Pick Up And Go! [F/F, M/M, M/F~]

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It Dreams

Alright, I'll keep this simple.

Here, I will post the 'introduction' post to roleplays here; roleplays that don't exist.

If you see something you like, pick it up and go; run with it. Respond to it however you wish. You can skip ahead, rewind, shift focus, assign genre, reassign the gender of my character, play the character in the prompt instead of the viewer, ANYTHING. Throw me curve balls! Make me write my way out!

Send me a PM with a link to your reply, or send me the reply in PM; I will either respond or not. And then we can talk! About where we want the roleplay to go, about socializing, etc.~ (Note: If I don't respond to the roleplay, and even if I do, you are free to use my prompt and your reply to roleplay with someone else) (Second Note: The length of my prompts does not reflect my normal length of response. I keep them brief to allow room for the imagination to fill.)

The strength of focus on sex is entirely up to you. You can jump into a porno into the first post, or you can write a meaningful story with me first, have it only implied, or not have it involved at all. I don't care regardless~!

Here's the copypasta from my other request thread:



  • I like and love playing all sexualities and genders. Power roles, too. Special place in my heart for lesbian relations, though~ And sometimes straight relationships with me being the girl all the time gets tiresome. (polyamory can fix that)

  • I don't like being expected to respond every day. I have many things always on the go with my life. If I reply every day, I reply every day. If not, then I don't. Roleplaying is something for spare time, not something to create spare time for. In my case, at least. I don't need another commitment to constantly worry about. I have a very busy life already.

  • I can play out sex scenes in various styles, so let me know if your tastes are more on the erotica side or pornographic side~

  • Multiple characters are much loved, even if it's a onetime appearance.

  • I will forever be on a Homestuck, Dangan Ronpa, and Attack On Titan kick. Feel free to apply characters (canon or OC) from these to any of the unnamed roles in the posts below as they seem appropriate! Or just send me any Homestuck/Dangan Ronpa/Attack On Titan-themed introduction. AU or not. Please.





If you want to know more on me, just take a look at my Ons & Offs and all that jazz~ In fact, I highly recommend you go and read everything I have there, since that'll probably tell you more than I'll be detailing here.

NOW ONTO THE POSTS.



Quote01. Rapunzel

The figure sat away from their viewer, paying no mind to them. The length of her hair was surreal and concealed her entire body from view.  Two hands reached behind her head, pulling her hair together in a tail. Then four hands. Then six.

Three pairs of hand pulled her hair in front of her shoulder, revealing the full six arms they belonged to. Black, gold, and red inky patterns adorned her back like tattoos.

Her head turned to face her audience only half way, looking at them through the corner of her black eyes. "I am not the Rapunzel you were hoping for." She stated, in a matter-of-fact manner.


Quote02. Desire

The water was chilled, sucking the heat gently from her blood. When it was just her hand it was refreshing, but her entire body proved to be a more shocking experience. Her primal self panicked, ("You're losing energy. You're dying.")but she brushed the whine aside with practiced ease.

The rocks in the depression were worn smooth from years of water passing through them and into the ever-thirsty ground. Her toes brushed over the stone, even at the deepest point.

The numbing cold let her forget the keloid scars patterning her back and stomach, if only for a little while. But she could not forget the ones on her eyes.

A stern look passed over her face as she registered a sound off to her side. "Danger. Run." But she did not run. Instead she used cupped hands to bring water over her shoulders, keeping a calm exterior. "What do you desire?" she called out clearly, turning her head to one side.




Quote03. Wake

Light filtered through the rotting beams, illuminating particles of dust in the air. As would be the norm for a dirt-floor shack. Two figures were within, one manipulating a stew, the other seemingly unconscious on a straw mat, which was the only means of comfort within. Bones and strange talismans hung from the walls.

The mysterious figure tested the brew, giving it an approving nod. Without turning their head, they reached over, using a firm, but gentle grasp to shake the arm of the sleeping form. With the other hand they preemptively held out the brew."It's time to wake up."





Quote04. Arms


"Defeating you will not be a challenge, you swollen stubborn swine," she shot coldly, digging her metal foot-coverings into the soil as she took up a strange fighting stance.

Her grieves appeared to be meant for offensive purposes, with sharp protruding edges at the knee and toe. It seemed a bit of a peculiar thing, until he noticed the way her light sleeves moved in the wind.

