M4m storys

Hi everyone !
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First of all, some information about the script :
I don't mind monetization, but I'd like to be credited.
If certain elements written in the script cause problems during recording, I'm fine with minor adjustments (rephrasing sentences, adding reactions), as long as they preserve the original meaning of the script. All actions involving sound additions (noises, music, etc.) are not obligatory, but they can contribute to immersion in the story. The important thing is that the listener understands what's going on.
Also : English is not my first language, so don't hesitate to let me know if the script contains any errors, either in the writing or in the construction of the story.
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Context :
You're a witch respected throughout the kingdom. It may seem surprising, but you help the royal family with your powers and healing potions. To thank you, the king has decided to invite you to a ball. Perhaps it was more the idea of his son, the Prince, who seems interested in you. Your Familiar, on the other hand, has no intention of letting the heir to the throne get too close to you. Let's hope the party goes off without a hitch.
Additional info :

• The familiar's name is Ciaran and the prince’s name is Alaric (but you can change them if you want)
• Here's [PART 1]
• For this series, there are two versions of [PART 2] : [PART 2 MM4A Version] and this one wich is [PART 2 M4A Version]
• For this script, I'm referring to the Listener as a witch, but of course if you're using the M4A and M4M tags, you can use the terms mage (neutral) and wizard. Same for pronouns.

Estimated audio length : 1400 spoken word, 10 to 15min
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[Listener and Familiar arrive at the outer gate of the castle, on their way to the ball]
Speaker : Ugh, I really hate this costume. I feel too covered up, like I'm confined.
Speaker : How do humans stand this ? I feel ridiculous.
(...)

Speaker : You find me elegant like this ?
Speaker : Well, maybe this outfit isn't so bad after all...
(…)

Speaker (embarrassed) : You, too, look really charming in that attire...
[They walk]
Speaker : Well, we'd better hurry up and get inside ; the ball will start soon.
[Palace guards approach]
Speaker : Guards... Do you think they've come to welcome us ?
[The guards look aggressive]

Speaker : Well, judging by the weapons they're carrying, it seems they're not here to chat.
Speaker : Stay behind me ; it's dangerous.
[The guards seem unwilling to let them pass, swords clashing]

Speaker : Hey, hey, let's calm down ! We have invitations.
Speaker (annoyed) : Looks like you don't know who you're dealing with. This person is the most influential witch in the kingdom. I suggest you step back if you don't want to end up as toads.
(…)

Speaker (addressing Listener again) : I told you coming here was a bad idea.
Speaker : They're not exactly eager to see us join their little party.
(…)
[The guards finally let them through]

Speaker : Well, you finally agree to let us through, it’s about time.
Speaker : Come on, we should hurry before they change their minds.

[They enter the room]
Speaker : Well. I must admit this place is splendid. All these ornaments, this decoration, it must be incredibly expensive.
Speaker (bitterly) : It looks like the royal family has a penchant for extravagance. I bet half the kingdom's taxes go into these adornments.
(…)
Speaker : Well, at least they have good food. I hope the dishes taste as good as they look.
Speaker : We should head to the buffet to find out ! Comme on, follow me !
[They head towards the buffet]

Speaker : Look at all these delicacies. There, exotic fruits ! And here, pastries !
Speaker : There are even dishes I don’t recognize... They really don’t skimp on the food.
[Speaker grabs a plate and starts eating]

Speaker (taking a bite) : Mmm, delicious ! At least they know how to treat their guests.
Speaker (chewing) : Hmm… Oh, and this cake is really good !
[Speaker turns to the Listener]

Speaker (holding out a spoon to the Listener) : Here, taste this !
Speaker : Hm ? Does it bother you if I feed you ?
(…)

Speaker : Hey, it’s nothing ! You’re the one making it weird by refusing so vehemently !
Speaker : I swear this cake is delicious. Come on, say "Ahhh."
[Speaker feeds the Listener]

Speaker : There, very good. So ? What do you think ?
(…)

Speaker (content) : Hehe, I knew you’d like it ! After all, I know your tastes very well.
Speaker : Oh, you have a bit of cake on your cheek.
Speaker (amused) : You can be quite clumsy sometimes. Here, let me help you get that off.
[Speaker moves closer to the Listener, removes the bit of cake, and eats it]
Speaker (innocently) : Why are you looking at me like that ? You know you shouldn't waste food, even if it was on your face. That's why I had to eat it.
(…)

Speaker (leaning in) : Did I make you uncomfortable by doing that ?
Speaker : Not at all ? Your expression says otherwise though... You're really blushing, you know.
[Listener pushes the Speaker, fabric rustling]

Speaker : Haha, calm down ! If you keep fidgeting like that, you'll draw even more attention to us.
Speaker : Well, even without that, we can't really say we're inconspicuous.
Speaker : I mean, I'm still quite noticeable with my horns. Perhaps I should make them disappear for now.
[He makes them disappear]

Speaker (sarcastic) : There, done. Wouldn't want to scare these ladies and gentlemen.
Speaker : Yes, yes, I know, I promised to behave myself tonight. I'll keep my word, I promise.

Speaker : Speaking of promises, didn't the prince tell you he would be here tonight to discuss funding ?
Speaker : Yet I don't see him... Has that coward backed out ?
(Listener makes a remark)

Speaker : Oh, now that you mention it, I can see him.
Speaker (mocking) : Ohh, so Mr. Prince is still under his father's thumb. What a loser.
(…)

Speaker : What... What are you doing ? Do you want to go talk to him ?
Speaker : Why ? Is he incapable of mingling with the "commoners" ? Is mister too precious to make an appearance ?
(Listener gets upset)

Speaker : Tss, whatever, do as you please. I'll stay here waiting.
Speaker : But hurry, I already don't feel very comfortable here, I'd rather not be alone for too long.
(…)

Speaker (to himself, feeling a pang of jealousy) : Who does he think he is, monopolizing their attention like that ?
Speaker : And why do they want to talk to him so much ? This man is nothing special, he's bland and arrogant.
(…)

Speaker (to himself, realizing his own feelings) : Wait. Why does this situation bother me so much ?
Speaker (trying to find an excuse) : I... I know. I must be feeling this way because the atmosphere of this place is getting to me. It's overwhelming, and I'm not used to it. That's all.
[Speaker looks around]

Speaker : Anyway, the other guests seem more at ease.
Speaker : Now that I notice it, there are quite a few couples here... They must be looking forward to the dance later.
(…)

Speaker : Maybe I should offer to dance with them tonight... I would love to be able to hold them in my arms, swaying to the music... Just the two of us.
Speaker : But th-this would be purely professional, of course. To strengthen our bonds as colleagues. Ye-yeah, I should ask them.
(…)

Speaker : Well, for that to happen, they would have to hurry back first. At the moment, the prince doesn't seem to want to let them go.
[Familiar starts getting more and more frustrated]

Speaker (frustrated) : Is this prince stupid or what ? Doesn't he see that it's because of him they don't dare to leave ? He's really unbearable, clinging to them like a parasite !
Speaker (exasperated) : With his arrogant air, he must think he's above everyone just because he wears a crown and a few jewels. It's pathetic !

Speaker (getting angrier) : And all these nobles... They're here strutting around like peacocks, without caring about anything other than themselves.
Speaker (getting more and more agitated) : Ok, I've had enough of this charade. I'm going to go myself and put an end to this little masquerade so I can bring my witch/wizard/mage back here.
(Listener returns quickly to Speaker)

Speaker (suddenly calming down) : Oh, they're finally back.
Speaker (to the Listener) : Hmm... Welcome back.
(…)

Speaker : So uh... What did you talk about ?
Speaker (not convinced) : You just discussed the money needed for your research ? Are you sure ? It seemed like you talked for a long time for it to be just that.
(…)

Speaker : Alright, if you say so.
Speaker : Well, now that you're back, we can enjoy the party a bit.
[Ballroom music playing]

Speaker (trying to open up) : I... I was wondering... Well... Uh...
Speaker : You... You don't have to say yes, but would you consider dancing with me ?
(…)
Speaker : You were going to suggest the same thing ? Great, I really wanted to-
Speaker (catching himself) : I mean... uh yeah, I'm fine with dancing with you,

Speaker (moving closer to the Listener) : So... would you grant me this dance ?
Speaker (chuckles) : Well, I'm delighted.
[They step onto the dance floor]

Speaker : Now, place your hand on my shoulder. Yes, like that.
Speaker : As for me... Hm... I'll need to hold you by the waist. I hope that's alright with you.
Speaker : Perfect. Let's begin, then.
[They start to dance]

Speaker : Hey, are you embarrassed or something ? No ? Then why are you avoiding my gaze ?
Speaker : After all, I'm your dance partner right now, you shouldn't take your eyes off me
(…)

Speaker (teasingly) : Oh ? Does the idea of dancing with me make you uncomfortable ? Being in close proximity like this ?
Speaker (contentedly) : It doesn't really bother you ? Well, then stop averting your eyes and look at me.
(…)

Speaker : Hm ? Surprised that I can dance ? Well, it's something I've grown accustomed to.
Speaker : Back where I come from, we had many festivities like this. I received training to perform various dances to entertain my admirers.
(…)

Speaker : Yes, my admirers. Allow me to remind you that I hail from a rather renowned demon lineage.

