u/HealSlaveAsh

Dungeons & Dragons Online: Remake, the greatest full dive VR MMO to ever exist is launching today. But as you log in, alongside millions of other players, you realize that there won't be any leaving cyberspace for quite some time.

Your VR headsets stuck on your head, you are now stuck. Though not stuck in just one world. The breadth of cyberspace is open to you, your playground and your prison. But as you might expect from socially detached nerds, your fellow compatriots are planning on taking advantage of every glitch and exploit in the system in the name of gaining power, prestige, and dominance in this new virtual world.

You start as just one person, but you need to expand. You'll need a clan, a group, a sodality, an order, a cult. A guild.

Something of a weirdo prompt so hear me out. This is meant as a combination of my love for TTRPG and healslutting. You play as a regular nerd pulled into a physical cyberspace. You might be a toxic DPS main, or a stalwart tank main, or a full of yourself solo player. But you'll need to gather guildmembers, to protect yourself from the RMT cartels and the other big guilds. But you aren't locked to just DnD Online. You'll be able to play other games that use other systems, like Marvel Multiverse for Rivals.

Defeat the enemy team, carry the game, invite that Mercy main to your guild, and watch her squirm and beg for her spot in your digital protectorate.

Or if you want to be on the sub side, be that Mercy main and do your very best only to get flamed in the chat and taken advantage of by the enemy team.

Some familiarity with what healslutting is would be best but not necessary, and make sure to come with a sense of humor. This is meant to be both a sexy internet lifesim and a parody of gaming culture.

To be considered, let me know what gender you'd like to play, and if you'd like to play dom or sub in your opening message.

I like degradation, noncon, slaveplay, humiliation, petplay, misogyny, raceplay/politics play, outfit control and TPE

The Necromancer Wars ravaged this blighted land. It is impossible to tell through the everpresent fog if any other place exists save for your little village.

Humanity and the other kind races are isolated from each other by The Miasma, a blight that muddles the mind and corrupts the soul. You are a "Crow" one of the many fools that delve into the massive rotting hulks called dungeons in search of treasure and magical artifacts.

With the gold you find your village will thrive. With the artifacts you seek, your village will be safe. But if you have your way. Your village will be YOURS.

Fortune or death.

The new system from the great minds at MCDM. Crows is an old school dungeon crawler with a new playtest out now. How will I be testing it? Well, like this! A 1 on 1 lewd game!

Delve into dungeons searching for riches and power, and come back to use in game village mechanics that will allow you to further empower your character and gain more influence among your local people. Im sure you won't take advantage of the fact that you're the most powerful person in town, right?~

Gain party members or capture enemies as you build up your village and become more powerful. Will you challenge The Miasma and become a paragon of light, for the gratitude of your subjects, or become as despotic as the necromancers of old?

There is no peace on this damned coast. For centuries, The Sword Coast has been stuck in a mire of decadence and cruelty. The rich of Baldur's Gate get fat off their lessers, drowning in meat, wine, and women. The zealots of Elturel draw and quarter tieflings on the street while laughing citizens sing songs about Hellriders defeating devils. On the frontier, the few honest folk who want to carve a life for themselves out of the forbidding wilds are met by bandits, goblins, and worse. Power and gold trade hands between the wrathful and the greedy.

You are an adventurer on the cusp of gaining power. Will you join the ranks of the despotic and power-hungry? Will you become a victim to the intractable powers of this wretched land? Or will you be a hero, holding onto the last piece of hope the coast has left, and subsist off the gratitude of those you save?

This is a 1on1 game of DnD 5e in a dark fantasy filled Sword Coast. This game will have the atmosphere of Diablo 2, Berserk, and Divinity. You live in a world filled with darkness and cruelty, will you join in that dark revelry, or rise above?

My kinks include, slaveplay, outfit control, degradation, humiliation, raceplay, interspecies domination, misogyny, and dub/noncon.

The Multiverse as we know it is falling apart.

