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5 yrs ago
Current Speaking of replies, I can't give them if no one need them. Shoot some THICC Fantasy plots if you happen to glance here.
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5 yrs ago
Hey my sketchy presence is now going to be consistent. I have the technology and means to actually return replies and begin plotting.
7 yrs ago
hey people I'll be replying tomorrow or something. I ended up super busy today.

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I am a writer. Surprise! I enjoy walks in dolphin ribcages and the embrace of cats after a long day. My typical writing amount varies and genre wise I typically do fantasy. Thanks for existing people.

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@Song Book
I've replied!
It was through the catastrophic event they had barely scrapped. Their lives barely kept as Reaver laid apon the rock beside Delsa. Tattered exhausted and barely conscious he could feel small waves slap against their backs. The spire of stone they currently held seemed suddenly so temporary. The darkness was the opposite. No light slipped to their present although plants of strange colors illuminated the surrounds. In logical movement the currently meek male would perk up grasping the female and wrapping his tail around her waist.

Claws pushing off the rock their adventure amongst the abyss began. Reaver carrying both their weight through the seemingly endless black sea would eventually end. Their bodies keeping what little heat they had alive gave Reaver just enough. Wings propelling them forward in the liquid just as Reaver drained himself of what little energy he gained the male found himself stroll on ground. Soft translucent grass which had made his body relax.

From the sea to some bizarre land they lived. Their prior home in snow and lacking a current one Delsa was the only remaining thing Reaver had. While his body removed tension his sharp edged claws would gently wrap her as his tail placed her apon the ground. His face meeting her hair everything became blurry before the world closed away. Hopefully Delsa or Reaver could find food to share.
@Song Book I'll have something up in a moment if you wanna stay online for abit longer.
@Song Book(sorry, I forgot to tag you. -_-)
The beast seemed less than afraid but more offended. The scale like fur raised like dangers indicated the light which illuminated the surrounds had inspired more hostility. There as Reaver sat waiting, his instincts engaged the Fenrir howled... a roar like wail shattering ice in a catastrophic manner. Around them their current island was more ice than rock and now was specks. The wall Reaver and Delsa were on had become a dramatic wasteland of rubble. Hopelessly they seemed to plummet. The creature staring at them from above while they descended.

Falling from light into darkness they descended into what was thought to be an abyss. An endless void contrasting the sky. Snow and specks of earth followed them downward. During Reaver's attempt to balance it was visible his body was slightly sleeked with ice. Delsa's heat did help but as they were now plunged into pure darkness and still falling it was clear they wouldn't be flying back up. Amongst their fall the tail around Delsa's waist moved her to the male's claws. The black surface of their edges gently gliding around he saw but shimmers of light and liquid beneath them...

Ever so tenderly as to seem comforting he was making himself into a bullet like shape to enter the liquid. The reason behind this? So the pair didn't die. The scythe like tail moving to spin them was left spiralling behind. The moment of truth came when the water tension was passed through safely. Of course having took the blunt of the small portion of damage Reaver was spent. The effort placed into that previous action and getting his own wings partially injured they were stuck temporarily on foot for the following day.

After their dive Reaver slipped from the girl. Drifting downward in the liquid slowly the light made by strange luminescent mushrooms barely revealed the male in the water along with her light. His body limp but alive one of this story's authors hoped Delsa could swim...
@SinfulSkills
I shall message you now. A lack of smut is perfectly fine with me.
Hello people looking at this post. There is several small rules but past that I have little quarrel towards most genre.


OK now that those simple rules are read I'm pretty open to mainly fantasy based role plays. In light of that those who itch for romance I don't mind smut but at least build the story first and don't drag off the theme. Seriously.
On the subject of Fantasy I really like dragons or dark flesh eating creatures with a sense of humor. Medieval? Hell ya. I'm down, just make sure the roles aren't lame or textbook cliche because that doesn't really spark my heart.
In time I'll post some plots but presently I'm more open to discuss.
@Song Book
Well now's a good time to practice. I'm primed and feeling rather good despite stress.
@Song Book
It was in all reality their regions were close but not his intention. Slumber blanketing his conscious her flapping lead for their fall. More so laying rather than leaning he remained locked with her. The heat she made having preheated the ground the male shivered once without waking. Throughout the night he remained like such until dawn came.

Ice ever present at the edge of their cave. White morning light spilling inward caused the vibrant green eyes to snap open. Nestled into the soft form of the female it seemed her warmth was addicting. His tail gently wrapping her ankle while his nose in her the vicinity of her throat it would have been obvious hostility was dwindling. Alas removing his tail and face from her Reaver rose quickly.

A faint sound of cracking could be heard. Ice quietly shattering stone as it contracted. From the once groggy position Reaver shot upward reaching for Delsa. His tail finding her waist and curling up to under her chest it was in those moments their choosen resting place shattered. Above a Fenrir( a large wolf like beast) had ripped the island landing. A coat of silver and eyes of fire the size comparison was rather dramatic.
The pair of them were but the size of pups to it. No sooner the beast had its fangs bared and the surroundings became a hellish onslaught of chill. Reaver with his claw pressed deep into the stone they were once resting one wasn't one with the situation.
@Song Book
I am just now returning, sorry for the wait. I'll be replying consistently again now.
@Song Book Such I shall await then. Good luck with whatever life stuff is going on.
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