Hello, hello, hello. I'm MrsJackson, but feel free to call me whatever. Years of being a waitress has taught be to answer to anything. I've been roleplaying off and on for the last eleven years, but I've been on hiatus for several months. Hopefully something below will catch your eye and you'll decide to drop me a PM or what have you. I'll get the boring stuff out of the way first, and then we'll just dive right in!
-I am a twenty-four year old female, and therefore will only roleplay with those older than 18. Sorry, just a personal preference. -I'm most comfortable with heterosexual pairings for my main characters as it's what I know on a personal level. -While I am a female, and tend to gravitate towards female mains, I'm happy to double! I only ask that you do the same. -Quality>Quantity, but I will always try and give you 3+ paragraphs to work with. -I enjoy getting to know my partners, and therefore would love OOC chat through PM or Discord. -Life comes first, just keep me updated!
Now that all of that is out of the way, we can get to the good stuff!
Original Plots
She tells me she comes from my mother the mountain Her skin fits her tightly And her lips do not lie She silently slips from her throat a medallion Slowly she twirls it In front of my eyes
I watch her, I love her, I long for to touch her The satin she's wearin' Is shimmering blue Outside my window her ladies are sleeping My dogs have gone hunting The howling is through
So I reach for her hand and her eyes turns to poison And her hair turns to splinters, And her flesh turns to brine She leaps cross the room, she stands in the window And screams that my first-born Will surely be blind.
They say The Witch appears as a beautiful woman. Her long, thick hair the color of ravens feathers. Her warm, lustful eyes the color of evergreen firs. But in her heart there is madness. Evil. She harvests the hearts of foolish men, devouring them as they are the source of her power. Most recently, The Witch has devoured the heart of a prominent man; his widow wants her found, and burned.
Our roleplay will follow two Hunters who have accepted the widow's contract, and the adventure that follows.
The year is 2247, and we have been at war for 15 years. When the Others made contact...we weren't sure what to expect. We had no idea they would take over so quickly. Fuck, we didn't even stand a goddamn chance.
In 2232, an intelligent alien life form made contact with Earth but they did not come in peace. They made it clear that those living on Earth had two choices: submit or die. Some submitted, and some died. This roleplay will focus on two places(that we will choose together). One submitted to the to the aliens, and the other did not.
Our characters living in the place that chose not to submit are former mech pilots, currently living in something similar to a labor camp.
Our characters living in the place that chose to submit are a part of a secret resistance trying to overthrow their extraterrestrial leaders.
There are three options for this roleplay, and they are as follows. 1) Your character is an undercover detective tasked with infiltrating the Chicago Mafia at the height of its power, and he's doing so with the help of my character. My character is a singer at one of the Mafia's clubs, and also a smalltime smuggler. She's forced to help your character, or face jail time for smuggling. 2) This idea is rather Peaky Blinders-esque, and follows a English street gang on their rise to power. It will follow them doing whatever it takes to make it to the top. 3) This idea follows an outlaw motorcycle gang and they attempt to keep control of the territory they have amassed out in Arizona.