She had no arms.



Quote05. Subject

She had seen many reactions from test subjects. Patients. Lab rats. Whatever she felt like calling them that day. It was difficult for her to sympathize with them. They had excitement in their lives, they had the unknown and danger. She had her dark room of glowing screens and the red blinking light of her microphone. Boredly she tapped on the surface the microphone sat on, watching the screen directly in front of her, that gave her the best view of the test subject. With painful routine she held her finger on the transmission button. "Use the given tools break the lock on the chest."

Really the instructions were a sham; none of the tools could open the chest. But upon being told to use them, the subjects tended to disregard all surroundings and focus solely on working with the tools. They would waste away hours, yelling, cursing the tools, cursing her. When they broke down crying she had them removed. It was all so mundane, a repeating failure.

Yet this time was different. The subject cooly disregarded the tools. They examined the lock, turning it over in their hands. They then tried to lift the chest, only to find it bolted to the ground. They then looked at the tools, picking one up carefully, then applying it to the bolts. They carefully removed them all, then propped the chest on its side, feeling the bottom.

Eventually they discovered how to pry the bottom off, getting inside and pulling out the coin inside. The subject held their prize up to show the camera.

They were not the first to complete the test, though the number that completed it were a low percentage. She pressed her finger to the button once more, her voice still bored and electronic through the speakers. "Congratulations on completing the puzzle. Move on to the decontamination chamber."

Then the subject did something she had never seen a subject do. The subject walked towards the camera, looked up at it inquisitively, and said, "Are you okay? It sounds like you've had a rough day."

Quote06. Panic


A figure in a lab-coat desperately manipulated keys, levers, and screens as sirens blared against their efforts. Adrenaline was like fire through their veins, fueling their resolve. The lab was in complete disarray, not that there was much room to notice in such chaos. Sweat poured down their face, smearing across spectacles that flashed red and white with the alarms.

Panic struck their face as they looked over the readout below a cylindrical chamber, the green liquid bubbling within.

It took a half hour of firm dedication before there was a change. The water boiled more fiercely, and the cylinder, made of bulletproof glass, cracked vertically. Then all quieted; the water lay placid, the alarm silenced. The scientist tensed, then breathed a sigh of relief. With a swift wave of their hand over a console, the glass lowered, the liquid flowing from the capsule. With a relaxed smile, the scientist extended a hand to the subject atop the capsule's vacant platform.

"It's time to wake up."

Quote07. Hero

The hero, as he fancied himself to be, broke the lock on the enormous bird cage. He stepped inside, holding his hand out to the feathery damsel inside. She stared at his hand, seated calmly on the swing. He waited, grew impatient, then spoke will all the charm he could muster. "Come! We must act swiftly, my love, if we are to escape!"

The fem merely cocked her head to one side, her staring ceaseless. "Why would I want to leave?"

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Just bumping myself back up. Nothing to see here.
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VioletPanda

     I like number three. What did you have in mind for a continuation? ^^
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Quote from: LukaWolf on December 25, 2012, 09:57:10 PM
     I like number three. What did you have in mind for a continuation? ^^
What I have in mind doesn't matter. The point is not to send a story off on a route I've predestined, but to start something new, which is best accomplished with an unadulterated outsider's view~

In other words, I can never tell you if I want this thing to even work!
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  Ha ha, fair enough, my friend.  We can go multiple routes with this. One that intrigues me is this:

   The one laying on the mat was raised with the one giving them the potion, or they are at least very close. They are poor, and the nobility have been taking everything they can from them. In order to bring about their downfall from the inside without arousing suspicion, he was given a potion to make him forget the reason why he went to the capital city in the first place. Now he his back with the one who raised him, and the part of him that held the motive is going to wake up when he drinks the potion now. What the other man does not know, is that the one who went to the castle made friends and lived a happy life (all things considered) and may not want to destroy the nobility now.
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It sounds like a lot of fantasy books I've seen that I could never get into. In fact, I was reminded of A Wizard's First Rule, and I can see by snooping in your posts that the series is of interest to you.

That and many other things tell me we wouldn't be a good match. I wouldn't be able to get excited about it long enough to go past the first couple posts, so I spare you that inconvience.

Happy trails, and good luck elsewhere!
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