Speaker (mischievously) : I had quite a following, if you must know...
Speaker (amused) : Oh, did I imagine it, or did you just furrow your brow ?
[He moves closer]

Speaker : Could it be that you're feeling a bit envious, perhaps ?
Speaker (lightly chuckling) : Hey, no need to look like that. You know you're the only one for me. I have no interest in dancing with anyone else...
(…)

Speaker (once again jealous) : Well, unfortunately, I can't say the same about you.
Speaker : Yes, you. Do you think I didn't notice the looks you and the Prince were exchanging earlier ?
(…)

Speaker (more coldly) : Oh, am I just imagining things ? Really ? Because that's not how it seemed to me.
Speaker (now more serious) : I know what I see. Don't tell me I'm wrong.
[Speaker grips the Listener more firmly]

Speaker : You can try to deny it all you want, but I can see what's going on. You can't say that the Prince is not fascinated by you.
Speaker : And don't tell me it's just politeness or protocol. I know attraction when I see it.
(…)

Speaker (more softly) : Listen, I... I don't want to argue with you. But I can't ignore this. Even if you don't feel love for the prince, he, on the other hand, seems quite taken with you.
Speaker : Plus, I'm not blind, you know. I can see that you're troubled. Don't you have something to tell me ?
(Listener explains)

Speaker (shocked) : What ?
Speaker : The prince... He asked you to come and live at the palace ?
Speaker (speaking loudly) : That bastard ! Who does he think he is ?
(The speaker almost shouts, and the dancing and music stop)

Speaker : Oops... I think I spoke too loudly.
Speaker : Everyone's looking at us now.
(The listener grabs the familiar, the fabric wrinkles)

Speaker : Hey, what are you doing ?
Speaker : You want to come out and talk ? But I...
Speaker (resigning) : Okay... I guess I've done enough anyway.

[They step out onto a balcony, surrounded by the sounds of the night]
Speaker : Look, I already know what's on your mind...
(…)

Speaker (awkwardly) : I apologize for my outburst. I shouldn't have let my emotions get the better of me.
Speaker : But seeing him so close to you earlier, and when you said he asks you to move to the palace... It just threw me off.
[He moves closer to Listener]

Speaker : I understand it's not my place to dictate where you go, and I'll stand by you no matter what. But... I'm afraid of losing you.
Speaker : Our connection means everything to me... You're my all word, you know.
(…)
Speaker (a bit surprised) : You… you don't intend to leave ?
Speaker : Well, it seems I worked myself up for nothing yet again... I apologize.
(…)

Speaker : You know, I truly appreciate having you around. And... I don't want you to go away from me.
[Listener kisses the Familiar's cheek]

Speaker (surprised) : Uh, what's with the sudden kiss ?
Speaker : No, no, it's fine, but what prompted it all of a sudden ?
(…)

Speaker : Me too... you are so important to me. More than I can express in words.
Speaker : And despite all the chaos, dancing with you was the highlight of the evening.
(…)

Speaker : So, should we return to the ball ?
Speaker : Well, you're right. Given the commotion I caused, we can't just go back as if nothing happened.
(…)

Speaker : And you seem tired as well. Perhaps it's best we head home.
(…)

Speaker : Come on, let's go home now
(End)
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Author's note : This script contains elements similar to the MM4A version, but I had to adapt some parts.

Really short story, so my first and only small cap is M4M I got lucky and put 700AUD in around early march when it was at 0.006 trading, it’s currently now at 0.038 I’ve made more then I believe I can. Should I fully pull out or double down?

Hello. I'm hoping to find a possibly long term M4M roleplay partner. I'm an 18+ M and require all participants to be 18+ before reaching out. My time-zone is EST but I don't mind partners with several hours of a difference. I tend to write a lot anyways so I'm patient with roleplay responses, no pressure at all to write back and forth. I would prefer someone with a few years of experience in roleplay as well. Personally I prefer discord for our roleplays so on average I pass the discord typing limit at least once or twice per response, with detailed replies that push the story forward. I think I'd be more compatible with any roleplayers that do the same. It's much more enjoyable if we give each other something to work with.
Genre wise, I'm looking for a long term slice of life, drama, and romance between our characters. I'm not too big on fantasy or non-humans so I'd prefer to steer away from that. I do have a small list of tropes we can choose from, it isn't much but it's for us to either add too, change, or even mix together to create the perfect plot for us just in case you don't have any in mind.
I encourage you to share some of your ideas you've been itching to try! Though if you don't have any I'll be more than happy to brainstorm together. Third person writing and realistic face claims are preferred. If this catches your interest feel free to DM me, I'll get back to you as soon as I can

Hello. I'm hoping to find a possibly long term M4M roleplay partner. I'm an 18+ M and require all participants to be 18+ before reaching out. My time-zone is EST but I don't mind partners with several hours of a difference. I tend to write a lot anyways so I'm patient with roleplay responses, no pressure at all to write back and forth. I would prefer someone with a few years of experience in roleplay as well. Personally I prefer discord for our roleplays so on average I pass the discord typing limit at least once or twice per response, with detailed replies that push the story forward. I think I'd be more compatible with any roleplayers that do the same. It's much more enjoyable if we give each other something to work with.
Genre wise, I'm looking for a long term slice of life, drama, and romance between our characters. I'm not too big on fantasy or non-humans so I'd prefer to steer away from that. I do have a small list of tropes we can choose from, it isn't much but it's for us to either add too, change, or even mix together to create the perfect plot for us just in case you don't have any in mind.
I encourage you to share some of your ideas you've been itching to try! Though if you don't have any I'll be more than happy to brainstorm together. Third person writing and realistic face claims are preferred. If this catches your interest feel free to DM me, I'll get back to you as soon as I can

