The Hunt - Amazonian Slave RP - Semi-lit+ (Plot.) CLOSED

[Clowesia]

██████ ♅ Шelcome to the world of Ðanfůir ♅ ██████

Ðanfůir is a world very, very different from our own.
In this alien world, woman are the rulers, the supreme sex.
Men are nothing but pets.
They're are scattered to all the four winds, their villages popping up where ever their is sufficient food.
They're eyes always pinned to the horizon, watching...waiting.
Waiting for that day in which their finest men are torn from them, taken from them.
Never to be seen of again.
The women need them, so they shall have them.

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"The time has come once again...."

"....Our sisters have ridden on the very winds themselves....

"....To bring us such fine specimens...."

"....They have already been released into the depths of the Tutuwuan, the mother forest...."

"....You need only claim them for yourselves...."

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The Celebration of the Three Rising Suns is about to start, you are anxious, your bare feet hopping back and forth as they kick up dust...your hand tightens around your spear as a priestess smears the ceremonial paint across your features....the animal hide clad around your figure squeaks and squeals as your muscles bunch and ripple...today is the day you venture forth, into Tutuwuan to claim your male...your feet will pound down the trails forged by your mothers and aunties before you, your legs will be swift like the tigress, your eyes keen like the hawk and your spirit stronger than any tide...nothing will stop you from claiming that which is yours...

Except the Ju•dai.

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Now for a little bit more of an explanation.
This is a slave RP, a bit different from your average one, I assure you of that.
The "Masters" of this RP will be the women, they are hunters, they are amazon.
The "Slaves" will be the males, the pets, the weak ones.
The Celebration of the Three Suns takes place every ten years or so, and on the first day of the celebrations, a group of young women are released into the amazon like forest know as Tutuwuan.
The celebration lasts until the women return with their captured slave.
The men are released into the forest the night before the celebrations begin.

Ðanfůir is an alien planet.
It is not like earth, not even a tiny bit.
It's still very, very primitive, their is no science or electricity; they haven't even discovered metal forging yet.
Their weapons are made from sticks and stones, they kick it old school.
The temperature on Ðanfůir is hot, think middle of the amazon forest.
That's basically where this is at.
Because this is an alien planet, their are different species there then what is here on earth, please remember that.

The plot is basically as stated above, a group of women go into the jungle to seek their males.
However, a little hiccup happens.
The Ju•dai.
The Ju•dai is not a nice creature, not at all.
It is a creature, a monster, of legendary and mythical prowess, its form painted on ancient cave walls, it's tale of violence and slaughter told by mouth from elder to child.
It is said to stretch 30 feet long from head to whip-lashing tail.
Its skin, said to be unlike any snakes is said to be smooth as the light from the middle sun and as dark purple as the Nacai berry.
It is said to run on four legs, each paw sprouting spear ends so sharp they could slice a tree down in one swipe.
On its face it has no muzzle or snout, only a wipe, gaping maw filled with rows upon jagged, uneven rows of fangs; its jaw able to stretch so wide your head would be swallowed.
And it is from this abyssal maw, it is said, that the light of the great mother shines through, welcoming you back into her arms as the Ju•dai takes you.

The Ju•dai hunts you, hunts us.
The women must protect their males, all the while trying to leave the Tutuwuan.
The females will need to pull up all of their knowledge of the forest, the Ju•dai, and fighting.
They must make it out alive.
They must protect their men.

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Rules.

- Please do not stray from the plot.
- Feel free to get romantic with your slave/master, but please remember your roles.
- Women are to protect their men, not harm them.
- Women are to be strong, not weak. That is reserved for the men, though they can be as strong as they like, just not stronger than the females.
- Only women are to be trained in the way of the warrior.
- If a woman catches a male and you, the controller, does not want to be the pet of that female, your male character must say "I refuse your position over me," the female must let the male escape; keep it in character.
- Keep genders even, if we have three females and no males, we don't need another hunter.
- If a female makes an advance and the male refuses, back off.
- Please go read Tess's Slave rules, I do not want to get a warning.
- You can use any kind of picture you like, be it real or drawn. Just no celebrities or famous people. Try to avoid scene/emos/goths, I don't think we'll see plenty of them running around in this world.
- This is Semi-lit+ I expect at least two paragraphs containing five or more sentences. Spelling and grammar are a given. I will check your previous RP posts to make sure you are what we are looking for.
- This is an alien world, please remember that. Get reative, make up your own species or fruit, go wild. Make it your personal Pandora.
- Once all males have been caught, my character will encounter the Ju•dai, after this she will blow her horn. At the sound of the horn the females must bring their males to my character. This is when the plot begins.


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Characters.

