[Plot titles accompanied by '*'s are particularly large cravings. More '*'s denotes a greater craving; simple, right?]
[The underlined characters are those he would play while those in italics are those the co-writer would play]Pursuit of Perfection
or the Modern Day Galatea
A lonely young man
, either a scientist or a sculptor or a doll maker, creates his ideal woman
through one of a variety of possible media. In doing this he either commits himself so greatly to this one act of love that he undergoes an artistic rhapsody – thus creatively disabling him but giving his creation an entire semblance of life – or commits an aberration against nature and a Frankenstein-esque victory for science and grants his creation life.
However, this creation, while beautiful, at least in his eyes, might see herself as nature herself might see her and possess a distinctly self-destructive attitude, viewing herself as an offense against the natural order of things; something out of sync with the rest of the world. She may hate her creator for giving her this unnatural semblance of life while he loves her obsessively as one can only love perfection. Alternatively, she may love him and treat him with the adoration of both a daughter, a lover and a woman saved from a terrible fate, while he is disgusted with his creation.
Either way, this roleplay would concern themes of dysfunctional love and a coming-to-terms with one’s own nature on both sides. It would, in essence, involve moving towards an odd vision of a happily ever after. Whether it is ever reached or not is distinctly negotiable.
(This RP could base itself off of ideas from the ‘Promethean: the Created’ game)Those that Know Best…
*A young doctor
, possibly of psychoanalysis, has loved a young woman of society
since before he could remember and yet they have always remained either simple friends and confidantes or unintroduced persons. In order to have her, this doctor commits a leap away from his own morality through a developing obsession and, taking advantage of society’s trust placed in those of the medical profession, diagnoses the young woman with a serious mental illness. Of course, all those concerned – her family and friends, and the lady herself – believe the doctor and credit his diagnosis unquestioningly.
In the meantime, the doctor begins treatment of the young woman, first in a suitable establishment such as a bedlam asylum or a mental hospital, then, possibly, privately. During the course of this ‘treatment’ the young woman would, psychosomatically develop the traits of the mental illness with which she was diagnosed and slowly grow mad…In the process, through isolation from any other human contact, she would fall heavily reliantly in love with the doctor. He would, most likely, have gone mad from his obsession meanwhile also, thus providing the basis for a truly dysfunctional relationship.
This RP would, most likely, work best in a Victorian or Regency or early 20th Century setting. It could, of course, be set in a slightly fantastical setting also. You have a theoretical Carte Blanche on such things as a potential co-writer.Things that Blossom on a Dead World
(A Warhammer 40K RP)
Two travellers are stranded upon a world devoured and made barren and lifeless by one of the long past Tyranid hive fleets. The why and wherefore as to their being stranded is up to you and they would, most likely, be for separate reasons that are specific to each character.
On this essentially dead world there would, still, be traces of life aside from the two protagonists. Unfortunately various strains of the Tyranid genus have been left behind in small numbers, detached from the Hive Mind and abandoned to roam the ghost-town streets of empty and ruined cities or to stalk barren wastelands that cover the rest of the world’s surface. Needless to say they would be absolutely starving.
The first of these characters would be a comparatively young and inexperienced Eldar Ranger
, the second would be a female of a race and general nature of your choosing
. Once again you, as a potential co-writer, would have a pure Carte Blanche here, and would be free to play anything from a Dark Eldar to an Adepta Sororitas sister of battle.
These two characters would have to work together in order to survive in an essentially post-apocalyptic world, rife with remaining strains of the Tyranid genus. Through the varying crises these two somewhat low-powered characters would have gone through together and through their isolation from any other intelligent company they would, after the initial distrust and begrudgingness has died down, develop a strong and almost primally psychological sexual tension between them. God knows where this could lead.
