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Post by Aerion on Dec 6, 2008 21:02:09 GMT 1
Plot The hunter and the Neko - This is a very cutesy/sexual type of roleplay. The plot involves a young adult (18-22) who hears about the money that can be made by hunting, tranquilizing and selling Neko's to a slave market. Deciding to take the job he is unsuccessful for quite some time before finally finding a Neko shooting and taking her back to his apartment. Once the Neko comes to the hunter does his best in order to gain the trust of the girl. Since both don't speak the same language the Neko has to learn to slowly trust one another while attempting to evade the hunter's bosses who constantly ask if he had found a Neko.
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Post by Aerion on Dec 7, 2008 9:38:32 GMT 1
My Neko intro: Aerion had made himself quite the den over the years. Not only was the entrance perfectly disguised as a rock, but he had dug out quite the sizable place, cleverly dumping the earth far away, to avoid suspicion, and he had filled it with different items he had taken from the humans (he, of course, made sure to only take from those who had enough to survive without them), from generators and wiring, to food and other necessities. It had required a lot of hard work to get this far, not to mention all the times he almost got caught by the annoying hunters, but now he had the highest standard of living of all the Nekos he knew of. Heck, it was even higher than most humans, as stealing food from the humans was easier than the work the humans had to do to afford their food. He never could figure out why the other Nekos didn't think of doing the same as him. But then, all the Nekos he knew had been captured and sold as slaves by the arrogant humans. He himself had avoided that through simply being small enough to go unnoticed, until he learned to avoid it through stealth and speed.
When Aerion woke up, his gut feeling told him today would, for a lack of a better term, "suck". Normally, he would trust his instincts and just stay in his "bed" (which consisted of a pile of different soft, but useless, items he had taken, from pillows to socks), but today, his gut also told him he was hungry. So, he got up, flipped the light switch, and walked over to the refrigerator to see what was left of his supplies. Opening the lid, he saw an half-full jar of some stuff that tasted vaguely like peanuts, some bread, and two and a half jars of something that tasted like blueberries. Nothing that would make for a decent meal, but at least enough to have breakfast. Taking a few slices of bread, he opened the half-full jar of blueberry stuff, scooped some up with his fingers, and smeared it across the bread (he had a knife intended for scooping and smearing of the stuff in the jars, but he didn't feel like walking over to it). Having made himself a couple of sandwiches, Aerion closed the lid, and sat down on it (he had a box intended for sitting, but, once again, he didn't feel like walking over to it) While he was absentmindedly eating his breakfast, he went through the possible scenarios for getting food. Stealing was a no-go, as that required walking far away from his den, and he didn't want to risk that today. Checking his traps... Well, he had checked them yesterday, but perhaps he had more luck today. Fishing... Risky, as he was rather exposed while setting up the rods, and it might not be enough to satisfy his hunger if he got unlucky, but if there were nothing in the traps, he would have to either fish, or be hungry until tomorrow. After having finished of his sandwiches, he put on his "work clothes", and ran a quick checklist "Selv-kamuflert t-shorte og dongeri, ok. Sko og sokker, ok. Kniv i sokken, ok. Kniv i belte, ok." Everything seemed to be ok, so he walked up to the entrance to his den, paused to listen for any activity outside, and to prepare himself mentally, and walked out, quickly closing the door behind him. He did a quick glance around to make sure nothing was watching him, and hurried off, soundlessly as the cat-like being he was. The first couple of traps had nothing, but the third, the standard "box with bait under", seemed promising, seeing as how it moved around on it's own. ((I am getting sleepy (past midnight, and I didn't get enough sleep today), so I will hurry up the rest. Not that much left of what I had planned anyhow)) Getting the knife ready, Aerion lifted the box, and saw... A skunk! One that was rather angry after having been trapped, and therefore sprayed Aerion. Blinded, and with no ability to smell anything, Aerion stumbled towards the sound of water (after having sheathed his knife of course), not even noticing the girl in the black and white clothing "hiding" in some bushes.
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Post by Aerion on Dec 7, 2008 9:39:33 GMT 1
Shelmaries' Hunter Intro: “Hm…” The young woman sighed, a bored look on her face as she walked through the forest. No signs of any Nekos yet. She was about to give up. ‘I’ve been searching for weeks and still no signs of any Nekos!’ she thought, growing softly in annoyance. She looked at the tranquilizer gun in her hand, sighing as she sat down. The gun was borrowed from her bosses, as well as the tranquilizer bullets. If she didn’t catch a Neko soon, she would still be stuck in debt, the gun would be taken by her bosses and who knows what else they would do. She had always been warned that the Neko business was a dangerous one. No one cared what happened to you. If you didn’t have the money, you would be hurt. A small whine escaped her lips. “Why me?” she mumbled sadly. “How did I get into debt so badly?” she added. Everyone else seemed to find Nekos. Why was she so unlucky? She only had to the end of the week to come up with one.Her deep blue eyes stared around at her surroundings as she stood up again. Her long brown hair was pulled back into two ponytails and she only looked to be about 19 years old. She wore a simple white short sleeved shirt with a black skirt and black knee-high boots. Definitely not what one would wear while hunting in a forest. This only showed how she wasn’t used to any of this. Finally, the girl decided to continue hunting, sneaking into some bushes and sitting there, watching and waiting for any neko to come along. Her name? Clara.
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