Hey everyone!
About Me:
I'm 21 and I'm really only looking to RP with people who are 18+. Nothing against younger roleplayers! I've roleplayed since I was around 12/13, but I would just feel more comfortable writing with adults considering that I am an adult.
I like to plot and plan. I like...
Hello, everyone!
I'm looking for one or two more roleplay partners, but I'm going to be rather selective, so please be prepared for that. As I'm being picky, I have a couple of requirements.
Literacy and Length
I am a writer, and thus I appreciate well-written pieces. I'm not expecting any...
I'm looking for about two or three partners to roleplay with. It's coming up to exam season so I can't take on many at once. I really shouldn't be looking for any at all but hey ho.
Expectations:
Post length - I like to write between 3-5 paragraphs, depending on the pace of the current scene...
Roose Bolton leaned back against the wall as he listened to the healer discuss the possible outcomes on Moira’s arm. The worst case was that she would bleed out. The King in the North wouldn’t be too impressed with that, but Roose would expertly argue that it was the girl’s fault after all. The...
“Unfortunately, she isn’t here any longer, but I will bring someone else up to you.” Roose said. He wasn’t entirely sure if he could risk sending anyone up to her along. There were guards outside, yes, and they were men that were loyal to him and that he trusted. But he absolutely did not trust...
Roose was silent for the most part of the ride back to Harranhal. There were many things he could do to punish her, but he already had a few in mind that he would use first. Slowly, he would break the courage of this woman. It would please him a lot, to watch her crumble beneath his fingers...
Roose wasn’t entirely sure what other conditions he would attach to her punishment. There were many things he could make her suffer through, although he wished his list wasn’t as limited as it was. “You’ll find out when we return. You should pray to the gods that whatever else happens, it’s...
Reina stumbled back from the sheer force of the slap that stung her cheeks and brought tears to her eyes. Either Ashbroke would no longer hire her, which she would be pleased about. But even if he tried to, she would beg and scream for Clarisse not to let him near her again. She would never...
How dare you touch my prize, my toy, my trinket.
The words cut through Reina like a sword. To Lord Ashbroke, she was just a piece that he could show off to flash his wealth. She was simply a whore he'd hired. To Bastien, she was human, a woman who deserved love. But that beautiful feeling was...
“Perhaps there is not a lot to see out here, but I’m sure you could do with the fresh air.” Roose hummed and he looked out to all of his men, counting them to make sure they were all returning to Harrenhal. “After all, because of this little detour you’ve made, you’re not going to be seeing...