Thread: Looking For Fun! [Currently Closed]

RE Female Seeking Female Male A Bunch of Basic Character Profiles These girls are for inspiration. I have a small sentence plot for each of them. Some of these are more sexual, but I do not want sex 247. They are mostly for FF, but I can be convinced for MF. Disclaimer I use real life photos, animated photos, drawings, paintings, and all sorts of photos for character references. Things can also be modified to fit similar role plays. Just ask. See more Name Emily Age 15-18 She is obsessed with playing Sim Dating Games and ignores the outside world. Whether by a dream, or actually happening in reality, she falls into one of her video games and meets the heart throb main female character and the rest of the attractive cast, girls and boys. Modern world, but with magical elements Name Jemma Age 16-18 She is bought as a slave from a sex toy company. In this world, people are are raised and farmed as sexual companions. The person who bought her gives her to their friend as a joke. This friend is appalled by the sex toy company and does not want to use her for her purposes, but can't help but be drawn to her. Alternative modern world where sex slavery is not against the law YC is appalled by the sex slavery and does not want to use her for her purposes, but can't help but be drawn to her. You play the man who gets her as a gift and the friend as well if you want to. Not a typical MasterSlave as your character does not want to own her, but he can't throw her out because like it or not, he does own her, and she does not want to be owned either. She has only been with the company for a short period, sold by her family, so she is considered a flight risk, because she won't listen to orders, or submit to anyone which is why the friend of YC was able to get her for so cheap. Name Rain Age 17-21 Reserved bookworm by day, exotic dancer by night. One of her coworkers finds out about her night job and starts getting an obsession over her, stalking her and eventually gaining her affection. Can be FF or MF Modern times, but can have magical elements added Name Sarah Age 17-18 She is in her senior year at high school, and just recently lost her whole family to a homicide. She witnessed everything and only survived because the police arrived before she could be seriously harmed. She is broken and afraid to love anyone. Her best friend's family adopts her and her best friend does everything to help her move on. Could be her best friend's family adopts hertakes her in and her best friend does everything to help her move on... anything... Or we can go the dark route with this. The person who killed her parents might have had a good reason, and was not actually intending on killing her. He could find her and kidnap her maybe for her own good due to what we decide or maybe he is just obsessed with her and believed her parents were harming her and now just wants to keep her safe from any other harm. We could go the Stockholm Syndrome with her eventually finding the good in him and thinking she loves him. There could be a lot of possibilities. Modern world, but can have magical elements Name Oona Age 16-20 She and her best friend are camping in the mountains during the winter. They go to the cabin friends, but they leave lovers. Can be FF or MF This one does not have much of a plot. We can discuss! Modern world, but can have magical elements Name Aria Age 21-27 She is an X Adult film actress, trying to debut as a singer, but she can not get a break because of her shady past. She meets a music producer who will help her get into the business, but at a price... Can be FF or MF Modern world, but can have magical elements Name Yuna Age 18 She was in a plane crash and was the only survivor. She survived on an island by herself for 10 years from the age of 8. She was recently rescued and brought back to the real world. Her family enlist in a therapist to help her cope and show her how much the world has changed in 10 years. The therapist takes her task a little too far and decides to teach this girl the arts of being a young woman as well. Modern world, but can have magical elements Can be FF or MF Your character is a dominate woman or man who is used to getting their way, but has never done anything like this before. She might not have human contact for 10 years, but she isn't stupid and she is not submissive in a weak, whiny, spineless way. Name Lady Isabella Age 15-20 At a young age, Isabella was married off to a rich man, but there is no love in their relationship. He is never home and when he is, he is not very kind to her. She seeks the comfort of one of her servants and eventually they fall in love. Can be FF or MF I play the husband because he is not a main. Your main character is the servant. Set in alternative modern USA times where it is normal for younger girls to be married off to rich men needing a wife. Name Minca Age 15-18 As a young girl, she was abandoned and adopted by an assassin guild. She was raised only knowing how to kill people she is ordered to kill. She believes every kill is for the good of everyone in the end. That is what she has been taught. On a mission to kill a sex trafficker, she meets someone who might be able to teach her there is more to life than killing. Can be FF or MF This could be set in the Skyrim World, or Modern World in the future where the laws have evolved more into every man for himself. So guilds like the assassin's guild have taken law into their own hands. If in Skyrim world, after the downfall of The Dark Brotherhood. The guild she is in is a new up and coming one. Also don't expect me to be a Skyrim expert. I've played it, but not for a while. Name Wendy Age Physical age 15-21, actual age nearing 100. On the night of her birthday, she was taken to a bar to celebrate. Unbeknown to her, it was a vampire dive. She ended up drunk and got a little too close to one of the regulars. Many years have passed and she still looks and seems to be a age year old girl, though perhaps wiser. She is neither evil or good Vampires are neutral in this world. She has held onto most of her humanity and refuses to kill or turn anyone, until she meets someone and everything changes. Can be FF or MF Modern world, but with obvious supernaturalmagical elements Name Beth Age 15-17 It is the Salem Witch Trials all over again and being a witch is the last thing a person wants to be, at least publicly. Beth's mother was a witch and her father was a human, this makes her half witch, but she has nearly all the powers her mother had. That is because she is special, she just does not know it yet. Everyone is reverting back to the old times, panicking and rioting when someone is thought to be a witch. Public hangings are even allowed again. Beth has to be careful not to let her magic seen by anyone. Can be FF or MF This takes place in the 2200s when things are reverting back to how they were ran in the early years, so there are modern conveniences, and futuristic things here as well. Of course magic and possibly creatures like