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 Closed  Female x Male  Female x Female Silky's Search for Adventure! c:

Discussion in 'Female Requests' started by Silky, Mar 25, 2018.

  1. Silky

    Silky ~Wandering Pixie~ Member

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    If your interested in RPing with me, please send me a PM instead of posting here.

    I'm also open to hearing new ideas and suggestions.

    Pleeaseee! Tell me more than you want to RP. It's obvious and actually quite annoying when that's all that is said. Because high chances are ill just delete it.
    I'm always looking for a partner to have fun with.
    If you like a particular plot, is there a character you prefer? Do you have ideas to add? Say so!
    Don't make me pull it out of you like i'm a dentist.
    I'm not and that could get rather messy. :>
    I do f/m and f/f, do you prefer one pairing over the other?

    Thank yew!~ c:
    Now onto the fun stuff and other tid-bits!

    * I enjoy playing multiple characters.

    * I like to write! Please be able to post more than a paragraph. So that the story can move along~
    My posts range at the very least 3+ paragraphs~ Depends on how inspired I am feeling. c:

    * I like to chit chat outside of the RP on here or Discord as an option. But I will only RP on BD. PM is first choice maybe a thread~

    * I sometimes like to use pictures along side description of my characters for a more visual appeal. Pictures tend to be found and are anime/drawing style when used. I don't often use real face claims. I do not often make profile/character sheets. I like to introduce my character in the story.

    * Romance/smut. I'm a sucker for it. I would like the story to have plot too. If that's all your looking for...I'm not the person. I love a good balance.

    * Third person posting only.

    * I typically respond on the daily or every few days. Depends on my mood.

    * I like long term. I don't mind waiting for replies. Though its a nice curtesy to let me know if are to be away for some time. I don’t mind picking back up where we left off! c:

    * If your not interested it anymore, thats cool! Just say something! Were all pretty mature here...right? It’s not a great feeling to be left hanging~

    *I have no limits with violence or language.
    Im not queasy with gore or blood.
    Sexual limits - I’ll leave to discussing with my partner. But I will say i’m not any weird or out there fetishes.


    Below are fandoms I enjoy. I like the worlds and story line, but I would prefer OC. If you play cannon that's awesome. I maaay be able to pull off someone, but don't hold me to it. I'm most comfortable with OC.

    Anime:
    •Inuyasha -- Cowboy Bebop -- Wolfs Rain -- Spice & Wolf
    Games:
    •Final Fantasy X --- Kingdom Hearts
    Other:
    (Darker versions) Peter Pan --- Beauty and the Beast ---Red Riding Hood --- Little Mermaid

    Time periods:
    Medieval/Fantasy
    Futuristic
    Dystopia/Apocalyptic
    Modern
    Feudal Japan

    Plots I have!
    Vampire x Werewolf/Lycan
    Vampires and Werewolves have never gotten along. Somehow though they have found a slim balance in the lands that they hold. Vampires don't interfere with the wolves, they won't attempt at killing the vampires. A wolf's bite can kill a vampire and up till now there has never been a cure. With the change of times, two young souls are at a loss with why the two species hate each other. They have formed a friendship in secret at a young age and have since grown to enjoy each others company, but as they've gotten older, it gets harder...feelings and responsibilities..meeting when it's possible to slip away from their own duties.

    A scroll is found while the other had been wandering for a new place to meet, showing that there might be a way for the two species to be unafraid of the affects. The scroll is missing information, but what intrigues them the most is the depiction of two forms. Wrapped in what looks like a dangerous feeding embrace, under the reddest of moons...

