to get a Gist of my characters back story you can read that on wattpad,
otherwise if you take a read in the next subject you can see the starter,
and to follow it up, i hope to see so many more reply.
maybe even show your own story, With as much detail as you want.
Its been decades, I’ve lost a lot of time, and I’m not looking To justify anything. if anyone’s gonna bring up the past. I’m not that person anymore. but what I am, a man who loves to write a lot.
So, I don’t know about you but I’ve been writing for quite a few years. it probably started in third grade. that was the first time I found creative writing. I would soon attempt the same thing except not for a grade in fifth grade. it probably wasn’t until I was 20 that I actually dedicated my time to it. my first story tales of a millenia, my grammars still being worked out but its nothing I cant learn. I just updated the story so that it is easier to read. (that is on wattpad)
following this story im gonna put up a post meant as a continuance. in the story the main characters name is Sakuto, but in the RP version my character’s name is Scott.
“Hello everyone, It’s been a long time since I’ve had fun here. It’s Mick Scott, allots happened over the years and honestly. I think I got myself straight.” Scott stood smiling as he opened a message towards Al his old family and friends.. As he walked he began to talk. “So through my multidimensional hoping I re-found myself. Saphire was everything to me, for so many reasons. After we divorced, I just decided to hop dimensions, I learned something. I am part of 30% of me who lived through the hell I was part if, out of 15% of all the other me’s that survived was through complete instinct. 10% of that went completely insane, where as only 5 percent got through by learning to adapt through aura. And out of the 2% of that only 2 had external help. The other me became the complete opposite of who I am as an individual. Now that wasnt the problem but, he ruined my marriage. Honestly I’m not gonna make excuses, yea it was the same person. But we were living two separate lives;”
Scott would suddenly take a crouching position, as he made a sudden clap. He clasped his hands together then drew them apart, an Odachi would seem to slide out of his palms as he took hold of it. It was long, a dark jet black, and when unsheathed it looked like it had multiple fractures in it. He held the sword out to his right with his left, the edge up as he gave a sudden stomp to the ground, a long stick would shoot from the ground, he swung the sword over his head then down towards the left as it lodged into the staff. Which seemed to clamp down on the katana. Scott would then pull it up out of the ground as the 6 foot tall stick went from red with ancient kanji, to fractured like the sword. He held the staff which had morphed into a scythe, with a black flame, which seemed to glow off the fragmented looking spots on the sword.
"Progress comes with time, and honestly I had to much of it alone. Time hoping through separate multidimensional times honestly I seen myself die far to many times with my own eyes. I’m back if someone wants to join in with me. Back at the good ole Scott ranch. Maybe no one remembers me, but you know what; I’ve got ways to adventure that I bet some of you haven’t gotten to do. Cause I wanna see the story you can write with me. So here’s where my story started;
“Terror, fear, Anger, anguish, death. It’s all that’s ever come of me in this dimension. Another world of which I have been drug to, somewhere of which my soul was tampered with, then preserved for consumption. Forced from me by succubi, who enslave men from all over. How long has It been, where do I come from? Do I have family, do they remember me? Who has drove me subconsciously for so long to get me where I am, to get me this far?” He would look in his wallet where two pictures could be seen side by side. They were of two young women, they weren’t labeled, so he had no clue what their names were. But he was soon to find out.
(If you have been sent tales of a millenia, then you will recognize most of that. Thats how Scott’s story started 4 years ago. But now😉
After all those years of marriage, I realized that just because I had all I ever wanted; well it didn’t matter if everyone I cared about just disappeared. I honestly still remember how I met saph, Half my memory; in need of help. I found myself stunned by the beauty of what turned out to be the daughter of Satan. My story goes deeper because it’s approaching to be what was our anniversary. Then Yuuki came into the picture. And so many other people; from Zin, to Seth, Nina, and Props. And so many more who were like siblings some were even my adopted children. (I want to clarify that yes erotic roleplay accured in previous time. But this time it’ll all be clean of, if people want to point fingers then I’ll take it all down. But this is meant to be a clean roleplay.)
