Okay okay! So it doesn't have to be all vampire all the time! I do have some other plots in mind, bear with me though because I just thought these off the top of my head. @.@
Aces High: (Modern/fantasy setting)
Vaele, a sprawling island nation, has come under attack by dragons for many years, leaving nothing but death and devastation in their wake. The military of Vaele is far too weak to fight back, until a special Air Force unit is established named Task Force: Blackhawk. Blackhawk defeated the dragon threat using specially designed fighter jets that can fly just as fast as the dragons and are capable of taking them down with state of the art weaponry. For years, Vaele was at peace, but one day, as if from nowhere, the dragons returned.
Our story is of two girls who grew up on the island of Vaele, through school they shared a close bond together, possibly with some romantic feelings, but after one girl went off to the Air Force Academy and became a Blackhawk pilot, they drifted apart. Years after, the two meet up again, but it is during the return of the dragons.
Cold-Hearted: (Sci-fi/Future setting kinda like Remember Me)
Being the daughter of the President is never easy, especially when your bodyguard is a gun-toting cyborg who will kill anyone who looks at you funny. She is very strict and constantly overprotective, even going so far as to spy on you when you least expect her. You wonder why she is like this. Is it because she feels it is her job or...is it something else?
Jigoku-Samurai: (Inuyasha inspired fantasy)
During the Warring States Period of Japan, a female samurai's lover is kidnapped by Enma, the demon lord, and taken to a haunted castle ruled by six other demons. With her young ninja servant, she sets out for the castle, vowing to rescue her beloved and take revenge, but as their journey progresses, things aren't what they seem. Also the samurai herself isn't even human, as when she is in the heat of battle, something sinister takes over her.
At Your Service, M'Lady: (Medieval Fantasy)
A young princess and her father the King are riding out with their entourage, when all of a sudden, they are attacked by a band of mercenaries from a warring country sent to kill them. A knight soon rides forth clad in armor to rescue the royal court, but once the brave knight has slain the mercenaries, he removes his helm to reveal that he is actually a she. Astounded by this lady knight's courage, the King invites her to be his daughter's personal attendant. The princess however is annoyed by having a personal attendant and instantly she hates this female warrior, but over time her feelings change for the knight and they begin to grow closer...perhaps too close.
Snowbound: (Modern Slice of Life)
It's December 18th. A major snowstorm has just hit the Pacific Northwest, one of the worst in history. The roads are being covered over in thick white powder, phone lines are shot to hell, and snowdrifts are reaching record heights and looking like hills of frigid fluff. A girl was just on her way home to her family to spend her Christmas break, but with the journey becoming far to treacherous and roads being shut down left and right, she had no choice but to veer off the road and take refuge in a cozy rented cabin in the forest. It was well stocked with enough food to last nearly months, even years, and furnished with all the comforts of modern living. There was even an indoor swimming pool and a jacuzzi. Indeed, it was a paradise out in the winter wasteland, but unfortunately for her....she would be sharing the cabin with another girl, an antisocial misfit who had run away from her home and was also seeking shelter from the storm. Out of generosity, she decided to let this other girl room with her, but she didn't expect that the two would be snowed in, nor that the other girl would practically be the worst roommate ever.
Nevertheless, the two would be stuck with each other for a long time. Who knows what would happen?
Time Heals No Wounds: (Modern Fantasy)
Given the gift of immortality and eternal beauty, a woman has lived through countless ages. She has outlived all of her friends, her family, her home. Everything she has ever loved had withered away and died while she carried on and lived, forever staying young. She has endured many dark times, witnessed the rise and fall of empires, braved the blood and filth of the first two world wars, saw the birth of the modern era and the nuclear age, and...she had fallen in love with the same girl over and over, a lovely young brunette with sapphire colored eyes. For years since her beloved's death, her eighth during the reign of Hitler and his Nazis, she has searched the globe for her reincarnation, up to the point of driving herself mad. Now in the year 2016, the woman has become a famous musician. She is rich beyond her wildest dreams, but lives a comfortable life in solitary in her villa in Tuscany, Italy. Upon visiting the local village however, she stumbles upon a familiar sight, her beloved. Immediately she is in love with the other girl, but the brunette has no memory at all of the woman or of her own past lives. To her, the woman is nothing more than a stranger, yet the woman intends to remind the girl of who she is...and keep her beloved forever.
