someone do this plot with me?

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    hey I want to try to do a male x male plot.
    I'd like the plot to be where there is a slow development of their relationship where my guy is struggling with his feelings for your guy. Also lots of sexual tension
    Also maybe could there even be a fantasy/Sci if undertone to the plot? Haha we can brainstorm once someone comes along
    I'm looking for someone advanced to semi advice preferably with some sort of fancy post? My posts will be better than this I'm just super lazy.

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    Or not ):

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    Human intamacy,

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    Hello there. My muse for males is currently kinda low but I am still decent. Don't take my speech style as a look into my writing style, they are unrelated. Anyways the point is I would love to plot with you.




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    It's been a while since I've roleplayed a male so haha this will be interesting
    But okay thank you! I really really want there to be something else underlying the plot so it isn't just a romance kind of story.
    The only things floating around in my head is some kind of medieval setting but I'm up for anything if you don't like medieval
    Also I might disappear in a moment but we can continue tomorrow if I do

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    RUBY
    Human intamacy,

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    I am up for most anything, I've done a couple in a mental hospital. I do generally enjoy medieval plots though.




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    Oh hmm.
    Not sure I like mental hospital lol


    ah okay good, I have a thing for high fantasy books so plots like that are fun
    hmm alright ~ I was thinking my character was either a sorcerer of some sort or a knight
    and it'd be up to you who yours is, but maybe they have to go on a quest into some kind of magical area to find a magical item maybe to defeat some evil sorcerer that has come into the kingdom to try and take over and ruin the kingdom ?

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    RUBY
    Human intamacy,

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    Yeah that sounds great. Either knight or sorcerer the cancept sounds really cool. And so I'd just be a townsperson?




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    [font=arial][color=navy]©callie, edited by frostiful

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    Human intamacy,

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    Oh chill man, or lady I'm too lazy to scroll up and see, I think I'll just do a town person maybe blacksmiths son or something like that.




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    RUBY
    Human intamacy,

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    Fools, shall we do the rp here or make another thread?




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    [font=arial][color=navy]©callie, edited by frostiful

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    RUBY
    Human intamacy,

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    Making a new one is just a lot of work for no reason. Shall we post names faces and personalities for the characters now？




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    Name: Arin Castellanos
    Age: around twenty, he isn't completely sure
    Personality: definitely the arrogant, sarcastic type. sometimes likes to joke around, other times is completely serious and won't take your crud. likes to think things through logically, yet still has his impulsive moments. He comes off as a bit of a know it all. has a strong, loyal heart though
    other ~ can fight as well as an assassin


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    Alexander Kean (Alex)
    19 nearly 20
    Despite his slightly rounder face growing up as the black smiths son insured he grew up strong. After all at six they start as a bellows boy heaving up and down up and down feeding the flame slowly gaining strength 'til age eleven when you become a proper apprentice learning how to take the hammer and form the red-hot metal into whatever shape you need. When Alex is working the ringing of the anvil can be heard throughout the small town. So though it is often hidden well under clothing he is far from weak. Alex is the determined sort, the kind of person who starts something and finished it no cut corners, after all if you cut corners in his line of work it would not end well. If he sets out to make something he does not stop until he finishes it, if he sets out to do something he will not stop until it is done. He has hoped for as long as he could remember to go to the castle and find work there. Maybe the gruel he gets at the end of the day would taste a little better then. Unlike most he spent his free time as a kid teaching himself to read and write, ending up with enough smarts to get him through anything he would come up against. He is a kind guy, wanting the best for others ad hoping they find it when he cannot give it.

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    [sorry bout that got tired. here's my starter]


    The kingdom of Mytica had fallen into a pit of despair and hopelessness ever since the sorcerer Merek Castro came and decided to practically burn the castle down. The King was dead, the queen was dead, the prince, heir to the throne was dead, and the only one who survived was the young princess. Arin had been at the castle when all of this went down. He was a good friend of the prince, had grown up with him as a matter of fact...and was overly fond of the young man, though the prince never returned his feelings. He was betrothed anyways, to a beautiful soon to be queen of the Southern Desert. So when Arin lost the prince...it had been devastating to lose a friend like that.
    Anyways, Merek had interrupted a political meeting, killing nearly everyone but a few lords. The princess would have been killed if it wasn't for Arin who lashed back at the evil sorcerer with his own magic. Merek was one of the very few immortal sorcerers in the world. The power had gotten to him it seemed, corrupting him and making him crave any kind of power he could get his hands on. It seemed ruling as much land as he could was going to be his next conquests, and he was starting with Mytica, one of the largest kingdoms in this part of the world. The battle with Merek was short lived, Arin and the princess nearly escaping with their lives. He brought her to a trusted friend, and had her brought off to the next village, promising to avenge her parents, her brother, destroy Merek, and give her back the kingdom.
    Now all Arin had to do was do what he had said. He flipped through book after book that he had in his home, which was in the catacombs under the library, trying to find something magical, something that would increase his powers so that he could actually be a match for Merek. Eventually he found a legend, of a gemstone hidden in the Staghorn Mountains, which bordered the Forest of Rhodes...a forest filled with many magical creatures, both dangerous and friendly. It meant that this quest would be difficult, and the legend stated a monster lived in the caves of the mountains. Arin couldn't go alone then, he needed another to go with him. Someone worthy, someone strong, someone loyal, someone brave.
    So, Arin conjured up a spell, enchanting a gemstone to help him detect who would be the most "worthy" to come along with him. He headed into the village, letting the gemstone lead the way. It was a ruby, and it grew redder and brighter as he approached whoever it would be to accompany him. Arin wore a cloak, a hood to blend in, avoiding soldiers that Merek now had under his control. His golden eyes stayed fixated on the gemstone, pushing his way through the crowded cobblestones streets of the village. Occasionally he'd bump into someone, mutter an apology, and keep walking, following where the gemstone led him. Eventually he stopped at the doorway of what appeared to be the blacksmith's shop, and the young sorcerer raised an eyebrow, before he headed inside the shop, clearing his throat as he walked in, and dropped his hood down, showing his unnaturally golden eyes, marking him as a sorcerer. Who had the gem lead him to?