Females.
Name/age/position

Sophie - 19 - Tracker
Rachett - 18 - Fighter
Era - 20 - Tracker
Aithne - 19 - Trap Builder
Khita - 18 - Fighter
Vyra - 19 - Weapon Maker
Eriën - 19 - Trap Builder


Males.
Name/age/owner

Caderyn - 21 -
Kihao - 17 -
Silas - 18 -
Reede - 18 -
Doran - 19 -
Vadim - 19 -
Tikaani - 20 -

[*Skylar The Plant*]

((Marking, this looks awesome >.<
I'll make my form soon ))

[Kalaia]

((Gonna join... but question first. The men in the jungle, are they running from the women, trying not to be captured?))

[Clowesia]

((Yes, they're like frightened little fawns. xD))

[Kites]

{{Bookmarking this looks fantasitc Brute!}}

Name: Rachett
Age: 18
Sex: Female
Position: Fighter
Picture and/or Written Description: Rachett stands at 5ft6. Her sun bleached blonde hair perhaps isn't uncommon for this part of Ðanfůir. A muscular woman, Rachett prefers the dagger to the spear.

Personality: A strong minded woman, Rachett is silent. Speaking a sentence a day maximum on average, Rachett's prescence isn't ignored. Her icey blue eyes express her emotions well, and is often seen sharpening her knives. Due to lack of use, her voice is raspy, more like a whisper. She has resorted to subtle animal noises including hissing. Rather intimidating despite her short stature, Rachett loves that time of they year when they can choose males. She loves to run and climb trees, and is often found, when not sharpening her precious knives, up a tree, looking out to the forest below. Determined, and physically strong, Rachett loves the sea. It fascinates her, having seen it only once. She dreams of it, longs to walk alongside it, though it is unlikely she will ever go back.

Name: Caderyn
Age: 21
Sex: Male
Picture and/or Written Description:
Personality: Caderyn is a large bloke, not hard to deny that. He's strong, dedicated to the hunt that he needs to partake when he needs to survive. Not the smartest pebble however, his brawns certainly outstripe his brains. Reckless, and sometimes rather big-headed, Caderyn still knows his place on Ðanfůir. He still runs from the females, though often gets himself cornered surprisingly fast as he often runs into other females.
Caderyn loves to fight, and will happily hunt down a meal on his own. Even if the target is long gone, he will follow it until he returns with a decent meal. This can of course take a while. Tracking isn't one of his strong points, plus he is loud and clumsy in the field.

WIP

[*Skylar The Plant*]

Name: Kihao
Age: Seventeen
Sex: Male
Position: ~
Picture and/or Written Description: Kihao is a tiny framed young man, he is thin for his height and you can see his ribs clearly. His has long unruly white hair that ends down at his waist. His eyes are a off red colour, so yes he is an albino. He has terrible eye-sight as most albino's do, so he ends up banging into things easily, so he's covered in odd bruises and scrapes. He is quite tall, though he's too thin and sickly looking to look formidable, or be formidable in general.
Personality: Kihao is very timid and clumsy, he gets startled and frightened very easily and won't hesitate to bolt from frightening things, such a women, he is very scared of women. He is light on his feet and good at climbing, the only problem is his sight, he'd climb to the top of a tree, miss a branch and then fall again, never a good thing to be bad sighted,

Name: Era
Age: Twenty
Sex: Female
Position: Tracker
Picture and/or Written Description: Era is a tall pale women, she is of normal build but quite muscular, she is missing one of her eyes, her left one, so it is just an empty socket, her other eye is a pale blue. Her hair is long and jet black, it is very ragged and messy.
Personality: She doesn't like to talk and she mostly ignores people unless she needs something from them. She likes to try and fashion new weapons from vines, sticks and rocks, she's getting quite good at it. She dislikes when other females talk to her, and she can be quite forceful with her male. She likes them to do what she says.

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[Shy]

{Reserving for my form}

[♥Sweet○Dreams♥]

Name:
Yaiwi
Age:
17
Sex:
Female
Position:
Tracker
Picture and/or Written Description:

~Except for her eyes~
Personality:
Yaiwi has a personality like no other. She is fierce willed and smart in many ways. Her heart is huge, and she has many friends. Yaiwi maay look weak on the outside, but on the inside she is anything but. Her eyes usually burn with a passion that many are still to find. She never looks down to a challenege, but she is surprisingly shy and modest. Yaiwi's heart may be too big, for her shyness is great. Because of this, she usually keeps to herself. Yaiwi is one akward girl.

[BlissfulFarrago]

((Yesyesyes! 8D I will have to join later~))

[omori]

[[ Marking. Will make my woman a trap builder 8D ]]