A couple ideas from fantasy to incest (mxf or mxfxf) (open to MxT)

[Chreestafer]

Here are a few story ideas I'd like to pick up with some new partners.  Each story listed can be adapted from a M x F scene to that of a MFF setup. Feel free to PM me about what ever story you may be interested in.  All the ideas aren't set in stone, so if you have any other ideas to add please feel free to state them in the PMs. Also, each story can be adapted to a Male x Transgender or Male x Female x Transgender idea.

Without further adue! Here are the ideas.


Fantasy:

last of the divine

This story was a concept that I was working on with another patron of Elliquiy.  Sadly she has disappeared, but the ideas and story line I've had stuck in my head, so I'm looking to possibly start it up with a few other people.

This concept was originally set for solo or 3 person play.  However, in my mind, this seems like it might be nice as a small group story line.  I'll be obviously seeking a player to play the initial assassin of the story.  However, open rules for other "divine" characters like druids or priests or paladins might work well also!

Edit: I also tend to reference Dungeons and Dragons alot. This is because a majority of my Fantasy experience since I was younger is due to the gaming of D&D.  That being said, I dont souly have this story set in a D&D world, nor is it a systems game.  This is a freeform adventure :) I just use the concepts of certain things from Dungeons and Dragons.

Thanks! :)

Last of the Divine

Twenty years it has been since the dawn of the black rain and the fall of the free worlds into madness.  The realms of the free folk were once a prosperous and peaceful place. Yet the day the darkness leaked from the heavens, a great depressing sadness ensued.  The dark colored water wasnt the end of the curse the plagued the races of the land.  Soon, those who worshiped their gods and gained their abilities by such actions, fell sick.  Some died, others blind or mute.  Those who survived found themselves powerless, as if their connections to the divine had somehow become severed.

Druids and priests became non existent, Clerics were a rarity even more so.  Those who did somehow manage a connection and retained their powers soon became experiments to wizards who were hired to figure out what was going on.  That was Twenty years ago.  Twenty years since the first seals of certain spells held demons at bay.  Twenty years since potions of health were an option.  Twenty years since the gods left the world.  And still noone knows what is going on, or the evil that lurked behind the scenes.  A web of deceit and lies to further a plan that would spell the end of the world.

Once prosperous towns fell into decay after raids and battles. The east is no more a land for men.  It is a war riddled waste land that demons now claim as their very own.  Villages that still survive are now host to horrible crime rings and litter with whore houses and thieves dens.

The world is not one that people would fight for.

The story is going to revolve around my character, a drunk of a cleric whom is the last person on the planet that should still have his powers. As well as I am seeking one to two females to oppose him.  If you're into the mff scene that is awesome haha.  But if players wish to keep it strictly solo I am also for that.

The story will start off with my character entering one of the lower end brothels he frequents after a quest. He is one of the last remaining clerics, but noone really knows that.  On the outside however, he seems to be just like every other drunken mercenary around.  The Broken Pony was once a high end establishment for the rich merchants. These days sadly, its nothing more than a cheap brothel, with cheap women and cheaper ale. The key aspect of this place versus others is the request board it holds, which was the first of it's kind.  Mercenaries can come here to find jobs of all sorts posted on the wanted boards. Simple missions like finding someones lost child. Or harder ones like joining a war that one has no car for yet the money is right.

This was my characters last mission which paid him handsomely and kept him away for 4 months.  Upon his return he will meet your character(s) now he normally doesnt bed women in these establishments.  He knows where they have been.  But sometimes he indulges himself after longer missions to take the edge off.  So after some wooing on your behalf an overly drunk cleric is an easy target.

This is where you come in. You're (1 or both of you) are part time prostitutes.  You're real jobs were thieves or assassins or what ever.  Bit bad economy means making ends meet.  You're approached by a man claiming that my character has stolen a book from him and he wants it back. He also will pay extra if MC is killed.  So eager to make a decent pay in a long while you accept.

Of course your plans go horribly wrong and MC doesnt die.  I have ideas on how this can happen. Soon though they (2 or 3 of them) find themselves caught up in a romance and an indirect plan to save the world and stop the black rain.

What I'd really love is for at least one of the girls. Or if there is only one, to be an exotic race. Drow, gnome, halfling, etc..

