Epic GrimDark Fantasy and 40K Freeform RP (LF F/M Writers)

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Solistair


Hi! I'm a RP lover recently returned from a hiatus. I am seeking a long-term fantasy roleplay game that would be rich with creative worldbuilding and narrative ideas. I love character development in a vibrant, changing setting. Below are premises and settings I would be interested in fleshing out and worldbuilding. Feel free to PM me. For the use visual images, I prefer art and hentai. Any form of art or 3D models are preferred for concepts instead of using real life photos of person/s or locations.

I would be interested in non-smut 40k rp with other M writers.


Current Roleplays


(with xSanguine) (Discord RP, to be posted to Elliquiy soon)


Ons:

  • Dom/Sub
  • Dubcon/Noncon
  • Rough and/or Passionate
  • Neotare
  • Can play NonHumans, Monsters, Beasts
  • Can play Futa x Female

Offs: Anything extreme

Feel free to exchange ideas in messages or I can do dms in discord. Any potential 40k or fantasy premises I would be interested in. I will add more premises to this thread when inspired in the future. All premises are simply malleable inspirations for narratives. Premises are not limited to a definite number of characters nor protagonists or antagonists. My main characters for premises may perish to further the YC's character development. For example, MC may be an antagonist slave master to your YC that soon dies only to be replaced by another crueler being all the while other lesser antagonists seek to have their way with a vulnerable master-less slave.




Realm of Aeia

Aeia is a vast fantastical world spanning many continents and seas. It is a realm rife with natural wonders from the majestic frostfalls of the floating islands to the thousand island archipelago in the far east. A man can spend his life wandering Aeia yet die having seen naught but pieces of a greater landscape spanning beyond imagination. Numerous species dwell within Aeia. Humans, Elves, Dwarves, Demihumans make up some of the distinct and dominant intelligent races. Magic courses through the fabric of Aeia though certain beings are more attune to its touch than others.

Despite its beauty, the realm has been clouded in strife for aeons. It can be a cruel and harsh world where malicious monsters lurk behind the veil of darkness and vast armies make war in the name of mighty warlords. Chaos and order are embroiled in eternal conflict amongst civilizations that rise and fall as routinely as the waves on a shoreline.



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Premises

A Second Life

YC (Your Character) had always dreamed about a world of fairies and dragons. Books, games and dreams were an escape from a dreary reality under polluted skies long devoid of stars. Imagination is bound only by one's creativity. Through rainy nights and amid the raucous storm of sirens and horns, YC could lose herself in a good book or perhaps the raw vividness of a day-dream.

Her time in her past life concluded abruptly. A sleep she never woke from. A sudden blinding flash of twin globes attached to a hunk of moving metal. Whatever it was, it ended within the span of a blink. The time between that blink and the next is up to YC. She may have found herself in a void filled with innumerable galaxies and all the stars she could ever wish to admire. Or maybe there wasn't a pause at all. A timeless transition from the last thing she felt to the next.

YC arrived in Aeia in some shape or form, perhaps not as a human even. Someone or something had intervened. Accident or purposeful, does it matter? YC need not dream her dreams of forests filled with giggling fairies or mighty drakes dominating the skies no more. For she is living the dream now. Her Second Life has begun. And her dream will make itself known as more reality than dream.


World's Ending

The continents of Aeia are embroiled in chaos. Eldritch beings emerge from millennia long slumbers, roused by the tumultuous state of the mortal realm, and their very presence threatens an upheaval of entire civilizations. Gods and devils intervene in mortal affairs, champions rise and fall in the ensuing titanic struggles of the divine.

In the aftermath of a great battle, amidst the pervasive stench of death oozing off a battlefield where thousands upon thousands of men and women lay cold, MC wanders off into the horizon. One of the few survivors, his body wracked by pain and his mind fractured by the horrors of what he'd witnessed, he ventures away into the unknown wilderness.

It is on the path to nowhere that MC comes across YC. She may be a fellow survivor, a traveler on the road or a villager not far from home. Whether they aid each other or not, circumstances will intervene. Perhaps bandits or beastspawn seeking vulnerable prey attack our chars. Regardless, fate will have it so both are forced to seek shelter and aid for the night.