Experiments by twin DOOMs, the DOOM of our timeline, and the DOOM of 2099 have caused reality to fracture. As it does, the people left behind fall into disarray. The Intergalactic Empire of Wakanda repeats the mistakes of all empires. The people of Earth lock away the mutants over their own fears. The powers of magic have mutated and shifted as reality itself cracks.

The heroes and villains of the multiverse are scattered across the stars and worlds, and only you can save it, or take dominion over what is left.

You play a unique hero or villain designed within the Marvel Multiverse system, or an existing hero or villain of your choice.

Will you save our heroes from the cracking shards of the multiverse itself, or will you become the dominating master of these lands; as enemies become friends, and friends become... rivals.

I like degradation, noncon, slaveplay, humiliation, petplay, misogyny, raceplay/politics play, outfit control and TPE

Using the Pokeymanz TTRPG System

The SS Anne had collected a great convention of great Pokémon trainers this year. Champions and gym leaders and those outstanding in their fields. They chatted and they battled and you were given an invitation mostly by accident. You are no legend. You have a simple starter pokemon and a dream, that is quick to turn to a nightmare. Steel and wood crack and bend as the ship capsizes in unknown oceans.

You are shipwrecked, the members of the convention scattered to the winds on an unfamiliar and dangerous island. You must brave the wilderness, capture new pokemon and these new strange creatures that roam the island, and rescue the other passengers.

You must use every resource available to you. Build a base among the wilds, capture new creatures and engage in Pokémon slavery, make a gun for some reason, and forge out to become a legend, or find yourself humiliated by the very Pokémon and trainers that you meant to dominate.

This is a mix of Pokémon and Palworld. Using mostly Pokémon designs with the added absurd violence and slavery mechanics of Palworld. We will use the Pokeymanz system and will focus on realistic battles. You might find yourself in a battle you can't win and must retreat from, lest a Lusty Arcanine or Sekhmet takes a liking to your defeated self.

Includes kinks like noncon, breeding, degradation, humiliation, outfit control, bondage, and interspecies domination.

Does not include kinks like guro, filthplay, or feet

He bows ever deep and ever low. Mr Trafalgar, your impish companion. He bows to you his master, and your maleficence, your moral wrongness and destructive maliciousness. You are a devil lord, but more than a devil lord, you are a visionary. The people of The Sword Coast LAUGH and they CHEER as their heroes return from faraway voyages and defeat the forces of evil. They are so HAPPY.

DISGUSTING!!!

You will show them ruination and destruction. Your hordes of loyal minions will lure them in with gold and with magic and they will destroy these heroes, banish their souls, and ravage their mortal remains! There will be no peace, there will be no happiness in this fetid place. Only the cries of defeated fools, the screams of their fallen, and the roars of rage and delight of your loyal henchmen!

Mr Trafalgar wrings his hands like a mosquito and cackles alongside you in his little voice. All will fall before you, for not only are you a demon lord, you are....

The Dungeonkeeper!!!

This is a game of 5e based on Dungeonkeeper. This game will use a unique variation of the rules of 5e. Rather than playing a main character and fighting in dungeons, we will be serving in something of a dual gm role. You will use the statlines of monsters that you attract to your domain with your maleficence, and construct an infinitely expanding dungeon of your own design. I will design parties of heroes who will bravely and foolishly plumb the depths in search of gold and treasure, only to fail at your hand.

Raid the countryside for breeding stock and create your own army from the plight of the masses, make deals with devils and dark gods, humiliate foolish heroines and bend them to your will, collect powerful magical items; not for your own use but to serve as bait for ever more powerful heroes, or to give to your most trusted henchmen.

I'll still be playing the role of GM in that I'll be running the show behind the scenes. Only who plays the monsters and who plays the heroes has been flipped on its head!

Includes kinks like noncon, breeding, degradation, humiliation, misogyny, outfit control, bondage, pure evil, and a mockup of your dungeon that fits in your quarters(and is designed for ants)

Does not include kinks like guro, filthplay, or feet

The Multiverse as we know it is falling apart.

