u/Bad_Tatics

In the year 2077, your life is worthless. You're a nobody until you're somebody. Gigs, eddies, and fame mean everything in Night City, but those who stand tall, fall hard.

There you were, the top of your game. Life was sweet, but in Night City shit can change, just like that..

Was it a gig that went wrong, or did you own someone eddies and forget to pay up? There are many choices in Night City, but where did yours take you?

(More Information below)

What's up Choom? Looking to do a Cyberpunk RP with a decent mix right now. I'm looking for 60% Smut and 40% story, but hey don't worry! The story is still there and it'll be fun!!

I'm open to CCs and OCs for this.

I'm also looking for some currently who can write 1-2 paragraphs, if this isn't you don't bother. Gonk for brains..

But hey, if you're willing to take a chance, and maybe enjoy some good RP I'm game to try!

Openly looking for Long-term RP partners, but open to short.

Password: "Stick some Iron in your mouth."

(We'll discuss the plot more in chat)

In the year 2077, your life is worthless. You're a nobody until you're somebody. Gigs, eddies, and fame mean everything in Night City, but those who stand tall, fall hard.

There you were, the top of your game. Life was sweet, but in Night City shit can change, just like that..

Was it a gig that went wrong, or did you own someone eddies and forget to pay up? There are many choices in Night City, but where did yours take you?

(More Information below)

What's up Choom? Looking to do a Cyberpunk RP with a decent mix right now. I'm looking for 60% Smut and 40% story, but hey don't worry! The story is still there and it'll be fun!!

I'm open to CCs and OCs for this.

I'm also looking for some currently who can write 1-2 paragraphs, if this isn't you don't bother. Gonk for brains..

But hey, if you're willing to take a chance, and maybe enjoy some good RP I'm game to try!

Openly looking for Long-term RP partners, but open to short.

Password: "Stick some Iron in your mouth."

(We'll discuss the plot more in chat)

In the year 2077, your life is worthless. You're a nobody until you're somebody. Gigs, eddies, and fame mean everything in Night City, but those who stand tall, fall hard.

There you were, the top of your game. Life was sweet, but in Night City shit can change, just like that..

Was it a gig that went wrong, or did you own someone eddies and forget to pay up? There are many choices in Night City, but where did yours take you?

(More Information below)

What's up Choom? Looking to do a Cyberpunk RP with a decent mix right now. I'm looking for 60% Smut and 40% story, but hey don't worry! The story is still there and it'll be fun!!

I'm open to CCs and OCs for this.

I'm also looking for some currently who can write 1-2 paragraphs, if this isn't you don't bother. Gonk for brains..

But hey, if you're willing to take a chance, and maybe enjoy some good RP I'm game to try!

Openly looking for Long-term RP partners, but open to short.

Password: "Stick some Iron in your mouth."

(We'll discuss the plot more in chat)

Neo has been wandering the outer regions of Remnant, alone and hunted. Ever since Atlas fell, she hasn’t been right. The Grimm feel it. They trail her like they can smell the cracks in her mind. Every day they push harder. Every night she barely makes it through.

She hides. She fights. She runs. Her illusions keep her breathing, but her aura is thinning and her thoughts keep slipping sideways. She ducks into ruins, dust storms, empty towns. Nothing shakes them. They keep coming. Bigger ones. Smarter ones. Like something is steering them straight to her.

Then a new Grimm appears. It doesn’t attack. It just watches. Always at the edge of her vision. Always close enough to remind her she’s prey. Her paranoia is spiking, her semblance flickering. She starts seeing faces that aren’t there. Hearing voices. Her grip on reality frays. She knows she’s being hunted.

The ground gives way...

Neo wakes in a place that shouldn’t exist. A maze made of Grimm flesh, walls that pulse, floors that breathe. No sky. No exit. Just corridors that twist like a living thing. She’s been trapped here for days. Time feels wrong. Her illusions barely hold.

She isn't alone... Something ancient moves through the maze. A Grimm that isn’t like the others. A god‑thing. It’s the one keeping her alive. It’s the one building Safe Havens, pockets of stillness carved out of the living maze. Places where the Grimm doesn't reach her.

He waits for her in each one.

How she treats him decides how he helps her. Or if he helps her at all. The maze keeps shifting. Closing in. Testing her. Neo isn’t sure if he’s saving her or shaping her..

(Open to other RWBY characters.)

Password: Jaune, short, sweet, rolls off the tongue.

Neo has been wandering the outer regions of Remnant, alone and hunted. Ever since Atlas fell, she hasn’t been right. The Grimm feel it. They trail her like they can smell the cracks in her mind. Every day they push harder. Every night she barely makes it through.

She hides. She fights. She runs. Her illusions keep her breathing, but her aura is thinning and her thoughts keep slipping sideways. She ducks into ruins, dust storms, empty towns. Nothing shakes them. They keep coming. Bigger ones. Smarter ones. Like something is steering them straight to her.

Then a new Grimm appears. It doesn’t attack. It just watches. Always at the edge of her vision. Always close enough to remind her she’s prey. Her paranoia is spiking, her semblance flickering. She starts seeing faces that aren’t there. Hearing voices. Her grip on reality frays. She knows she’s being hunted.

