Ashes Turn to Mud

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This are just RP ideas I have. If you enjoy any of the ideas do PM me and tell me which one you enjoy/want to rp to.

-Holy Hand Grenade


H=Homosexual
Yu=Yuri
Bi=Bisexual
S=Straight
* = Most inclined to write up in the future.

Potential Ideas that I MAY write up.

The Baroness* [EarlxStubborn Baron's Daughter] S
Under the Moon [WerewolfxHuman] S
Bloodied Arrow* [GeneralxCap. of Guard-Elf] H
Caged [ProtectorxFallen Angel ] H
Land of the Dead [DemonxDemon] H
Almost Human [Fallen AngelxHuman] S
Ex-Lover's Lovers [MurderxVictim] H
Smooth Criminals* [MurderxMurder & DetectivexDetective] H and S
Six Gun Quota* [Contract Killers-3-xContract Killers-3-] H,S, Bi

What I want to do but no balls to find someone for it.

Lord of the Rings Orginal Characters: GlorfindelxErestor, AragornxLegolas or HaldirxGlorfindel [Any Elf pairing makes me happy]
Made up Characters: Elves, male elves. Male elfxMale Human.

Harry Potter Idea: Not next Generation but after that. New threat being minstry laws.
Characters for plot: VampirexWizard or WerewolfxWizard. Wizard would be my Xan though. Sorry. Prefer Y or H.
W/o plot & Orginal Characters: LuciusxSeverus [Yeah I went there] SeverusxHarry [Yup] VoldeshortsxHarry [:D] ScarfyxSorting Hat [I am Joking] Anything without Ron or Neville and no Twincest.
w/o plot & Made up characters: Alexander(Xan)xAny males. Xan is gay so yeah.

Sherlock Orginal Characters: SherlockxJohn or MycroftxLestrade
Made Up: NO!

Dragon Age Dragon Age Two W/ Orginal Characters: FenrisxM.Hawke, AndersxM.Hawke, FenrisxAnders, M.HawkexIsabella
Dragon Age Two W/ made up Characters: M.HawkexALL
Dragon Age One W/ Orginal Characters: AlistarxM.Warden [or Female Warden], AlistarxZevran, ZevranxM.Warden, M.WardenxLeliana, CouslandxHowe [The children so like NathanielxAedan, which is the default name for the Warden]
Dragon Age Two W/ Made Up Characters: M.WardenxAll, Lothering SurvivorxRedcliff Survivor, Ostagar survivorxSomeone.

Star Trek Star Trek w/ Original characters: Spock/Kirk [no fem!Kirk or fem!Spock]

What I will do:

Fantasy, Yaoi/Homosexual, Straight, Abuse if it ends, Victorian Era, Middle Ages, Romance, Drama, Hurt/Comfort, Angst, Science fiction, historical, crime, murder, mystery, werewolves, vampires.

Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, Kuroshisuji [MUST have a good plot], 07-Ghosts, Skip Beat, DragonAge [Has seen none of them D:], Sherlock, Star Trek [TOS], Hetalia.

Things I may do:

Yuri, Nekos, Mpreg, High School Romance, TeacherxStudent.
*All these are dependent on the plot. If it is a good plot I will do it. If it does not catch my attention I will not do it.

Will not do:

Incest, MasterxSlave, Anything UNDER 500 Character [Rarely will do now], Zombies, anything that has no romance in it.

Things you should know about me:

Like many people I am busy so I may not post right away. If you have my attention I will post almost instantly if not then meh. It is not that I don't like the roleplay but that I am bored with the situation at the time. Nothing against any of you.
I also try not leave RPs but I do trickle away from them. Normally I can blame Netflix, school, or video games for this but I will try not to do it!
For posting lengths I am flexible. I like writing at minimum 1,000 characters but I will go shorter to accommodate roleplayers. For example some people may not write a lot but really want to do a plot. I will work with them and roleplay with them. Everyone deserves a chance.
With that being said I don't expect perfect grammar. My grammar sucks most of time. It isn't so bad that I don't know how to form a sentence but comma splicing may happen on accident or my sentence is really not a sentence. I'm sorry for that.
Other than that I have nothing else to say. Thanks guys!

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[center 1. I really really want to do a Stony rp where Steve and Tony are in an established relationship and when Tony is on his way to propose to Steve and accident happens and Tony is badly hurt and I want it to pick up from there. They could be avengers or not avengers ]
  GuillotineDreams / 1y 37d 14h 22m 5s

War has waged on for centuries.

No one knows how it started but they know that they must continue it…

Till the bitter end.


The war between the High Elves and the Dark Elves is a long and bitter war. Neither side has the upper hand in the war but that is until the {Captain} of the Royal guard was captured with the youngest child of the High Elves royalty. The {Warlord} of the Dark Elves, takes his two captives into his own home.


Dark Elves live a lot differently than the High Elves to the point it is a culture shock for the two captives. The {Captain} is especially shocked as he looks upon the enemy’s actual life style while the [prince/princess] of the High Elves are amazed.


Can the two prisoners of war figure out how to break away from the {Warlord} and return to their people? Or better yet can they figure out the key to ending the war?



1. I do not expect you to be online 24/7 and post everytime you are on. I won't. Just tell me if you are going to be a while.

2. I left this roleplay rather vague. I want to plan this further with you to make it more unique. Please feel free to talk to me, plot with me, and have fun with me. I will even create a chat thread if need be so we can plot evilly on what to do.

3. Everything goes if you are comfortable with everything. I only ask that if it ever comes to sex we respect the rules and move it elsewhere or timeskip it entirely.

4. This thread will be lock at 1,000 characters.

5. No real pictures. Also please try to have a picture that isn't constantly being used. I understand that finding male elf pictures are hard, well high elf pictures are, anyways strive for something new.


Skelly is below:

Name:

Warlord or Captain: [Which role are you fulfilling]

Personality: [Just a little bit so I can get a feel for your character]

Sample Post:


.I don't expect the High Elf to be a goody two shoes or the dark elf an asshole. Play either how you want to.