In short, this would be a Warhammer 40K survival horror meets odd, post-apocalyptic, possibly forbidden romance RP with all sorts of fun fighty bits, if you, as a potential co-writer, so choose.Tangled Ties of Blood
(A Warhammer Fantasy RP, although it could also work in various other realistic settings with a changing about of social mores and specific settings; for example, the trading of Naggaroth for the Roman Empire)
(WARNING: contains brother/sister incest)A young Dark Elven lordling
, having recently come home from long years spent in Naggaroth’s wildernesses undergoing various rites of passage common among the Druchii nobility, meets his sister
once more. As children, they had both been close, as is traditional amongst the upper echelons of Druchii society. The young lordling is eager to rekindle the close friendship they once shared and is overjoyed to see her once more. However, his younger sister gradually begins to display more unusual ideas as to the nature of their relationship.
Professing that he was the first and only man she had ever loved and forcing the message home through constantly rebuffed, subtly innocent sexual advances made toward her brother, she pushes her older brother into a painful dilemma. Through her temptingly latent, newly emerging sexuality and the platonic love they once shared, he has fallen into the trap of believing that he has loved her all along.
This RP would concern the survival of such a tender but forbidden love in such a cruel society and, also, the dysfunctional but nonetheless deep nature of their love, and its development. In short, it would involve overcoming of both morals and social conditioning for the sake of a burning passion.Alchemy: Lead to Gold and Hate to Love
(A Warhammer Fantasy RP, although it could also work in various other realistic settings with a changing about of social mores and specific settings; for example, the trading of Naggaroth for the Roman Empire)The same young Dark Elven lordling
from above, but in an alternative situation (in other words, one, most likely, devoid of an amorous sister) is awarded a highly valuable present upon his return from his rites of passage; a young, female High Elf
to be kept as a slave and as an ornamental possession. The tension and outright hatred between these two races provides for a relationship that is bound to be fraught with something far stronger than dislike and far more dangerous.
However, the young lordling, an aesthete at heart and an appreciator of beauty first and foremost is unusually reluctant to harm his new slave in any way, treating her as a hugely pampered pet. It is possible that, through this treatment, she may, gradually, begin to believe him to be different from the tales she had heard about the rest of his kind. It is equally possible that the young lordling’s appreciation of her beauty could evolve into something all the deeper and distinctly more forbidden.
In short, this would be a D/S RP to start off that would evolve into something far more romantically oriented, if you like.Riding on Starlight
(A Star Wars RP for any era)
Two smugglers, a Miraluka male
and a female of as of yet undecided race and nature
, have been working together for the majority of their eventful and misadventure filled careers. Traversing the trade routes of the known galaxy carrying all manner of things from Spice to illegal weaponry, the two form a mutually beneficial duo. The Miraluka being possessed of the natural Force-sensitivity of the majority of his race fulfills the role of a navigator and a healer, acting as a shaman of sorts. Cursed, also, with the blindness of his race, he uses the Force to see through the eyes of his traveling companion when necessary.
In short, this RP would involve a developing romantic attachment between the two characters - the second of which, you would play and would have creative freedom with regards to her conception - and a good deal of general Space Fantasy-based hijinks that come as default in the inter-system smuggling business.
An Education in Darkness
(A Star Wars RP for any era, although some may fit better than others)
There has been, for longer than recorded history tells, a labyrinthine structure both on and beneath the surface of Korriban, cleft and carved into the surface of the planet's dusty, once volcanic rock. The stories of those who have explored it and lived tell of tunnels that go on for miles and rooms with no doors to be seen. They tell of great subterranean chambers and shafts of twisting sunlight and great braziers running on tallow of questionable origin. They tell of both high technology and primal primitivism. The most informed of these stories claim that this maze of rough hewn and majestic rock either is or was an academy of sorts. Given that it is located on Korriban, tales spoken in shivering, shuddering voices attest that it was an academy that trained the young in arts that welled up from the darkness of the planet itself. It was once an academy for the Sith.
Now, this RP would probably be a BIG twist on your average high school-based game. Not only would each of the characters be Sith, whether teachers or students, they would each gradually descend into their own private darkness, their bodies deteriorating into morbidity while their minds sharpen and open their doors to horrifying powers or their forms twisting into ones of terrifying beauty while their minds spiral into insanity. Of course, classes in this academy would be different from those in an ordinary high school or university. However, the nature of this aspect of the academy can be altered to suit the needs of the game. The conception of such things would probably be very much a joint effort.
