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Current To all my new peeps! Work decided that I needed to work 2 weeks straight so my posts will be coming! Just... far slower than I hoped.
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2 yrs ago
I don't think my brain has any chill. I just wrote a plot that is darker than I've gone in a long time and a plot that is high medieval fantasy and in comparison is completely tame. Gotta love variety
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Crimson eyes widened as Ombretta’s fingertips grazed the iron blade that stuck out from her chest, her knees struck the ground with sickening thud as Eros pulled his sword from her back. He cackled as he watched her form hit the ground, the unbridled psychotic glee he felt burst forth as he watched her crawl upon her belly toward the cave entrance. The great fairy of shadows laid before him, struggled to escape him and the cruel death his sword promised her. He basked in the warmth of the fire that surrounded them, the flames he had ignited lapped at her skin and burned the tender white flesh. Oh, how she screamed in agony! Her cries of pure agony were like the sweetest symphony, igniting the dark passion within him even further.

With a strong yank from his weathered callused hands he listened to the second movement of the symphony, her voice ceasing as her vocal cords snapped. Within his grasp he held the delicate black wings that had once protruded proudly from her back, held them far away from the flames as he watched her form melt away into nothing more than a pile of bones and ash. The blue flames ceased to exist as they finished devouring their meal, Eros' hulking form stooped down to observe the handy work of his ability.

As his sapphire eyes study her skull, memories of their past sprang forth from within the depths of his mind. He could practically hear the soft whisper of the babbling moonlight brook he had found her bathing within, feel her soft fingertips graze his own before her fingers intertwined with his. He could still taste the apple upon her lips when he had taken her to the night market, hear her labored breathing as they shared a bed for the first time in a nearby inn. It was all to gain her trust, to finish the mission so many had failed to complete for his king. He had held her heart within his hand and he had taken pleasure crushing it within his palm before her very eyes.

“Ombretta! It is I, Estella!”

Eros beamed as he couldn’t believe his luck. Estella, the great fairy of the stars, was here? Oh the king would be elated beyond belief if he returned with not one set of wings but two! But luck did not favor the greedy, his fire barely having a chance to ignite before he was surrounded in a bubble of celestial light.

“Ombretta!”

Eros struggled and threw his weight against his cage, yelled in rage as his fire did nothing to help him escape her grasp. Why wasn’t his blue flame working? It was the hottest thing that burned within this realm! Why was he trapped within this measly sparkling bubble?
He glared as he watched Estella drop to her knees, growled as he watched her pick up Ombretta’s wings from where he had dropped them.

“You wretched bitc-”

“She loved you Eros! By the stars above, she loved you more than the shadows of the night! You miserable selfish human! What could have been worth her life? What could have been worth more than her unconditional love?”

Eros nearly doubled over in a fit of insane laughter, cackling whilst Estella glared at him with rage she had never felt before.

“The love of a fairy is worth nothing at all! You fairies believe yourselves to be beings above us human, yet one of your greatest beings fell for the oldest trick in the book! Her love was always worth nothing to me, and fortunately for me she was blinded by it,” He turned serious as he stood straight, “But I suggest you hand me back those wings now and release me. Else I’ll have to kill you as well, Estella.”

Estella stood from the ground and walked over to him, watched his forehead as beads of sweat dripped down his chiseled face. She smiled as she wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes.

"I think you forget Eros. While your fire is the strongest in this realm… mine is the strongest in the cosmos. I promise to send your regards to your precious king, but Ombretta's wings shall stay with me."

"No, no you-"

With a snap of her fingers Eros ceased to exist. Within the bubble of Celestial light was simply nothingness, Eros existed now as mere celestial dust particles. But with him gone Estella broke down, cradled Ombretta's wings in her arms as if they were the most precious thing in the world to her. To her, they truly were priceless.

"Why did you have to fall in love with a human? Ombretta… did you really believe the winged war over? You foolish, loveable girl… my dear sister Ombretta."
@POOHEAD189

And it's terrifyingly enchanting to meet you! *curtsies and bows head back*
@Vampiretwilight

Thank you very much! :)
The plot for the molten crown stems from a former role play I did back eight years ago that I’ve revamped with a new character. If you're interested in collaborating and discussing this idea further please PM me! :)

The character roles within this role play are interchangeable and this role play is rooted in a dark fantasy setting. The plot centers around the prince and princess of kingdoms at war. One is from a kingdom of dracons, humans with the traits of dragons. Ruling over the skies above from their advanced treetop kingdom, they went to war with the humans when their crown prince was killed in cold blood and no apology was offered from the kingdom of humans. The other kingdom is the one ruled by the humans, their vast fields and mines yielding high profits from other surrounding kingdoms. The humans decided to accept the trumpets of war wholeheartedly when the dracons decided to blame their crown princes murder upon them when they had ‘no proof’.