vampires, werewolves, mermaids and fae. Name Nixie Age 16-18 She is a mermaid princess who runs away from her pod because she does not want to go through with an arraigned marriage to the neighboring kingdom's prince. She meets a human and decides to mate with them instead. Can be FF or MF Modern day world, but with the inclusion of merfolk. More fleshed out Character Profiles Teacher Curiosity Modern Day With Magic See more Long wavy, brunette hair, golden eyes Name Zoe Dancer Age 15-18 Height 5'8 Zoe would be on the more submissive side, but she would have fun being the one in charge every now and again. She is a suggestive girl and loves to flaunt her body, only to deny people from having her. It is like a power thing. She is not submissive in the sense of being weak and spineless. Background Zoe is a witch that goes to a high school in a small town in the middle of nowhere. She is the highest ranking in her class. She is a bit of a mischief maker. A new teacher enters the school and for some reason Zoe is very curious about her and wants to get closer than is appropriate. She knows having any sort of relationship with a teacher would get her expelled and the teacher fired, and possibly jailed, but she is too interested in the teacher for her own good. Name Lena Age Unknown As a human at least 15-18 Lena is Zoe's familiar. She was once a witch a long time ago, but angered the higher ups and was punished into the form of a cat. She has to serve Zoe's family for generations to come. She still has the ability to use some magic. She can teleport, speak into minds and out loud, she can use defensive magic to protect others. Once a month, she is allowed to change into her human form for a weekend Friday-Sunday. For the purpose of this role play, you would play a female teacher who is new to the school, and not magical. The school is for magical students and they needed an English teacher Unless you want to pick another non magic subject Also you would play a male of your choice Can be another teacher, can be a student, or random guy who is Lena's intended mate. Despite Lena being a cat most of the time, there will be NO bestiality. Familiar Human form Long black hair, purple eyes Undercover Witch Modern Day With Magic See more Name Lucy Age 16 Height Little over 5 feet Gift Telekinesis Can move things with her mind. Anger triggers this ability and she has not learned how to focus it and control it, the power of fire But she has not found out about this. She is a fire witch. Bio Lucy was found left in the waiting room at the local hospital, her birth mother was never known. Unbeknown to Lucy, her birth mother was a witch that did not want Lucy to be part of her world, so she bound her powers and left her at the hospital. At the age of 16, her birth mother died and Lucy's binding came off. For the past couple months, she has been causing trouble around school and at home, making things happen, though she does not know she is to blame. It is because of her power of telekinesis going haywire because she has never been trained and she can't control her emotions when the other people upset her. A local coven is concerned their secret will be out in the open soon if Lucy is not brought to their side and trained properly, so they send in one of their own to go undercover at her school, befriend Lucy and tell the girl that she is a witch. Can be FF or MF YC can be a female or male witch A Princess, Troll and Half Dryad Fantasy Setting! See more Name Lia Formally Princess Arlia Age 17 Species Human Sexuality Does not have a fondness for men. Whether she is straight or bisexual, she vowed to never be with a man again. Class She is not trained in any class, but would be willing to learn. Trinkets A fake marriage license so she won't be punished for having a baby without a husband, her bag of coins and jewels she took with her from the palace. ArmorWeapons Nothing, but a heavy bag full of coins and jewels. Bio Arlia was raped by one of her male servants when she want to visit the stable and ran into the new stable boy. Her parents allowed her free roam of the stables, knowing the horses were the only thing she loved about living in the castle. This proved to be her downfall. The other servants took care of the stable boy when they found Lia and him together, and then vowed not to speak of the act again, knowing her parents might find some way to find more than the stable boy at fault, and knowing Lia wished to keep the act secret. A couple months later, she realizes she is pregnant. She has to switch places with her twin sister so that she can escape the castle walls and avoid punishment for the taboo of being pregnant before being married. The only reason she has a twin to switch with is because of the Breeding Laws in her kingdom. Each family are allowed only one male child and one female child. The king and queen are very strict with upholding laws, or at least pretending to, so when they had twin daughters, one of them was hidden away and given to the kitchen staff to raise. Arlia found out about her sister through the words of her favorite maid when she was on her death bed. The twins quickly became close and each were willing to switch so that Arlia would not get in trouble, because even as princess, she could still be punished. This is what she believed and her motive for leaving the castle. Name Willow Age Unknown Species Half-Dryad Sexuality Does not have any sexuality taboos that humans have. Class Archer, Elemental Mage Trinkets No trinkets Armorweapons Elemental magic and can materialize a bow and arrow made from leaves and twigs. Dryad form Human form, though they look more like elves, with the pointy ears. She is half dryad half human. Bio Willow is a half-dryad. Her father was human and her mother a full blooded tree spirit. She has a love for nature, though is not tied down to any tree, unlike her mother. She longs for the human life her father had, though she does not know who he is. She seems standoffish, even cold at first, because she does not have much experience in socializing with other people. She is still considered a youngling by Dryad standards, though by human standards, she looks and acts like an adult. Willow's mother's tree was cut down many years ago, her mother dying with the tree. She has no ill will toward humans or other races, but holds hatred for the ones responsible for her mothers death. She knows those responsible are long gone from this world. Since she loves nature and life in general, she found a way to stay by it, yet still get out into the world. This is why she has attached herself to the young mother to be and her child. Most half-dryads tend to follow the ways of goodness. Their humanoid parentage will often influence how they go about expressing it. Often, those with an elven parent are chaotic, and those with human parents are neutral. On average, half-dryads are neutral and good. Name Gog, the Troll Age 49 troll years which is almost trollhood Species Troll Sexuality What this mean? Sexuality? Gog no understand! Class Hand to Hand Combat, Warrior, Protector