Experiments by twin DOOMs, the DOOM of our timeline, and the DOOM of 2099 have caused reality to fracture. As it does, the people left behind fall into disarray. The Intergalactic Empire of Wakanda repeats the mistakes of all empires. The people of Earth lock away the mutants over their own fears. The powers of magic have mutated and shifted as reality itself cracks.

The heroes and villains of the multiverse are scattered across the stars and worlds, and only you can save it, or take dominion over what is left.

You play a unique hero or villain designed within the Marvel Multiverse system, or an existing hero or villain of your choice.

Will you save our heroes from the cracking shards of the multiverse itself, or will you become the dominating master of these lands; as enemies become friends, and friends become... rivals.

I like degradation, noncon, slaveplay, humiliation, petplay, misogyny, raceplay/politics play, outfit control and TPE

Mankind knew that they could not change society. So instead of reflecting on themselves, they blamed the beasts.

Heaven or Hell

The year is 2187, and the world has been changed forever by the forces of magic. Europe, shattered by the crusades against the magical bioweapons known as GEARS, has long been ruled by the three kings of The Allied Kingdoms of Illyria as established by the UN.

Despite the attempts by criminal organizations, rogue magical terrorists, and godlike beings from beyond space and time, the allied kingdoms alongside the assistance of The United States of America have kept an uneasy peace through the use of advanced magical monitoring technology, a very fat man with a coffin that is actually a minigun, and a Brazilian with a dog.

With an uneasy peace established, The United Nations has begun another program to supplant the previous peacekeeping attempts. The Third Holy Order Selection Tournament.

Attracting top tier warriors from throughout the world, the top 8 of this tournament would be able to take a place among a reformed Third Sacred Order of Holy Knights, a peacekeeping force of grand scale controlled by The United Nations.

The winner among all of them would be a champion, and alongside his position as leader, he would be granted one wish from a mysterious benefactor.

This is a 1 on 1 game based on the universe of Guilty Gear, using the Fight! 2e system. You will fight in a tournament of the greatest champions, forming alliances, rivalries, and hopefully claiming ultimate victory and command of a force of the greatest(and least clothed) warriors on earth.

You can choose to try and adapt a Canon character to the system or create your own

Can't escape from crossing fate!

A light smog wafts up from the Biotechnica fields just outside the city. The everpresent smokes and gases are illuminated by the tower of advertisements that reaches into the sky, taller than any building. The rain falls in sheets. Glowing umbrellas protect the passersby. The sky is the color of television, tuned to a dead channel. Grimy streets are lined by long gutters. The chemicals, bodily fluids, and blood wash off into the storm drains. It rains every night, and it's never enough to wash away all of it. The night is suffused with neon light that refracts through the airborne particulates, and creaks with the noise that the locals might call music.

Sarah always thought she was different. Terrible things only happened to other people, who were stupid enough to walk in bad neighborhoods, or weak enough to be unable to fight back. When a 45. caliber pistol was placed against her temple, she did very little fighting back. The scav haunt was a butchery; a dirty, blood soaked, corpse filled, smoky, stinky mess. She spent the next hour freezing in an ice tub high on black lace before one of the scavs finally came by to service her. Her eyes were Kiroshi Optics Mk 2. High quality. The scavs took those first. Her chestplate was fake, not that anyone could tell by sight or touch. The scavs took that too, replaced it with a "larger" model. Sarah was one of the lucky ones. Most people don't leave a scav haunt alive, but she always had a pretty face. The doctor did something scavs rarely do, insert an implant rather than take it out. This one made sure that if she disobeyed an order, her life would end, and so her new life began.

