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Disclaimer: The majority of my Batman knowledge extends as far as the Christian Bale movies. BUT--if you are patient, I'm willing to learn. I'm more than happy to conduct research where research is needed.

Me:
- 27F
- Multi-para, third-person, past tense
- EST Time Zone
- Google Docs for writing, Discord for ooc chatting

What I can offer you:
- detailed replies three times per week (or more)
- occasionally hilarious characters
- friendship~

You:
- 21+
- willing to provide a writing sample
- experienced roleplayer/writer
- friendly af
- in possession of DC knowledge superior to my own

I want a friend as well as writing partner. I want to get to know you and have some fun coming up with scene ideas and discussing character development. I can commit to around 3 replies per week, but I want to be able to just shoot the shit in between and hear how your day is going. Roleplaying is my main social outlet (is that weird?).

The Plot:

"And what qualifications have you?"

"Well, I was a nanny to five small children for several years before this, which I'm told is exactly the necessary experience for handling a single ahem eccentric bachelor."

So what's this plot idea I have in mind? Well, to begin with, I ask you---is there a more iconic DC duo than Batman and Alfred? (You thought I was going to say Robin, didn't you?)

BUT WHAT IF Batman didn't have his trusty butler sidekick? What if Alfred became sick or injured or otherwise incapacitated and Batman needed to replace him for an indefinite period of time? And what if Alfred's replacement came in the form of a well-put-together, exceptionally sassy young woman?

Admittedly, I am kind of stealing the idea from the Iron Man/Pepper Potts pairing, but work with me here.

My idea is that this story will involve adventure, intrigue, the forming of the close bonds of friendship, and maybe even a little slow-burn romance (actually this is non-negotiable, I just said this for dramatic effect).

...aaaand that's the gist. Obviously this is still very much up for discussion. For my part, I would like to play she-butler, and you would play Bruce Wayne.

Message me if interested~ My Discord is Dandelo#8313.
CLOSED - 02/02/2019

Hello there~ Call me Dandelo. :D I'm looking for one partner/friend for a long-term roleplay.

What I'm looking for:
- +18 F partners (who are willing to play both male and female characters)
- MxF romance
- A long-term story written in Google Docs, third-person/past-tense
- Friendly OOC chat over Discord
- Extensive plotting
- Interesting, flawed characters

What I can offer you:
- Friendship!
- A minimum of three or four (decent-sized) paragraphs per reply
- At least one reply every other day
- Characters who are sometimes hilarious
- Sample writing upon request
- Pictures of my pets

Settings/Characters of Interest:
This is probably a bit of a long shot, but I'd really like to find a partner for a Phantom of the Opera roleplay. I have some experience playing Erik (my version is generally based off of the musical rather than the book), but find that I have been playing male characters quite a bit lately. I'd like to find someone who is either willing to play Erik opposite my OC, or who is willing to double. I have some ideas for how the doubling would work, but please feel free to bring your own ideas!

Interested?
PM me with--
- blurb about yourself
- any ideas you might have for this story

...then we'll possibly move to Discord if things work out. It should be noted that I really enjoy plotting out a story in quite a bit of detail and would like for my partner to work with me to develop the main characters a little before we begin. I intend for this to be long-term, of course.

Erik Sample:
The production of Ernani was still in its early stages, but Erik could already see that it would likely be a complete disaster. The casting was dismal at best, given that the Populaire had lost its one best hope for greatness in Christine Daae--now long gone from Paris, if Erik had to guess. His beloved pupil had been gifted both by God and himself with the splendid voice that surely would have carried her far had she not chosen to forsake fame for fortune (and love, he grudgingly amended). His gifts of music had touched her soul, but not her heart, it seemed. With her rushed departure, he had once more been plunged back into the dark loneliness that settled in the belly of the Opera House. He had watched the place burn and had been certain of his own demise--but the universe had different designs for him.

At this moment he sat concealed within the blessed darkness of Box Five for the sole purpose of witnessing the depths to which the accursed managers would sink to help fund the rebuilding of the Opera House. In one hand he clutched his mask, and in the other a drink. He had never been particularly keen on alcohol, but found he could not eat with Christine's absence weighing so heavily upon his heart. Even the news of the Populaire's imminent rebirth could not raise him from the depths of his despair and that was months ago. Still he suffered, unable to create beauty as he once had done, unable to groom the members of the Opera, to guide them as the good shepherd he once believed himself to be. His muse had left him for another, better man, and he was entirely crushed by the fact. He frequently found himself wondering if she was happy wherever she was, and if she ever thought of him.

