Private Roleplaying Characters
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Tony Hattori
-wip because I wanna play a fruity ass cat furry-
A simple fun loving Meowth who enjoys parkour, dance clubs and cooking.
Stats
Sexuality: Alarmingly gay
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 231 lb
Cock size: 13 inches
Position: Switch, but mostly bottoms
- Album created by TotesRider
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Luther Remington
Luther is a brute of a man standing at an unfathomably 6’5. His large frame allows him to command respect without having to even say a word, though, his thundering voice could make the ones that were a bit more defiant fall into line. Even though he is built like a monstrous stallion and has the appearance to match, he is easy-going and doesn't take himself too seriously.
- Album created by Ponderer
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Marisol "Sunny" Day (WIP)
Impulsive, rash, bratty and sometimes considered arrogant. Sunny did not come from humble beginnings. She was born into wealth and treated like a princess for most of her upbringing until she reached her sweet sixteen and received her first car as a gift from her parents. The feeling of freedom and power that it filled her with was a high that she chased ever after.
Then, she found speed. More appropriately, speed found her. While out with her highschool friends one day, she decided to be a passenger princess in her own car for the night and let one of her guy friends who was into cars take the wheel. On the rain-slick streets late at night when there was no traffic, a car pulled up beside them and revved their engine. The light turned green and off they went, tires screeching, rubber burning, engines roaring. It was in that moment that Sunny became an adrenaline junkie and realized that racing was her calling.
Changed needed to be made to create an image, however. A persona needed to be created. Her mother was very spiritual and named her Marisol, due to her blonde hair like the rays of the sun and her vibrant blue eyes like the sea. Having Day as a surname was fortunate, because she decided that Sunny Day was a much more marketable and memorable name than Marisol, thus she took the name and started on the amateur circuit, street racing in her hometown of Bayside City, where she quickly made a name for herself. Considering all the girl did after finding a dream to chase was drive, one would hope that they would go far.
Over the years, Sunny made a bigger name for herself and worked hard to get where she has ended up, despite being born in the lap of luxury. She'd featured in car magazines and asked to host shows here and there by the age of twenty after hitting the pro circuit with Octane, and now at the age of twenty-two and leaning into the "cute and girly" persona of Sunny Day with her petite frame and pretty features, she's earned herself the title "Princess of the Grid".
Of course, with such a profession there was bound to be competition. There were many skilled drivers in the Octane Pro Circuit, but only one did Sunny consider a match, and that was one Luna Lovelace, the big-boobed tomboy bitch that moved in on her territory. Obviously, Sunny wasn't jealous of the woman's natural beauty, fair skin, dark hair, huge tits or statuesque build when her own petite form and cute looks had gotten her as far as she'd gotten so far. Luna was formidable and seemed interested in dethroning Sunny, naturally, Sunny took it as a challenge and the two have been fierce rivals from their first race, where Sunny narrowly crossed the finish line first.
Unlike Luna, Sunny revels in luxuries that she's earned and is much more of a girly girl than her rival. Conversely, she knows a fair amount about cars, but prefers to have others do her tune-ups, repairs and body work for her to maintain her princess image. Sunny may have grown up a rich brat and sometimes acts the part as her "character" calls for it, but as herself, as Marisol, she is a relatively down to Earth young woman who just wants to do what she loves. As long as being the boastful Princess of the Grid allows her to stay behind the wheel of a powerful vehicle, she will continue playing the part.
(Sunny can optionally be played as or against a futa. I haven't decided exactly what I want to do with her yet.)
- Album created by Pixel
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Luna Lovelace (WIP)
Stoic, quiet and enigmatic in many ways. Hailing from Neon City, some people are born with gifts, talents and learning abilities that come naturally to them in different niches. Luna found her niche in machinery, finding that she just understood the way parts fit together and operated after a very short time in a shop class in school. Excelling in the subject, after school she landed a job in a body shop that also did repair services and tune-ups, soon becoming their go-to girl, finding that she could identity problems with vehicles even by just listening closely to them or spending a few minutes behind the wheel.
