- Invitation Status
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- Multiple posts per week
- Online Availability
- It varies wildly.
- Writing Levels
- Advanced
- Prestige
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Nonbinary
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- I'm open to a wide range of genres. Obscenely wide. It's harder for me to list all I do like than all I don't like.
My favorite settings are fantasy combined with something else, multiverse, post-apoc, historical (mixed with something else), and futuristic. I'm not limited to those, but it's a good start.
My favorite genres include mystery, adventure, action, drama, tragedy (must be mixed with something else and kept balanced), romance (again must be mixed, and more.
I'm happy to include elements of slice-of-life and romance, but doing them on their own doesn't hold my interest indefinitely.
"Vivi, are you coming?" Bear asked as he jogged toward the female bunks that housed his partner. He knocked loudly. "Looking for my partner!" he called as he pushed open the door, then looked around until he spotted the familiar two-toned mohawk.
A few of the females in the bunks or chatting together waved hello to the large man with cheerful smiles, but some glared, and others grimaced purposefully.
Bear waved to the friendly ones, but did his best to ignore the females who his presence disgusted, even as he felt himself wanting to melt into nothing to get out from under their sight.
"Fatty. She's probably putting up with him cuz he's good emergency rations," one woman muttered to a friend. With a Hunter's senses, everyone in the room heard, and laughter erupted, though several of the females took offense for Bear.
He forgot this was what happened.
Every time.
The male took a deep breath as he reached his partner's bed, then shook her shoulder. "Viv, we've been called for a mission," he informed as she opened one eye. "I got the mission report from Drake."
The bunks went silent, and Viviette's eyes both snapped open.
"Drake?" she choked.
"Yeah."
"Oh... Fuck. How long before we have to report to the mages?" She sat up quickly as Bear backed up to give her space.
"We have an hour to prepare. Sweater weather, and probably some tracking. I... didn't think to ask what kind of fashion they have."
"Well, there must also be some sort of medical risk, if we're going. I'll meet you outside the admin office. We should be there about five days, Drake estimates, and then the portal will open for us."
"He said the portal would open for us?"
"Yeah, I... think."
"Ok, ok." Vivi ran a hand through her hair. "Ok, so maybe that means we're not on a suicide mission. I'm still gonna let people know, just in case."
"Yeah. Yeah, you do that. I'll get ready, too." Bear took a deep breath, then let it out as he nodded. "See you in an hour." He started to leave the bunks, but a voice hollered after him.
"If Viv gets killed, you better hope you don't survive, Lardo!"
Bear paused mid-step, but continued without a word, even as Viviette started shouting at the other females, demanding to know who said that.
The male bunks weren't much better, but Bear knew better than to announce that Drake assigned his current mission. Instead, he packed his jacket with essentials and spare clothes, a few nonessential niceties he didn't want stolen while he was gone—like his new watch.
His phone, fully charged now, went into his pocket along with the solar-powered and hand-cranked chargers and a fresh bulk-size package of unscented tissues. Already in his pocket were several O.B. tampons—no applicators to bother with and make waste, and they had no plastic in the box. Environmentally friendly.
Plus it wouldn't throw historians through a loop by finding plastic everywhere.
Finally, Bear was ready. As he turned toward the door, he nearly ran into another Hunter—nearly his exact opposite. Twiggy.
Twiggy's hands shot out and felt for him, and Bear sighed, then grabbed Twiggy's wrist and placed the blind man's hand on his shoulder.
"What's up, Twiggy? People bullying you again?" Bear's worry showed in his voice as he watched the face of the tattooed man with concern.
"N-nonono, no!" Twiggy shook his head, "No. No, I... I had a vision, a-an... and..."
"I need to go meet up with Viv for a mission, Twiggy." Bear kept patient as he let the younger Hunter know why he couldn't stick around long.
"I... It's a-about the m-m... mission!" The blind man's head jerked to one side, then the other as he undoubtedly listened. The bunks were nearly silent now, aside from some snoring of nocturnal Hunters.
"Here, you can tell me about it while I take you back to Kanna. Is that ok?"
"Twigs and berries!" came a laughing shout, but Bear ignored the 'clever insult'.
Twiggy's head bobbed up and down, and Bear smiled as he took the thin man by the hand. He couldn't help but feel paternal and protective of the 'little' guy (who was taller than Bear by an inch). As he led Twiggy through the halls, Twiggy began to babble.
"T-there was—nn... Gotta say it... s-say it right..." Twiggy paused and forced a deep breath.
"The Colored Serpent of Teal returns to the Seekers of Oneness on eve of the Barren Night. The Bearhearted Mender brings Sign and Solution both, but the Hero's Cost may bring breaking. Through Ancient Pact and Child of Spurning may the Learned One survive."
Twiggy's voice no longer sounded like his own, and Bear stiffened as he realized he was no longer walking beside his friend, but another being within the blind seer.
Bear couldn't look, but the silence forced him to finally direct his eyes toward the blindfolded man.
Though Twiggy couldn't see, his face was aimed with eerie directness at Bear's. After a moment, the blind man smiled, as though he knew Bear was looking.