.The high elves have amazing manners but believe that everyone else is below them. They live in gleaming cities, hidden away by the forest. They tend to be prudish and live lavishly. They are big on the honor of their family.

.The dark elves live both below and above ground in the darkest parts of the forest that is tainted by darkness. Unlike the high elves the dark elves are very welcoming of other races, especially those that are casted out. They are seen as crude and ruthless despite that they are very community oriented and further more family and children are the most important things to them. Many of the people live poorly but they are content.

  HolyHandGrenade / 6y 255d 9h 51m 54s
Hello my lovelies! I know that many of you are tired of seeing search threads but I am bored. All the plots below are written by me during various stages of my time as a role player and I would be more than happy to do any of them. I do, however, have several roleplays that I REALLY want to do. Those, in order, are the following: Away [N], Adagio [K], and Labyrinth [I]. With Away the plot has three different variations to it which is the way I wrote it, just straight, or just gay. If you don't want to scroll through and find the exact plot just message me the letter and I will send the plot to you. Below this post is a list of the roleplays with a summary.

I am open to other RP ideas so just PM me with your idea. If you need a list of what I will or won't do please see the description. Also, in the description, are titles. If any of them catch your fancy ask me about them. I have a general idea of what I want from them. Anyways PM if you want to RP with me.

Thank you.

H.H.G.

  HolyHandGrenade / 6y 308d 11h 57m 18s
Welcome to the wonderful world of me searching for a roleplay. To save you time and effort I will give you the first half or a summary of a roleplay a long with letter and title. You can PM me for the rest of the roleplay or find it yourself. I am also accepting other peoples plots to join.

A.

Ides of March

Homosexual-AU-Ancient Rome

It is like a game of chess. Everyone moving for one common goal, even if they are ignorant of the fact. Cassius has managed to get Brutus on his side, managed to gain another chess piece while Caesar loses another. But could it be avoided? Can two pawns loyal to Caesar make a difference as they dance around the chess board?
This is Soldier or SenatorxServant [My character Claudius]


B.

Lets Watch it Burn

Yaoi-Future

[x] is part of an elite group that is not won by the charming smile of the Dictator. He is the leader of the Rebellion but has his own little secret. Taylor and [x] are Husband and Husband. They had known each other since they were little kids and fell in love almost instantly. [x] however had one issue with the political settings and that he did not get to be with his Husband often enough. So how to see the man constantly? Rebel against him.

C.

The Sun and Moon

Yaoi-Middle Age-Fantasy

Sworn enemies have to join together to fight a greater threat. To make them work together the General of the Moon must join the Prince and General of the Sun's army to march onto the west and save their lands from total annihilation.

D.

The Black Dahlia

Medieval - Fantasy - Homosexual - Mature

... This cult believes that all magic is evil and a curse from the god. They want the mages to be regulated; controlled by man. The members of this cult are encouraged to murder those who use magic in turn causes many deaths. Each death is a triumph to them for it is one less thing of evil. But the death of mages are not their only goal. They want king Asotasr, a man of tolerance, to be rid of. Asotasr is fascinated by magic and his closest adviser Vladimir of Theryls was a Mage. A mage that Asotasr constantly listened to and just as many times has taken him to bed. That small detail however the Cult did not know. They only knew of Vladimir, of the mage and he how he had “corrupted” the King so both needed to disappear. But they could not do that without help. ...
AssassinxMage [Vladimir]


E.

Forbidden

Homosexual-Victorian Era-Mature

It is 1888 on Cleveland Street. A man slips into the building to not return for a few hours. It is the notorious male brothel. Homosexual activity outlawed in England however Charles Hammond seemed to not care. Taking men and boys of all ages into the brick house he continues his little game. Only his "precious" boys live inside. Some of them are sold off and expected to return later no mater what.
Prostitute[Edvard]xDuke


F.

In the Dark

Straight. PrincipalxTeacher. Hurt. Comfort. Romance.

... 'I miss you. All I want to do is hold you close to my chest to whisper in your ear sweet nothingness. I want to see your kids, though I should say god-kids, regardless I want to help them with their homework. You were so pitiful when it came to math that your poor daughter had to come to me. Do you recall that was how we first met? You were in your office looking over the school and I was just a teacher though I did not teach math just first level biology. You were in charge of the school for the gifted and your daughter always seemed to be in your office. She asked me to help her there when you were out to talk to the board members. Though we had met before, for you to hire me, you never acknowledged me. That night was the best night of my life though. ...

G.

The Nanny [Angel in Disguise]

Yaoi-Neko-Romance

... It has been 502 years since the “Cat Control Law” had been implemented and in America the officially announced the end of the law. All Nekos were to be released from slavery or else the owners will be arrested. Owners have six months to release their Nekos. When all of them are released all hell breaks lose. Slums start to be introduced to nice cities and jobs become scarce while Nekos are being discriminated. ...
PoliticianxNeko/Nanny [Xan]


H.

Grave Robbet at Large

Victorian-Vampire-Homosexual-Fantasy

All around the British Empire graves are being robbed. No one placed inside a coffin is safe and subject to becoming more than nothing. To counter this grave robber the Scotland Yard has sent out one of their newbie inspectors, Inspector Harford. But no matter how hard the Inspector looks he cannot find the Grave Robber.
Grave RobberxInspector or Grave RobberxVampire


I.

Labyrinth

Homosexual-Fantasy-Middle Ages

Life seemed so easy in the Magistrate States. All one had to do was listen to their magister and life was a breeze. [X], a farmer’s eldest son learned that the hard way. When he denied the magister’s daughter marriage the man threw [x] into a cell for breaking his little girls heart. The next week was is trial and he was accused of high treason; his family had testified he was part of a rebel group though he was not.The Magister “listened” to the evidence and came up with his punishment. The Labyrinth.
"Human"xGod [Ruavin]


J.

