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Idea I'm currently into character wise An Ethnomusicologist (A bit anachronistic here if that's alright, the discipline only started in the 1970s though we don't have to give it a name) and popular performer who essentially becomes a cursed to be a conduit for some manner of Eldritch entity to preform music that causes momentary like momentary Psychosis while preforming (whether they're playing guitar, singing, etc and somehow hearing full arrangements or feeling the emotions the music evokes literally and acting on it.) during their study of ancient musics. I mean potentially causing a orgy while singing, or forcing people into a little musical...literally. This would mostly happen when they "give in fully" to the music which happens at random or they can choose to do but they must preform. They're trying to find a way out but obviously its not that easy and people might want them (be they law, or cults devoted to the entity). Not sure how viable that is in play, would definitely have to be cool with unknowable entities of some sort. Kinda playing around with the Singing Cowboy archtype and mixing it with some Indiana Jones and Robert E Howard and or Lovecraft.

That's a pretty neat idea I think! I don't know what your guy's references for Weird West and Steampunk is so no idea how weird you guys like it or how far Isabella wants to take it but I do like it fairly weird, and a bit anachronistic myself so that sort of origin strikes me as proper. As for a list of things I'd personally definitely liked to see touched on: - Automatons - Airships (barring that just anachronistically good trains) - The Ruins of Ancient long-dead (or are they?) civilizations to explore or utilize especially if we're a traveling people. - Magic being more esoteric and difficult to fully understand, not something fully controllable even with all the science. It'll really help it feel special especially with a consequence and less gamified even if whatever problem happens to crop up is using it like an evil cult or some such. Can't think of much else though. Think I've narrowed down the character I wanna play though thinking about all this. Excited to see where all this goes!

Well I was thinking the tribe idea for the origin if there really needed to be more beastfolk but differences within is another matter. I don't think it would cause too much an issue as we're currently in the "fleshing out setting details" stage I believe but its just a suggestion if there are to be more animal types in the world between groups.

Well if the world involved the supernatural in any way it could always be the result of tribal myths. Rare enough but with an origin if a bit undefined maybe they trace to a singular tribe but if they don't come exactly from the same place its because that tribe has obviously spread out. Some measure of truth sort of situation.

I'll either be going with abomination or the Singer for this particular group. Well see, might be giving the group its Odd Man.

I definitely want Automatons to be part of the world

Oh what I've listed I've narrowed it down to: The Abomination: A former Archaeologist turned unfortunate victim of a mad scientist that has been turned into a freak of nature and seeks a way to regain their humanity, or come to grips with their new state of being and its potential gifts. "Sexy" Lean: Might have been changed to satisfy those with peculiar taste. A perfect party favor. The Conductor: Grew up around trains all their life and fell in love with the roar of their wheels, and workings. Eventually came to own their own line and aggressively expanded it, and further seeks to expand it outward even dealing with negotiations and troubles themselves . "Sexy" Lean: Can't think of one, might offer special services for special client that are quite popular. The Bounty Hunter: Lover of money, amorous, and selfish they hunt down just about any target for the right price. "Sexy" Lean: Might prefer not to kill their targets and instead subdue them through the use of their body no matter the target(s). The Cursed Singer: A rising star who had a voice "blessed by god" but unfortunately breaking some poor woman's heart got them cursed so its the exact opposite and their hypnotic tones causes them trouble just about everywhere they go now. "Sexy" Lean: Known for their salacious lyrics the type of trouble they cause tends to involve a lot of naked people. The Writer: A failing writer desperately searching for new leads to write about to regain their former glory. They don't care whether its true or false, they seek the perfect tale and will stop at nothing to find it. "Sexy" Lean: A particularly prolific smut writer looking for new adventures, and will even go so far as to make it happen in order to have the perfect material to write about. The Excommunicated: Loyal to God but along the way got themselves into trouble that caused them to be exiled from their church. "Sexy" Lean: Somewhere along the line they got the idea that sex and all manner of debauchery would get them closer to God and their desire (and frightening ability) to spread these teachings has gotten them in trouble...worse it might be effective or dedicated to the wrong god but they don't know it. Extra: The Submariner: A master of all things aquatic, they came to captain their own submarine to explore the deep dark depths of the ocean. The danger of the oceans, however, caused them to turn their diving suit into one fit for war but when the water is involved they're more than ready. (Just to touch on the Jules Verne area)

I have quite a few ideas I'm really into though among my favorite at the moment: - An unfortunate archaeologist whose physical form has been twisted either by the work of another or due to certain strange experiences - A foreign hunter who moved to the West to experience a new frontier - An automaton bartender or bartender hopeful - A wandering bounty hunter with a weapon addiction - A writer looking for a good story to save a failing careers looking into strange happening - A cursed singer looking for ways to save themselves - A nun/priest who could also be an automation whose church was destroyed by a cult making them the last Will narrow it down once I know what group I'm rolling with of course, might change entirely. I'm never short of ideas and all that.

2 groups is probably for the best I think though one will have 5.

Always helps to have a common goal. Will just have to decide what it is once actual set-up gets going.