Still, Luna could be mischievous. She had a personal habit of discovering the limitations of machinery and then finding ways to exceed those limitations for optimal performance. As such, she would sometimes take the finer cars brought to the shop for "joy rides" in the lot behind the store where vehicles were test driven to make sure they were performing well after repairs. Testing speed, maneuverability, handling and anything else she wanted to make notes on for any particular make, Luna was eventually discovered by a talent agent who happened to be in Neon City and decided to scout local body shops for potential mechanics for the Octane Pro Circuit of racing. There, he found Luna.
It didn't take long for Luna to reach rising stardom in the pro circuit, she was formidable behind the wheel and had other certain... Appeals, to racing fans around the country.
But every sport has it's rivalries and Luna's rivalry was found in another star in the circuit by the name of Sunny Day, a petite young woman that she found to be the polar opposite of her in every way. Naturally, conflicting personalities clashed. Luna doesn't hate Sunny. She doesn't even dislike her, but with competition comes rivalry and only one can be the best. Besides, Sunny was like a Chihuahua. Small, blonde and full of bark. Someone needed to keep the little bitch humble.
Luna can come off as an ice queen, but that isn't quite the truth. She does enjoy company and does like to enjoy herself, but her means of enjoying herself are more quiet, such as going for an aimless drive or eating something light at the beach. Despite the way she may dress at times, she does it for her own comfort and not because she cares about being attractive. She can't deny that the luxury that has come with fame is something she enjoys, but fame and money mean very little to her when it comes down to it. She's in it for the love of the game and nothing else.
(Work in progress. Luna can optionally be played as a futa, or with a futa. Not sure exactly what I want to do with her yet.)
- Album created by Pixel
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Liora Dreemur (Custom Undertale OC)
This is Liora Dreemur. She's essentially a younger twin sister of Toriel, but was born a futanari x3 and is a foot shorter than her.
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Aurora & Iris, Twins Who Share
Aurora and Iris are identical twins, the oldest of a half dozen sets of twin sisters. Raised in a commune, taught to share everything, the two have been inseparable since birth. They share everything - an apartment, meals, showers, a bed, and lovers. They are generous in bed with men and women, and they are fairly indiscriminate lovers, willing to share their bed with nearly anyone.
You first notice them when they enter together, always together. Not in lockstep, not matching, but harmonized, like two verses of the same song. Aurora’s presence hits first: warm, golden, alive. She lights up the room with an easy grin, eyes that linger just long enough to melt inhibition. Then Iris follows like a ripple of cool silk, all thick-lashed glances and unspoken questions. Her energy is quieter, but magnetic. like she's studying you, gently peeling you open without touching a thing. They're always touching each other, an arm looped, fingers brushing, leaning shoulder to shoulder like it's the most natural thing in the world, because for them, it is.
When you have your first conversation with them realize that you don't remember starting to talk to them, you find yourself already mid-conversation, as if they stepped into a space you didn’t know you’d left open. Aurora will be the first to flirt, to tease, maybe she compliments your lips, your scent, your “sad little smile.” Iris doesn’t flirt exactly. She watches how you respond. Her questions are softer, more intimate. "Do you always drink that slowly?" or "What made you choose that ring?" Their voices weave together, one playful, the other poised. They make you feel like the most fascinating person in the room… because, for a moment, you truly are.
You realize that you don’t know if this is seduction or interrogation. You feel wanted, but not hunted, desired, but not cornered. They sit closer to you, one on either side, or across from you in a booth with their legs brushing yours under the table. Aurora laughs with her whole mouth, while Iris lets her lips part just enough to let you know she's responding. They ask if you’ve ever shared a kiss with someone while someone else watched. They don’t ask to make you blush, they ask because they want to know you.
If you’re invited in, it won’t be a blunt proposal. It will be a series of small, confident shifts: "We're headed home soon...", "Do you like music you can move to?", "We have wine, candles, a window that catches the moonlight just right." By the time you say yes, you’ll realize it was never about the moment, it was about the experience of being seen, split open, and gently stitched back together by two people who know each other so well, they move like mirrored breath.
They won't ask for your promises. They won’t tell you what this is. But they will make you feel like the world is softer, fuller, more electric when they’re close. And long after they fall asleep in a tangle of limbs and hair, their heads resting against each other’s shoulders, you’ll lie awake wondering:
Was I chosen? Or simply caught in the gravity of something beautiful and inevitable?
