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What was your first Roleplay?

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Sunstone

Don't have to go into too many specifics if you do not wish to. I was just wondering where we all began...if we can remember the beginnings of our Roleplaying careers. xP Was your first RP on EcchiDreams? Outside of EcchiDreams? How long ago? What did you do in it? o.o So many questions~!

For me, the very first Roleplay I ever did was here, on EcchiDreams, in the first week I joined. I did a Steven Universe RP with @SMFoxy, with the characters Lapis Lazuli and Peridot. ^.^

Looking back on it now, it's quite astounding just how far I have come and how much more 'adapted' I have become to Roleplaying. It's a bit tricky to explain, but I'm sure you know what I mean. It's been an experience!

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SMFoxy

I honestly can't remember my first RP ever; it was so long ago.
I know I was RPing before I joined EcchiDreams, probably not long after I officially became a teenager?
So I'd say I probably have over a decade under my belt? I put it 'vaguely' because sometimes it's on-off.
But somewhere between it being so long ago, and having done so many, I have no idea what my first was.

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Kalvoras Vertal

My first roleplay was about three years ago. It was about a small, shape-shifting cat that had gotten lost and then picked up by a little girl and taken home. It was all over the place and was filled with one liner responses and horrible grammar. God it scares me to think how incompetent I was back then at making a decent roleplay.

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Aura

My first roleplay was on this Pokemon Mystery Dungeon-inspired sight about Pokemon trainers being sucked through a portal into a second dimension entirely inhabited by oddly-colored pokemon. The site was really interesting, but I was really young at the time, so my roleplaying skills were... garbage at best. I remember looking back at my earliest posts and cringing so hard. I didn't put spaces after punctuation, I didn't use capitalization, the whole thing was just a mess. >.<; I can't recall how old I was... maybe around 13-14? Anyway, I believe the site is dead now, unfortunately, so no rectifying that.

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SnowFall

Oof, the first roleplay I did was actually just a Dangan Ronpa roleplay... lol. I've only been roleplaying for like 8 months and I'm still trying to improve. Honestly I was GARBAGE when I first started. I was close to the level of this one guy I knew who typed "Husky thrusts at a fast pace" when they did some erp, then thrir character passed out right afterwards and I'm just, what. I'm not trying to offend anyone like that though it's just he's not improving and still types like that so I just cringe, it's funny though. Honestly I struggled to improve over the past few months and only got better by trying to mimic people's writing. In the end now my writing is a mixed back of other people's styles and so I end up just adapting to whoever I'm roleplaying with. They start writing long paragraphs, I do the same thing. They write in two lines? I start writing short responses too. Looking back at how much I've improved though I'm like DAMN.

 

Hoo boy I started ranting kill me ;w;

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SMFoxy
13 minutes ago, SnowFall said:

In the end now my writing is a mixed back of other people's styles and so I end up just adapting to whoever I'm roleplaying with. They start writing long paragraphs, I do the same thing. They write in two lines? I start writing short responses too.

I don't wanna derail the point of this thread, but I just wanted to say:

I'm guilty of this. I try to give as good as I can, as much as possible, but I usually settle into giving as good as I get. At least I try.
I'm sure people bring their best, so I usually just match: length, style, so on. I tend to find it makes for a more equal experience.

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Aura

I wouldn't say it's derailing the thread. It's par for the course when reflecting on your past roleplays. I think it's normal for your writing style to be a mixed bag of everyone you've roleplayed with. It's only natural that you take after those around you. 

I always match what the other person gives me, not just out of spite, but because two completely different styles don't match well when you're writing a story. I can't give a detailed response to "*hugs and kisses*" but that doesn't necessarily mean I don't enjoy the simplicity. Trying to match the first poster's style is important. I almost feel insulted if I write out two paragraphs and get a line or two in response consistently every time.

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SMFoxy
2 minutes ago, Aurafox1 said:

I wouldn't say it's derailing the thread. It's par for the course when reflecting on your past roleplays. I think it's normal for your writing style to be a mixed bag of everyone you've roleplayed with. It's only natural that you take after those around you. 

I always match what the other person gives me, not just out of spite, but because two completely different styles don't match well when you're writing a story. I can't give a detailed response to "*hugs and kisses*" but that doesn't necessarily mean I don't enjoy the simplicity. Trying to match the first poster's style is important. I almost feel insulted if I write out two paragraphs and get a line or two in response consistently every time.

I should have worded that more carefully, I think. What I meant to say was:
While I understand that the point of this is to talk about your first RP, your comment about improving yourself and matching others was a good that bears responding to.

Further, you have a very good point there, too. In a way, I feel it would be more spiteful to not match, if that makes sense? An RP, to me at least, is a story written between two or more people. If you can match, it just makes the story flow, and read, so much better.

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SnowFall
8 minutes ago, SMFoxy said:

I should have worded that more carefully, I think. What I meant to say was:
While I understand that the point of this is to talk about your first RP, your comment about improving yourself and matching others was a good that bears responding to.

Further, you have a very good point there, too. In a way, I feel it would be more spiteful to not match, if that makes sense? An RP, to me at least, is a story written between two or more people. If you can match, it just makes the story flow, and read, so much better.

I would agree about it being more spiteful, though some people don't have the experience to adapt to what the other person is doing. Sure they can try to adapt to the other person but sometimes it just can't be helped can it? So I wouldn't really blame people if they couldn't adapt so it flows better.

I myself actually struggle now to respond to something around two or three lines since over time and experiencing roleplaying with other people I got used to doing one or two paragraphs. 

I roleplay with my gf a decent amount, one with years under her belt and as we keep doing it the length of our responses gets longer over time as I get more experience and start naturally writing longer responses. In turn it made me worse at smaller responses. Not everyone can make their roleplay together flow perfectly by writing in somewhat similar ways since some people can't do that as well. Though that's perfectly fine and in my opinion it's all a part of the experience.

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SMFoxy
6 minutes ago, SnowFall said:

I would agree about it being more spiteful, though some people don't have the experience to adapt to what the other person is doing. Sure they can try to adapt to the other person but sometimes it just can't be helped can it? So I wouldn't really blame people if they couldn't adapt so it flows better.

I'm just rife with poor wording today. To be more specific: If you can adapt to other people, it's more spiteful not to.
Though the caveat to that statement would be: Unless you're trying to help them get better, especially at their request. 'Forcing' them to adapt to you is a good way to go about that, especially if you can ease them into it.

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Aura

Well, like I said, it's not that I don't appreciate the simplicity of a short response, it's just that I literally can't do a detailed response to one. It can be really exhausting and make the roleplay feel extremely one-sided regardless of how the other person is enjoying it. At the end of the day, it's about meeting in the middle. If you're roleplaying with someone better at writing than you, you should strive to challenge yourself and try to write longer responses than you're used to. And if you're playing with someone who's not as good, you should try to ease them into it rather than just smacking them with a wall of text. And if meeting in the middle is impossible, I really don't think the roleplay is going to be enjoyable for one, or both, of the participants. 