    A ritual they are willing to attempt if only they can figure what is missing. Their meets are soon found out, causing both clans to be outraged. It's a betrayal and soon starts waring. After much bloodshed The two decide to leave their lands to seek out someone known by both sides that could help. Only going on by the myth of a women that used to help each clan, a story long forgotten. But its something right?
    Royal vampires have their own protection. Lycans - humans that have evolved to change at will, they can fight for them and go about protecting them during the day. But when a vampire develops stronger feelings for their guard it has to be kept secret, these beasts are suppose to be nothing more than protection after all..
    Times become complicated when the royal is arranged to be married to another strong vampire who is all but ready to strengthen their kind. Guardians are a life long guard, living as long as the their vampire counterpart. But how long can the two go about in secret before they are exposed?
    Bounty x Hunter
    When Cleo hears about a prize that's to good to be true, she takes it upon herself to take it. It wasn't an easy feat and now those that it was taken from have put out a price on her head. When a bounty hunter ((YC)) sees her on the wanted list, YC takes to the sky and goes on a mission to get Cleo and turn her in. What they didn't plan on was her to weasel her way out of being taken in and telling YC she would split the loot with them once it was found. Cleo explains that what she had taken was the coordinates to a undiscovered place. Now the two of them join together to find out what this secret is about, all the while trying to keep out of a line of sight from those that are now after them.
    Royal x Knight
    When the king goes off on a trip. He comes back different. No one seems to notice this but the princess. Things lurk around in the shadows and at night she hears things she would rather not. When the king starts killing off people who just aren't pleasing him - those in the castle and those in the surrounding town. She knows something is up. Is it that ring he wears on his hand? Or does the man he brought back with him have something to do with it. A new presences lurks, one night she hears him deep within the under stories of the castle with a group of men. They're down summoning things and casting dark spells. While he grows powerful, so does the darkness around and when things start to visit her..she knows she has to get out to find help. One of the knight she practically grew up with, she finally turns to him for help and hears whispers of a wizard who may be able to help.
    Dragon/human form x Human traveler
    Treasure Hunting has been the name of the game for many years. There's adventure and money to be made. Lands to see and new people. Taking out the bad guys and cashing in for rewards. On one of their last hunts all they get out of it as a necklace which doesn't do them any good. The current town their in, no one wants it. Maybe the next town they can trade it in for something useful. During their travels they can't help but feel like they're being followed. Late that night a dragon turns up. Turns out they want nothing more than to get that necklace. So they say! But how can they even understand what the dragon is saying? When the dragon finally gets it..turns out that dragon is actually a women, but in the process his blood has spilled on the jewel, making her unable to leave his side.
    Magic user x Werewolf/Lycan
    The two characters have known each other for years. Each have their own secrets. In a town where witches are burned and a people fear the beasts of the night, the two have been able to live under the radar. Until one day when hunters come through town and make their stay for the next few days. They're a sneaky bunch and when the werewolf gets trapped and escapes with some nasty wounds, it goes to the witch friend for help. The hunt is on and eventually both are found out and have to make a run for it.
    Summoner x Demon
    *When a thief lifts a blade from someone they get more than they asked for. Not only does the blade seem to give them strength but it seems to hold the power of a demon within.With a agreement made the creatures gives them the power to take down their enemies while taking their souls as well as the thief once they die. But there is a legend deep within the sandy dunes to the east that has a temple with scrolls that could free the two of each other. The thief getting their soul back but keeping the power of the blade and the creature to become unattached from its own curse of being attached to the blade. But can a human and demon actually learn to love each other truly for this curse to break for either of them.
    *When two girls dabble in a book they shouldn't be, they summon something they didn't think was possible. One of the girls did this just out of curiosity while the other told her she probably shouldn't. When one of the girls disrupts their circle to leave, what they summoned comes out injured ((YC)). The women who is left finds a spell to help the injured summon, but at the same time this connects the two in a very close way. While the other friend has fled home, she also carries something darker and more dangerous that had been let out.
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    Natalia & Eva

    "Eva..I think were ready. Did you find some holly?." A voice asked coming from a black haired woman, her dark brown eyes looked up from a tattered book as she stood next to a small altar that had been set up upon an old wooden crate. "Hard to find, but yes. Down near that old library courtyard, the leaves are just beginning to grow back there." Eva replied, her voice softer as brown honey colored eyes glanced towards the boarded window that allowed little light in from the moon's rays outside. The two women were located in the top of worn brick building, a empty storage room it seemed. The wood floor creaked to their movements and bits of the wall were already crumbling from time. Holes bore in the ceiling, insulation hanging in puffs, every now and then there was the scattering of little clawed feet in then walls. Eva felt the chill radiate down her spine. "Why did you pick this place, Natalia?"

