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It would seem that I have room in my schedule for one more story, so... bump. :) Allow me to apologize in advance for how picky I may be; I cherish my free time and yours, and will avoid wasting our precious few hours writing a story if I feel like we might not be a good match for each other.

So, PM me if you're into:
-something smutty
-something fun
-writing 2-4 paras per post and maybe more when you're inspired
-something you can post to multiple times a day ( on weekdays, anyway)
-creating a story together with some quick OOC
That's a bummer to hear, but I hope you have fun on your trip. By the by, while rereading our posts I noticed an error on my part that you unfortunately had to work around; the doors shouldn't have closed until she'd entered. Mind if I work an edit into my next post? A quick little stitch in time, you'll barely even notice it.

Cheers.
Closing this up for now; I'm all booked, it'd seem.
In a small, stone room of San Quentin Correctional Facility, five people sat at a long table. They were facing a man in chains and an orange jumpsuit, who looked up at the council with a penitent pout. Behind him stood a guard, shoulders squared, staring stoically off into nothing. Papers ruffled as the five flipped through his dossier, going over his criminal record. Sitting up straight, an old, rotund man in the middle finally spoke up.

"Paul Ellis Cunningham, by our count you've served 25 years of a 40 year sentence. Do you feel you've been rehabilitated?"

The man who looked up at them was not Paul Ellis Cunningham. He had, in fact, murdered Paul Ellis Cunningham by strangulation only a few weeks into his own sentence. He did this upon realizing that the two looked alike, and Mr. Cunningham was due to be released. The guards, as had everyone else, mistook the body for that of the identity he was leaving behind: The Kiss Her; Kill Her Murderer. The man who was not Paul Ellis Cunningham gave them a guilty smile.

"I know I shouldn't have done what I did. I pray everyday for forgiveness and the Lord Almighty, he done told me to be true to you folks. He said youse is good people, and that I should come clean. I knows what I did and I knows that I shouldn't have done it." Paul Ellis Cunningham's neck had been thick and muscled, his skin coarse and worn. His fingers fidgeted nervously in his lap at the thought of hos disgusting it had been to touch a neck so masculine. "I'm might sorry, y'hear? Mighty, mighty sorry."

Glances were changed at the table as the man who was not Paul Ellis Cunningham began to weep pitifully. It wasn't until the man spoke again that the weeping stopped.

"Paul Ellis Cunningham, we hereby approve your release from the San Quentin Correctional Facility and deem you fit for return to society."

"Oh, lordy lord, good God above, I knew this day would come. I said, I KNEW this day would come!" The man who was not Paul Ellis Cunningham knew this day would come, too. He had planned it, after all.
Several years later

Renton Trias, for what was the name he was going by now, drizzled his fingers down the leather folds and ripples of his girlfriend's jacket. He could feel every groove in the leather, ride every stitch sewn into the seam. Downward his fingers slipped until they left the jacket, exchanging the leather of her jacket for the thin denim of her cut-off shorts. Pulling thin one of the the frayed strips of fabric, he pulled his fingers back and whipped them hard against her firm, round buttock.

Tasha Elestri jumped, squeaking at the sudden strike. "You brute!" Laughing, she tugged him by the tie and walked him into the elevator after her. This was all foreplay, it always was, for what was to come once they reached his penthouse suite. What she didn't know, however, was the special treat Renton had in store for her. He'd waited many long weeks for this, and he was finally ready. "C'mere, you..." she began, tugging him in close for a kiss, her hand riding around the curve of his belt.

Renton leaned in for the kiss, savoring the sweetness of her playful innocence. Smiling softly against her lips, he wondered whether her screams of terror were anything like her screams of ecstasy. The elevator doors closed as his hands trailed back up, across the denim, over the leather, and to the warm, soft and slender line of her neck. So delightfully feminine beneath his fingertips. "Mmn... easy, girl. Save some for the bedroom." Trust me, he thought. You're going to want to save your energy.