Ok to monetize, but don't paywall. Links to the previous parts: 1 2 3 4 5 6. The plot is finally in sight. Took 7 parts, but we're finally reaching the story. By the way, I like the idea of werewolves and vampires being intrinsically linked in some way. After all, a pretty classic idea of vampires had werewolf lore mixed in. In Bram Stoker's Dracula, for instance, Dracula has a lot of associations with wolves.
[Dorian]
And now dispel the illusory clone.
(Magic noise)
Only a flicker of overcharge in the illusion that time.
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No, no! It was great! You're making so much progress. It's incredible how far you've come in just a handful of months.
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Alrighty, I think it's about time for a break.
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Don't overwork yourself. Better to stop on purpose than to crash and burn.
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Are you hungry? Thirsty? I keep food around for my boyfriend when he visits, so I'm sure I have something you might like.
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Vampires can't metabolize anything but blood. It's not healthy for us to eat anything else.
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Well, pure human blood is ideal, but I can drink from anything that bleeds red in a pinch.
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Gosh, no. I don't drink from my boyfriend. Werewolf blood is too bitter for my liking.
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I fed yesterday, so I won't be hungry for a week or two. One of the perks of vampirism is that we don't need to feed often. If I were drinking directly from someone's veins, it would be even longer, but I make do with blood bags.
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Oh gosh, that's a good question. I think it's because blood bags are usually diluted with water, but I've never really looked into it.
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You're looking better and better each time I see you, by the way. In terms of health, I mean. Your roommate's advice must be working wonders, huh?
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Every story you tell me about him makes me want to meet him. He sounds sweet.
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And your boyfriend. I want to meet him too. I'm not sure how well I'd get along with him, but he's important to you, and you're important to me.
And I want to introduce you to my boyfriend. He'll like you. I think it'd be pretty hard for anyone not to like you.
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He doesn't actually talk. He's— what was the word he showed me? Nonverbal, I think. And it's hard to read his expression. But he's one of the sweetest people I've ever known. I know you'll like him, once you get to know him.
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Yeah, I'd interpret for you. I doubt you know any lycan sign language. It's pretty different from any human sign language.
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Yeah, werewolves have a very different bone structure from regular humans. A lot of signs are a lot more uncomfortable for them.
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He was born a werewolf. Both his parents are werewolves, and same with most of his ancestors as far back as I'm aware of.
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Nah, they're cool with him being into men.
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Uh, what are you talking about? Why would they have a problem with me being a vampire? Vampires and werewolves are intrinsically linked. A lot of vampires are actually part of werewolf packs. It's meant to keep us in touch with mortality. We aren't above mortals, and living with a pack exposes us to… to loss. Grief is part of being alive, even when you can't die.
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My master had me join a pack later than most vampires would probably recommend, but he wanted me to spend time learning about magic first. It was my 50th deathday when he had me join one. He… probably lost track of time, honestly. He's old.
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My boyfriend's pack has a few vampires too. I haven't met his pack, and he hasn't met mine, but I've told them about him.
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Well, not all of them. The pack elder isn't very understanding, but it's… I'm immortal. I can wait it out.
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Oh… Golly. Yes, I've talked to my boyfriend about mortality. I… It's a little bit much for a casual conversation, d-don't you think? I, um, let's talk about something more pleasant.
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My classes are fine. I just take the classes that interest me. I do have the luxury of going here for as long as I want. Academia suits me. I guess that's pretty obvious though.
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The fae have longer lifespans than humans, you know. You'll be able to pace your studies however you please, and there's no shame in dropping out when you've had your fill.
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Golly, no. My appetite for knowledge is insatiable. I don't think I'll ever leave this place if I don't have to.
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Roland predicted a few… troubling things recently. Nothing urgent, but… troubling nonetheless. Vampire immortality has that one exception. We can be killed in numerous ways, if someone really wants to. I know which one will spell my end, but I'd prefer to keep that to myself. I trust you, but… You never know who or what is listening.
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Roland's office is protected, although I don't know if that's true of all guidance counselors' offices or if it's because of his divine parentage.
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Wait, he really predicted something for you? During your first meeting with him? Wow. He doesn't do that for just anyone. He must have sensed something in you.
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You look worried. Don't speak a word of it until it comes to pass.
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It's not dangerous per se, but…
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I'll tell you later.
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No, probably not today. And definitely not in the library. Like I said before, you never know who or what is listening.
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(Whispering)
There's someone who lurks around here sometimes. I never catch more than a glimpse of him, but I can feel his presence. Being in touch with the Void element sometimes gives me a feel for when someone is taking an interest in me.
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Oh gosh, if only. I would have ended up with my boyfriend so much sooner if it helped with that.
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(Whispering)
The presence is more intense when you're in here with me. Whoever it is… it's you that they're interested in. And that scares me.
Uh, laugh like I just said something funny.
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(Obviously fake laugh)
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(Whispering)
Alrighty, I… think we're in the clear. For now. The presence is still here, but I don't think our unwelcome observer likes levity.
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Just a hunch.
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(Tense)
Alrighty, um, I think it's best if we call it quits for today. Maybe we should start meeting at your dorm instead.
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Mine's… not really a place for the living. I basically spend all my time either here or asleep.
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You joke, but I actually do sleep in a coffin.
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(Laugh)
Be safe.

Hi, here's a new script !
Here's the script that started this story, it's like part 1 of this script : Your Demon Familiar Keeps Your Suitors Away
Of course, filling in this part 1 first is not mandatory, but it gives more context .
For this script, I'm referring to the Listener as a witch, but of course if you're using the M4A and M4M tags, you can use the terms mage (neutral) and wizard. Same for pronouns.
/!\ ATTENTION : If you've done part 1 and are thinking of doing part 2 but don't want to/can't collab, I'm currently working on an M4A version of this script. I hope to post it soon.
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~First of all, some information about the script :~
I don't mind monetization, but I'd like to be credited.
If certain elements written in the script cause problems during recording, I'm fine with minor adjustments (rephrasing sentences, adding reactions), as long as they preserve the original meaning of the script. All actions involving sound additions (noises, music, etc.) are not obligatory, but they can contribute to immersion in the story. The important thing is that the listener understands what's going on.
Also : English is not my first language, so don't hesitate to let me know if the script contains any errors, either in the writing or in the construction of the story.
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Context :
You're a witch respected throughout the kingdom. It may seem surprising, but you help the royal family with your powers and healing potions. To thank you, the king has decided to invite you to a ball. Perhaps it was more the idea of his son, the Prince, who seems interested in you. Your Familiar, on the other hand, has no intention of letting the heir to the throne get too close to you. Let's hope the party goes off without a hitch.
Additional info :

• The familiar's name is Ciaran and the prince’s name is Alaric (but you can change them if you want)
• Here's [PART 1]
• For this series, there are two versions of [PART 2] : [PART 2 M4A Version] and this one wich is [PART 2 MM4A Version]
• For this script, I'm referring to the Listener as a witch, but of course if you're using the M4A and M4M tags, you can use the terms mage (neutral) and wizard. Same for pronouns.
• In this audio, it's a ball with a dance where people change partners as the music plays. Here, the Listener will switch between the Prince and the Familiar in the following order: Familiar, Prince, Familiar, Prince. The changes/transitions between the two characters must be fluid. Imagine that the dance is very fast.

Estimated audio length : 10-15 min (maybe 20min at most)
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[Listener and Familiar arrive at the outer gate of the castle, on their way to the ball]
Familiar : Ugh, I really hate this costume. I feel too covered up, like I'm confined.
Familiar : How do humans stand this ? I feel ridiculous.
(...)

Familiar : You find me elegant like this ?
Familiar : Well, maybe this outfit isn't so bad after all...
(…)

Familiar (embarrassed) : You, too, look really charming in that attire...
[They walk]
Familiar : Well, we'd better hurry up and get inside ; the ball will start soon.

[Palace guards approach]
Familiar : Guards... Do you think they've come to welcome us ?
[The guards look aggressive]

Familiar : Well, judging by the weapons they're carrying, it seems they're not here to chat.
Familiar : Stay behind me ; it's dangerous.
[The guards seem unwilling to let them pass, swords clashing]

Familiar : Hey, hey, let's calm down ! We have invitations.
Familiar (annoyed) : Looks like you don't know who you're dealing with. This person is the most influential witch in the kingdom. I suggest you step back if you don't want to end up as toads.
(…)

Familiar (addressing Listener again) : I told you coming here was a bad idea.
Familiar (sarcastic) : They're not exactly eager to see us join their little party.
(…)

Prince : Well, I was wondering what all the commotion was about ! Gentlemen, let these people pass ; she is a distinguished guest.
Prince : After all, she's none other than the famous Mist Witch !
[Familiar clears his throat, indicating his presence]

Prince (trying to hide his disappointment) : Oh, I see you didn't come alone.
Prince (slightly provocatively) : Of course, you're accompanied by your familiar... Kieran, isn't it ?
Familiar (interrupting almost) : It's Ciaran.
Familiar (on the difference) : And I suggest you remember that because if you invite her, you'll be seeing a lot of me.
(…)

Prince (smiling but annoyed) : Pleased to meet you. I am Prince Alaric, although I think you probably already knew that, given the... relationship that the witch and I share.
Prince (calm again) : Well, don't just stand there, come in. The ball is about to begin.
[They walk, door noise]
(...)

Familiar (whispering) : What an arrogant man. How dare he talk about a "relationship" with you ?
Familiar (irritated) : I really can't stand him.
(...)
(Listener responds)

Familiar : I know, I need to stay calm. I don't want to undo all the efforts you've made to achieve the fame you have today.
Familiar (speaking even lower) : But if he starts getting too close to you, I'll have to make him eat his crown.
[They enter the ballroom] [sounds of people talking]

Prince (charming, addressing Listener) : My dear, I'm delighted that you accepted my invitation. I've been looking forward to seeing you again.
Prince : You look absolutely stunning; that outfit suits you perfectly.

Prince (amused) : It's quite surprising to see you without your hat. Now I can see your face more clearly... You're breathtaking...
[The Prince approaches]

Prince : Oh, wait, you're slightly disheveled. Let me fix that strand of hair...
[The Prince adjusts Listener's hair, touching it delicately]

Prince (whispering) : There, perfect...

Familiar (annoyed) : I think she can fix her hair herself.
Familiar : Or maybe you just need an excuse to touch her, Your Highness ?
[He positions himself between the Prince and the Listener]
(...)

Prince (slightly provocatively) : Well, have I annoyed your Familiar ? That wasn't my intention, of course. I just wanted to be helpful...
Familiar (not convinced) : Of course...
(...)

Prince : Well, shall we make our way to the banquet ?
Prince (addressing Familiar) : Perhaps a drink will help you calm down.
(...)

Familiar (grumbling, whispering to Listener) : He's lucky we're in his father's castle; otherwise, I would have turned him into dust.
(...)
Familiar : Hey, don't look at me like that ! He started it !
Familiar (possessive) : He knows exactly what he's doing, touching you like that...