Stuck With You: (Medieval Fantasy)
A woman, who is a spy for the high kingdom, is captured by the enemy and thrown into the dungeon to rot away, but with the help of a wisecracking rogue in the cell next to hers, she escapes. However, the woman decides to tag along with her on the journey back to the high kingdom, and may be stuck with her for quite a while, as an ancient prophecy reveals that they are two heroines who will save the high kingdom from an insidious evil that threatens to consume it.
In Love and War: (World War II inspired Fantasy)
The Athyrnian Axis, a powerhouse of the world's most elite nations, threatens to consume the small country of Saryt in blood and fire, but the Sarytian Army refuses to back down, despite being heavily outgunned and outnumbered. They fight tooth and nail to hold back the raging tide of warfare from the capital city, each day being bombarded by air strikes and artillery fire. One day, a female soldier is heavily wounded and is sent to the medical facility of the city, where they are taken care of by a beautiful nurse. The soldier becomes smitten with the young woman, but what they do not know is the nurse is actually a spy from the Athyrnian Axis. Betrayal is sure to threaten their love, but all is fair in love and war.
Melody of the Heart: (Modern Slice of Life)
A girl used to live with her family out in the country, but once she was eighteen, she decided to make it on her own and moved to the city. However life hits her hard as she ends up going from job to job trying to make ends meet. Then one night while she's drowning her worries at a bar, she hears music coming from the small stage. She turns to the stage and sees a band playing. Their music is good, but what really catches her is the lead singer, a beautiful girl but with a rough edge. Later that night after she leaves the bar, she happens to run into the singer. As they talk over a cup of coffee at a cafe, the singer reveals she's actually homeless and doesn't have anyplace to go really, so the girl decides out of kindness to let her stay at her apartment, and from there the story continues. Either they'll become close friends or maybe something more.
Lip Gloss and Black: (Fantasy/Supernatural Horror)
After a girl dies by being run over, she awakes in the realm of Necropolis, the city of the dead. It is a cold and barren place with gray, ashen fields, crumbling castles and citadels, and old, withered trees. In the distance rising against the cold, stormy skies, she sees a tall, intimidating cathedral with a stone bridge leading across a deep black chasm. She investigates the cathedral, not surprised to find it empty, save for one, a lone hooded figure sitting at the throne, at their side a crow and a razor sharp scythe. Frightened, she turns to leave, but just as she does, the door slams shut locking her inside the cathedral. The hooded figure stands, menacingly approaching the frightened girl, but just when it seems she's about to meet her grisly end once more, the figure removes their hood, revealing themselves to be a beautiful woman, but not just any woman. She has been given many names by history, by men and women alike who feared her dreadful approach, she is the grim reaper, she...is Death.
Hi and welcome to my 1x1 thread, where happy things happen to happy people as long as they don't sue us. Since I'm dying of boredom here, I figured it would be a great opportunity to do a couple of 1x1s, and as you can tell by the title, I'm craving something yuri. :D Now before we get to the fun part, here's a few things you need to know about me other than I'm insane in the membrane
-Mostly I RP FxF. Sorry yaoi lovers, nothing against you. I may consider MxF, but if we do, dibs on the chick role
-I only RP in the PMs
-I work late at nights, and I'm never on much, but I will try my best to get a reply to you ASAP.
-I'm perfectly cool with mature themes whether it be graphic violence, sex, language, whatever. However in the event of sex, keep it tasteful folks. No extreme fetishes.
-Fair warning, I can type alot sometimes, especially if I'm in a good writing mood, but if you can't, that's perfectly fine with me. However, I do ask that you type at least one or two paragraphs. One liners will not be accepted and please for the love of Cthulu and the Shoggoths, please do not type in text speak. I may not be Der Fuhrer, but whenever I see text speak, I will send you to the Grammar Nazi Death Camp!
-Oh and....did I mention I was insane? No? Okie dokie then. Let's get to it!
I'm not much on fandoms, so here's some original ideas....well sorta original.