Nemo

Homosexual-Fantasy-Middle Ages-Dark-Mature

Once there had been a great war that destroyed the lands of Zareen. For the elven race they had one champion and he was known as Lord Vellys. His men, the Auvrea, were the last resort when it came to battles for their methods were ruthless but effective. They would cut down everyone and everything in there way with just one command and would retract from their slaughter with another. When the war ended the Auvrea and their lord were exiled from the elven realms. At first they remained a community until their Lord was captured and cursed by a wizard. After that they began to drift away, living alone in there own parts of forest never to be seen.
Elf[Vellys]xBard [Elf


K.

Adagio

Homosexual-Romance-Angst-Hurt/Comfort-Modern

Adagio-In a leisurely manner; slowly. A slow love story about a man in an abusive relationship and two kids who can barely make it and a business man that does not know the joys of family.
Teacher [Taylor Kranz]x Businessman


M.

The Diary

APH-Hurt/Comfort-Romance-Drama-Angst

After the wall fell Prussia's life went to shit. His brother was not talking to him and his friends did not even acknowledge him. It was only a stuffy aristocrat that paid any attention to Prussia. Still Prussia felt alone, ignoring Austria completely and pulling into himself.
PrussiaxAustria


N.

Away

Homosexual - Straight - Romance - Scifi - Drama - War

Two smugglers land on a planet on the brink of war with the other inhabitants and are not welcomed by anyone but two brothers.

Female SmugglerxOne of the Males and Male SmugglerxThe Other Male

  HolyHandGrenade / 6y 309d 11h 10m 27s
The war between heaven and hell is a complicated war with many layers and reasons how it came to be. Many believe it started when Michael casted out Lucifer but that wasn’t the start. The start was when to completely different groups stumbled upon each other on several primitive worlds. That was the start of the war. Those worlds that were just starting off caused the war. When Lucifer was exiled the only thing that happened was the stopped fighting on one world, Earth, making it a gray zone in the universe.

Not many angles fight in the war anymore. They fight to maintain their outposts in purgatory and perhaps every few centuries they try to expand their space. The last time they tried to push against the barriers of the hell spawns it ended terribly. Raphael, the archangel and the healer, was injured to the point he could not continue in purgatory or heaven. But on earth he could still live. Being removed from the field, the archangel used the last of his powers to send his soul into a body of an infant that would have died a few hours after his birth.

[X] is a demon, having been one of the first demon to ever step foot on Earth. From that moment he had remained on Earth, enjoying his life and order less. That was until Raphael came to Earth, well at least when Raphael’s soul came onto earth. [X]’s orders were simple, taint the angel until his wings shattered. But when [X] found Raphael he was not expecting what he saw at all but he would continue to taint Raphael’s newly found body no matter what.


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Raphael pushed through throngs of angels, fighting his way through the demons to one of his injured brothers. Sinking to his knees, into the mud, he stopped in the middle of the battlefield, his hands ripping off the armor of his brother until he could reach flesh. Once he saw the pale expanse of skin he pressed a lightly tanned hand against the pale skin, light coming from his hands as he forced the pulsing power into another’s body. Then pain.

A gasp left Raphael’s lips as he looked behind him. Blood dripped down one of his pure white wings, but that was not what bothered Raphael it was the sword in his chest, just a few millimeters from his heart. He could hear his brother’s voice calling his name, grasping his arm in a vain attempt to pull Raphael out of it. It did not work. All Raphael could think about was the searing pain in his chest but also his death. Raphael feared death. All of the archangels feared death. They never mentioned it and no one knew of that little tidbit but all of them feared it. For them there was nothing left after death. Their father would not return their souls into a vessel and remold them but instead he would let the just disappear into nowhere. That is what they feared.

The sword
  HolyHandGrenade / 6y 303d 12h 49m 46s
N.

Away

Homosexual - Straight - Romance - Scifi - Drama - War


It all started from a simple routine shuttle run.

Well as routine as it can be for smugglers.


{He} and {She} were friends since they were kids and both of them where little trouble makers. After enlisting together and being sent to Zephyrus XI to end a war between the natives of the planet and the colonist they decided to go AWOL and live the simple life of smugglers. Of course nothing is ever so simple.

It was to be a simple run from Nephthys III to Hut’Chai and was only five light years away. Yet Hut’Chai’s military fleet had to intervened, chasing {him} and {her}, along with the rest of their little crew, out of the galaxy. Trying to rid the universe of the smugglers the military of Hut’Chai shot at the shuttle and landed a few blows. {He} and {She} were forced to land upon the nearest planet once the fleet left and that planet was Torr’as.

{He,1} and {He,2} are half-brothers and the sons of the High Priest. {He,1} is a healer and {He,2} is a scientist. When they were out at the old bridge gathering herbs they saw the shuttle crash land. {He, 2} insisted on seeing the shuttle out of “professional” curiosity and despite {He,1}’s better judgment he lets his younger brother drag him to the shuttle’s landing spot.

{She} saw them first when she was climbing out of the craft. Without a thought {she} pulled her phaser out and though {He, 1} would hate to say it he told {He,2} that a weapon was going to be pointed at them. Though {He,1} didn’t expect it to be fired and he also did not expect to be hit in the shoulder. {He} pulled {Her} away once {He} realized what was happening while {He,2} hurried to his brother’s side to stop the bleeding.

After their disastrous first meeting they were able to sit down and talk. Well more like {His} and {Her} ship doctor fixed {Him,1} up and {He,2} made a flurry of gestures. After a few failed chances {He,2} managed to invite {Him} and {Her} to his family villa that was not too far away from the old bridge. {He} and {She} agree, leaving their crew to see what they can salvage.

That is where their stories start, not end.




-PM me who you want to be. {He} and {She}? {He,1} and {He,2}? {He,1} and {She}? When you pm me I want a simple skeleton. Name, Who you are filling the role of, age, if you want real pictures or tasteful anime-ish pictures, and something about their personality, and a sample of your writing.

-This is not first come first serve. I may be inclined to make different versions of this roleplay.

-No Cybering, it will be time skipped. If you want to know why I am not entertaining the idea of taking it to email ask me and I will tell you why.

