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OPEN RP POST ( NSFW EDITION )

Because sometimes, I get bored. This is basically an open post for all your smut-related needs with me, honestly. Feel free to request any thread or meme with me, and we can get the ball rolling. I do like plotting beforehand, so don't hesitate to contact me in any way if necessary. I'm pretty open, honestly.

I'm willing to do cross-canon, cross-medium, and alternate universes. Scenarios can be as simple or as complicated as you wish! My kink list is here and some basic scenario ideas can be found here.

My muselist is also here for reference. All I ask is for people not to request my severely underage characters.

Scenario Wishes -- of course, you don't have to do these, but they're here in case you're stuck! Feel free to suggest other things as well, as long as they're viable and I give the OK.

not

Death Parade

what the fuck is going on

for sex

too pure for this world

never

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[ 'Terrible Death Parade thing' let's go let's do this...WHICHEVER DEAD LOSER YOU WANT TO TOSS AT A....nun.....b/c death parade canoodling wasn't bad enough I guess let's toss a nun into the mix. ]

[ Yuri didn't exactly understand what was going on. After stepping out of the elevator - which she didn't remember entering to begin with - she looked at her surroundings rather dubiously, arms crossed as she furrowed her brow. This was kind of creepy, and honestly...

She just wanted to leave.

Which is why she's going to survey the area and walk into the bar. Because maybe there would be someone who could provide her answers, right? ]

[ There is indeed a lady standing near the bar, though by the uncomfortable look on her face and the manner in which she fiddles with the string of prayer beads around her neck, she doesn't terribly want to be here, either. ]

...hmm? Greetings, miss.

You don't happen to know where we are, do you? [ Her voice is curious, yet at the same time suspicious, taking a seat at the bar table. She's totally ignoring the greeting like the Nice Person she is. ]

[ WELL FINE no actually it is fine, her answer is pretty stiff itself. ]

No, I do not. You didn't happen to exit an elevator you don't remember entering, did you?

I did, actually. [ Yuri finds herself folding her hands together idly, wondering if this meant anything. Could it be possible that this person is just like her: a victim? ]

Well, that's one mystery solved. [ she moves to glance behind Yuri, and...yup, that looks like the same one. ]

Hmm. Maybe we should investigate to see if anybody is here, then.

[ If the place is empty, then they can probably find some way out, right? There is a bartender though, but he doesn't seem to be an ordinary person. ]

[People accused Hiroshi of being jumpy ever since that one night. To which Hiroshi would -- if he wasn't so self-conscious about the unbelievability of his story -- point out that he had every RIGHT to be inclined towards jumpiness after he'd spent an entire night dealing with a murderous... SOMETHING that would appear when you least expect it and chase after you. But he was more than willing to admit that said feelings were probably due to paranoia as a result of the situation.

Except today. He's pretty sure that man behind him has been following him since the train.

He was persistent too. Hiroshi had ducked into a few stores in town trying to lose him, but the man seemed to locate him again, as if he had a homing beacon on him or something. He was beginning to consider going to the police as he waded through a particularly large crowd before ducking into an alley he remembered having outlets at both ends --

-- and having a woman standing there, as if waiting for him.

Before he could ask what was going on, a hand wrapped around from behind him, and a sickly sweet smell entered his nostrils. Before he passed out, he had a vague sense that the woman had been looking at him almost LUSTILY...

And that's how he woke up in this cart. ...Cart? Who drove carts these days? Ugh, he still feels a little nauseous as he looks around.]

[There were only a few people that knew about the secrets that hid within Inaba Himeko. Or rather, the stories she could tell. Of course, it was only natural that she couldn't tell them - it was an unbelievable story that dealt with a supernatural being that could screw up with their lives at any given moment. Sure, it made her slightly paranoid at times, frightened that something crazy might happen to her.

But something was definitely different today.

A feeling that she couldn't simply just shake off by looking behind her was there, a shiver running down her spine as she tried to walk quickly, yet naturally. She wasn't going to let some creep catch up to her.

She wasn't fast enough, of course.

Never fast enough. She couldn't tell who had grabbed her at the very last second and chloroformed her, but there was one thing for certain. There was something about that person's gaze that was compelling, yet somewhat dangerous. A needy glance, almost as if wanting her. Not as a person, but for her body.

Eyes fluttered open soon enough, moments- hours? days? she couldn't tell- realizing that she had been moved from the location she was in to another. But it wasn't as if it weren't already obvious; after all, she had just been kidnapped. Bringing a hand to her head as she let out a groan, she glanced around her surroundings, before noticing that she wasn't alone.

Huh.]

Ngh... Oi, you don't happen to know where we are, do you? [First things first: try to figure out location.]