    The black haired woman smirked in response, her pink lips curling slightly. "I knew it would freak you out...." She paused at the puff in response from Eva. "It's away from our families." She said waving her fingers as she turned the page slowly in the book. The two woman lived in a small knit community now, build by about ten families. It seemed safer these days to keep small. Though recently it was starting to seem like even smaller was better. The town was becoming scarce in food supplies, the weather was changing, becoming cooler. There was no electric aside from what had been scavenged for solar, bit the days were becoming more clouded with ever low looming clouds. Thick and dark. It was a wonder the moon had the ability to shine through tonight. It must have been the full moons cleansing power. Supplies had been hard to find, it took Eva and Natalia almost a month to find what they needed.

    Finding food was harder, the two shared the same idea of already becoming tired of canned foods. The last of the bread was stale. Vegetation had started to come back but much of the area was dirt and dead. With the weathers change, growing outside was not working and greenhouses had been built not to long ago with the idea of live becoming stable here. This would have been the third time their little 'community' had moved to find a better place. Eva watched the peas and greens grow everyday...or sat in the greenhouses just breathing in the smell of fresh life. They had been raising chickens at one point, but there were changes in the world happening. Creatures that...years ago did not walk the earth. Sam in a drunken stupor had forgotten to lock the coop, the eggs did not raise and now without that fresh meat and eggs, it was a little tougher. A group of four had set out about a week ago, heading out to see if they could be lucky in finding more for their families. Life was still out there, but everything was adapting to this new way of life still.

    Natalia picked up a match stick, with a strike it came to life crackling and casting a faint glow in the room. She then touched it to the candle in front of her. A spark popped and the candle was light, her hand moved out, lighting two candles on either side of it before standing up. In the center Eva set the bundle of holly, a light blue stone within a circle of salt and powder that was of an orange shade. From the pocket of brown jacket, Eva pulled a piece of yellow chalk, she bent, letting the chalk scrape against the floor as she drew a large circle a few feet away from where their alter was set up. "Were lucky there was a rock shop here." Eva mumbled as she pocketed the chalk in exchange for a satin bag that was filled with stones. One by one she set clear rough cut quartz around the circle. The four directions then a stone in between each. Eight in all. In the center she set a black stone and took the chalk drawing a triangle around it. She hopped out, her books scraping on the floor, worn and dusty from them currently being the pair she wore the most. Her legs covered in a thick pair of black leggings with a short skirt that swayed around her upper legs. Natalia wore tight leather pants, a hole in her knee. A long sleeve black top draped down her body almost like a tunic, the front hanging low showing off cleavage as she had tossed her own jacket aside once she got inside. Her own shoes were a pair of dark blue sneakers, they had seen better days.

    Natalia walked over to a small backpack, pulling out a wooden bowl, the rock shop also had essential oils and aside from being able to smell better, they were also needed for the spell. The vials were unscrewed, drops added to the bowl on top of a gray powder. "...are you sure this is for something...good?" Eva finally asked voicing her concern. Natalia's dark eyes stared over towards her as she knelt setting the bowl in front of the holly. "Cold feet?" She questioned. "We've been over this. We need all the help we can get. We have to try something. Everyone's getting concerned. I see it. I hear our parents talking when were not around. They still treat is like kids, not telling us that their worried about whats out there. Lillian is still sick. Shes not getting better either." She beckoned Eva to sit on the other side of the crate, she did. Dropping to her knees and with a breath held her hands out at the side of the little makeshift table.

    Natalia pulled a pocket knife out cutting small section of her hair. The hair pieces were set into the bowl in front of her. Eva let out a breath who did the same with cutting her hair. The point of the blade was used to miss the concoction and as one the two read a few lines from the book. Eva went first this time taking the knife and poked her finger with the point before passing it back to Natalia with a quiet hiss of pain, Natalia did who did the same but without the quiet noise.

    Together the spoke. "...blood to blood.." Together they moved touching their bloody fingers as it dripped into the mixture. "...holly smoke..make a trial...bring a guardian to us..." Eva picked up the smallest bundle of sage she had ever seen, which she dipped in the mixture. It caught quickly as she held it near a candle right before she dropped it into the bowl. "...from below..from above.." Natalia chanted as Eva's eyes reflected the light of the fire before them, the ends of hair curled up into a ball as the blood bubbled.

