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Fantasy LitRPG Isekai Adventures! 18+

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Fantasy LitRPG Isekai Adventures! 18+

Alright! Yes, hello! Nice to meet you! I come to you with big dreams and an endless amorphous collection of incoherent and less than complete ideas! Right now, I'd say my interests are pretty narrow as far as what I'm looking to sink my teeth into. While I'm always willing to dip my toes into new things, sometimes you just need to catch that rabbit who's been running around in your head as of late; more on that in a bit.

"Requirements" (more a polite request really)

- I'd like to see at least a decent paragraph, if things just won't stretch then at least give me more to work with than "And he/she ate an apple while looking at you". I can go anywhere from a paragraph to a multi-paragraph megapost, it just depends on who I'm writing with and how I'm feeling about the story.

- Please be at least 18 years of age. This is a thing of comfort amd for this particular interest check non-negotiable.

- If you're not gonna get a reply out in a week or so, I'd appreciate a "hey, still alive, wanna keep going!" Or a courtesy "Don't think I'll be able to keep going". I'm easy about it, you can let me know it's time to part ways. I myself can usually give you a reply every other day or so.

- Just let me know what you do/do not what from the roleplay. There isn't much I'll shy away from but I know people have their limits.

- Don't ask me to play a Canon character from a fandom. I won't do it and I won't entertain the idea.

-Be prepared for 18+ content, sex, drugs, violence, foul language ect. Fair warning I like to smut as much as a lonely housewife reads trashy romance novels.

-Romantic pairings will be FxM however I'll happily play a platonic MxM pairing though I do typically main Male characters but can play supporting female characters well enough.

-PLEASE contact me via PM, it's the easiest way for me to keep track of people.

That's about it!

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Now, onto the good stuff.

As of right now, I'm really, really craving a sort of litrpg-fantasy-isekai thingy (original, I know). All things considered, a pretty straightforward setting that doesn't have to get too overly complicated as far as world mechanics and initial world and plot. I do fully intend for it to end up being expansive as time goes on, kind of like unlocking more areas of an MMO as you start to progress as a character and are able to tackle more of the world ahead. There will be guilds, clans, exotic races, kingdoms and nations, politics and more! The only real limit would be the amount of time we have to get to it all and what we can reasonably imagine and implement as we progress further on. As far as your character and what you'd like them to be, that's (naturally) completely up to you; the sky is the limit (literally, you can fly and I'd be cool with it). There won't be a limit on characters either. As it happens, I hope for there to be quite a few! Mains, secondary, side, background, fodder. You name it, we'll have it.

Now that I've got you hook and sucked into the idea (maybe, I'm probably just being hopeful at this point) here's the catch. This'll be an 18+ adult adventure, because I'll be honest, half the reason I wanted to do this was so I could be trashy and enjoy smut along the way. It won't be the entire story or the main attraction, but it'll definitely be a cornerstone of this fantasy foundation. With that said, the rest of the details are open to be discussed and molded as we see fit. Like anything else, there's never a true one size fits all and I intend to craft this thing so that it fits us both and satisfies our needs the way a good writing experience should.

So, these are very basic premises in which the culture of the starting area could be based. None of them are absolute and can be played with and tweeked as we see fit.

Starter settings!

The first idea I've got is where it's almost a social expectation for humans to take non-humans as property or vice versa. This I imagined to be set in an area that is mostly grassy plains and arable farmland surrounding independent city states.

Another potential backdrop would be a sort of theocratic monarchy ruled by a mad king-priest. He has absolute power and abuses it absolutely, bonding people to one another by the soul, thus making reliant upon one another, kinda like reverse Hancock, if you will.

I also considered a society where binding oaths initiate contracts, usually formed on a basis of honor or other such notions; "you've pulled me from the brink of despair, I swear my soul and bodily vessel to you!" Kinda deal. This idea is open to all kinds of dynamics; tribal cultures, theocracy, warrior societies ect.

I've also played around with the idea of a society built upon tradesmenship. To have status in society, you must master a certain craft, be it blacksmithing, swordsmithing, tailoring, cobbling ect.

All of these ideas could be human based, non-human entirely, or various mixes of the two with any number of social outlooks! Just to note, this is by no means an exhaustive list amd I'm always open to new ideas amd incorporating new elements.