Thanks for looking!

size of love in the darkness

This is an idea I had a while ago and attempted it before my partner had to back out due to real life issues.  I'm hoping to try it again.

The story revolves around my character Rokyn, who at a young age is best friend's with a young and adventurous halfling girl.  Growing up together all they ever did was get in trouble and seek out new ways to explore the expanding world around them.  YC is also friends with my sister the princess of the kingdom as we are highborns. The years pass as we grow into young adults, your size never changing due to your race. As we mature Rokyn let's his feelings for your character slip to his sister who then slips to you. 

Weeks of awkward hellos pass before one evening the kiss of their lifetime happened.  She was all he wanted in life and he needed to find a way to make her his.  However, as the darkness pressed onward in the world her family upped and moved on, away from the kingdom.  YC just disappeared, unwillingly of course, which destroyed MC. 

So the story will pick up at MC sisters wedding.  A lot of things have changed in years and they've all become adults. How will things fare between them when they reconnect? What will the darkness do when and if it finally breaks the shielding kingdoms of the free worlds.

Bellow is a snippet of the previous attempt, hoping to keep the into / beginning relatively the same.

This story can also be adapted to be incestuous in a MxFxF or MxFxT setting



"Power can only be obtained by those pure enough to respect it, controlling is the issue men seem to forget when seeking how to bend the will of the multiverse around them." --- High Cleric Alrex Travv

Since the beginning of time, man sought nothing more than to gain control over what they seemed to be "power".  Some do it in the name of peace, others for love, and some even for greed of wealth.  Yet even the best of intentions can go awry when most seek it for nothing other then vengeance.  Love is a tricky and cruel mistress, more so when it is ripped from the grasps of those who don't deserve to be pained like such.  A broken heart, and a devoured soul is what truthfully brought the darkness on.  Or was it those that caused the pain, the ones whom destroyed the love they saw unfit?

Rolland Armeth, a high sorcerer of the Elite Magi Towers, fell for a commoner of the villages bellow.  A simple woman, with simple plans in life.  Day in and day out Rolland learned his spells and perfected his technique, only to return nightly to the woman of his dreams.  He teased her and wooed her with small incantations.  Something the Towers of the Magi's seemed to care not for, however they never seemed to do anything about it.  Rolland was to good, to strong, and to much of an asset to the Magi order, the ignored the small childish actions.  AS the years went on his love for the girl grew stronger and eventually said love formed life anew.  Rolland was a happy father to a happy woman and child, all seemed right in the world.  Until the pillages began, and the wars started.  Man against man, the swords clanked and the magic whizzed by as nations warred on over land and so called "peace".

The village was lost to the fires of war, and Rolland, well he was locked up in a cell for treason of fleeing during the battles.  He whimpered night and day over the lost of the ones he loved.  A dark pit in his stomach began to form, and vengeance for his loses began to brew.  The towers dismissed Rolland, and the man disappeared into the mountains never to be heard from again.

That was until years later.  The darkness burned away the mans essence, everything he held dearly was lost, and the world would pay for what they had taken from him.  In the mountains Rolland had searched for years to find the artifacts that he needed, and after 10 years, his plan would come to light.  As he arranged the small crystals and golden objects around on the floor of some ruins he had called home, he began to chant the words aloud.  His echoes filled what was once the anti chamber of a great hall that now lay in rubble.  As he lifted his hands, the sly smirk on his face widened as he saw the objects glow and the vortex opened.  The things that came through though sent shivers even down Rolland's spine.  As the Demon he sought after stepped through the gate into this world, Rolland fell to his knees asking the great lord for his services in claiming this land.  Yet what was once a great plan went south quickly.  The demon prince laughed at the humans foolishness, and within moments Rolland's life faded from his eyes as his skull laid cracked in the Princes hands.


That was when the darkness entered the world. 

Yet today was a different day.  Today was the great day of a great feast of the heavens.  Today was a wedding day!

The bells rang aloud across the kingdom of Val Core in honor of the princess and her beloved prince of the WaterGardens.  WaterGardens was a unique town as it held no gardens at all.  It was a huge city, divided by two flowing rivers, both miles long and miles wide.  But the city was named from the unique blue flowers that grew from the river banks giving the white marbled city a garden like feature.  The Prince of WaterGardens was a young and well loved soul and suited the Princess well.  The unity would break an age old feud over the water ways that lead to the south. 