    A thick gray smoke curled up that smelled of roses and Eva's blue eyebrows raised before it turned a green muck color and the rose scent changed into a curdled milk scent. That brought a bit of panic to Natalia as she took the bowl and stood. She dipped the blade in the bowl them knelt before the smaller circle. The blade point stuck into the ground and she set the bowl right outside the circle, the green smoke turned red as if on a phantom wind it blew into that smaller circle and swirled like a small tornado.

    A pain shot through Natalia and she let out a cry, Eva shot to her feet, their main alter wobbled as her knees hit the makeshift table. The candles wobbled and fell, blowing out right away as Natalia felt a cold sweat crawl over her. "Whats wrong!" Eva gasped a candle rolling and disturbing their circles as Natalia held her chest. "This doesn't feel right, Eva!" Eva held the other woman's shoulders as she shook, her dark eyes fogging over. "Natalia!" She yelled giving her a shake as the woman gasped. Silence fell over her and she passed out as the chalk and herb circle that was disturbed burst to flame.

    "Natalia!" Eva shook her head, pulling her away, her own breath panting. This was turning into a disaster. Natalia finally gasped, looking up and looked to Eva. She didn't see Eva though as her face paled, instead saw something else. Natalia seemed frozen, in some sort of trance as Eva moved getting up. "Im going to get help!" She quickly dashed across the room, the doorway burst into a wall of flame blocking her in, trapped as the smaller circle burned and grew in funnel of smoke and mist. All the while Natalia laid on the floor her mind trapped in a dark place as shadowed figures loomed around speaking and whispering among each other.

    *A young women is left with the inheritance of a home she's only been to when she was much younger. What she didn't know is that something else has made it, it's home since it's been emptied.
    ((This idea can revolve around multiple characters each.))
    Horror/Supernatural
    Two individuals are in a supernatural club.They decided to take on a haunting that no one else wants to take. Off the main island where they live there is a smaller island where a few families use to live. One family still lives on the other side, but wants nothing to do with what's going on. They're sent to one house that has been left empty, the last family moved out of it, but has yet to sell it. They're given a small cottage near by to stay in while they make their investigation. The boat man say's he'll be back in two days. They set up their gadgets, the first night nothing happens the second night things start to get weird. They're able to leave on time. Once back home they get the chance to really study what they have found and what they find only makes them want to go back and investigate more.
    Setting would be an insane asylum. For this multiply characters would work best ranging from other patients to doctors/nurses...among other things.
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    Sent to get better, but are they really? Your first week things are normal, there is a routine and your doctor and the other staff seem to be on their own best behavior to help you. But it's not all that it seems. There are whispers in the walls, shadows in the night. The medicine you were given suddenly changes...but it's for the better. When two patients start to come to this realization they wonder if they're the only two that realize this! Communication outside the facility has been stopped, you have been deemed "to unstable" and need to focus on getting better. There is another presence at work here deep below and they've learned the ins and out. Screams and moans fill the lower half of this facility, which they soon realize is actually underground where darker things are going on.
    How will they manage to get out without having someone come after them? Or finally being discharged and being injected with whatever evil is tainting this place.
    Character A is a serial killer. Recently they have taken to hunkering down in the woods in an abandoned home that has remained off the radar. Deep in the woods, free of roads, there are small caves and tunnels throughout the area.
    Character B is an escapee from an asylum not to far away. They make their escape on a dark stormy night. Taking shelter in this home. Character A is not pleased and because its raining they come to an agreement that they can stay. As long as they leave the next day. Character B is clueless as who Character A is or what they are capable of. Keeping them in sight at all times.
    The killer goes about their business in secret while the other is oblivious, overstaying their welcome. Putting up an argument they can't leave yet surely they are being looked for.
    Eventually maybe a few days later character B notices A is actually pretty strange. They are gone at different times with no sign of where the have gone. Coming back in the dead of night or early morning. There is a closet that character B doesn't realize leads to a basement that stays locked and chained. A few other rooms are locked up tightly. Having had more time to snoop they get a strange feeling and are ready to leave, but not before they discover one of A's secrets.Well they cant have them running off!