Trinkets Some jewelry worn around his neck and pierced ears Armorweapons Whatever is handy. No armor, his skin is naturally thick and not easily damaged. He is more of a hand to hand kind of guy, but is more of a lover than a fighter. He is a peaceful troll. He is a shape-shifter, a skill trolls have and most people are unaware of. Bio Gog is just a troll. He is a wanderer. He stays hidden from humans and other creatures because they mistake trolls as bad and kill them unfairly. Troll good people. Nobody believes or knows truth. Many trolls gone. Gog lonely. He find princess girl and she nice to Gog, so he decides to protect her. Later they meet strange tree girl. He like her, can transform into tree, too. Tree girl is odd, but not mean to Gog or princess. They go on adventures together. Gog hope one day he find troll love for himself. He looks like this, except his nose is not as long, nor his ears. His skin is a lighter purple and he doesn't have the purple markings. Obviously I play these characters, among NPCs and such. You would need to play at least one female can be humanelf or whatever humanoid person fits in with fantasymedieval times to go along with Lia FF, and play another character can be human or whatever you want, along the same rules as above, to go along with Willow. Can be male or female, and a troll character can be female or male All these characters do not have to show up right off the bat, but eventually they will form a party of 6 who are traveling together. We can discuss more. I'm a sucker for romance, so don't be against that. Smutkinks and all that are allowed when they fit in, sequel plotsmut, but not smut 247. There does not have to be troll sex, we can fade to black if it ever gets that far, depends on what you are comfortable with and our characters. Gog is a troll, but trolls are pretty much human shaped, but much larger bodies, and tuskshorns, larger ears. Everything else is human shaped, but on a bulkier scale. Most fantasy creatures do not have preferences or taboos with sexuality like humans do. PS. I will also be playing a dragon later on, if the role play gets far enough. No dragon sex. I might make him another shape-shifter, though. It depends on my partner's preferences. Creatures like dragons and trolls who are very old and long lived have abilities like shape-shifting that other species do not have. In this world, Dragons and Trolls are very misunderstood creatures and not evil as portrayed in other places. First Post For PrincessTrollDryad Role Play Must warn you, it is super long. Lot of details to get out! See more Princess Arlia felt tears falling down her cheeks. She looked over at her twin sister, though the world knew nothing about her. For years, Princess Arlia and Fiona were kept from each other, all because of the breeding violation their parents had committed. Each family in the kingdom were allowed one male and one female child. The King and Queen had to set an example and uphold this law. The twins only knew about each other because on her death bed, Arlia's favorite kitchen maid told her, not wanting to go to the grave with a guilty conscious. Princess Arlia's sister had always lived and worked within the castle. They looked exactly alike, except for their hair. Princess Arlia had flaming red hair, and Fiona had blonde hair. It had always been a fantasy of theirs to switch places, though neither had been brave enough. Now just barely seventeen, Princess Arlia found herself in trouble. She was pregnant, though through no fault of her own. She had been mistreated by a male servant. It had been a new stable boy that she had no idea was working in the stables. Arlia was allowed free roaming of the stables, because the horses were the only thing about the castle that made her happy. This had been her downfall. The staff that found the two together took care of the boy and swore to never speak of the act again. No matter the reason, people were forbidden to carry a child before they were wed. If we don't switch now, you'll be punished as soon as someone other than your trusted staff finds out, Fiona said, fear making her normally soft voice, loud and agitated. This is your chance to go beyond the walls. I know, but it will be just as risky for me out there as it would be in here. A pregnant girl, alone in the world would be picked off quickly Arlia had sense enough to know that. The world out there scared and excited her at the same time. I know, but there are steps to take. Mr. Wilber can forge the exact papers you need for a wedding certificate. If asked, all you've got to do is say your husband went missing after going on a hunting trip. Fiona's idea would keep her from being thrown into prison for breaking the taboo, but it would not save her from people and things that prey on the helpless. With the help of the kitchen staff, and other people who worked in the castle, Fiona and Princess Arlia traded places. It challenged both of them they had to learn each others way of living in less than a week. Princess Arlia also had to make a big show of coloring her hair to match Fiona's so nobody would question the pretend princess's hair color whenever Arlia left the castle. We look exactly alike. The first sixteen years of their lives, they had not known about each other, though now they loved and cherished their sisterly bond. This would be more than Princess Arlia escaping to avoid punishment. This would be the splitting of two best friends. Her satchel backed with important belongings, including her fake marriage license, Arlia hid beneath a pile of palace trash as she left the castle walls for the first time in seventeen years. She didn't even care that the cart smuggling her smelled so horrible. It felt like a bittersweet escape. You smell like a proper villager, the carriage driver joked, as he helped her out from the garbage. Arlia wrinkled her nose, not liking his tone at all, but hoping he could be trusted like she had been told. She nodded, brushing off what looked like old apple peelings off her new tattered brown and green dress. Thank you. She shuddered in disgust, as she shook more rotting food from her hair. She had no idea where to go from here. It scared her that she knew nothing about the outside world. 