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So, I am looking to give 1 x 1 a try, I would like to do something with more adult themes, we can decide whether forum of PM is better, I have a few ideas that I would like to do, mostly romance/slice of life, though also wouldn't mind a post apocalyptic deal. I usually play male characters however I can do a female if needed, however sexual orientation isn't an issue for me.

some ideas to start on.

- fantasy setting knight beholden to a prince/princess
- any variant of supernaturals
- fallout inspired nomadic deal
- steampunk

Things I steer away from. (If you have a great story I could be persuaded)

- Anthropomorphic anything
- sub/dom stories

Feel free to drop a reply if you have an idea or send me a pm if you want to go in further, thanks all.
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Milo Ventri






Milo helped Aoki to her feet, as Paige pulled up and gave him a jab, "Junior would have turned her to paste for a trophy." He threw back as he looked at Aoki again, "Seriously though, real sorry bout all that, little hard to see out here. Where are you headed anyway? Do you need a ride, I'm getting this one out of here then I can get you to where you need to go." he said nodded over to Paige. He noticed Paige had another person with her as well, first thought through his head was that that bottle of Wray was going to disappear faster and faster.

"See you found yourself a new friend. I'd make a full introduction for fuck sake it's a blizzard here, can we please get a move on to somewhere?" Milo was jovial a bit though the cold and wind were biting hard and the longer they stayed put the harder it would be to get the vehicles going again.

@Pilatus@Rodiak@MissCapnCrunch
Milo Ventri






Milo was on his way to the station, the storm had worsened and the sound to the wind could be heard even through the truck, however his tires held tight and he was moving pretty well. Milo left some electro swing cd in the stereo the day before and was enjoying the music as he drove, at least until he felt a message come through on his cell phone, he instinctively pulled it up and looked it over, something about the conversation with Vika thus far was not settling well with him, even after all that had happened, it seemed that she either didn't understand that he hurt from it all still, or she didn't care, maybe she just thinks that by ignoring the blatant unresolved emotion that they will just go to being friends. Milo was about to start typing a response when he looked up to notice was drifting a little and was on track to run down a pedestrian.

Milo spun the wheel and his tires gripped the snow enough to spin him out away from the person, however now he was spinning out and soon came to stop in the middle of the street, lucky for him, not many drivers out today. Milo pulled up to the person and got out.

"Hey, sorry bout that, you alright?" Milo walked up to the person and tried to block the snow from his face, as looked over the girl he sort of recognized her, she was that girl from the pier that was drawing him, "Hey I remember you, Aoki right?"

@Rodiak@PrinceAlexus
I'm really sorry for the radio silence, I have hit a bit of a block on this character, I'm trying to get past it.
Milo Ventri






Milo heard the ringing of his phone as he sat at his worktable, gun parts and tools spread all around him, he pulled the phone up and answered it without looking.

"Milo speaking." he said gruffly mid thought as he tried to connect a couple of pieces and set them back to working order. however the voice on the other end pulled him out of the thought, Paige was the one that called, she finally got out and sounded like she had learned something good from the way she hesitated in her speech. "Well, miss walking tall, that suburban just not gonna cut it today?" Milo smirked even though she couldn't see him, "Don't worry I'll be there in a few. Your mom sends you the good stuff, I think some time can be killed with that." Milo hung up and set down the gun he was working on and grabbed his coat, he had already put the chains in the truck and swapped the tires, and set some bags of concrete in the bed, he never got stuck once mudding in Delta, he wouldn't get stuck here. as he got out to his truck and started it up the mess of a storm had only gotten worse, it wouldn't be long before even he would have a hard time.
Milo Ventri






Milo looked down at his phone as the reply came across the screen, what was it that she was trying? he hated that all of a sudden she tries to talk to him like they are friends, he had tried to open up to her and she used it to wound him, but she wants to call him a good egg, that a woman would be lucky to have him. Milo held onto the phone tightly, trying to not let his anger get the best of him and push him to say something he would regret, though at the same time, he knew that somewhere deep down, past the anger of what happened, he was still glad to hear from her. He wondered if he should even respond this time, whether it was worth while or not, but soon he did type out one more message.

Honestly Vika, the lucky one was supposed to be you.

Either way, the cane is yours, I have no use for it and the design is too specific to go to anyone else, you may not need it anymore but I still want you to have it. Just tell me when and where and I can bring it out to you.


Milo could feel more words in the back of his throat, but he knew that the more he said, the worse he would feel, he was trying to build something with Paige, and every time Vika messages him he stops and remembers when they had been together, he wonders if he had been too hasty perhaps. Milo sat back in his chair and pulled the sword from the cane, the pattern weld on the blade, mimicked the snowflake motif on the cane, he had been proud of it, though the presentation was going to be bittersweet he felt.

Milo set up another text to Paige, messaging just seemed to be the thing now, that it always seemed that Paige had her phone of at work anyway.

Hey, are you done for the day or are you still working? Blizzard rolling in, looks like a day drinking sort of day to me.

Milo sent the message and pulled out a bottle of cola, figured he would want to wait til he knew if he had to go get her or not before he got out the good stuff.

@PrinceAlexus @Pilatus
My internet access is spotty I will get one up as soona as I can.
Milo Ventri






Milo felt the buzzing of his phone, he let it go for a minute as he sat on the front stoop of the shop, cigar in hand, watching the storm worsen. Paige hadn't called and was presumably still at city hall. Milo flicked the butt of the cigar out into the snow and went back inside where he pulled out his phone and looked at the message, it was Vika, he looked at it confused, they hadnt spoke since she had left. Milo read through the message, he couldn't help but remember when they had first met, a slightly intoxicated, yet very spunky woman with a striking visage, however when he opened the picture she sent the girl in it was barely recognizable, Milo sighed, one of the things he had learned was that trying to be who you used to be doesn't make you as good as just growing on.

"Glad you're happy, I know you were self conscious of the cane, though I will say, I still think you were prettier before. As for the project I had been working on..."

Milo pulled the blade out, he had still finished it even though he didn't really know what to do with it. It was a sword cane, royal blue with a snowflake design up to the handle. He took a picture and attached it.

"... It was just something I had made for someone, someone not around anymore."

Milo sent the message, part of him still felt bad for how things between them went, he swore he saw something, but he needed someone to get him back I to the swing of things, someone to show him life moved on that hanging on to what you were was not the way to go.

@PrinceAlexus
I would like to throw in my hat
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