Pretty good list though I imagine no matter what the given groups decide (Whether it be one super group given the interest or two separate) that the found family angle just kinda naturally comes out. I don't think an origin should be fully picked though until the players see what their running mates are able to put together. Personally thought I quite like 9, 3, 6, 2, and 7 in that order not that some of these can't be combined in some way.

Magic is actually pretty common in any sort of "Pulp" genre like Steampunk and westerns just more lowkey. Witches with mysterious works, magical societies, mystic power sources, the obvious inhumans and the like. Could fit in easy but plans and group decisions. I'm so excited for the possibility of this that I'm just de-facto building up my image choices for any sort of character that might fit in.

https://www.donbisdorf.com/cortex/players/ListenYokelBreath/ Found this on a basic search but don't know how specific you might need it but it can set up a room and we can see other rolls.

Miro looks like a pretty neat way to keep track of things or build it out. I've never used it before but it looks like a good way to reference things. I am curious how the rolling will be handled myself but I imagine the players will need to make sure to keep track of any changes as a group effort. Cortex, at least in the ones I played, did rely on constant communication which I'm good with. Kept notes and all that.

I've just been watching and admittedly I am fairly new to Cortex (Played a few games recently but none of them worked out long) and I certainly have no intentions of vanishing anytime. I love the premise. If there is room, I'd love to join in.

"Good answer~" she complemented keeping her hand moving as a guide as she held her chin. She continued to look deep in her eyes in return. She liked that response to her question, the small pause letting her know she was thinking deep about it. She tilted her head at the answer and then trailed her form as she lifted her top to reveal more of herself. If mother was inclined perhaps she should have also ripped that apart but instead she'd settle for making sure she could excise her scent. That was good enough payment for what Alais had done to her clothes wasn't it? Thoughts for later as now she couldn't help but admire the Satyr's form. Abs shining with sweat, beautiful dark skin, muscle both subtle and obvious that really did lend credence to her profession. She looked upward towards her breasts tipped with dark, stiff petals. They were beautiful. Mother did appreciate bodies of all sorts and she especially appreciated the differences to her own. They were both beauties, with Alais being the stronger bodied of them and yet parts of her still looked soft and pliable. Young was her ally here, and yet Mother imagined that if she had been anyone else and had been any other way she'd have adored being taken in those arms....well...she did still adore it but for different reasons. The offer was tempting! More than truthfully especially as she basically told her she wanted to be entirely covered. Mother...agreed. She smiled and ran a thumb along her bottom lip and leaned down to bite it gently "All is fair." The heat even the brush against that hot rod of hers. Mother felt spoiled at the moment. 3 hands, and good rhythm. She smiled "Just like that dear." falling into it. No need to hold back she just leaned in and enjoyed it. She tired every movement of their hands, providing a little variation where Alais couldn't to keep the pleasure consistent. Pulsing and pumping, taking in the strong smell of they had create there and of Alais. She was moaning, humming, singing a little even which only grow unsteady bit by bit. Precum began to leak from her cock making things slicker and more easy. She pulled Alais close. No words, just allowing her to feel her breath over her skin. She kept counting. No discipline...that would be rude. 4000+ years of experience and she never tired of this feeling in particular especially at the hands of a good partner. Alais was, indeed, a good partner. There was plenty she could learn but plenty she could do even like this. A good reward for her hard work. Alais wanted mess and so...she got one. It was somewhat stronger this time but by and large it was the same more subdued action. The first few spurts of thick semen covering her abs and hands before mother shifted moving upward and using her own hand to aim her treasure at her breasts. A flood of white, but with a stronger pleasant smell. Earthy, herbal as well but well...Mother was clearly not some regular human. She had enough to absolutely make a mess of things as required bubbling up and bursting to paint her with lust. Lines of which stuck against her dark flesh. It died down eventually, but it still seemed to drip a bit. They really were making a mess of things. Mother was absolutely capable of matching several men it seemed. Just a small benefit of being well....a lot more than meets the eye. She let her cock fall and land against her "You are a treat dear. I assume that satisfies....for this round?" not that this was over as she sat down. She wanted more. Alais needed more she was sure.

Volta hummed in pleasure as Alais removed her mouth, hearing her words along with her increased movement made the older woman's heart flutter just a bit more. She didn't think of Alais as lesser at all but there was something wonderful in her trying her best, fighting the obvious need to return a lustful favor that absolutely charmed Mother. She smiled "And that is their shame." if no one else would allow Alais to act as the clearly sexual being she was then Mother was more than happy to allow her some room...so long as she set the pace. She pressed into Alais as the Satyr buried her face between her breasts and took in her scent. She hugged her close happy to even shake playfully. She seemed almost shy, burying her face in her breasts again. She enjoyed it greatly. Mother took in the sensation especially as her quick strokes continued without pause. Her cock pulsed and then she tightened her grip "Addicting? You flatter me dear." put a hand on her chin. The hand on her ass....soft but with a clear tone. She moaned out "Does this feel soft?" she whispered to her reaching down to help squeeze her cock before she let Alais retain her free reign. She leaned down and leaned to whisper in her ear "Does the softness of my body entice you more? Or are you more taken with the hardness of my cock blacksmith? Do you enjoy the difference?" she moaned into her ear. Mother did like to play with it. She looked like a simple woman but she used her assets either way to get what she wished. "Do you want me to pour my seed in your hands Alais? Or would you prefer something a little messier to even the mess?" he hand joining Alais's in concert to speed things along practically acting as a small guide. She like how rough and how Alais felt against her. The callouses and the clearly rough skin reminded her a lot of the warriors, the guard, the strong ones she played with long ago. She really was feeling it but she had enough control to pose the question.

