Hygswitch
Priestess of Anoia
Welcome
Hi! My Name is Hygswitch [she/her] and I am looking for a small group (two? maybe three?) of (likely female) coconspiritors to tell a sweet, sometimes romantic, sometimes a bit more action packed, sometimes mysterious story about witches, found family and a life on the open road. The Worldbuilding even though I started it should be open to all of us and be expansive and light. I love the works of Terry Gilliam and Terry Pratchett just as much as things like the Addams Family, Lemony Snicket and similar things, so I think the setting will be very anachronistic.
So why the high age limit? Well I am by now in my late thirties myself. I have been roleplaying for literal decades, so I would feel most comfortable writing with people of a similar age. Its really not about writing level or anything like that.
I am uncertain what my own posting schedule will be. Rapid fire might be hard if you do not live in europe like me due to the difference in time zone but I will try to have a look daily, and will always try to contribute if it fits.
We might use Discord to complement the forum.
Anyway without further ado:
a possible Intro Scene for you to see a bit of my writing and maybe get a feeling.
Witches on the Road
Tilda looked at her own shaking hands as a red drop of blood fell upon them. She touched her nose and produced a red smear on her finger tips. Her throbbing headache was a nightmare. She had grown up among witches, and heard and read a lot about the effects of using magic, but feeling it in her own body was something entirely different.
To even have the ability to channel the powers now was a damn miracle! It is a trait only passed from mother to daughter and always stays dormant in males. No one had expected that her hormone replacement therarpy would unlock her mothers gift in her.
...Tilda had been giddy to show them, show her mother and aunts, that she had the gift too. That she could become part of the coven. Her heart had been jumping in anticipation to show them how she could levitate water. They had been polite at first, but when they actually saw it the situation escalated instantly. Her own mother had pinned her to the ceiling with telekinesis right away. "How dare you! How the fuck dare you use my powers? Everybody knows that men do not...." "I am not a man!" She interjected furiously.
Her Fucking Family. Attacking her just like this. Until that point each and every one of them had been so accepting, and still caring. Had even still taught her a bit of the theory of magic. Without that she wouldn't have been able to make enougth sense of the digital grimoir she had found on the typewriter net and xeroxed out a few days ago.
After jumping her heart was now broken. They had not only not accepted her, but had attacked her right away. Anger boiled in her, as they went on to pin her to the ceiling. She closed her eyes. reached out. There was each of their auras. Red from rage. She let her minds eye wander. Ah there it was...the tome. This Houses Mana well. Shining bright. She knew it was a lot too much for an untrained ...., yes she would think of herself as a witch. She had the gift. She was a true born daughter of a witch. it did not matter that her rightful coven did not accept her. With her mind she reached in despite the danger...
Her eyes focused again upon her blood smeared fingers. She lowered them. The room was a mess. All three witches lay unconscious. She could take the Tome with her. But this would untether a few of the important leylines. More important her Mothers House would fall. She could not bring herself to do this. Not even after they greeted her gift like this. Instead she quickly fished out the keys to her aunts car. She would not look back, but for that she would need a home on the road.
As she left the grand brownbrick house 10 minutes later. Her Foldable Typenet typewriter under one arm, a big seabag full of clothes and other possessions under the other. She smiled as she walked towards the old 1980 Chevrolet G30 Camper. This would do.
And now first the Streets of New Richborough and then ...
...the open Road
The Characters
Each of Us would play a Witch that has left her House and coven for the open road, in the search for a home, adventures and others. Everyone should have their own talents and abilities. A lot can be made up on the run, or just planned out ooc.
The Setting
...would be loosely based upon an american modern society, but it would be a highly eccentric, anachronistic setting.
The Landscape is littered by the ruins of bygone eras, modern cities and infrastructure is build atop and throughout.
Technology is slightly dieselpunky, there is no internet but the typenet, which can be accessed with electromechanical radio typewriter devices and printers.
Cars exist but only models up to the 1980s, they might still have anachronistical properties, even futuristic ones, electrical drive, auto pilot, typenet enabled navigational systems, you name it and it might be there.
Fantasy creatures and races are not common place but exist and are known.
Any Kind of subculture can exist. From bikers to truckers to roving bands of goblins
The main part of the setting would be the highways and open roads. Always on the move.
Parting Words
So if I have piqued your interest I would very much enjoy hearing from you, either in here or via pm. Thanks to chaotic cat cutie for encouraging me to turn this into a group thing. So let's see if there is anyone interested.
PS: As you might tell I am very much LGBTQIA+ friendly but do not shy away from lightly using this topic to generate strife, I hope you are fine with this. I do not do so from the pov of an outsider, I am trans myself, and it should not happen too much ingame.