-Please post when you can and I will do the same thing.

-Drugs, swearing, violence and many more fun stuff? That is a yes!

-Below will be a description of Torr'as. On another note this is a Gay/Straight roleplay. One pairing is gay and the other straight. Who is gay and who is straight I don't care. Other people can be added also. Please do bring in citizens of Torr'as or the crew members!


The people of Torr’as are vastly unknown in the universe. They are a people of vast intellect and greatly advance for a civilization with no interest in outside contact because of their isolationist policies very few people know what they look like. The people of Torr’as are not different from the people of Earth in fact their anatomy and appearance are human the only difference between the races [other than vast intelligence they harbor] is that the people of Torr’as live on average three centuries.

The social structure of Torr'as is as followed: Royal Family, High Priest/ Priestess and immediate family, nobleman and women, Scientists/Healers/Politicians/Generals/others, Military/Merchants, Common people, servants, the occasional slaves, criminals.

Torr'as is not united. Past the green lush lands, which seemingly goes on forever, is desert where the Kun'taf live. The Kun'taf are a violent race ruled by the need to spill blood. Their social structure is: War Chieftain, High Priest, Officers, other Military, Commoners, Slaves.

The Torr'as and Kun'taf are on a brink of war. {His} and {Her} presence will trigger it.
  HolyHandGrenade / 7y 105d 16h 51m 38s
M.

The Diary

APH-Hurt-Comfort-Romance-Drama-Angst


Cause I don't wanna be like this

I've been running these streets

for too long now

I've got nothing that's true

but this song now

but the further I go

I wanna go home.

-The Diary [Hollywood Undead]


After the wall fell Prussia's life went to shit. His brother was not talking to him and his friends did not even acknowledge him. It was only a stuffy aristocrat that paid any attention to Prussia. Still Prussia felt alone, ignoring Austria completely and pulling into himself.


Austria came over to Germany's one night to try and snap Prussia out of his depression and drinking. When Prussia opened the door to his room he yelled at Austria, saying more than plenty of hurtful things. Austria left, pained and with o intentions on returning or ever seeing Prussia again.


A few years later Prussia had been kicked out of Germany's house and needs a place to stay. The first place that comes to mind was Austria's but first he must repair their relationship.


Rules/Information

.:. I need either a Prussia or Austria.

.:. Post when available to. I will not press you for a post if you do not bother me.

.:. If you are going to leave the roleplay then please inform me so I can find another.

.:. If you pick to be Prussia prepare to accept copious amounts of alcohol. Prussia has turned to drinking.

.:. If you pick Austria you hold some feelings for Prussia though you refuse to really admit it out loud.

.:. Cybering will be TS or taken elsewhere. I do not care which one.

.:. PM to join.

  GuillotineDreams / 7y 236d 16h 11m 44s
L.

Silly Red Cape

Sherlock-Romance- Drama-Hurt-Comfort-Angst-Post Reichenbach


"Don't make people into heroes John. Heroes don't exist and if they did I wouldn't be one of them."


He had said those words without a thought when John had thrown a fit for his lack of rushing. At that time Sherlock did not know the extent of his words and that [if heros did exist] he would become one.


After the Fall Sherlock had kept only two connections in London. One was Molly who tried to keep an eye on John while the other was Mycroft, who found out about Sherlock by accident. Everyone else believed that Sherlock had committed suicide; even John. It was John who took Sherlock’s death the worse.


One drunken night in Harry’s flat did John concluded that he was done with a world without Sherlock. While his sister was at her girlfriend’s house John turned his gun on himself and pulled the trigger. It was Mycroft who found John and Mycroft who made sure John was in a hospital. Still Sherlock was not informed.Instead he laid naked somewhere in Columbia.


It took two years later for Mycroft finally to call Sherlock for John’s mental health had detoriated to the point nothing could save him; except for a hero. Sherlock came immediately to John’s side but not everything is how it seems. Even a "hero" can fall and holds imperfection and Sherlock has more than he wishes to admit; one being Moran is still out there, constantly slipping pass Sherlock.


However big these flaws are the duo need each other to survive. Without the two cannot accomplish anything.


The Game

.:. This is a BBC Sherlock roleplay if you have not gathered that also Moriarty is dead.

.:. There will be talk about drugs or even usage of drugs. Along with that there will also be attempted suicide mentions and violence. No line is too fine in this roleplay.

.:. If there is any Cybering it will be taken off the site or timeskipped. This is your choice, not mine.

.:. I have several plans for this and I hope at one point or another you will too. Please feel free to collaborate and add twists to the plot.

.:. Columbia was a hint that Sherlock did turn to some drugs. I thought to inform you of such.

.:. Please inform me if you are quitting the roleplay or will be unavailable. Personally Mondays are terrible for me because I have labs at 6-ish [pm]

.:. I am looking for either a John or Sherlock. Whoever you play is your choice.

.:. Romance is optional though I do hope they become a couple at some point.

.:. PM to join.

  GuillotineDreams / 7y 236d 16h 14m 35s
K.

Adagio

Homosexual-Drama-Romance-Slice of Life


Adagio-In a leisurely manner; slowly.


~


Taylor Kranz is a proud father of two beautiful five year olds. They are his everything and the only thing keeping him afloat. Teachers salary, dead wife and a few other issues that Taylor refuses to acknowledge makes the man's life a living hell. One of the issues he refuses to acknowledge is about his current boyfriend of two years. The man is what keeps Taylor financially afloat but the man is a sadistic bastard and an abusive drunk. To make matters worse the man practically spends his life drunk as fuck. Luckily he never raises his hand against Taylor when the kids are present nor where the wounds can easily be seen. As much as Taylor wants to leave the man he cannot and fears what will happen if he did leave the man.


[X] is one of the most spoken of businessman of the decade. He is intelligent, handsome and anything else a woman would want in a man, too bad he is never interested in them. If he is interested in a woman it is for a booty call and nothing else. [X] feels like he has no time to form a relationship with his busy work schedule.