It's also perfectly normal for replies to vary in length over the course of a roleplay, especially long-term. Like, in my experience, action scenes generally have shorter responses as you have to make sure to give your partner a chance to respond to every move you make and some details are inevitably going to be left out as a result.

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PixelBoi

Oh boy.. my first rp took place about eleven years ago. I remember it being the most cringe thing ever. I tried to be as detailed as possible but my partner kept altering my posts and making them her own. If I remember right our characters met in a forest, my character jogging and hers a girl looking for her dog. They fell in love, stopped looking for the dog and then a lot of badly detailed sex before she just decided my character was her lost pet turned human without even asking or informing me. It was fun.

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SMFoxy

That sounds like a really cute idea for an RP if that's what you were expecting/agreed upon.
I can imagine it coming out of the blue like that though kinda threw you off.

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PixelBoi

I agree. The only things that weren't planned at all was the copious amounts of sex and me being a dog. It was supposed to be a cute quick help this person find her dog but it very quickly changed. It did throw me off for a bit but it was just a game so I went with it.

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SnowFall

Holy heck that actually sounds really interesting, I wish I could come up with more ideas like that actually- I'm just EDGY AND DARK WHEN I MAKE OCS AND IDEAS. I can try and make less dark and edgy characters but I always end up with this screwed up backstory.

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PixelBoi

I don't see anything wrong with dark and edgy. Well not too much wrong. Sometimes a nice happy-go-lucky story is just what you need. I definitely prefer darker and edgier stuff most of the time.

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lVergill

To tell you the truth, this place was my first RP with someone...

W-What! RP was new to me!! (#`Д´)

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Rachel Chan

My first RP was me playing as a maid in facebook group a long time ago.

Then here I am now, doing mostly sexual RP serving my 'master' up until today >////<

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Angela Daring

My first website-based roleplay was as a young realmwalker first exploring a new world and stumbling on a beach party.

This was on GaiaOnline back in 2004, when there were so many people posting that you could hardly keep up.  That sort of thing just doesn't happen in this day and age on that site.  You'll be lucky to join a group on there where people post more than once a day.

My very first roleplay was as a thief, the first time I played Dungeons and Dragons back in the late nineties with AD&D, before best edition came out a few years later.

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onearmeddruid

i cant remember some random rp on roblox years and years ago

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Alexander Bodide

Hmm, my first RP of any kind wasn't sexual, and it was on a forum I used to go to, aaand I quickly lost interest. I'm pretty sure even to this day a non-sexual RP can't hold my interest.

My first sexual thing was about ten years ago, on Second Life...sorry, I just threw up in my mouth a little thinking about SL. That was more "cyber" than "RP", though. And it was really basic stuff.

My first real sex RPs, where we would decide on a scenario and then act it out, were in the chatroom of an online flash game about strip poker. Those were pretty bland and vanilla, and then one day I wanted to see how a tentacle RP would go. No girls were adventurous enough to try it, and so this lead to me posing as a girl requesting tentacles. I don't like to misrepresent myself but I was so curious! I wound up with a fairly literate person who wanted me to play as his IRL wife. It was pretty fun, and I've been hooked on tentacles ever since.

 

To respond to the other discussion in this thread, matching the level of detail of your partner is a great trait. One time, I was in an RP with someone very literate, and we both wanted to "live up to" each other's responses and do them justice. The replies got longer and longer, and by the halfway point, each of our replies could've been a full page out of a novel. That was fun. It's a bit exhausting, though; I don't want that every time.

More than level of detail, though, I appreciate when the other person is willing to RP "actively" instead of purely "reactively". Role playing is best when each party contributes something, instead of "here's my reaction to what you just said, now continue to write me a story by yourself". That just makes for a predictable RP on my end.

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CuppyPotatoes
On 12/7/2017 at 15:25, SnowFall said:

Oof, the first roleplay I did was actually just a Dangan Ronpa roleplay... lol. I've only been roleplaying for like 8 months and I'm still trying to improve. Honestly I was GARBAGE when I first started. I was close to the level of this one guy I knew who typed "Husky thrusts at a fast pace" when they did some erp, then thrir character passed out right afterwards and I'm just, what. I'm not trying to offend anyone like that though it's just he's not improving and still types like that so I just cringe, it's funny though. Honestly I struggled to improve over the past few months and only got better by trying to mimic people's writing. In the end now my writing is a mixed back of other people's styles and so I end up just adapting to whoever I'm roleplaying with. They start writing long paragraphs, I do the same thing. They write in two lines? I start writing short responses too. Looking back at how much I've improved though I'm like DAMN.

 

Hoo boy I started ranting kill me ;w;

I SEE U. 
My first roleplays weren't any better though lol, I've been doing it since I was little so that's probably why I'm a little more inclined to like writing more than the average person. 

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Eilauver

My first roleplay was on a friend's board a while ago. I forgot the name but it was like a very out of pocket American television show, you know when you have the seasons different plots. Only our plots were so weird. My character was a painter coincidentally the main character from the game Xenogears but in reality he was an assassin. He ended up getting challenged by his children, dying, and I brought in so many other characters lol good times.

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Temaelrin
On 07/12/2017 at 07:14, Sunstone said:

Don't have to go into too many specifics if you do not wish to. I was just wondering where we all began...if we can remember the beginnings of our Roleplaying careers. xP Was your first RP on EcchiDreams? Outside of EcchiDreams? How long ago? What did you do in it? o.o So many questions~!

For me, the very first Roleplay I ever did was here, on EcchiDreams, in the first week I joined. I did a Steven Universe RP with @SMFoxy, with the characters Lapis Lazuli and Peridot. ^.^

Looking back on it now, it's quite astounding just how far I have come and how much more 'adapted' I have become to Roleplaying. It's a bit tricky to explain, but I'm sure you know what I mean. It's been an experience!

This is a good topic; and I'll be happy to answer this in great detail. Because it has a bit of a back story, and it's why EcchiDreams exists... So a bit of EcchiDreams Historical Reading too. It's also got love and heartache, and love again. I think it's actually a good story of my past too, despite the shit going on around me at home, when I was younger. 

TL;DR

I have been roleplaying non-seriously since I was eleven years old. My first serious roleplay was started in 2006 when I was sixteen. Then when I met @Neptune in 2008 (When I was 18) and it got more serious to the point of where it is today; an empire that spans galaxies. That we've been trying to build and articulate all our ideas since 2015, and still at it today. (I think I can speak accurately when I say we're both loving it.)

Fully Story:

My first roleplay was technically not so much a roleplay as such... I used to frequent a chat room site that used a notoriously exploitable Java application called Digichat. Oh I have a few stories about that website and how it was run; but let's just say, No names, no lawsuits. Basically it looked something like this:

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Despite what happened to it during 2003-2007, back when I first started on that site, it was pretty decent. The year was about late 2000, or mid 2001, so I'd have been either ten or eleven years old, those major social networking sites you see today were not a thing back then... Oh and I used Internet Explorer. 😱 

I was a bit of a gobshite back then too, and a bit of an Edgyboi. So that's something... I'm glad I somewhat grew out of that.