Erik was not a small man. Tall and broad in the shoulders, he barely fit comfortably in the plush seats of his box. He wore a black wig to conceal his thin, wispy white hair, but he might have been very handsome were it not for the matter of his shocking deformity. The entire right side of his face was horribly disfigured and seemed to resemble a skull. His skin was pale almost to the point of translucency, giving him still more the appearance of a ghost or dead man. His eyes, however, were golden and glittering like twin flames. If one could bring herself to look past his decided ugliness, one would find that his eyes held a tremendous amount of intelligence. They were eyes that had seen all manner of horrors, but also beauty in its purest form.

He gazed down at the stage where the players were gathered and reviewing their scenes, and could only roll his eyes. Why had he left the comfort and seclusion of his home by the lake for this nonsense? What had he hoped to gain except to infuriate himself with the inadequacy of the Opera's remaining singers and dancers? He had neither the strength nor the desire to correct them, but the imperfections still bothered him greatly. He downed the last of his drink and stifled a cough as the bitter taste ran down the back of his throat and into his empty, waiting stomach.

Allegedly the new patron was to make an appearance today. Perhaps he had thought to catch a glimpse of the Populaire's "new hope."
Bump~
CLOSED - 02/08/2019

Hello there~ Call me Dandelo. :D I'm looking for one partner/friend for a long-term roleplay.

What I'm looking for:
- +18 F partners (who are willing to play both male and female characters)
- MxF romance
- A long-term story written in Google Docs, third-person/past-tense
- Friendly OOC chat over Discord
- Extensive plotting
- Interesting, flawed characters

What I can offer you:
- Friendship!
- A minimum of three or four (decent-sized) paragraphs per reply
- At least one reply every other day
- Characters who are sometimes hilarious
- Sample writing upon request
- Pictures of my pets

Settings/Characters of Interest:
At the moment I have an idea for a story that would be set around 1948 in Hollywood, CA. My character is a swarthy, stubborn producer with a checkered past, and yours could be anything! Maybe the up-and-coming starlet he selects for his next movie or even his estranged wife! This story is definitely up for discussion, so come prepared to plot! See the prompt at the end of this ad for an idea of what I have in mind.

Interested?
PM me with--
- blurb about yourself
- any ideas you might have for this story
- maybe a response to my prompt?

...then we'll possibly move to Discord if things work out. It should be noted that I really enjoy plotting out a story in quite a bit of detail and would like for my partner to work with me to develop the main characters a little before we begin. I intend for this to be long-term, of course.

A willingness to do research so we're somewhat historically accurate is always a plus.

Prompt:
The Golden Canary was a fixture on the Sunset Strip, with its high, white stucco facade shaped in the tiered, art deco style that had been so popular in the 1920’s when it was built. A flashing, red and black sign was mounted over the big, glass double doors that led into the lobby, a fluttering bird perched over the word ‘canary,’ which was written in a graceful script. Starting at 5:00PM sharp, the sign blazed into life, alerting passerby that the business was open to guests--but only certain guests. The club was a fairly exclusive one, patronized by only Hollywood’s finest. They would roll up in the circular drive that curled around the front of the establishment, slide out of their fine, new cars, and walk the red carpet that led inside with many a tuxedoed host to greet them.

The lobby, also styled in art deco, was large and circular with a glittering tile floor and a raised, dome-shaped ceiling that culminated in a crystal chandelier. The walls were papered in a dark, dusty purple patterned with golden leaves and geometric lines, and framed by dark wood paneling. A matching dark wood host stand sat to one side of the lobby, near the large double doors that led into the dining room. Two hostesses stood behind the stand dressed in identical black and white dresses, their hair similarly styled with large curls perched on top of their heads and smaller curls tumbling down the sides and onto their shoulders. They smiled brilliantly to each guest who entered and cheerfully led them to their tables--for each regular guest had a preferred table to which they always expected to be led.