[They walk to the banquet]
[Prince clinks his glass with silverware to get the crowd's attention]
Prince : Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to take a moment to thank you all for being here tonight.
[Murmurs from the crowd]

Prince (turning to Listener) : I would also like to propose a toast to the health and prosperity of our kingdom. But most importantly, I would like to celebrate the presence of our special guest tonight, the famous Mist Witch.
Prince : Her healing potions have saved lives, and her prosperity elixirs have ensured excellent harvests. Let this evening be dedicated to her, for her dedication to our people's well-being !
[Applause]
Prince : I wish you all a pleasant evening !
(…)

Familiar : Not a bad speech, even if he could have mentioned me. All those potions would never have been ready on time if I didn't spend my time gathering the ingredients...
[The Prince returns to Listener]

Prince : Thank you again for your invaluable help in prospering our kingdom. By the way, your new water purification potion has already had a significant impact on the health of our citizens.
Familiar (slightly sarcastic) : Well, I'm truly surprised, Your Highness, to see that you're funding useful potions for your subjects.

Prince (proudly) : Well, it's my duty as the heir to the throne, you know. I must take steps to-
Familiar (more sarcastic, laughing) : I thought you mainly used those potions to be more "vigorous"...
(…)

Prince (taken aback) : Huh ?
Prince (trying to save face) : You... You must be mistaken haha.
Prince : If... if I were to use such potions, it would only be in battles, to perform better.
Familiar (mocking) : Perform better ? I see... You do seem a bit... sluggish.
Prince (trying to remain cheerful) : A…Anyway !
Prince : The ball will be starting soon !
[The Prince kneels before Listener]

Familiar : What's he doing, why is he kneeling ?
Prince : My dear, would you grant me this dance ?
[Familiar interjects]

Familiar: Sorry, but she has already promised me the first dance ; you'll have to wait your turn.
Prince (a little disappointed) : Well, it seems I made my request too late. I'll wait then.
(…)

[Ballroom music] [Listener and Familiar start dancing]
Familiar : Phew, you were almost at his mercy ; luckily, I intervened just in time.
Familiar : Why did I lie ? What do you mean ?
(Listener responds)

Familiar : Well, it's true you didn't promise me the first dance. But as your escort, I expected it to be the case.
[He leans closer to Listener's ear]

Familiar (teasing) : Why ? Does it bother you to dance with me ? To be close like this ?
(Listener responds)
Familiar (satisfied) : That's what I thought.
(…)
Familiar : Hm ?
Familiar : Surprised that I can dance ? Well, I'm used to it.
Familiar : Where I come from, we used to have many festivities like this. I trained to be able to perform various dances, to satisfy my suitors.
(…)

Familiar : Yes, my suitors. I remind you that I come from a rather famous demon family.
Familiar (mischievous) : I was even quite popular, if you must know...
(…)

Familiar (amused) : Oh, did I dream that, or did you just frown ?
[He moves closer]

Familiar : Could it be that you're jealous, by any chance ?
Familiar (laughs lightly) : Hey, no need to make that face. You know I only have eyes for you. I have no desire to dance with anyone else...
[The Prince, dancing nearby, interrupts]

Prince : Well, sorry to disappoint you, Ciaran, but it's time to change dance partners...
(…)

Familiar (irritated) : The music isn't over yet, as far as I know.
Prince : So what ?
[The Prince takes Listener's hand, leading her into the dance]

Familiar : Hey ! Give her back to me !
Prince (amused ): Silly me, I forgot to mention that it's a mixer dance.
Prince : Therefore, I'll borrow her.

Prince : I'm sure you'll get along just fine with your new dance partner.
[The Familiar is grabbed by a woman]
Familiar (voice trailing off) : Hey, wait ! ...Damn it !
(…)

Prince (satisfied) : Finally alone.
Prince : Please forgive me ; your "servant" seems quite friendly but he is rather noisy. Now, I can finally have you all to myself.
(…)

Prince (flirting) : You look truly enchanting tonight, even more dazzling on the dance floor.
Prince : I'm glad you could make it despite your busy schedule. Is the evening to your liking ?
(…)
Prince : Well, I'm pleased.
Prince : You know, I must say, I feel really good in your company. It's as if we've known each other forever.
(Listener is embarrassed)

Prince (tenderly) : Oh ? You're blushing, my dear... Was I too forward ?
(…)
Prince (laughs) : Well, I didn't expect to see the great Mist Witch in such a state. If it isn't adorable...
(…)
[They dance for a few moments]

Prince (clearing his throat) : You know, there's something I'd like to talk to you about.
Prince : Indeed, I've been thinking about it for a few weeks now, and now I'm ready to say it...
[The Familiar, who had stopped dancing, suddenly grabs Listener's arm]

Familiar (confident) : Sorry, Your Majesty, but it's my turn again !
Prince (taken aback) : What! But... wait. That's not how this dance works.
Prince : She's supposed to dance with a third partner.
Prince (voice lowering) : You can't-
[The Familiar ignores him and starts dancing with Listener]

Familiar : Finally rid of him !
Familiar (annoyed) : I'm sure he used this dance to get closer to you. He's really sneaky.
(Listener rebukes)

Familiar : What ! I wasn't going to let you dance with him, am I ? You're MY partner.
[He leans closer to Listener]

Familiar : Got it ?
Familiar : Anyway, I hope this party won't drag on. I'm getting tired of all this crowd. Familiar (jealous) : But most of all, I'm fed up with having to share you with that idiot.
Familiar : You're much better off with me... aren't you?

[The Prince, who was nearby, takes Listener's arm again, initiating a new partner exchange]
Prince (to the Familiar) : I'll just borrow her again. It seems we have some private matters to discuss.
Familiar : Hey, wait-

[The Prince and Listener resume their dance]
Prince : Where were we...
Prince : Oh yes, I was about to tell you. I...
Prince (embarrassed) : I would like you to live at the palace.
(Listener is surprised)

Prince (continuing) : I know it's a rather sudden and perhaps too direct request, but... I've realized that our interactions could be much more efficient if you were closer.
Prince : My father completely agrees with me. He said he would be willing to build as many rooms as you like for your comfort.
(…)
[He moves his body closer to Listener's]

Prince : We only see each other when you bring potions to the palace. Yet I would love to talk more with you...
Prince : If you lived here, we could find moments to get to know each other better, away from prying eyes...
[The Familiar, who had stopped dancing, suddenly approaches]
Familiar (angry) : Okay, enough is enough.
[The Familiar interjects]

Familiar (more forcefully) : I can't tolerate this charade anymore. You think you can seduce her with your sweet words, but I won't let you hurt her.
Prince (serious) : Hurt her ? That's the last thing on my mind.
Prince : I'm just offering her an opportunity that could be beneficial for both of us.
[The Familiar curses]

Familiar : Don't think just because you're from the royal family you have all the rights. You pretend to be pure, but you're the most deceitful one here.
[The music stops]
(…)

Prince (trying to calm the situation but serious) : Judging by your horns popping out, it seems you're upset.
Prince : But I advise you to calm down a bit. These people came to have a good time at this ball, not to witness a quarrel.
(…)
[The Familiar calms down]

Prince (turning to Listener) : I'll give you some time to think about my proposition dear. Take all the time you need.
Prince : I'll have to step away to meet other guests, but I'll be around if you want to talk more.
[Prince walks away]

(…)
(Listener asks to speak outside with the Familiar)
Familiar : You want to go outside to talk ? But I-
Familiar (resigning) : Fine... I guess I've done enough anyway.
(…)

[They go out onto a balcony, night sounds]
Familiar : Hey, I already know what you're going to say...
(…)
Familiar (awkwardly) : I'm sorry for that scene. I shouldn't have lost my temper like that.
Familiar (continues) : But when I saw him near you like that, and when he asked you to live at the palace... I panicked.
[He moves closer to Listener]

Familiar : I know it's not up to me to decide where you should go, and I'll support you no matter what. But... I don't want to lose you.
Familiar : Our bond is the most precious thing to me... You're the center of my world, you know.
(…)

Familiar (a bit surprised) : You're not planning to go ?
Familiar : Well, it seems I got worked up for nothing once again... I'm sorry.
(…)

Familiar : Should I bring you back twice as many ingredients to make it up to you ?
(Listener responds)
Familiar (laughs) : Well, deal
Familiar : You know, I'm really grateful to have you.

[Listener kisses the Familiar's cheek]
Familiar (surprised) : Uh, why the kiss ?
Familiar : No, no I dont mind, but why all of a sudden ?
(…)

Familiar : Me too… I care about you a lot. More than I can put into words.
(…)
Familiar : You know, despite the chaos, dancing with you was the best part of the evening.
(…)
Familiar : So, should we return to the ball ?
Familiar : Well you’re right, with all the commotion I caused, we can't just go back as if nothing happened.
(…)
Familiar : And you seem tired too. Maybe it's best we head back home.
(…)

Familiar : Come on, let's head back quickly.
(End)
Author's note: I think I'll choose the Familiar.