Val Core was a grand Kingdom, and one of the last few to stand in the way of the darkness that came from the east.  Val Core's reach was once a glorious one, but the Kingdom has definitely dwindled in size due to the outlining villages being attacked from the hideous monsters of the night.  Vial creatures, skeletal warriors, that seemed to burn within from a fire of hatred and disgust. The Kingdoms were once defenseless against these creatures.  That was until the high clerics found a relic, a disc from an ancient god, a disc that opens the minds potential only to the purest of heart.  Few were able to harness the power.  Rokyn being one of them.

Rokyn Vystrum, is the middle child of 3 to the King of Val Core.  When was young he sent away into training, and after many years of this he came out a changed man.  Each of the three remaining kingdoms to defend the west held special forces made up of these Psychic Warriors.  Val Cores was lead by Rokyn, the heir to the throne and hopefully one of the keys to success in ending the war of demons.

The bells continued to ring aloud as Rokyn galloped softly and quietly up the cobble stone streets of his home.  People were cheering, and kids ran about playfully.  Today was a happy day, a day of peace and love, a day not of those things that dwell in the darkness.  A soft cool breeze lifted his royal blue cap causing it to flutter behind him.  His silver armor shown brightly in the midday sun as his soft green eyes peered upward, through his visor of his helm, ever searching for trouble.  The warhorse he rode upon towered over elves and humans alike, children and half folk ran about trying to prepare as the bells bellowed out another notification of the wedding about to begin.  "Yes, I know I am late" he muttered to himself as if talking to the bells. 

After moments of slow strides he finally arrived at the church steps.  Approached by fellow knights he was saluted "you highness, your father and sisters await you!" he nodded as he pulled his helm off handing it to one of them.  The wind cooled his head through his short cropped blonde hair as he ascended the steps.   

His entrance was met with a scowl from his father and older sister and her husband, the duke of Briarwood, the third in line of protection from the east.  However his eyes fell on the bride to be, his youngest sister.  She smiled gleefully as innocence washed over her face.  She wanted this wedding more then anyone, even though the marriage was arranged, she welcomed it with open arms.  Kneeling before his sister he spoke softly "Pardon me, I feared one last search of the city to be cautious sister."  She snickered as he rose "Rokyn, you need not kneel, I am your sister not queen of WaterGardens" he smiled and nodded "no, not yet" he winked as he fell in line near his father. 

The churched bells rang one last time as the doors to the grand church were opened to those of the citadel who wished to view the royal wedding if they pleased. 

As I said up above. What I'm looking for is someone to play a halfling girl to interact with my character. We can work together on their past and how their paths cross again.  Nothing is set in stone truly.

a dark gods return

as the title says it all, I am in search of someone to play either a female or hermaphroditic Halfling for the fantasy adventure below.  My character will be a Dragonborn, and no not the skyrim one, I'm talking the Dungeons and Dragons version 3.5 one, if you need more info on them you can find it here. 

http://www.wizards.com/default.asp?x=dnd/iw/20060105b

That is the link to Wizards of the coasts information on the dragon born.  Any who, I am seeking an energetic female to play a Halfling character for this wonderful adventure. 

Here is the fantasy idea I have brewing :)

The Dark God Returns

For the better part of 4 decades the Continents of Loradia have wared over territories, wealth, love and power.  However, in the last few years, something dark has appeared in the northern ilse of the Draconian Principalities.  A relic, more like a pillar of eminating blackness, appeared out of nowhere.  The Dragonborn, lords of the north, chosen of bahamut, were slowly being corrupted, and in a few short years the once peaceful isles became that of nightmares.  The pillar poured deeds of evil into the dragons and dragonborns minds and soon war broke out across the land.  Humans, dwarves, elves, and all other intellegent creatures alike both good and evil wanted the pillar and its secrets.  The long era known as the shade wars began and this is what it looked like.

Shade Wars

This is where he, Rokyn Vistrum, steps in. 

