Jiskastya

This, That, and The Other Thing ~ PopeAlessandros x Jiskastya

Okay. Ideas that got a spark out of me. Ones I marked with ***** are ones where I have a plot I created a while ago that lines up with what you said almost exactly.

Warrior x Mage *****
God x Mortal (If I could play the god)
Detective x “Bad Guy” *****
Alien x Human
Death x Mortal (If I could play death)
Dark Half x Light Half (For some reason, my brain jumped to the idea of dissociative identity disorder. Which would make a very, very odd plot. But potentially interesting)
Accidental Hero x Fated Protector *****
Prince/King x Vampire (IICB the vampire)
In a land where people abandon their children to be raised in the wild as a natural part of their lives, a pair of twins are separated at birth, each selected by a different monster to be raise. They grow up, raised by these beasts less than a mile apart, separated by a wide river. One day one of the twins rescues the other from the river after a storm and they decide to travel together, with their beloved monsters at their sides to aid them in their journeys.

A creature is lurking through the streets at night, killing at random. A seasoned cop is hot on it's trail having tracked it across country. A talented young officer is assigned to the case, their keen eyes and powers of observation helping to point the cops in the right direction. The veterann at first takes issue with being assigned a greeny, but the vet soon starts to realize that it's more than natural talent guiding this young one. The newbie has a gift, and it's time to give it a workout. (IICB the newbie)

They have been hunted to near extinction. Where once they lived, in harmony with the local human tribes, they now must hide and scavenge where they can. As some of the last remaining members of the monster tribe, the small group of creatures must find a place to call their own. Lead by a strong fighter they pass through the human lands. There they come across a human who sympathizes with their plight and decides to travel with them, aiding them when and where possible. But the queen's royal hunters have been dispatched, and it's only a matter of time before they find the wayward band.

I'm sure there are others, but I ran out of reading patience.

Penny in the Well (Jiskastya x Igraine)

Well, that feels remarkably dissatisfying after that wonderful, dramatic post you just wrote, but it sets the scene, and therefore serves its purpose.

Penny in the Well (Jiskastya x Igraine)

Atlantic City was the Las Vegas of the East Coast, and when his plane touched down in the Atlantic City International Airport, Ethan stepped out into the terminal like a king returning to his palace. It had taken him a great deal of consideration before he had returned to the East Coast. The anonymity of the west, the massive open spaces and the spread out towns, had served him well for three months as he hid from the FBI. Unconsciously, Ethan had found himself reluctant to leave it. He had stayed in Vegas for the first couple of days, blowing most of the last of Sampson’s money in case Tanner should get curious and look for a paper trail, before bouncing all across the great state of Nevada, up through the Indian reservations of Utah, New Mexico, Colorado, and Wyoming, and then going east.

He had turned around at the edge of the Mississippi river, and made it two states back to the west before he realized what exactly he was doing. He had spent a restless night in a cheap hotel, unwilling to head east, but reluctant to return to the west. It felt like giving in.

It took him the rest of the night to figure out what heading west would be “giving in” to. Eventually, he was forced to conclude that it would be giving in to his own paranoia. He consciously knew he was done, but subconsciously he just couldn’t believe it.

Flying to Atlantic City was, to him, a little bit like spitting in the hand of the devil. If any sort of retribution was going to find him, it would find him there. He was proving to himself that, once and for all, the matter was over. He knew his fears were senseless and baseless, and the only way he was ever going to get rid of them was confronting them head on.

THe city welcomed him with open arms. Tourism was its entire business, and every street, every shop, every individual there lived and breathed consumerism. For the right price anything could be bought in that city.

He spent the night in a high-end hotel, reveling in the luxury and unconcerned about the cost. He’d make it all back up and then some tomorrow, when he visited one of the city’s casinos. That night, he slept like a babe. The sky had not fallen on him when he stepped off the plane, the police had not been waiting around every corner, ready to jump him as soon as they caught a glimpse. He was safe.

Ethan slept late the next morning, taking a long, luxurious shower before ordering room service and a bottle of champaign. By the time he left his room it was early afternoon. There was still several hours to kill before the casinos really came to life, so Ethan took a cab down to the boardwalk. Of all the things that had changed during his flight from Bree, one thing had remained the same. He still loved the water.