I'm not picky about roles, but I usually prefer the dominant character, so if it's okay with you I'd like to play the vampire in any. Also I do kinda have a vague plot for these. The ones with the most *'s beside them are the ones I really wanna do! ^o^
***Plot 1. Basically a girl going to this prestigious school takes a literature class that is taught by a new teacher the school just hired, who also happens to be a lesbian. The new teacher is also very beautiful and sophisticated. She's attracted to the girl and later she tries to seduce her. Meanwhile a series of deaths plague the school as one by one girls are found dead in their dorms with blood all over them. The school thinks it's the work of a serial killer and begin trying to keep the school safe, but what the girl soon discovers is the one killing these girls is the literature teacher, an age old vampire.
*********Plot 2. Yet another school setting, this time StudentxStudent. At an all girls private school a rich popular girl, who has always been used to having her own dorm, is forced to share her dorm this year with another, a rocker chick with a rebellious attitude. She constantly steals the rich girl's stuff such as her food, her books, and her pillow, never cleans up after herself, always sleeps the entire day away, loves to play her music WAY TOO LOUD, and she's always inviting a girl into the dorm every night. The weirdest part, she keeps a carton of milk in the refrigerator that no one is allowed to touch except for her. After having to deal with The Roommate from Hell for weeks, the popular girl decides to get back at her by replacing her milk with something gross. But as she starts to pour out the carton into the bathroom sink, she makes a terrifying discovery. The carton is actually full of blood, which could only mean one thing.
*****Plot 3. Driving back from her friend's funeral, a young girl and her father, a wealthy doctor, happen to come across a mysterious woman lying in the middle of the road half dead. Out of generosity, they decide to take her to their home and nurse her back to health. When she awakes, the woman claims to have no memory at all of who she is, except for her name. The doctor decides to let her stay at their home and work as their maid until she can regain her memory, a decision his daughter doesn't support at all, mostly because she is creeped out by this strange young woman, who begins to make unsettling advances towards her. She also starts having nightmares of the woman slipping into her room and biting her neck. Immediately, the girl suspects her new maid is really a vampire, but her father doesn't believe her. Little does he know, the maid is indeed one of the undead, and she is out to take his daughter away from him as her personal thrall.
**Plot 4. Depressed and on the verge of becoming suicidal, a lonely teenager is taken by her father to an old, decrepit mansion he is trying to restore as part of a historical project, just to get her out of the city and help her cope. There are several paintings left over in the place, some damaged, but one catches the girl's eye. It is of another girl the same age as she, with shimmering blonde hair and ethereal, emerald eyes. The painting interests her, but disturbs her slightly. Then, one night she hears a sound coming from downstairs. She goes to investigate and discovers much to her surprise a girl hiding within the walls of the old mansion. The strangest part, she looks just like the girl in the painting. Nevertheless, she decides to keep the blonde hidden from her father and the two begin a wild and intense relationship together. But one day, the blonde girl vanishes without a trace, leaving the other becoming increasingly ill. Soon after, girls in the surrounding village are found dead of apparent suicides or locked away in chains after going mad and murdering their parents. The girl wonders if her mysterious blonde companion is to blame, or if there is something more sinister to the chaos ripping the town apart.
Anywho, if you're interested, feel free to PM me. If not, then I'll just crawl back in my cave and sob for a bit. DX
Suddenly as Evelyn was furiously and ever so passionately hammering away at her guitar, frets searing hot with the demonic flames pouring from her fingers as she shredded through Hammett's famous ending solo, a tingling sensation of sorts ran from her spine to the base of her neck, causing her crimson, deathly eyes to flicker open and see the careening orb of dark energy surging in her direction. Yet, without even flinching, Evelyn merely rose her ghastly hand to the darkness and stopped it right then and there with a bitter scowl crossing her lips, the rest of her face contorting into quite the displeased expression as before her laid a message like she was in Dark Souls or something. "Tch! Fuck you too, asshole!" Was all she had to say towards the rude scribblings before her eyes vigilantly scanned the school grounds, or rather her whole being trying to sense the direction from which this ball of black fire ascended from. Finally, like the Hound of Hell she had become, Evelyn traced the scent of the demonic matter, her red eyes flashing dangerously as two hellish embers. "Not a music fan, are you Hellspawn? We'll see about that."