Thomas never liked the Maelstrom gangers. The borg fuckers were unpredictable. He could deal with any other gang. You know what pisses them off, what they want, how they go about getting it, but Maelstrom; you just never know. A deal with Maelstrom always ends with blood. Thomas is good enough that most of the blood isn't his. He bends down to pick up the chip, the thing he was there to purchase all peacefully, but that the Maelstromers decided they wanted to fight over. He spots one of the gangers still alive off to the side. One of their female members. She was new, most of her body hadn't been completely taken over by borgware, and she was cute. Thomas thanked the Solo gods that he wouldn't have to spend some of his paycheck on a joytoy to keep his bed warm tonight. She'd be obedient after he fixed her up, and after a few hits of Black Lace or Cringe.

I want to tell a story of the Cyberpunk future, where what's right and wrong has been shifted by the eternal greed of corporations, and the survival instincts of those living in a system that wasn't meant to ensure their existence. In Night City you're either predator or prey, and whichever you are, you're in for a life of violence, money, sex, and street samurai. Using Cyberpunk Red. This game will naturally be lewd but will be close to 80:20 gameplay to smut.

My favorite kinks include noncon, slaveplay, petplay, raceplay, nationplay, degradation, humiliation, literacy, and tpe.

He bows ever deep and ever low. Mr Trafalgar, your impish companion. He bows to you his master, and your maleficence, your moral wrongness and destructive maliciousness. You are a devil lord, but more than a devil lord, you are a visionary. The people of The Sword Coast LAUGH and they CHEER as their heroes return from faraway voyages and defeat the forces of evil. They are so HAPPY.

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DISGUSTING!!!

​

You will show them ruination and destruction. Your hordes of loyal minions will lure them in with gold and with magic and they will destroy these heroes, banish their souls, and ravage their mortal remains! There will be no peace, there will be no happiness in this fetid place. Only the cries of defeated fools, the screams of their fallen, and the roars of rage and delight of your loyal henchmen!

​

Mr Trafalgar wrings his hands like a mosquito and cackles alongside you in his little voice. All will fall before you, for not only are you a demon lord, you are....

​

The Dungeonkeeper!!!

​

This is a game of 5e based on Dungeonkeeper. This game will use a unique variation of the rules of 5e. Rather than playing a main character and fighting in dungeons, we will be serving in something of a dual gm role. You will use the statlines of monsters that you attract to your domain with your maleficence, and construct an infinitely expanding dungeon of your own design. I will design parties of heroes who will bravely and foolishly plumb the depths in search of gold and treasure, only to fail at your hand.

​

Raid the countryside for breeding stock and create your own army from the plight of the masses, make deals with devils and dark gods, humiliate foolish heroines and bend them to your will, collect powerful magical items; not for your own use but to serve as bait for ever more powerful heroes, or to give to your most trusted henchmen.

​

I'll still be playing the role of GM in that I'll be running the show behind the scenes. Only who plays the monsters and who plays the heroes has been flipped on its head!

​

Includes kinks like noncon, breeding, degradation, humiliation, misogyny, outfit control, bondage, pure evil, and a mockup of your dungeon that fits in your quarters(and is designed for ants)

​

Does not include kinks like guro, filthplay, or feet

There is no peace on this damned coast. For centuries, The Sword Coast has been stuck in a mire of decadence and cruelty. The rich of Baldur's Gate get fat off their lessers, drowning in meat, wine, and women. The zealots of Elturel draw and quarter tieflings on the street while laughing citizens sing songs about Hellriders defeating devils. On the frontier, the few honest folk who want to carve a life for themselves out of the forbidding wilds are met by bandits, goblins, and worse. Power and gold trade hands between the wrathful and the greedy.

Your father has long been king of Neverwinter. But in his old age, it is clear who really has control of his kingdom. You are The Prince, a powerful magic user and adventurer. Your party is your collection. The most beautiful warriors and mages of the world, collected one by one as you strive to acquire the finest harem in all of Toril. Will you strike out alone, just you and your women in the name of glory and gold, or will you take the reins of your father's kingdom and conquer the inferior species to fill up the empty slots of your collection.

My kinks include, slaveplay, outfit control, degradation, humiliation, raceplay, petplay, interspecies domination, misogyny, and dub/noncon.