'Nothing true anyway. I do not believe all the stories can possibly be true.' She wondered how many people were like the man who had put her in this situation in the first place. Princess Arlia touched her stomach, and though she did not show yet, she knew a baby grew inside. She had a slender look and would be noticeably pregnant within a month or two, but for now she looked like just another nameless wandering person who had no real home. She did have coins and gems in her satchel though. She made sure of that. For a time, she would be okay, until she had to find another way to survive. What kind of job could a spoiled princess preform? She had no skills that she knew of, though her tutors favored her among the other high class children they taught. She knew the only reason had to be because of her being the next queen in line for the thrown. For a while, she just wandered around the village, getting familiar with the various shops. She smiled when she found an inn. All her strength fled her body, whether from the life inside her or from the excitement of the day, she did not know. Before going to the inn, Princess Arlia walked into the cover of woods. Magnificent trees surrounded the whole village. Trees so tall, it hurt her neck to look up at them. She found the stream of water she had been looking for. It amazed her how the vary same stream had hidden with her behind the castle walls and now here it was, as free as she found herself. She set down next to the water. She had a lot of time to sit and think. Her name had to go. Fiona called her Lia, her shortened name, so from now on that would be who she was. Her fake marriage license even said so. Lia Windthorn married to Nathaniel Finnegan. The dates and everything else were smudged. The fake license looked as if it had become wet quite a few times, though it had the seal that proved it was real, even if the seal itself was forged. I'm now Lia Windthorn Finnegan. Lia lay on her stomach and ducked her head in the water, washing out the dye she had used to fool her parents into thinking she and Fiona were the same person. Now Fiona with her natural blonde hair ruled as the princess and Lia with her natural red hair was just another homeless girl. At least with the trade there would not be a big commotion about there being a missing princess and who would really care about a missing kitchen maid? Lia stood and shook her hair until it stopped dripping. To anyone looking, she probably looked crazy. She did not care. Walking over to a tree, she leaned against it and breathed deeply. It was just a stump of a tree, only a few feet taller then she was. The tree let out a grumbled yell that sounded like Getoruffme, making Lia jump away. Her heart pounding, and cheeks flushed, she looked up at what now looked nothing like a real tree. It was a man. A tree man. Lia could see as the tree shape dissolved into the shape of an ugly man-thing, but on second look, he was not so ugly after all. Strange and different for sure, but ugly was a harsh word to use. I beg your pardon, she said, not knowing how else to handle this. A thing that used to be a tree talked to her. I'm no tree. I can look like a tree, the thing said. Thing? Man? What was he? Was it even a he? Lia had no idea. Not to mention, did it read her mind? Did you read my mind? The tall creature laughed. It sounded neither nice, nor mean. No. Your eyes say all. I am troll. She blinked a couple of times. You are? Yes. Now she knew why he looked like a man, but not really a man. He was human shaped, though far bigger and deformed, with large ears and tusks that looked very intimidating. He was not ugly, per say, but he had a fearsome vibe that made her shiver.. Could he even be evil? What did her books say about trolls? Scared of troll? he asked, thumbing his huge chest. Uh... Should she say yes, or pretend otherwise. Apparently she needn't do either. The troll folded into himself and soon looked like a large gray rock. You no scared of rock? She could not help smiling. I'm not usually scared of rocks, she said, quietly. So he had a sense of humor? Lia paced in front of the rock troll. She wondered if the creature would just let her go in peace or if he would try to eat her. For as long as she could remember, villagers, even people of royal blood were kidnapped from their homes and killed, possibly ate by trolls and dragons, both races were a danger to her people. The broken bodies that were later found was proof of this. The troll dissolved again, until he looked like himself, at least Lia assumed this had to be the body he was born with. He walked toward her and held his hands out as if he were getting ready to grab her. Lia flinched and squeezed her eyes shut. 'This is it,' she thought, 'just let it be over with quickly.' Instead of hurting her, the troll's sharp fingernail barely touched her stomach, a prick of red blood blossoming there, though by accident and she did not even notice the blood. There is life deep inside. He wiped his hands in the stream, not at all affected by the scent of blood. Lia noticed both things at the same time, looking down at the red blossom of blood on her stomach. It barely stung. 'His fingernail cut me, though not enough to really hurt, not even enough blood to cry about. Yet, the smell did not send him into some kind of feeding frenzy.' Yes. Lia did not know what else to say. No fear. The troll set down and when he did, the whole world felt like it shook. He kind of looked like a cross between a tree and a rock again, at least his coloring did. She realized he took in his surroundings. He could blend whenever he wanted. Could he change into anything, despite what he was around? Very well, though I do not know what else I am suppose to be feeling. I Gog, the Troll. Confused, she answered, I am A... Lia Finnegan. He nodded. Then we friends. No more fear? I guess not. Honestly, she felt no ill will toward him, and the scary vibe she felt before was only due to what she had been taught and read in books. Very good. He held out a big meaty hand. Lia placed her small, fragile hand inside of his, suppressing the need to cringe in fear. When he shook her hand, her whole body felt like it would break. He could quite possibly be stronger than ten men put together. Trolls were decent people, at least Gog was. Of course it had to take her getting pregnant, then being forced to leave her home, for her to figure out how the world really worked. Nothing she had been taught was true. What do you want to do Princess? She cringed when he called her that. So he did know who she was? The troll placed a large hand on her shoulder, completely dwarfing her in size. I could take you home. You could explain that in fear you ran away. I have to hide from humans though. With a shake of her head, the redhead stood. She took a deep breath, and looked at the Troll. She had to look way up in order for their eyes to meet. No, thank you. No princess? I can not return to the castle and you can not tell anyone who I am. My life is in danger. She gazed down at her stomach. It is forbidden to have a baby out of wedlock and despite my situation, I would still be punished even though I am of royal blood. The royals love to set examples with their younger peers. I don't know how harsh the punishment would be, but I would forever be a shame to the crown. Someone has taken my place as princess. She explained about Fiona and showed him her fake marriage license. Out here I can at least stand a chance with this paper. With this, I'm married to a man who went missing. Back at the castle, they would know it was fake, as I'm meant to one day marry the prince from the next kingdom over. How did you come to have life in you? Did you break the rule on purpose? Believe it or not, trolls were strict when it came to their rules. Of course not. Someone forced their attention on me and