    Forced to help finish the deed, B would only end up as an accomplice and is not stuck with them. But both are already crazy in their own way...it can't be that bad can it?

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    She thought she would be running forever. It had taken her so long! So so long to get to the point where she was at a ‘trusted level’ of safety that Noir was allowed to go out with a small group, supervised of course to make the small walk across the street to the art museum. It was an ‘educational’ outing for those at the institution. Course they weren’t going to be taken very far. She had felt her pulse spiking with excitement with the first step outside. This had been her second trip outing, she couldn’t just race off at the first gasp of freedom. No, Noir was good at hiding what she really though. She knew how to work this system. Hell, she felt saner then those that were around her. But if she could see the sheet her doctors scribbled on, she would see that she wasn’t as sane as she thought she was.

    Talking to herself at times, Hearing voices, seeing things. Upon her arrival and every few days, her nails were trimmed, she had scars on her arms and along her inner thighs from claw marks she had inflicted upon herself. She swore there was a demon inside her. It probably didn’t help that she dabbled in dark magic’s before her boyfriend at the time became uneasy around her. Maybe living with a crazy person made him feel, nervous? She hadn't always been that. Slow changes started happening right before she hit twenty-five. He called her parents, and as a group, they told her it was for the better. It had been a month and she hadn’t changed…or so the doctor would tell whoever decided to visit her. She was quite good at reading lips from across the room.

    It was an evening that this trip was decided. A fun night for them as they had been well behaved. The museum was getting ready for its Halloween night and so they had fun lights going, candy being given and haunting paintings. The group had been directed to the more calming rooms, many of the patients despite being better…shouldn’t be bombarded by such dark things. Two nurses watched the group of five and when Noir had the chance, she ran. She may have knocked in to a few people and pushed a women out of the way, causing a distraction of sorts as a she knocked into a vase filled of water and bamboo. The crash echoed in Noir’s ears as she ran straight out into the pouring rain. She couldn’t help the laugh that erupted out into the air. Cars blared their horns as she shot across the street, her hand slamming on the hood of a car as she just barely dodged it. Oh dear, that wasn’t a good start. She felt that insane laugh of freedom come bubbling up again.

    Behind her she heard the frantic yells of one of the nurses. No doubt the other was trying to contain the group and call for help at the same time. Oh what a mess Noir probably left as she felt her sneakers slapping into the wet ground. Her long brown hair whipped behind her, clinging to her neck and face as she pushed herself, already gasping for breath as she felt her chest clenching in pain at pushing herself. Noir was not a runner. She burst into a fit of laughter again as she ran. What a funny thing to think, because she was indeed running now.

    “Watch it!” She was yelled at as she pushed passed a man on the street. “You crazy bitch!” He shot. “Oh shove it!” Noir yelled back as she cut down a street. Her hand slapped against the wet wall of a building as she stood out of the light between the two buildings. She was gasping, her chest rising and falling beneath the wet black shirt she wore that was a size too big for her. Her pants were more like gray leggings if anything, stretchy and comfortable. When she looked up she spotted a bike, it seemed someone stashed it there while they went in a shop. She took it and off she went.


    It must have been some time later, she couldn’t keep track, and her body was straining against pushing herself. She had to ditch the bike when the tire went flat on her, tossing it over a bridge that cut over a river. She took the time to wash it splash below before looking up at the sky, it was dark out, and there were no lights. She picked up her pace, a job to get herself over the bridge as she heard the sound of a car. It was been a game to her, keeping out of sight. Just like now as she jumped from the road and crouched into the bushes behind a tree. Her bottom lip sucked in as she bit it, her nose flared as she took in heavy breaths. “Fuck…I need to find a place.” She whispered. She wanted to get out of the rain, she was starting to get cold, her fingers were pruning and her shoes were sloshing.

    Her dark brown eyes closed, it gave her a moment, her head was spinning and she heard the car race by. Her head tilted and she waited a moment before pushing herself up and keeping in the woods as she moved. She wasn’t sure how she found it, but eventually she stumbled upon a house… in the middle of no where. Given that the driveway was over run and the house was dark…only a crazy person would live there. She bit her lip in a giggle. “I’m sure it’s just fine.” She mumbled, waving her hand quietly. “Least it’ll be dry. Gesh. Did you see the look on Abigail’s face?” she grinned. “Ladies probably having her hair fall out since it can’t get any grayer.” She said as she took the steps, her shoes not so quiet. Her hand grasp the doorknob and to her dismay, it was locked. Her eyes narrowed and she leaned her ear to the door. “No one’s home…yet the door is locked.” She mused quietly. “We’ll try the window…” She said walking around the porch side.