There is no peace on this damned coast. For centuries, The Sword Coast has been stuck in a mire of decadence and cruelty. The rich of Baldur's Gate get fat off their lessers, drowning in meat, wine, and women. The zealots of Elturel draw and quarter tieflings on the street while laughing citizens sing songs about Hellriders defeating devils. On the frontier, the few honest folk who want to carve a life for themselves out of the forbidding wilds are met by bandits, goblins, and worse. Power and gold trade hands between the wrathful and the greedy.

Your father has long been king of Neverwinter. But in his old age, it is clear who really has control of his kingdom. You are The Prince, a powerful magic user and adventurer. Your party is your collection. The most beautiful warriors and mages of the world, collected one by one as you strive to acquire the finest harem in all of Toril. Will you strike out alone, just you and your women in the name of glory and gold, or will you take the reins of your father's kingdom and conquer the inferior species to fill up the empty slots of your collection.

My kinks include, slaveplay, outfit control, degradation, humiliation, raceplay, petplay, interspecies domination, misogyny, and dub/noncon.

There is no peace on this damned coast. For centuries, The Sword Coast has been stuck in a mire of decadence and cruelty. The rich of Baldur's Gate get fat off their lessers, drowning in meat, wine, and women. The zealots of Elturel draw and quarter tieflings on the street while laughing citizens sing songs about Hellriders defeating devils. On the frontier, the few honest folk who want to carve a life for themselves out of the forbidding wilds are met by bandits, goblins, and worse. Power and gold trade hands between the wrathful and the greedy.

You are an adventurer on the cusp of gaining power. Will you join the ranks of the despotic and power-hungry? Will you become a victim to the intractable powers of this wretched land? Or will you be a hero, holding onto the last piece of hope the coast has left, and subsist off the gratitude of those you save?

This is a 1on1 game of Draw Steel in a dark fantasy filled Sword Coast. This game will have the atmosphere of Diablo 2, Berserk, and Divinity. You live in a world filled with darkness and cruelty, will you join in that dark revelry, or rise above?

My kinks include, slaveplay, outfit control, degradation, humiliation, raceplay, interspecies domination, misogyny, and dub/noncon.

A light smog wafts up from the Biotechnica fields just outside the city. The everpresent smokes and gases are illuminated by the tower of advertisements that reaches into the sky, taller than any building. The rain falls in sheets. Glowing umbrellas protect the passersby. The sky is the color of television, tuned to a dead channel. Grimy streets are lined by long gutters. The chemicals, bodily fluids, and blood wash off into the storm drains. It rains every night, and it's never enough to wash away all of it. The night is suffused with neon light that refracts through the airborne particulates, and creaks with the noise that the locals might call music.

Sarah always thought she was different. Terrible things only happened to other people, who were stupid enough to walk in bad neighborhoods, or weak enough to be unable to fight back. When a 45. caliber pistol was placed against her temple, she did very little fighting back. The scav haunt was a butchery; a dirty, blood soaked, corpse filled, smoky, stinky mess. She spent the next hour freezing in an ice tub high on black lace before one of the scavs finally came by to service her. Her eyes were Kiroshi Optics Mk 2. High quality. The scavs took those first. Her chestplate was fake, not that anyone could tell by sight or touch. The scavs took that too, replaced it with a "larger" model. Sarah was one of the lucky ones. Most people don't leave a scav haunt alive, but she always had a pretty face. The doctor did something scavs rarely do, insert an implant rather than take it out. This one made sure that if she disobeyed an order, her life would end, and so her new life began.

Thomas never liked the Maelstrom gangers. The borg fuckers were unpredictable. He could deal with any other gang. You know what pisses them off, what they want, how they go about getting it, but Maelstrom; you just never know. A deal with Maelstrom always ends with blood. Thomas is good enough that most of the blood isn't his. He bends down to pick up the chip, the thing he was there to purchase all peacefully, but that the Maelstromers decided they wanted to fight over. He spots one of the gangers still alive off to the side. One of their female members. She was new, most of her body hadn't been completely taken over by borgware, and she was cute. Thomas thanked the Solo gods that he wouldn't have to spend some of his paycheck on a joytoy to keep his bed warm tonight. She'd be obedient after he fixed her up, and after a few hits of Black Lace or Cringe.