On that site: I didn't like the Kids Chat, the mods were over zealous, and censorious at even the slightest 'off colour word' yet they had allowed frequent 4ChanPartyVanMan's to run around with impunity. The letter of the law seemed unbalanced, to me. I am talking about Kids' chat because it was the only chatroom people in my age range at the time could actually use, but because they were talking about some of the most insanely dullest bullshit you could think of... About pop-bands I had no interest in, and shows that were exclusively in America and I'd never heard of, with the occasional 4ChanPartyVanMan roaming around... I started bouncing between the Adult and Teen Chat rooms... even though I was under 13 and should not have been using it. Edgy.

Of course I'd have to fake my age; which could technically call roleplaying I suppose, but I don't, really.

But this is where it all started; I think my first one was actually a Yaoi one; featuring two characters, that went as far as name and age... That's it. I was roleplaying with someone who claimed that they were a female in real life. I claimed that I was the son of a Nigerian Prince; so who knows what or who I was really chatting to. But then that's the fun in that. 🙃 I'd log in after school, or on the weekends to chat to her... And it pretty much became a creature of habit; I found someone I was comfortable with and roleplayed with them. Unfortunately she stopped coming on and eventually I had to look for others, which I did. Of which I started roleplaying with most of them, as well... This is actually important here, because one of the new people I met was @Casey.

In December 2011, my dad upgraded his PC and I upgraded my laptop to Windows XP, because it looked freaking awesome at the time, and as soon as I got it installed on my laptop I went back to the chat site. Once I got in, I found Casey who suggested that I should sign up for a Hotmail account. Under that suggestion, I signed up for something called MSN/Windows Messenger, which looked like this:

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Whilst I was also on "ntlworld" as my ISP at the time, (Fun Fact: Later became Virgin Media) this is not my screenshot; this is one I found online.

This was a useful tool for me; because it meant that I could use the rather resource hungry and often laggy Digichat Site to get people, and use Windows Messenger to roleplay with them, lag-free, without going back to the site. I had become effective at this and had about twenty or thirty different role plays going on entering 2002. One of the reasons I decided to go for this method was because Windows Messenger logged everything in little log files that I, and the person I was roleplaying with could refresh our memories as to what happened "Previously: In the roleplay". It became very useful and allowed me to do as many roleplays as I did. Of course my roleplays started to get quite sexual; and first person. But to make it clear I wasn't going to be twelve until May 2002, but even then I was doing this with adults who thought I was a fellow adult. None of them suspected how old I really was. Although I exclusively "typd lyk this", text speak. ~shudder~

So my first roleplay(s) in the strictest possible sense was on these chatrooms, and it'd be about anything; really. Usually life shit without sex. But it quickly evolved to cybering over Windows Messenger. Of course then you started having the Chatroom Scare stories in the news... ~sigh~ 

Things pretty much remained the same until around the end of 2003, when we moved, my father was posted in the RAF to another location in England; and we were stuck in an area that had Dial Up Internet only. Previously I was on 128kbps DSL (I think) broadband, so this was quite a slow down. The chat site still worked, but by now were starting to become shit, every time I visited it from 2003 onwards it just got shitter and shitter. That said @Casey and a lot of my friends had become increasingly unhappy with the way the chat site was being ran, and I just came out with "Why don't we do a better job? Make a website and do better than them" Originally I was laughed at by some of them, but I started tinkering with making more complicated websites in the background. As experiments I had been doing simple websites on free site providers (Freespace, I think) had been pretty successful for my interest projects (IE: I got them up, online). Again; this is important. Because EcchiDreams will be involved later on.

Over the year, someone was leaving the RP scene because they had got a job at an upcoming tech company, that was making online applications. Then another to deal with family matters. Then another because they were getting married. All of a sudden my list of roleplayers started to dwindle. I had my Windows Messenger on, but more and more of them were showing red icons all the time, meaning that they were offline. I tried to go back to the chat site in question but it was mainly "PRESS 111 FOR CYBER WITH 23/F/UK" or "PRESS 666 TO SEE MY 25/M/USA COCK AND SWAP PICS" and each of the hundred of the variations weren't content with submitting that once in the main chatroom - oh no. They had to spam it for hours on end making chatting with anyone impossible or extremely difficult at best. There were no serious roleplayers on there anymore. Or it was all drowned out. In the end I was forced to come away from roleplaying completely...

But that's fine. Because I found fucking Runescape. u_u; Fuck me; that's a blast from the past... For uniformity, this is about how I remember Runescape:

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Young me... Why did you waste your life with this?!

It wouldn't be until late 2004 (December 15th, I know because of something unrelated and significant happened) that I'd come across a player who I was talking about my roleplaying past to; and he was also a roleplayer who came about it a different way to me. He used to roleplay in something called UseNet groups; similar to Casey. Well this guy turned out to be someone that the Ancient EcchiDreamers would be aware of as NekoLust, and he was telling me about a site that also used Digichat, and was something for "Alternative, Goth, Emo, Punk, Vampire" or whatever; as I was a metal head myself (Some of you may have guessed that already), I found the site appealing and had (Other than the Emos) a generally mature crowd, and was moderated fairly. Firm but fair. He showed me the ropes; introduced me to some staff and I introduced him to Casey. Remember: It'll come up... Casey doesn't know much about me as a person at this point. She doesn't even know how old I am (14). 

We joined a group chat conversation on Windows Live and got stuck into group roleplaying when we were all online. NekoLust was living in the UK at the time and was on usually when I was, as I lived in the UK too... Casey, on the other hand, was in a different time zone, in America. But there were people we'd meet on Haunting Echoes' that would come and join, and all of a sudden Runescape was just something I went on when things were quiet. From the new chat site we were on we met a user who had a bit of a foul temper but she roleplayed exceptionally well and exquisitely with elegance in her vocabulary that just wanted to make you read her detailed long posts. This is of course; Illogically Logical; another part of EcchiDreams, that I will get to later.

Casey had managed to befriend Illogically Logical, and brought her into the chat. She didn't have a good thing to say about me, and said that; "He roleplays like he's constantly got his hand on his cock". Which was fair; I wasn't detailed, nor was I in anyway good. Hell I was barely better than "*moans*"... ~shuddering intensifies~

I would have liked it put more nicely, but I knew her reputation and just dealt with it. I replied that I didn't have a hand on my cock at all times; (I didn't. This was on the only computer in the house that could use the phoneline. Dial up = Usually one computer online at a time) but I wanted to get better at roleplaying, and that she roleplayed in a way that I had never seen before; it was almost story like. 

Unfortunately she didn't give too shits; but Casey and NekoLust were willing to help teach me. During a conversation of our roots one day, it had come out that Illogically Logical was well versed with the first chatsite that Casey and I were on, and usually hanged out in the forums rather than the chat, and she proved it by showing us her posts. [[Side Note: I also learnt what a Neko was from NekoLust, and fell in love with Catgirls!]] She also felt that it had gone to shit, and left. This is where I brought up again - We should make our own; and this time I had the ammunition to back that up, a website that had been up for a year. I showed them a clone-almost. A chat site I had made up, that was similar but had slightly better technologies running it. Although it used FlashChat by TuFat... Not ideal but I was on a tight budget, which I blew out on getting a vBulletin Forums License, as well as somewhere that hosted all this. I won't name my old chat-site... Because I think it's best we left that to relics of the past. 