She whispered something under her breath in a muttered curse, words forbidden by the law of nature and the law of Heaven, dark, sinister magick she called upon until her entire body melted into the stone floor in a living mass of darkness. Soon, the breathing, undulating shadow snaked across the grounds swiftly as if the Serpent of Eve. Evelyn continued to follow the scent until she came upon the source. This...man...hell, his whole body reeked of a demonic aura, one that far surpassed that of the Goddess of Metal, yet Evelyn would not falter in his presence. Ascending from the ground behind him, she first appeared as if a writhing, festering mass of shadows and dark mist, the only character trait discernible from the miasma being her vicious, blood red eyes gleaming like Hellfire until the mass took shape and Evelyn emerged from the darkness, a murderous and irritated glare cast to the back of this fucker's head. "G̮͗͂ͯ̈́̿ͮ̇̾͢͢O̢͙̥̻̰̰̞̓̅̾̄ͥ̚͠Ṭ̢͓̼̳̇̓̄̅̅ͤ͆̈́̌ ̵̳͔͓͖̫̗͔̃̈́̅A̷̸̱̮͙̰̱̼̘̗̻͛͋̈͒͋ͩ̽ͧ ̃͂̓̐ͩ̊̀̅́͏̥̗̯̫P̟͍̠̱̥̘͚ͫͦͭ͛͠ͅR̷̨̮̤̻͖̺͔̤͐̓̃ͭ̔̿ͣ̆͆O̺̥͆ͨ͟͠B̷̶͕̹̭̙̱̊ͥ̈ͪ͋̊̆̂ͬ̕ͅL̥͕̰̮̱͕̘̐ͫ͋̾É̛̥̙͇̙̅̐̚M̡̩͔̀ͧ̓̚̚͝ ̫̼̯̹̘̪̋̅͂ͭ̀W̢̪̺̭̍ͦ̃͗̆ͬ̚Í̱͉̪͓̞̑͜͞T̜̺̖͍̦̜̀̆͒͆H͍͎̰̍̋͘ ̗̓ͯ́̾͆ͧ́M̜̞̖̞̹͛̓̏̊̑̈́ͩ̐ͪY̵̵̶̥ͮ̔͐ ̵̗̬̟̦͇̯̲ͩͣͫͬ̑̈̚͢͠M͂͂̾̌͛ͣ̉ͯͩ͏͍͎͚̤̻̘͈̳̝Ů̧̬͇̼̆͛͗̽̀̄ͣS̶͉̦̜̩̯͔̣͚̊̑͒̇̅I̸̞͓̟ͥ̀̔̚Čͥ͆͗ͧ͡͏̗̪̮,͚̳̠̥̪̖̲̃ͪ̑͞ ̢̠̹̤̪̆ͯ̿̈́̀͛ͤM̐ͭ̋ͨ҉̵̲̮̻̫O̡̻̰̚ͅT̈́ͧ̑͐̌͊͑̍̓͏̝͎̬̪̗̞́H̙̩̳̼̦̻̙̱ͣ͌̽̅͘͟ͅȄ̂̊ͪͮ̉̀҉̳̥̺̀R͇̙̝̱̰͕̹͗ͫ̔́̑ͥ̈́̋͜F̩̯̝̼̙̥̊̉̇̾̐̔U̴̶̩̠͓̪̣͊͋̒͂̅͢C̝͍͇̺͂̑͋̌̿̚K͊̍ͨ̈҉̨̳̥E̷̤̭̾ͮ̈ͫ̔ͭŖ̣͚͇͔͔̀̾͋̉ͣ̚͘!̬͔̜͉͕̗̅̾̃̃̾́͠" She hissed, her voice dark and malevolent, a voice that could strike terror into even the mightiest of Heaven's angels...or Hell's demons. "M̷̻͉̎̌̌̓̊̔A̲͙̥̦ͩ̀̀̑̓̍ͫ̋͟Ÿ̵̲̖͔̜̖̔ͯͦͩ͂ͤ̋ͭB̧̩̙̠̾̓ͩ̓̆ͬ̍̓̚Ȩ̄̾ͨ͏̗̟͔͡ͅ ̹͈͖ͤ̿̓ͩ͋ͦͫ͞Ą̬̺̼͔͓̹̄̃͆͘F̤͇̹̼͖͇̯̦̩͌ͣͥ̿ͪͧ̄T̵̫̗̺̗͓̳̓̓̉̂̐̇ͮÈ̝͓͍̹͖͙̝͇̍ͭ͐ͨ̕͠R̭͙ͩ̍ͩ̓͜͠ ͭ͗̂̒͏̫̼̰̖̣̥Ỉ̛̼̜̣ͩ̑̓̊͆ ̻͖͎͕̯̟ͫ͒͢͠S͕̝̹̙͇̦̺̔͋͛̀͆̅͛̚ͅH̶̸̖̫̗̘̘̻̑̈́̏ͥ̚O̞̞ͭ̉̐̊́̀͘V̶̘̥͎͉͒͜ͅE̷̤̮͍͎ͬ͡ ͇͇̼̱̼͎̫͋ͧ͆ͪ̃ͥ͂̚̚͡ͅY̡̤̱͍͙̞͔̥͉ͣ́̓O̗̭͔̱̲̓́̅́ͤ̅̋̐̂U̘͙͂̈͒ͧ̇̉ͦ̂ͦ̕R̪͍̟̈́̒ͤ̋̏̊ͫ̂͘ ͧ̔͟͝͏͚̥̰͖̘̳̞̩H̉ͮͦͬ̿ͬ̚҉̧͓̝̟͕Ḙ̴ͨ̇̇ͤ̃A̡͉͚̖͙̭̽͌̈̈ͩ͛͜ͅD̰̗͖̮͈ͪ̅ͬ͌ ̧̦̞͍̪̖̠͔͈̊̾̋̑ͤ̌ͣ̓̀U̴̧͍̻͇̼̭͍͗̔͌̆̔͡P̻͔̣͙͍̈̽̏ͫ̌̿͜͝ ̥̝̟̞̹͈̺̲̄̎̑̿ͬͩ͑͌͠Y̙̯̪͎̒͊ͫ̓͢Ó̿̈́ͫͤ͞҉̢͇̮͕͚̖Ū͎̫͕͍̖̯͚̪̩ͤ̍̂͢Ṙ̗̥͔͇͚̱̜̪͉͋ͯ̓ͨ̚ ͍̝̯͍̠̏̎͛ͮͤ̍͋ͨͅÃ̷̡̡̞͎͒̋̿̀̈́̇S̘ͪ͌ͩͮ̑̈̀̚S̗͇̼̞̝͉̬̻̎̔͋̐͌ͨ̋́,̦͔̹͖̘̮̻͎ͦ̅ͭ̆̚͡ ̛̰̭̟͍́̅̔͗̑̑̒͛͢͠Y̸̧̮̟̦̭ͥ͊̊ͭͫ̌͟Ǭ̘̹̒̚U̗̦̠̰̞̐̓͊̉̚͟ ̠͖ͬ̓̉̄W̶̫͍ͣͧ̽ͤ͢͢O̬͍̣̱͇̲ͤ͂Ñ̮̩̪̺̮͚ͧ͢͝͝'̴̘̇̽̿̑̍̉͟͝T̑ͨ͞͏̝̯̩̫̜͕ ̢̥̭̲͓͐̔ͬͦ̈H̽́ͪ̊ͭ̐͏̺̦͙̻̱̙̝̩Â̵̢̨͙͇͖̮̯̦͖͗̈́V̬̻̻̱̦̝̿ͫͤ͡E̝͍͍̹̣̯̭ͥ̒ͩ͌ͪ̈̓ͬ͋̕͝ ̶̢̦̜̬̺͕̫̱͌͑ͤ͌ͫ̀̽ͅT̙̤̟̲̘̱̳ͭ͐̒ͤ̃̈͑͢͠Ö̴̜͇̗́͗ ̧̣̟̣͓̟̺̘̣̍̃W̯̝̯͉̞̙̼͔ͥ̾Ȏ̧̺̫͓͖̻̫̼͖͂͊ͮͤͪ͑R̡̩̯̬̠̥ͩ̇ͥ̒ͣ͘R̷̞̱̼̽͒̏̾̅͛̈́́͢Y̸͌͊̓̾͘҉͓̩͉͍̣̻̘̺ ̪̗ͣ̇A̛͇̭͓̬͍͛̈́̂͘B̷̛̭͇̯͈̗̳̑͟Ơ̡̳̦͉͔ͦ͂̌̂U͛̈́ͬ́ͦ̓̂͏̳̝̙͡T̶̏̆̈́҉̣̫ͅ ̴͙̖̬̤̹̹̼͖͓ͬ̃͆̃́̇̏͝H̯̭̠ͯ̈͌̽ͭ̓̍́E̢̥͖̫̘ͩ̆̕͜Ą̤̤̹ͭ̐̈́̉ͣȐ̸̼͕̖̱̉̾̓̾̿ͪ͋I̞̦͉̞͇̠̤̬͊͆͠N̸̫̟̮̺͔̺͓͐ͯͮͭ̀̐́͞ͅG̢͕̠ͯ͋̄͗͆͞ ̷͇̗̪̯͈̘͖͌͌ͥͨͥ̇́͜I̲͓͍ͥ̅͜Ť̸̵͉͕̟͙̤ͦ̅ ̛͙͚ͩͧ̌͛̿̿ͭ͛͒Ä̸̡̝̹̗̳̘̗͌̾̊̾G̴͇͉̙ͣ̌́͢Ą͚̬̣̬̲ͪ́͂ͬͮ͞I̵̭̱̺̖̙̯ͫͬ̈͟N̵̶̨̝̟͎̱͍̬̯̪̍̾̍ͤ͑̇̀̚!̢̹̆̇̎̐̀"
The more she spoke, the more her eyes glowed ravenously, until barely the black of her pupils could be seen through the sea of red....and blood...it even began to pour from her eyes.
Evelyn - "Yesterday Seems as Though it Never Existed..."
It was cold up here, alone in the old, rickety bell tower, the brass bell cracked at its base and worn and tattered from its many, many years perched atop this god forsaken place, yet still tolling in the chilled autumn crosswind breezing through the gap in the masonry, a gap through which the song of the school chimed throughout the grassy campus and the hallowed halls of old Orean...old school, new faces, many of which Evelyn didn't recognize at all and vice versa. As the last of the morning bell tolled signaling the steadfast approach of noon, a few black crows fluttered and cawed into the cloudy, gray skies above, and Evelyn lit a cigarette, taking a few drags before snuffing it out under the heel of her leather boot. Brushing a few strands of dark hair away from her dull crimson eyes, she sighed and reached behind her back, producing once more her new prized instrument, the Hymn of Thanatos, placing her fingers on the thick fretboard and fishing from the pocket of her jacket her guitar pick, a special thin pick, hearty but with enough bend to pull off some sick tremolos and really get into some furious speed picking. Been a while since she thrashed the strings on her war axe, but for now...Evelyn played it slow, and to her discovery, the demonic guitar didn't even need an amp to ring out all over the school from her ghostly perch.