[He pushed himself up, readjusting his glasses and rubbing his temples. Apparently he had company in here. At least it meant whatever he was being spirited away to, he was not alone.]

I am afraid I am as much in the dark about this situation as you are. I am assuming you too encountered some sort of assailant?

[He straightened his scarf, frowning as he picked out a bit of wood. Seriously, a cart?]

That's right.

[She rubbed the back of her head as she adjusted the skirt of her uniform, rolling her eyes before letting out an exasperated sigh.

Seriously?]

Well, I guess we should find out where we are, then. [Considering the fact that the cart seems to have come to a stop

So we should. We must have been brought here for some reason. The only question is what precisely that reason IS.

[He moves to get off, stopping to assist Inaba as he does so.]

Yeah. I just hope that reason isn't something ridiculous.

[She doesn't take the assistance though, instead hopping off of the cart on her own, brushing her hair aside.]

I need to go home as soon as possible, after all.

[Well then. Be that way. He hops off himself.]

Agreed, but I somehow feel it will be a long time for both of us before that happens.

Ah, I suppose I should introduce myself. I am Hiroshi Yamane. And you?

[He bows. Very polite.]

[She's totally polite. Totally. She does let out a lethargic sigh at that, though. She really wants to go home; she knows that her parents won't be worried, but her older brother...

Maybe.

And her friends, too. But she can explain the details to her friends later.]

Seriously? Geez. [She flippantly tosses her short, black hair aside, crossing her arms over her chest.] Inaba Himeko. Anyway, there's no time for any more formalities. We should at least see if there are people in this town.

Indeed.

[He looks around.]

This place seems... curiously old-fashioned, does it not?

Yeah.

[She places her hand under her chin rather inquisitively.]

It seems to have buildings that look around the Vic-- [And she turns her head at that sentence, freezing up, staring completely in shock. That's not what she thinks it is, is it? Most definitely not.]

...Ah.

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Er, did you see something strange?

[He looks towards where she's looking.]

I wish I didn't. [She is literally putting her face in her palm at the couple on the edge of the building have public sex in the nude.]

Wh-wh-what on EARTH are they doing in PUBLIC?! Where are the cops?!

[That is an INCREDIBLE shade of red he's just shifted.]

I-- I don't know!

[Even though this would definitely get her off if she was in front of a computer screen, this was the reality, something entirely different. She can feel her face heating a bright shade of red as she shifted her gaze elsewhere, trying not to look at them as she brought her hand up to her lips in sheer shock.

Oh god what did she just witness.]

I'm not imagining things, am I-? [Her mind reels back to that one time she did something similar in public. It almost went there, but she managed to stop herself in time before things

got worse

Nah, it can't possibly be, this is totally different, this isn't the same as that, it can't be. She was just brought to another world, this is just a dream, maybe if she pinches herself she'll wake up...

Which she does, wincing. Okay, that didn't work.] M-Maybe if we just look away, we can pretend that never happened.

[Yeah. Obvious solution, right?

Wrong. Especially as an old styled bus passes by, the obvious cries of sex coming from it.

......................you have got to be kidding.]

R-right. W-what they do is hardly any of our business. We need to keep focused and --

[Hello sexy bus, passing through. Complete with at least one pair of bare tits pressed against the window.]

G-GAH!

[He covers his own eyes with his arm.]

W-what sort of obscene place IS this?!

Hell if I know! [Her voice goes up several octaves as she yells frantically, waving her arms in the air.]

[He covers his eyes.]

Okay, let's... let us try to calm down. We need to figure out how to go about things rationally. Just because we have seen a few... very PRIVATE things does not mean the entire city must be like that. There must be some place we can go to for information.

[She hitches a breath before sighing.]

If we're looking for information, then we should see if we can find the police station.

Yes, that... that seems logical. Shall we hurry?

[He begins walking in a direction... hurrying past the shop window where some guy is clearly getting sucked off by two women. If it were anybody other than Hiroshi, he might be envious. But, well.]

Right.

[Inaba herself nods in response as she scurries along, following as she takes a quick glance, slightly flustered. Was everyone here like that? She wasn't sure.]

It... seems to be the same almost all over town. You can see it through almost all the windows.

Perhaps there is some sort of psychological inducement occurring? I would argue that it is something cultural, but I cannot help but feel this is very much in excess.

[And more importantly, were they expected to join in? It makes Hiroshi flush to his toes just thinking about it. He's a scientist, not a sex worker!]

If this is some sort of psychological incident, then I'm rather concerned for myself.

[He fidgets a bit, but continues walking.]

You are, perhaps, suggesting that we too may end up falling under the effects of whatever ails the people here?

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