story line or have a detailed map of the region. The characters are what interest me most.)

I do modern if there is supernatural, neko, vampire, lycan or anthro included. I love, love! Love odd pairings (not the family type pairings). More like human x alien, supernatural, mythical or other. Or any of the combination of those.

Fantasy (medieval or magical tech, magic)

Science Fiction (I have a race for this, but I am not super high tech so if you are a stickler for proper names of ships and weapons, planets and other tech. I would make your panties knot unhappily.)

Future earth (robots, androids, cyborgs, advanced tech for creature comforts) I have a wealthy business man who has all the expensive luxuries waiting for some spicy character to turn his world on its ear.

Edit: Some general plot ideas added.

Supernatural

An adult night school of sorts where the teacher is a vampire. Student's may or may not disappear. The vampire doesn't drain stupid people, unless forced. You are what you eat after all. It would be a big city where bodies turn up all the time and murders go unsolved continually. There are a lot of possibilities on this one for characters human and vampire alike. Added with coven wars, human/vampire upsets or even vampire hunter on a seek destroy mission and an undercurrent of male/male romance.

Werewolf would be lycan type. Half human half beast with sever anger control issues. Who both loves and dreads the sway of the rage continually bubbling inside. Who is always straddling the fence between instinct and proper human behavior. (These creatures would not be under the sway of the moon but their personal emotions that trigger the very painful change.)

For this one, I am thinking that the government is fully aware of the werewolf issue, because they created it! Those who injected the infected are put into a camp. Either the new werewolf can succumb to their primal ways or fight to be human and eventually prove they will not eat their small puppies, kittens and other fluffy cute things.

Fantasy

There is a dark system of magic developing. After an attack on a train, Halo (my character) needs to find who and what are behind the mutations. Thus he has to find information and hopefully help against the rolling tide of necromancy that threatens to destroy his world. I have a basic world created for this as well as a lot of NPC's to help move the plot along.

Science Fiction

This is going to be set on another planet. It is basically a massive bayou. Humans stationed there are "Park Rangers" they also have a lot of visitors wanting to bask in the resorts or thrill seekers that want to ride the underwater tunnels the planet is famous for. The park rangers are men and women are trained to be versatile, a ranger had to be a medical officer, repair man, guide, firefighter, search and rescue, first responders, a shrink, warrior and survivalist. It isn't just sitting in a shack drinking coffee, it was going out in the field checking the large area assigned. Keeping an eye out of downed shuttles and divers in trouble.

I will go deeper into the race that dominate the planet if you are interest in this one.

Future Earth

Setting- Earth 3010. The Cybernetics Repair and Research Facility. (CRRF) Sixteen story building, eight above ground and eight below. There will be more, but this is where most everyone will start. Either part as the staff, crew or one of the people needing help.

Main Plot: Returning people back to being 'normal' after being infected with illegal implants. These black market doctors turn to makeshift labs, with questionable practices and even worse results, with a promise of fast money.

This underground carries sensitive information and other illegal trades.

The CRRF has it's own force to combat this problem, they use those who they have healed as a 'clean up' crew. This team answers the call of police and helps round up the 'lost souls' for rehabilitation.

Cure Up In Smoke. Plan B. (Thinker & Reverie)

Awesome.

Cure Up In Smoke. Plan B. (Thinker & Reverie)

I think that would work, becoming hemophiliac. That would give the human's a chance of survival.

Oh, I like the idea of the snake getting the boss. I think the vet would have been using all animals for research. I think what ever creature the vet had gotten his/her hands on would be infected. (So go for it!) It will take a little bit longer to reach the wild. What do you think?

Cure Up In Smoke. Plan B. (Thinker & Reverie)

Xavier instinctively backed away when the roof collapsed right where he had seen the pass the window. Hopefully, it ended the vet’s life instantly instead of continuing to burn. He had heard more than once, dying by fire was the most painful way to go. Still, he had just talked to the vet not too long ago and now. He swallowed hard thinking how fast life had changed.

More people had gathered, Xavier was barely aware of their questions semi directed at him. He just stared stupidly at the blaze was firefighters were gaining some control over. More hoses were pumping water into the building. He pulled off his hat and his fingers through is thick shoulder long hair, his face was flush from the heat and he wiped his sleeve over his mouth drying his upper lip. To die in such a manner was not a savory thought for the cowboy.

With the fire mostly smoke and steam, most of the onlookers had lost their interest and continued with their day. Xavier’s gaze returned to the crate in the back of the truck, there was no way know what the dog had or how long it would last before she would stop attacking. Until answers came he had to keep the poor thing locked up. He didn’t want anyone to go to the hospital, himself included, with such grievous wounds his employer had.

His light brown snagged on the woman from the pet store, he had been in there a time or two to look around. He never really purchased anything, though he did watch the snakes eating. It was a horrific thing which he couldn’t take his eyes off. He shivered at the memory, he replaced his hat and milled over what he could do with his present situation. There wasn’t really another vet in town that he knew of. He moved to the clerk of the pet store and pulled off his hat to be polite, his mama raised her boys well. “Miss,” he said, remembering his sisters ranting about being called ma’am. He thought it be safer to use that title for all women in general. “You wouldn’t know another vet in town would you?” He pointed his hat toward the crate that held the growling dog, pawing and biting at the crate door. “She is real sick.”

Cure Up In Smoke. Plan B. (Thinker & Reverie)

How long does the affected animals live?

Cure Up In Smoke. Plan B. (Thinker & Reverie)

I am so glad to hear it, I was starting to think you were lost to me. I look forward to your post when you can get to it.

Cure Up In Smoke. Plan B. (Thinker & Reverie)

I can change my post if it gives you little to work on. Just let me know.

Cure Up In Smoke. Plan B. (Thinker & Reverie)

A beat up blue Ford bumped down the road returning to town, Xavier grumbled under his breath trying to wrap his brain around what had happened at the ranch. He on his way to see the grumpy, overworked vet about the dog clawing and biting the bars of the pet carrier in the bed of the truck. The ranch dogs had gone to the vet this morning for routine shots and both had been acting sick, lethargic for the first few hours.

Then the older dog was a total spitfire. It was funny to see the dog running in circles like a pup again. Then everything flipped without cause. The mutt attacked his boss, the dog’s owner since the birth of the dog. Not just attacked but nearly tore out his throat. Pete, another hand, had to shoot the thing three times before the old dog stayed down. When the female started following that same pattern, they shoved her into a dog carrier and drew straws who would deal with this mess.

His boss’ wife took him to the hospital, more than likely needing lots of stitches to mend those chucks torn from his shoulder and neck.

Xavier took off his hat and wiped his brow out of habit then need and replaced it. He shifted the wrist protector covering his forearm, glancing at the full quiver of arrows beside him on the bench seat. Aware of the well-used compound bow hanging on the rack in the back window. He wasn’t taking any chances if that dog got loose. There were many kids and old folk around this place that wouldn’t be able to defend themselves.

His foot slammed on the break and the dog yelped in pain being thrown off her feet, tires dug into the gravel. He pulled the parking break and popped the manual transmission into neutral before stepping out staring stupidly at the vet’s clinic engulfed in flames. Someone was screaming inside, he bolted toward the building, the vet was running in circle in the laboratory part of the clinic engulfed in flames.

Xavier fumbled with his phone dropping it several times before he managed to get it steady enough to start dialing. The small town’s fire truck was already screaming toward the vet’s office by that time. A neighbor on the crest of the hill had seen the smoke and had called it in. “The vet is inside,” Xavier called to them moving away from the intense heat.