THe boardwalk was bright and comfortable, filled with a bustle of happy people, and lined by brightly colored shops that begged to be entered and examined. The waves from the Atlantic Ocean rolled up the beach between the two piers, leaving a froth on the dark sand. Ethan stood with his back to the various shops, staring out towards the water. On the beach, a number of families had gathered. Their young children flirted with the waves, while some of the older ones built a sandcastle. A light breeze tousled his hair, and Ethan let out a small, content sigh.

He was safe. There was nothing in New England to fear.

This, That, and The Other Thing ~ PopeAlessandros x Jiskastya

I have no idea where your menagerie is, or how to get there. But I'll look it over. I don't know if I'll take any of it, I tend to like to have a hand in the initial creation of the story ideas, but it could spark some inspiration.

This, That, and The Other Thing ~ PopeAlessandros x Jiskastya

Yeah. Okay. Lets try again. We probably want a brand new thread? A clean slate, per se?

This, That, and The Other Thing ~ PopeAlessandros x Jiskastya

We are both compatible with Inara or the same reason that we aren't as compatible. She is content to follow. We both take point, and she inserts pieces that bring the story and the world to life. But we are both dominant roleplayers, and the directions that we instinctively try and take stories don't line up. Our ideas on what is and is not necessary for the world, our ideas of magic, our ideas of people, our need to set down details or leave things open ended, somehow they always seem to be opposite. If we try and lay down everything in advance so that we both know what we need to know it takes so long and goes back and forth so much that it seems to become impossible. If we leave things open ended we wander in different directions with different beliefs, and then when one of us realizes this we are forced to realign, and we go back and forth until one of us gets frustrated enough to fold to the other's wishes.

I want to fix it, because I know I'm one of the most talented RPers most people come across. And that may sound vain, but it means when I find a partnership that gets me to think and to push my ideas a little bit, I want to keep it. But at the same time, I don't know if "fixing it" is possible. I've had to learn really quickly whether a story is going to work or not, because most of the time my partners abandon me quickly, and when I find myself consistently postponing my replies, no matter how many or how few posts there are, I know that something isn't working.

Maybe we should just... try again. Completely start over, and be willing to commit to starting over as many times as needed until we find something that we both fully understand, and we are both fully comfortable with. Something that... works.

Penny in the Well (Jiskastya x Igraine)

Boy. Sorry. I knew that, just forgot.

Human trafficking is just fine. They are basically set up for it already, so it wouldn't be that big of a step. That could be why the FBI is suddenly so especially eager to stop them, and why they won't let Bree and Tanner off the case until they do.

I have a... general plan, written off the scenes I wrote over the summer. It is basically setting Tanner up to become a pretty major antagonist of this story, and setting up a final scene where Bree and Ethan get hosed down with several semiautomatic rifles, but don't get hit. For the most part, I'm just going to let this go and see what happens, since I don't think anything could break this idea too bad (I did my best to leave it wide open) but if it does break, I'll let you know.

I'll get you a reply... soon. I can never leave this sitting for long.

Penny in the Well (Jiskastya x Igraine)

Not really, but it probably wouldn't hurt to figure it out. I imagined them as being based in the Massachusetts area, and being big in importing nasty exotic things, exporting nasty local things, and the like. They'd have ties through a good chunk of the eastern US, and are probably looking to up their business into something... more. Iunno. We can work out the rest of the details as we continue.

Finding the girl is, in my head, going to be about a third of the way through this particular arc. It is going to be the "big break" that gets Tanner really suspicious, and ultimately causes him to... "find" Ethan, for want of a better word. The three of them will figure out something else, and then ultimately arrest the mob boss. Nice and vague, but a general idea. Does that sound good to you?

What would you like me to do for my post? Should I set the location where Bree will find Ethan? Something else?

This, That, and The Other Thing ~ PopeAlessandros x Jiskastya

I'm sorry, Pope. I don't know if I can do this anymore. You are a very interesting person to talk to, and you are certainly a very nice and polite guy, but our roleplaying styles are so monumentally different that we conflict at practically every turn, and meeting halfway just means we are both dissatisfied. We've both tried so hard, but it doesn't seem to have gotten any better from the moment when we first met.

You can fight to keep me, if you truly consider it worth it. And I'll probably stay. But I can't just keep pretending that we... work.

This, That, and The Other Thing ~ PopeAlessandros x Jiskastya

There is a mountain range running through New York. But I get your point all the same. So long as you keep a generally consistent geography with reality (not putting Chicago next to an ocean, putting New York City on top of the tallest mountain in the country, etc) I wouldn't mind. Just don't necessarily expect me to do the same.

God. Maybe we should just do that.