Deep with in the wilderness a you Demi-human(half-animal half-human) named Marco had ran from the cruel society that shunned him. A being akin to god, known as lord morad, found him and decided to take pity. This is where the RP begins.
Throughout the RP Marco will have to learn how to manage the life of a royal with beings mortal in a land of great godlike beings.
A great threat will be uncovered, and Morad and Marco must face it while balancing their personal lives.
There will be romance, magic, war, politics, and more.
If you’re interested DM me.

Hello. I'm hoping to find a possibly long term M4M roleplay partner. I'm an 18+ M and require all participants to be 18+ before reaching out. My time-zone is EST but I don't mind partners with several hours of a difference. I tend to write a lot anyways so I'm patient with roleplay responses, no pressure at all to write back and forth. I would prefer someone with a few years of experience in roleplay as well. Personally I prefer discord for our roleplays so on average I pass the discord typing limit at least once or twice per response, with detailed replies that push the story forward. I think I'd be more compatible with any roleplayers that do the same. It's much more enjoyable if we give each other something to work with.
Genre wise, I'm looking for a long term slice of life, drama, and romance between our characters. I'm not too big on fantasy or non-humans so I'd prefer to steer away from that. I do have a small list of tropes we can choose from, it isn't much but it's for us to either add too, change, or even mix together to create the perfect plot for us just in case you don't have any in mind.
I encourage you to share some of your ideas you've been itching to try! Though if you don't have any I'll be more than happy to brainstorm together. Third person writing and realistic face claims are preferred. If this catches your interest feel free to DM me, I'll get back to you as soon as I can

Hello. I'm hoping to find a possibly long term M4M roleplay partner. I'm an 18+ M and require all participants to be 18+ before reaching out. My time-zone is EST but I don't mind partners with several hours of a difference. I tend to write a lot anyways so I'm patient with roleplay responses, no pressure at all to write back and forth. I would prefer someone with a few years of experience in roleplay as well. Personally I prefer discord for our roleplays so on average I pass the discord typing limit at least once or twice per response, with detailed replies that push the story forward. I think I'd be more compatible with any roleplayers that do the same. It's much more enjoyable if we give each other something to work with.
Genre wise, I'm looking for a long term slice of life, drama, and romance between our characters. I'm not too big on fantasy or non-humans so I'd prefer to steer away from that. I do have a small list of tropes we can choose from, it isn't much but it's for us to either add too, change, or even mix together to create the perfect plot for us just in case you don't have any in mind.
I encourage you to share some of your ideas you've been itching to try! Though if you don't have any I'll be more than happy to brainstorm together. Third person writing and realistic face claims are preferred. If this catches your interest feel free to DM me, I'll get back to you as soon as I can

Script Link: https://scriptbin.worksNekoStoryWritem4m-becoming-travel-buddies-with-a-stranger
Hello. Here's Part 2 of my multi-part script! I hope I did okay with this one, honestly I'm not so sure anymore, I just hope you at least enjoy what I wrote lol.
Also, just a quick note for the VA. You do not need the 1st part to make sense of the 2nd part. I already integrated a small little recap into the script for those who don't know what happened in Part 1. So don't worry about it and feel free to just use this script like it's a One-Shot. :)
Anyways. As usual, this script is [Ok For Monetization]. Just credit me and send a link to your work. :)

Teaser:
Black ice crackled and groaned in the plummeting temperatures, inching away from the edges of the lake. The only sound in the stillness of the Alaskan night. The lone cabin sat a few yards away on the frozen ground, surrounded by white expanse that stretched beyond the horizon. Snow coated the roof and caked the walls of the small house. Yellow light inside glowed through the frost-bitten glass.
The man was in the kitchen, done with his meal. Wearing a flannel and jeans in the warmth of his private space he didn’t care for the weather outside. Standing in front of the sink he was doing the dishes; just a pot, a plate and a couple of spoons left to clean. Lost in his thoughts, he set the plate on a rack to drip, already thinking about his evening entertainment. A reality show and a book. Or just a book if the signal wasn’t good enough.
He cut the water and picked up a fresh, cotton towel. Drying his hand he lifted his gaze to the window above the sink. Roving the snow-covered surface of the frozen water, his gaze suspended on a figure standing in the middle of the ice. He squinted but the light from the inside made it hard to see. He flicked the lamp off and squinted again.
There it was, in the heart of the frozen lake. The more details he discerned the quicker his heart began to beat. It was a naked man. His bare skin bathed in the ghostly glow of the moonlight. The stranger’s eyes, twin pools of darkness, stared right back.
In pursuit of:
• masculine, realistic, mature male characters for romantic or platonic rp. Please no immature, apathetic, overly sarcastic, passive aggressive, damsel in distress males
• experienced writers who adjust the length of their posts
• lax and respectful atmosphere
What do you like about this roleplay? Where would you like to take it? Sky's the limit!

Teaser:
Black ice crackled and groaned in the plummeting temperatures, inching away from the edges of the lake. The only sound in the stillness of the Alaskan night. The lone cabin sat a few yards away on the frozen ground, surrounded by white expanse that stretched beyond the horizon. Snow coated the roof and caked the walls of the small house. Yellow light inside glowed through the frost-bitten glass.
The man was in the kitchen, done with his meal. Wearing a flannel and jeans in the warmth of his private space he didn’t care for the weather outside. Standing in front of the sink he was doing the dishes; just a pot, a plate and a couple of spoons left to clean. Lost in his thoughts, he set the plate on a rack to drip, already thinking about his evening entertainment. A reality show and a book. Or just a book if the signal wasn’t good enough.
He cut the water and picked up a fresh, cotton towel. Drying his hand he lifted his gaze to the window above the sink. Roving the snow-covered surface of the frozen water, his gaze suspended on a figure standing in the middle of the ice. He squinted but the light from the inside made it hard to see. He flicked the lamp off and squinted again.
There it was, in the heart of the frozen lake. The more details he discerned the quicker his heart began to beat. It was a man. His skin bathed in the ghostly glow of the moonlight. The stranger’s eyes, like pools of darkness, stared right back.
In pursuit of:
• masculine, realistic male characters for romantic or platonic rp. Please no apathetic, overly sarcastic, passive aggressive, damsel in distress males
• experienced writers who adjust the length of their posts
• lax and respectful atmosphere
What do you like about this roleplay? Where would you like to take it? Sky's the limit!

Teaser:
Black ice crackled and groaned in the plummeting temperatures, inching away from the edges of the lake. The only sound in the stillness of the Alaskan night. The lone cabin sat a few yards away on the frozen ground, surrounded by white expanse that stretched beyond the horizon. Snow coated the roof and caked the walls of the small house. Yellow light inside glowed through the frost-bitten glass.
The man was in the kitchen, done with his meal. Wearing a flannel and jeans in the warmth of his private space he didn’t care for the weather outside. Standing in front of the sink he was doing the dishes; just a pot, a plate and a couple of spoons left to clean. Lost in his thoughts, he set the plate on a rack to drip, already thinking about his evening entertainment. A reality show and a book. Or just a book if the signal wasn’t good enough.
He cut the water and picked up a fresh, cotton towel. Drying his hand he lifted his gaze to the window above the sink. Roving the snow-covered surface of the frozen water, his gaze suspended on a figure standing in the middle of the ice. He squinted but the light from the inside made it hard to see. He flicked the lamp off and squinted again.
There it was, in the heart of the frozen lake. The more details he discerned the quicker his heart began to beat. It was a man. His bare skin bathed in the ghostly glow of the moonlight. The stranger’s eyes, twin pools of darkness, stared right back.
In pursuit of:
• masculine, realistic, mature male characters for romantic or platonic rp. Please no immature, apathetic, overly sarcastic, passive aggressive, damsel in distress males
• experienced writers who adjust the length of their posts
• lax and respectful atmosphere
What do you like about this roleplay? Where would you like to take it? Sky's the limit!

Hi ! Another fantasy script !
The rest of this story is here : Your Demon Familiar and A Charming Prince Compete for Your Attention
First of all, some information about the script :
I don't mind monetization, but I'd like to be credited.
If certain elements written in the script cause problems during recording, I'm fine with minor adjustments (rephrasing sentences, adding reactions), as long as they preserve the original meaning of the script. All actions involving sound additions (noises, music, etc.) are not obligatory, but they can contribute to immersion in the story. The important thing is that the listener understands what's going on.
Also : English is not my first language, so don't hesitate to let me know if the script contains any errors, either in the writing or in the construction of the story.
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Context :
As a powerful witch/wizard, you naturally have a familiar. Yours is specifically a demon. Helpful, a bit mischievous, and also very possessive, he knows that you are in high demand, especially since you interact a lot with members of the royal family. He is particularly wary of the prince who is too close to you in its eyes.
Additional info :

• The familiar's name is Ciaran and the prince’s name is Alaric (but you can change them if you want)
• For this series, there are two versions of [PART 2] : [PART 2 M4A Version] and [PART 2 MM4A Version]
• For this script, I'm referring to the Listener as a witch, but of course if you're using the M4A and M4M tags, you can use the terms mage (neutral) and wizard. Same for pronouns.