And yet he makes room after bumping into the Teacher twice.


Their first meeting was a business meeting. [X] was going to a party and Taylor happened to be in the string quartet that was playing at the rather annoyingly stuffy party. [X] only glanced over at the violinist and spoke to him once after the party and that was the end of their first meeting.


The second time they met was an accident. The wifi was down at Taylor's and his boyfriend's house and Taylor needed to grade some papers. So where to go? Go to Starbucks and grade papers until the Wifi was fixed. His daughter, who had been with her grandparents earlier went to throw away some trash and accidentally bumped into [X] who was getting coffee and avoiding a meeting. Well she had to bump into him at a perfect time, right when he had coffee in one hand and the other his phone. Coffee spilled all over him, causing him to blow up on Taylor who had came to the rescue of his daughter. With a few words Taylor got the man to calm down just enough to talk.


After that they started meeting up at the very same Starbucks every Friday around five. Sometimes Taylor would grade papers and other times they would just talk. But good things cannot last forever especially when Taylor's boyfriend is getting suspicious.


~


-Real Pictures.

-There WILL be romance but to reach that we must take it is steps. There cannot and will not be instant romance. They will start off as Strangers to Friends to Lovers, that transition will take time.

-Will X find out about the abuse? Yes. Later in the roleplay.

-Cybering will be taken to email or Timeskipped. Do not ask me what I want for I can careless.

-Drugs, sex, drama, swearing, violence? Please. I want this to be drama filled! BUT I do not want high school drama and drama that is unbelievable. This is a slice of life. Meaning turning into a vampire is not something too fear.

-My intro will begin when Taylor is playing for the Party. We will talk and then skip to Starbucks.


~


Any questions or concerns feel free to PM me.


---------------------------------------------------------------INTRO

Lightly tanned fingers ghosted over the dark purple skin, refraining from putting any pressure on the bruise at all. A look of disgust filled the mans face as he came to the end of the bruise. It was rather pathetic that a grown man can still be smacked and tossed around like a rag doll. Letting his finger's linger at the end of it for a moment longer he removed his hand and just stared at the mirror. The bruise was right under his left nipple and extended out a bit the very sight made Taylor cringe. The night he acquired the wound had been one of the worse nights yet with Stephan. Said man had gotten in a fight with Taylor over the dumbest thing ever and had stormed out of the house. By three in the morning he returned and did everything his drunken mind could do to harm Taylor and not wake the children. The night had ended with Taylor calling in sick to nurse his wounds.

Most of what had occurred that night were fading away into yellow or were no longer presents. Only two things remained from the man's beating and that was a few cracked ribs and the nasty bruise all of which would heal in time.

Taylor's musing ended by the sound of two tiny voices arguing with each other on who would get the last cookie. Glancing over his shoulder the man quickly buttoned up his shirt, completing the last button by the time the bedroom door was slammed open and two little children could be seen glaring daggers at each other. “Whats the problem?” Taylor asked turning to look at his two little angles. All at once they were talking over each other, trying to win over the last cookie causing Taylor to smile his thoughts on the bruise forgotten. “Dad! It is no fair!” a voice whined not thinking that the other sibling should get the cookie. “Daddy,” the other voice added. Taylor looked between his son Zachary and daughter Danielle who went back to arguing. “How about I eat the cookie?” He said just to get glared at by the two. “B-But,” Zachary began just to have his twin finish his sentence for him. “We want it Daddy.”

The man rolled his eyes as he bent over and picked up the two, lightly tossing them onto the bed not far off and laying down. Danielle climbed up on Taylor and rested her chin on the man's chest. “Daddy,” she whined once more. Taylor winced as she put pressure on his wounds but said nothing about it. “Danny we do have ice cream sandwiches,” he said pointing out there were other things for them to eat. The girl was instantly off her father's chest bouncing with eagerness. “Really?” Zachary asked just as excited. Taylor nodded and the moment he did he was abandoned. A sigh escaped Taylor's lips as he looked at the bedside table. Stephan should be back from work in thirty minutes and in an hour Taylor should be leaving to go play with his old quartet.

Leaving his bed Taylor finished dressing in one of his few suits. Between the bruise and the suit Taylor had to say he hated the suit a hundred times more. It was nuisance while playing the violin but he had to look good.

Once he was done he gathered his violin and moved to the living room where he was promptly sat on by his daughter and son who had given up on trying to get their ice cream sandwiches. They remained there watching tv until Stephan came home.

~

Taylor sat their, eyes on the other three as they all took three deep breaths. His and two other instruments were poised in the air as they breathed. They had practice twice when Taylor had came but now was the real deal and though all had been playing their respected instruments for years they were still slightly nervous. By the fourth exhale they went into action, bows drawing across the strings.

As they played they moved like they were one person, not for separate beings. Their worry of a mistake was completely gone as they ignored the outside world. Their world was the sheet music in front of them and each other. Every now and then they would break away from this small world to change songs but other than that it was them and no one else. Taylor for one was devouring the music that laid on the staff, his fingers falling down into place and his right arm moving without thought to draw the bow across the four strings. Every now and then they would turn to pizzicato and the bow would be held so that he may pluck the strings but that was all done without much thought. Taylor was entranced in the classical music that engulfed him.

Yet the musical world ended all too quickly for Taylor. As their last piece came to an end they stood, bowed and began to pack up. A tingle of sadness filling Taylor as he moved to put his violin back into the red velvet lined case. The musical realm was the only place where he could let his mind wander and wandering it did. It was his friend who elbowed him that caught Taylor's attention. Forcing a smile on his lips he turned all his attention to the man who was standing there. “How can I help,” he asked as he started to loosen the tension in the bow.
  {I'm.in.a.box.} / HolyHandGrenade / 6y 287d 12h 16m 33s
Austria post:



There was a fine line between love and hate. So thin that Austria did not know when he ever crossed over this line when it came to love an annoying albino. Maybe it all started when they were constantly fighting each other? Austria did not know the answer all he knew was his heart broke in two when Prussia stepped over the boundary between Russia and Germany. Since that day Austria prayed to something he no longer believed in for the ex-nations safe return. His house had been far too silent and empty since Gilbert left them all.