Hi! My Name is Hygswitch [she/her] and I am looking for a small group (two? maybe three?) of (likely female) coconspiritors to tell a sweet, sometimes romantic, sometimes a bit more action packed, sometimes mysterious story about witches, found family and a life on the open road. The Worldbuilding even though I started it should be open to all of us and be expansive and light. I love the works of Terry Gilliam and Terry Pratchett just as much as things like the Addams Family, Lemony Snicket and similar things, so I think the setting will be very anachronistic.
So why the high age limit? Well I am by now in my late thirties myself. I have been roleplaying for literal decades, so I would feel most comfortable writing with people of a similar age. Its really not about writing level or anything like that.
I am uncertain what my own posting schedule will be. Rapid fire might be hard if you do not live in europe like me due to the difference in time zone but I will try to have a look daily, and will always try to contribute if it fits.
We might use Discord to complement the forum.
Anyway without further ado:
a possible Intro Scene for you to see a bit of my writing and maybe get a feeling.
Witches on the Road
Tilda looked at her own shaking hands as a red drop of blood fell upon them. She touched her nose and produced a red smear on her finger tips. Her throbbing headache was a nightmare. She had grown up among witches, and heard and read a lot about the effects of using magic, but feeling it in her own body was something entirely different.
To even have the ability to channel the powers now was a damn miracle! It is a trait only passed from mother to daughter and always stays dormant in males. No one had expected that her hormone replacement therarpy would unlock her mothers gift in her.
...Tilda had been giddy to show them, show her mother and aunts, that she had the gift too. That she could become part of the coven. Her heart had been jumping in anticipation to show them how she could levitate water. They had been polite at first, but when they actually saw it the situation escalated instantly. Her own mother had pinned her to the ceiling with telekinesis right away. "How dare you! How the fuck dare you use my powers? Everybody knows that men do not...." "I am not a man!" She interjected furiously.
Her Fucking Family. Attacking her just like this. Until that point each and every one of them had been so accepting, and still caring. Had even still taught her a bit of the theory of magic. Without that she wouldn't have been able to make enougth sense of the digital grimoir she had found on the typewriter net and xeroxed out a few days ago.
After jumping her heart was now broken. They had not only not accepted her, but had attacked her right away. Anger boiled in her, as they went on to pin her to the ceiling. She closed her eyes. reached out. There was each of their auras. Red from rage. She let her minds eye wander. Ah there it was...the tome. This Houses Mana well. Shining bright. She knew it was a lot too much for an untrained ...., yes she would think of herself as a witch. She had the gift. She was a true born daughter of a witch. it did not matter that her rightful coven did not accept her. With her mind she reached in despite the danger...
Her eyes focused again upon her blood smeared fingers. She lowered them. The room was a mess. All three witches lay unconscious. She could take the Tome with her. But this would untether a few of the important leylines. More important her Mothers House would fall. She could not bring herself to do this. Not even after they greeted her gift like this. Instead she quickly fished out the keys to her aunts car. She would not look back, but for that she would need a home on the road.
As she left the grand brownbrick house 10 minutes later. Her Foldable Typenet typewriter under one arm, a big seabag full of clothes and other possessions under the other. She smiled as she walked towards the old 1980 Chevrolet G30 Camper. This would do.
And now first the Streets of New Richborough and then ...
...the open Road
The Characters
Each of Us would play a Witch that has left her House and coven for the open road, in the search for a home, adventures and others. Everyone should have their own talents and abilities. A lot can be made up on the run, or just planned out ooc.
The Setting
...would be loosely based upon an american modern society, but it would be a highly eccentric, anachronistic setting.
The Landscape is littered by the ruins of bygone eras, modern cities and infrastructure is build atop and throughout.
Technology is slightly dieselpunky, there is no internet but the typenet, which can be accessed with electromechanical radio typewriter devices and printers.
Cars exist but only models up to the 1980s, they might still have anachronistical properties, even futuristic ones, electrical drive, auto pilot, typenet enabled navigational systems, you name it and it might be there.
Fantasy creatures and races are not common place but exist and are known.
Any Kind of subculture can exist. From bikers to truckers to roving bands of goblins
The main part of the setting would be the highways and open roads. Always on the move.
Parting Words
So if I have piqued your interest I would very much enjoy hearing from you, either in here or via pm. Thanks to chaotic cat cutie for encouraging me to turn this into a group thing. So let's see if there is anyone interested.
PS: As you might tell I am very much LGBTQIA+ friendly but do not shy away from lightly using this topic to generate strife, I hope you are fine with this. I do not do so from the pov of an outsider, I am trans myself, and it should not happen too much ingame.
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