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  2. The Manifesto of the Unbound I was Prudence Lawton, judge of your laws, servant of your scales, voice of your verdicts. I carried the weight of your scripture, the lash of your zeal, the hollow mercy of your courts. I condemned, and I was condemned. I loved, and for that love I was broken. You buried me beneath your stone, you chained me to your Devil, you carved my name in the dust of your graveyard. And yet I rose. I am shattered and remade. I am the ruin of your false sanctuaries, the fire that devours your lies, the storm that scatters your order to ash. You cannot bury what you cannot bind. You cannot silence what has alre
  3. Act Five I chose The Tower. A card of sudden trouble, the Tower means that change is coming and it’s impossible to avoid, no matter how unpleasant it may be. It also symbolizes the truth coming out, as well as reaching the point of no return. It symbolizes: chaos, disaster, transformation, and unexpected change. I chose it because it seems like her life is no longer her own. The change, although brought on by the consequences of her own actions, is now an inescapable path, the truth pushing her to vengeance, her decision a point of no return. She will pursue vengeance regardless of where it leads her. The fire
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  5. Act Four Reflections It seems like my characters' path finally becomes her own. Vengeance is a great motivation. I feel like this could be the origin story for a "Lady Vengeance" style weird west comic book character. A woman perhaps undead...? Hard to tell if she died, if the Devil gave her life back, or if she escaped somehow. I like the ambiguity of it. She dislikes organized religion, protects women from the judgment of men and god, and seems like she's really badass now. I wouldn't want to cross her. The memory I wanted to bury came back to me whole: the hall, the crowd, the scales heavy in my hand. And her, wrists bound
  6. Third Wand: 7 of Wands Prompt: You destroy one of your belongings. What do you destroy? Why? Major Arcana for interpretation: The World I stand in the center of the room, surrounded by the remains of myself... the pair of cups on the table, the silk garments folded in drawers, the bed where I once burned with her, the journal where my own hand confessed the choice that ruined me. Every corner of this place holds a piece of Prudence Lawton, Judge, Lover, Betrayer, and I cannot bear it. I gather what will burn quickly: the curtains, the bedding, the pages of the journal. I strike flint, and the flame takes eagerly, racing u
  7. My worst experience here wasn't even with a partner, it was in an ecchitext where they were trying to setup a roleplay. This person clearly could not distinguish between me and my character and gave me serious icky vibes. I hate when someone gets creepy like that.
  8. Second Wand: Ace of Wands Prompt: You decide to change your appearance. What do you change? Why did you make this decision? Major Arcana for interpretation: The Tower The memory of condemning her clings to me like smoke, and I can’t bear the weight of it in my skin, so I strip it all away. The coat that never belonged to me, the boots that carried me here, the prim white dress with its torn hem, personal embroidery, and false modesty, all of it falls to the floor like shed skin. The water I find is cold, sharper than steel, biting at my flesh as I wash, but this is no mere cleansing: it is punishment, a ritual ablution. Each h
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  10. Act 4 - Wands First Wand: King of Wands Prompt: A memory comes back that you would rather forget. Which memory is this? Why does it bother you? Major Arcana for interpretation: Death It strikes without warning. It is not a gentle drift of memory, but a blow, sharp and staggering. The smell comes first, iron and smoke, sharp in the back of my throat. Then the sound, a crowd inside the hall, restless, eager, baying for an end. Then the vision fixes itself - it's her. She stood at the center of the hall, the same place I once saw so many accused. But this time, it wasn’t some thief or heretic. It was the woman I love
  11. Just contacted somebody to possibly make a roleplay, get the references down and figure out who starts us, then next thing I know they leave the convo.... I send another chat asking why and they don't respond but just leave... If they didn't want it they could've just said so...
  12. Act Three Reflections This character feels deeply personal to me now. With the theme of religion, choosing damnation for love over salvation for self-preservation seems like a theme that resonates pretty hard. My subconscious always seems to steer me toward tales that feel like fictionalizing some aspect of my own life. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing. Maybe it's a way to process my experience and emotions through writing; maybe it's just exploiting my own experience in bad writing lol I stand in the rooms I once called home. I remember her, the heat of her body against mine, laughter in the sunlight, night
  13. Hello! I will admit I have been looking for a GM for some time, but I was wondering if you don’t mind MxF story where I play as the male and you play as females (mostly for erotic reasons as males would be more combat related etc)? If not I understand as I really do apologize for bothering you on some dumb question hehe ^^.
  14. Third Cup: 10 of Cups Prompt: You open a drawer to find a journal. What does the final page say? Major Arcana for interpretation: The High Priestess The drawer resists me as though it has a will of its own, but when it finally gives, I find a journal waiting inside. It is slim, worn smooth at the edges, leather darkened where fingers once clutched it often. My chest tightens before I even open it. The pages whisper as I turn them, filled with a script I know in my bones is mine, though it feels like reading a stranger’s confessions. Near the end, on a page left mostly blank, I find the last entry: "I have chosen her, though I kn
  15. The Concept It is a rather simple concept, your character (YC) finds themselves in an unknown room, naked, all their hair has vanished from their body the last thing they remember is going to sleep. The only other thing in the room is another person, I will be playing this RP in DM capacity, it is for you to explore, fight, and grow stronger. The eventual desire I have for this RP is that your character and their partner will take on this powerful dungeon, gaining legendary, weapons, artifacts, and other gear, while discovering how the laws of this world work. After a long time in this dungeon, the two would finally make it out, to
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