That's all I've got for now. So if you're interested, or just want to do some no-strings-attached snooping around about this idea shoot me a PM and I'll be happy to answer any questions you have.

See you soon!

Silent's Idea Emporium! (18+ M for Any)

Zing.

Silent's Idea Emporium! (18+ M for Any)

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Ares Solutions Inc. - A modern day PMC Roleplay

Dossier: S. Gill

Name: Samuel Ezekiel Gill

Sex: M

Date of Birth: 1972-02-12

Aliases & Pseudonyms: Sam, Sammy, G-man, Dinosaur, Grandpa.

Callsign: Zeus

Physical Description: Stands at about 178cm in height while weighing about 80kg. Sam has the build of an older man who maintains an active and demanding lifestyle without the excessive musculature of body building or long hours of gym time. Pronounced facial lines, long brushed back salt and pepper brown hair, and sharp green eyes accentuate his clearly Caucasian decent. Has the ever present minor marks and scars of a veteran, the most pronounced of which being a clip in his left ear, near the top, where a previous wound tore away a noticeable chunk. No visible tattoos, piercings, or ritual brand marks to be found.

Photo of Mr. Gill, date and location undisclosed

Mr. Gill, participating in DEA Raid of known drug traffickers in undisclosed location

Mr. Gill on Government assignment in Afghanistan during DEA Deployment

Psych Evaluation: Samuel Ezekiel Gill, surprisingly well adjusted man considering the background he's provided; suspiciously so. Subject is polite enough, makes eye contact, and smiles when appropriate. He doesn't display any overtly anti-social tenancies or behaviors. However, his personality and demeanor during our interview indicate transformative behavioral conditioning that leads me to believe he's professionally instructed in a manner that makes it difficult to accurately assess his state of mind. He appears to be hyper analytical when in the presence of others, presumably gauging them and their intents upon first contact. Subject isn't uncooperative but refuses to be forthcoming and provides answers that technically meet requirements but don't provide meaningful insight. He displays result oriented decision making processes, a clear capacity for sudden and extreme, albeit controlled violence, and a general lack of empathy beyond what's strictly necessary for basic social interaction. He also seems to be quite focused on the nature, pay, and locations the Company will be taking work. If one had to guess, it would appear Mr. Gill is quite concerned with how much Ares and by association, he, will get paid. In short, he's stable, but his capacity for making decisions that ride the line of being morally sound is somewhat concerning. He's in it for the money and seems willing to do whatever is required to get paid in the end. Caution and continued observation strongly recommended.

Physical Evaluation: Mr. Gill maintains a functional level of strength and endurance. He's more than capable of meeting field requirements even at his age. Anaerobic and cardiovascular performance is acceptable, on par with men ten or fifteen years his junior. Displays some signs of joint pain performing certain actions however it doesn't negatively impact his performance. Recovery from significant injury may be a problem in the future, Mr. Gill should use caution when performing tasks that may cause extreme muscular distress.

Medical history & Miscellaneous: Has had surgeries involving damage to joints, a few minor breaks, and at least one non-significant gunshot wound. Records show his blood type is AB+ and that he has at least once before contracted and been treated for Malaria.

History: Born in Southern California to a middle income family. Joined the United States Army in 1990 at the age of 18 where he went on to qualify as a Ranger before being assigned to B Company, 3rd Battalion, 75th Ranger Regiment who deployed to Somalia in 1993. Having been one of the Rangers providing security to the Delta Force detachment during the now famous Mogadishu raid, Samuel was quickly recruited and put through Special Operations selection. Upon completion of selection and training, Sam participated in the 1999 US intervention during the Kosovo conflict. After another stint in Afghanistan between 2001-2005, Samuel left the military and began consultant work for US government agencies between 2006-2017, mainly in support of the DEA in various parts of the world and during which time he obtained degrees in chemistry and economics.

Experience:

• 1992-1993 - Somalia (75th Ranger Regiment)
• 1997-1999 - Kosovo (1st Special Forces Operational Detachment-Delta)
• 2001-2005 - Afghanistan (1st Special Forces Operational Detachment-Delta)
• 2006-2017 - Various global hotspots (Multiple US Federal agencies, mainly Drug Enforcement Agency)

Languages:

• English - Native Language
• Dari and Pashto - Fluent
• Spanish and Portuguese - Professional working proficiency
• Punjabi - Rudimentary

Nationality: American

Position: Field Manager

Kit:

Misc: Always has chewing gum of some kind.