I had the idea of simply taking two Sith, either two students or a student and a teacher, and exploring a hedonistic and darkly romantic relationship between the two. While this may be a vague idea, its vagueness allows room for all manner of variation on the theme. Once again, creativity is paramount. This idea would constitute the framework for a One-on-One RP.A Reinvention
Something of a vague idea, but I've always loved reconceptions of classical tales, (Shakespearean plays or seminal novels, for example) either bringing them up to date in terms of modernity, re-setting them or generally reinventing them and yet keeping what made the particular tale itself. In short, I'd very much like to reinvent a Shakespeare play, such as the 'Taming of the Shrew', 'Twelfth Night', 'Romeo and Juliet', 'A Midsummer Night's Dream', 'The Tempest', 'Much Ado about Nothing', 'Hamlet'...The list goes on. This would function very much like doing a roleplay as canon characters from a book or film that already exists. The difference is, we'd be changing the setting, whether it be to a different historical era from that in which the book or film was set, or even in a subtly different world.Love; from one Prison to Another
or My Body is a Birdcage
The gates of the abyss have weakened over time and the host of fallen angels, forsaken and condemned to a punishment worse than destruction by the Creator for disobeying his will, who play prisoners to this infinite cell have come to know it. Whether this weakening has occurred as a result of the Creator's own destruction or simply a lack of belief in Him by humanity - that which the Fallen swore to protect and love above all things and that which provides the Faith both the Creator and his angels, fallen and faithful, rely upon for their power - is not obvious. However, what has been made clear is that the edges of the abyss have begun to fray, small cracks appearing within. The less significant Fallen are metaphorically small enough to fit through these gaps in the abyss's skin and brave the storm outside, in order to return to a world they left long ago, only to find it changed beyond belief. In order to survive in the jagged toothed storm that is reality to beings composed only of the soul, the Fallen and all other spirits must anchor themselves either in flesh or in earth - creatures or objects.
After an eternity of imprisonment by one's own creator, one is likely to be angered somewhat. As this is the case, the Fallen that have recently escaped would have been ready, upon escaping into reality, to tear down heaven's gates, if it has not already been done, and destroy all that is possible to destroy as a result of their infinite torment. However, many of the Fallen, upon anchoring themselves in human flesh to save themselves from being swept back into the abyss or destroyed, found themselves becoming far more human
. While the minds of the humans they have possessed have been forced from their bodies, their personalities and their memories; their feelings and their attachments have meshed irreversibly with those of the Fallen, converting them from Demons to something close to human in mindset. Now they must exist in a strange new world with little to none of the sustenance - the faith from humanity - that once supported them and allowed them to move mountains with a thought to live upon, and they must continue to act as their hosts once did, learning to put up with these terrifying new desires.
My idea for a plot in this setting involved one of the Fallen
who, having just escaped from the abyss, is having to come to terms with the desires of his host body - most likely an artist of some kind - while existing in a world that confuses him and seems to hold very little food for his angelic soul. What will he do when forced to scrounge for faith to sustain him and compelled to pursue his host's own desires, especially when those desires include the returned affection of a girl he has loved to the exclusion of all else for years. In the meantime, this fallen angel has his own plans - he, himself, has a Fallen lover trapped within the abyss who he wishes to return to this infinitely preferable world of reality. Realising that his host's goals and his own can intercede, he moves to seduce the host's object affection and, in the process, prepare her for possession by his celestial lover so that they can, finally, be together. This preparation, would, no doubt, involve all sorts of things, most of which could be unpleasant and identity draining. Only one who no longer cares about their own body can be pushed from it and have their mind and soul replaced by that of another.
I would play the first Fallen and you would play his host's love interest and, eventually, the male Fallen's lover, upon her being summoned into reality in a new body.The Stars as our Witness
Inside every cat, there is the concept of a cat and it is these concepts; these deeper selves, that show more about a cat than any other facet of its behaviour possibly can. TS Eliot seemed to know far more about the antics of cats than any other human can claim to know, after all. In the streets and on the rooftops of Victorian London, cats will play.