To say that they were surprised was an understatement. Even Illogically Logical remarked on how good it looked and how quick it was. But she again; was going to steer clear of the chatrooms. She apparently hated our chatroom software more than Digichat. But she loved the forums; which I had set up. I made the three of them staff so that they could play around with it, and test it all out. This is also where I pointed out how old I really was, which took all three of them back. I was by far the youngest of the group. I told them that ever since I first brought it up to Casey that I had actually been playing around with basic websites and WAP (Ancient: Wireless Access Protocol; the internet of mobile phones in the day.) I had been working on more and more complex websites and scripting code, namely PHP. The one thing we were lacking was a roleplay suite; which we didn't know what that would look like on a forums. How would it be structured and so on. By now it was 2006, and my chat-site had picked up attention from the media, as we promoted Chat Safety, and taught people how to respond to certain requests. Something that apparently... They had never seen before. I handed control of the site over to someone else, completely as I was looking at moving out of my parents (16 years old), and I wouldn't be able to stay on the site. Of course when I say moving out; I went to quietly live with a few friends because I wanted independence from my parents. Which at the time I felt they were over-bearing, censorious, restrictive and hypocritical. I lost all respect for them at the time and I was a right little fucking shit to them. Home life for that period of my life; since becoming a teenager was hell for my parents, hell for my sisters, hell for me, and hell for our neighbours. 

During this time I made contact with someone, a girl from Texas. I won't name her. I think it was originally to swap Neko Pics with each other to help our collections because she was big on Nekos too. Her first words to me was "I've already got a boyfriend." To which I grinned and typed back "Well that's fine... Because I only want to trade pictures of catladies; to build a collection of pictures." To which I think is a moment we'd laugh back at, today. She was happy with that and so we started. Every now and then I'd see her online, and we'd synchronise pictures and exchange pleasantries. When I moved into friends place though... It was revealed that her boyfriend had dumped her, and I had just suffered a break up as well at the time... She asked if I had ever roleplayed before. To which I had, and we started exchanging stories.

This was my first; serious roleplay. With an actual character, a picture for him, a persona, a life, a history of his own. His name was Neko Chan... Neko Chan Keza'maraki. I don't really know how but this is where Roleplaying took an addictive turn for me. Yep. I'd say I was pretty into RPing... We'd get on daily and start roleplaying. For me - until the sun rose up again in the morning. She and I started hitting it off and I thought she was the one. Young, stupid love. 

So I had been waiting for her to come on, when she did, she immediately asked 'roleplay?' to which I asked if I could talk to her first, and she agreed. I pointed out that we were both single and that we had both hit off quite well, and asked her out, to which she said yes. Things went smoothly at first; she refined my awful spelling and grammar (Something I still have a problem with today) and other such things. I had asked her to, as she revealed that she had been irritated by it... Nicely. So I told her to correct me; and if I was confused to be patient and explain it to me. My written English had improved drastically. We'd roleplay even more and some days that's all we did. Happily. It was about two Keza's in the Neko Resistance; brother and sister fighting against all odds, against Humans for oppressing them. These Keza's weren't in it for the oppression though; Neko Chan was a disgustingly violent person. Things that would no doubt put me on watchlists today, just for writing it. 

Of course we've since done a massive plottwist with that, that I will get to later.

Around this time I was introduced to a hentai site that had a roleplaying suite; something I introduced Casey too, because she loved the hentai scene which she had gotten into from Manga, where as I was pretty new it to completely, other than Pokémon, which is an anime. But I had come into it from the catgirls. This hentai site was just a forum no chat rooms but it had the missing piece of the puzzle of roleplaying on forums; although by now my chat-site wasn't mine anymore and the person that took over had ran it into the damned ground. This is where Casey started brainstorming what would become; EcchiDreams. For the meantime though I was on this hentai site; (And I shouldn't have been, I lied about my age), a behaviour I don't encourage by the way. I've grown up since then. This site had a roleplaying forum where people came into to roleplay and they had side stories for sex and such. I checked the rules, and found that canonically there was no principle to the school/college; so I had my character rampaging through the highschool on what I can only describe as Killbill does Roleplaying, and murdered his way to the principal to become the principal. He essentially pirated and taken over the school, and started running it...

This is where I met @Manni. Needless to say; Manni and I got off on the wrong foot. He was another roleplayer that was less than amused by my antics. And rightly so, to be fair. It takes a lot to piss Manni off, and I think I pissed him right off. 

I was hoping that the moderators and administrators of the site was going to bring in an armed police unit and re-take the school, you know, make it realistic. But instead after much debate of where any logical and reasoning was out of the window, and that got brought up; Zero times. They decided to let Neko Chan be the principal; as long as I didn't break the new rules and kept him in check. Well. Roleplaying became less fun for me on that site, and I came away... Especially after I found out that one of their moderators - Again will go unnamed - was apparently in a relationship with another member who was apparently literally twelve years old. Lo' and behold the site today is offline, and dead. 

But this is where EcchiDreams comes back into play; whilst the other site was online, I started on working to bring a developmental version of EcchiDreams online. I won't say if I got paid or how much, but lets just say I was happy. I had taken up smoking at the time and it cost to feed that addiction, especially here in the UK, where it's taxed to bollocks. It was called "Project: Ethereal Dreams"; a roleplaying forum only. For what we wanted at the time, just somewhere were our friends could roleplay in, instead of MSN Messenger, I worked long hours on building a server up, which initially was only accessible through the IP Address... It also had a bit of a problem...  As I said the site was ominously named Project: Ethereal Dreams. Something that just didn't jive with us at all, it felt... Dystopic. So we looked at the site I had just left and wondered if we could incorporate a hentai theme into it, as it was something that Casey, NekoLust and Illogically Logical had all liked in one form or another. We had a meeting about it over a group call app, but it was Casey and I that came out with 'EcchiDreams' On the Twenty-Ninth of June, 2007, we had brought the Domain; EcchiDreams.com. It was originally private, and registrations were highly controlled; only those that were allowed in were those already registered. So it was a bit... Exclusive. But this was whilst we were working out all the bugs and kinks to the site. It went live in August on the Sixteenth 2007. (Fun Fact: Anniversary to when my old site which started; August 16th 2004). We also used the resources of @SMFoxy who I had met in college. 

Things didn't work out between the Texan gal and I, though. She cheated on me, and really I allowed it to fuck me up, mentally. So I became pretty useless to the EcchiDreams front; and I didn't visit it for long periods of time. Although I still did favours when Casey emailed me, it took my mind off it all.