Very few really felt the pain of Prussia’s departure. Germany felt it but he had Italy that kept and depression down. Then there were the other two that was part of the terrible trio. France was still angry at Germany and in turn at Prussia while Spain was in his own little world. The only one that really felt it had been Austria. Perhaps it was because his ex-wife was also gone along with Prussia…Another thing Austria did not know. But what he did know was his house had become unbearably cold and empty. His life in those long years following World War two had been filled with a strict routine of eating and disappearing into his piano room to play for invisible guests. No one bother him either. Switzerland was still butt hurt about the pass and the rest were busy which permitted him to brood about everything. It was a lonely life.

So when he heard about the wall being pulled down Austria was more than excited to see Prussia. But someone had some sick twisted sense of humor. When Prussia came back to them Austria had spent as much time as he could to get his dose of annoying albino but he never got it. Instead he was constantly brushed off by Prussia. That hurt the most. More than the cold draft in his house or the look Hungary gave him at the end of World War One. It broke his heart in jagged pieces though he refused to admit it. Instead he kept his normal aristocrat façade.

But it was too much for him to bear which could explain why he stood outside of Prussia’s room, fist hovering above the door’s wood. Taking a deep breath he briskly knocked three times to warn Prussia of his intrusion. “Prussia,” he called as he took a step in, nose scrunching up at the smell of alcohol. “I need to talk to you.” He said, eyes dancing through the dirty room before lying on the albino. Steel determination shun in violet depths as he waited for a response.

Prussia:
The neck of the amber bottle was held limply in the pale hand. Crimson eyes were narrowed as he watched his brother; watch but not listening. Words had stopped making sense in his alcohol addle mind long ago. It is not like what the blonde said was going to matter or change a thing. He would say what he had been saying forever now. You are rotting away. You are being selfish. You are a disgrace. You are weak. And so forth. It would be something to try and get a rise out of the albino but all the blonde would receive was a glare before the albino continued wallowing in self pity.

It is not like anyone understood what had happened to him or seen what he had saw. On the other side of the Iron Curtain life had been worse than hell. Russia lashed out ever time someone coughed and if that was not the case he found sick enjoyment of bashing his lead pipe into some kneecaps. The man was a monster. IF anyone had dared to think Germany was bad then they never spent any time with the Russian. The concentration camps seemed heavenly versus dealing with Russia and his fits of insanity.

That, however, played one part of the terrible but releasing habit. Everyone had left him. Even his little brother wished for nothing to do with him. Instead the Aryan would look down at him with unmasked disgust. No, it was not from his drinking either that this disgust came from. When the albino had returned from the other side of the wall. But not only Germany gave him that look; his friends did too. They had the same look in there eyes as they did the day the handed him over to the monster and that was pure disgust. That had hurt just as equally.

Germany's voice crescendo a bit as he stormed out, slamming the door behind him. Bottles rattled from the force of the slam; some falling and breaking. Finally standing up the small form of what had once been great made his way across the filthy mess. Shards tore at his feet but that did not matter. It would heal. Instead he was on a mission. Forcing the wardrobe door open he looked at himself in the mirror. There peering back at him was the once great nation of Prussia. Red eyes were haunted, face slightly shrunken in from the lack of food were repulsive. Without a thought he slammed his fist into the mirror. Glass cut away the flesh leaving just a bloody mess. But Prussia did not care. After all he was a mess too. Trudging back to his bed he sat down and brought the bottle that had never left his hand to his lip. Tilting his head back slightly he took in the liquid that made him feel warm when he was really just cold and empty inside.
  GuillotineDreams / 7y 236d 16h 10m 8s
J.

Nemo [Nobody]

Mature - Dark - Medieval - Homosexual



Once there had been a great war that destroyed the lands of Zareen. For the elven race they had one champion and he was known as Lord Vellys. His men, the Auvrea, were the last resort when it came to battles for their methods were ruthless but effective. They would cut down everyone and everything in there way with just one command and would retract from their slaughter with another. When the war ended the Auvrea and their lord were exiled from the elven realms. At first they remained a community until their Lord was captured and cursed by a wizard. After that they began to drift away, living alone in there own parts of forest never to be seen.
~

One bard always scoffed at the prospect of these hidden devils in the forests. Needing to get from one lord’s hall to the next the elf decides to go through the forest and past the old ruins of the Auvrea’s settlement. But the further he gets through the forest the more lost he becomes until the point he is unable to tell which way is north or south, east or west.

After several nights he finds himself at a river and remains there in hope that someone would ride by and fully knowing he could survive off of fishes if need be. His plan does not go well when Nemo, a truly nameless elf, finds the male. The bard happily follows Nemo thinking nothing of it especially when he is welcomed to stay for however long he wishes in an amazing and enchanting castle.

But not is all that seems. The longer the bard stays the more darkness he can feel suffocating him. When he tries to leave Nemo permits him to but every turn he makes he seems to be returning to the castle. Not only that but Nemo seems to be drawing his soul in, having it cry as if they were soul mates. To say the least the once for sure bard is beyond confusion and will be until he can figure out Nemo.

RP Rules.

- Post when you can. I will not bother you to post and you will not bother me to post.

- Please do not leave the RP without telling me. I personally like to be informed if I am being abandoned so I do not wait like a hopeless idiot.

- Please, PLEASE, be able to write properly. When I mean write properly I mean like a normal human being that seems to have some goddamn English education.

- I request anime-ish pictures. I will be picky ever so slightly with them. I do not wish to see pictures that are use by half of es.

- This will be a homosexual RP therefore if you were hoping for some SemexUke than please kindly remove yourself.

- This plot is flexible and meant for changes. Add some twists and communicate with me; I promise I won't bite hard.

- Now then...Cybering. If anything happens it will be timeskipped or taken to Email. You choose what you are most comfortable with because I do not give a rat's ass what we do with those scenes.