"Honestly, the Useless is worrying too much. However, do keep alert. Prophecy is not always as it seems."
The fat Hunter nodded a few times, the movement shallow as he gaped, and then watched as Twiggy pulled a wine cooler from a pocket and drained it. A moment later, he slouched, like whatever had been stretching him erect released him all at once.
"I thought that only worked when you were..." Bear started.
Twiggy reached into a pocket, then offered a pill bottle to Bear. "S... sorry... I... I had... had to... He ma... made me..."
He. Whenever Twiggy said it like that, it meant the one who 'took over' when he had his visions.
Bear's body went cold. "Where did you get the pills?"
"F-from... from... H-he didn't... didn't let me know... I don't... don't know..."
"They need to be returned," Bear asserted as he read the label. They were someone's prescription painkiller—
The name drained all color from Bear's face.
Elizabeth Leauge.
Thankfully, he saw Kanna just ahead, and hurried Twiggy to her, pushing their hands together. "Hello, Miss Kanna. Sorry for the abruptness, but I need to return something He made Twiggy steal."
Bear took off before Kanna could answer, and made his way to the Hall of Offices—thankfully not far from the mages.
Breathless, Bear arrived at the doorway to the portal room. Within, four portal mages idled, waiting for their next job, and near the door, Viviette waited for Bear.
"You were almost late," she murmured in surprise.
"Twiggy—" he paused for breath, "—wanted to talk. Was... Was important." He bent over, hands on his knees as he fought to catch his breath. He'd ended up having to track down the Councilman to return her medication to her, and she only released him from her hateful gaze when he managed to squeak out that he had a mission to get to.
The sprint to arrive here in time was what murdered his lungs.
He was glad, for once, that he did have a mission to save him from the hooded ruler.
"Let's... get going. All ready?"
"Yeah. You?"
Bear nodded, then forced himself to stand, and the two entered the portal room. He handed over the paperwork, and the mages began their work—casting a portal spell.
The elliptical magic hung in the air, revealing a forest on the other side. A few plants glowed beautifully within, and the scent seemed like a dream.
A moment of staring, and the two Hunters looked at each other before Bear took the lead, dagger drawn warily.
When Drake assigned a mission, it was rarely easy. Worse, a place that looked so filled with magic? Their nosebleeds seemed like they'd be hindrances rather than aids. True to Bear's gut, he felt a tickle in his nose almost immediately once he caught more of the area's air. Behind, he smelled the scents of HQ fade as the portal closed.
"So," Viv began.
"So..." Bear closed his eyes as he looked around. "The papers said the portal was against a large tree with crystalline growths hanging from its branches, southwest of the village."
"Let's go ask some questions and scope it out."
"Mm. Yeah." the male nodded, then stepped forward, only to look back toward the tree. A low whistle of appreciation slid easily from his lips. "Pretty place."
Viv, just behind him, turned to look as well, and he heard her inhale sharply. "Yeah," she murmured.
A few of the females in the bunks or chatting together waved hello to the large man with cheerful smiles, but some glared, and others grimaced purposefully.
Bear waved to the friendly ones, but did his best to ignore the females who his presence disgusted, even as he felt himself wanting to melt into nothing to get out from under their sight.
"Fatty. She's probably putting up with him cuz he's good emergency rations," one woman muttered to a friend. With a Hunter's senses, everyone in the room heard, and laughter erupted, though several of the females took offense for Bear.
He forgot this was what happened.
Every time.
The male took a deep breath as he reached his partner's bed, then shook her shoulder. "Viv, we've been called for a mission," he informed as she opened one eye. "I got the mission report from Drake."
The bunks went silent, and Viviette's eyes both snapped open.
"Drake?" she choked.
"Yeah."
"Oh... Fuck. How long before we have to report to the mages?" She sat up quickly as Bear backed up to give her space.
"We have an hour to prepare. Sweater weather, and probably some tracking. I... didn't think to ask what kind of fashion they have."
"Well, there must also be some sort of medical risk, if we're going. I'll meet you outside the admin office. We should be there about five days, Drake estimates, and then the portal will open for us."
"He said the portal would open for us?"
"Yeah, I... think."
"Ok, ok." Vivi ran a hand through her hair. "Ok, so maybe that means we're not on a suicide mission. I'm still gonna let people know, just in case."
"Yeah. Yeah, you do that. I'll get ready, too." Bear took a deep breath, then let it out as he nodded. "See you in an hour." He started to leave the bunks, but a voice hollered after him.
"If Viv gets killed, you better hope you don't survive, Lardo!"
Bear paused mid-step, but continued without a word, even as Viviette started shouting at the other females, demanding to know who said that.
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The male bunks weren't much better, but Bear knew better than to announce that Drake assigned his current mission. Instead, he packed his jacket with essentials and spare clothes, a few nonessential niceties he didn't want stolen while he was gone—like his new watch.
His phone, fully charged now, went into his pocket along with the solar-powered and hand-cranked chargers and a fresh bulk-size package of unscented tissues. Already in his pocket were several O.B. tampons—no applicators to bother with and make waste, and they had no plastic in the box. Environmentally friendly.
