forum Hush Now, Little Hero~ (O/O) (Closed, Stalkers Welcome)

Started July 11, 2019 by @Vuclan-is-tired

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"Hush now my little hero, no one can hear you no matter how loud you scream…" He whispered, his eyes gazing into the hero's tear soaked eyes. "I wouldn't recommend struggling either." The villain smiled a little, placing a tender kiss to the hero's forehead. "It'll only make it worse."

Basically, the hero gets kidnapped, and cannot escape. The villain slowly mind breaks the Hero, but it actually turns into a love story? So… Yeah. And maybe the villain turns hero or the hero turns villain.

Rules: (There aren't many)

Decent Grammar: My biggest pet peeve is seeing people not use at least decent grammar. I expect a little more then two sentences, since I enjoy well written and long replies
Swearing: Swearing is more then okay! I really don't mind.
LGBTQIA: HELL YES, I am more then welcoming to a gay rp.
NO SLURS: God, I hate homophobes, sexists, racists, etc. So please. Do not pull any of that shit. Please.
OP: I hate overpowered characters, please. Give them weaknesses, make them vulnerable.
Writing: If I do not know you or do not know your style, I will ask of you to write a paragraph of your writing, go beyond my expectations! Plus Ultra!
Questions?: Have any? Don't be afraid to ask!
Rating: Mature!! If you are not comfortable with that, please find another rp. If the smexy stuff comes up, it will be moved towards the pm.
Hero: Support class (healing) or Defense/Offense Class?

I will be the Villain~~

Name: Tyr Axel Dubois
Nickname(s): Give him one, I suppose.
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Birthday: January 23rd, XXXX
Race: Spanish, Swedish, French, British and American
Species: Human
Sexuality: Bisexual with a heavy preference for males.
Accent: British
Height: 6'1ft
Weight: 173lbs
Appearance: Tyr has dark brown hair that is in an undercut style with a tiny little ponytail, its silky and smooth. He has dark brown eyes, almost the color of dark chocolate with gold near the center. He has soft, light brown skin with a scar on his chest from experimentation. Tyr is cleanshaven, not a hair on his body. He is well built and healthy. He has a scar on his eyebrow, but its very small. He always has a smirk on his soft tan lips.
Likes: He loves the cold, warm drinks, reading and writing. The dark. He doesn't mind being alone. He has a huge soft spot for dogs.
Dislikes: when there are to many people, the heat, being bugged, when people are loud, when someone gets in his way.
Habits: tapping his fingers against his thigh, biting his lip if attracted or nervous, spacing off
Strengths: Darkness, the cold, being able to control his ability, water, death
Weakness: Fire, warmth, being exposed, showing weakness, his little hero, showing his emotions
Power/Skills: Manipulating Shadows and the dead (Necromancy)
Equipment: Carries daggers
Alias: Villain
Name: Shadow
Costume: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/507217976781101756/

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Hello! I have an interesting character who I think would work well for this. Would you like me to describe them to see if you think they'd be compatible? I don't think he'd really be a hero. Maybe anti hero at best, honestly

I would love to hear about them!//

Alrighty! He's an Italian boyo named Scipio, and he's technically a psychopath (usually he's actually a mass murderer but this is very flexible). Despite this, he's still good for fluff because he gets incredibly protective over his 'person' and likes it when people pet his hair. If you piss him off, he won't heSitAtE bitch. He's a pretty sassy boi and occasionally speaks Italian (which I use Google translate for because I only speak English, so sorry if it's not 100% accurate). He usually has a tricolor corgi named Ragno (spider in Italian) and it is his child okay. Do not hurt Ragno. Scipio is usually very confident and controlling, as he doesn't really experience guilt, empathy, or sympathy, but he does still experience emotions. He would be hard to crack if captured, but would definitely eventually break down, although he likely wouldn't stoop so low as begging

Ohhhh I like him!!

Thanks! I'd imagine Scipio gets pretty anxious when he's helpless because he's a huge control freak oof

Oof, no kidding. But yeah. This'll be fun!

Should I fill out the template? And would we be starting with him being captured?

Well, you already gave me an idea of what he's like. But the basics would be nice. ^^ And yes, that would work.

Alright it's a pretty long template so I'll have it up in a few minutes. I'm working on it now ^^

Thank you!! I'm really excited for this.

Name: Scipio Ricci
Nickname(s): Scip (pronounced like Skype), Scorpion
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Birthday: November 4
Race: Italian
Species: Human?
Sexuality: He doesn't know for sure since he's never looked into it, but probably gay demisexual
Accent: (Do they have an accent) Italian accent
Height: 5'6
Weight: 115 pounds (underweight)
Appearance: He's Italian, of course, but rather pale for being so. He has medium length, fluffy black hair smoothly swept over his forehead (it's really hard to explain. Like, kinda poofed over his forehead on one side?? Not bangs). He has icy blue gray eyes that seem large in proportion to his face and freckles, which he hates with a burning fiery passion
Likes: Controlling and manipulating people, his pupper, his hair being touched (secretly), singing (also secret), not taking care of his damn self
Dislikes: People in general usually, when people threaten his dog, bright colors, coffee, not having control, fear
Habits: Tends to forget to eat, but never forgets to feed Ragno. He frequently drinks coffee to try and get himself to like it but he still hates it. He's also a pathological, compulsive liar
Strengths: Manipulating people (generally with convincing lies and boyish charm), handling a gun, pretending like he's a normal person who wouldn't kill you if you rub him the wrong way
Weakness: (Same amount of strengths please) Handling anything other than a gun (not particularly physically strong), Picking up on social cues, Being pet (he tends to get pretty flustered if you start petting his hair), he's not always great at actually talking to people but he's gotten better at pretending he knows what he's doing
Power/Skills: Can also manipulate and sorta fuse with shadows, can communicate with insects (especially spiders), sometimes uses fire magic but it drains his energy really quickly
Equipment: Pistol and a couple emergency daggers
Alias: (Hero, Villain, Anti-Villain or Anti-Hero) Anti-Hero
Name: Scorpion
Costume: Black dress pants and shoes paired with a high collared black trench coat like thing. He also wears a small black mask that goes around his eyes and on top of his nose (it's a lot of black)

I love him!! Would you like me to place a starter?