    Her wet hands slipped on the glass, trying to find a hold but they wouldn’t budge. None that she could reach. She clicked her tongue and curled her hand into a fist. Her knuckles knocked on the glass. One. Two. Three. The fourth time she hit it with force, the glass cutting her skin and she felt the pain radiated up her hand. “ooohh.” She gasped. Her hand pulled back before reaching in and unlatching the window. With a groan she pushed it up, blood running down her arm to her elbow and dripping. she could feel the sharp stinging of glass, but it was to dark for her to see. The pain reminded her that she was alive...this was real. She was out of that shit hole of a place.

    "In we go.." She climbed in, not so gracefully as she toppled in, her shoulder slamming into the wooden floor. "Not as graceful as intended.." She moaned quietly, feeling more glass piercing her. Her hand reached up, yanking the window down with a slam as bits of glass fell out shattering around her. She moved from the window, nothing on her to cause any light as she moved her hand trying her best in the dark to see how much glass was in her skin. Her fingers pinched at shards of glass, hissing quietly as she pulled them out before leaning into the wall.

    "What a day..." She whispered tiredly. Being able to sit where it was dry was nice. Though sitting in her soaked clothes wasn't. She started taking them off, first her shoes that actually dripped water and then her socks as they slapped to the floor. Her shirt was clinging and cold and she took that off next, leaving her in a black bralette. She even wrung the shirt out. No one lived here anyway. She could tell by the smell of must...and dust that lingered. The couch before her had a white sheet over it and she grabbed it, yanking it off, coughing as dust flew up in the air. She used that to wrap around her to bring some warmth to her. "Fuck...its cold." She said her nose scrunching up as she noted the scent of what smelt like something burning. Like an old fire.

    Bare feet tapping on the ground she walked from one room to the other. The floor creaked beneath her. Another room had a fire place, it smelt like it had been used before...but not for a while now. There was a yellow couch. "God what's that from the seventies?" She mumbled, but found herself going to it anyway and collapsing.


    Some other openings, if interested feel free to PM to talk details before you send a reply. There is these two and the a Magic one above! c:

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    Once a month a ship came into port and on it was a crate of books, out at sea for about a month before stopping at its final destination in being dropped off. Normally Eva enjoyed those days. She actually liked to go to the port, watch the large crates being lifted out and set on dock as men hoisted them to carriages. But the day was not sunny enticing a walk to the docks. It had been raining since late last night and hadn't let up. Her light brown eyes, almost looking yellow at times narrowed as she looked out the rain streaked glass. The roads were muck and there was no a sole out. Every once in a while she would be lucky to hear a carriage, thinking maybe she would have someone to speak to. It was a quiet day. She had sent word out to have the crate delivered. From the log, it didn't seem like a like it was a big delivery, that to her was always a disappointment. Eva liked the feel of books from far away, the smell they carried, and the different sizes. This shipment looked as if it was twenty books or so. She had been quite good at guessing the weight on the log over the past two years she had been working.

    It was a nice shop. While they had an enormous amount to choose from, there were many books they were resigned to being checked in and out. Some weren't even allowed to leave. At times there were people who stationed themselves at a table and for hours upon hours stayed with their heads in books. This was certainly a day to be doing that...but for some reason it was horrible slow and even Eva was starting to tire. The door chimed as it opened, a small silver bell wiggled and tinkered out its noise and her head popped up. Someone! The quill she had stuck behind her ear lost its balance and fell to the floor, before her were some papers, logs of which books had been checked out. She was supposed to be double checking the crate beside her, filing books back into place. A few feet away a book hovered on its way to where it was supposed to be going, inches from the shelf. She had been practicing. Books were the heaviest she had been able to muster the strength to moving and even those had to be on the small, lighter side. Her lips ceased their mumble of the quiet chant.