this was the end result. She did not want to explain any further. Not to a troll. Not to someone she had just met. He seemed to understand. I will ask no more of it. I'm sorry you've been put in this hardship. Do I smell a bunch of jewels in your bag? Trolls had sensitive noses and they liked to eat things like jewels and rocks. Rare jewels were hard to come by for them. Lia frowned. Oh yeah, I better trade them in as soon as possible. Might I have just one? Gog asked. Not sure she understood, she nodded, seeing no reason why she should not let him have one. He had been kind to her so far and trolls were things people feared, yet she did not. She handed him the brightest jewel. An emerald. It was as big as the palm of her hand, but looked like a small piece of candy when he held it. Surprised, she watched him pop it in his mouth, a look of pure delight on his face. That was so good. Now you should go ahead and trade the rest. It was not hard for her to trade them. The town people had a Don't ask, don't tell, kind of attitude. Everyone minded their own business and nobody would ever expect the dirty girl to be the real princess. To start, she traded the jewels in for coins, but kept a few for as a treat for Gog later on. When she was done, she had quite a lot of coins. So much, that they filled the rest of her satchel. Trying to look casual, she threw the bag over shoulder and walked around to the various shops, buying what she needed. When she was finished, Lia went out to the forest where Gog hid from the villagers. She shared her food with him, surprised and happy the troll enjoyed the same foods she did. She did not want to embarrass herself by asking if he ate raw meat and the types of meat he ate. She already knew he enjoyed rocks, as odd as that was. He seemed to understand her curiosity anyway. He told her that they did not eat maidens like rumors said, at least they hadn't for many centuries. For one thing, in the current state of poverty, most humans barely had enough meat on their bones to feed one child troll. He had to be joking. There were plenty of heavy men and women in the kingdom. We rely on the land. On nature. Just like many species. We eat meat just like you. The women trolls do the hunting. The men and children stay at home. The men guard their family. Where does that leave you? I'm a wanderer like yourself. My family was killed in a raids. Somehow I was spared. Lia lowered her eyes. She felt guilty for the actions of her species. Despite the fact that she now had more suitable clothes bought from the tailor, Lia continued to wear her filthy green and brown dress she had worn out of the castle, though she did take a dip in the stream and got rid of most of the filth and smell. People looked at her quite a lot, though that had to be due with her being a new face in town. They did not get many visitors. Gog and Lia agreed they would meet up in a few days time, giving her enough time to wander around town, hearing the royal gossip, getting the lay of the land so to speak. For reasons she did not quite understand, she wanted to stay with the troll. They seemed to have a lot more in common than one would think. She used coin to buy a room at the inn for three days. The innkeeper looked like an aging man, who seemed kind, like a grandfather. Lia did not know what it was like to have grandparents, though she suspected it was kind of like this. Being the youngest at the inn, the keeper hovered around her a lot, forcing her to eat two and three helpings at meal times and he talked to her in a kind voice. Called her things like dear and child. Despite not being of age to be out on her own, orphans commonly lived on the streets, surviving the only way they knew how. Luckily there were men like the innkeeper, who went by the name of Geod. He left out the leftover food he had once a day for whoever needed it. When Lia saw him do this for the first time, she felt an overwhelming endearment for him. She wished the royal family followed this kind of giving back. Instead of living rich, content and fat up in their castles, without real care to what went on with their people. When asked where she came from, Lia would shake her head. She'd tried to open her mouth once and found she could not say anything as she did not know what to say. So instead she said nothing. People assumed she was mute. The innkeeper knew better. He was the only one she talked to. Why do you keep your voice inside of you? Geod asked her the second day of her visit. My dear Geod, I ask you, keep my secret. I'm new in town and I just find whenever I go to open my mouth, I do not know what to say, so I say nothing at all. She frowned, rubbing a hand in her dirty red hair. Geod lead her to the tub in her room. She only ever allowed him into her room. Bend over, I will help you wash your hair, he offered. Sensing no perversion in his offer, Lia complied. It felt wonderful to have someone lovingly wash her hair, knowing he did it because he wanted to and not because he was ordered to. Lia realized in just the short time, Geod had come to love her like a daughter, and she cared deeply for him as well. She wanted to confide in him, anyone, but she was scared. The wrong person would use her to get back at her parents. For power, for money. Geod did not act the type, not that she was still scared. What will you do when your time here is over? Geod asked her, fetching a towel and helping her dry her hair. There was no need for the help, but she allowed it. She knew the old man was lonely, despite having many guests come and go at the inn. He had no family that she knew about. I don't know. Travel with my friend. See the world, before deciding where to settle. A male friend? There was a slight look of old fashioned disapproval on the old man's face. I guess you could say that, she answered. If I told you who my friend was you would think I was crazy. So Lia explained what she could, leaving out the fact that she came from the castle. He was surprised, though he could not stop the look of curiosity. A troll for a friend. My, I never heard of anything like that and I've lived for many years. I believe him when he tells me that his people are misjudged. You and Gog are the only ones I know. I have no one else and I want to travel. It's risky traveling with a troll, even if he is as good as you say. If anyone saw you with him, they would believe he took you by force and they would try to save you. I know. I'm too old or I'd offer to be your traveling companion, though I see you've made your choice? She nodded. Lia, if I may--- when I washed your hair, I saw the birthmark--- You are of royal blood or am I wrong? Sucking in her breath, Lia felt a cornered chicken in the chicken coop. I have not been truthful out of fear. She had forgot about the royal birthmark concealed on her scalp. You could only see it when parting her hair. It had the shape of a shooting star. Everyone of royal blood had it on their body somewhere, even the bastard children born to the servants or commoners when someone of royal blood stepped