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I'm sorry if some of my ideas are too dark. Perhaps I'm fucked up?

One of the characters is a blogger and thought about doing some blog post as if it was from them. Any name suggests?

Renaming a character originally named Liz Shaw. I like Evie or Eliza. Maybe I'll merge some characters.

Lastly as a treat. I'm showing off the person who inspired Wonder Vixen look. No I'm not saying who she is. Also that outfit as potential.

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Character idea

Kidnaps college kids. Torture them before murdering and dismembering their bodies. Sends their friends or family on a scavenger hunt that's filled with belongings and body parts. Kidnaps college kids. Torture them before murdering and dismembering their bodies. Sends their friends or family on a scavenger hunt that's filled with belongings and body parts. In the end, they find the dead body with a note from The Scaremaker

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Story idea that could be worked as a "normal" story or worked as "smut".

Organization convincing young women they're working for the government on a secret project to create superheroines. These women would be runaways. Homeless. Desperate for money or naive. Once they're at the secret location, they would be trained and given a costume to wear. Sometimes, an item that's the source of their powers. In time, they would go on missions.

Unknown to the young women, the real purpose of this organization is profits. Men and women pay them for the experience of defeating a superheroine. The heroines would be excited and confident at first. Believing their powers to be real as they go up against ordinary thugs. The paying customers play along but turn the tables. The customers would have free reign to do whatever they wish with the defeated heroine. There would be different packages, though. High-end ones would allow the customers to make the heroine their servant or being allowed to snuff them out.

It's a great setup up for peril situations of all kinds. As self or hard as you like. Or it could just be used in a serious story that would lead to a real heroine stopping it.

What do you guys think?

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This is the first draft of sorts of a story. Writing from that character's point of view. I'm sure I'll tweak it over time.

Character Dairies: Green Dragon

People believe that the universe is a balance between light and bright. Some believe that they exist because of each other. Others believe they work with each other. I don't know what I believe anymore.

I was born in 1786 Japan. When I was 5, I was taken from my parents by the House of Tatsu. They gave me the name Hisako Fujiwara and began preparing me for my destiny. Training me in every form of combat known to man. They sharpened my mind and spirit as well. I learned how to protect myself and innocents. How to solve puzzles and mysteries. I studied the history of Earth. It's cultures. It's languages.

When I turned 16 I went through the Rites of Ryuu. Showcasing my skills, knowledge, and perseverance. The last rite I had to surrender my body, mind, and spirit to Relonikiv, goddess of Dragons. I could feel her entering my body. Caressing my mind. Kissing my spirit. Memories long forgotten flashed. A heated sensation washed over my body. The closet thing I could compare it to would be an sexual orgasm. I felt Relonikiv leave my body in a state of euphoria. I tilted my head and brushed back my hair. Exposing my neck. Williny giving myself to my goddess. She bit my neck and began to feed upon my blood. Once she finished, she slit a gash into her wrist and presented it to me. I accepted and drank from her. Refilling my body with her essence. For blood is life. Blood is energy. Relonikiv and I are now bound by blood. The goddess has seen me worthy of her gifts and has blessed them upon me.

My training continued now to help me harness my new abilities. I was now as strong as a legendary dragon. When in battle, my skin becomes as tough as Dragon scales. I would learn how to control water, as well as camouflage myself into any surroundings. In time, I was able to transform myself into a green Asian dragon. I was even able to fly in human form by temperately growing wings.

While I thought her gifts were a blessing, it was also a curse. For dragons live for centuries. There for I age slowly.

Once I reached 18 years of age, I was finally able to fulfill my destiny. Becoming a Draco Vintex. Modern society would call us superheroines. We fight to protect the innocent and battle the darkness. We seek to keep balance and peace in the universe. Locals would name me Hekishoku Tatsu or

Green Dragon. I've grown to embrace the name over the years.

Being a Draco Vintex is a lonely life. You are encouraged to avoid relationships with outsiders. The pain of seeing loved ones grow old and die, while you barely age a day, is unthinkable. We only have each other, and we are few. A small handful of us spread out across the world. Protecting our own area. Rarely venturing outside our borders.

Draco Vintex had become a myth and legend over the years. Stories passed down through the ages. During the 1900s, I started hearing stories of heroes and protectors, but they weren't Draco Vintex. House of Anguis confirm their champion hasn't taken the rites yet. Somehow, the United States of America has their own protectors, but they are different. These heroes choose to help people. They were given power and chose to use it to help those who couldn't.

It was very strange to me. Confusing. I had to learn more. See these supers in action with my own eyes. Even though it was forbidden, I sneaked over to America.

