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Okay, so there's probably no need to say I want adult people to play with, since E is the site FOR adults. I've finally managed to get my butt back here to add/adjust my requests and the things that I'd like to play as/with, so feel free to PM me!
I can play as either men or women, multiple characters(Up to three) or one, and I like pretty much anything partner-wise, so long as you can write coherently enough that I don't have to ask you what OIHNIUGBIMNIB means.....and that has noo meaning whatsoever, and if it somehow magically does then holy crap. Anywho, I don't care if you can write a single paragraph or more, just don't leave me hanging or carrying the whole thing by myself.....please. If you do, the darned thing will NOOOOTTTTT last!! I can guarantee that, pretty much....
So yes, I don't care if a biologically male person roleplays as a girl, or vice versa, I'm female and play both genders (being bi is a riot sometimes! ) and both preferences for D/S as well.
I DO hold a particular fondness for gorey scenes, non sexually so. If you have to have gore, then wash up before the sex scene, please. Just. Ew. I also adore zombie roleplays and survival type roleplays, modern or mythical, magical or not.
As for WHERE I roleplay, I prefer to roleplay via PM's or forums, feel free to PM me or post here if you have any suggestions or questions about the samples below or if you have another idea beyond what I've posted feel free to let me know!!Armageddon Is Here.
Gory(non sexually so), Adventure, survival, foul language, protection, murder, survivalism, use of weapons. Adult of course. [/colour]
Excerpt from a diary found in a pool of dried blood beside a corpse of a guy who'd shot his own brains out on his porch.
August 17th, 2012;
".....They're everywhere now, God I can't stand this anymore! I watched a little girl get torn to shreds this morning from my neighbours yard, she was the last one left on our street besides me and I just....I can't take it anymore. If anyone finds this, anyone who still lives, please God just don't go into the cities...."
It's been six years since the first outbreak. Six years that shouldn't have happened. It started as a simple outbreak of the flu, just a simple one that doctors treated, as always, with medications and shots that apparently did nothing. Everything went so fast though, once the person went into cardiac arrest for no reason. At first it was just a few people, maybe a dozen, who came into the emergency wards one day or afternoon. According to a television broadcast, the symptoms started as just flu-like symptoms; stuffed up nose, bloodshot eyes, headaches and nausea that lasted for days on end.
It quickly went downhill after the fourth day, when black fluid began to form within the lungs, making breathing difficult, and joints began to swell until mobitility was impossible for the victims and they became bedridden. 24 hours after the fluid began forming and fever reached it's peak the patient was effectively brain dead and all organs stopped. They never awakened again as humans.
It took less than four hours after all of the body's organs stopped, before the zombie rose. The swelling was horrendous by then, whatever virus or disease it was that caused this....Zombiefication, just kept on regenerating inside the corpses, causing tissue decay that was very much lessened than if it had been a regular corpse that didn't move...and didn't kill anything it could get it's cramped hands and gnawing mouths on.
It took less than six weeks before the cities were no longer safe.
And it was two months before those who survived figured out that the only way to survive was to lock themselves away, 'kill' the things that used to be friends and family members....and to find food and safe waters to drink in order to live.
It's been six years now since the cities and the surrounding lands became unsafe. The undead still walk, though many of THEM are little more than skin and bones, literally. People with RV's, with horses or motorcycles or trucks, those who have survived, have started to find each other. Have started to band together and protect each other. Each one has a story. Each one has a will to live that burns bright.....and each one, even the children who are able to, have taken down the things that hunt them whenever it was needed. There's one person who knows the cause of the disease. She worked for the plant that had created it, and had studied it for longer than her other, now dead coworkers, and had discovered what it was that had caused the pandemic worldwide. She's the only one that does know....and now she's looking for help. She needs people to help her get into one of the worst infested places in the world in order to get the equipment needed to create the vaccine that will effectively kill the flesh eating horrors that exist now when they shouldn't be any more than an imagination gone wild.
This can be with any gender of person, I could turn 'her' into a 'him' so M/M, F/M or F/F is fine and welcomed!
In a World that's Ended.
The Horror has Begun...
Adult, Eventua Sex, Survival, Fighting, Gore, Bloodshed, Zombies....and long term!
The world is fine and dandy up until that single, fateful day in 2012. You know the one. Where the Mayan Calendar ends and supposedly resets, becoming the 'end of the world' and all that crap? Yeah...well, it's true. The date is now technically 2013, January first, and it's been less than a month since the First Outbreak. Zombies. Heh, you'd think that with all the movies and everything humanity would be prepared right? Wow, we were wrong. These things started showing up out of nowhere one day, no one knows how or what caused it, but people started to get sick. Hospitals all over the globe were overrun with the sick and the dying....dying who were dead within twelve hours and who came back after fourteen and bit people, attacking them and...eating them. No one was prepared for it. Hell, this...disease of whatever, it doesn't have any real age range either, it goes after the young and old, the sickly and the healthy. It's been less than a month and already the cities are pretty much a ghost town, overrun with the dead, walking. People are gathering on the outskirts, syphoning gas from stations and vehicles, surviving and dealing with their own nightmares as best they can as the warmer season begins to arrive...summer is going to be murder.
This is basically something similar to the Walking Dead series, with our characters having to find places to hole up and survive, meeting other survivers and maybe finding a place to be able to live without so much danger. I was thinking of maybe having a scientist, you or I, who can find out the root cause of the disease and find a 'cure' or a vaccine of some kind, say one of us is immune to the effects of the disease, something to go on at least. Once again can be M/M, F/F or M/F!