Estimated audio length : 7-10min
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[The scene takes place at the listener's, who is a witch or wizard, with ambient noise and a bubbling cauldron.]
[Sound of a door opening]
Speaker : I'm baaack !
[The door closes]
Speaker : God, I'm exhausted…
[Sound of a bag being placed]
Speaker : Here are the ingredients
Speaker : I had to venture into the purple forest, climb the screaming mountains, and dive into the lake of specters, but I managed to recover everything.
(…)
Speaker : So…3 mandrake roots, 10 petals of black roses... hmm, a few moon pearls, and oh... the highlight of the show :
Speaker (proudly) : Ta-da ! Eternal snow powder !
(…)
Speaker (sighs) : Sorry, but if it's not too much to ask, I'd like a more appreciative thank you. I nearly died retrieving it, you know.
(...)
Speaker : Tss, You're lucky to have me as your familiar. I'm not sure without me, you'd have the reputation you have today.
(...)
[Flick noise]
Speaker (lightly rubs their forehead) : Hey, why the flick ?
Speaker : Okay, okay, I get it. It was to put me back in my place, wasn't it ?
(...)
Speaker : But seriously, you know I don't really mean it. You have an incredible talent, with or without me.
[The listener begins adding the ingredients into the cauldron, with the sound of them falling into the liquid.]
Speaker (curious) : So, what's this potion for ? You didn't want to tell me.
[Sound of the cauldron bubbling]
(...)
Speaker : Come ooon !
Speaker : Considering everything I've done for you, I think I deserve to know.
(The listener explains)
Speaker (frowning) : A potion... for the prince ? What ?
Speaker (irritated) : Why ?
(The listener responds)
Speaker (irritated) : Look, I know his father funds some of your research and that you sometimes need the money for your potions... but why him again ?
Speaker : He must be so busy and yet he comes here in person ! Why not ask one of his guards to do the dirty work ?
(…)
Speaker : What am I insinuating ? That he has an ulterior motive, that's all !
Speaker : You know how these nobles operate. They don't do anything without expecting something in return.
(...)
Speaker : People like us have nothing to do with them...
(...)
Speaker : What I'm trying to say is, you'd better be on your guard.
Speaker : I'm saying this for your own good.
(...)
Speaker : Jealous... me, jealous ?
Speaker (astonished) : Jealous of what ? Of some second-rate prince ? Incapable of defeating a dragon ?
Speaker : Don't make me laugh.
(...)
[They approach and speak closer to the listener]
Speaker (more impressively) : I may be your familiar, but I am first and foremost a demon. I could reduce him to ashes in 2 seconds if I wanted.
(The listener flicks the speaker again)
[Flick sound]
Speaker : Ouch ! Not another flick ! St..stop it !
(...)
Speaker (more gently) : Anyway, you know I wouldn't do anything without your permission, I'm not stupid...
Speaker (seriously) : But just remember that I could.
(...)
Speaker (calmer again) : So, what is it ? What's the potion for ?
(...)
[The speaker chuckles]
Speaker : A potion to make "vigorous" ? Haha, very interesting...
Speaker (laughs) : I think I understand why he didn't send a guard after all, what a loser !
(...)
Speaker : Another point where I'm better, I never needed such a potion for that kind of thing.
[The listener tries to flick again, but the speaker grabs their arm, with the sound of fabric]
Speaker : Sorry, but you won't flick my forehead this time.
Speaker (speaking closer to their ear) : I've got you...
(...)
(Silence... Embarrassing moment...)
Speaker (collecting themselves and realizing, embarrassed) : S... Sorry, I'll let you go.
(...)
Speaker (curious) : Hey, you're all red, are you okay ?
(…)
Speaker (mischievously) : You wouldn't be embarrassed about that, would you ?
[he laugh slightly]
Speaker : Okay, okay, I'll stop.
(...)
[Sound of paper falling]
Speaker : Hm...what's this ?
[Paper sounds]
Speaker : Oh, I forgot to give you this. I noticed it when I came back... there was a letter.
[He hands it to the listener.]
Speaker : It seems to be from the royal palace...
(...)
[Sound of opening an envelope]
Speaker : So ? What does it say ?
(...)
Speaker (irritated) : An invitation to a ball ? From the king ?
Speaker : You'll decline, won't you ?
(...)
Speaker (sighs) : I see I can't persuade you. But I hope for their sake there are two invitation tickets, because there's no way I'm letting you go alone.
(…)
Speaker (serious again) : This must be that stupid prince's idea again... I won't let him have you, whether it's him or that stupid knight from the other day... I won't leave you to anyone
[They approach even closer]
Speaker (in the listener's ear) : Do you understand ? To no one...
[Sound of fabric, the listener pushes the speaker]
Speaker (surprised) : Hey ! Don't push me !
(...)
Speaker : Ah-
Speaker : Why are you pushing me out ?
(...)
Speaker : Go get another ingredient ? At this hour ? But-
(The listener insists)
Speaker (conceding) : Okay, okay, I'm going.
[He opens the door]
(...)
(..)
Speaker : But know that I'm very serious about you, that prince doesn't know who he's dealing with.
(…)
Speaker (more gently, sincerely) : Fine fine, I'll hurry, so I can get back to you quickly
Speaker (softer) : It's bad enough I haven't spent much time with you today... I'd like to get back to you as soon as possible.
[Sound of a door closing]
(End)
Author's note : I love fantasy roleplays but I'm not sure how to write them properly.

Teaser:
Black ice crackled and groaned in the plummeting temperatures, inching away from the edges of the lake. The only sound in the stillness of the Alaskan night. The lone cabin sat a few yards away on the frozen ground, surrounded by white expanse that stretched beyond the horizon. Snow coated the roof and caked the walls of the small house. Yellow light inside glowed through the frost-bitten glass.
The man was in the kitchen, done with his meal. Wearing a flannel and jeans in the warmth of his private space he didn’t care for the weather outside. Standing in front of the sink he was doing the dishes; just a pot, a plate and a couple of spoons left to clean. Lost in his thoughts, he set the plate on a rack to drip, already thinking about his evening entertainment. A reality show and a book. Or just a book if the signal wasn’t good enough.
He cut the water and picked up a fresh, cotton towel. Drying his hand he lifted his gaze to the window above the sink. Roving the snow-covered surface of the frozen water, his gaze suspended on a figure standing in the middle of the ice. He squinted but the light from the inside made it hard to see. He flicked the lamp off and squinted again.
There it was, in the heart of the frozen lake. The more details he discerned the quicker his heart began to beat. It was a man. His bare skin bathed in the ghostly glow of the moonlight. The stranger’s eyes, twin pools of darkness, stared right back.
In pursuit of:
• masculine, realistic, mature male characters for romantic or platonic rp. Please no immature, apathetic, overly sarcastic, passive aggressive, damsel in distress males
• experienced writers who adjust the length of their posts
• lax and respectful atmosphere
What do you like about this roleplay? Where would you like to take it? Sky's the limit!

Teaser:
Black ice crackled and groaned in the plummeting temperatures, inching away from the edges of the lake. The only sound in the stillness of the Alaskan night. The lone cabin sat a few yards away on the frozen ground, surrounded by white expanse that stretched beyond the horizon. Snow coated the roof and caked the walls of the small house. Yellow light inside glowed through the frost-bitten glass.
The man was in the kitchen, done with his meal. Wearing a flannel and jeans in the warmth of his private space he didn’t care for the weather outside. Standing in front of the sink he was doing the dishes; just a pot, a plate and a couple of spoons left to clean. Lost in his thoughts, he set the plate on a rack to drip, already thinking about his evening entertainment. A reality show and a book. Or just a book if the signal wasn’t good enough.
He cut the water and picked up a fresh, cotton towel. Drying his hand he lifted his gaze to the window above the sink. Roving the snow-covered surface of the frozen water, his gaze suspended on a figure standing in the middle of the ice. He squinted but the light from the inside made it hard to see. He flicked the lamp off and squinted again.
There it was, in the heart of the frozen lake. The more details he discerned the quicker his heart began to beat. It was a man. His skin bathed in the ghostly glow of the moonlight. The stranger’s eyes, like pools of darkness, stared right back.
In pursuit of:
• masculine, realistic male characters for romantic or platonic rp. Please no apathetic, overly sarcastic, passive aggressive, damsel in distress males
• experienced writers who adjust the length of their posts
• lax and respectful atmosphere
What do you like about this roleplay? Where would you like to take it? Sky's the limit!

