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“And at home by the fire, whenever you look up there I shall be -
and whenever I look up, there will be you.”




I’ll preface this post by stating that I am a female writer who is both comfortable and capable of writing characters of either gender. To that end, I am hoping to write as the male role in the following prompt.

A decent grasp of literacy and grammar is all I ask for, along with the capability of pushing the plot forward with dynamic and substantial posts. I will return the favour of course; my posts range in length, according to present IC activity, but will always be consistently detailed. I am always reachable for drafting ideas and general chatter, but do prefer to keep things on-site.

Adult content is very much optional and I am happy to fade to black if that is your preference. However, for my own comfort, I am only open to writing with adults over the age of eighteen.

Now, for the plot itself:




With the steady decline of agricultural economy, the early 20th century saw a boom of arranged marriages between English barons and the daughters of their rich American counterparts. The acquisition of wealthy in-laws provided extra security for their estate, and allowed for them to invest in physical stocks across the pond.

One such lord follows a similar route, albeit without planning to do so. Following an excursion to the Americas to visit extended family, he speaks briefly of his financial tethers to an American man on the ferry, who in turn tells him of a friend-of-a-friend’s interest in making investments over in England.

The man in question is the owner of a newly franchised meat cannery, who encountered his fortune following the American economic boom. The lucky butcher is less refined than the English lord, but they come to a friendly agreement, and the former agrees to marry his eldest daughter to him. The two do not meet, but she is placed on a ferry to England in the months that followed.

The lord is a slightly older gentleman, stiff and proper, and seemingly uninterested in the romance of marriage. He is kind and is assuring of her quality of life, but remains very formal with her. She, on the other hand, is the creative sort; adventurous and poetic, determined to make the best of the future. She is enamoured by the history and aesthetic of his estate and makes a point of involving herself with the ranch and sheep farm, integrating with the house servants and ranchers alike.

She is fond of him, despite everything, and if she is to live her days out with him she is intent on making him love her in return. His development is slow-burning, and his gestures begin small. He starts by bringing gifts home from his trips to town, including books containing ghost stories that he otherwise believes to be ludicrous. He might even start to entertain them, listening to her read them aloud with mild humour.



All in all, I hope to write out the drama and intrigue that would follow an American bachelorette as she works to settle in a wealthy English estate. I will build a small cast around the main pair, to bring the setting to life and open up avenues for subplots and twists.

If this interests you, do throw a message my way!




† BLӨӨD MΛCHINES †


The name of Earth is printed in history; faded in ink and long-forgotten, with mankind doomed to scatter the void-wastes of distant space.

Despite the Federation’s ongoing effort to combat it, piracy plagues the lesser-known rifts between planetoid colonies and renders every outward journey unsafe. Inadequately guarded shuttles often fall victim to one-sided dogfights, stripped and looted of their merchandise, with their wrecks cast amidst streams of asteroids and debris.

Docking routinely on the disputed territory of Planet-0098, one such pirate attends a confluence with a retired pilot and old family friend. They share rumours and tales, as they often did, and the withering man speaks of an uncharted moon he had surveyed while en-route. He describes an ancient graveyard; a battleground landscaped by countless shipwrecks, bearing alien structural qualities that seemed vaguely reminiscent of present-day shuttles.

The pirate, seeing financial opportunity, thanks him for the information, but the man warns against his ambition.





“A man my age holds certain beliefs.”


He recounts stories told by his grandfather; of endless fleets of warships, each of which bearing a living soul as its engine. The thought of it is eerie for certain, but pirates are seldom deterred by moral disputes and the prattling of old men.

The pirate and his entourage set out on their expedition, but their descent towards the moon’s surface goes awry. Dust storms and sheet lightening disrupt digital protocols, and their landing is grave; an unfortunate crash to the dirt, and a hull shredded into disrepair.

To make things worse, the Federation are on their way.

A desperate scuffle through dust-laden wastes ensues, leading to flashlight beam being pointed towards the scarred remains of unfamiliar vessels. Each was as alien as the old pilot had implied, and most had long reduced to their shells. In one such hollowed ship, some time was spent studying the sight of a humanoid skeleton, which had been chained and suspended unnervingly within the engine bay.

Time and hope waned against the approach of lights in the sky-canopy overhead, interrupted only by the discovery of a mostly intact vessel, which had been partly buried beneath ancient rubble. To their joy, the interior revealed itself to be almost immaculate – if incredibly dusty – and very similar to the control systems of standard scouting shuttles. A desperate kick-start and a sickly whirr followed soon after, with its new inhabitants rendered stunned that the engine still throttled despite its age and condition.

But their attempted escape was clumsy, with the ship creaking from disuse and bearing systems far more advanced than they ever could have anticipated. Federal ships lingered overhead with justified malice towards the posse of space-pirates, followed by the flurry of laser-fire as the pirates in question attempted to break through the line and back into the void above.

A thermal beam sliced and wounded the hull. One of the pirates said that they could smell blood, though none could place it.





“Your will is mine.”


Suddenly, the ship shudders; a quivering rise to life, as all manual controls seize their function and lock into automation. The hull compresses and warps, and the throttle exerts thrust and direction unlike anything the pirates have ever witnessed, weaving between advanced Federation mechs with the ease of a snake at light-speed.