The plot revolves around a serious development in the war, one side capturing the other's character. In exchange for their life being spared the royal heir who was captured decides to divulge the location of the molten crown, a powerful artifact filled with the powers of the goddess of flames and war. With the artifact whoever wears it upon their head shall hold absolute power over all the beings who walk under the light of the sun, an artifact said to have been lost centuries ago.

But it turns out one side withheld it, knowing that should one kingdom receive its power that the world would be plunged into darkness. The captured heir uses the journey to buy them time to come up with a plan to kill the other royal heir, but over the journey through numerous deadly traps and near death experiences the two find that they have more in common than they thought. Perhaps they even develop feelings. But can this common ground and their budding romance eliminate the overwhelming lure of the molten crown?

Well, I suppose that’ll be revealed if you decide to enquire! ;)
@Yankee

Thank you very much! Love your avatar by the way!
Welcome to my first interest check and thank you for taking the time to read! If you’re interested in the plot or discussing changes to the plot, please PM me! Everything is open to tweaks and changes, but hopefully you will enjoy the basis of the idea enough to bring this idea to life with me! :)

So this plot I had in mind is an idea that I had tried to turn into a short story. Unfortunately I couldn’t quite write for the male lead so in digging through old writings for plot inspiration I came across it and thought someone might be interested in the dark romance story.

Essentially the story starts quite a ways in the future far after our characters met, fell for each other and broke up. The quick backstory of the two is that they were childhood friends who were inseparable, fell in love in their freshman year of high school and broke up in their senior year of high school. If you're interested in a more dark and twisted break up though I can share their full backstory that we can change as we please. But it involves triggering themes such as intoxication, manipulation, violence and rape of the ML. This backstory doesn’t need to be used but if you’re interested in learning more feel free to enquire about it over PM’s.

Back to the plot idea, the role play would start with our two characters having life changing things happening to them. Your character comes home from his latest tour of duty only to find his wife in bed with his best friend from high school. His best friend is supposed to be with his ex (FL), though come to find out his wife and best friend have been hooking up for years while they’ve been with ML and FL. But the worst part is finding out that his best friend has actually been hiding out with his wife while he’s been away as he ended up putting the FL into a coma after an argument turned to domestic violence.

My character (FL) was pushed after the breakup with ML to become a star by the ML’s best friend, her voice skyrocketing her into the charts and straight into the best friend’s hands. Going to party after party with the best friends urging, she became addicted to alcohol and unknowingly to another substance only known as Enfermedad De Amor. The drug is said to give the user feelings of euphoria and sexual arousal, the withdrawals being violent nausea and the feeling that your heart has stopped beating.

Using this, the best friend molded her into someone completely different from the good girl she once was, blackmailed her with tapes he made when he had drugged her, kept her locked up in complete isolation whenever she rebelled against her. This all came to light when she was put into a coma by her best friend when she refused to do the largest tour her band had ever done, an international tour that would leave her in five new places every week.

After turning his wife and his ex best friend into the police he goes to the hospital FL is at, fighting with the staff to know how she’s doing, she eventually wakes up. But due to the trauma she has completely lost her voice. On top of that the withdrawals start, the doctors discussing with ML that it’s better to keep her on Enfermedad De Amor since those who have tried to stop it have ultimately decided death was more preferable. He decides to become her protector, her dealer, and her lover in order to bring back the girl he once knew. The rest of the plot would evolve naturally from there.

This role play is exceptionally dark and I have ideas of things to add to make it even more so. It is entirely a niche idea but I hope perhaps you find it at the very least intriguing enough to enquire. Happy Labor day and thank you again for reading through my idea!
Hello everyone! You can call me Wicked and I've been stalking around the forum for a bit. I decided to try my hand at role playing for the first time since the pandemic began and the rest, well, is history!

I enjoy the finer wicked things in life, writing short horror stories in my free time either with real life terrors or those of a more supernatural background. I usually only write with those above the age of 21 since I'm over 21 myself and because of the dark twisted hole my writing usually goes down. If you enjoy one of my rather niche plot ideas or have some wicked plot ideas yourself, hell, even if you merely have a character in mind and wish to create an idea from scratch with someone else I'm up for it! So please feel free to message me! I don't bite!

Well... hard. Don't worry though, I have plenty of tetanus shots!

Jokes aside, I hope I can find a place here amongst you lovely folks. Enjoy your labor day!
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