Thread: Mx F or NB Silent Protagonist's Fantastic Fiction (Closed)

RE MxF Fantastic Fiction Recent Born Sexy Yesterday, DM Plot, Star Wars Healer's Gamble Alright we can do this. Its the final phase! We know what it takes to win now! I inform the group as we all move into position. The hulking behemoth bellows out a roar that causes us all to go flying back, the signal that the real battle is about to begin. Hes the current top tier boss in the game, so no real surprise that everyone in my party is starting to panic a bit. This is the furthest weve ever made it. As of yet, no ones been able to beat him. I plan to change that today. I need to. Everything is riding on it. Charging forward, I taunt him, pulling in the aggro and slashing again. He brings down a large stone pillar that I have to swiftly dodge. Thats quickly followed by a lash from his tail that my shield comes up to block. Even though this is just virtual reality, as my character is slammed by the attack I swear I can feel it. My legs buckle but I remain standing, taking the attack and retaliating even as the healers do their job of keeping me at full. As the behemoth leaps in the air and lands in the middle of the arena again, I run to catch up to him, jumping to avoid the shockwave. I look around making sure everyone else has done the same. The battle doesnt get any less brutal from there. If this were real life, my characters large frame would be battered, his olive skin covered in scars from it. Luckily its all part of the game. Here we go! We can do this! Everyone shouts together, rushing in with everything they have. We refuse to give up here. Holy shit I mutter as the creature finally falls. As his body dissolves to nothing, only a treasure chest is left behind. We hear the triumphant music as were all rewarded with a new title. Slayers of the Beast. Even better, a message goes out to the server, informing everyone that were the first to accomplish this task. FUCK YES! I cheer loudly with everyone else. I still cant believe it even as Im going through the spoils of war. Once back out of the dungeon, I send off a message to you with a picture attached. Time for you to pay up. Im sure youll be in shock and most likely anger seeing that I did it. Weve always been rivals. Pretty much since we started playing the game weve tried to one up each other. Everything came to a head with this bet. Wed each form our own team and take on the raid. The first of us to complete it would get the prize. In this case, the reward is the loser having to abandon their current character and become the winners personal healer. Im sure youd have loved it if I had lost. Youd probably have made me select the smallest race just for the fun of seeing an older bigger Arab guy playing what amounts to a halfling. Youre out of luck though, and now all thats left is you holding up your end of the bargain. This prompt is based off an idea I had where our characters constantly challenge each other basically a variation of my bet idea. You end up losing the big one, meaning youre now my healer. This does essentially amount to a healslut story but I want to build up to there. We can flesh out the details together. I usually write around 300 words and expect roughly the same length. Please tell me these things before we begin. 1. Your characters name and age 2. Your characters current class and race 3. How your character looks in and out of game 4. What your characters personality is 5. What game our characters are playing We can decide on this together, whether its a game that already exists or one we make up for the story.