u/Significant_Shine599

“Is..is it recording ? Are you sure Oswald ? I don’t want a mistake like last time. Well it’s because I was wearing - OH HELLO THERE . My sweet child . It seems you have awaken something within you . And that something is extraordinary. My name is Gwendeline Chase , Headmistress of The Chase school for the Arcanely Gifted . Yes, I know this may sound crazy , but believe me it is true . And how amazing this situation is . You have exhibited an Active Power. Which is very rare indeed! Those who posses the ability to utilize Arcana , or Magic , utilize spells , rituals , and other tools as a medium to do so. But you have shown that along with utilizing Magic, you have been bestowed an individual gift! This doesn’t happen often. —what …two students ? This year ?! Well which one am I taking to ? Is this \[\[My Character \]\] or \[\[Your Character’s name\]\] . WELL IN ANY EVENT REGARDLESS OF WHICH ONE YOU ARE…and we should probably figure that out …WELCOME TO CHASE …alright Oswald turn it off !

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My heart raced. I couldn’t believe this was happening . I thought hallucinated it all. This all started when my brothers…\[\[Your Character’s name\]\] . Ever since I couldn’t remember. He’s always been there . Taunting me. Humiliating me. I go to sleep and all I see are those devious eyes . As we got older things just got worse . More intense. More personal. Then one day one day I couldn’t take it and I just- I guess what Headmistress Chase called “awaken?” But did I hear that correctly. He awaked too!? W-when !? How !? Just when I thought I would finally have gotten ride of him…Im actually stuck with him , more than ever ..

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This is very much “your older brothers best friends is your bully “ but with a mystical twist ! A rare situation has accrued where both of us have awaken with an individual gift (power ) which is extremely rare . And now we are both enrolled at the Chase school for the Arcanely Gifted . Even worse ? We’re roomies

Dynamic : you’re my big brothers best friend but also my relentless bully .

Kinks: dom/ sub , verbal , bullying, slapping, choking, name calling , rough, degrading

Limits : scat , blood , gore , characters MUST BE 18+

((Super open to discuss things for clarity and to make this truly collaborative))

“Is..is it recording ? Are you sure Oswald ? I don’t want a mistake like last time. Well it’s because I was wearing - OH HELLO THERE . My sweet child . It seems you have awaken something within you . And that something is extraordinary. My name is Gwendeline Chase , Headmistress of The Chase school for the Arcanely Gifted . Yes, I know this may sound crazy , but believe me it is true . And how amazing this situation is . You have exhibited an Active Power. Which is very rare indeed! Those who posses the ability to utilize Arcana , or Magic , utilize spells , rituals , and other tools as a medium to do so. But you have shown that along with utilizing Magic, you have been bestowed an individual gift! This doesn’t happen often. —what …two students ? This year ?! Well which one am I taking to ? Is this [[My Character ]] or [[Your Character’s name]] . WELL IN ANY EVENT REGARDLESS OF WHICH ONE YOU ARE…and we should probably figure that out …WELCOME TO CHASE …alright Oswald turn it off !

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My heart raced. I couldn’t believe this was happening . I thought hallucinated it all. This all started when my brothers…[[Your Character’s name]] . Ever since I couldn’t remember. He’s always been there . Taunting me. Humiliating me. I go to sleep and all I see are those devious eyes . As we got older things just got worse . More intense. More personal. Then one day one day I couldn’t take it and I just- I guess what Headmistress Chase called “awaken?” But did I hear that correctly. He awaked too!? W-when !? How !? Just when I thought I would finally have gotten ride of him…Im actually stuck with him , more than ever ..

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This is very much “your older brothers best friends is your bully “ but with a mystical twist ! A rare situation has accrued where both of us have awaken with an individual gift (power ) which is extremely rare . And now we are both enrolled at the Chase school for the Arcanely Gifted . Even worse ? We’re roomies

Dynamic : you’re my big brothers best friend but also my relentless bully .

Kinks: dom/ sub , verbal , bullying, slapping, choking, name calling , rough, degrading

Limits : scat , blood , gore , characters MUST BE 18+

((Super open to discuss things for clarity and to make this truly collaborative))

New York never sleeps.

That sounds romantic when tourists say it. In reality, it means the city is always screaming.

Car crashes at 2AM in Queens. Supervillains tearing through Harlem rooftops. Gang wars in Hell’s Kitchen backed by black market tech that should not exist. Cult activity in abandoned subway tunnels. Headlines calling people like us “heroes” while the city quietly bleeds underneath us every single night.

And in the center of all of it?

Him.

The golden boy of New York.

The city’s favorite weapon.

The hero everyone trusts to save them when buildings collapse and monsters crawl out of the dark.

And me?

I’m the reason he survives long enough to do it.

I’m not the powerhouse. I’m not the one throwing punches hard enough to crater concrete or ripping enemies apart in direct combat. I’m the one in his head during battle, warning him three seconds before someone pulls the trigger. The one freezing weapons in place with telekinesis before they reach him. The one reinforcing his body with spellwork after he’s already pushed himself too far. The one pulling information out of enemy minds while he keeps them busy.

Support.

Control.

Utility.

That’s what the papers would call me if they knew I existed.

Officially, I’m not even supposed to exist.

The city knows him. They know the symbol. The interviews. The fights caught on blurry phone cameras. They know the unstoppable hero who launches himself into danger like he was born for it.

But nobody talks about the second shadow standing behind him.

The psychic.

The “assistant.”

The one who lives with him deep inside a hidden headquarters beneath Manhattan where the walls are lined with magical wards, surveillance monitors, medical equipment, ancient spellbooks, and enough secrets to destroy careers, governments, and maybe the city itself.

Because heroes like him aren’t built for peace.

They’re built for war.

And war destroys people.

Especially when they keep throwing themselves into it over and over again like dying is just another Tuesday.

That’s where our dynamic begins.

He’s brutal in combat. Aggressive. Reckless. The kind of hero who walks directly into gunfire because he knows he can handle it. Most of his abilities are built for direct confrontation — strength, speed, durability, energy projection, close combat, whatever fits your character best. He’s the shield standing between New York and chaos.

But shields crack.

Especially when the city starts changing.

There’s something happening beneath New York. Something organized. Coordinated. Criminal factions are suddenly working together. Supervillains who hated each other are sharing resources. Magical artifacts are disappearing from hidden collections across the city. People with psychic abilities are going missing.

And every lead we follow points toward one impossible conclusion:

Someone is preparing for something big enough to require an army.

Maybe it’s a syndicate.

Maybe it’s a cult.

Maybe it’s something inhuman wearing the face of a man.

Whatever it is, they know about us.

About him.

About me.

And they’ve started hitting where we’re weakest.

This RP could focus on on:((I say could cause I would love to build this together))
— Hero/sidekick partnership dynamics
— Living together in a headquarters in NYC
— Action-heavy plots and missions
— Psychic/magical support during combat
— Emotional dependence and trust
— The public image of heroes vs private reality
— Slow-burn relationship development
— Injuries, exhaustion, late-night arguments, patching each other up after missions
— Investigations, conspiracies, underground organizations, corrupt officials, rogue enhanced humans, etc.
— Balancing normal life with being responsible for an entire city

Your character should feel like someone the city worships.

Mine will be the only one who sees how badly he’s actually falling apart.

Limits: Blood , scat,
Kink : Verbal , Dom-Sub , Cuckhold , bondage, power play, begging ,
((We can discuss also))

I enjoy Snapchat for RP((preferred actually)) but we can figure something out .