Once those all to familiar notes hit her ears, it carved a wry grin across Ev's face as she wielded her weapon, cranking the volume back up and breaking into Hammett's peaceful, melancholic intro to quite possibly one of Ev's favorite songs off Ride the Lightning, next to the title track and Trapped Under....actually the whole fucking album was sick! And...it was the last Metallica album she listened to before...well...as if she should say anymore. Note after note she executed so flawlessly, her fingers hitting every fret in perfect succession while she softly strummed the thick gauged strings, bobbing her head along to the slow melody and singing along to Hetfield's enigmatic and heartfelt lyrics. And, as if by the power of metal itself...or just that of the Satanic instrument, Thanatos kicked it into distortion right at the exact moment Ev went into a furious attack against her strings with her pick, now launching into full-on headbanging, her hood flying back and unleashing the chaos of her dark raven hair flourishing as if the mane of an apocalyptic war horse.
The music...it was everything to her, a safe haven and a catalyst through which she could project her many emotions, unleash her unbridled fury, her misery, her pain and her doubt, every inch of it pouring away through the maelstrom of notes screaming from her guitar, her fingers ablaze with flame, quite literally, as she shred through the ending solo with all her passion for metal and music in general. Yes, she could feel it now, that....fire blazing through her obsidian heart, that drive she had been missing for quite some time. All it took...was the music...
Riven Wight,
Birdboy,
loco rococo,
O O,
MurderVictim,
Half Pint,
Snowdrops,
Flightless_Soul,
Hibachi90,
TokyoPewPew