But I dealt with it maturely... </sarcasm>

My relationship with her from that point on was off and on, and I was bouncing around relationships like no ones fucking business. On and offline. Each one quite bad, and one extremely so. I settled down again mid 2008; shortly before my eighteenth birthday, and I registered on my eighteenth birthday. So I'd be on it officially at 18 rather than using the site's DEV account. Honestly I liked doing that work as much as I liked roleplaying. I was also back with that Texan girl shortly after my birthday. What a fucking moron. But this didn't last long and the summer I broke it off with her permanently. Cheated again; of course. This time whilst my granddad was dying in a hospital.

This time I took revenge for once, there was an inkling on one of her other accounts that she didn't like me chatting to other women; which I returned in kind and said she wasn't allowed to talk to other men, then. I'd hoped she'd see how ridiculous her ultimatum was, how illogical it was. Which went down well... So with this in mind, after we broke up finally I went to Bebo (A social media site in 2008) and searched 'Neko' and 'Roleplayer' and added everyone I could find; male and especially female. This is where met @Neptune! I think she was called 'Smexy Neko Master' or something, as in the sexy master of all nekos. She was a big Yaoi roleplayer. But she had her Yaoi fill from the group she was in. We chatted about the relationship I was in, and how it just went from bad to worse, and she seemed to be on my side for a lot of it. Although she didn't feel afraid to point out where I went wrong; because towards the end of that relationship there was blame on both sides. A lot of it.

I was in the aftermath of my granddad's death and Neptune had suggested that we used the roleplay that I used to roleplay with my ex, and explain to her about the world and how it worked, it wouldn't be the same, but it'd be our spin on it. After a lot of conversation on the issue we got down to making a character each. Her: Toriana Keza'maraki. Me: Tripp Keza'maraki. (Hence my old forum name: Tripp). She had picked a picture - completely independently of a Catgirl - that was first in my collection and a very... well liked image. Lets just leave that one there. She hadn't done it intentionally and she didn't know about it. It was just one of those coincidences. 

We also hit off pretty quickly, and my previous relationships didn't seem to matter all that much anymore. It also helped me cope with what was going on around me, to the rather tragic death in my family. On the first of August 2008; I asked her out and she said yes. We've been together ever since. She started teaching me about the story format; because I was doing "~He went up to her and petted her head softly~ Hello Toriana, ~Tripp said~" where as she felt that the story format was infinitely better; which is what Illogically Logical's was like. Except Neptune taught me; and encouraged me. Which in turn I encouraged her, and we started encouraging each other, improving each other, and evolving our RP together. Neptune is where I started taking Roleplaying quite seriously. Sure I had a serious roleplay, but I never took it seriously until now. It's why I admit to Manni and everyone else that I was an arsehole on that other site, and I'm sorry for all the rules that were put in after me; because of me. It ruined it for everyone. 

I invited her over to EcchiDreams; and brought her in just a few days before Casey announced that she was going to have to step down; due to some serious job opportunities that would keep her busy. She then made the fatal mistake of handing over the site to Illogically Logical; who Neptune and I came to quickly despise and welcome when she started never being on. Things would always be better; like there would be no tension in the air when she wasn't on. People were relaxed and happy. I was a Forum Administrator at the time, and before Casey left she made Neptune an Administrator too, to sort the roleplay suite out. This is why I am confused when people say we ripped off the other website; because Neptune has never been to that other site, and it was her that took what we had done and turned it into something that I'd argue was better than the other hentai site. So... Yes. It was her own thing; what would later become Blackberry Falls - her signature roleplay. It wasn't some High School. It was a whole damn city.

During this time my RP with Neptune was evolving. There was new plot twists, new things to explore and opening world just unraveling into the Universe of an RP it is today. We introduced new species; turned the Neko Resistance into something that wasn't pretty and built an empire within the roleplay. An Empire with it's own races of people, that would come to have deep, rich, historic and intricately linked cultures, and diverse ideas. We had Mako'demeri, Coda'zotoxi, Zeta'muluri and so on. And it just evolved from there. In 2010; NekoLust took over EcchiDreams, he was given it by Illogically Logical; and then she promptly deleted the site. NekoLust employed the help of Neptune and I to bring it back, and we did. We also moved from vBulletin to Invision Power; which I paid for and 'Administered' the server, in the background whilst he ran the site as a whole. Unfortunately after opening he stopped coming on, we'd later find out that his father had Alzheimer's and that he was caring for him twenty-four seven. In 2011, with heavy heart, he handed it over to me. EcchiDreams has been in Neptune and My Administration ever since. I mainly deal with server shite, dev things and wild shiney's in the code. Neptune tends to deal and talk to people - as I am usually shit at that. We kind of complement each other very well in that regard. 

But my roleplaying never stopped either, not really anyway... By 2013/2014 I stopped roleplaying on forums for a few years to focus on that universe I was talking about, and in 2015 making major updates to EcchiDreams. Neptune of course split herself into two; doing that and working on the RP we have today. We started roleplaying over Google Docs; writing pages, and pages of story. Because we're actually in the process right now of turning it into a club and what we're writing is just the back story; how everything exists and what it's purpose is. The Lore. It is so big now that it requires a private Wiki just to catalogue all the information. It's our roleplays universe, and one that we're very protective about. This had been something that had started off as two Keza's fucking around, and grew with a family in the RP that I did with that "Ol' Texan Gal' and exploded into the universe it is today; it's so much bigger than just those two, and the grand scheme of things Neko Chan was nothing. Now they're in space and it's a bit of a Sci-Fi, although there are snippets of their past in Blackberry Falls (The UFF) and Craethiel (The Sin Clan of the Keza'marakian Royal Empire), as well as (The Mako'demerian Wolfhound-Wraithers of Nordivaar) after the fall of the great city of Vorserend. I've also branched out into doing other roleplays recently, such as EcchiTown, and I might branch further in the future. I just don't know yet.

EcchiDreams has also continued to evolve, and we hope to one day get the chronicles detailing our universe's existence posted in my private roleplay club; which I will invite roleplayers into, if we ever find someone with similar interests. Who can stomach a new universe as well crafted as that... Even if it's someone who is immigrating in, or is a friendly species nearby to that group or whatever...

So that's pretty much it.

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Wow~, man...

That was quite a sentimental read-through, with many ups and downs. It's fascinating to know just how much the past can have on the outcome of the present. To think EcchiDreams started out over a decade ago, and has evolved through several administrations to where it is today, still standing very strong; I'd say that is a pretty incredible attainment. Your introduction and evolution in regards to Roleplaying was also quite a fascinating read, just, knowing that it all goes so far back... and was kind of made possible with meeting a collective of like-minded individuals communicating through early chat clients like so.

Kinda wish I could have been around to see EcchiDreams earlier on, but, the very earliest I could have been involved without breaking the rules would have been March 12th, 2016 (my 18th birthday), so... I mean I can still look at screenshots in the Internet Archive, but, yeah.