    "Where you want the crate!" A boy shouted, completely destroying the calmness in the store. The book teetered on the shelf, she almost had it but then it fell to the floor with a slap. Her light eyes narrowed and she bent down grabbing the quill from the floor. Her hand in the air as she pointed right next to the counter she was at. "Over here!" She called standing back up and looking to the entrance. Her silvery hair slipped over her shoulders, lying along the front of her over the black dress she wore. Lace lined the collar and wrists, the end flowing down to her ankles where black pointed boots hugged her feet. A silver locker hung around her pale neck, a single tear drop stone of red, fashioned from the blood of a pact that had been made years ago. Never forget the magic.


    The boy was drenched. His boots were tracking mud in and her eyes were widening with each step. Was he serious! "You know what. Just stop. I'll get it." She said holding her hand out. He couldn't see her face, the crate he held was fairly large and his head finally looked around the side. "Oh no I go it." He said with a wide grin. Eva had her hand out to stop him. His denying caused her to make a small movement with her other hand at her side. Suddenly he stopped accidentally dropping the crate all the sudden. "Oh ma'm! I'm sorry!" He said as Eva waved him away. "You've done enough. Unless you’re going to stay and mop up the mess you just tracked in." She said walking over and snatching the rolled paper from his shirt pocket. He grinned before looking over his shoulder. "That ain't my job." She heard those quiet words and rolled her eyes, of course. She tapped the lid with her knuckles and he took out a small crow bar hanging from his belt. With a quick crack the lid opened. Eva made a quick look over the books before looking at the paper. The boy saw his job was done backed away mud was now slick on the floor. It had to rain today.

    A few hours later the mess was cleaned, thanks to her. The man who ran the shop had popped in long enough to see the order then was off again. Eva was too good at her job. "I don't get paid enough for this." She grumbled logging the new books and setting them in stacks on where she was going to put them. She came to the bottom of the crate, all were accounted for that was until she discovered another book. She reached in pulling it out, it was roughed up, the black leather was worn and the strap around it looked as if it had been chewed. It smelled of a particular herb, one that she had once used a long time ago…but she couldn’t put her finger on it. “Hmm.” Interested she unwrapped it as she leaned against the counter, her back to the door. She knew this book was not on the register at all…somehow it must have gotten slipped in. Intentional or not, she quickly realized this was a book that could get anyone in trouble.

    The pages were aged and brown, the writing in a black ink sometimes red. Stained pages had cloths of deep brown, causing her eyes to squint as she brought the book closer. She smelt it. Old...it was very old and the clots she stopped every so often were blood. Her pulse squeezed, this was a book of ruins and magic. Spells and chants, charts and signs. She quickly wrapped it up, going to her small bag and stuffing it in the bottom. A folded handkerchief that smelt of mint she always kept with her was stuff on top to hide it. She knew one person to tell of this. The rest of her day was uneventful and she finished all her tasks. No one was coming and the man who ran the shop wasn’t returning. Closing early was not common but she was too excited.

    The sign was turned and the lanterns were all snuffed out. The rain had not let up but Eva had an umbrella. Her dress whipped around her ankles as she held the umbrella over her. With a turn of the key she stuffed it into her purse before going off. If the weather hadn’t had been so poor she would have been flipping through the book on her way, she got down the street a ways before realizing the muddled puddles were dampening her shoes. Her hand dug into her purse and she pulled out a few coins before waving down the first carriage she saw. As the door was opened and she shook her umbrella out before getting in. Even the heavy fabric on it was dampening. Walking all the way would have made her soaked like a cat if she hadn’t had stopped. This was perfect. She would grab her and drag her home.

    Her entrance into the shop was rushed. the door swinging open and shutting a little to loud behind her. When something excited Eva there was no hiding it. Her eyes gleamed with secrets but she was calmed as the scent of flowers was upon her. Like it was her own she didn't spot who she was looking for. She unlike the delivery boy in the library tapped the mud from her shoes before storming through the shop, straight to the back...where she had been told many times before she wasn't suppose to go. But the young women couldn't help herself.