The dining room was large and oval-shaped. The floor, dark wood like the paneling around the outer walls, was tiered like that of a theater with rows of circular booths lining each level. Large columns rose up from the booths at intervals and were styled to look like royal palm trees, their graceful fronds obscuring the domed ceiling above in the atmospheric dimness. The booths themselves were plush, padded with dusty purple cushions and lit by small lamp fixtures with dusty purple shades which provided low, warm, yellow light in the otherwise darkened room. Directly across from the entryway, situated at the lowest point of the room spread a rounded stage from which rows of smaller tables radiated like a sun. The space around the stage could be cleared to create a dancefloor, but tonight it provided additional seating for the influx of guests in attendance.

This evening was one of a handful over which the Canary had managed to book the ever-popular Ella Fitzgerald to perform. It was a fairly momentous occasion, for the Canary had never before allowed a colored singer to perform on their stage. Many among their regulars were great fans of Miss Fitzgerald and had submitted reservations with the express purpose of hearing her sing that very evening. The Canary anticipated an even larger turn-out than their usual packed Friday nights and had planned accordingly with the extra tables and seating, as well as additional hostesses and waiters, many of whom could be seen hurrying about from table to table delivering drinks from the bar in the back of the room.

Miss Fitzgerald was not scheduled to perform until 7:00PM that evening, but already the dining room was filled with expectant guests. At one booth, situated near the front at the edge of the dancefloor and a little to the left of the stage, sat one man in particular. Even while seated he seemed a little taller than average, and was dressed in a grey suit of Italian make which accentuated the breadth of his shoulders. The swarthy tint of his skin and his coal-black hair, eyebrows, and close-clipped mustache all hinted at his father’s Southern European heritage. The only remnant of his Irish mother were the piercing, wide-set, grey eyes that flickered with a dangerous intelligence in the dimness. Something about his eyes spoke of knowledge and awareness well beyond his thirty-five years.

He was “Mr. Castillo” to those who knew him a little, “Cain” to those who knew him well, and “Tony” only to anyone who wished to receive an icy glare and a sharp word. He was also the founder and owner of Castillo Films, his production company. It was his fame as a leading actor in the mid to late 1930s that had propelled the success of his company, but he maintained his fame even as a producer--it was clear by his table’s proximity to the stage, and by the fact that his table was populated by several doting young women, all several years younger than he.

Cain was often surrounded by beautiful women, despite the common knowledge that he had been married these eight years past to the famed ballerina, Evelyn Miller. His courtship and subsequent engagement to the elegant Miss Miller had been a passionate, whirlwind affair, and highly publicized when it came to light in the winter of 1939. They had met at the premier of one of his most popular films and he had fallen hard and fast for her serious, emerald eyes. It had been obvious in the way he had paraded her about to various events and clubs after their marriage in 1940 that he was exceedingly proud of his catch, and she always seemed just as charmed and enamored of him. It was only after he returned from the War--discharged in 1943 to recover from the serious injuries he had sustained, and a changed man--that their seemingly perfect marriage appeared to fall to pieces around them. By the summer of 1944 and merely a year after his return, it was known that they were separated and had been ever since. Rumors, however, suggested that Cain was still very much in love with his estranged wife.

As it was, he seemed content to let his glamorous female guests (whose names he had not bothered to remember) chatter amongst themselves, not interested enough to join in their conversation. The girls seemed to know instinctively not to try to engage their host in small talk lest they receive a condescending glance or remark, and were well aware that they served only one purpose in being present at Mr. Castillo’s table--ornamentation.

Cain, himself, was content simply to listen to the jazz band that played on stage in the interlude, lazily smoking a cigarette and sipping from a highball glass filled with whiskey. His expression was relatively relaxed and it would have been difficult for a casual observer to say what went on inside his head.
Seeking one more partner.
Added a new character. Seeking one more partner~
CLOSED - 02/08/2019

Hello there~ Call me Dandelo. :D I'm looking for one (maybe two) partner/friend for a long-term roleplay.

What I'm looking for:
- +18 F partners (who are willing to play both male and female characters)
- MxF romance
- A long-term story written in Google Docs, third-person/past-tense
- Friendly OOC chat over Discord
- Extensive plotting
- Interesting, flawed characters

What I can offer you:
- Friendship!
- A minimum of three or four (decent-sized) paragraphs per reply
- At least one reply every other day
- Characters who are sometimes hilarious
- Sample writing upon request
- Pictures of my pets

Settings/Characters of Interest:
At the moment I have three characters I'd kind of like to exercise.

