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I dont feel like posting this in 1x1 though it is a 1x1 concept. I crave a rp where someone unstable stalks MC. A hard core obsession! I want it dark and mature themed. It can be any pairing though mxm and fxf are more desired.
A second idea is shy vulnerable MC is bullied YC in any setting or pairing. Maybe this could be a Stockholm situation, or taboo. I would prefer this to turn into a slow burn, love/hate relationship where YC like MC for some reason but due to social norms or maybe public opinion you cant out right admit to the attraction.
I am experienced and over 18+. If you have an RP idea please PM me. We all have lives outside this site I am no exception, any other questions please PM me.
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A second idea is shy vulnerable MC is bullied YC in any setting or pairing. Maybe this could be a Stockholm situation, or taboo. I would prefer this to turn into a slow burn, love/hate relationship where YC like MC for some reason but due to social norms or maybe public opinion you cant out right admit to the attraction.
I am experienced and over 18+. If you have an RP idea please PM me. We all have lives outside this site I am no exception, any other questions please PM me.
Thanks for stopping by.
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I knew it! XD
Banned @Raptra because three is my number.
Reintroduced with the feeling of a full stomach created an almost spiritual reason to brave the danger and get a free meal without the tracking, stalking, and running. The town had made hunting nearly impossible. The scent alone kept most of the deer away. Add that to the smell of smoke and the noise it was almost impossible to hunt. The only saving grace was the breeding rate of the local rabbit population. The stream nearby in the spring was a good place but only in the spring. Still the furless creature those humans had was pleasantly meaty. It couldn't hurt to get another one. The wolf waited resting lazily in the cover at the edge of the forest for night fall.
Now as the final ray of light slipped away behind the mountains night fell over the town. Checking the scent to make sure the prey was still there the wolf kept low to the ground moving cautiously closer to the fence. The scent became impossible to filter out. The wolf grew closer still. Everything was wrong. The fence was different the noises were different, even the ears on his head were perked and tried to warn him of the dangers. The wolf was such a large creature yet silent on the approach. Instinct urging it to run, yet the promise of food forcing him to stay. The sudden panic had the large creature turn and sprint back into the safety of the edge of the woods. A fairly strait line to the edge of the river. Stopping for a moment to rest and howl at missing an easy meal. A soft long howl. Resting on his stomach blinded by the sound of the water and smell of the town smoke. There had to be a family of rabbits that need thinning. There was just too much of a risk stealing food from the town. The humans changed everything. As long as they kept out of the forest then he would stay out of town.
Now as the final ray of light slipped away behind the mountains night fell over the town. Checking the scent to make sure the prey was still there the wolf kept low to the ground moving cautiously closer to the fence. The scent became impossible to filter out. The wolf grew closer still. Everything was wrong. The fence was different the noises were different, even the ears on his head were perked and tried to warn him of the dangers. The wolf was such a large creature yet silent on the approach. Instinct urging it to run, yet the promise of food forcing him to stay. The sudden panic had the large creature turn and sprint back into the safety of the edge of the woods. A fairly strait line to the edge of the river. Stopping for a moment to rest and howl at missing an easy meal. A soft long howl. Resting on his stomach blinded by the sound of the water and smell of the town smoke. There had to be a family of rabbits that need thinning. There was just too much of a risk stealing food from the town. The humans changed everything. As long as they kept out of the forest then he would stay out of town.
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Ali looked up at Raargorgathan. "Well if we dont need food or basic chemicals I suppose we could do a search for any raw materials to make repairs with?" She asked with a heavy questioning inflection in her voice. I mean food and water were the priorities yet Do we need anything as far as parts or materials? Does this vessel need some type of fuel? Do you have any surface vehicles to assist in the search?"
Even Bri needed to looked up at the giant reptilian. The ship would need repairs parts burn out or wear down eventually the unforeseen has even a twenty percent chance happening especially in the vastness of space. A ship would need fuel at least in some manner of emergency capacity. The laws of physics stated that matter energy conversion is always an unbalanced equation. If for whatever reason the ship would need to increase its normal travel speed then more fuel would be required. The ships fuel tanks weren't infinite. They would need more. "What are the current fuel levels at for the propulsion module? Is there quantities that can be found here on the surface?" Bri was monotone in her voice so it was hard to tell if it was a question or not.