My entire life disappears the moment sapphire through the ring away. But that’s not what I wanna talk about, i just wanted to introduce myself back in to hopefully get Scott’s ranch a little more social. So for now this is how my story starts at this moment;
Everything would seem to be zooming out as if a Droid was recording his every move, showing the setting. 200 acres of farm, a barn, a large house, it had three stories. With 20 rooms, all but seven are empty. Not counting the one smallest one where Scott decided to unpack all of his… well what little he traveled with. To him it’s been at least another 1000 or so years, which makes him about 2033. At this point the man could be considered a malevolent spirit, but he became a reaper in training. It helped that his ex step father was the devil himself. But he had to fight it out and show Lucifer why his illegitimate daughter married him.
thanks vlade i was just about to do that.
No problem~ Let me know if you ever need help with your spelling or grammar, and I’ll give you tips on how to improve or help change your posts to sound better. I’m always here, to help.
“Well, Guess I’ll start by introducing my first character. She’s literally my oldest friend. Not only that but this women saved my life. Oh and let me just say, she’s quite the rare friend to have.”
“Her name, Byakko, she’s from a temple. One shut off from all existence, even they can’t date far enough back, not that I could say. Because of the way we met, she had to go against all her temples rules. Luckily they allowed me, seeing that I was just a lifeless soul preserved by a spell of my captures I was nothing but a husk. She nursed me back to health, but my life was technically nole and void. She on the other hand didn’t care, she found me, seen that my situation wasn’t my own fault, then took me in. she brought me to this secluded temple that no traveler had ever seen and then gave me a second chance at life. A chance to get regain myself despite the lack of memories. As well as grow past all the sexually exhausting abuse that sucked my preserved soul half dry. Actually it was more than half dry, no clue how long it lasted. But I couldn’t stay, because the none existence of my soul essence made it hard to hold a material body despite the spell that preserved it. They referred to it as hollowfication, which well its better I not go into detail. But to think of what I would become, or how I would have become such a destructive force. To lose your mind after it’s devoured by an instinct thrown out by rage. Which was why I couldn’t stay long. All they could do was help stabilize my condition, then preserve the spell on my body. Nurture it to where I had a good head on my shoulders. And teach me the way to survive, and live peacefully. But this beautiful specimen……. “Scott seemed to choke up as he formed his next sentence. “She gave me the one thing she and her species value the most. She gave me her star ball. The very thing that contained her life. So despite being a reaper, I still have a pledge. And despite returning her that ball she and I are still connected.”
“So, to introduce Byakko; the only ten tailed fox to probably grow into existence.”
There would be a sudden spin, bringing the view onto a white with black striped Kitsune. Her ten tails sort of fanned out somewhat waving in excitement. “Wow, you did not hold back that introduction. Guess there isn’t much for me to say. Hey everyone, I’m Byakko I hope to get to meet allot of you. What this man forgot to inform you about is that I’m also the only one from my temple to have come out in over Decca of millennia. I’m hoping to trace some of the things that my ancestors may have left behind. I’m from a long line of Zenka kitsune, my elementals derive from Spiritual light. Which is how I helped Scott revitalize, my elders even seen fit to send him off with my mother’s ancestral weapon, Huli Jing of the Juiweihu. It’s the bow staff my great, great, well allot of greats are in there so I’ll call him Grand grandpa forged. My mother’s ancestors were master smiths not that that wasn’t something passed down to me. Well if you want to talk anymore then I guess stop by.”
“Thanks byakko, you’re first of many who I’m hoping to have around, and if anyone else wants to come in. then feel free to join me. Just leave a bit of a bio or something in the next group chat. Tell me a bit about yourself, where you come from. Maybe leave al little back ground, and what you want to do around here. And next I’ll be introducing my first daughter. Roleplay wise she would be named Yuuki, but unfortunately Yuuki has forever signed out. So I will like with a few other characters be using my
“I’m so exited! Because this young girl; Well, shes the reason i can live with myself.” Scott would take a deep breath. "Sadly, our first time meeting was…. Somewhat of a blood bath, it was when me, and well I’m just gonna refer to her as my ex-wife. she doesn’t seem to exist in this realm, But I do miss her. that aside it turned out to be her two hundredth birthday the day i met her. i was on a personal vendetta. My ex and i had just finished nights worth of purging the succubi providence. Silently assassinating them town after town after city after village. At this point we wreaked of death, which put fear into those of the royal succubus providence as i entered the room not only uninvited but very abruptly as the smell burst-ed into the room with the malicing vibe of my presence and aura. I soon was stopped in my tracks as a voice that for oh so many reasons worsened my mood. This voice was way to familiar, it was the voice that i wished not only i could forget, but the very voice that tortured me. It came from the very women who for so many years tortured me, molested me, and did things to me that no man, should have to endure. but before i could act upon my anger, she threw me for a loop. She gloated it outta spite as she said, “My, my, (to put it shortly) welcome home dear, your just in time to meet our first and only born daughter.” my shock and awe would make me jump to perching on a balcony in front of the two.