These so-called superheroines had flashy attires. They wear mask to conceal their identities. Were they ashamed? The names they called themselves were quite strange. Lady Minx. Ms Moon. Kat Marks. Jay Bird. What do these names mean? Why all the colors? The tights and spandexs?

Using my camouflage ability, I started following a young superheroine who called herself Sensational Fox. The colors of her attire match those of real foxes and conceal her face behind a fox like mask. I could tell that she lacked any training but somehow still managed to get by. She was fast and agile, which she used to her advantage as she appeared to not be as physically strong as other heroes I've seen.

I followed her home and discovered that she was just a teenager. She looked to be the same age as I was when I took the Rites of Ryuu. She has a family. Parents. Two older brothers and a younger sister. I barely remember my parents. Never had a family. This little girl had a family and still fights for the innocent. Why couldn't I have kept my family?

I continued to follow her, trying to learn more. She attends a school a few days a week. It's nothing like the teachings I've had. She has friends that she talks to. They laugh together. She was very close to one of her friends. They'd often hold hands and kiss. She'd refer to him as her boyfriend but never called her female friends girlfriend.

A 16 year old girl has a family, friends, a romantic partner, school, and still chooses to fight for the innocent. While I don't understand the spandex, I do understand the mask. It allows them to try and have a life and protect those they care about. That is truly amazing.

Unfortunately, this secret mission of my brought up a lot of questions and emotions. I don't remember my real name. Did my parents have more kids? Am I able to have kids of my own? What is it like to be in love? To have friends?

I allowed my emotions to get the better of me. Falling to my knees sobbing. My camouflage broke, and Sensational Fox could see me. She had just stopped a bank robbery and was about to leave when she noticed me. Instead of leaving, she walked over to me. Bent down to her knees and wrapped her arms around me. My tears flowed more, yet I had a sense of safety.

Once I've regained my compulsor, she asked if I was okay. I told her I was fine and asked if there was somewhere we could talk. We went to a local dinner, and I started to explain to her who I am. I admitted to following her and ensuring her I had no interest in using that information because she had inspired me. I continue on, asking her question after question. She was very open and honest with me. When she started asking of me, I was open and honest as well.

We talked for hours and she insisted we keep in touch. I didn't own a phone or have a home address, but I promised I would keep in touch. Once I returned to Japan, I began looking for a place to call home. Natsuki was a small village surrounded by beautiful Sakura flowers. They welcomed me with open arms and helped me build a place to call my own. After we finished building my home, I was able to start writing Sensational Fox. Her name was Amy Kyle, but I always called her Sensational Fox out of respect.

I was so inspired by Fox that I worked with local blacksmiths to create a dragon like armor to wear into battle. I also adopted a mask and embraced the Green Dragon nickname more. This allowed me to be Hisako Fujiwara when I was in Natsuki. I'd also make regular trips to America to visit my friend. I'd train her in combat and tried to pass along any knowledge I could to help prepare her for a battle. I was even lucky enough to team up with her a few times. When she was expecting her firstborn, she named me godmother. When her son came into this world, I was by her side. She named him Drake.

Fox convinced me to try dating. It wasn't easy. By this time, I looked at most 25, but I was nearly 200 years old. Everyone was younger. But I managed to find someone who accepted me. Akio Yamamoto. He was such a sweet boy. We tried for a baby. I even carried a child in me for 6 months before I lost him. I have never felt so much pain in my life. Little did I know it was an omen.

The dark times came, and the superheroines of the west started disappearing. One heroine, Lady Minx, turned her back on the innocent and became greedy. Because of her actions, nearly every hero died. Some are in battle. Others in their own home. Even my followers Draco Vintex were starting to be slain.

I had to get to America to see if my friend was okay. I kissed Akio goodbye, telling him I'd return and I loved him. I flew to America. I made it to Fox's house and found sobbing on the ground. In her arms, she cradled the lifeless body of her son, my godchild, Drake. All I could do was hold her as she once held me.

This was when I learned the true horror. That Lady Minx turned and started murdering heroines. Minx learned of Fox's identity and slaughter her entire family. Making sure Fox her only child died. Moments before I arrived, they were in battle. Minx was injured and fled. Fox knew where she was heading, but she was too weak to make it there in time. I told her I'd fly her there and we'd end this together. I promise her Minx would die.I was filled with rage and sarrow. I wasn't afraid to get my hands bloody, and I really wanted to dig my claws into this Lady Minx.