That'd be great!

Tyr walked slowly down through the halls of the abandoned manor, his footsteps quiet and light, his body blending into the shadows almost perfectly as he walked. The only way you could tell he was solid was because of the movement and the moonlight that seeped through the broken windows. He walked slowly down the stone steps and smirked a little bit as he stops in front of a large oak door. He hummed as he entered the room, the large door creaking. He enters and shuts the door. "Hello, my dear~" He purrs as he walks towards the single chair in the room, Scorpion tightly bound in the chair, making sure that he wouldn't be able to use his abilities. "And how are we feeling today?" He purrs as he kneels in front of the other, his head tilting as a sly smile graced his soft lips.

"I'm not your 'dear'. Release me!" Scipio cursed himself for being captured. Tyr had managed to trick him somehow, and he'd been jumped by a dozen guys. As well as he could fight, there was no way one eighteen year old could take on a dozen trained adults. Scipio muttered some things that were likely swears in Italian, struggling against his bonds. He wasn't showing any signs of it yet, but he was incredibly anxious. Something seemed to move in one of his pockets and he tried to act as calm and casual as possible. Please don't notice… god, please don't notice…

"Ah, still in a sour mood I see~" Tyr straightened and pats his cheek a little before humming. He looked rather pleased about the fact that he had managed to capture and contain Scipio. "Ah, I'm sorry my little Scorpion~ But it's rather fun to have you here with me~" He purrs, running his hand along Scipio's jaw line. He listens to the other swear with a raised brow. "You're adorable~" He pulled back as he licked his lips. "And what… pray tell do we have here?" He purrs lowly, noticing the thing moving in his pocket. "Do you mind?" He purrs before pulling the wriggling thing out with a surprisingly gentle grip.

"Hey! Let him go!" Scipio struggled more when Tyr pulled a little tricolor corgi puppy out of his pocket. Ragno yipped and wagged his little nub of a tail happily, licking Tyr's fingers. "He didn't do anything!" Scipio tried to get the ropes off of his wrists, but ended up just giving himself bad rope burns. He could feel a trickle of blood running down his wrist. God dammit… if he hurts Ragno he's got another thing coming.

Tyr looked at the dog, trying his hardest not to melt. "Why hello there, little one." He mutters, rubbing between his ears. "You are rather cute." He purrs, admiring the corgi. "I bet you're hungry, hmm?: He chuckles and starts walking towards a small cabin beside the door. He sets the dog down before opening it. Dried meat hung from the top and he takes a rather large piece, handing it to the corgi before straightening. "Now, lets get back to business." He purrs as he gazes at Scorpion.

"What have you done with Ragno?!" Scipio growled, his Italian accent particularly noticeable. He struggled against his bonds a bit more, wincing as the ropes rubbed against his already raw, bleeding wounds. "Give him back!" There's no way I can get myself out of these damn ropes with nothing to cut them with… and he'd better bring Ragno back or I will find some way to hurt him while I'm tied up… "Nngh…" He tried to pull his bleeding wrist out again, but just grimaced a bit at the pain.

"Easy now. I just fed him." He laughs gently, showing the small little corgi and the large hunk of meat beside him. He hummed as he gazed at his prize, licking his lips. He walked towards Scipio, his hips swaying enticingly as he gently lifts his head. "I would never dare hurt an animal. I'm not that heartless." He purrs. He stands and adjusts his sleeves. "But struggling will not help your case, love. Look at your poor wrists." He mutters, inspecting the wounds. "I would let your hands go to tend to them, but you've been so naughty I couldn't possibly do such a thing."

Scipio seemed to be holding his breath at this point. He knew if he breathed, it would be irregular from his stress, and he didn't want to give Tyr that satisfaction. He avoided eye contact with the other man, instead staring at the ground and not stopping his weak struggling against the ropes, despite how much it was hurting him to do so. Ragno seemed content enough with his meat and didn't bother anyone.

Tyr purred softly as he gazed at the male, taking in his beautiful features. "You know. You're rather breathtaking when you're not getting pissed at every little thing." He purred before gently inspecting his wrists. "My my… your poor wrists…" He mutters, sighing. "This won't do… no, no, no. Not at all…" He whispers to himself as he watched the blood drip to the floor. "How unfortunate."

"M-Maybe this wouldn't be a problem if you just let me go." Scipio finally had to take a breath, exposing his irregular breathing patterns. Honestly, he was getting a bit lightheaded, but he wasn't about to admit that. Ragno hopped over and sat by Scipio's feet, still seeming just as happy as ever. Scipio clenched and unclenched his fists to channel his anxiety, blood dripping off his knuckles to the hard floor.

"I'm afraid not, love." He replies as he walked to face him again and tilted his chin to gaze at Scipio. "You're adorable like this. But I don't want you to bleed out on me… The just wouldn't work." He purrs as he runs his thumb along the others jaw. "Don't worry. I won't hurt you more then I have to." He growls as a smirk etched itself on his lips. "Just breathe and relax~" He leans forward, his breath tickling along Scipio's ear.