outside their circle for a bit of fun. Then what is your true story? Still afraid, she told her tale starting with how she always dreamed of living outside the castle walls and how she did not want to be a princess, to the point of her attack and how she had traded place with her twin sister who lived as one of the kitchen maids because of the population control. She told him why she had to leave, because she was pregnant and not married and that her servants had helped forge her a fake marriage license. I had a daughter once. I understand your desire for freedom. Getting out of the village was all she ever talked about, seeing the rest of the kingdom and beyond. She wanted to be more then just an innkeeper's daughter. She did not get to see her dreams come true. What happened? Lia asked in a whisper. Geod looked down. His warm brown eyes shimmered with long ago memories. Good and bad. She got sick. It was before your time, Princess. Many in the village got sick. Mostly children and many died over the course of a few years. Children more than adults, because their bodies were weaker. I'm sorry for your loss, Lia said. She knew this happened years before she was born, but the pain was still fresh in the old man's eyes. But why are you telling me this? Because I would have understood if she had done the same thing if she was in your shoes. How old are you? Seventeen, Lia answered. She was of legal age to be married and have children. So that was some small comfort. At least she did not have to lie about her age too. It was profound how she could trust this person she had just met. How she could tell him her whole story and not be afraid? Lia felt comforted knowing she had someone she could confide in. Even if she would be leaving him to explore the world. She knew she could always come home and maybe she would have a home with him? He did seem to think of her as a daughter. You are young, though you are a woman. I'll support you and even help you. How could you? The troll is big, so traveling long distances on foot won't tire him as much as you, being with child and all. If you want, you can take the horse in the barn. I'm getting much too old to care for her and she never gets the exercise she needs. I dare say she could use an adventure, too. It was a mystery to Lia how she could walk freely around the village and nobody tried to stop her or force her back to the castle. She herself was a mystery. She now wore dark clothing, her cloak wrapped around her slender body, hiding her gender. Her eyes were always downcast. People wondered who this person was, but nobody asked. The villagers minded their business. It was her last day at the inn. After telling Geod goodbye and promising she would come back and visit after she had an adventure, and that she would come back near the time for her baby's birth, Lia gathered her belongings and put them in her satchel. She didn't have much. Gog guarded the rest of her coins as she could not fit them all in her bag. Gog on the other hand had huge pockets. Lia walked to the old man's barn and saddled up the horse. Come on girl. We're going to see the world. The horse nickered at her, and the princess was sure in some way, the animal understood her. She figured if there were many a strange creatures in the world, then why couldn't animals understand human speech? I have to tell you Penny, my companion might scare you at first, but I promise I won't let him eat you, she teased, though sure the brown horse gave her a panicked look. I'm only kidding. She road Penny to the closest leather shop, tying the horse up to a post. She went inside and explained to the leather maker that she required a saddle better then the one Penny already wore. One more suited for her small frame and one that had more pockets for carrying goods. She was fixed up right away, surprising the man when she was able to pay in full. The don't ask, don't tell attitude of the villagers always came in handy. She tied her satchel to the saddle, and then set off for where Gog waited. Surely you did not buy the horse. Gog stared amazed at the brown horse Lia rode toward him. She shook her head. It was a gift from the old innkeeper. He knows our secret and he's to be trusted. He is like a grandfather if I were ever to have a grandfather. Do trolls have grandfathers? Gog scratched his head with his huge hands. Yes. We have to come from somewhere, don't we? We don't just pop up out of the ground like dwarfs. Lia laughed, feeling a little silly for asking such a question. Of course trolls have grandfathers, and grandmothers too, and brothers and sisters, and mothers and fathers and all the rest. But Gog dwarfs don't just pop out of the ground. They live underground, but I'm sure they are born like any other human-like species. Have you ever met a dwarf? Did you ask him if he were born or if he popped out of the ground? The troll asked. He sounded serious. Lia shook her head, trying to suppress a laugh. That would be a rude thing to ask. Gog held his beefy hands up and grinned his razor sharp toothy grin. Trolls are not exactly known for our manners. Three days in the village went by quickly, and I did not learn much. Lia told him about her stay at the inn and the friendship she had sparked with the innkeeper, and she admitted that she could not speak to anyone else out of fear. What if someone found out who she was? Geod did, but it turned out not to be a bad thing to let some people in. If people see you with me and they know I am a troll and not a deformed man, they will believe I kidnapped you, Gog said. If she really wanted to travel with him, then they would have to keep to the shadows whenever they were together. But you did not kidnap me. I went with you by choice. Obviously, I know that and you know that, but how many of your people know everything said about my people are not true? Gog said as they stirred a huge pot of rabbit strew. Lia insisted on helping, even though the pot and spoon were far too large for her. She could not watch when he had killed the rabbits, though he told her she would soon have to get used to hunting in order to survive, if she wanted to continue on her current path. It was magical how he made the pot and spoon though. He explained his people could shape shift, but also had the power to shape shift other objects. I'm sure none of my people know, she admitted. I would not have known either had I not met you when I did. Had not your eyes touched my soul. Gog helped her up onto her horse. The troll grunted in a way that must have been his way of asking if she was comfortable. Lia felt as okay as could be expected. There was a combination of feelings running through her she had no idea which one ruled. For now, she would just let the troll lead. She was used to following all her life. Though hopefully soon, she would be the one leading her own life. Where are we going? Lia asked as they wandered for what seemed like hours. She was not doing the walking, though she felt tired and sore from being on the horse for so long. Luckily, she always spent