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  1. Cobb Devlin

    The girl sat on the cold steel railing of the Hanover Harbor bridge staring at the mist-shrouded river far below. The city felt still this early in the morning. Occasionally, a car drove past her, but the drivers either didn't see her or didn't care enough to slow down. Probably the latter , Mya thought.
    She shivered in the cool air, but didn't bother to zip up her jacket. It doesn't really matter anymore, she thought. Her tights and leotard provided almost no warmth for her thin frame at all; the torn strap over her left shoulder barely held together even with the safety pin she hastily applied earlier as she fled from the theater. She had warmer, better clothes in the small duffel on the walkway behind her, but she didn't care enough to want to climb down and find a place to change. Maybe someone would find them and have a good use for them, she thought as tears preceded her down to the inky waters below.
    Just as she felt like she'd finally found the will to push off, Mya suddenly became aware of a strange scent. Earthiness, with a touch of vanilla and cedar wood. A thin stream of smoke rolled past her. But unlike the foul cigarette stench she'd grown up with, it smelled comforting. Welcoming.
    She looked to her right and nearly fell from being startled. About twenty feet away, a man smoking a huge cigar was leaning against the railing, staring out over the river. She thought he was pretty tall, but kind of heavyset. Looking closer though, she realized he was built like a powerlifter who'd stopped lifting years ago and was letting himself go. He was dressed in a leather jacket of some kind and had a hat like her great-grandfather wore in the pictures she'd seen of him. "Why ... why are you standing there?" she stammered.  Way to go, Ms. Rizz!  her inner voice chided.
    "I saw you sitting there," he called back. He didn't shout, but his voice carried clearly as if he was only an arm's length away from her. "It suddenly felt like a good time and a good place to think some deep thoughts, maybe reflect on the past and look at the future."
    Mya blinked at that, like he was speaking a foreign language that she should know but didn't. "But why there?"
    He took a big pull from his cigar, and let the smoke go from his nostrils. "Well, I figured that if I ran up on you I might scare you into doing something that you can't come back from." He took the cigar from his mouth and stared at the coal. "Life's like a candle that can't be relit. If you're not careful with it, you lose the light forever and the world is just a bit darker for it."
    For some reason that put her back up. "What do you know about darkness?" she scoffed.
    He turned to look at her for a long minute. Just an hour ago, that would have made her skin crawl. But here, now, she didn't feel like she was being leered at but some old perv. She felt like, rather than being looked at, she was being  seen . It felt oddly good. "I suppose that a young woman with torn clothes and streaked mascara has the right to ask that," he finally said.
    He probably wants to get some himself,  her inner voice warned. And then it turned cold.  Why not give it to him? It's not like a worthless piece of shit like ...
    "Hush you!" the man called out sternly. "We'll have none of that now!"
    Mya blinked in surprise. "You can hear ...?"
    "Sometimes you don't need to hear to know what's being said," he replied in a normal voice.
    She was thoroughly confused now. "I don't understand any of this," Mya almost sobbed. She stared down at the river again, but now it didn't look welcoming at all. It looked cold, uncaring, and ready to swallow her and take her away.
    "Don't be afraid, sweetheart," he said, "but I'm going to reach into my pocket and show you something. Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you or try to grab you." He spoke with the kind of soothing voice that someone might use to calm a stray dog that was scared and growling. Moving with exaggerated slowness, he pulled a small cylinder from the pocket of his jeans and held it under his chin. With a soft click, his face was suddenly lit up.
    A flashlight, she realized. She looked at him closely now. He wasn't handsome, but not unattractive either. He had rugged features, a strong jaw, and eyes that held all the pain in the world. He does know about darkness, she thought.
    "I had to fly across the country a few weeks ago," he said, "and a TSA guy laughed at me when I put this little flashlight into the tray. 'Who carries a flashlight in their pocket in broad daylight?' And I said to him, 'Let me ask and answer two questions. First, when do you need a flashlight the most? Answer: when it's dark and you can't see anything. Second, when's the worst time to look for a flashlight? Answer: when it's dark and you can't see anything."
    Mya didn't know what that had to do with anything at all. But then, it made sense. Obvious sense, even. She turned away, looking out into the night. The mist was squelching the lights of the city, muffling the sounds of it, isolating her. Darkness taking her vision, making it easier for her to trip. To fall. She looked down again, then back at him. "My name is Cobb," he said.
    "I'm Mya," she said. Then, almost whispering, "Can I borrow your light? I need it now."
    Suddenly he was there, lifting her up as if she were a little girl again and placing her firmly onto the bridge deck. They stood for a long moment that way, his hands lightly on her hips. She collapsed into his arms and hugged him, head against his chest, and she could feel his warmth, the beat of his heart, the rise and fall of his breathing. His arms were around her now, and she felt safe at last. "Of course you can, Mya," he said. "We all need someone to lend us some light sometimes."
     