Plus it wouldn't throw historians through a loop by finding plastic everywhere.
Finally, Bear was ready. As he turned toward the door, he nearly ran into another Hunter—nearly his exact opposite. Twiggy.
Twiggy's hands shot out and felt for him, and Bear sighed, then grabbed Twiggy's wrist and placed the blind man's hand on his shoulder.
"What's up, Twiggy? People bullying you again?" Bear's worry showed in his voice as he watched the face of the tattooed man with concern.
"N-nonono, no!" Twiggy shook his head, "No. No, I... I had a vision, a-an... and..."
"I need to go meet up with Viv for a mission, Twiggy." Bear kept patient as he let the younger Hunter know why he couldn't stick around long.
"I... It's a-about the m-m... mission!" The blind man's head jerked to one side, then the other as he undoubtedly listened. The bunks were nearly silent now, aside from some snoring of nocturnal Hunters.
"Here, you can tell me about it while I take you back to Kanna. Is that ok?"
"Twigs and berries!" came a laughing shout, but Bear ignored the 'clever insult'.
Twiggy's head bobbed up and down, and Bear smiled as he took the thin man by the hand. He couldn't help but feel paternal and protective of the 'little' guy (who was taller than Bear by an inch). As he led Twiggy through the halls, Twiggy began to babble.
"T-there was—nn... Gotta say it... s-say it right..." Twiggy paused and forced a deep breath.
"The Colored Serpent of Teal returns to the Seekers of Oneness on eve of the Barren Night. The Bearhearted Mender brings Sign and Solution both, but the Hero's Cost may bring breaking. Through Ancient Pact and Child of Spurning may the Learned One survive."
Twiggy's voice no longer sounded like his own, and Bear stiffened as he realized he was no longer walking beside his friend, but another being within the blind seer.
Bear couldn't look, but the silence forced him to finally direct his eyes toward the blindfolded man.
Though Twiggy couldn't see, his face was aimed with eerie directness at Bear's. After a moment, the blind man smiled, as though he knew Bear was looking.
"Honestly, the Useless is worrying too much. However, do keep alert. Prophecy is not always as it seems."
The fat Hunter nodded a few times, the movement shallow as he gaped, and then watched as Twiggy pulled a wine cooler from a pocket and drained it. A moment later, he slouched, like whatever had been stretching him erect released him all at once.
"I thought that only worked when you were..." Bear started.
Twiggy reached into a pocket, then offered a pill bottle to Bear. "S... sorry... I... I had... had to... He ma... made me..."
He. Whenever Twiggy said it like that, it meant the one who 'took over' when he had his visions.
Bear's body went cold. "Where did you get the pills?"
"F-from... from... H-he didn't... didn't let me know... I don't... don't know..."
"They need to be returned," Bear asserted as he read the label. They were someone's prescription painkiller—
The name drained all color from Bear's face.
Elizabeth Leauge.
Thankfully, he saw Kanna just ahead, and hurried Twiggy to her, pushing their hands together. "Hello, Miss Kanna. Sorry for the abruptness, but I need to return something He made Twiggy steal."
Bear took off before Kanna could answer, and made his way to the Hall of Offices—thankfully not far from the mages.
⋯﴾⛧﴿⋯
Breathless, Bear arrived at the doorway to the portal room. Within, four portal mages idled, waiting for their next job, and near the door, Viviette waited for Bear.
"You were almost late," she murmured in surprise.
"Twiggy—" he paused for breath, "—wanted to talk. Was... Was important." He bent over, hands on his knees as he fought to catch his breath. He'd ended up having to track down the Councilman to return her medication to her, and she only released him from her hateful gaze when he managed to squeak out that he had a mission to get to.
The sprint to arrive here in time was what murdered his lungs.
He was glad, for once, that he did have a mission to save him from the hooded ruler.
"Let's... get going. All ready?"
"Yeah. You?"
Bear nodded, then forced himself to stand, and the two entered the portal room. He handed over the paperwork, and the mages began their work—casting a portal spell.
The elliptical magic hung in the air, revealing a forest on the other side. A few plants glowed beautifully within, and the scent seemed like a dream.
A moment of staring, and the two Hunters looked at each other before Bear took the lead, dagger drawn warily.
When Drake assigned a mission, it was rarely easy. Worse, a place that looked so filled with magic? Their nosebleeds seemed like they'd be hindrances rather than aids. True to Bear's gut, he felt a tickle in his nose almost immediately once he caught more of the area's air. Behind, he smelled the scents of HQ fade as the portal closed.
"So," Viv began.
"So..." Bear closed his eyes as he looked around. "The papers said the portal was against a large tree with crystalline growths hanging from its branches, southwest of the village."
"Let's go ask some questions and scope it out."
"Mm. Yeah." the male nodded, then stepped forward, only to look back toward the tree. A low whistle of appreciation slid easily from his lips. "Pretty place."
Viv, just behind him, turned to look as well, and he heard her inhale sharply. "Yeah," she murmured.