[M4F] Dark passions, love covered in blood, a match made in Hell
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[TW: BLOOD, DEATH, CLAUSTROPHOBIA]
It has been four years since Jack has felt Hannah's warm embrace. For the last four years in this cell, no bigger than 2 steps in any direction, he has spent all his breaths only longing for her. To hold her. To smell her. To pull her in and kiss her, like he used to, when they were both free.
Until a fateful night together with rage, impulse and passion changed it all.
She's right here with him. Only a couple hundred yards away, locked up in the female unit. He wants to run to her; he would crawl to her on broken glass set on fire just to get a peek at her. But the thousands of iron bars, locks and electrified fences of Permanent Containment Facility, where they house the "psychologically hopeless, terminally unfit for society", separate them. He has lost count of the number of times he's broken his fingers, trying to punch through the iron to get to her. He knows that he's a monster and that she's a monster, but he'll fight the world with her by his side.
He runs his hand through his grown, wavy hair and takes a deep breath in the stagnant air of his dark, windowless cell.
He's going to see her tonight.
His heart hammers in his chest as he clutches the master key tighter in his hand, his sweat dampening his face as well as the uniform of the guard he's wearing, while the guard lies dead in the corner, dressed in Jack's clothes.
There are still 3 hours to go. He closes his eyes and drifts into a dreamlike state, the metallic smell of the guard's blood bringing back memories which seem from another life.
Nothing can go wrong. Nothing ever does with her. Hannah is his lucky charm. He'll walk in there calmly, get her and they'll go somewhere, far, far away.
To kill again.
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Where this goes:
Hannah and Jack escape to a town in the middle of nowhere under fake identities, living two separate lives at day and at night. To the world, they're the beautiful young couple who just moved nextdoor, but to their victims and the police, they're a match made in Hell; Bonnie and Clyde resurrected.
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What I'm looking for: (only \\\\\\\*18+\\\\\\\*)
• A woman who can write Hannah: evil & immoral like Jack, yet loving and passionate in her own way. You are free to play around with her character, as long as they're as bad as each other.
• There are going to be very few "clean" kills in our story, so please have a stomach for gory imagery and messy scenes. Better if you're a bit familiar with violent stories (eg. body horror, splatterpunk, horror etc.)
• Even fictional serial killing is a careful, detailed job, so we'll have to talk about where the story's gonna go or what's a method they could be using next time, so please be available for communication.
• Bloody scenes will be a big part of it, but I like >password: cigarettes< to write romance, life and drama too. We may oscillate between romance and slashing on the same day.
• Please, please be creative and don't be afraid to take charge and improvise, I LOVE an active partner in plotting and writing. Don't be a dry responding, monotonous dummy, I would be on an AI if I wanted that. Let words and ideas flow and match my energy!
About me:
I'm in my 20s. I've been roleplaying for 8 years now. I can respond 3-4 times/day with multiple paragraphs similar to the ones written above. Not a serial killer IRL (happy, Reddit gods?)
Please don't reach out if you're:
• squeamish about blood, organs and viscera
• are not creative in an unconventional way
• *not frequent with your responses (min. 2/day)*
• only wanna write smut
See you on the other side. Don't forget the password. I am 18+ and all participants and characters will be 18+ only.