Thanks for taking the time to write up this post and offering a historical, personal take on the origins of the site, @Temaelrin. I highly appreciate it. 😄

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      Despite his nice and kind exterior, he has a hidden dark side. Due to the fact that he is a Daedric Eldyrannth, he has daedric influence on his personality. When angered, he can become merciless. He has been known to go as far as killing someone if they were endangering someone he cared for or was taking away someone's Right to Life without their consent. He will only become this dark if he feels it is morally right to do so. Otherwise he would always try and find another way to settle things although when truly enraged he will see nothing but red, and will attack anything, and anyone, stupid enough to get in his way.
      Strengths, Skills and Abilities: 
      Eldyr form: Being an Eldyrannth he has his dragon form, however in Craethiel it is very unlikely he will ever use this form. It would be a deep red colour, the same colour as his eyes. This form is extremely dangerous, with the ability to breath a napalm-like fire along with razor sharp claws and teeth. Not only is he powerful offensively, but he also has a strong defense when it comes to his scales which are harder than diamonds.  Gauntlet: His gauntlets are always hidden from view, due to the fact that they are technologically very advanged. They seem like normal gold rings on his fingers. However, they are filled with a liquid crystal which allows him to use the entire range of Eldyrannth crystals (See extra information for more information in the crystals). He normally doesn’t use these, except in subtle ways such as his work as a blacksmith as he can easily manipulate metal, as well as help make fires hotter or cooler. Strength: He is physically very strong, with more strength than several humans. He uses this fact and the fact that he is good at hand to hand combat as well as using weapons of many Eras to defeat opponents.  Telepathy: As an Eldyrannth, he an extremely powerful telepath. He can easily overwhelm minds of about every species currently in Craethiel. He can speak into the mind of another as well as be able to reach their thoughts in return even if the other person isn't even remotely telepathic. He can also defend himself against another telepath and prevent them from accessing his mind. He can be vicious in protecting his mind as he has knowledge that he would rather not be around, especially in this Time Era. When someone is touched by his mind, it will almost feel like a huge mountain towering above them. It could send many people mad with the strength of his mind. So he usually keeps his mind to himself, and will only let Erickavana into his mind. It is possible to speak to someone without exposing them to the true force of his mind, but he can only speak and read thoughts. Telekinesis: He is extremely skilled with telekinesis, and is stronger than the average Eldyrannth. He can lift up to several tonnes in weight and move it around with ease.  Blacksmith: Daedrin is a very talented blacksmith that can make a wide range of tools and weapons which he sells onto customers. He can even make something to order, but custom orders like that tend to be a lot pricier.  Weaknesses: He is simply pretending to be like any other human, so to prevent exposure he wouldn't use his full abilities. To someone with advanced enough technology of weaponry could use that to take advantage of him. If he were to ingest part of the Lemoa Flower, it will cause the Inchor in his blood to swell and expand. This causes blocking of vital arteries and severe haemorrhaging throughout his entire body, quickly killing him. This flower poisons them through scent or through ingestion. As a result, this flower can be made into a soup (which is known to be delicious) and given to an Eldyrannth without them knowing. The scent of the Okelo flower will make him fall into a deep sleep that will last about a day. Nothing will wake him up, even if someone is cutting his limbs off. As such, he can easily be overpowered using this humble flower and either killed or easily captured. If someone puts him in the same room as his flower, he will not wake up until a day after the flower is removed or dies. His Daedra physiology does not protect him from the effects of these two flowers despite the flowers being Daedric in origin. 
      Ambitions (Hopes/Dreams): He wants to see History as it really happened. He Co-founded Factual Historical Information Temporal Agency [FHITA] with his twin sister, Erickavana. So right now, he and his wife are living their dreams.
      Hobbies and Interests: His deepest passion is History and he is fascinated by it and wants to know the truth as to how everything happened. He also loves being a Blacksmith and crafting what he considers ancient weapons. He can also make tools and various metal objects with enough skill to make him well known throughout Craethiel as one of the best Blacksmiths. He owns his own Blacksmith and employs apprentice Blacksmiths that he trains with the finest skills equal to that time Era. He knows how to make better weapons, but does not want to advance the citizens of Craethiel further than they were. In his spare time at home, he often does carpentry. It is his form of meditation as it keeps his hands busy, allowing his mind to think clearly. He often makes very beautiful wooden objects and makes high quality furniture. Every piece of furniture in his and Erickavana's home is made by him.
      Personal Sexual Information
      Sexual Orientation: Aliea-Pansexual
      Turn ons:
      Being promiscuous and having sex with a lot of people. Having unprotected sex, especially if it leads into pregnancy although he uses a special birth control that prevents him from putting viable sperm into anyone. Well experienced partners. Not only does he liked someone who knows what they are doing, but not many people can handle his cock and he finds really tight orifices to be uncomfortable.  Fucking someone roughly. The rougher the better. He loved being able to fuck someone until they pass out. He likes to dig his nails into their skin, spank them, slap them, pull on their head and choke them along other things. Daedrin is, just like his fathers, a sadist. He is a mix between the two, liking to do both psychological and physical torture to inflict pain and suffering onto his target. This side he will only reveal to special people who show to like that kind of thing, as this would be too much for most people to handle. Turn offs: 
      Pain. He cannot stand to be in pain, and it can be a very quick turn off for him. Penis Length: He sports a 20" Eldyrannth cock and has a 11 inch circumference.
      Breast Size: N/A
      Sensitivity: He has average sensitivity around his cock, however his arse is extremely sensitive. It’s why he tends not to let people touch his arse because of how sensitive it is. He also doesn’t tend to sit down for long periods of time due to how uncomfortable it is. 
      Additional Sexual Information: Running along the bottom of the penis is a spine that makes several hard protrusion along the lower part of the cock that the Eldyrannth can make pulsate at will. This usually makes it feel like he is coming inside of a female, and it can sometimes be so powerful that it feels like his entire dick is vibrating inside of her. It is a biological trick that he, as a Kae Eldyrannth, uses to trick a female Eldyrannth into heat and to drive her wild in mating lust. The head is also rather large and is slightly pointed so that it is easier to get the penis into the female vagina. Ringed behind the head of the dick like the ribs of a spine, going down to about mid-shaft while getting smaller each time, is a ring of hard flesh that pulsates much like their shaft. Each ring wraps around the entire shaft to the spine that runs along the underside of the penis.
      STD History: Clean, despite how promiscuous he is.
      Extra Information
      Father: He doesn’t have a singular father. Genetically, he has four, due to the fact that the sperm used for the father genes, was genetically spliced from four parents. Talrin Eldyrannth and Temaelrin Eldyrannth along with their Daedra forms; Tal’aar and Temael’aar. These four gene sets were spliced together, before fertilising the egg of the mother to create Daedrin.
      Mother: Talivana Eldyrannth.
      Siblings: Erikavana Xeno'rannth
      Grandparents: Jyravana Eldyrannth and Kayrin Eldyrannth
      Children: None. He has not had children in a long time.
      Grand-children: None.
      House: They own a rather large house with a fair few empty bedrooms in Upper Selil.
      Pet: There seems to be a Wolf, that lives there and acts like a domesticated dog, and a well trained one at that. It's actually a Fen'rar from Neptune, Neptune's Soul. Which is a perfectly sentient wolf like creature. It doesn't have a name, but Erickavana calls him Wolfy (Not to be confused with Wolfie or Wolfii), and it is intentional like a 'Nod' to Wolfie.
      History
      Awards/Commendations: EPSI Federation Permit to Time Travel for historical research - Granted. But in the current century he has none.
      Criminal Record: EPSI Federation: Clean. | Commonwealth: Clean. | Tau'ri: None. | Human 1200s: None. | Keza'maraki Sin-Clan Royal Family 1200s: Clean.
      Medical Record: He is currently on Stage IV of Inchor Crystallisation. 
      Bio: Daedrin was not born in this century, and is in fact a Time Traveller who has come back to make an accurate record of History while trying to keep his interaction with it to a minimum. He will give a story that he and his wife had always lived in Selil, and will even produce identification that will apparently back that claim up. His claimed history is that he was apprenticed to a blacksmith some years ago and learned the trade from him and eventually took over the shop. While that seems like a lie to most people, it is more of a half truth. His parents, particularly Talivana and Talrin, originated from the Kingdom of Craethiel, although from the city of Vorserend. He does actually hold citizenship in Selil, from the Keza State, under the Sin Clan. He was indeed apprenticed to a blacksmith within the city, where he was taught some skilled of the human trade. Much of his skill though comes from learning from the very best Eldyrannth blacksmiths, of both old and new techniques. However he has learnt the skills of this era so that he can better disguise himself. While his sister works a gardener for the Sin Clan Royal Palace, he has purchased a blacksmith in Selil’s Marketplace Square so that he can carry out his trade with his apprentices in relative peace.
    • ArdillaVerde93
      By ArdillaVerde93
      The following story contains foul language, depictions of mental disorders, depictions of suicide, and rape. If you find any of these subjects disturbing, TURN AWAY NOW!!!!
      What follows is a bit of a summary of several roleplays I've done privately with the wonderful @SMFoxy. The story is told by a Jirachi who mistakenly and tragically wasn't careful when granting wishes, and who now has a wish of her own. To make things right with her victims.
       