- Violence and Swearing? I do not care. Drugs and Alcohol? Don’t care.

- This is a Fantasy medieval rp. To be exact in our history I would put it in the middle of the High Middle ages.

- This is not first come first serve. I may like a few of you and make a few [up to three total] versions.

- PM to join do not just request or I will hunt you down.

- I sound mean.

  GuillotineDreams / 8y 21d 17h 39m 44s
I.

Labyrinth

Homosexual-Fantasy-Middle Ages



Life seemed so easy in the Magistrate States. All one had to do was listen to their magister and life was a breeze. [X], a farmer’s eldest son learned that the hard way. When he denied the magister’s daughter marriage the man threw [x] into a cell for breaking his little girls heart. The next week was is trial and he was accused of high treason; his family had testified he was part of a rebel group though he was not.The Magister “listened” to the evidence and came up with his punishment.
The Labyrinth.

The Labyrinth is worse than a death sentence for every few weeks the “criminals” are injected a drug that forces the person into the accursed realm of the gods. There they find themselves in an endless and ever changing Labyrinth that the gods use to punish the worst of the worst. In a group of four they must get to the end but once you were finish with the Labyrinth you went insane.

As for the master of this particular part of the realm it is the Weaver; Ruavin. It disgusts the God that this stain of his realm remains and is being used by the humans but he can only sit there helplessly as the humans die and join his brother’s realm. As he watches the newest bunch of humans he finds himself drawn to [x] for the farmer has the long lost blood of an ancient race.

With this attraction Ruavin is inclined to help but how will things go in the mortal realm?

Laws of the Labyrinth

* Left, Right or Straight Ahead. Never can you go back.

* No one can tell you who is good or bad.

* Always knock twice before opening a door.

* Never accept food or drink from the occupants of the Labyrinth.

* Die inside the Labyrinth and you die in the mortal realm.


RP Rules.

- Post when you can. I will not bother you to post and you will not bother me to post.

- Please do not leave the RP without telling me. I personally like to be informed if I am being abandoned so I do not wait like a hopeless idiot.

- Please, PLEASE, be able to write properly. When I mean write properly I mean like a normal human being that seems to have some goddamn english education.

- I request anime pictures. I will be picky ever so slightly with them. I do not wish to see pictures that are use by half of es.

- This will be a homosexual RP therefore if you were hoping for some SemexUke than please kindly remove yourself.

- This plot is flexible and meant for changes. If you want to save on of your companions and have him/her have a romance with another character cool! Or I kill them all off. Either way add twists and communicate with me; I promise I won’t bite hard.

- Now then...Cybering. If anything happens it will be timeskipped or taken to Email. You choose what you are most comfortable with because I do not give a rat’s ass what we do with those scenes.

- Violence and Swearing? I do not care. Drugs and Alcohol? Don’t care.

- This is a Fantasy medieval rp. To be exact in our history I would put it in the middle of the High Middle ages.

- This is not first come first serve. I may like a few of you and make a few [up to three total] versions.

- PM to join do not just request or I will hunt you down.

- I sound mean.



What I require of you:

Name:

Age: [18-24]

Race: Humanoid species known as Tyrnahel [For more info see below]

Short Bio:

Picture:

Sample of your Work:



From here is just additional Information. There is no need to read.

- Tyrnahel is a race of human that came from the God’s lands. They are the first humans to be created and while they lingered on their creator’s lands they were granted the gift of immortality. When Savaric and some of his men left Verque they lost their gift of immortality. The gods pitied them and gave them the ability to live a longer life than the humans they placed on Verque because the Tyrnahel were like their childrens. With that they were able to live a few hundred year the longest recorded life being 529 years. The average lifespan is 420 years.

- Verque, the land now known as the Magister States. This was where the Gods placed most of the humans.


- The Labyrinth was the last creation of any of the gods. Ell’eon, the lord of them, requested his younger brother to create a place where the worst of souls could go, instead of lingering outside of Mavain’s [God of Death] gates. Ruavin created a place filled with good and bad where evil would stalk through never to be noticed but always tormented until Ell’eon decided that it was enough.

- Wymer was the second king of Rydul and was known as the Dark One. He raged war all over Verque and when the time came for him to die he was the first one to be settled into the Labyrinth.

- Rydul, the black city, has long since become an epicenter of trade. Though the name changed under Magister Maddox and the history erased by Magister Erwan darkness still looms about. The very city had been cursed by the gods and misfortune always falls in this area.

- Ell’eon and Mavain are the oldest gods alive. Ell’eon is associated with life and is called the creator while his brother Mavain is death and known as the destroyer.

- Ruavin is the youngest god out of all of them. He was created when humans needed hopes and a place to hide away while the rest. Ruavin came and supplied dreams to the people. As the youngest he has no mate and is pressed to find one amongst the Tyrnahel kind. Because Ell’eon wants him to find someone to be with the God does not know the outcome of any human’s life or their actions.

- The War against the Gods was under King Wymer’s rule. During this war many Tyrnahel lost their lives and the gods began stripping them of their right. Very few Tyrnahel remain no.
  {I'm.in.a.box.} / HolyHandGrenade / 8y 91d 18h 56m 58s
H.

Grave Robber at Large

Homosexual. Victorian Era. Vampires. Fantasy





Death is my business, and business is good.


All around the British Empire graves are being robbed. No one placed inside a coffin is safe and subject to becoming more than nothing. To counter this grave robber the Scotland Yard has sent out one of their newbie inspectors, Inspector Harford. But no matter how hard the Inspector looks he cannot find the Grave Robber.

This criminal is elusive, overly intelligent and by now rich as hell. The market for body parts and organs is large and everything is on demand. So the grave robber is more than happy to provide. However he has a rule, never go to the same cemetery twice in a six month period. But he heard a noble was going to be buried in Cambridge, four weeks after his last visit. Thinking he may get some gold, jems and organs he went to the cemetry and ran into Inspector Harford.

Our beloved grave robber managed to lie about his being there and started to get visits from the Inspector.