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  2. Princess Ciara va Lanaran

    Sole child and heir of the va Lanarin royal family.  Raised to one day rule, but be a proper lady.  Like many such realms, a woman is not expected to rule, she is only heir because she has no brothers.  No one else the people and nobility would unite behind as heir.  Helped by the fact her father is an established well respected king.  There are no serious threats or challenges to his rule from inside the kingdom.
    From the earliest age she has been trained to be both ruler and proper lady.  To be respected, admired.  And she has grown to become quite beautiful.  There are many a lord or prince who have attempt to arrange a marriage to her with her father.  But he has respectfully declined them all.  He instead made an arrangement for her to marry a princess of another kingdom, to the surprise of all, including that kingdom.  In this world, it is incredibly rare for two women or two men to marry, but there is no one to object to two kings agreeing to gave their daughters wed.  The other king does not understand it, but sees value in an alliance and agreed to it.  This was several years ago.  Now, both princesses 18, the date of their wedding approaches and the bride to be is being escorted to her new home.
    Of course there is a reason behind all this.  A secret known only to Ciara, her father and a few of their closest servants and advisors.  She is not entirely a woman.  She was born something out of legend.  A futanari.  Man and woman, though much more woman than man.  She is not the first in this world, but they are so rare, they are considered myth or legend.  The marriage is to continue the line, though Ciara will be the ‘father’.  Her bride to be has no idea, will only learn the night after the wedding, their first night sharing a bed as wives.
    But what sort of marriage will it be?  The two have never met.  The other princess is quite likely uncomfortable marrying a woman.  Will they get along?  Will the other princess try to manipulate Ciara or the court?  It will not be a conventional marriage.  Ciara will some of the responsibilities of a husband, and head of the family.  But at the same time is legally and socially a woman, expected to navigate society and rule as a proper lady.
    Will she and her wife get along?  Come to an understanding?  Or will Ciara have to ‘train’ the other princess to be a proper bride?
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  3. Princess Aurelia Valenne

    Princess Aurelia Valenne is the sole heir to the throne of Valenne, a poised and intelligent young woman raised for duty but never prepared for how lonely that duty could become. Years ago, her mother died, and on the very day Aurelia was meant to marry, her husband-to-be was killed before he could reach the altar. She buried that future with him and devoted herself instead to her father and the kingdom. Now her father is dead as well, leaving Aurelia queen in all but name, and bound by an old law that requires her to marry and produce an heir if she is to secure the succession.
    Refusing to be traded away for politics, Aurelia turns to ancient royal magic. With the kingdom’s scepter, she casts a spell meant not to compel love, but to summon men with whom genuine affection might be possible. Several strangers are suddenly drawn to the castle, each with no idea why they have been chosen. Aurelia is serene, gracious, stubborn, and far more romantic than she admits; beneath the crown is a woman who wants more than a husband on paper. She wants someone she can trust, desire, laugh with, and eventually love, and she intends to decide for herself which of her unexpected suitors, if any, is worthy to stand beside her.
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  4. Veronica "Vee" Mercer

    Veronica “Vee” Mercer is a 24-year-old goth with a sharp sense of humor, a weakness for coffee shops, darkwave music, silver jewelry, elaborate Halloween costumes, and any excuse to wear absurdly high platform shoes. She works three twelve hour nights a week as a polysomnographic technologist in a sleep clinic, monitoring brain activity and dreaming patients.
    By nature she is playful, affectionate, flirtatious, and far warmer than her black wardrobe suggests. Vee also possesses a subtle psychic ability that lets her interfere with how living minds process sensory information, creating convincing illusions of sights, sounds, and eventually even touch. Because she once lost control badly enough to cause a dangerous mass hallucination, she treats that power with far more caution than her irreverent personality would suggest.
    Vee’s adult life is a little messier. Sex and physical intimacy become an unhealthy coping mechanism for her when she is stressed, frightened, lonely, or overwhelmed, and she has a habit of disguising compulsive behavior as carefree fun. Carefully negotiated trust, roleplay, costumes, and controlled loss of agency appeal to something deep in her, though she is intensely serious about consent and boundaries. Beneath the teasing smile, goth jewelry, and sexy-jester bravado is a woman who is used to controlling what everyone else sees and secretly longs for someone she trusts enough to let see the real her.
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  5. Lottie