        This is the second time tonight. The second time I've woken up, screaming bloody murder and drenched in sweat. I can't sleep anymore. Not without the nightmares. They won't stop; every fucking night, they come back to haunt me, like ghosts! What did I do to deserve this? Sure, I haven't been perfect, but nobody has! Dammit, I was just doing my job! Arceus put me here to grant wishes, and that's what I did. Can I really be blamed for the times they went wrong? How could I have known their intentions? I'm a Legendary, sure, but there are still things I don't know. I assumed they could relate. I assumed everybody could! I... I just didn't realise the effect I could have on them. 7 acquaintences became victims. Victims of an old saying. "Be careful what you wish for." In one fell swoop, I ruined the lives of a trainer and 6 Pokémon. If I could take it all back, I would. I can. They just need to ask. But they won't. I've caused them too much pain for them to wanna seek my help. But I'd love a chance to apologise. Anything to stop these damned nightmares! They're in them. Always dying. Always dying! Fuck me; I'll never unsee those nightmares, if I live to be 100 years old!
       
        The storm that started everything. Was it supernatural? That, I can't answer. The weather is outside of my jurisdiction. But it came from nowhere, and battered Goldenrod City mercilessly. I saw 6 Pokémon huddled around their trainer, in a closet. They begged for safety. But not for themselves. They wanted their trainer to survive. They all survived; so did the house, by some miracle. But I watched them intently that night. They surrounded the boy with affection. He treated them well. Even after everything I've done to them, I'll stand by this until the day I die; he was never abusive to those Pokémon. Quite the opposite, in fact. Rarely does a Pokémon legitimately enjoy waiting on their "master." But all 6 of them did. 
       
        Their trainer fell asleep long before the storm subsided, but they still kept a close eye on him. It was honestly adorable. They each made a wish. And it was easy for me to grant them; the wishes were all the same. They whispered with each other how much they wanted to repay their master's love. It warmed my heart. I knew I had to help them, so I did. Finally, they settled on a wish. They wanted to be able to serve him properly. They eventually fell asleep, same as their trainer. It was... I think it was a half hour later. Not that it matters. I got started as soon as I was sure they were asleep. Fur and scales became hair and clothing. Their bodies, depending on species, either stretched or shrank. By the time the physical transformations had been completed, all 6 of the former Pokémon were mostly human. They still had their tails, and some other features. Their trainer could already understand them when they spoke their native tongues, but, since it'd be rather odd for them to walk around in public yipping and cooing like the creatures they were moments before, I altered their voices, as well, so they would speak English. This process, by the way, is not painless. None of them were; there's a reason why I waited until they were asleep. By the time I expected they would wake up, most or all of the pain would've gone away. But I wasn't finished yet. They wanted to serve; didn't they?
       
        They were all females. Their trainer isn't sexist. He just doesn't care for burly, musclebound brutes. His preference is for femininity, and it showed in his team. Not that he was ever sexually involved with them. He used to use them in battles, like the majority of trainers do. And, before you ask, no. I don't object to battles. There's a difference between contests of strength and skill, and brutal beatings. Yes, there are occasionally injuries from battles. But accidents can happen from the most innocuous of activities. Sweet, innocent Chansey Scouts trip and fall sometimes. It hurts, you cry, you get a bandage and/or a lollipop, and you go about your day. But I digress. 
       
        The trainer of the Pokémon I had just transformed held a spot in the Johto Hall Of Fame, which he earned when his team defeated the six battle-hardened, vicious Pokémon of the former champion, a trainer who thwarted terrorist attacks, traversed the entire Johto and Kanto regions, and tamed even the guardian of the sea and the sacred winged rainbow. But he didn't battle with them after his victory. Following that tremendous upset, he left competitive battling to focus on the medical field. A passion of his for a long time. In fact, even before the championships were a blip on the radar, he showed decent skills, being able to repair minor wounds, and cure minor ailments. To make extra money, he would moonlight at Pokémon Centres. By the time he was considering going to the Indigo Plateau, he barely needed Pokémon Centres for healing his beloved companions; he could fix everything from cuts and stings to broken bones. It seemed like just the natural progression of things; forgive me, but it brings to mind another old saying. "What're you going to do now?" "I'm going to Disney World!~" He used his fame from winning the championship to secure a job at the Pokémon Centre in his hometown. This boy became one of my victims. He has nothing now.
       
        The 6 Pokémon I transformed were a Bellossom, a Goodra, a Pachirisu, a Sylveon, a Vaporeon, and a Wigglytuff. To grant their wishes to be able to serve their master, I turned them into maids. I thought it would go over well with everyone. At least I was right in that respect. For a while, anyway. When they awoke the next morning, they all eagerly began their chores. Vaporeon had the poor luck to be the one to awaken the boy. They had been made to think their roles had always been theirs. I didn't think - damn; that's a theme - I would need to hypnotise him, too. He was furious. Not from being woken up by a beautiful anthropomorphic Vaporeon. But from being waited on.
       