In short, this roleplay would be a slightly strange one. It's an idea I've had knocking around my head for a little while now and, effectively, it's the first 'conceptual' roleplay I've ever seen played out. It works around a conditional premise in that it centers about a 'what if...'. What if the personalities of cats - the personalities that all who have owned or interacted with a cat over a prolonged course of time will have noticed - were truly stronger than we thought. What if cats did everything that humans did and more, in the process, putting their own unique spin on each act. Cats have their own dances, their own balls, their own songs and their own tales to tell - their own society; their own gentry and their own plebs.
EXPLANATION: Allow me to actually attempt to make some sense of my babble. Within this particular roleplay, the characters would be the 'concepts' of particular cats. Just picture a world in which, instead of cats, there are sleek bodied humanoid forms with particularly strong body language, wearing nothing but elaborate, theatrical, cat-like masks that correlate to the markings and appearance of the particular cat they represent. They show no regard for the cold of London's rooftops, despite their bare, slender forms and they show no regard for their own nakedness, save for the masks that they never remove. This is how cats really are, in this conceptual world, and yet humans have not the eyes to see it; they see only a cat - four legged and point eared - walking past them in the streets or mrowling upon a chimney stack, rather than the majestic and beautiful creature that this cat truly is.
In short, this roleplay would be a traditional love story between two of these conceptual cats. While most cats are promiscuous creatures and life for pleasure and fleeting passion alone, the two cats featured as Player Characters in this story would be two who fall in love. It would be a reverse relationship, probably starting with the sex and ending with the relationship and it would be one that flaunts the rules of the society to which they belong.
NOTE: the characters in this RP are -not- 'neko's, unless you'd really, really like them to be; they are people that appear to be simply cats to humans and display many of the antics of cats and the abilities of cats. They communicate through strong body language, as well as more verbal methods; they can scale fairly sheer surfaces; they can jump several times their height; and each of them has the grace and athletic ability of a ballerina. This is -not- bestiality or furry play, it is, instead simply an odd idea concerning humans...:S
I just hope someone takes me up on this idea and -doesn't- think I'm completely mad!The Sky's the Limit
(IT HAS SKY-PIRATES!) ****
[WARNING: contains anthro play and a request for the player to take the role of a 'futanari' or whatever you wanna call it...However, read the plot and if you object to both these requests then I'll be willing to do it as a human, heterosexual game in a similar context...The only bit of this you can't avoid is the Steampunk element.]Setting fluff
Several hundred years from the present, humanity grew too cocky and too unfriendly with regards to its neighbours. The Cold War paled in comparison with this nuclear stalemate. North America hated its southern relations, the United Kingdom found itself caught in the middle of this subtle conflict, the East hated the West and Russia hated everyone else. Over a comparatively short period of time, almost all international peace organisations broke apart and fearful panic alliances from smaller countries to their larger 'friends'. In the end, all was in vain as, within a period of time now known as the Sixty Minute War, nuclear deterrence fell to pieces and a holocaust of retaliation and return fire enveloped the globe.
In the aftermath, the earth's surface was ripped to shreds. It was irradiated, dangerous to so much as have contact with, let alone live upon. From the ashes of the Sixty Minute War rose the practice of Municipal Darwinism and Urban Tractionism. No-one know how long it took or which city was first - it was all so long ago - but its effects can now be seen everywhere.
Cities took up motion as their basic state of being, their populations riding along with them as they roll across the muddy, rutted plains that have become Europe and Northern Africa on impossibly gargantuan wheels. Many cities float as aquatic giants; often these are towns that were once ports or seaside resorts. Airships now rule the skies and have become the normal method of movement from town to town. To suit this particular development, there is even one city, the appropriately named Airhaven, that flies under the power of heated buoyancy gas. Lately, there have even been rumours of a city that crawls along the bottom of the ocean...However, none of these reports have been verified. This is Tractionism and hand in hand with it goes the practice of Municipal Darwinism.