I want to tell a story of the Cyberpunk future, where what's right and wrong has been shifted by the eternal greed of corporations, and the survival instincts of those living in a system that wasn't meant to ensure their existence. In Night City you're either predator or prey, and whichever you are, you're in for a life of violence, money, sex, and street samurai. I'd prefer to use the RPG system Cyberpunk Red or maybe Mork_Borg. Knowledge of the system isn't necessary, but a willingness to learn is, or to communicate if that isn't what you're into.

My favorite kinks include noncon, slaveplay, petplay, raceplay, nationplay, degradation, humiliation, literacy, and tpe.

There is no peace on this damned coast. For centuries, The Sword Coast has been stuck in a mire of decadence and cruelty. The rich of Baldur's Gate get fat off their lessers, drowning in meat, wine, and women. The zealots of Elturel draw and quarter tieflings on the street while laughing citizens sing songs about Hellriders defeating devils. On the frontier, the few honest folk who want to carve a life for themselves out of the forbidding wilds are met by bandits, goblins, and worse. Power and gold trade hands between the wrathful and the greedy.

You are an adventurer on the cusp of gaining power. Will you join the ranks of the despotic and power-hungry? Will you become a victim to the intractable powers of this wretched land? Or will you be a hero, holding onto the last piece of hope the coast has left, and subsist off the gratitude of those you save?

This is a 1on1 game of Draw Steel in a dark fantasy filled Sword Coast. This game will have the atmosphere of Diablo 2, Berserk, and Divinity. You live in a world filled with darkness and cruelty, will you join in that dark revelry, or rise above?

My kinks include, slaveplay, outfit control, degradation, humiliation, raceplay, interspecies domination, misogyny, and dub/noncon.

The Multiverse as we know it is falling apart.

Experiments by twin DOOMs, the DOOM of our timeline, and the DOOM of 2099 have caused reality to fracture. As it does, the people left behind fall into disarray. The Intergalactic Empire of Wakanda repeats the mistakes of all empires. The people of Earth lock away the mutants over their own fears. The powers of magic have mutated and shifted as reality itself cracks.

The heroes and villains of the multiverse are scattered across the stars and worlds, and only you can save it, or take dominion over what is left.

You play a unique hero or villain designed within the Marvel Multiverse system, or an existing hero or villain of your choice.

Will you save our heroes from the cracking shards of the multiverse itself, or will you become the dominating master of these lands; as enemies become friends, and friends become rivals....

I like degradation, noncon, slaveplay, humiliation, petplay, misogyny, raceplay/politics play, outfit control and TPE

Its as easy as 1,2, 3!

There is no peace on this damned coast. For centuries, The Sword Coast has been stuck in a mire of decadence and cruelty. The rich of Baldur's Gate get fat off their lessers, drowning in meat, wine, and women. The zealots of Elturel draw and quarter tieflings on the street while laughing citizens sing songs about Hellriders defeating devils. On the frontier, the few honest folk who want to carve a life for themselves out of the forbidding wilds are met by bandits, goblins, and worse. Power and gold trade hands between the wrathful and the greedy.

You are an adventurer on the cusp of gaining power. Will you join the ranks of the despotic and power-hungry? Will you become a victim to the intractable powers of this wretched land? Or will you be a hero, holding onto the last piece of hope the coast has left, and subsist off the gratitude of those you save?

This is a 1on1 game of DnD 5e in a dark fantasy filled Sword Coast. This game will have the atmosphere of Diablo 2, Berserk, and Divinity. You live in a world filled with darkness and cruelty, will you join in that dark revelry, or rise above?

My kinks include, slaveplay, outfit control, degradation, humiliation, raceplay, interspecies domination, misogyny, and dub/noncon.