Villain and Heroine....Not to be mistaken for the Drug.
Adult, Some nudity, partial nudity, fighting, blood, guts and gore, long term preferably and probably a sexual relationship eventually..long term hopefully.
Cities. Sucked. Big time. Those were pretty much the only things that Isanya MacAllistair was thinking as she pulled her open-backed forest green jeep into the driveway of her newest home. The building was tall, old and clearly rather rundown, but there was a beautiful ivy network that wove and wandered it's way up two of the four walls of the building, the yard wasn't mowed or pesticide-ridden to within an inch of it's life and there were three fruit trees in the seventy foot yard, which were in full fruit now that it was the middle of summer.
Turning off the engine of her vehicle, which she'd had expensively reconstructed to use canola oil instead of gasoline, Isanya leaned back in the chair to just look up at the slightly imposing structure. There were better buildings all over the neighbourhood, but the six foot tall redhead wouldn't have any of them. Skin paler than flour, eyes a vivid, nearly poisonous green and flaming hair down to her butt that was tied back into an efficient braid to keep the unruly curls tamed, the woman climbed out of the vehicle and stood up after a moment of inner contemplation.
Dressed in a pale blue-white sundress that set off her hair and fair skin, the garment ended just over her knees and the same coloured high heels that ticked against the broken concrete of the driveway were spotless. The dress was fluid around her body as she bent over, leaning into the jeep to pull out an old fashioned sunhat, white with a light blue ribbon around it which in turn held a beautiful deep blue rose. The plant was alive, and a faint sweet scent could be smelled if one leaned close enough.
It had been nearly six months since her 'accident', when her previous jeep had flown off of a cliff face, successfully killing her deep in the Amazon Jungle land where she'd been doing research on a newly discovered type of bird that had the oddest ability to mimic it's surroundings simply by fluttering it's feathers. The paramedics hadn't shown up at all, but a tribe of indigenous peoples had....and they'd saved her. In so many ways she was newly reborn, and she knew her goals in life had changed considerably when she'd awakened a month after the accident to discover she was no longer human. It was during her next five months that she learned her new purpose and for the first time since then she was back in human society. If one could call it that. She knew what real societies were supposed to be like, and they were NOTHING like this cesspool of humanity.
It had been a shock when she'd first arrived at the airport of San Anroen and seen the televisions where supernatural people had come out of the closet and were now celebrities, protectors and whatnot of human kind. She'd rather quickly gotten used to it though by killing one of the least known villians who'd tried holding up the damned airport just as her plane had arrived. He'd been a complete idiot, following her when she'd told him she'd give him something 'good' if she followed him with his explosives strapped to his chest and his nasty physical deformity that made him non-human.
Who cared if the man was part chimp? She was worse, and had much more cruel plans for the world of humans than the idiot had. Turning away from the jeep, her heels ticked against the uneven cement as the redhead struck out for her new front door, too deep in thought to notice any of her surroundings, or the way that the tallest plants in the lawn and in the pretty stone plant-containers that ran all the way up the walkway on both sides, leaned in towards her as she passed, several browning ones turning green if they touched her skin. Just because she had legs now, didn't mean that they were her real ones. In the accident she'd been cut literally in half from the hips down, her legs amputated messily and fast. It had taken quite a long time for the shamans of the tribe to give her back a new set of movement-oriented limbs, and to embed the magic within her that would allow her to have legs or a tail if she so desired. She'd been turned cold-blooded as well, which meant she'd have to figure out a way to be able to go outside when it was winter without falling into a deadly comatose sleep so well known to her kind.
The movers had already taken care of her things, including unpacking her dozens of exotic plants, and the renovators had worked double time to prepare her new home on the inside, she couldn't wait to finally get settled, to figure out her first plan of attack on one of the biggest cities in the world. And to finally exact the 'cleaning' that she knew Mother Earth so desperately needed.
This is a....well, an introduction for my villainous character. She used to be human, but had been turned into what is most commonly known as a Naga, a half snake and half human woman when her jeep is run off the road by another human, one much more cruel than she. He is now dead, but her purpose now is the erradication of the human race and returning the world to it's rightful green majesty. I was hoping for this to be an F/F roleplay, with a heroine or just a simple human with a big heart, they'd start out being neighbours and go from there....It can be F/M though, but not M/M....just for my choices at least. This is pretty much wiiiide open for changes and tricks to be played, hell, the other person could even be another villain, or even a hero maybe!!
Alien/Human, Neko/human, nudity, partial nudity, fighting, sex, adventure, long term...
Alright, so this idea I have is for a very rare sci fi-ish roleplay of mine that I got an idea from the BlueMoon website. It's about an accident that sends a teal blue furred neko anthropomorphic woman to earth, where she crash lands and ends up being saved by someone. This roleplay is WIIIDE open for plot, though I would LOVE it if we could have government agencies come looking for the escape pod, maybe find it, and somehow track down where she went, forcing her and her human partner to go on the run. Maybe the partner could be an ex-cop or something...? PM me and let's talk about it! She'd be able to change into a more humanoid form or course, though her ears and tail would remain teal, furry and feline. She'd have three forms: Her halfway human/cat form for her everyday 'wear', a full out teal cat, around the size of a panther, and her humanoid form. She would also have Pheromones that could send a male or a female of any species into sexual arousal, though that wouldn't be foundout until later on hopefully.
MORE TO COME!