Pavor Nocturnus (claimed)
Her flesh was warm against his lips, and her mouth was so soft. Those lips had the flavor of innocence when he had begun. He could recall so distinctly the moment when he heard first seen her; a sweet little thing just on the verge of finishing her maturation into adulthood. The flavor of untouched flesh was still ripe in his memory. It made reaping the products of his corruption all the more satisfying. There were scars along her back from her recent exploits, and she was still marked by the scents of her pleasures. How beautiful it was when purity spoiled and transformed into lustful cruelty.
He had broken her. Natural, it had started out with relative innocence. His first visits consisted on him perched over her bed, watching her sleep. Then, he introduced himself in her dreams, posing as her guardian and the solution to all of her petty little problems. When she was hurting, he held her close and stroked her hair, whispering empty comforts while he imagined forcing his depravities on her supple form. Eventually, she had become addicted to him, dependent upon his support. It was all a matter of withdrawal. His whispers echoed through her dreams; if she gave up her boyfriend, she could stay with him. He showed her how none of her family members really cared for her, and only he truly was capable of giving her love. Finally, that if she coaxed the sapphic fantasies from her best friend, she would have power, and he would be pleased.
Her soul had nearly been eaten away. All that remained now was a shell of the former girl, and one that he kept around for his amusement. Death was such an overrated punishment. Better to watch them slowly diminish until they whittled away, and their spirits came to him for his collection. But still, he craved a new prospect. Some variety and fresh blood. A new victim on which he could unleash his latest tricks and devices. Oh yes, it was the calling. Slowly rising off the bed, his leathery black wings stretched out to their full span. A lithely muscular form colored deep crimson hues was visible in the moonlight for a few moments before he rejoined the nighttime shadows.
The hunt for the prey of the incubus had begun.
Notes: Damon's prey can be male or female. I have no real limitations on their characterization except that I would prefer someone thought-out and interesting. A lot of this roleplay will be centered around exploring your characters' memories and dreams, so be sure you have a background and some interesting development for your lady or gent. This RP can and will likely eventually include BDSM, rape, torture, and other nasty stuff. A lot of it will also be psychological mindfucking, so be prepared. However, I'm willing to leave a lot up to plot development. The specifics will be tailored to your character and their desires/fears/etc.
Poisoned Apples (claimed)
She had been told that her name meant snow, and that it had been a gift from her dying mother. It had been the good queen's parting desire that her daughter be as fair as winter, with hair darker than ash and sleeker than obsidian. And indeed, Gwyneira has blossomed into a maid with skin so white and fine it could be porcelain, silken strands as black as night, and lips a bloodied shade. But what had been intended as a blessing had become the girl's greatest curse, for her father had remarried a woman renowned for her great beauty and feared for her immense cruelty. As the new matriarch had aged and the princess had matured, it was whispered throughout the kingdom that the new queen's fairness would soon be rivaled by her ward's. Perhaps even surpassed.
Thus, Gwyneira had been condemned to servitude. Her only friends were the birds that came to her quarters' windows, bearing songs of exotic lands and tempting freedom. However, it was not until upon the night of her sixteenth birthday that she was fully instructed in the cruelties of her stepmother. It was that encounter that shattered her childhood world of roses and dreams, and would eventually result in the twisted depths of her corruption...
Notes: This is obviously a dark fairytale RP inspired by Snow White, with a strong emphasis on lesbian themes. My role here is of the submissive (although it could always eventually change), so it's up to you in which direction the story initially goes and you get to make the fun kinky decisions. You have full freedom in characterizing the Queen and customizing her powers. My only request is that you respect my limitations.
- A vampire slayer, a vampire, a capture, and revenge. Who is the one that laid the trap? What is his or her motive? And what precisely will the revenge entail? Let's discuss together and fill in the details.
- Class is hard. Some students are willing to really commit themselves to their professors in order to make the grade. You're a student coming in for evaluation. What exactly will you offer for in exchange to get those extra points? And yes, you will be graded on presentation and originality.
- The arena used to be where local heroes are born. Now, after the conquest, it's an amusement ground where the former champions are made to fight for the pleasure of their current owners. A good show is appreciated by the audience, and your character takes the chance to force his or her desires on an unwilling opponent.
PM if you're interested or if you'd like to discuss specifics.