So… I assume that if you're reading this, you're possibly intrested?
If you do decide you want to deal with sexual humour and whatnot, the rules are these: 15+, this could get very awkward if you're younger than that; let me know if you have any triggers, like self harm; no sexual assault themes (i.e. rape)… I'm not sure this is even a thing tht happens, but I feel like I have to say something, just due to the fact that other sites I've been on definitely seem to deal with this a lot more; no smut, it will lead to some awkward interactions beween me and you, I promise; cursing is allowed, obviously; LGBTQ+ characters definitely allowed; please be willing to wait for a response over the weekend/during some weekdays; be willing to make very questionable jokes; and please be active more than once a day/week! I'm trying to hone my skills and make friends.
Anyways, the plot could possibly start as one thing but devolve/evolve into something better/worse, I don't care. I'm just happy to roll with whatever happens. If you want, you could suggest a rp prompt. It can be a weird and kinky one or a dark and serious one. Either way, I can make it weird enough to fit Vē'Êtherñøth perfectly, lol!
Oh, and character sheet below, lol!
Name:
Aliases/Nicknames, if any:
Race:
Age:
Gender:
Description:
Personality:
Backstory:
Notable Powers/Skills:
Other:
Interesting. Questionable jokes, that is the best idea yet.
(Vē'Êtherñøth: Does this mean you want to join me in my endeavors to incite chaos among the masses of poeple?)
Ignore my chaotic whatever character, lol! But yes, does this mean you want to join?
I updated the first post, there's a character sheet there now! Let the chaos commence!
(Obviously, I'mma use my main chaos thing, lol! Let's see what you come up with… to combat my fucked mind, lmao!)
Name: Vē'Êtherñøth, Great Old One of Chaos, Calamity, Death, Destruction and Fear
Aliases/Nicknames, if any: Vē'Êtherñøth, Lord Chaos, etc. etc…
Race: Great Old One, potentially…
Age: Yes.
Gender: Female… Is willing to be with anybody/anything.
Description: https://s3.amazonaws.com/notebook-content-uploads/content/uploads/original/7cee0a10-0e27-4eac-9bbe-5839a0ba1b15.jpeg?1636424168
Personality: I think Chaotic Neutral/Evil describes them well, don't you?
Backstory: Idk, I'm too high for this. I guesssssssssss… I could just reveal this as time goes on?
Notable Powers/Skills: They can shape-change and usually appear as a cryptid of sorts; they can wield chaos magic at will; they are immortal and unkillable, due to the fact that magical fire is unkillable, and they're literally just a magical fiery scale fuck. (Feel free to use that, lol!)
Other: Is a very chaotic individual. Has a weirdly expansive spy network… I think.
Name: Albethore
Species: uh demon?
Nicknames: Hates the following, Al, Albert, Albet, Albewhore, dumblethore, Alberto, etc
Age: ♾
Gender/Pronouns: they
Appearance:
Personality: uh crazy, violent
Powers, if any: can teleport, can heal people/himself,
Likes: death, torture
Dislikes: nicknames
Background: albethore has always been a demon, spends most of his time in hell or whatever torturing the souls
(This work?)
Yep… they're old, old, old, old… I don't even know! That's how high I always am, lol! Because why the fuck not, right?
And HELL YES! Finally, someone who can probably keep up with my insane ass character, lol!
(Vē'Êtherñøth: Ooooh… I like this demon! Hey, Dumblethore! What's up?)
(Albethore: WHY YOU LITTLE SHIT! TAKE THAT BACK! I WILL RIP YOUR ARMS OFF AND SHOVE THEM UP YOUR ASS SO FAR YOU CAN TASTE IT!)
Yay, I love Albethore, he is my chaos lol.
Yes, they're perfectly fine!
(Vē'Êtherñøth: Ooh, kinky! I like you, Alberto the Fuckface!)
(Me: Shut up, Vē'Êtherñøth. Stop aggravating the demon.)
(Vē'Êtherñøth: Which one, you or Al?)
(Albethore: I WILL EAT YOU!)
(Vē'Êtherñøth: Ooh, kinkier! I really like you! Berto? Alby? Albania? Are any of those acceptble?)
For other things, what do you think the roleplay should be about, due to the nature of our fucked characters? Maybe a sort of, like, slow build to a relationship from hating each other to being annoyed by each other, etc? Idk, just spouting off ideas…
(Albethore: THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN?! YOU WILL NOT GIVE ALBETHORE A NAME)
I mean, I am up for whatever, but that Idea has potential.
(Vē'Êtherñøth: What do you think it means? What's wrong with naming you? Alberto? Alberta? Albewhore? Dumblewhore?)
Yes, it really does, doesn't it? I'm just high, so don't mind me! But, just a quick question, how would we start this?
(Albethore: … I wish not to talk to you farther)
oh, I haven't the slightest clue.
(Vē'Êtherñøth: Oh, come on! You can't just run from me, Dumblethore!)
(Okay… I'mma just start it, then.)
Vē'Êtherñøth was in the midst of setting fire to a village when she senses a new, powerful force.
Hmmm… I wonder if this is something I could burn? she wonders, wandering towards where the thing she sensed is.
"Hey! Can I burn whoever is here? Can you even be burned?" she shouts, smirking and giggling.
(me: thought your character was male-)
Albethore appeared a few feet in front of her. "No, Albethore cannot be burnt…well, you can being burnt alive is boring though"
(Me: Lol, I didn't know what I thought they were until last night, lol!)
Vē'Êtherñøth looks at Albethore, confused for a second. Then she grins.
"I can't be burnt! I'm an Elder! I'm pretty much made of chaos magic!" she giggles, still grinning. She shifts into Albethore, just to confuse them.
"I can do this, though!" she says brightly, flashing the real Albethore a bright smile.
"What is your name, Demon Tree Fuck?" she asks, now floating a few feet in the air.
(me: oof, I thought well, with the attitude it gave off a more masculine vibe)
Albethore glared, "Albethore already said it's name, are you and idiot?" he crossed his arms.
(Me: Nope, just chaotic things…)
"No, I'm not, but you are. How would I have known Albewhore was your name?" Vē'Êtherñøth replies, fake pouting.
"And what exactly are you? A demon, obviously, but what kind?" she adds, not really wanting to know for any benevolent purpose.
Albethore frowned, "I torture." He said, that being the only answer he had.
Vē'Êtherñøth grins. Then she launches her form at Albethore, still mimicing him.
"Hey, Albewhore!" she says brightly, transforming back into her normal form and wrapping herself aroung Albethore like a snake, piercing him several times on "accident".
She knows he probably despises physical contact, but she doesn't care. After all, what's Albewhore going to do to her?
"Let's play a game. It's called 'Who do you hate more: Me or You?'" she says suddenly, grinning and showing off her teeth, which are pristine white and pearly, and all fangs.
Albethore ripped her off of him, "do not touch albethore". He glared.
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