The intimacy of sharing a world with someone
I was told I was dramatic for saying stuff like this today by my behavioral specialist who checks in with me weekly, but I really feel like roleplay is as important to me as romance, sex, and kink and yet separate from all of those things. I could roleplay with someone who I'm not in a romantic relationship with, never have sex with them, and never listen to a single kink command they tell me.
The world I'm trying to create is heavily influenced by fantastical versions of the parts of myself that I don't tell a lot of people. If you can see those parts of myself and not run away. And still love me and care about me as a friend, then I will love you forever.
Because of how seriously I take this stuff, I won't be saying any of the stuff that's that intimate, but I will give you the stuff I will tell people who aren't my partner.
I want to tell very anti colonialist high magic stories about characters who feel like people, and might become real people in my brain due to their believability and my hyper empathy.
I often get obsessed with the idea of class roles and groups of 3-5 due to my miserable experiences with D&D and Pathfinder. However, I've moved past that enough that I think I'm ready for roleplay without mechanics and still think calling a character a 'Rogue' is kinda cute and fun! The fantasy of a Rogue is so iconic still tbh. My favorite classes to think about are Rogue, then Barbarian, then Wizard, then Cleric, then Bard. However, I consider myself a highly dissociated mind Wizard multiclassing support Bard inspiring my friends, cheering them on!
I don't see the point in large paragraphs and in fact prefer vc to text, but will still text rp.
I will empathize with EVERY. SINGLE. LIVING. THING. and thing that used to be living.
I think it'd be cool if dungeons were living ecosystems with a symbiotic relationship with adventurers.
