High Knight to the Human king of Kelmore, he was an experienced warrior and a shinning soul in the face of the darkness that rose from the north.  Cladded with metals and honors, madens and daughters alike drempt of his hand in marrage in the early days of the war.  Years of fightning passed on and millions died.  Alliances were created between evil and good as they both feared the darkness within that relic.  Durring the winter months of of the 13th year of the Shade War, Rokyn found himself leading an army north to the pillar to end its influence and end the war.  Master warriors and Mages alike fell quickly, and finding himself on his knees in a pool of blood, Rokyn, begged, for the first time in his life, he begged for pardon.  That is when his eyes glazzed over, and the doom tides came.  His soul now belonged to the pillar, and with his skill and knowledge of the opposing side the darkness led him to slaughter more and more at the pillars will.

Human Rokyn Vistrum

One hundred years of war passed as the world and its inhabitents were plunged into darkness.  However where the pillar came from was beyond any magi's or priests comprehension and soon the god got inviolved.  The truth behind the pillar was during the early ages of the gods, a god of true evil was locked away by both good and evil gods for fear of total enihalation.  This Pillar was just a warning, a threat of what things might come to be.  As the fear reached the heavens, Bahamut himself soone ended these wars.  By decimating his own people the dragonborn and dragons soon became nearly extinct leaving only small bands or dragons about the world.  This is where Rokyn found himself begging for mercy. 

As pentance, a punishment, Rokyns soul was flung from his body to one of the fallen dragonborn, his mind a haze of what went on.  Born anew, Rokyn found himself atoning for his actions forever stuck as one of the monsters he once controlled without knowing such.  Centuries passed and soon the wars became lore and the world as it always has and always will, kept spinning and today, Rokyn finds himself as a scavanger finding relics and oddities from the old world selling them as he goes or taking on missions to find certain items.

The New Rokyn

Meanwhile, as the world turns on, a darkness is brewing in the ruins of the draconian kingdoms of the north, a darkness not seen for 300 years, a darkness thought to have been locked away.

Modern / Apocalypse / Sci-fi :

Mans best friend at the end of the world

The end of the world is NOW!

Yet the globe is still oddly spinning, and you're still alive trying to survive in it.

This idea I have can go in many variations.  It's the apocalypse and somehow we're all not dead.  What kind of the end of the world scene is up to us. Weither it be zombies or alien invasion, can even be the classical anti Christ walking the earth.

Whatever it is group's of people are surviving all across the desolate land.  This story will follow you and I surviving in the end of the world.  The first idea, which is what id like but not set in stone, goes like this.  Your character and her male dog and my character and his female dog are searching for a place to survive and escape the dangers of the world. Yes out characters have sexual relations with our pets but what happens when we find each other?

Other variations is my character and his male dog find your character and help her.

Or even your character finds a male dog yo protect her in this dark world.

No ideas are set in stone and we can discuss our ideas.  Please feel free to ask any questions :)

What hell breaks Love rebuilds

Since the beginning of time, man sought nothing more than to gain control over what they seemed to be "power".  Some do it in the name of peace, others for love, and some even for greed of wealth.  Yet even the best of intentions can go awry when most seek it for nothing other then vengeance.  Love is a tricky and cruel mistress, more so when it is ripped from the grasps of those who don't deserve to be pained like such.  A broken heart, and a devoured soul is what truthfully brought the darkness on.  Or was it those that caused the pain, the ones whom destroyed the love they saw unfit?

Rolland Armeth, a high sorcerer of the Elite Magi Towers, fell for a commoner of the villages bellow.  A simple woman, with simple plans in life.  Day in and day out Rolland learned his spells and perfected his technique, only to return nightly to the woman of his dreams.  He teased her and wooed her with small incantations.  Something the Towers of the Magi's seemed to care not for, however they never seemed to do anything about it.  Rolland was to good, to strong, and to much of an asset to the Magi order, the ignored the small childish actions.  As the years went on his love for the girl grew stronger and eventually said love formed life anew.  Rolland was a happy father to a happy woman and child, all seemed right in the world.  Until the pillages began, and the wars started.  Man against man, the swords clanked and the magic whizzed by as nations warred on over land and so called "peace".

The village was lost to the fires of war, and Rolland, well he was locked up in a cell for treason of fleeing during the battles.  He whimpered night and day over the lost of the ones he loved.  A dark pit in his stomach began to form, and vengeance for his loses began to brew.  The towers dismissed Rolland, and the man disappeared into the mountains never to be heard from again.