Well at least she got an apology, but Alais soon went to worshiping her breasts again and Mother allowed it. She let out a pleased hum as she felt those hands clap down on them, sinking deeper into the softness. The beautiful pink tips that topped them were hard, responding well to her movements and Mother let out a small sigh "I am quite immune to the sun in that regard." she sad though the idea her companion had been even more enamored with the unfamiliar flesh was enough to melt away more of her momentary annoyance at the tatters of her clothes. She didn't resist as Alais enclosed a mouth around it, sucking and licking away. She moaned slightly, putting a hand to her head and working her fingers into her hair. It felt quite nice. The hand wandering over her curves, over that smooth flesh until it found her rod. She hummed. It seemed Alais did have some presence of mind to play with Mother the same way she did. She cooed a bit "Good girl...just like that." Mother's cock was not nearly as hot as the Satyr's, but as she rubbed her hands over it in motioned not as practiced as her own the Greek would find her a cock hardening in her hand. Long and fat as before, but still slick with the remnants of their tryst. Mother still smelled sweet despite their activities, the perfume or perhaps it was her own natural smell like a light vanilla, a gentle fruitless behind it like...pomegranate. It only seemed to increase as her cock hardened more "Just like that." she said. It didn't take mother much either because well...why would she want it to? If she wanted it she could have kept pounding the Satyr. She could have filled her over and over but Mother was fair all things considered. Was Alais hoping to milk her as she had just done. Sully herself and the couch more? Mother did like that idea. She brought her other hand up to her breast and sunk her fingers in, walking them up its peak to twist and press. Oh she did have some skill...

Mother just waited by while Alais finally got up, level with her breasts and looking with intent. She nodded her approval instead moving her hands so that Alais had unfettered access...or at least as much access as she could manage with her outfit there. It certainly didn't stop her. The groping drawing a small blush as her rough hands kneaded in. Soft and smooth, Mother had put quite some work into her attire and it just barely interfered with the feeling of those strong hands playing with her body. Mother was proud of her figure, as soft as Alais noted and unblemished. Mother did go out of her way to avoid doing anything that might mark her. She remained still as Alais ran her hands over her and seemed to be looking for something. That look on her face.... Mother's lips parted in an affort to relay information to the Blacksmith that the quickest way to remove her outfit was to-riiiip! Well...Silk could be strong but not in this event. The Cloth was so easily pulled as well though it held up better against her impatient grip if only barely. The clasps that held bits of it in place popped and full to the floor. The silk bodysuit It tore in Alais's grip and moved from her body with just a little strain leaving her somewhat bared. though of course Alais couldn't have gotten all of it in one measure. Mother remained here she was, blinking a few times in surprise. Well.... A sigh crept past her lips and she looked down "āi yā. I should have anticipated that." but what was done was done. She had planned to cleaning the outfit later but plans did change. She did not seem to angry about it "Beautiful brute. I should punish you for that but I am charmed enough at this moment." Oh well...punishment could follow in some form later but for now she merely allowed Alais to continue ripping at her dress until she bared enough for her or at least was there in the lace undergarment she wore which were the only things preventing her from being entirely nude. She did not let Alais destroy that. She pulled it from her body after undoing the clap and set them aside. Only a few things remained on her body such as a single stocking and the remnants of the body stocking legs here and there. It almost looked as though she had been set upon. Ah well. She moved to her elbow "I do hope you appreciate the sight." she hummed though she did somewhat doubt that Alais had the mind at present for any similar to what mother did for her. She moved back and motioned for Alais to get closer.

Guilty as hell. Growing up where I do in the South its practically a requirement. Next person is a big fan of pie.

No worries! We were a bit unsure but I think you've given us a bit of motivation with your return lol Just depends on what everyone is wanting to do. See what can be done once Alais and Mother have had their fun as well.

@AJoeOfSubjectiveQuality Oh no Ash is absolutely very friendly (in the short times I got to speak and roleplay together with them). I don't think they'd mind either really though to make it mostly frictionless I'd personally leave the number blank and just make a room for the character is mostly what I was getting at. The number can be retroactively given. I did suggest making activities in the escapades area though since the other rooms beside the Lobby and Bar aren't done. That I think we're all mostly in agreement on if we're determined to keep this place active in the meantime.

Shamelessly peeking in on the Ayers and Miu room

Would be for the best, though the character introduction process is also kind of disrupted so you won't really have a room number rn

A limit wasn't set before the club owner went silent.