Thanks for checking in on my 1x1 interest thread, hopefully we can get some fun work done together.
I'm generally interested in writing partners that I can rely on for consistency, quality, and creativity. Someone that maintains an active presence in a RP, can communicate regularly with me OOC, can maintain a strong standard of work, and wants to contribute to an engaging story would be ideal, as I hope I bring all of those things to a RP myself.
I usually like a story with rich worldbuilding, though we don't have to come up with literally all of it at the start, I'm more than happy to write as we go. As far as our characters go, I generally play male characters, and prefer my partner to play a male or female (or etc) character depending on the context. I like to write about intimate, if dysfunctional relationships with a distinct power dynamic, as I think they're a compelling source of drama. I also tend to introduce a lot of side characters, so if you don't mind juggling one or two of those yourself, all the better. I have no issue with "mature" themes but that said, I'm not particularly interested in ERP, so that's what you're here for I recommend looking elsewhere.
I have a few plots ready to go, or we can work one out between the two of us. Anything in the general category of what I've listed as this thread's tags I should be down to at least hear about. If in doubt, it doesn't hurt to ask. I'm not particularly interested in fandoms, and the corner cases where I might by are not worth me listing the ones I would be interested in.
Suffice to say, I like vampires, morally-grey characters, magic, and anything generally edgy and/or fantastical. I'm a creature of simple pleasures.
Take a look at the prompts I've got below and shoot me a PM, and we can work something out! I can communicate over discord, but I am not yet sure I like RPing over it, as I have some issues with its archival quality for going back and reading old posts. I will do my best to be flexible!
S C I O N
Photep, the City of Light
Photep is the greatest city in the entire world. Possibly the only city, but the greatest all the same. It stands as a shining pinnacle of civilization. A monument to science, art, philosophy, and law. It is little wonder that it is known as the City of Light. Photep is your home. It has raised you as one of its own, regardless of whether you or those of your blood were born there. It has protected you, nurtured your talents, and now it will make you part of its legacy. For you are a Sorcerer, or at least, you soon will be.
Magic is a fairly common thing on the world of Ea. It suffuses the earth, the air, the seas, and every living thing that walks, swims, or flies. For this, Ea is both wondrous and dangerous. Strange beasts prowl the wastes outside the city walls, the weather is most vicious and unpredictable, and even the earth itself is known to upheave violently. It is little wonder then, why Photep may be the only city in all of Ea, and why it has become so great. Most people can, with practice, perform simple feats of magic. Before the founding of Photep, this was all people were ever capable of: petty witchcraft and parlor tricks. The Sorcerers of Photep are different; they cleave to the true magic, that which binds reality together, and decides the fate of men and gods. And in time, so shall you.
Today is the day of your commencement from the Pesedjet, the most prestigious learning institution in all of Photep. On this day, you ascend from your adolescence and begin your path toward maturity and mastery over magic. You and your fellow initiates will be inducted today into the Cults of Heka, the fellowships of Sorcerers that lawfully pursue the deepest mysteries of magic within Photep. You will be selected by a Sorcerer-Magus to begin your apprenticeship under their tutelage as Sorcerer-Novitiate, and be formally inducted into their Cult. From that point on, the Cult will be your home, your academy, your workplace, your family.
All stand ready. It is time for the commencement to begin. The five pyramids of the Heka provide no shade from Ea's harsh noonday sun, and a distant glimmer catches your eye. Standing high above all else, every tower and every pyramid, there it is: the Silver Tower. The symbol of he who has made all of this possible. The ruler and master of all of Photep since the day he founded it.
The Crimson King.
R E I G N I N H E L L
By mortal reckoning, it has been over six-thousand years since almighty GOD cast her rebel angels out of Heaven and into the pit of Hell. In the time since, the Fallen have been ruled by Satan, instigator of the War in Heaven and mightiest among their number. While his power and cruelty have kept the legions of Hell at heel for millennia, the Prince of Darkness has disappeared mysteriously, and the Throne of Hell sits empty. Hell's demonic inhabitants have not sat idle in his absence, and many already battle or scheme to seize the ice-throne of Cocytus for themselves. Meanwhile, the world of mankind sits on the precipice of oblivion, the Earth dark and poisoned, and human extinction looming close. Mankind has taken up desperate measures to save itself, or maintain control over their kin, and as a result, demons have never before walked the Earth in greater numbers. It is thought by many that whomever can assume control of the Earth's billions of human souls will easily be able to conquer any rival. As Hell revolts and the Earth slowly dies, Heaven sits silent, with neither GOD nor her loyal angels heard from in centuries.
Abandon all hope.
MORTAL BLADES
"The darkness is a part of the world. Light can keep it at bay, but the darkness can never be destroyed. It must be believed in. Dreaded. Feared. Shunned. Revered. Respected. Hated. Loathed. Worshiped. That is why it exists."
The spirit world is in turmoil, and its upheaval wreaks chaos upon the land. Ghosts, monsters, demons, whatever their name, their presence can be felt far and wide. Harvests spoil, homes mysteriously burn down, and the peasantry grows restless with unease. The elderly grow sick, livestock goes missing, and that unease becomes distress. A child vanishes, strange creatures appear at the forest edge, or someone becomes possessed, and panic breaks out.
The Emperor sits idle, a spoiled, ignorant aristocrat, and the power-hungry Shogun has taken advantage of the chaos to consolidate his command over the military elite. In their desperation, the people turn to the fringes of society and belief to avail them of their woes. Spiritual mediums, mystics, wizards... even monster hunters. These are exciting times for the underbelly of the supernatural world... if one has the skills to stay alive.
Mercenaries, privateers, rogues, freebooters, sellswords, corsairs, guns-for-hire, pirates. You've heard every appellation in the book for what you do. It's something that every man that sails the Void under no banner but his own must become accustomed to. The flouncing politicians of the Arc Luminous might look down their noses at you, and the tyrant-kings of the Crux Tenebre might brand you an outlaw, but when they need something dangerous done off the books, and the price is right, you're the one they'll call for.
The mighty voidship Nova Dawn has known many masters and many crews, but for now you call her home. Many are the races and creeds of the outlaws and mavericks that sail aboard her, but they are united by the common goals of wealth and adventure. Each man his own master, and architect of his own destiny. While the Nova Dawn is a formidable vessel, her true value lies in her ancient star-maps ands aetheric lexicon, a trove of secrets and mysteries dating back to the age of Dreaming Gods, before the destruction of the Astral Gate.
Time-lost treasures and secrets of the void await you. Let the adventure of an aeon begin.
Thanks again for checking in, and I hope to hear from you soon!
