In general, Iím very flexible, very open minded, and I have a wide range of turn ons. If thereís something you want to see in a potential story we negotiate, bring it up in a PM.
To Capture a Royal/The Adventure of Virtuous Yin and Heavenly Yang.
Inspired by Jade Empire more than anything else, this game would be an action-packed wushu adventure set in a pseudo-medieval China.
On the darker end of the spectrum, a rebellious prince/princess tries to bring the attention of the empire to the deplorable condition of its prisons. He/she conspires with a dangerous, hardened criminal (played by yours truly) to stage a mock hostage situation in the Emperorís most desolate mine, in order to negotiate more humane conditions for the prisoners. But the situation takes a turn for the worse when the criminal escapes from the mines with the prince/princess in chains, vanishing into the mists. My character sees his prisoner not only as a bargaining chip against the Empire, but as a means of avenging himself of the torment he has suffered in his captivity.
On the lighter end of the spectrum, our two characters are at the core of a secret rebellion against a corrupt and evil usurper to the Imperial throne. They travel the countryside together, learning secret martial arts styles, defending the people against ghosts, demons, and the Empireís depredations. Though the Empireís assassins are sent against them, though their enemies are legion, our brave heroes will fight on in the name of justice!To Steal Heavenís Fire/Most Devoted
This is a fantasy story set in a more conventional setting.
Both stories have the following premise; I play a god, recently banished/exiled/deposed from his/her place in the heavens, and reduced to a shell of his/her formerly divine self. The gender, nature, and divine portfolio of my former godling will vary depending on the direction we take the story.
On the darker side of things, you play an opportunistic mortal wizard who is the first to find my character after my fall from the heavens. You bind my spirit to yourself to steal the remnants of my divine power. At first you restrain yourself to petty revenge against those who wronged you in the past, other such minor things, but as you abuse your captive and satisfy your darkest desires with your bound god, you begin to turn your ambitions to darker ends. In the end, you conceive a plan to use me to fuel your own drive towards immortality or apotheosis.
On the other side of things, instead of binding me, you instead are one of my last remaining worshipers. When you find my fallen body, you risk all danger to hide and protect me as I heal myself from the pain and damage of my fall. When I recover, we set out on an epic quest to reclaim my place among the pantheon.Not Alone In My Own Head[noir exposition]John Doe is my name. Don't start, I've heard every joke and so-called witticism you can come up with. It really is my name. Even if it wasn't the one I was born to, it's the one I've had since the day they found me naked but for a blanket, bleeding from a gunshot wound, and short one lifetime's worth of memories outside the hospital. They guessed I was about thirteen, but I couldn't exactly help them with that, now could I?
Anyway, flash forward a dozen or so years. I'm a private eye. Not because I enjoy skulking outside of cheap motels hoping to snap a couple of dirty pictures of a man getting a little something from a woman besides his wife, or the cheap foot or lousy company you get to keep. No, I'm in the business because, aside from a scar on my abdomen, I have one other little legacy.
I can find things. Things, people, whatever. I just concentrate on it, and I know where it is, how far away, and sometimes a little something about how it got there. All fine and well and good, and it makes the vanishing daughter jobs a little easier, right?
Then this priest walks into my office and hires me to find a relic stolen from his church. All right, fine, I said, telling him my per diem rate and how I bill for expenses. All right, fine, he says, handing me a check with more zeroes on it than I can believe.
So I track down his missing...what did he call it? Reliquary, that's it. Little holy thing that has the bones of a saint in it. Morbid as all get out, but I'm being paid, right? Long story short, I find the box, and the people who took it (dumb kids playing at Satan worship...I sent 'em home with hurt feelings and maybe a couple of broken bones). But in the scuffle, the box gets damaged, and all of a sudden, I'm not alone in my own head anymore.
Riding shotgun in my noggin is a real life honest-to-god fallen angel. Her name is something ending with -el...I don't know, I can't get a straight answer out of her. She's been around a long, long time, near as I can figure, and she's got her mission to work her Master's will in the world. And now she gets to figure out a way to do it through me? But I figure, what could a fallen angel know about temptation and manipulation of humans, right?
Yeah, I'm fucked. And to make matters worse, the Vatican's gotten wind that their little box spilled its contents between my ears. So with a demoness whispering in my ear, bills to pay, an unknown past, and the Pope's own hitmen on my tail, I got the life expectancy of a frog on the Interstate at rush hour.
Foster mom always said I should have been an accountant.[/noir exposition]
So anyone who's read the Dresden Files knows where I got the inspiration for this game. I'm looking for someone to take on the role of "her name ends with -el" to play the part of demonic temptress for poor John Doe, and possibly run some supporting characters. Her nature, goals, and particular abilities are open for discussion, and I quite hope to have some interesting discussions on this one!And They Called Me Mad
In a world of brightly colored heroes and vigilantes, of lost sons of doomed planets and terrible magic artifacts, of villains forever scheming of world domination, nothing can strike at the core of a metahuman like losing one's powers. And that is precisely what has happened to one of the premiere champions of truth and justice known to the world.
After a conflict with an alternate universe version of herself, Heroine was struck by an anti-matter beam just before her doppelganger retreated back into the dimensional rift. In a heartbeat, all those abilities that had made her a hero, those powers she had relied upon since she started her career as a plucky sidekick, vanished. Despite assurances from her team-mates, as the days rolled over into weeks, it became clear to Heroine that her powers would not come back on their own.
So began her journey, consulting with the world's most renowned heroic experts in science, medicine, interdimensional technology, and even time-travel. Every time, she ran into the same dead end. Nobody could explain why her powers had gone, or how she could get them back.
It was then that Heroine noticed that the team began to phase her out of active duty. That rogue werewolf pack in the Black Forest? Must have just forgotten to send the distress signal on all channels. The virus in the communications satellites turning iPhone users into zombies? Well, it was really more of a technical
battle, nothing personal about it, there was just nothing she could do by the time they had it all wrapped up.
Sooner or later, Heroine got the message that her teammates took the loss of her powers to mean that she wasn't in the team anymore. Not that anyone came right out and said it, but as time went by they couldn't quite keep the looks of pity hidden, and that stung worse than Dr. Hornet's sting beam (tm).
So Heroine decided to put everything down on the table for one last toss of the dice
Thanks to all for the time and attention. Since the heroic
experts hadn't been able to help her, what could the villainous
ones do? Of course, there was no greater expert on the Metahuman Phenomenon than the notorious Dr. Bli.
And so begins a Silence of the Lambs
type scenario, between your character, the aforementioned Heroine, and mine, Dr. Bli. Heroine (who can have any name you like, I just wanted something I could use for the sake of describing the scenario) consults Dr. Bli, currently in his eleventh period of incarceration in the most secure prison facility in the world, for help recovering her powers. Dr. Bli wants to be free, of course, but moreso than that, he sees the opportunity to corrupt a great hero by offering her what no one else could or would.
If interested in this story, we have quite a bit of background to work out...Heroine's origin story and powers, relationship and history with Dr. Bli, and what direction we can see the story taking once it gets off the ground.