The ground gives way...

Neo wakes in a place that shouldn’t exist. A maze made of Grimm flesh, walls that pulse, floors that breathe. No sky. No exit. Just corridors that twist like a living thing. She’s been trapped here for days. Time feels wrong. Her illusions barely hold.

She isn't alone... Something ancient moves through the maze. A Grimm that isn’t like the others. A god‑thing. It’s the one keeping her alive. It’s the one building Safe Havens, pockets of stillness carved out of the living maze. Places where the Grimm doesn't reach her.

He waits for her in each one.

How she treats him decides how he helps her. Or if he helps her at all. The maze keeps shifting. Closing in. Testing her. Neo isn’t sure if he’s saving her or shaping her..

(Open to other RWBY characters.)

Password: Jaune, short, sweet, rolls off the tongue.

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Neo has been wandering the outer regions of Remnant, alone and hunted. Ever since Atlas fell, she hasn’t been right. The Grimm feel it. They trail her like they can smell the cracks in her mind. Every day they push harder. Every night she barely makes it through.

She hides. She fights. She runs. Her illusions keep her breathing, but her aura is thinning and her thoughts keep slipping sideways. She ducks into ruins, dust storms, empty towns. Nothing shakes them. They keep coming. Bigger ones. Smarter ones. Like something is steering them straight to her.

Then a new Grimm appears. It doesn’t attack. It just watches. Always at the edge of her vision. Always close enough to remind her she’s prey. Her paranoia is spiking, her semblance flickering. She starts seeing faces that aren’t there. Hearing voices. Her grip on reality frays. She knows she’s being hunted.

The ground gives way...

Neo wakes in a place that shouldn’t exist. A maze made of Grimm flesh, walls that pulse, floors that breathe. No sky. No exit. Just corridors that twist like a living thing. She’s been trapped here for days. Time feels wrong. Her illusions barely hold.

She isn't alone... Something ancient moves through the maze. A Grimm that isn’t like the others. A god‑thing. It’s the one keeping her alive. It’s the one building Safe Havens, pockets of stillness carved out of the living maze. Places where the Grimm doesn't reach her.

He waits for her in each one.

How she treats him decides how he helps her. Or if he helps her at all. The maze keeps shifting. Closing in. Testing her. Neo isn’t sure if he’s saving her or shaping her..

(Open to other RWBY characters.)

Password: Jaune, short, sweet, rolls off the tongue.

A Long Time Ago... In a Galaxy Far, Far Away...

I'm looking for writing partners interested in crafting stories set in the Star Wars universe, with a balance of story and smut

We can build our adventure together.. Whether it unfolds during the Knights of the Old Republic era or the heart of the Clone Wars. Drama, passion, war, betrayal, forbidden love, or just straight up smut. we can shape the tone however we want.

OC x OC or CC x OC welcome

1-2 paragraph range preferred

I have ideas, but I want to create something with you, not just hand you a plot.

Darker or morally gray themes welcome..

Looking for a long term partner.

A Long Time Ago... In a Galaxy Far, Far Away...

I'm looking for writing partners interested in crafting stories set in the Star Wars universe, with a balance of story and smut

We can build our adventure together.. Whether it unfolds during the Knights of the Old Republic era or the heart of the Clone Wars. Drama, passion, war, betrayal, forbidden love, or just straight up smut. we can shape the tone however we want.

OC x OC or CC x OC welcome

1-2 paragraph range preferred

I have ideas, but I want to create something with you, not just hand you a plot.

Darker or morally gray themes welcome..

Looking for a long term partner.

A Long Time Ago... In a Galaxy Far, Far Away...

I'm looking for writing partners interested in crafting stories set in the Star Wars universe, with a balance of story and smut

We can build our adventure together.. Whether it unfolds during the Knights of the Old Republic era or the heart of the Clone Wars. Drama, passion, war, betrayal, forbidden love, or just straight up smut. we can shape the tone however we want.

OC x OC or CC x OC welcome

1-2 paragraph range preferred

I have ideas, but I want to create something with you, not just hand you a plot.

Darker or morally gray themes welcome..

Looking for a long term partner.

A Long Time Ago... In a Galaxy Far, Far Away...

I'm looking for writing partners interested in crafting stories set in the Star Wars universe, with a balance of story and smut

We can build our adventure together.. Whether it unfolds during the Knights of the Old Republic era or the heart of the Clone Wars. Drama, passion, war, betrayal, forbidden love, or just straight up smut. we can shape the tone however we want.

OC x OC or CC x OC welcome

1-2 paragraph range preferred

I have ideas, but I want to create something with you, not just hand you a plot.

Darker or morally gray themes welcome..

Looking for a long term partner.

A Long Time Ago... In a Galaxy Far, Far Away...

I'm looking for writing partners interested in crafting stories set in the Star Wars universe, with a balance of story and smut

We can build our adventure together.. Whether it unfolds during the Knights of the Old Republic era or the heart of the Clone Wars. Drama, passion, war, betrayal, forbidden love, or just straight up smut. we can shape the tone however we want.

OC x OC or CC x OC welcome

1-3 paragraph range preferred

I have ideas, but I want to create something with you, not just hand you a plot.

Darker or morally gray themes welcome..