Because before my very eyes was a young short girl, with blonde hair, and deep blue eyes. she looked to be about eight, and the first words she said to me with tears were, “Daddy, for so long ive hoped for this day. for years i have pondered my very existence. why, why was i conceived in such a cruel manner, why do i exist? Whose my father, and is he still alive? What could i possibly do to make up for what happened to him. I’m the very embodiment of his curse incarnated, all your pain, and suffering. the very soul essence your missing.” i of course was crying as i looked at that little girl, then said, “no need to think such loath full thoughts, i bear no hate to you, how could i when your of my own flesh and blood.” would then look to her mother saying; “she is where my hate resides,” i would then embrace her with a loving hug. with our daddy daughter reunion she would then give a speech which I’m not gonna repeat. (find that in the tales of a millennia,) she would then give me one more hug. it was then that my ex spoke saying, (after massacring the royals in the room.) " if the reunions done its your daughters two hundredth birthday. in the end it was yuuko who killed the queen. she just ripped out the women’s throat, then we ate cake.
Byakko who was sitting there off screen spoke up, “ok its my turn. Because it was about this time i had grown my ninth tail. i was traveling there on a whim. Me, and four other young-lings had stepped through a door where blood had been flowing under it like a river. stepping through the door we would find a family of three enjoying cake, that was not only splattered with blood. but the atmosphere was full of joy and happiness. sounds like a family of psychopaths, I know. that’s what my companions would have thought, with all the trails of bodies bludgeoned onto huge crucifix like steaks in rows. obviously persecuted for reasons the young ones could never bare to understand, the dead impaled between the legs, succubus and succubi all treated the same. but who wouldn’t do such things, because what i seen was a man who ended his reason of suffering, who found what would be soon be his demon wife, and half succubus daughter along the way. how couldn’t i be glade for the mans happiness. id never seen him smile so brightly since i had met him. one far brighter than when we lived together for such a short amount of time. i seen joy , which gave me joy. but not because what he did was right, because what he wanted was only to end the chance of other mortals whom were just like him, end the possibility of their misery to come. He didn’t become what he is because he wanted to, he was only mortal. forced into an eternal life. but you know what in the end he was happy.”
Byakko was crying as she covered the obvious portal screen. it would then flash to Scott who would then say. “that said, here’s Yuuko,” the portal would soon slide over to a young looking girl. tears obviously flowing through her eyes as he spoke all choked up, “Whyyyyyyy? I’m honestly not surprised about this you two, but did you have to tell the story, sigh oh well guess it cant be helped. what gets me the most is that moms the only one that cant tell her side. because honestly that day gave me true birth and made me, for once in my life want to exist. it made me glade i was immortal, because for those two hundred years i wanted nothing more than to die, that’s what that day meant to me.” she would wipe her tears and gave a big smile as the eighteen year old looking female took a deep breath. there’s so much more i could say. but Im just gonna finish with this, because I’m now , one thousand years old. ever since that fateful day I’ve walked with my father. we have so many tales, and plenty of time to tell them. as well as a few other characters to in……
Suddenly a laugh broke out, as the portal seemed to be stolen from in front of Yuuko, as a strange masked man appeared in front of it, its slacked jaw would seem to budge to his laughing as he said, “forget me, so shocked very existence…. oh never mind im not talk in that choppy language like the ancient native Americans would have spoke with English. your existence needs ended. i don’t know where you come from, but you do not belong here.” Yuuko gasped, as Byakko growled, Scott would sorta stand up as he said, "well its to be expected you would show up, i know you all to well. its a shame that now that im in a new dimension that means old adversaries long past friended will be showing up as well. Id say long time no see Oyahusa Uewatsu.