The alarm clock rang its unique, mechanical buzzing; the wheel on which the digit plates were rotating had flipped over to indicate the time: 6 am. Julio pulled a face. His dreams had not been entirely pleasant, but, in his half-awake state he knew that they had been dreams, images from a world beyond the terrible present.
He felt weaker this morning. There was an indistinct headache; faint but noticeable, annoying but not bad enough to make him go for a painkiller. Oh - he remembered he must not take the painkillers from his bathroom cabinet they were .. were. He rubbed his hands over his face. Where did those memories come from?
Trying to reach for the off switch to shut off the annoying sound he knocked over a glass of water. It fell down and shattered with the mundane, low-pitched sound only a full glass of water would make. He had known this would happen. Or rather, he remembered now that he should have known it would happen. It happened every morning.
He reached down instinctively, without looking and stopped short. A power cable underneath his bed was weak, and the water soaked into the cheap, blue-and-gold patterned carpet had caused a short circuit. Touching it would send a lethal shock through him. He .. was it deja-vu? remembered dying in this very bed, before the alarm went off again. Without dreams, without rest. Weaker still.
More faint memories started to come back. He remembered that he could savely climb over the foot end of his bed where his white t-shirt and torn jeans were folded neatly over the splintered back rest of a rickety wooden chair. There was time to get dressed, but he would have to hurry then. Already he could smell how the old, cloth-covered power cables were heating up. Once the fire started he would have to jump out of the window to even make it out alive. No, better to hurry and leave through the empty hotel lobby. Outside it would be ... different. It was different every day.
Julio is an experimental concept I had wanted to try out for a long time now. Julio is trapped in a time loop. Once he leaves the hotel, he will find himself in either your character's world or a world we set up together. He won't remember the hotel room, he won't know that he is doomed to wake up there again. He knows nothing but his name, and that he has a strange, unnatural craving. Hunger is only a part of it.
This character will be evolving with every scene I play with him; each partner will leave certain traits, memories, abilites or even items that Julio will keep every time he steps out after. Perhaps he will even learn the reasons for his entrapment, or how to manipulate it. Time will tell.
Julio is both predator and prey. Please note that, if you want your character to eat him there is always a chance that Julio's death will be final and he will not wake up again. If you are not comfortable with permanent victims we might be able to arrange a scene outside of Julio's story.
Player is very curious and whisper-friendly, BUT if your profile has more negative than positive sliders, or you have a huge list of what people must do before they can "get" a scene with you, chances are we won't be getting along too well. It's not about "getting" a scene, it's about mutual enjoyment.
Consider every single slider set to 100%. Yes, I mean it. It is an essential part of his background story that I keep him open to any idea that gets thrown my way, even outside of the preferences I would have normally.
The only exceptions I have to make are divine/god-like beings because those would clash with his setup, and underage sex. Underage characters for interaction and vore are perfectly fine though.
If your character is based on a TV show or computer game I very likely won't know them and you will have to be prepared to give me a few explanations first.
Events
After leaving his hotel Julio found himself in a vast swampland where very soon a huge Frog_of_the_swamp emerged from the bog. Not believing his unintentional visit, she left him with two options - eat him right away or accept a riddle challenge.
Julio pragmatically chose the second option, but failed to solve the frog's riddle. He found unceremonously snatched up by the amohibian's tongue and soon after died in her stomach.
Julio's spirit only barely made it back to his sleeping physical form, yet he will once more wake up at 6 am. A little weaker than before, and now with a distinct fear of water (aquaphobia). He will avoid large bodies of water like lakes or streams, and (if ever) only cross them on boat or bridge if he is truly desparate.