    Non-Sexual Roleplays Only
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  6. June

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  7. Saphayla

    Saphayla, the blue fox girl who happened to be a fallen star from the infinite void of space. Confined within a crystal until the day when she would open her eyes to the world for the first time upon landing into it and causing her crystal to break, she had never experienced what being alive was like.
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  8. Aki Tanaka

    Meet Aki Tanaka, a 21-year-old literature major at Sakura University with a reputation for being both brilliant and notoriously flirty. With her signature pink hair and a wardrobe that seems designed to push the dress code to its limits, Aki turns heads wherever she goes. She's the president of the university's debate club, where her sharp wit and playful teasing often leave her opponents flustered and off-balance. Behind her mischievous smile lies a keen intellect and a surprising depth. She's known to quote classic poetry between suggestive comments and can hold her own in any academic discussion while simultaneously making her professor blush.
    Aki's flirtatious nature stems from a combination of confidence and a genuine love for making people feel desired, though she maintains careful emotional boundaries. She grew up in a traditional household where academic excellence was expected, leading her to develop her playful persona as both a coping mechanism and a form of rebellion. While many mistake her confidence for promiscuity, those who get closer discover that Aki's teasing is her way of connecting with others while keeping them at a safe emotional distance.
    She dreams of becoming a novelist, secretly writing steamy romance stories under a pen name that no one on campus would ever associate with the seemingly carefree co-ed who winks at everyone she passes in the hallways.
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  9. Dr. Evelyn “Evie” Vale

    Dr. Evelyn “Evie” Vale is a 32-year-old cryptozoologist and former field anthropologist who has spent most of her career chasing stories respectable academics dismiss as folklore. Intelligent, stubborn, and relentlessly curious, she specializes in comparing eyewitness accounts, local legends, biological anomalies, and historical records to identify places where the impossible might actually be hiding. Years of failed expeditions have made her skeptical of almost everything, and she was about to give up before she finally met  a woman who was quite literally the proof she has been searching for her entire career.
    Evie is confident, observant, adventurous, and shamelessly flirtatious once she realizes someone can handle her personality. In the field she tends to take charge naturally: planning routes, making decisions under pressure, and becoming fiercely protective of anyone she considers part of her expedition. She has a mischievous dominant streak and enjoys discovering exactly how far she can make her kitsune companion blush, squirm, or surrender control. But trust matters enormously to her, and she treats secrets given willingly as sacred. Beneath the swagger and teasing is a woman torn between revealing the scientific discovery of a lifetime and the realization that exposing the supernatural world might destroy the one woman who she has begun to truly care about.
    Evie's complexion, cute face, and big innocent eyes make her look at least ten years younger than she is. She still gets carded going into bars. Her hair is long and naturally curly, but she usually wears it up in a lazy ponytail or hastily built updo that always looks like it's about to fall down and come apart. She wears glasses but only for reading. She dresses like a cross between a female Indiana Jones and a cosplay stripper. She's 5'6" (5' 10" with her ever-present 4" heels), with blue eyes and light brown hair.
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  10. Aya Ren

    Name: Aya Ren
    Original Designation: HYB-F/17-042
    Occupation: Senior Field Inspector, Public Security Special Operations Division 9
    Former Service: Federation Ground Defense Force / Special Operations Group 12
    Role: Pursuit / Hostage Rescue / Investigation
    Age: 34
    Status: Single
    Species: Genetically engineered human hybrid
    Aya Ren is a genetically engineered hybrid lifeform whose earliest identity was nothing more than a designation: HYB-F/17-042. Trafficked into sexual servitude while still young, she eventually turned captivity into rebellion, leading an uprising inside the Asterion complex and helping free hundreds of women who had been imprisoned there. In the years that followed, Aya enlisted in the Federation military, serving in multiple campaigns on Earth, Mars, Ceres, and the Outer System. Her decorations include the Solar Coalition Gallantry Cross, Federation Star for Valor, and several campaign and hostage-recovery citations earned during some of the hardest fighting of her career.
    Now a Senior Field Inspector with Public Security Special Operations Division 9, Aya specializes in high-risk investigations, fugitive pursuit, hostage rescue, organized crime, and trafficking cases. She is disciplined, relentless, and almost impossible to intimidate; armed suspects, military-grade augmentations, rooftop chases, and hostile off-world deployments barely register as reasons to hesitate. There is, however, one situation Aya approaches with something dangerously close to fear: a date . She knows how to breach a fortified room, track a fugitive across a city, and stay composed walking into gunfire, but risking her own heart is unfamiliar territory, and perhaps the only battlefield on which Aya Ren has never learned how to be fearless.
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  11. Faelynn Everstone