In time, they are free; suspended in mid-space, off the grid and into the silence of the void. Manual controls resume and the pirates are left to recover, stunned and bruised from being thrown around by their out-of-control vessel.

Remembering the words of the old pilot, they venture to the innermost guts of the ship, and pry open the metal sheets that conceal the womb of its engine bay.

The visage of a woman is suspended in a blood red chamber, with both body and mind bound to the very bones of the ship. She is an echo of history; the last known remnant of an all-female race of transhumans, purposed for the flawless navigation of worlds beyond. In time long lost, such constructs had been dubbed as BLOOD MACHINES.





THE COSMIC OPERA


Welcome to a colourful, 80’s space-faring sabbatical.

A mismatched posse of pirates and gun-slinging fools accidentally acquire an ancient spacecraft that is far more potent than any one of them could have imagined. The Federation wants it, as does every other bandit bastard, and its discovery opens up a bizarre conspiracy into alien and neo-religious prophecy.

As the premise features a small cast of recurring characters, I’m looking for a partner who is willing to conjure up a well-rounded, believable retinue of side characters alongside their mains. I will be doing the same, as well as taking on the role of the ship’s sentient consciousness. This world is full of esoteric, xeno mystery, that brings every opportunity to life to its expansive colonies.

Summary out of the way, I have a handful of expectations:

  • 18+ partners only. Smut or no, this is for my own comfort.
  • Explicit themes are neither required nor expected. I will only write smut as a plot device, and for an expansive plot such as this I am happy to leave it out in its entirety. Let me know your stance beforehand!
  • On-site only. I do not write over discord, docs, or any such external site. Sorry! PMs are my default medium, but I will happily write clean content over threads.
  • Talk to me! Actively plotting out-of-character makes up a good portion of the fun. Staying in contact helps maintain a good in-character pace.


Do throw a PM my way if this catches even an inkling of your interest!

(& thank you, Carpenter Brut, for the grave inspiration.)


prompts added, so small bump.

getting started on all responses in the meantime. xox
This looks very sweet. I’ll put through an application for Honey, shortly.

(edit) One Honey, for consideration!


𝙈𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙚. 𝙏𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙩.

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Salutations.

I’m Ranni, an experienced writer who is new to this particular forum but eager to set up a number of fresh storylines. I’m a connoisseur of darker, grittier environments and have a strong affinity for world-building. I prefer to keep RT introductions concise as to not lose any potential interest, so I’ll move ahead by marking up the baseline for what I’m looking for:

  • 18+ Partners. Smut or no, this is for my own comfort, and is non-negotiable.
  • Literacy & Effort. I fancy myself an advanced writer, able to consistently produce decently written and plot-pushing posts for my partners. I only ask for the same level of effort in return.
  • MxF Pairings Only. For now! I am female IRL, but can comfortably play either role. Just ask.
  • On-site Only. I strongly prefer to keep RP within private messages. I am, however, open to discord for spitfire plotting. OOC bantering is favourable — I promise I’m not quite as dry as this thread might make me seem.
  • Optional Smut. This is entirely partner-dependant. I will only write smut as a plot device, as and when it fits naturally into the scene. My limits regarding such are few and far between, and I am comfortable with the darker corners of adult content, should they arise.


Tropes & Archetypes.
These are characters I love playing both as and against. This list will absolutely expand over time.





Settings & Fandoms.
Original settings and fandom universes. I prefer to use original AUs for the latter.




Plot bunnies.
Short prompts to kindle ideas.



More will be added over time. Reach out to me with any and all ideas!

𝙈𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙚. 𝙏𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙩.

___________________________________________________________________________


Salutations.

I’m Ranni, an experienced writer who is new to this particular forum but eager to set up a number of fresh storylines. I’m a connoisseur of darker, grittier environments and have a strong affinity for world-building. I prefer to keep RT introductions concise as to not lose any potential interest, so I’ll move ahead by marking up the baseline for what I’m looking for:

  • 18+ Partners. Smut or no, this is for my own comfort, and is non-negotiable.
  • Literacy & Effort. I fancy myself an advanced writer, able to consistently produce decently written and plot-pushing posts for my partners. I only ask for the same level of effort in return.
  • MxF Pairings Only. For now! I am female IRL, but can comfortably play either role. Just ask.
  • On-site Only. I strongly prefer to keep RP within private messages. I am, however, open to discord for spitfire plotting. OOC bantering is favourable — I promise I’m not quite as dry as this thread might make me seem.
  • Optional Smut. This is entirely partner-dependant. I will only write smut as a plot device, as and when it fits naturally into the scene. My limits regarding such are few and far between, and I am comfortable with the darker corners of adult content, should they arise.


Tropes & Archetypes.
These are characters I love playing both as and against. This list will absolutely expand over time.





Settings & Fandoms.
Original settings and fandom universes. I prefer to use original AUs for the latter.




Plot bunnies.
Short prompts to kindle ideas.



More will be added over time. Reach out to me with any and all ideas!
In Hi. 3 mos ago Forum: Introduce Yourself
Hi, I’m Ranni. I’m a connoisseur of fantasy writing and spooky shit. I found this forum during a google espionage, and figured I’d throw my weight in.

This is a horribly concise introduction, since beyond my RP vagrancies I’m not particularly interesting. I look forward to writing with some of you. 🌹
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