It has been six months since he was caught and the Inspector has been showing up at his mansion every other day, some feelings even being created by the two. But on the day the Inspector was out of town the Grave Robber went to do his job. One grave he opened he did not expect what he found.

He came across Lawrence, something that was alive...or was he? Lawrence is a vampire who was planning on resting for the next two centuries. Plans obviously changed. As revenge for his awakening he started to cling onto the Grave robber.

How can the grave robber deal with an Inspector and a Vampire? One he is trying to get into his pants and the other trying to get into his pants.

The Rules


-This is a Homosexual Roleplay with three men. I will play the Inspector and the Vampire. The Grave Robber will be trying to get into the Inspectors Pants, the Vampire the Grave Robber's pants.
-You pick who you want to be the ending result. Tell me some time in the middle of the RP who you want to end up with or both, I say middle because you have to see who you like the most.
-No one liners.
- Real Pics, you do not need to reflect the Victorian Era or being a grave robber. No Emo/Scene pictures though!
-Cyber taken to Email or TS, I don't care.
-Pm me to join.

youtube: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TA0zwhnW3OM&feature=relmfu
  {I'm.in.a.box.} / HolyHandGrenade / 8y 93d 14h 8m 56s
G.

Angel in Disguse

Yaoi. Neko. Romance.


3010- April 5th

Log Entry 23
We have finally made a new creature here in Japan. It is one of the fabled cat/human hybrids seen in things called Mangas and Animes, things we have found just recently. As the lead scientist of this endeavor I see it befitting to name these new creatures Nekos. They will be an envy of the world.

I must sign off for I have more testing to do on N-001, or as we named him, Haru.

-Miyamoto, Takeo

3015-June 29th

Log Entry 1838
The government has raided the labs and has taken every last one of them since we have made them capable of having children. As of today, according to the “Cat Control Law”all Nekos will be subjugated to slavery. Anyone trying to save them will be terminated by the Empire of Japan. The United Continent of America is soon to sign in on this law.

This is a horrible thing to do to these creatures! When we created them not to be slaves and yet the lust of man has turned them into such a thing. I regret making such beautiful creatures.

I am sorry.

-Miyamoto, Takeo


3517

It has been 502 years since the “Cat Control Law” had been implemented and in America the officially announced the end of the law. All Nekos were to be released from slavery or else the owners will be arrested. Owners have six months to release their Nekos. When all of them are released all hell breaks lose. Slums start to be introduced to nice cities and jobs become scarce while Nekos are being discriminated.

3527

Ten years later the situation remains the same for Nekos and is only getting worse. [X] is part of the government who is greatly against Neko freedom. To be honest he is an ass to Nekos but when his wife dies giving birth he needs someone to be a nanny and to get a good one he has to accept a neko into his house.

Alexander, or Xan like he prefers to be called, happens to accept the position. Xan had been born into slavery but was a rather rebellious brat too. He constantly angered his master and was what the master would call “a little demons” but that was ten years ago. Now the rebellious Neko has calmed down enough and needs a job to feed his siblings. Loving children he had instantly decided to go to work ignoring the things he heard about [X].

But as he stays longer the two fight more and more. Can their arguing bring them together when it really counts?

Da Rules

-This is a Yaoi meaning that you are the Seme and I am the Uke. Now will I act like some little pansy who rolls over and says fuck me? No. Just no.
-I only expect 500 Characters from you. If you write more then I will write more. I give you give.
-When it counts part? WTF? I have a few ideas like Xan potentially going to jail? The child getting really sick? Something around those lines.
-Violence? Swearing? Anything interesting. Please :D
-Anime Pictures
-Cybering will be TS or sent to Email. Do not ask me for my preference for I can give a rat's ass.
  {I'm.in.a.box.} / HolyHandGrenade / 8y 150d 20h 53m 23s
F.

In the Dark.

Yaoi or Straight. PrincipalxTeacher. Hurt. Comfort. Romance.

I'm in the dark

I'm alone around you

I've never been here before

Nobody here to get me through

Oh I'm in the dark


'You bastard! How dare you sleep with that filthy whore. Am I not enough for you? Did I do something wrong? Answer me you ass! What did I do to deserve this? Do not stay silent. Please...do not remain silent. Is this the end of us my beloved boss? Yes. Then I resign from my post. Enjoy your lonely life though you jack ass.'


'Goodbye'


Oh I'm losing my faith in every way

It points to you


'I miss you. All I want to do is hold you close to my chest to whisper in your ear sweet nothingness. I want to see your kids, though I should say god-kids, regardless I want to help them with their homework. You were so pitiful when it came to math that your poor daughter had to come to me. Do you recall that was how we first met? You were in your office looking over the school and I was just a teacher though I did not teach math just first level biology. You were in charge of the school for the gifted and your daughter always seemed to be in your office. She asked me to help her there when you were out to talk to the board members. Though we had met before, for you to hire me, you never acknowledged me. That night was the best night of my life though.



The more bleak the day

The less I behave as if

Everything black can wash away

Or can I just trade a dream for a way

To peel back the shade behind the gray



'I do not know how I can continue to live like this. I gave up on living; I do not know how to live. Alcohol consumes me and is my pain killers for my throbbing heart. What did I do to deserve this? I...I loved you with all my heart and then you cheat on me. I had no important date so why did you choose that day? Was it a way to break up with me? Are you so sadistic that you longed to see my broken expression? I think the answer is a yes. Regardless I still love you and I want to be with you. I long for your touch and would do anything to be caressed by you one last time. But it seems like I am not enough for you. I will just return to the bottle of whiskey while I watch the bills pile up. I already had to move into a shit hole because I have no where to teach. Oh well. I no longer care; black washes the pain away and fire sears it away. At this rate I will remain in the dark.



Nobody here to get me through


'Please come and save me. Save me before I go forever in the dark. I love you.'



Oh I'm in the dark.

  .:Vladimir:. / HolyHandGrenade / 8y 172d 15h 49m 11s
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