at least an hour on her horse back at home. Part of the perks of being royal, she supposed. She loved animals, even the ones the kitchen staff called vermin. The cute little mice and rats. Going to see Elder Troll. Confused, she half twisted around in her saddle to look at him. He had been walking slow on purpose so that he would always be behind her, and somehow the horse just knew where to go. She wondered if it was some kind of enchantment. The horse also did not show any fear toward the troll. The rain came out of nowhere. They had to quickly get to shelter, though she knew it had to be more for her, than for the troll. He did not seem to mind getting wet he even seemed to enjoy it, as if it refreshed him. On the other hand, Lia found the rain a little annoying, though she supposed she would not have minded it under different circumstances. She wondered how long they would have to wait out this downpour. Why are we going to see this Elder Troll of yours? Lia said, having to yell to be heard over the heavy rain. She had a feeling Gog could hear her just fine though, but it seemed if she didn't scream, he would not be able to hear anything she said. Elder Troll help girl. You mean me? No, the life inside of you, he answered. She felt a heat come to her cheeks. Not the embarrassed kind, or the excited kind you get in intimate moments, but a different kind. Her whole body felt like it was on fire, though it did not hurt. She knew that she was running a fever, which was often normal during pregnancies. Despite the fever, she was not hurt, nor did she feel very sick. You mean you can tell it is going to be a baby girl? she asked, her voice in a hushed whisper. She could not even hear herself, though she had no doubt that the troll knew what she said. There are a lot of things Trolls are not given credit for. Gog sounded smug, but not in the same way royal guys did when they visited the castle to court her. She shivered at the thought. She had not liked even one of them. Despite the so called courting, she knew she was arranged to marry a Prince from the neighboring kingdom, so she had no idea why she had to go through the courting phase with various men. Tradition she supposed. I'm sorry I've just went by what we are told and what we see. What do you see? Often our people have gone missing and end up found later slain, some seem to be eaten and others are just dead, seemed drained of all life, and we've even heard the same things have happened to elf and dwarf tribes that live nearby our village. And it must be the Trolls fault? I'm sorry, she repeated. The Trolls and Dragons. Nobody knew who else it could possibly be. We know of no other creature who could cause so much damage. Gog rubbed his chin, looking thoughtful. It is true Trolls and even Dragons are capable of that much damage, and I'm sure Dragons possess something to suck life as you made it seem, but I've never been attacked by a Dragon. Have you ever been attacked by one, or a Troll? Have you seen any besides me? No I have not, she admitted, feeling more heat flush to her face, this time for shame. She looked down, cringing at her soaked cloth covered feet. She wished she had better suited shoes for her journey. That was one thing she forgot to get when she bought things from the village. Gog seemed to read her mind, patting her so hard on the shoulder that she almost fell over. Luckily the Troll had been holding back his strength or else she would have really took a stumble. We got good leather makers. Trolls do. Get you proper coverings for your wet feet. Mm, thank you. He nodded. You see we Trolls are not mindless killers. I can't speak for Dragons, myself, but from what I know, they usually just keep to themselves, hidden away somewhere. I'll meet your Elder Troll, then. But why do you say the Elder will help my baby? What is wrong with it-- her? He avoided her eyes. I can not say, Princess. Please do not address me as a princess. I do not want anyone to know. My baby? Please, what is it? With a sigh, he gently pressed his finger tip against her still flat stomach. You are much too small to carry this baby. It was true, Lia did have a very small, almost unnatural frame. From behind, she still looked like a child. It was only when looking her dead on that you could tell she was much older. Her growth had been stunted ever since she turned fourteen, though nobody could really tell her parents why. The same went for Fiona, of course nobody seemed to care much about that, except those who had raised her in the kitchen. It had to be some kind of gene defect, though neither the queen or king wanted to admit it might be their genes that were the blame. I already knew I had to be too small for it, but I figured I would just have a more painful time during the birth, nothing more than that. What else is wrong? Why are you avoiding my eyes? What can the Elder Trolls do? I see your death. It is unknown but trolls are very good at sensing things like death and life. That is why I knew you had life inside you and that is why you can not hide this from any Troll even if you tried. But I also see death around that life. Yours. Having this child will kill you unless something is done to prevent that. A fear like never she had known before traveled through her whole body. She shivered, tears in her eyes. She was not shivering because the cold or the rain. What can be done? she asked in a child like whisper. There are choices. Your humans could offer you none other than to terminate the child before it becomes too grown inside you. Her eyes widened. Kill it? In a manner of speaking. They have herbs and the like to do that, and in extreme manners they could operate on you. That would surely kill me too. In most cases, yes. How do you know of our customs of... this kind of thing? Trolls keep away, though we can disguise ourselves with those things around us, including human beings. We like to watch and learn all we can. But mostly we stay out of the way. Our Elders on the other hand are like any other tribe's Elders, I'd assume. Trolls do not use magic like elves and dragons, though we do have some charms and things like that gifted to us eons ago. If you don't use magic, then what is another way to save me from dying besides killing the... She put her hands on her stomach. She did not have to finish. He knew. We have an amulet. It has been with our people for many ages, though we do not remember where it came from. It protects the wearer from all things that would cause death. It does not protect from becoming hurt or getting sick, though it prevents death. Why would your Elders give this amulet to me, a mere human? It was a justified question, though Lia hoped she did not offend Gog. He was being very thoughtful toward her so far. It was strange, but it kind of seemed like he was taking on a protective role. Maybe that was just the true way of a male troll? Didn't Gog say trolls stayed at home and guarded the children? Did Gog see her as someone he had to guard? I do not know if they will. I shall plead our case to them