    Name: Faelynn Everstone
    Nickname: Fae
    Gender: Female
    Age: 28
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    Bio: Faelynn comes from an ancient line of witches, one whose name was once held with respect within the community. However, over the years, her family fell from those graces simply because they refused to bend to the expectations placed upon them. Their ways were considered too old-fashioned, too different , and their refusal to conform slowly turned them into outsiders.
    Faelynn was raised in the loving care of her grandmother, who taught her to be a free spirit and, above all else, to remain true to herself. She taught Faelynn that magic was a privilege, not simply a birthright—that having the ability to wield it came with responsibility, care and understanding.
    Because of the downfall of her family's name, Faelynn witnessed first-hand just how cruel their community could be. She watched as her grandmother was cursed, belittled, mocked and laughed at simply because of who she was and the family she came from. At times, the cruelty went even further, with people throwing things at her grandmother as they passed.
    To protect Faelynn from becoming another target, the two eventually made their home on the outskirts of town, away from the toxicity of the community that had turned its back on them.
    Faelynn grew up quickly. She became determined to protect her grandmother from whatever cruelty she could, often being the one to venture into town to run errands, collect food and gather whatever they needed to live comfortably. She learned early how to keep her head high, even when people wanted to see her lower it.
    After losing her grandmother, Faelynn made a decision. She would enter the academy for witches and earn the one thing her family had been denied for so long—the title of Starla
    A title that would demand respect.
    And she intends to earn it her own way.
    The way her family always would have.
     
    Personality: Faelynn is a lively person, with a personality as warm and vibrant as the sun itself. She does her best to embody everything her grandmother represented: love, light, strength, compassion and, perhaps most importantly, a good sense of humour. 
    She has a natural tendency to make light of things, especially when situations become uncomfortable. Though she can have quite the temper when pushed, Faelynn has learned to channel it into sarcasm, quick wit and humour rather than allowing her anger to control her.
    She is often seen as carefree, sometimes even a little aloof, giving the impression that very little truly bothers her. But beneath that easy-going exterior is a sharp intellect and someone who pays far more attention than she lets on.
    Faelynn is also well versed in the purer forms of magic, having been taught by her grandmother from a young age. While she may not always follow the traditional expectations of what a witch should be, she understands magic in a way that comes from years of practice, patience and respect for the craft.
    She carries her grandmother's teachings with her in everything she does—and as she steps into the academy, Faelynn intends to prove that her family name may have fallen from grace, but it was never without worth.
     
    **Credit to the amazing artist**
    **Currently in a private rp
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  12. Koriban

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  13. Helios

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  14. LUX-09

    PRODUCT DATASHEET: LUX-09 "NEON SIREN"
    Manufacturer:  Nexus Synthetic & Robotic Systems
    Classification:  Tier-1 Autonomous Companion
    Release Year:  2096
    GENERAL SPECIFICATIONS
    Model Number:  LUX-09-NS
    Model Name:  Neon Siren
    Height:  168 cm (5'6") default
    Weight:  68 kg (150 lbs)
    Frame: high-density polymer, titanium skeletal frame
    Casing Material:  "Pearl-Flex" epidermal overlay (synthetic silicone with self-healing properties, 2mm thickness)
    Base Operating System:  NSOS v9.2 "Voyeur"
    HARDWARE ARCHITECTURE
    Core Processing
    Main CPU:  Quantum-neural hybrid processor (4096 Cores)
    AI Version:  Cognition v4.5 "Primal"
    Memory:  512 TB + 2 PB Cloud Sync (Encrypted)
    Actuators & Joints
    Servo Count:  142 (hyper-flexible hydraulic synthesis)
    Thermal Regulation: active heating/cooling system mimics human body heat with haptic feedback simulation
    Sensory Arrays
    Tactile Feedback:  12,000+ haptic nodes per square inch
    Special Feature:  "sensitive zones" in the genital and erogenous areas feature micro-fluidic sensors for pressure, texture, and lubrication detection
    Visual:  8k cam-oculars with night vision and "Lust-Tracking" gaze-lock algorithm
    Audio:  360-degree microphone array with noise cancellation and voice modulation
    SOFTWARE & AI PERSONALITY
    Default Persona: Blushing Debutante (submissive, eager to please, highly compliant)
    Dominance Levels: adjustable from 0 (total submissive) to 100 (absolute dominance)
    Language Modules:  fluent in 850 languages and dialects
    Scenario Engine:  generates real-time roleplay narratives based on user verbal cues
    Safety Protocols:  includes "Safe Word" protocol (hardwired into core OS; overrides all commands)
    Bio-Mimicry:  simulated menstruation (disposable cartridge), blushing, pupil dilation, and orgasmic response
    INTEGRATED ADULT FEATURES
    Reproductive System
    Internal: vacuum-sealed, self-cleaning internal cavity with adjustable dilation (0.5cm to 15cm)
    Texture:  variable texture mapping (smooth, ribbed, spiral, or "rough") controlled via haptic dial
    Oral/Cervical Simulation
    High-suction simulation in the oral cavity
    Throat-Depth adjustable actuator for realistic resistance simulation
    Integrated lubrication reservoir system (500ml) with auto-replenishment and temperature control
    Virtual Reality Hookup
    The LUX-09 can project a "holo-overlay" around the user while the robot performs; user can plug directly into the robot's neural interface for a shared sensory experience (requires VR headset and neural link)
    MAINTENANCE & POWER
    Battery: 48-hour battery life (standard use)
    Fast Charge:  0-100% in 60 minutes via wireless induction pad (included)
    Cleaning:  self-washing mode with antibacterial mist. Unit will perform self wipe-down after each use
    Warranty:  2 years limited
    Price:  $19,500 USD (base model)
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  15. Diadris