        Trainers can sometimes forget that, were it not for the Pokémon they care for, they wouldn't be trainers. Nor can the Pokémon be champions without trainers to teach them the finer points of combat. Everyone has to work together. Of course, every partnership is different; in some cases, the trainer may have a disability, and their Pokémon have to work harder to come out on top. Or vice versa. I've seen deaf trainers win matches because their Pokémon could understand sign language. I've seen Pokémon with impaired vision use their other senses to outwit and topple opponents. But, at the core of everything, it boils down to teamwork. And these 6 girls were well-versed on the subject, before and after their transformations. As crazy as this is going to sound, after all of the praise I've just given their trainer, it's him that doesn't understand that. But the misunderstanding in this case is probably the opposite of what you might expect. See, he doesn't expect these Pokémon to do everything for him; he would prefer to be the one serving them.
       
        I should explain that I knew this boy before the storm. Well, saying that I knew him is a bit of an understatement. I would go so far as to say we were friends. I'm not going to reveal his name; I've revealed too much about him already. In fact, to be fair, he was submissive with me, too, so I suppose his behaviour towards his Pokémon shouldn't be so surprising to me. But he explained that it's because I'm a Legendary Pokémon. One of many that keep this world balanced. So maybe he has a point. But he spoiled those Pokémon rotten when he was still a trainer. Not that there's anything wrong with that. I guess, since I grant wishes, I do more or less the same thing anyway. He devoted his life to the care of Pokémon. Studying, healing, and training. But it all came crashing down around him when he tried to play Arceus.
       
        The trainer was born fully human; during a rescue mission, he accidentally bonded his soul to an artifact that fused his DNA with that of a female Cinccino. Still, he went on with his life, and even grew to love his new fluff. Until he was raped for it, that is. That was my first mistake; I should've stepped in. I offered him a wish to console him, but couldn't give him what he wished for. With all of his Pokémon being female, he wished to be feminised. Could I have done it? Without a shadow of a doubt. Child's play. But he held a very important job back then - he specialised in emergency medicine when he was a doctor - that would be put in jeopardy if he showed up in a dress and makeup. So I had to refuse. As horrible as this sounds, if he asked again, I'd grant his wish in a heartbeat, now that he's lost his job. Not granting his wish was my second mistake. And, unfortunately, soon after that, he managed to get in far over his head.
       
        His mission was noble; the species he had recently become a member of was, and unfortunately remains, severely endangered. The next time I offered him a wish, he made it right away. His wish was for a massive increase in their population. That was a good bit harder. I can warp bodies, minds, inanimate objects, and more. But creating life is something I'm not at all well-versed in. Mew and Shaymin handle that; in retrospect, I should've asked one of them. Preferably Mew; Shaymin didn't get along well with the boy. I knew I owed him, though, so I tried doing things myself. I won't go into specifics, but I messed up. Big time. Again, I should've asked Mew. My name was certainly mud with the boy and his former Pokémon after that, not that I blame them. But, with that, I struck out with the trainer. As ironic as this sounds, I wish the troubles had ended there. Of course, they didn't. The trainer was ruined, but the girls were in good health. Unfortunately, that was about to change. Starting with Vaporeon.
       
        Vaporeon, objectively, was hit the hardest. But they all suffered. Those poor girls lost their minds, and a good bit more. Even I couldn't have predicted the horrors that would befall them. In a way, it angers me; it really, truly does. So many evil people in this world, yet an innocent boy and 6 innocent Pokémon were harmed, just for making wishes! A wish to help a loved one, and a wish to save an endangered species. Not exactly scandalous. "But Jirachi! Just make everything better!" Believe me, I want to. But I can't do anything unless the request is worded as a wish. Arceus added that rule. And no, I can't just make the wish myself; it doesn't work. I've tried.
       
        As for what happened to the girls - the "horrors that befell them" - it seems each one bears a different curse. Bellossom constantly exudes a ludicrously strong floral scent. Pachirisu cries at the drop of a hat. Wigglytuff is a glutton. Vaporeon is the opposite; she starves herself. Sylveon is addicted to cosmetics. And Goodra is convinced she's the doting mother of her trainer. Huh? Bellossom's fate doesn't sound so bad? She's scrubbed herself raw trying to remove the stench. To no avail. Goodra doesn't sound like she got a bad deal, either. But you don't see her. She has absolutely gone insane. She fills her bedroom with what she insists are framed pictures of the trainer and her. They're all blank.
       
        The victim I see in my dreams changes often, but they die the same way each time! And the deaths, in stark contrast to the victims, aren't pretty. Wigglytuff collapses in agony, dead of a heart attack before reaching the Pokémon Centre. Bellossom is mauled by wild Pokémon. She cries out, but nobody is willing to bear her stench to rescue her. Sylveon is taken into an alleyway, raped, then beaten to death after being drugged while on a date. Vaporeon takes a final, shaking breath in her bed before her organs give out from starvation. Pachirisu, the poor dear, has an emotional breakdown and commits suicide by drinking various cleaning chemicals. And Goodra dies of shock upon finding her "child" hanging from a ceiling fan. 7 images, counting the trainer, that I don't think I'll ever get out of my head. For fuck's sake, every fucking dream is a snuff film! I can't take this much longer!
       
        I can't help them; I want to. I really, really want to! But I can't unless they make wishes, or someone makes wishes for them. Vaporeon was helped by a kind Delphox who wished her back to good health, but her mind is fried; I have absolutely no doubt that she's still gonna starve to death unless someone wishes her shattered psyche back together. I don't blame the Delphox, though. He and his daughter have hearts of gold, the both of them. I'll go to my grave insisting that he had Vaporeon's best interests at heart. As for his daughter, her wish broke my heart. Her mother died when she was too young to remember her. All she knew of her mother was stories, as though she was brought into this world by a fairytale princess. Of course, she wished for her mother back. And, of course, I granted her wish. Sort of. As it happens, her mother was a Cinccino. I can't resurrect the dead, but I can revive their souls. The poor trainer of the 6 ill-fated girls used to have a Cinccino, whom he had recently rediscovered was living comfortably in a nature preserve after being released. Sacrifices were made, and that Cinccino was given the memories of the young lady's mother. Both of them, and the Delphox, still live happy, healthy lives to this day; lucky them.
       
        But for the Delphox and his daughter, I probably would've eaten a shotgun shell quite some time ago. The blood of 7 innocent victims is on my hands, and I can't help them until they ask for it! The Delphox and the trainer are close friends. That's lovely; otherwise, I have a sneaking suspicion the trainer would've been found hanged with his own tail. Maybe that Delphox can turn things around. But, just in case, let me broadcast a plea to everyone reading this.
       
        If any of you see a male Cinccino anthro, or any of the 6 maids I mentioned, I beg you. Please, for the love of Arceus, tell them everything will be alright. And tell them I'm sorry, and that I'll do whatever I can to make everything up to them. Oh, and, if you see me, wish for something that benefits one of them. I promise, if you do, I'll give you a second wish. Whatever you want. That's a promise, literally in writing, from a Legendary. Just make the nightmares stop. If you don't feel sorry for me, which you probably shouldn't, at least do something for their sake. As badly as my nightmares have scarred my mind, at least they end when I wake up. I can't say the same for them.
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