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Multiple Settings Plots, Partners, and Possibilities - An Original Plot Buffet

StarDeux

Magical Girl
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Hey all! Welcome to my general interest check! I'll keep this short and sweet so we can get to the good stuff.
If you like any of these ideas, have questions, or just want to chat feel free to DM me and let me know what caught your eye!

About me:
  • StarDeux
  • she/her
  • 28
  • 16 years of roleplay experience
  • comfortably writes 3-5 paragraphs per section of reply
  • Has a cute dog - will send pictures of her on request <3
  • Happily writes any and all genders
  • Doodles ocs for fun
  • Loves writing romance, horror, action, and adventure!
Looking for:
  • Someone 18+
  • 3-5 paragraphs per reply
  • open and friendly communication!
  • m/f or f/f ships
  • Doubling!
  • Someone who can brainstorm ideas and keep things going
Writing Sample
What a strange thing it was, to see the sky as something real and true, tangible in a way it had never been through the painting frames of windows and hazy dreams. It was something Seren had marveled at as Duncan rowed them across the lake and away from what had once been her life, her destiny.

She had marveled in silence, that awe drifting in and out as it fought for purchase in her mind against her final thoughts of the Circle. Part of her hated that Duncan had intervened. In her mind’s eye she could see herself fighting, killing even, but ultimately she knew all too well that there would have been no escape for her. She would have died taking the Knight Commander down with her.

And would that have been so much better?

Likely not.

This, at least, held promise. She’d be lying if she said she hadn’t warmed to the idea as they marched on. Her, a Grey Warden, brought into a fold that cared not for the magic in her blood and given freedom that had long ago been stolen from her.

She could have purpose.

Her hair was still damp when she walked back to camp, catching on her shoulders and back like translucent tentacles. At first she had feared Duncan would keep a sharp eye on her, ensure she wouldn’t run, but he hadn’t cared when she said she was going to head to the river to wash up. He had merely reminded her to be mindful of the hour and the things that lurked in the darkness that had begun to creep upon them.

That was why she liked him. She liked that he treated her like a person.

Night had settled fully upon the camp, and Duncan wasn’t easily seen when she approached. A fire burned softly, keeping the darkness at bay. While Duncan wasn’t visible, her other companion was.

Constance, Seren had learned, was a quiet sort of woman. There was a darkness in those eyes of hers that she recognized the way one recognizes their own reflection. If she were a less tactful woman, Seren might have pointed it out, might have gone so far as to assure Constance that she understood whatever shadows followed her.

But Seren was not without tact, nor was she so bold as to assume their pain to be anything more than distant relatives on the tree of sorrow.

“Where has Duncan gone?” She asked when she was close enough that speaking wouldn’t require her to raise her voice.

Plots
((the following plots are just meant to give us a jumping off point. If you have any other ideas, please feel free to pitch them to me.))


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    Strangers in the Snow:
    Of all the places for {{Char A}}'s car to stall out, in the back-roads near a forest is probably the worst location. It's cold, snowing, and getting a single bar of cell service out here would be a miracle. And then they see it, headlights cut through the thick flurries of snow, and a truck pulls to a stop in front of them. Out steps {{Char B}}. Seeing that {{Char A}} needs help, {{Char B}} offers to lend a neighborly hand. They have a place near by, after all, they can keep {{Char A}} safe for the night. Without much choice, {{Char A}} accepts the offer - but something feels wrong about {{Char B}}, something feels wrong about this night.

    The Carnival That Never Left:
    Years after it should have packed up and moved on, an old carnival still stands at the edge of town, rusting and silent. When {{Char A}} receives a cryptic note inviting them to “come see the last show,” curiosity takes over. They arrive to find only one other soul, {{Char B}}, who insists they came to shut the place down once and for all. As they navigate the shadowy tents and faded rides, they discover the carnival’s true nature: it’s a trap, and leaving isn’t as simple as it seems. The two must work together to solve the mysteries of the carnival before the midnight bell rings and the show becomes their nightmare.

    The Watcher's Cabin:
    On a hiking trip deep in the woods, {{Char A}} stumbles across an isolated cabin, its walls plastered with photographs of people—each with their eyes scratched out. Just as panic sets in, {{Char B}} arrives, claiming to be a park ranger investigating strange disappearances in the area. They’re shocked to see the cabin, but their surprise turns to terror when the photos begin changing in real-time, now including {{Char A}} and {{Char B}} among them. With night falling fast, they have to figure out who, or what, is watching and what it wants before they’re the next to disappear.

 

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