    Two days in a town should have been easy to pawn off or trade something of value. Specially a nice looking necklace. The first shop that it was taken too, was just the start. It didn't take long for the keeper to on the low mention the sighting of a man carrying this jewel and trying to pawn it off. As talk crossed from one keeper to the next, their words grew more concerned. It had been a long time since they had even seen or heard of this necklace. It wasn't good to hear about it again.

    "If they don't leave soon...I'll take care of em myself."

    The words of one keeper to another, his eyes held a worry in them. There was a story that scared children to sleep, it was often told to those that wouldn't go to sleep...or who were caught stealing something. 'If you don't behave or do as your told..I'll summon that dragon to come take you.' Of course the sighting of a dragon hadn't been seen in a very long time. The town almost forgot about it...well until that man showed up wanting to sell it. No one wanted if for the fact if it became in their possession and sat around..the dragon would surely come. Years ago it had been cast out, locked away and tossed. Someone stupid enough must have found it and had been traveling around with it..only for it to be taken again and now out in the open.

    No one could say for sure WHY exactly the dragon was attached to the jewel, it just was. No one knew what it did and over time people added to the story. But it was still a story that no one wanted to tell. In fear that just speaking, bringing it up would in fact BRING the dragon upon them. This was a nice village on the harbor, no one wanted a beast to come and plow it down. But as the village as a whole became more aware of what was going on, they became more silent and secluded. No one wanted to be out, what if this man holding it tried to pawn if off on them. They certainly didn't want it and they wanted them gone. So the villagers took to keeping silent and off to their own homes, if the village seemed not full of life..maybe they would leave, taking that cursed necklace along with them.

    As the sun set the village indeed became quiet. The sky was clear but as the sky started to darken, large clouds started to make their way over the village. A gentle breeze turned more in a pushing wind that bent the long blades of grass over and sun through the long branches of frees. Just as the sun was gone and the sky had turned it's twilight blue, a heavy shadow crossed over the wandering male below. Then it was gone. A quick cloud? Possibly. But minutes later when it happened again, it stayed. Far above, large wings held strong gliding on the breeze as bright green eyes stared down like a hawk on rabbit.

    With a lazy flick of it's long tail, it's large wings folded in and it's body began to descend. As the wind whistled, it grazed over the large scaled back. A whooshing sound passed over him, nearly a few feet above him, enough to knock him in the gust as the large beast shot past and up into the air. This would be in fact what everyone was afraid of. No one wanted to be in this, they'd be picked up. That's exactly what the beast was readying to do. It's jaws parted as a cry escaped from deep within it's long neck, rows of teeth snapped as it turned its self in the air and made it's dive back down.

    As it got close enough, it's clawed back legs stretched, talon feet opening and grasped onto the man's shoulder. With another cry it lifted and shot straight for the cover of a forest. It dropped the male a few feet above the ground into a clearing that looked like it had once been burnt and was to destroyed to let anything grow back. All escape a small red flower that grew in a scattered arrangement. The ground shook as the beast landed, whipping around quickly and staring at the male. It's skin was dark blue like the darkest night, a sheen of a metallic rainbow glistened as it moved. It's front claws dug into the ground and it stood on it's hind legs as it's wings flared. A loud roar came from it, tendrils of smoke curling from it's nose.

    As it landed back on all fours it made it's way to the male, towering over him at least 3 times. For a dragon, you would think they were far larger, this one if anything could have been on the smaller size. But it was still quite large for not being commonly seen..least in this part of the continent. A large breath that smelled of stale meat escaped as it snorted and inhaled his scent. It's upper lip curled, showing rows of sharp teeth that were in very good shape. With a snap, it's large nose came closer, eyes staring from his face to the exact location of where the turned away necklace was.
     
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    Added some of my plot ideas ;3
     
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    I would love to do this one!
    If you would rather the vampire/werewolf one I would be open to doing that one instead!
     
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    I'm very interested in musing a roleplay with you! Would you go for a fxf plot that revolves around mental disorders?
     
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    Looking for something
    horror/thriller/romance-ish
     
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    Open to any of the above, especially the Messy Magic and Forgotten Yokai plots. Admittedly, I do have an idea for the Kingdom Hearts one. I'd be more than open to a Feudal Japan idea. Perhaps someone hurled back from modern time into the Feudal Japan time?
     
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