That was until years later.  The darkness burned away the mans essence, everything he held dearly was lost, and the world would pay for what they had taken from him.  In the mountains Rolland had searched for years to find the artifacts that he needed, and after 10 years, his plan would come to light.  As he arranged the small crystals and golden objects around on the floor of some ruins he had called home, he began to chant the words aloud.  His echoes filled what was once the anti chamber of a great hall that now lay in rubble.  As he lifted his hands, the sly smirk on his face widened as he saw the objects glow and the vortex opened.  The things that came through though sent shivers even down Rolland's spine.  As the Demon he sought after stepped through the gate into this world, Rolland fell to his knees asking the great lord for his services in claiming this land.  Yet what was once a great plan went south quickly.  The demon prince laughed at the humans foolishness, and within moments Rolland's life faded from his eyes as his skull laid cracked in the Princes hands.



The lands and realms of man and beast had been at peace for many years now.  Not having seen true war since the last of the Dragonian king who sought to slaughter all creatures a like. It had been a millennia since the evil was eradicated and life had gone back to what it always had been.  That was until the rift was opened and the darkness spilled out into our world.  Kingdoms were destroyed and millions of people were laid to waste at the hordes of the demonic army that rose out of nowhere.  Simple armies couldn't handle the strength and abilities of these creatures, so a pact was made between races that were once enemies.  Soon Dragons and humanoids alike were fighting together and using magic unseen to beat back the brink of darkness.  Special soldiers were trained to fight along side dragons, and soon became known as dragon riders.  A Unique bond between the two would allow them to fight and win against this evil.

One such paring stood out among the rest though.  Alshedro Velryn, A young poor miner and Aurora, a dragon princess seemed to work their abilities like fluid motions.  There bond was so unique, one would be able to execute an attack only to have the other finish it knowing where to be and how to do it, all without even looking at one another.  Little did the rest know, the human and dragon had grown found of one another, and when she would take human form they would often lay together.  Years of these battles brought hope to a once dark and dreary time among the folk of the realm.  Yet as the cold winter months set in, the real hope came to light.   The dragoness and warrior, with the aid of a few other elite dragon riders, forced themselves to the epicenter of the demonic darkness.  No one really knew what battles were waged in the dark tower, yet Alshedro was the only survivor.  After the whole darkness seemed to fade in the blink of an eye, units were sent in to asses the situation.  Alshedro was found, stabile, but beaten badly pilled under a few book cases.  Demons and warriors were strewn about in decimated fashions of war.  The most unique thing, however, was the crystalline structure that encased the Dragoness Aurora, and the Dark prince for all eternity. 

The two figures were carefully separated, one sent to the mountains, to be buried by the dwarves of old to be forgotten in time.  The dragoness was set in a tomb of the kings, t be honored for her sacrifice in repelling the darkness from the world.  As for Alshedro, after he recovered he disappeared south, never to be heard form again.

***FAST FORWARD A FEW GOOD MILLENIA***

The year is 2020, and once more all hell has broken loose on the planet.  A few years ago, in 2015, the thrive for better, renewable, more substantial energy sources lead to an expedition into the earth as scientist had found an odd energy blip.  After months of digging and research, The group had found what appeared to a unique gate like structure.  More time passed as scientist studied the door trying to unlock its secrets.  As winter set in, the energy readings seemed to spike, ever curious and ambitious, a small group of scientist cracked opened the door by force to find the tall structure of crystalline, encasing what seemed to be statue of a monstrosity in it.  Thinking the statue was the source of the power, the group began to chip away and dig deeper through the crystal.  Yet that is where they went wrong.  After another month of breaking the crystal, they cracked the shell that imprisoned the Dark prince.

Rewarding them, he enslaved them as his minions, turning some into grotesque monsters, to never leave the dig site again.  Years passed as the darkness spilled back into the world.  However as it did, magic began to resurface as well.  Certain humans began to gain abilities, yet the process was slow.  Within months the remaining humans were driven underground, in special fallout shelters built for those with abilities.  The world is now a wasteland, the Demons roam freely on the surface, and what is left of human race, hides underground waiting for something better emerge.  Those with abilities train to fight and combat against the evils.  Yet there numbers are small.

Who will save them?