There was a bar fight while you weren't on shift as bartender. A rumour of a woman involved circulated amongst your peers, a new face, someone new to town. She, by your coworker's account who was behind the bar that evening; "Broke Handy Andy's face! Not just his nose or nuthin'! His whole face was mangled, the hospital say he has a fracture for nearly every bone!"

Now you knew your coworker was prone to exaggeration but the thought of a woman demolishing that pervert was quite amusing.

What you found particularly interesting was the car, a car your coworker described:

"This sleek, black firebird, man! It was beautiful! Ohh~ the way it growled when she sped off before the cops got there --"

There it was. The black, narrow shape of a 60's muscle car parked neatly three spaces down from yours in the parking lot attached to the apartment complex where you live. The sprawling golden shape of a hawk with wings outstretched across the hood. The spots were designated to their apartments.. she lived in the apartment immediately across the hallway.

So that evening, you lingered close to your door as much as you could; peeking through the spyhole at the sound of footsteps.

The first couple times it was false alarms but then, that night at around 1pm, you heard the unfamiliar stomping of combat boots and the jingle of of key chain. Pressed against your door with baited breath you observed the dark shape moving in the hallway.

Thankfully, the hall was wide enough to get a good look at her. Tall, draped in a black leather overcoat, tufts of short raven coloured hair stuck out from under a baseball cap. Her skin was pale, face androgynous with a strong jawline and, surprisingly a pair of cute glasses sat perched upon her nose. Leaving her apartment, she turned and happened to look.. directly.. at your door..

A strange feeling overcame you as those emerald eyes glance up at the peep hole, framed in dark make up. There was a tugging in your chest as your heart beat faster, faster into a vicious pounding as you pressed your body flat against the wooden door. From that gorgeous emerald, those shrewd eyes of hers flashed a vibrant, violent purple.

By the time you realised you needed air, gasping, she was gone. Her boots descending down the hallway to the elevator at the end.

From that moment on.. you knew you had to find out who she was.

Hiya guys!!

Thanks for reading, I hope this caught your attention!

I was looking to do a supernatural esc roleplay here, though we won't actually be using any of the lore from the show. It's just the general vibe i'm going for here.

Naturally with that in mind, my character would be a hunter which your character would find out by engaging with her in the hallway and any run ins with her about town [ especially in her new favourite haunt: the bar ]

Lots of violence is to be expected so don't hit me up if you're squeamish because I like my gory details <33 oh - and lots of steamy sex of course.

I plan on this being longterm, and would prefer prospecting applicants to be detailed, literate and enthusiastic. The enthusiasm is optional but it helps!! I want someone who WANTS to play with me, not just someone who's bored <33

Side note: idc who you are irl, just play a girl pwitty pwease? <3

As you can tell from the title, I'm open to playing both futa and female, though.. at the time of writing this I'd prefer the former as I feel my character , while dabbling in the supernatural, would enjoy the idea of a cock grown via oc(cock)ult methods ;)

So yeah!! That's the idea!! Hmu if you're interested with a brief description of your character, any ideas you have and a big whett kiss to greet me with! [ that's the password : Mwah ] Message me via chat if you can, but PMs works.

Don't be shy!!

I also primarly roleplay on Discord but I'm happy to compromise with PMs.