Current Name: Renton Trias
Age: 31
Appearance: Tall and seemingly lean, though that's mostly due to well-tailored suits. He's tightly muscled and surprisingly strong. Strikingly handsome with a slick, well-groomed exterior. A real ladykiller.
Personality: +charming, +charismatic, +witty, -evasive, -aloof, -slick
Sorry, I thought I had specified. I am only looking for female writing partners.
A little bit about me.


A little bit about you.


I wrote an IC a few days ago and got some great replies, but I should have been more specific with my wants. There's a lot of amazing talent on this site, so trying to find the few writers who specifically match my requirements should hopefully not be too difficult. Here's hoping.

So, to specify on what I've written behind those spoiler tags:

  • I find myself with a lot of free time during the day (PST) on most Weekdays, and am fully eager and willing to write multiple posts during that time.

  • To encourage faster back-and-forth, I like to keep posts between 1 and 3 paragraphs. While I do appreciate (and write) the occasional 4-8 paragraph post, I find they usually take longer to write, and I'm embarrassingly impatient. =]

  • Smut seems to be pretty taboo on this forum, which is a shame. Is it horrible to say that I prefer it? I'm not saying I want it to be the primary focus, but some of my favorite scenes I've ever had the honor of co-writing were some really dark, twisted and sensual scenes.

  • That having been said, I don't necessarily want something dark and devious; I've got a very big gap in my current repertoire of stories for something light and romantic.

  • I'm busy most weekends, though I can usually at least get a post or two out in the evening/morning if you're about

  • OOC is a must, if only to help formulate the story together and guide it to the most exciting plot points.


So, to sum: I'm looking for a writer who can post multiple times a day, won't get too hung up on length vs quality in her posts, is willing to write smut and communicate to form a story.

As for plots, I have a few of my own but what I really enjoy doing is writing a story you're really into. What's that one story you never found a partner for? What's that taboo you've kept hidden, or that fetish no one knows about? What's that itch you've never been able to quite scratch? Those kinds of stories are my favorite.

I think that's enough talking for now. Find me on PM if you're interested. I'll post here when I've reached my capacity. Until then... cheers.
Thanks for all of the responses, everyone. I think it's safe to say that I have all of the writing partners I need now. I'll contact you all individually, so sit tight for some Private Messages.

~Teller
I am:

  • Back from a long hiatus to find the site restructured and my posts evaporated. Damn.

  • An old-school RP'er who once wrote multi-paras but is now most comfortable exchanging 1-2 at a time.

  • Looking for something intriguing to play, be it something sinister and smutty or light and lyrical. A hybrid of the two works as well

  • Not into writing this story on my own, and would like a writing partner to share the experience with

  • Very open to discussing plot points OOC to help keep things both moving and interesting

  • Often bored at work and capable of replying at least 1/day, with the potential of replying multiple times in a day if the story pulls me

  • Fully aware that sometimes stories grow stale, and open to cutting things off clean or trying for a fresh start

  • , Perhaps unfairly, unwilling to write anything involving vampires and werewolves.

  • Looking to improve as a writer and, towards that end, gratefully welcome criticism and/or suggestions.

  • Quite possibly too old for this site by now, but sometimes you just have to scratch the old writing itch

  • You are:

  • An adult (in the legal sense, at least) who is capable of communicating OOC to discuss plot points.

  • Comfortable writing a paragraph per post without treating it like a word quota you begrudgingly fulfill.

  • Into the idea of us writing a story together, and participating in keeping things fresh and moving.

  • Willing to clearly state your boundaries in what you're willing to write so as to ensure I don't overstep.

  • Are open to the idea of either a short and quick RP to whet the appetite or a long, age-spanning novel for us to share.

  • Going to let me know if you want to drop a story, or need to go away for a while.

  • Aware of how to use proper grammar while willing to forgive an overly eager typo here and there.

  • Hopefully willing to take some light criticism here and there to help us both grow as writers.

  • Willing to forgive how pretentious this post is.


  • While I have a couple of ideas of my own, I'd much rather discuss them with you over PMs or Skype.

    PM me or post here if you're interested.
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