Consequences of this fateful meeting will emerge the following dawn. YC will not be able to return to her former life for the enemies of MC, both obvious and unseen, seek him out. YC may consider giving up MC though his enemies will make their brutal methods known. Innocents viewed as associates or accomplices will be interrogated then murdered. If they happen to be a female, these hunters will take their time with her. Such is the reality of life in a world dominated by murderers.

Our pair of chars will embark on a journey to lose the death marks on their heads, discover each other's potential and realize their place as mere pawns in a  dangerous game played by the divine. Whether they remain so or escape this game, the world they once knew is crumbling around them. 


The Damsel and the Dark Knight

It's the atypical, perhaps cliché bedtime tale that every puppy-eyed, little person has heard as they lay snug beneath the blanket. The Princess and her Knight. The damsel in distress trope that makes young girls flush and boys ask for wooden swords next birthday. Most of them wake up from such fairytales as they grow up. A particular few however, heed the lessons it teaches.

Princesses, duchesses, noble ladies and the like possess intrinsic value by virtue of their birthright. And being females, they are unfortunately seen as easier prey by those who lurk in the shadows.

YC has been kidnapped by an evil entity and whisked away far from home to her captor's stronghold. Does her captor demand simple ransom for her return? Or are there more sinister reasons for her capture? YC is in the dark for her captor is not a foolish captor enamored easily by a young lady's beauty. Yet, as the days pass locked within a room with spartan accommodations, even she is privy to the fact that her fate will not be so easily traded.

YC hails from a powerful, wealthy bloodline that much is true though she is not the first-born nor heiress to much of value. Perhaps she has brothers who take priority purely because of their gender or she has incurred the dislike of the patriarch. Regardless, there will be no army coming for her. When her captor realizes that his captive's value is much less than they had estimated it to be, their leverage has become a burden.

Whether she is mistreated or worse, rescue does arrive. MC is a lone champion and alone does he slay YC's captor. But he is no knight in shining armor. A pervasive stench emanates from him. He takes YC as a common after-battle prize. Like her slain captor, MC seeks to exploit YC's value.

MC will want to traverse the realm in a perilous journey to return YC for either material wealth and repute or perhaps something worth far more than a bag of coins. But when things do not go his way, he will find himself burdened by a companion who may willingly or not, find herself beset by the enemies of her own and the enemies of MC.


Fall of an Empire, Rise of an Empress

The Elvish race is an ancient race in Aeia, the Elves a proud peoples that once dominated most continents of the realm. There are a variety of Elvish subraces from the Wyrd Elves dwelling within the cloud blossom forests to the exotic light-brown Sand Elves overlooking the eastern deserts from high atop their magnificent sandstone fortresses. Elves tend to be an attractive species, both genders leaning toward the feminine in beauty and grace. All Elves were gifted in some way by mystical aether of Aeia, the so-called fabric of natural magic. They were attuned to nature and even their weakest in magical ability could sense the minute changes in the sway of the trees or the shifting of the sands better than most human hunters.

Their dynasties were once believed, vainly, to be eternal eras of unmatched prosperity. But despite their supreme overconfidence in their race's inherent wisdom and intellect, it was the Elves themselves who ushered in an age of occult darkness upon the globe.

From their gateway portals, created by their grand order of mystics and magi, came the first demonic incursions. Hailing from an infernal dimension and led by malevolent entities of herculean might, the armies of the Elves fell on all fronts before the gods themselves intervened to rally mortal champions against the hordes of hell.

Elvish arrogance proved to be the fall of their golden age and thus, the inevitable dark age of the species has draped itself over all the Elvish subraces. Their fortresses assailed by the other races, races they had once mocked as lesser inferior creatures that had merely chanced upon the gift of sentience, Elves by the millions were slaughtered, their women taken as living property.

YC is an Elf. Everything she had grew up knowing has been shattered by the bloody blade of war. She will be taken from a peaceful life of rich with potential into a life of sexual servitude in a world embroiled in a state of brutal, constant struggle. But hope never dies easy. She must adapt to survive. And to thrive, she must overcome the cruelties of reality. Her masters may come and go, she may walk from ever-changing scenes such as the muddy pits of a warcamp to the embroidered carpets of a manse. The warlords of this harsh world need companions by their side and by their bed. And the more powerful the man, the stronger she must become. The only constant is the journey to wherever fate destines for her to be. Or may fate be damned if it stands in her path.