Teaser:
Black ice crackled and groaned in the plummeting temperatures, inching away from the edges of the lake. The only sound in the stillness of the Alaskan night. The lone cabin sat a few yards away on the frozen ground, surrounded by white expanse that stretched beyond the horizon. Snow coated the roof and caked the walls of the small house. Yellow light inside glowed through the frost-bitten glass.
The man was in the kitchen, done with his meal. Wearing a flannel and jeans in the warmth of his private space he didn’t care for the weather outside. Standing in front of the sink he was doing the dishes; just a pot, a plate and a couple of spoons left to clean. Lost in his thoughts, he set the plate on a rack to drip, already thinking about his evening entertainment. A reality show and a book. Or just a book if the signal wasn’t good enough.
He cut the water and picked up a fresh, cotton towel. Drying his hand he lifted his gaze to the window above the sink. Roving the snow-covered surface of the frozen water, his gaze suspended on a figure standing in the middle of the ice. He squinted but the light from the inside made it hard to see. He flicked the lamp off and squinted again.
There it was, in the heart of the frozen lake. The more details he discerned the quicker his heart began to beat. It was a naked man. His bare skin bathed in the ghostly glow of the moonlight. The stranger’s eyes, twin pools of darkness, stared right back.
In pursuit of:
• masculine, realistic, mature male characters for romantic or platonic rp. Please no immature, apathetic, overly sarcastic, passive aggressive, damsel in distress males
• experienced writers who adjust the length of their posts
• lax and respectful atmosphere
What do you like about this roleplay? Where would you like to take it? Sky's the limit!

Teaser:
Black ice crackled and groaned in the plummeting temperatures, inching away from the edges of the lake. The only sound in the stillness of the Alaskan night. The lone cabin sat a few yards away on the frozen ground, surrounded by white expanse that stretched beyond the horizon. Snow coated the roof and caked the walls of the small house. Yellow light inside glowed through the frost-bitten glass.
The man was in the kitchen, done with his meal. Wearing a flannel and jeans in the warmth of his private space he didn’t care for the weather outside. Standing in front of the sink he was doing the dishes; just a pot, a plate and a couple of spoons left to clean. Lost in his thoughts, he set the plate on a rack to drip, already thinking about his evening entertainment. A reality show and a book. Or just a book if the signal wasn’t good enough.
He cut the water and picked up a fresh, cotton towel. Drying his hand he lifted his gaze to the window above the sink. Roving the snow-covered surface of the frozen water, his gaze suspended on a figure standing in the middle of the ice. He squinted but the light from the inside made it hard to see. He flicked the lamp off and squinted again.
There it was, in the heart of the frozen lake. The more details he discerned the quicker his heart began to beat. It was a man. His bare skin bathed in the ghostly glow of the moonlight. The stranger’s eyes, twin pools of darkness, stared right back.
In pursuit of:
• masculine, realistic, mature male characters for romantic or platonic rp. Please no immature, apathetic, overly sarcastic, passive aggressive, damsel in distress males
• experienced writers who adjust the length of their posts
• lax and respectful atmosphere
What do you like about this roleplay? Where would you like to take it? Sky's the limit!

Teaser:
Black ice crackled and groaned in the plummeting temperatures, inching away from the edges of the lake. The only sound in the stillness of the Alaskan night. The lone cabin sat a few yards away on the frozen ground, surrounded by white expanse that stretched beyond the horizon. Snow coated the roof and caked the walls of the small house. Yellow light inside glowed through the frost-bitten glass.
The man was in the kitchen, done with his meal. Wearing a flannel and jeans in the warmth of his private space he didn’t care for the weather outside. Standing in front of the sink he was doing the dishes; just a pot, a plate and a couple of spoons left to clean. Lost in his thoughts, he set the plate on a rack to drip, already thinking about his evening entertainment. A reality show and a book. Or just a book if the signal wasn’t good enough.
He cut the water and picked up a fresh, cotton towel. Drying his hand he lifted his gaze to the window above the sink. Roving the snow-covered surface of the frozen water, his gaze suspended on a figure standing in the middle of the ice. He squinted but the light from the inside made it hard to see. He flicked the lamp off and squinted again.
There it was, in the heart of the frozen lake. The more details he discerned the quicker his heart began to beat. It was a man. His skin bathed in the ghostly glow of the moonlight. The stranger’s eyes, like pools of darkness, stared right back.
In pursuit of:
• masculine, realistic male characters for romantic or platonic rp. Please no apathetic, overly sarcastic, passive aggressive, damsel in distress males
• experienced writers who adjust the length of their posts
• lax and respectful atmosphere
What do you like about this roleplay? Where would you like to take it? Sky's the limit!

Ok to monetize, but don't paywall. Links to the connected loyal knight scripts here: 1 2 3 4 5 and 6. -Links to the previous two parts of the nerdy prince scripts here: 1 and 2.
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(Though he's trying not to let it show, there's an underlying tension in his words)
My dear, you're a sight for sore eyes.
…
I'm doing wonderfully now that I'm with you, dearest. And yourself?
…
Ah, I see. Well, you've been working hard lately, and it's now time to take a well-earned break. And I'm going to help you with that.
…
Of course I will, dear.
(Letting the facade slip for just a moment)
Frankly, I could use it too.
…
No, I ate just before I arrived. I knew you would have already eaten, as my arrival was unannounced.
…
Can't I just miss you, my handsome prince? I don't need any deeper reason.
(Lowering his voice, still amicably)
Not in a place where I could be so easily overheard.
…
(Normal tone)
Yes, the gardens do sound like a good place to relax. Lead the way, my dear.
[Footsteps can be heard as the two walk in silence. Time passes.]
Aw, you don't have to take your hand from mine just because we're here, dearest.
…
My reason for coming? Why, I was merely in the area and I thought I'd drop by.
…
I really don't want to bring down your good mood. It's… not a pleasant topic.
…
No, my family is fine, as far as I'm aware. It was just me.
…
(Letting the facade drop entirely, he speaks soberly but calmly. He's been through this many times)
I was kidnapped, dear.
…
I don't know much of what happened. I was captured in Eurybia and they knocked me out. When I awoke, I was bound, gagged, and blindfolded. More precautions than usual, which means this was a group that had not targeted me before. I drifted in and out of sleep, until three days ago, when a certain dashing ex-knight woke me up.
…
Yes, it was Andel. Apparently, my eldest sister has been in touch with him, and when I went missing, she sent a letter to him by raven. He looked into my disappearance and found me.
…
There's a town that was almost completely abandoned in the eastern foothills of Litny. I don't know its name, but that was where I was being held. I… I needed to see you, my dear. I didn't… I couldn't wait. I know it isn't proper, but I couldn't silence a small part of me that thought you may have also been targeted.
…
I've been kidnapped more times than I can count. I'm the youngest of the Reldan royal family, but my siblings love me, even if our parents fail to pay much attention to me. I have always been worth a decent ransom, and I'm not much of a fighter, which makes me an easy target. But I believe that this time, it was about you.
…
I do not know. If I had more information, perhaps I could hazard a guess, but all I know is that I was taken closer to your castle than mine, and that my captors did not know what to expect from me.
…
If it was just another kidnapping for a ransom, that would not bother me. But if someone has their sights on manipulating you…
…
I know you do, my dear, and I love you too. But that was why they kidnapped me.
I'm afraid of what may be in store.
…
I… No, I'm not particularly concerned about my own kidnapping. It's happened countless times. I'm used to it.
…
(Insistently)
I'm used to it.
…
Please, I… I just want to be here with you. I want things to feel normal again, even if they aren't.
…
Thank you, my dear.
…
Are these flowers new? The hyacinths?
…
They're beautiful, and yet…
…
It's nothing. Just a story. Not a happy one.
…
No, I… I suppose I don't feel like telling the story. I… I know it's out of character for me, but I'm feeling a bit out of character tonight.
…
I'm going to be alright, dearest. I'm here, aren't I?
…
I don't want to leave your side. I can't stay forever, but for tonight, could we pretend that I have no responsibility to return to Reldor, and that you have nothing you must do tomorrow?
…
I love you, my dear. You know that, but that doesn't mean it isn't worth repeating. I'll repeat it for the rest of my life, if the fates allow it.
…
Would you do me the honor of allowing me to spend the night in your bed? I'm aware I have joked about this before, but in this instance, it's not like that. I just… I'd like to fall asleep in your arms. You make me feel safer than I've ever felt anywhere else.
…
Thank you, my dear.