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Ares Solutions Inc. - A modern day PMC Roleplay

Alright lads, That's 5 as of right now. I am the previously mentioned but not named interested party. Good of you all to arrive and be interested.

Silent's Idea Emporium! (18+ M for Any)

I'm toasted and ready for action!

Silent's Idea Emporium! (18+ M for Any)

Boop.

At Stars End

So, it was going to be an inquisition, was it? Jasper had seen that kind of behavior from commanding officers before and it always turned ugly. Particularly for the accused. Good Captain Keene was out for blood, that much was clear. The fact that he and Mave individually had more personal awards, most of which were for combat action and a few for valor, than the Captain and XO combine, seemed to be the root cause for his vitriol. Despite the ribbing at their current circumstances, Jasper couldn't help but feel a certain sense of irony at their insufferable superior's unprofessional and downright childish insult. While he didn't like being the OIC of the Marine detachment, he had seen more than his fair share of boarding operations as the pilot of a dropship, braving enemy point defense fire to offload marines into the breach created by the Vac-Comm teams. More than once his ship had been disabled during entry, forcing him to move forward as one of the boarding team members, thus earning him a niche set of skills and experiences most spacers didn't have, barring specialized troops like VCs and other marine units. To say he was pretending to be a marine was true, but only half so and if he had taken one thing from his time with the jarheads, it's that you always protect your own.

"Sir, Lieutenant Cykali up to her release from the infirmary has been on temporary assignment to the MBT and thus her primary function and responsibility was to myself as the OIC. By your direction, Lieutenant Cykali was relived of her duties as Operations Officer up until which time she had completed her duties as 2IC under my charge in observance of Fleet Naval order twenty one Oscar section-" There it was, the XO springing into action like a jungle cat pouncing upon it's prey from the trees.

"Who in God's name gave you permission to speak, Lieutenant?!" Raged the perpetually scowling man, stepping up to all but spit in Jasper's face as he began the dressing down.

At this point, the few souls that remained on the bridge had all but stopped what they were doing, watching the shit show unfold before them. Technically speaking, reprimand like this was to be handled outside the view of their peers but Captain Keene enjoyed putting on a humiliating display where the junior officers of his ship were concerned. The XO was unfortunately no different.

"Lieutenant Gnash, do you know why we assigned you as the OIC for the marines?" Halberstadt was almost snarling by this point, nose millimeters away from the junior officer's.

"... No, Sir..." Jasper replied uncertainly, knowing full well he didn't like where this was going.

"Of course you don't." the gaunt man spat, his hollow sunken eyes narrowing into hate filled slits.

The bridge had fallen dead silent at this point, naught but the soft chimes and humming of electronic equipment breaking the still as the XO began circling around Jasper at an infuriatingly slow pace, hands locked behind his back. It took all of the younger officer's self control to keep his eyes locked forward, body rigid at attention as they had not been given permission to rest at ease since their arrival.

"You're assigned to the marines because your usefulness begins and ends with your ass in the seat of a dropship, Lieutenant." Jasper had to fight the urge to let out a derisive snort when he heard the half-assed excuse for pinning him with the duty.

So that's what this was about. It was a bit of an open secret among the crew that their fine XO had flunked out of the flight program early on in his career, something about not meeting the physical requirements for duty as a pilot. Ever since then, the frail looking man had always held a personal grudge at those young officers who had been able to do what he couldn't. Jasper felt like he should have seen it coming, but he'd tried giving his superior the benefit of the doubt. Not that it had done him any good.

Unable to formulate an appropriate and respectful response, the pilot pretending to be a marine stood locked at attention, refusing to meet the spiteful man's gaze lest he provoke him any more than his mere existence already had. To his relief, the XO stepped away from his junior and assumed his position left and abreast of his Captain.

"You know what, Captain Keene? It sounds as though Lieutenant Gnash has volunteered to share the burden of responsibility with Lieutenant Cykali. It's only appropriate, him being her OIC at the time, don't you agree?" With his arms crossed over his chest, the Executive Officer of the Madame De Pompadour drilled both of the junior officers with more than a bit of scorn.

Yup, he was absolutely fucked.