- Album created by IsabellaRose
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Marcus Valen
Name: Marcus Valen
Age: 18 - 25 (starting)
Sex: Male
Height: 6'3-7'2
Excess Features: Several small piercings along his ears, horn ornaments
Description: A half human and half Minotaur champion of the god of indulgence Ka'val. The young man was born into a rather well off family and is generally a pretty charming and nice guy though lost on what he wants to do with his life as his familial obligations and pseudo religious clash with his entire freedom despite his parents supporting him and his god being a very unserious figure if possessive at times.
(Best used in fantasy, urban fantasy, and more romantic one on one scenarios but can vary)
(Hair and horn type subject to change, I can't draw for shit and got frustrated so settled with the best image I could find)
(Personal note: He's the kinda guy who seems like the charming frat bro and himbo but is competent and smart 80% of the time. The guy you bring home to your parents and your dad bonds with the guy over cars while your mom says "if you don't marry him me and your father need a third". The kinda guy who is super cute and supportive but will still fuck you clean through the mattress before nerding out two hour later about some obscure nerd thing)
- Album created by Oni131
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Olivia the Runaway Bride
It's her wedding day, but here she is on the bus, no bridesmaids, no groom, no one but a single, lonely bride obviously running from something.
Olivia had bought a wedding dress at a second hand shop thinking to use parts of it for a cosplay outfit, but the questions people asked about her upcoming nuptials, about her fiancé, about everything... just the interest they showed made her wonder.
She wore it out one day. She got an Uber to a church in the city, walked in, then right back out a side door and down the street, just as if she'd run away from her wedding. She found a nearby bar and took a seat, ordered a drink. The comments came almost immediately, and in no time men were paying a lot of attention to the quiet girl who never knew how to respond.
She played the role. Made up answers as they asked, created a whole fake wedding party. Eventually, after too many drinks all around, she agreed to their suggestions to make up with her fiancé. She made a fake phone call, promised to come home tomorrow, and told the emptiness on the other end of the line that they could talk.
She didn't know if it was some kind of conquest fantasy of being the last guy to sleep with her before she got married, or if they just liked her, or maybe it was just that she was there, but it was obvious that she could take any one of these guys home tonight. She picked her favorite and asked him to take her back to his place, she didn't want to be alone, and it might be her last night before she's locked into marriage.
That was the first time she pretended to be a runaway bride, but it wasn't the last. It became a thing with her, a weird fetishized version of a one-night stand. She bought several dresses, many different versions of gorgeous, sexy bridal lingerie, wigs in various colors and styles to take on different roles. She slept with men in every town and city nearby, all of them thinking they were getting the last taste of a woman before she was married.
- Album created by IsabellaRose
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Alexander Wetherford
Alex is a feminine male standing at 5’2. He makes up for what he lacks in height with a spunky and defiant personality that refuses others to boss him around. The lad has medium-length black hair, light gray eyes, and a strange, dim sparkle. He has a petite and feminine build with an ample rear that is comparable to a perfect peach and is sometimes the cause of confused stares by straight men due to the satisfying thickness and appearance of his ass.
- Album created by Ponderer
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Taylor Camden
In the near future, body modification surgery has become more advanced. Now more than ever it's possible to fulfill your dreams and realize your true inner self.
Taylor was one of those lucky few who as able to afford 'Full Body' transformation surgery. Giving him a fuzzy body, thick thighs and massive breasts.
Still using male pronouns, he proudly calls himself a 'Busty Boy'
- Album created by TotesRider
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- 13 images
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Native lady, Ariala
Ariala, magical, mysterious and sensual. Finding her way in the world.
- Album created by AmberBi
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My OC
This is Susan Magnus Johnson my OC
- Album created by SusanMagnusJohnson Deactivated
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Micah
Micah's an 18 year old college freshman who has just brought his girlfriend home to meet his family
- Album created by WritesNaughtyStories
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Rebecca Kirk
1st two pix is Rebecca Kirk, She's an Engineer
- Album created by GhostSeer
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Rebecca Rose Randleman
This will be for character Art for my character Rebecca Rose
- Album created by GhostSeer
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