This is part 2 of my series 'The Second Punic War.' You can find part 1 here: [M4M] [script offer] The siege of Saguntum [historical] [Second Punic War] [ancient times] [Rome] [Carthage] [Hannibal speaker] [soldier listener] [part 1] [TW: War and death] :
I also put the script in scriptbin for ease of recording (I heard some VA's prefer reading it from there): Virtual-Grade592: [MM4M] Second Punic War - scriptbin
This script has 2 speakers, but there is no dialogue between them so a single VA could voice both of them if they wanted to.
The sound effects and actions described can be too detailed or complex to get sfx for. Generic fighting, shouting or walking sounds are fine to use instead. I just try to paint a detailed picture so that it is more clear what is going on and hopefully it helps you perform the lines if you want to fill this.
It's okay to fill this script and make minor adjustments. Please give me credit for writing the script and put a link in the comments so that I can find your audio. It's okay to paywall, but send me a copy of the audio then.
(Not long after the previous part, the city of Saguntum would be taken and sacked. In response Rome declared war on Carthage. Hannibal has marched his army north into Gaul (modern day France). In Gaul Hannibal makes allies with several Gaulic tribes, which join his army and serve as guides for this area. A Roman army lead by consul Scipio (father of Scipio Africanus, a character important for later in the series, Scipio Africanus was probably present in his father’s army) has gathered at the city Massalia (modern day Marseille), ready to confront the Carthaginian army. However Hannibal has avoided contact with his enemy. He leads his army further north and east, around Massalia. A Gaulic tribe nabbed the Volcae refuse to give Hannibal passage through their land and battle him on the banks of the Rhone river. The Carthaginians were victorious and reached the Alps before the Roman army could catch up to them. In October of 218 BC Hannibal starts his famous crossing of the Alps, wanting to reach Italy before winter. This crossing is tough, with many casualties from exhaustion and betrayal from the local tribe the Centrones. The army rests for 2 days at the top of the last mountain, overlooking the Po valley. They wait for stragglers to catch up. One of those straggles is the listener, who a Gaulic guide finds injured and tired on the slope of the mountain. For this script the 2 speakers are Hannibal and the guide who found the listener. I’ll be using H to indicate when Hannibal talks and G to indicate when the Gaul talks.)
[footsteps from the Gaul descend from the mountain]
G: *concerned* Oh dear, you don’t look good soldier. That swell on your leg looks nasty. Can you still use it?
[pause]
No? What about your other leg?
[pause]
G: *a bit relieved* Oh good. Then let me help you get up.
[sound of the Gaul lifting the listener up]
G: There, just lean against me. We can take it step by step. There we go. Slow and steady. Together we’ll get you to camp.
[slow footsteps as the listener hobbles on one leg]
G: Good soldier, keep going. When we get to camp, you can rest and let that leg heal.
[footsteps slow down]
G: *trying to be uplifting for the listener* Hey, don’t give up. It’s not as far as you think. They are waiting at the top of the mountain. You can make it, I’m sure of it.
[the pace keeps going]
G: Yeah that’s it. These damned mountains aren’t going to be the end of you. The land of the Romans await and we need all of us to conquer it.
[footsteps continue]
G: Where did you get that injury?
[footsteps continue]
G: Oh you got lucky then. I’ve seen much worse wounds from the boulders of the Centrones. Several troops got outright crushed when they betrayed us and tossed those rocks on us.
[footsteps continue]
G: *saddened* Yeah sorrow has followed us since we’ve set foot on these mountains. The general wanted to avoid a fight with the Romans, but we still did battle here. It feels like we’ve suffered more than if we had faced the consul at the Rhone.
[footsteps continue]
G: *trying to be optimistic* It’s better if we do not dwell on the past. The future lies beyond that mountain. Our army will pour into Italy. Finally we can bring the war to the homes of our enemies. Coincidently my home is beyond there as well.
[footsteps continue]
G: My tribe, the Boii, have lived there since time immemorial. We have been lifelong enemies of Rome and we’ve even sacked their ‘great’ city once. However we have been pushed back, with our back to the mountains and the ever expanding Romans bearing down on us. *vengeful* I remember their legion, burning my hometown to the ground and killing my father. I saw the shining feathered helmet of their leader, Lucius Postumius Albinus. That day I swore an oath to find that man and kill him. If this war brings me face to face with him, the last words he’ll hear shall be: “Hello, my name is Adiatorix, you killed my father, prepare to die.”
[footsteps continue]
G: *with admiration* I could tell when your envoy spoke to our tribe that your general is a man of vision with a brilliant mind to back it up. If I have any chance to get revenge, it is under his command.
[footsteps continue]
G: What about you? Why are you fighting this war?
[footsteps continue]
G: *resonating with the listener* We have a lot in common Carthaginian. You fight to protect your home and people, same as me. It’s good to know there are men of honour in this army.
[footsteps continue]
G: *sounding a bit disillusioned* You know what it means. The majority of this force isn’t fighting for their country or another noble cause, they are fighting for money. I learned to speak Carthaginian because Carthage is Rome’s biggest rival and I wanted to join any war against Rome. But I’ve hardly spoken it since joining this army. Most soldiers are Iberians, Numidians or Libyans. They take more pride in displaying their wealth than their insignia or war trophies. It makes me feel out of place.
[footsteps continue]
G: More troops in the army is fine and all, but when the battle gets tough and victory is uncertain, will those mercenaries remain and fight or will they flee?
[footsteps continue]
G: *dismissive* I saw their success in our battle against the Volcae. However at the Rhone we had them outflanked. They didn’t notice Hanno’s contingent until their northern flank was overrun. It’s easy to be brave in a winning battle. It’s far harder to show courage when you are loosing and the enemy’s spears are closing in.
[footsteps continue]
G: *reconsidering his opinion* Oh, the mercenaries also fought bravely at Saguntum? But hadn’t you won that siege?
[footsteps continue]
G: Wait a minute. Hannibal got incapacitated and they still kept their cool? Impressive. Perhaps they have the guts to make it through this war. Though I’ll have to see them hold up to scrutiny myself before I will trust them with my life.
[footsteps continue]
G: *chuckles* Too true. They’ll probably charge me if they save my life. And knowing their prices I bet they get paid in bars of gold instead of coins.
[footsteps continue]
G: *hopeful* We’re getting close now. I can faintly hear the voices from the camp. Soon you can rest your leg under a warm blanket.
[footsteps continue]
G: Not the worst ordeal you’ve gone through lately? Alright I’ll bite. Tell me of this great struggle you’ve dealt with.
[footsteps continue]
G: *incredulous* You’re pulling my leg. You cannot honestly have carried an injured Hannibal from the battlefield. It makes for a good campfire story, but I wasn’t born yesterday.
[footsteps continue]
G: You’re serious?
[footsteps continue]
G: Sure I’ll talk to that squad you were with. But if they don’t corroborate your story, you have to buy me a beer.
[footsteps continue]
G: Alright it’s a deal.
[footsteps finally stop]
G: Here we are. Lay down, you’ve earned a rest after this trek.
[listener lays down]
G: Let’s get you an extra warm blanket. I know you’re not used to a cold climate, so I’m getting you a bear pelt, that always kept me warm as a kid.
[the listener is covered by the blanket]
G: It looks like we arrived just in time, your general is about to give a speech.
[from further away, G and the listener can hear Hannibal shout]
H: *boisterous* Comrades, friends and allies, We have reached the end of this gruelling ordeal. We have faced many obstacles, from politicians in the senate trying to sabotage us, the allies of Rome facing us and traitors stabbing us in the back, but none of them have succeeded!
[the crowd bangs their weapons on their shields in agreement. Metal clanging sfx is sufficient for this part]
H: For nearly 2 centuries, no army has touched Rome. They have pushed any threat to their city out of Italy. The Gauls have been moved beyond the Po river. The Greeks were driven back to their islands. And the Italian clans have been subjugated. From today onwards we will undo all the work of the Romans. We shall invade Italy along with our Gaulish allies. We shall ferry the Greeks across the Ionian Sea. We will make the Italians rise up against Rome. And finally we will lay waste to the city itself, salt the earth and leave their whole nation in ruin.
[the crowd cheers. G gestures towards the elephant besides Hannibal]
G: *sounds quiet compared to the crowd* hey, do you know what that animal next to general Hannibal is?
[pause]
G: *somewhat in awe* Oh an elephant. It must have been difficult taming that thing.
[pause]
G: Yeah they look majestic. What can they do?
[pasue]
G: Really, you can mount them? I bet you’ll feel like a king atop one of them. Have you ever ridden one?
[pause]
G: No? *teasing* Well next time you rescue the general, ask him if you can ride one.
[pause]
G: this may sound selfish, but I’ve prayed many times for a way to beat the Romans. Seeing this I think the gods finally answered my prayers.