Darwin stated that the strongest survive and, now that, cities have become organisms too - moving and living - they have adopted the law of the jungle as their default state of operations. Affixed to the front of most cities there are a pair of gargantuan metal jaws, connected directly to the engine rooms; the appropriately named Gut of each of the cities. The cities continue to move under the power of their colossal engines and these engines are powered by the fuel that can be made from other cities. In short, cities eat one another - bolstering their fuel supplies and their populations through such acquisitions - and the bigger cities almost always win, unless the smaller town is faster, which they must all be. Small, slow towns were all eaten long ago. This is Natural Selection on a grand scale. Only Airhaven and a few trading settlements escape the jaws of the great predators by default. The others must learn to run and hide.
Only the Anti-Traction League, located in the East, South America and South Africa, go against the seemingly natural practices of Municipal Darwinism and Urban Tractionism. The Anti-Traction League, disdainfully known as 'Mossies' by Tractionists everywhere, keep what they see as the old ways and what others see as dangerous barbarism alive - they still live off the earth, building their settlements with foundations and fortifications...and they always stay in one place. Tension has, once again, arisen between these two factions, as it always must somewhere...Actual Roleplay Idea commences here
In short, allow me to explain a little. That's the setting that we'll be using in this roleplay. The only thing is that, for some reason, I've always equated this particular setting with being populated by various species of anthropomorphisized animals, rather than people. I don't know why. I can go against this idea if you so choose, however, I'd love if you were able to support it and play with it. There's no scientific idea, no genetic mutation, behind this particular state of affairs - it just is. I always prefer that in anthro-based settings.
Anyway, down to the plot I had in mind; I'd play a russet furred wolfen/vulpine sky-privateer with delusions of his own gentlemanliness. He's pretty much a sophisticated, glorified pirate; an even more effeminate and ineffectual Jack Sparrow of the skies...with a bushy tail. He'd be looking for a navigator (or an engineer if that suits your taste in characters more) for his airship, the Virtue of the East
. He'd put up advertisements while in port in Airhaven. In short, your character would be this extra crew member on his ship. As she'd be the only candidate, he'd have to take her, regardless of her experience or lack thereof aboard an airship...The plot would revolve around a relationship that develops after your character goes into heat aboard this airship, with naught to satisfy her but her captain...It would be something of an awkward, reverse relationship; starting with the sex and finishing with the romance.
I have but one request to make with regards to this character. While it's not essential that you do so, I would love if she could be a hermaphrodite/futanari/shemale or whatever you wanna call it. She'd be naturally born as such and she'd see herself as female in every aspect and would desperately want to be treated as such. It's just that she'd have a particular secret in the way of this. As a result, she'd be hugely sexually inexperienced. I'll explain my reasoning behind my wanting to have her as such if you ask...But to be brief, I just think that it's romantic as an idea - the love that would slowly and awkwardly bud between the two of them would have this one obstruction to get past. I think that
is cute. It's an interesting state of mind - she'd just want to be treated like a female and, well, the captain might just be unusual enough to treat her as such.
Apart from that, you'd have total creative freedom with regards to the character...Although, if you're stuck for choice, I'd love
it if she were a bunny anthro! Failing that though, I'd prefer her, at least, to be a mammal.
Now, I hope this idea (a call for tasteful anthro play!? what!?
) didn't revolt too many people. I hope someone might take me up on it.Damnation Becomes Her
(IT HAS VAMPIRES)*******This idea was long enough to warrant its own threadThe Modern Day Prometheus
(Based on White Wolf's Promethean: the Created) *******This idea was long enough to warrant its own thread More just keep on coming...In the meantime, I'd love to hear your ideas too! If you think I'd be interested in any of them, or even conceive any ideas while reading this thread, do tell!
[Bare in mind that each of the females in these plots could, also, if you so desire, be interchanged for transgendered characters, as long as they remain distinctly female in terms of mindset. I’ll explain my outlook on that kind of thing if you enquire.]
I suppose the only thing that remains to be done now is to wait…Please, contact me either by PM or a reply here. A PM may be more welcome as it would probably allow you to explain yourself better. I’m also open to hearing your ideas, so do ask me if you think I’d be interested in anything that you haven’t seen here.
Thank you for your time.