The first is a five-century-old (immortal) mage with a dark past and a prickly personality (intended for Medieval Fantasy settings). He thinks of everything in transactions, is super awkward around women, and has no idea what to do with anyone younger than 16. Romantic interests must be at least 21.

Potential pairings:
Mage x Queen/Princess (Arranged Marriage?)
Mage x Mage
Mage x Witch
Mage x Mythical Creature

The second is a charming, Southern gentleman werewolf (could be used in modern or historical settings). I modeled him after Rhett Butler, so think dashing, stubborn, selfish, passionate, and too smart for his own good. I've written him as part of a pack and as a loner. He can fit into just about any role, but I usually write him as a wealthy bachelor. Romantic interests must be at least 21.

Potential Pairings:
Werewolf x Human
Werewolf x Werewolf
Werewolf x Vampire
Werewolf x Witch

Now the third one I am working on is a new character--a male dragon--that I would really love to try out. I'm looking for a partner who wouldn't mind helping me shape him (as of right now, I only have a very rough idea for him). I can tell you what ideas I have if you are interested. Romantic interests must be at least 18.

Potential Pairings:
Dragon x Rider
Dragon x Dragon
Dragon x Queen/Princess
Dragon x Knight

I would really like to find female characters to play opposite, and would really enjoy having quick-reply roleplays in our OOC chat to plot out their interactions and scenes (I can go into more detail about this if it is confusing).

Interested?
Please PM me with a little blurb about yourself and which of my characters you'd like to hear more about! We can exchange writing samples and then move to Discord if we seem compatible. :D
CLOSED - 02/08/2019

Introduction
Hello there! I go by Dandelo on some sites and Sun Fox on others, but you are welcome to call me by either nickname! I'm a 27-year-old woman (girl?) who has been roleplaying for a little over fifteen years (I got my start on Neopets) and who has recently gotten back into it after a few months' hiatus. I'm eager to find one or two long-term writing partners who can double as internet friends.

So what is my writing style, you might wonder. Well, I'll tell you! Generally speaking, I write in the third-person, past tense as it feels the most natural to me. I would consider myself "intermediate" in skill-level and make a point of providing at least three decent paragraphs per response (more for introductions).

I'm fairly laid back about the reply frequency I expect from my partners, but I try to make at least one reply per day during the week (usually in the mornings). My weekend availability varies, but I am available for casual chat pretty much every day. I do enjoy plotting character interactions over chat (I think this is called "quick-reply"?). My preferred mediums are Google Docs and Email for writing, and Discord or Google Hangouts for chat.

Prospective Partners
I do have a few guidelines for prospective partners that I will outline below. I'm afraid they make me sound a little rigid, but I promise that I am really laid back.

- Be +21, please.
- Accept that I only write MxF pairings.
- Be willing to write as either male or female characters as needed.
- Be open to plotting/world-building as needed.
- Understand that romance is necessary (but doesn't have to be the main plot).
- Be friendly and respectful.

Roleplaying is both my main creative outlet and my main source of friends. I want us both to have fun with this and I promise not to put a ton of pressure on you to make replies every day or anything like that. I really do want to chat with you and hear about how your day is going!

Genres of Interest
Medieval Fantasy
God(dess)/Mortal
Royalty/Commoner
Royalty/Knight
Royalty/Mythical Creature
Mage/Commoner
(These are just a few ideas I came up with off the top of my head. I also have an OC mage I really enjoy playing. Let me know if you are interested in hearing about him!)

The Phantom of the Opera
Erik/OC Dancer
Erik/OC Singer
Erik/OC Patroness
Erik/OC Manager
(This is far and away my favorite fandom. I enjoy playing both as Erik as well as an OC opposite him. It's worth noting that I do prefer playing him against OC's rather than Christine.)

Gone With the Wind
Rhett/Scarlett
Rhett/OC
(Full Disclaimer: I have never actually roleplayed this one. I would love the opportunity to try my hand at Rhett Butler or Scarlett, though!)


...I am also starting to get into the concept of "Southern Gothic" too, so let me know if that interests you!


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