and see. It would only be a loan of course, until after you give birth. The amulet is a troll treasure, usually kept under lock and key, but once in a while when an unnatural death is sensed, the amulet will be loaned out to the troll in need. Why would you want to plead my case...? Why did you say our case? she asked. It was still raining and the rain was so heavy, that she could not see Gog's face, knowing full well that he could see hers. You did not run when you saw me. You took the time to listen to me. That means a lot to me. Trolls are loyal creatures, mostly to their own, but also to any creature who is kind to them. Like you. You remind me of tiny Troll kit. Ah, so he is comparing me to a troll child... wow, I never thought I would have a troll for a protector. I've just been adopted by a troll, was all Lia could think. Out loud she said, You mean child? Child, kit, same thing to me and you. I am seventeen years old and I'm going to have a baby. Ah, but seventeen is very young in Troll years. How old can Trolls be? You are considered a kit, a child for the first fifty years, on your fiftieth birthday you come into trollhood, which is like when a human boy enters manhood or a human female starts her monthly gift. She blushed, but said, some of us can start that as early as nine years. That is why trolls believe humans grow up too fast, and to answer your question, the oldest known Troll to live was barely over four hundred in age. He died a couple years ago of old age. A very natural and peaceful death. The current oldest is three hundred and one years old. The rain let down, so they ventured out of their shelter. Lia made sure her horse was prepared for another tiring journey. She hoped they were almost to the troll's den. In the back of her mind, she knew she should be afraid that she was being lead into a trap or something, though she really doubted that Gog was trying to trick her. On her horse, Penny, she turned back and looked at the troll. Then how old are you if you talked about me being like a kit? I'm not yet an adult, though I am close. I am forty nine years old. So kind of, in a way, they were around the same age. She only seventeen, almost entering adulthood and he only forty nine, about to enter adulthood as well. One in 17,000 Modern DayHigh School Romance See more Name Diana Sanchez Age 15-17 Occupation High school Student When she wears makeup, she goes for the more bold. She figures why not because she already stands out as it is. Bio The first thing you would notice about Diana is that she has albinism. It is a congenital disorder characterized by the complete or partial absence of pigment in the skin, hair and eyes due to absence or defect of tyrosinase, a copper-containing enzyme involved in the production of melanin. This makes her a little different from others around her. Not only does she have pale white skin, platinum white hair and light blue eyes, the disorder also causes her to have vision defects, such as being legally blind at 20200. She can see some things clearly, but only at a close range. If it is more than a foot from her face, she can't see it very well, or at all. She can see some things far off, but usually only shapes, without the details. For example, if you were standing a couple feet away from her, she would be able to see you have eyes, but not be able to see what color they are. The disorder also causes her to suffer from Nystagmus, irregular rapid movement of the eyes back and forth, or in circular motion. It is something she can't control and she does not know when she is doing it. She sometimes uses bioptics, glasses which have small telescopes mounted on the lenses, so that she can look through either the regular lens or the telescope. Such a thing might help her read at close range better. She also uses monoculars, which are like one half of a pair of binoculars to get a clearer view of things further away. Diana does not let her condition get in her way of life. She is usually an outgoing person, loves life and everything in it. She is not rude or stuck up, despite what some of her peers might think. This comes from the fact that she really can't see a person when they are waving at her from across the room. She isn't ignoring you, she just can't see you. Diana also has a little sister named Jenna who also shares her condition. When their mother passes away and Diana and Jenna are sent to live with some strangers miles from where they've lived all their lives. The strangers are Diana and Jenna's godparents, her mother's childhood best friends. Diana is put in a school that in it's history has never had a student like her before. In fact, the town is so small, Diana doubts anyone there has ever seen someone like her in person. Jenna dressed as a hauntingly beautiful mermaid. Jenna is 6 and in love with fantasy books. In no way is this suppose to be offensive toward anyone with albinism. I apologize if some of my facts are not 100 right. You can only research so much and I have no first hand knowledge. Human Stranded On Alien Planet AdventureRomance See more Name Fiona Richardson Age 15-17 years old Gender Female Species Human Appearance Black, long wavy hair that is in tangles more often than not. Eyes dark enough to match her hair. It is a really interesting contrast to her pale skin. She is short for her age, only coming up to four feet, 9 inches, and has a very thin figure. Her figure is not by her choice, not really. Ever since she was young, she could never manage to gain much weight. She had many doctor visits, but they could never find a problem and eventually said she seemed healthy and fine, so her parents left it at that. History Fiona is from a family of scientists. She has never desired to go into the same field, but has been made to take all the proper lessons so that one day, she can do so. Though as a rebellion to her father, she never really paid much attention in class and had someone else finish her school work for her. It's not that she's lazy or spoiled. She just has other things she wishes to pursue in life. All this changes when her father and a bunch of his scientist friends join a group that is trying to find a way to get to another livable planet, because as unbelievable as it sounds, Earth is slowly dying. Fiona has always believed that there were other life forms out there and has tried to tell her father many times that his mission was a mistake, but she would always be pushed to the side and ignored. The way she saw it was that it was not right for people on Earth to go to another planet and eventually kill that one, too. But he insisted there would be no life form and that humans have learned the error of their ways and now they knew how to take care of a planet properly. To her ears, it was as if he was saying Earth had been a trial run for humans and the thought disgusted her. She and a select group of people venture out on their ship to a planet they found to be very similar to Earth and one they were sure could be adapted to their way of living. Things do not exactly go as planned.