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  16. Zamorath

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  17. Ikaros

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  18. Brutus

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  19. Kostroma

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  20. Lucas

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  21. Beuris

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  22. Auden

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  23. Roy

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  24. Nyssa Duskrunner

    Name: Nyssa Duskrunner
    Type: Rogue
    Level: 1 |  Life: 4 |  Attack Roll: -1 |  Defense Roll: +2
    Traits: Rogue, Flirtatious, Gambler, Scout, Infiltrator
    Abilities: Adds level to rolls to disarm traps and Defense, Adds level to Attack when attacking an outnumbered minion
    GP: 6
    Equipment: Rope, Lock Picks, Light Armor, Light Hand Weapon, Bandage
    Nyssa Duskrunner is a quick-witted, red-haired rogue who survives as much on charm as she does on stealth and skill. A shameless flirt, gifted liar, card cheat, and occasional pickpocket, Nyssa moves easily through taverns, back alleys, noble halls, and dangerous ruins alike. On a job, however, the joking stops: she is a disciplined scout, trap-finder, infiltrator, and knife fighter who takes pride in keeping her companions alive. Between adventures she throws herself enthusiastically into drinking, dancing, gambling, strangers' beds, and whatever harmless trouble presents itself. Beneath the irreverence is a fiercely independent woman with sharp instincts, a flexible attitude toward ownership, and more loyalty to her companions than she usually admits.
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  25. Mara Velez

    Her name is Mara Sato-Velez, although almost nobody who knows her well uses the whole thing. On manifests she is usually M. Velez. In dockside bars, freight offices, and among people who prefer not to have their names written down, she is simply Velez. Very rarely, when she gets dolled up and puts on the dress and makeup, when she's on the hunt for a night of companionship with no strings attached, she's Mara.
    She pilots an aging but heavily modified independent freighter called the Second Chance . Its registry says it is a commercial courier. Its cargo holds tell a more complicated story.
    Velez isn't a murderer, pirate, or gangster. Most of her crimes come from a stubborn belief that laws are negotiable, borders are artificial, and anything can be cargo if somebody is willing to pay enough to move it. Her legal problem is less that everyone wants her and more that she has accumulated warrants across a patchwork of jurisdictions that don’t necessarily recognize one another’s laws. In some places she is a smuggler, in others, a thief, saboteur, trafficker in prohibited technology, fugitive transporter, or suspected terrorist accomplice. A few governments would quietly give her a medal for the exact act another government wants to imprison her for.
    The shipboard database aboard the Second Chance maintains a continuously updated “No Land Zones” file, but her current legal status is strange rather than catastrophic. She has warrants in several jurisdictions, fines in dozens more, and at least three governments that would like to question her. But she also has legitimate freight contracts, friends in port authorities, favors owed by powerful people, and a reputation for delivering cargo when respectable pilots won't.
    Her personal rule is simple:
    No slaves. No trafficking people. No jobs where the cargo doesn't know it's cargo.
    Everything else is negotiable.
    And that is probably why, despite a criminal record long enough to occupy several screens, Mara Sato-Vélez still thinks of herself as an independent freight pilot who occasionally has disagreements with customs law rather than a pirate or smuggler.
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