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    Human intamacy,

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    Alex was seated at the table of his shop looking down at a bowl of less than appetizing looking soup, in actuality it was halfway decent he had caught the rabbit himself. Green eyes scanned the empty shop, not much work since the castle had been destroyed. Sure now and again someone needed nails, or maybe a new plow but that was menial work, nails are the first thing you learn to make plow-heads were simple, nothing compared to the art of folding the metal of a sword to create the perfect blade. His dream of working in the main city had been crushed, there was no need for him there or a want to go there on his part. An old book he had read a thousand times over sat in front of him. The pages were worn and ink faded but his eyes still scanned over the words his hand bringing food to his mouth only as a second thought. A baggy brown shirt covered his torso cheep cloth pants and leather boots on his lower half, the shirt his any sigh of muscle on him.
    When a blot of soup fell to his shirt he cursed standing and walking over to the hay mattress on the side of the one room hut. He dragged the cloth over his head, it was no big deal every towns-person with half a mind knew blacksmiths tend to work shirtless, sweat being a much better shield to embers than a shirt ever was. A pair of footsteps behind him sounded and he called out "One moment I'll be with you" before reaching forward for a reddish brown shirt and pulling it back over his head to replace the first. He turned about to walk over and stopping in his tracks at the sight of gold eyes. The pause was momentary before he made his way over to the, admittedly handsome, male. "May I ask what brings this visit, nails plow, please please say sword?" A little laugh leaving his lips to sign he was joking along with a smile.
    Alex was always different than the other men of the town, most having children by now, in that he never looked at a girl. There had been demand for him among the girls when it was time for them to marry off but he had never given any a second glance, not that the other males cared much.




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    Arin's eyes traveled around the smith's shop. It was rather small, smaller than others he'd been to around the world. And the one in the city was more of a forge of sorts, with multiple men making blades for the crown. Arin was sure Merek was making lots of armor and weapons, for he was planning to conquer the surrounding kingdoms. He'd named himself king, and no one was powerful enough to stop him... at least not yet.
    Arin was wanted by Merek, he was sure there'd be a bounty on his head soon, but he'd be gone and searching for a way to stop Merek long before they ever found him. They'd think he'd run, fled out of fear or something. But no, he was plotting the cruel sorcerer's downfall. He was doing it for the princess, for the prince. He couldn't let Lucien down...even if the young man was dead. He felt it was his duty to save the kingdom, because he couldn't save Lucien...Arin shook his head, frowning and shoving the grief over his friend away at the sound of a males voice.
    The sorcerer was not expecting a young man to come into the room. Most blacksmiths were large, older, bald men of the sort, but no, this was a young man, around his age. Arin raised his eyebrows and offered a slight smile at him joking, amused at the blacksmiths attempt to be funny. "I actually prefer the bow," he said and stared at the ruby in his palm, glowing bright red now that the man's presence was in the room. "I apparently am here for you," he pocketed the gemstone, and then turned to close the door behind him, so that no one else would be coming inside. "Can you fight? Ride a horse? Read a map?" he asked a few questions before coming full out with his proposal.

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    Human intamacy,

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    "Well who in their right mind would spend so long making blades and arrows and never learn to use them, and no one down here can't ride a horse. I mean everyone can. Maps are easy enough just words and pictures really not that hard" he responded firing off answered as quickly as the other male had asked. He could see in the others eyes he had been expecting something else, probably his father. "Surely there is a mistake, 'round here all I'm good for is nails and plows no need to fight or read maps." he said glancing around the messy shop slash home. It was all one room bed to one side table to the other anvil front and center and fire in back, not the most extravagant of houses. Alexander pulled a hand through his brown curls before gesturing to the table in a sign they should both sit.
    The golden eyes were mesmerizing and he could not help but keep his own eyes away from them, not liking the way they held his attention. "I've got myself permission to use the brown mare down at the farm, only 'cause I'm the only one around here who can shoe the horses anyways." he said, unsure why he felt the need to say that, an odd need to impress the male in front of him. He looked like the type of person you'd want to impress anyways. "Gotta use something to get the metal back here" he muttered with a little shrug and a small laugh unsure what to do in the silence. He glanced up at the closed door wondering just what the other male wanted so bad for the others not to hear, he seemed to think that someone would not just walk in if the door was closed, they would.
    Alex looked around, a sorcerer in his own home, he had known about them he was ruled by one after all but had never actually seen one. The golden eyes being a perfect tell, that must be why they were so mesmerizing because he had never seen anything like it. He stood and made his way to the anvil "I can get some arrowheads done real quick if that's why you're here" he said quickly moving back to tug on the bellows urging the glowing embers to an actual flame and throwing in another log for it to feed on.




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