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Embrasure

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  1. The thong, The thong for Kuzco, The thong chosen especially to kill Kuzco, Kuzco’s thong, That thong?
  2. Are you blind?
  3. Why would you eat out AND eat out in the same room?
  4. but what would we try?
  5. But why bother trying?
  6. Should you be asking that?
  7. What happened to hard copies?
  8. Welcome
  9. Welcome
  10. Ringing, high-pitched ear-splitting ringing, which was all that could be heard, the warm feeling of life leaving his body, soaking in the cotton undershirt. Dax was unsure, disoriented, lost, his normal impeccable sense of direction had been shaken loose from his mind, his vision blurred by the blood in his eyes making it impossible to find a landmark. He was aimlessly wandering, he thought back to what had happened, he remembered the contract, the beast, the claws details, however, were fuzzy vague shapes feelings, fears. His hand landed on a tree for support, the pain in his side screaming to unimaginable heights causing his knees to buckle under him. He fell to the ground with his hand clutching his blood-soaked side, his teeth gritted with pain. His eyes slammed shut for a moment, before his mind was taken with sleep a clinking of metal broke through the ringing in his ears. His eyes opened with earnest effort, through the haze of pain he spotted a billow of smoke following the trail he saw a building of some kind. With a great push of effort, he hauled himself forward towards the building. Dax broke out of the tree line great sword trailing behind him as he clung to it for dear life. He did not make it more than ten feet before the pain overwhelmed him, his eyes slamming shut as his body forced him to stop. His limp body fell to the ground with a thud.
  11. Dump da dump daaa
  12. Premise You weren’t summoned to save the world. You weren’t chosen to wield a legendary blade or lead an army. Instead, ancient magic tears you from your world for a far stranger purpose: you are bound as the Sacred Consort to one of the most powerful beings in the realm — a sovereign ruler, a feared demon lord, a reclusive dragon king, or an untouchable archmage. The ritual does not ask for permission. The bond is sealed the moment you arrive. And the ruler? They never asked for you either. The Core Dynamic The Sacred Bond is more than symbolic. It creates a living, breathing connection between you: You can sense one another’s emotions. Physical proximity amplifies awareness. Pain, desire, fear, and longing can echo faintly across the link. The bond grows stronger through emotional vulnerability and intimacy. Whether either of you wants it or not, your fates are now intertwined. Political Intrigue & Power Struggles Court life is anything but peaceful. Nobles question your legitimacy. Rivals attempt to seduce, manipulate, or disgrace you. Religious factions claim the bond is divine destiny. Enemies of the throne see you as the ruler’s greatest weakness. Worse still, the ruler may resent the magic that forced this upon them. You are not just a partner — you are proof that even they are subject to higher forces. Trust is not immediate. Affection is not guaranteed. But power flows both ways. Rising Power Arc As the bond deepens, something changes. You begin to draw strength from the ruler’s magic. Ancient sigils respond to your presence. The court starts to realize you are not merely ornamental. Your influence grows — subtly at first, then unmistakably. Are you becoming a political asset? A threat? Or something far more dangerous? Slow-Burn Tension Opportunities This premise thrives on charged proximity and emotional build-up: Magical resonance that forces you to remain close for stability. Shared dreams that blur the line between subconscious and confession. Ritual ceremonies that require physical closeness. The contrast between cold, regal composure in public and raw vulnerability in private. Navigating wildly different cultural expectations around touch, devotion, and desire. Every glance in the throne room means something different than a whisper in dimly lit chambers. Long-Term Story Potential This concept supports layered, ongoing storytelling: Is the bond fate… or political manipulation? Can love grow from something imposed? What happens if one of you tries to break the connection? Will you remain consort — or eventually rule as equal? The Sacred Consort story is not just about romance. It’s about power, identity, choice, and the tension between destiny and free will. And in a world ruled by magic, even the most reluctant bond can reshape empires.
  13. Hey I would love to give this a go!
  14. Hey this looks like it could be really fun, if your still looking I'd love to give it a whirl.
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