We managed to catch Lady Minx before she could sail away on a stolen ship. She was on the radio with some man she only referred to as Doctor. Fox and I fought her and her group of rouges. I focused so much on killing Minx that I didn't realize one of those rouges was G.I. Payne.

I could have finished off Minx quickly, but I was driven by anger and revenge. My emotions got the best of me. I wanted Lady Minx to suffer. After nearly drowning her, I ripped off her head and smashed it with my own hands.

I was relieved for a moment. Then I hear Sensational Fox whisper my name. Hisako. I turned around and saw her sitting on the ground. Several bones throughout her body had been broken. She was paralyzed. Payne was holding her head as he grinned at me. Amy was whimpering and crying as she tried to say, "I love you." She wasn't able to. He snapped her neck and jumped into the ocean. I cried out in pain. I rushed to her side, but she was gone. My first friend. My best friend. My first love. She was gone. She died because I allowed my emotions to rule me. If I'd been faster, maybe my godson would still be alive. If I didn't torture Minx, my best friend would still have been alive. I failed them. I brought shame to the Draco Vintex.

My search for Payne found no results. I had no idea who this doctor on the radio was. If there were any Superheroines left, they went into hiding. I flew back home only to find that Natsuki had been burned to the ground. No survivors. There are no clues as to what happened. All that beaty. All that hope. Turned to ash. I had lost everything I had held close to my heart.

House of Tatsu made sure to let me know that I had brought shame to the goddess Relonikiv. That me defying tradition was the reason I am suffering. It was a lesson I had to be taught. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I left and traveled the world. I'm trying to find my place.

I couldn't be a Draco Vintex anymore.

Over the years, the world moved on. The events of the dark times became a bedtime story. Like the Draco Vintex, the superheroines became myths and legends. But one day, I heard stories of a woman in Kingston Falls. Someone fighting against the injustice. I thought nothing of it at first. But I kept hearing different stories. Stories of a masked woman stopping a bank heist. These stories seem familiar but new. I looked into more and continued to find more stories about a new hero. This couldn't be right.

I tracked her down and watched her in action. She had was strong but lacked confidence. Something about her seemed familiar. After witnessing her stop a bombing, I was about to fly off. I seen enough. However, I smelled something I hadn't seen in years. I heard a crash and seem this young heroine was in a battle with G.I. Payne. It took so much not to react. I had to keep my emotions in checked.

The battle was fierce, and the young heroine held her own. She was inexperienced, to say the less. There is no sign of training at all. Nearly tripping over a rock, which was all it took for Payne to gain the upper hand. He pummeled her and began toying with her. He broke her left leg. I can see where this was going. I summoned a body of water and blasted him away. He was only down for a moment, but it was long enough to grab the heroine and fly her to safety.

She was a bit freaked out but wasn't able to flee. I just looked at her as I took her leg in my hands and started healing her bones. A trick I picked up from my world travels. It takes a lot of Chi. After the young woman realized what I had done, she thanked me and introduced herself.

"Whoa. You healed my leg? Thanks. Hey! I'm Wonder Vixen. At least, that's what Twitter calls me. What do they call you?"

Vixen? I looked up confused. Twitter is still strange to me. I didn't know if it was destiny, but I knew that I couldn't let this Wonder Vixen fight without being prepared. She needs a mentor. Someone to guide her. This must be my purpose.

"My name is Hisako Fujiwara. I was trained to be a Draco Vintex from a young age. I was blessed with the gifts of Relonikiv, goddess of the dragons. I was once known as the Green Dragon until the dark times came and took everything I ever loved. I will be your teacher. I will prepare you, Kitsune. You will become a fierce champion who will inspire hope."

Wonder Vixen looked complex but eager as she said, "Right? So excuse me, what's Kitsune? I'm Wonder Vixen. "

I smiled for the first time since that dark night. "To me, you are Kitsune. When you are ready, I will tell you what it means."

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I thought I'd start with an introduction. This blog is for my writing and anything that may relate to it. It's a hobby. If someone wanted to help contribute in some way, that's something we could discuss. Regardless, this is just for fun. I also think I enjoy thinking of lore and finding ways to incorporate names and references to things I love or enjoy.

Most of my ideas are more serious traditional hero stuff? Doesn't go into the fetish parts. However, I am into those and looking to try my hand at it. Very least, there are some story ideas I've had that could play out differently depending on the direction.

Anyway, my main heroine I created was Wonder Vixen. Over the years, I've tried to find ways to have her power but also weaknesses that could be exploited by villains who don't have abilities. She'll probably be the first character I'd profile. Maybe I'll commission a picture of her one day.

That's all for now. Thank you for visiting. Be kind and make good decisions.

-Liz