Champions Ascending

The End Times are nigh. The Divine of Aeia raise mighty champions that do battle on the mortal plane. Champions of the holy and the unholy are imbued with great strength and supernatural power that rivals angels and demons.

Gods and devils can be as fickle and petty as mortals. They can assume flesh and partake in mortal pleasures, their demigod offspring either becoming heroes or plights upon the world. But the extraterrestrial entities from the infernal plane, summoned by prideful Elvish magi, have destabilized the order and balance of power.

MC was once a divine champion eons ago. Tales of his heroism are immortalized in ancient tablets. Alas he fell, not to an enemy's blade but to his own pride and ambition. He was commanded by the gods to battle and defeat the demonic incursion alongside other champions. But the promise of even greater power corrupted him. He rose from the ashes of those he betrayed to become an infernal god.

YC is a mortal whose entire life and everything she has ever known is threatened by the war of the gods and devils. She desires for the power to protect the people and things she loves. Her prayers are answered one night but not by any god she knows. MC offers her incredible gifts in exchange for her becoming his champion. A lustful god, MC desires use YC for his own ends.

As a champion of MC, YC will embark on an adventure fulfilling the will of her god all the while struggling even with her newfound powers to protect those she holds dearest. Perhaps MC will remember what being a mortal is like and see YC as more than a weapon. Will the traitor god and his champion prevail against both the holy and the demonic in the apocalyptic war of Aeia? 





Warhammer 40K

Can be any time period within the 40K universe up to the most canonically recent involving the formation of the Great Rift and the Indomitus Crusade. Certain premises involving Astartes or Custodes as protagonists will be non-smut.


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Premises

Siege of Terra

The Siege of Mankind's birth cradle has begun in a shocking storm of horror and brutality that will leave an ever-lasting scar upon the face of the world. Our chars will be one of the innumerable mortals within the limited sanctuary of the continent-sized Palace. Beyond the walls a vast host of nightmares encroaches closer and closer. Demigods once immortalized as the defenders of humanity now seek to plunge those they protected into a hellish reality.

MC is a member of the elite Lucifer Blacks regiment of the Imperial Army. Trained and conditioned to be a living weapon, he is nonetheless still a human and as the siege progresses, he finds himself amongst millions enduring cold sweats at night, waking up from terrifyingly vivid nightmares. For the war is not only being waged on a material scale but also in a immaterial sense. In the 30th millennium, daemons are no longer the stuff of children's tales. They are very, very real.

YC will be a mortal sheltering behind the walls of the Palace, within the great cityscapes or perhaps underhive cities. Her background can be anything. Could she be a Imperial Army deserter, a coward who escape the frontlines but is unable to escape the scenes that play out in her head over and over again? Could she be a noble scion, a princess in the far future who finds herself no different than the lowliest underhive scumbag seeking sanctuary from the nightmares beyond the walls?

The forces of the Emperor struggle to maintain order as chaos erupts amongst the refugees. Insurgents, agents of the enemy, may be embedded within the population and are sowing the seeds of destruction behind the frontlines. Dark supernatural entities taste the raw and primitive emotions of the humans and they hunger for a feast of the vulnerable.

Our chars find themselves embroiled in a dark scheme to unleash daemons from within the walls by Chaos cultists and enemy insurgents. Facing dwindling rations and surrounded by uncertainty and fear, will they find the strength to prevail against the enemy or will they become another statistic in a intergalactic war of demigods and daemons that is now nearing its climax.


Corruption of a Sister

YC is one of the famed Daughters of the Emperor, a Sister of Battle in the Adepta Sororitas. Her order is a militant order with an earned reputation for ferocity in the furnace of battle and steadfast devoutness that would shame a lowly Ecclesiarch.

Caught in the intergalactic turmoil that is the 13th Black Crusade sweeping the Segmentum Obscurus, YC and her comrades will partake in the fateful Battle of Cadia. The fighting is brutal, the gates of hell that is the Eye of Terror glaring down upon the loyal yet beleaguered servants of the Emperor as the forces of the Ruinous Powers assail one of Mankind's greatest strongholds in the galaxy.

