WhiteRabbit

Thirty One, Has Not Had Sex

Good god what is with the threads in spam lately.

@Doivid

My bunny is already traumatized.

Look at it.

Thirty One, Has Not Had Sex

Well...Technically...There are slots.

Thirty One, Has Not Had Sex

I've got a jar of change.

@idlehands

That's no way to pay a prostitue

Firefly-esque RP anyone?

Hi my name is WhiteRabbit and I've been a roleplay addict for over a decade

*chorus of voices* "Hi WhiteRabbit."

XD Jokes aside, hi!

I am looking for a Casual-Advanced roleplay that is based on Firefly! Now this isn't a fandom roleplay, there will be no rehashing of the characters from the show. I just want to take some themes from the show and use it to create our own universe to play in! I don't have much of a plot right now, so I need someone to help me plan and even throw in a few surprise to keep me on the edge of my seat!

Now one thing I want to stress is that I'd like for there to be sex between our characters. For that reason I insist my partner is over 18. I am in my 20's so I like to roleplay with others either in my age range or even older. Under 18, I'm sorry but I can't accept. And of course this roleplay would have to be carried out in the PM's.

Also on that topic the pairings I am looking for are either MxF (me as the female) or MxM

I would also like to add that even though I want this rp to be "mature" that doesn't mean I want PWP. I want it to focus on the plot and the slow developing of a relationship between our characters. So no jumping right into bed with each other at first sight!

I think that might be just about it for now, anything I forgot to go over I can discuss with my partner.

So here is a sample of my writing and I hope people will be interested!

Hider

They came in the night during a nasty storm. Alex had slept through the rain and thunder, but it was the blood curdling screams that had awoken him. In a flash he had sprung from his bed and took up the hunting rifle next to it.

The scene outside of his window was one of horror. A horde of the undead filled the once peaceful streets, banging on doors and climbing through windows to get to the people inside.

Vomit rose up in his throat and Alex forced himself to look away. He headed to the door of his attic bedroom and threw it open. Muffled screams and gunshots sounded from behind the door at the foot of the stairs and he slammed the door shut.

He squeezed his eyes shut, breathing heavily through his nose as he tried to ignore the screams of his roommates. There was nothing he could do for them, if he went down there he would only be ripped to shreds himself.

Alex turned to his bed and pulled out a backpack from underneath it. He dressed himself in the warmest clothes he had, pulled on a pair of boots and put on a poncho after putting on his back pack. He broke his bedroom window with the butt of his rifle, clearing it away the best he could before slinging it over his shoulder.

Heart hammering in his chest he stuck his head out into the downpour. Lightning flashed, illuminating the horde of the undead. The decaying faces curled in snarls of hunger was burned into his retinas.

Alex turned his head away and squeezed his eyes shut. He took in deep, gulping breaths before leaning back out the window. He grabbed onto the slanted, rain slicked roof with leather work gloves.

He slowly pulled himself through the window until he could get his feet on the now wet window sill. He could feel his feet start to slide and he shut his eyes tight against the freezing rain pounding into it. His body was well over the horde below him and if he fell now...He hoped the fall would kill him instantly to escape the horror of being eaten alive.

A thumping sound reached his ears and he snapped his eyes open to look at his door. Fuck! Taking in a deep breath through his nose he started to straighten up his legs and moved his hands up to place them flat on the roof.

He got his elbows up on the roof when he pushed off the sill to try and give himself a little boost to pull up onto the roof. His foot slipped though and for one terrifying moment his heart stopped beating as he felt himself start to fall.

His reflexes kicked in and he grasped onto shingles of the roof tighter while stomping his feet down onto the windowsill. Hearing wood crack followed by groans and growls filling the air Alex kicked off the window sill again and used the momentum to pull himself up further on the roof. Once his chest was on it he was able to swing one of his legs up onto the roof. He inched his way onto it until he could roll onto his back and away from the edge.

As shivers from the cold and terror started to rack his body, Alex shut his eyes for the long night.

Thirty One, Has Not Had Sex

What...have I walked into? o-o Even his face looks like he's...

I'll just...back away slowly now

Hello again RPG!

It's good to be back! :)