Even Bri needed to looked up at the giant reptilian. The ship would need repairs parts burn out or wear down eventually the unforeseen has even a twenty percent chance happening especially in the vastness of space. A ship would need fuel at least in some manner of emergency capacity. The laws of physics stated that matter energy conversion is always an unbalanced equation. If for whatever reason the ship would need to increase its normal travel speed then more fuel would be required. The ships fuel tanks weren't infinite. They would need more. "What are the current fuel levels at for the propulsion module? Is there quantities that can be found here on the surface?" Bri was monotone in her voice so it was hard to tell if it was a question or not.
Banned because I was waiting for @Raptra!
It was true the farm had been ruined. When the family explained about the wolf and the damage. The story quickly grew into a demon that killed the family and destroyed their home, while blood could be seen along the trees for a mile! However the scene was a little more vanilla than the reports. The house was still standing and the family was walking around. The kids were feeding the farm animals the mother was making butter and the father and two sons were mending a broken fence.
When questioned further the father answered saying that a pig had been taken and there was some blood on the grass from the resulting struggle. The fence was in fact not very sturdy and the farmer was surprised this sort of thing had taken so long to happen. Seeing the huntress the man apologized for not taking better care of his livestock. He also promised to bring them into the barn at night to remove the temptation. The farmer did mention that the one pig that was stolen was about sixty pounds and showed the huntress the tracks left by the wolf. They did indeed match a wolf however these tracks were not normal. The first thing was these tracks were larger than a normal wolf. On the same size as an adult bear. It made sense, no ordinary lone wolf could have taken on a were bear. The weight difference alone would be more than enough to make any normal timber wolf flee.
It had all happened too fast and at night there was little light to really get a sense of the creatures size. Now in the day with a fresh print the gathered information all pulled Shamira down like a sand pit. The unavoidable conclusion that this was no ordinary wolf. A were wolf perhaps, maybe even a dire wolf, or forest guardian bestowed with a task by the goddess of the very nature that surrounded the small town. No doubt this wolf was large enough to not only hold its own against a were bear but defeat it and live! The huntress was certain there was only one creature last night. Now at the farm, no ordinary creature could carry sixty pounds off in the night. A normal wolf would lead a pack in, team up to kill a single pig and then leave the carcass while making off with large chunks. Nothing this wolf has done would be considered "normal" behavior. Maybe the wolf was a cursed person trying to survive? The thought of two different wolves in this size class was almost too much to believe. Undoubtedly two wolves would be more reports and sightings. The town was blessed with very few incidents. No raids, or weird creatures taking kids. Maybe it was worth looking into a bit further?
When questioned further the father answered saying that a pig had been taken and there was some blood on the grass from the resulting struggle. The fence was in fact not very sturdy and the farmer was surprised this sort of thing had taken so long to happen. Seeing the huntress the man apologized for not taking better care of his livestock. He also promised to bring them into the barn at night to remove the temptation. The farmer did mention that the one pig that was stolen was about sixty pounds and showed the huntress the tracks left by the wolf. They did indeed match a wolf however these tracks were not normal. The first thing was these tracks were larger than a normal wolf. On the same size as an adult bear. It made sense, no ordinary lone wolf could have taken on a were bear. The weight difference alone would be more than enough to make any normal timber wolf flee.
It had all happened too fast and at night there was little light to really get a sense of the creatures size. Now in the day with a fresh print the gathered information all pulled Shamira down like a sand pit. The unavoidable conclusion that this was no ordinary wolf. A were wolf perhaps, maybe even a dire wolf, or forest guardian bestowed with a task by the goddess of the very nature that surrounded the small town. No doubt this wolf was large enough to not only hold its own against a were bear but defeat it and live! The huntress was certain there was only one creature last night. Now at the farm, no ordinary creature could carry sixty pounds off in the night. A normal wolf would lead a pack in, team up to kill a single pig and then leave the carcass while making off with large chunks. Nothing this wolf has done would be considered "normal" behavior. Maybe the wolf was a cursed person trying to survive? The thought of two different wolves in this size class was almost too much to believe. Undoubtedly two wolves would be more reports and sightings. The town was blessed with very few incidents. No raids, or weird creatures taking kids. Maybe it was worth looking into a bit further?
((TBC))
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