The tide turning ever in the favor of the Arch-Enemy, YC will eventually be captured amongst hundreds of thousands of Imperial captives. A Sister of Battle is a rare treasure indeed amongst the devil's hordes and it will be in the bowels of an enemy warship that YC will be swept away into the Eye of Terror.

MC is a mortal champion of Chaos. From pathetic beginnings as a underhive scumbag elevated to a position of dark power, it was his regiment that overwhelmed and killed YC's battle sisters. Laying claim to a newly enslaved Sororitas, he intends to corrupt YC and show her the freedom and power a life serving the Dark Gods grants a follower.

But life as a heretic is one of paranoia even amongst your own kind. And in the darkness of malevolent space, living to see another day is a hardfought battle for survival.





Smut Heavy and Other Premises

Log In

YC is enjoying her favorite videogame about a fantasy world called Aeia packed with everything a fantasy action geek could wish for. During a particularly heavy marathon gaming session, she finds herself so enamored with the game that before she knows it, she is inside the game itself.  She could be in her own body from the real world or her avatar's body.

It may be exciting at first but without skills or knowledge of how to actually use her magic and powers beyond tapping a keyboard, YC is utterly at the mercy of the world around her. Will she embark on a journey to fulfill her magical potential and attain power? Will she ever find a way to return to her former world? Or will YC become the plaything of beings she once knew as NPCs but are now flesh and bone?

My Busy Boyfriend

YC thought she knew MC. That was until the night her world turned upside down.

YC is a normal girl with a busy but otherwise normal career. Her life may be unremarkable or exciting but it is never dangerous. MC was that guy she met every now and then for a comfortable night until it eventually became something of a relationship. One could say the pair of them are boyfriend and girlfriend though MC was away from town enough that it was definitely a long distance relationship at best with periods of silence from MC.

There was always speculation as to what MC did. He described himself as a very busy man with urgent priorities. But he never failed to hit up YC whenever he was in town. He did feel something for YC but he never remained in town long enough for something more than a few romantic nights. Perhaps it suited YC fine but whether it suited MC fine YC didn't know. Both were busy people, work was always the excuse at least initially. Until YC wanted more from the relationship.

YC may have followed MC. She may have attempted to pry into his business life. Whatever the case, she had dipped her toe in the waters MC came from and from the depths something pulled her in.

MC is a killer. A global killer. He has many enemies that want him dead. And with the knowledge that MC has a loved one, they will come for YC. What was meant to be a sneaky peek at MC's work-life becomes a desperate struggle for survival that will take YC on a trip around the world where every misstep could mean the end of her and MC.

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NSFW/SFW Art and Hentai Inspirations and Concepts:

Fantasy Landscapes SFW: https://imgur.com/a/czToLF6

Gods, Devils, Angels, Demons, Divine Champions: https://imgur.com/a/fl9gckB

Fantasy Males SFW: https://imgur.com/a/sdYauKC

Monsters/Beasts SFW: https://imgur.com/a/w3wYpWj

Fall of the Elves NSFW: https://imgur.com/a/7xBA8UX

Fanstasy Female Fighters SFW: https://imgur.com/a/jhxyup3

Fantasy Ladies NSFW: https://imgur.com/a/qNjrIzd

Fantasy Witches and Sorceresses: https://imgur.com/a/S6yYb1c

Monsters NSFW: https://imgur.com/a/5qm8Gb4

Fantasy Futa NSFW: https://imgur.com/a/9tuh2IQ

NSFW Fantasy Concepts: https://imgur.com/a/z3ZoFuO and https://imgur.com/a/pIc8YVw



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DarkWolfProwler

I am interested in:
Allow Me To Heal You #1
Clean Me Bro
Princess Peaches
"Without you there is no reason for breath..."


Solistair

Quote from: DarkWolfProwler on September 05, 2017, 05:36:34 AM
I am interested in:
Allow Me To Heal You #1
Clean Me Bro
Princess Peaches

Well, I am currently in the mood for Clean Me Bro so lets do that. We'll discuss this further via PM.

Updated thread, currently unavailable for RP proposals

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Will only do smut heavy orientated rps at the moment due to other rps I am involved in of course

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  • Currently have room for 1 more RP
  • Limited to posting twice a week (3-4 for one-shots/smut scenes)
  • Am available for smut-heavy group roleplay proposals

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You can reserve stories if you wish

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