I need a couple of people for a highly immature long running meta roleplay to unleash on a chat room. You need to be able to use proxies or VPNs to evade bans.

The Governmental Department of Occult and Other Research, or G-DOOR as they refer to themselves, is the body responsible for keeping supernatural forces from threatening the security of the nation. They view themselves as the gatekeepers between the mundane and the magical, defending the defenceless from forces beyond their comprehension. With a history spanning back to the Inquisition, those opposed to the agency's aims still call them Witchfinders.

For some individuals in their ranks, the pejorative name is nonetheless accurate.

Kaznir Varon is one of these men. He has never had much investment in the noble objective of the division. What he cares about is power, the ability to manipulate the world and its inhabitants to his will. To that end, he has cultivated his career simply to give him opportunities such as the one that has fallen into his lap today.

The dossier on the girl is extensive, as befitting a researcher of his calibre. He has always had a deep interest in the Psionic area, especially given the increasing rarity of those gifted in related abilities. What began as a casual reading project into the origins of such psychic species eventually led to hypothesising about bloodlines and lineages. It led him to her.

But before he can engage with her, he needs leverage. He taps on the manila folder with her name on it, pondering just how he can craft the strings for his puppet.

The massive Ruby ranked warrior sits in the dimmest corner of the Adventurer's Guild. He observes the comings and goings of the regulars silently, watching from beneath the cowl of his hood. Thanks to the legendary Goblin Slayer, nobody in the Guild thinks it is strange for someone to permanently hide their face. Unlike that famous Silver rank, however, this warrior has a dark secret hiding beneath his thick cloak and heavy plate armour.

He does not stay in any one town for too long, moving on before anyone can become suspicious over the disappearances of his travelling companions. Before anybody can spot the pattern.

He has already accepted his next assignment from the Guild Girl. He knows there will be no other adventurers in the area. Nobody but him and his next choice. The location of the job is many weeks travel, deep into the frontier lands. It will give him plenty of time to win her trust. He has been watching her for a long time. He has already studied her interactions with others in the Guild. He knows how eager she is to be an adventurer, a hero. All he must do now is wait for her to approach him.

Leaning on his two handed greatsword which almost looks small compared to his giant frame, the hulking metal figure spots the girl enter the Guild. Perhaps today will be the day...

[I recently completed this story and am unlikely to return to it any time soon.]

Our purpose built facility specializes in the production of well-disciplined slaves for sale.

Enrolment onto our programme is by... 'invitation' only. We select only the choicest raw material for education and mould them into ideal slaves for any home. Each year, a handful of lucky candidates make it to our academy where they will be vigorously put through their paces. Our young ladies are encouraged to compete for the best scores in three essential aspects of service. The top students from each class are kept on as mentors and scouts for the next intake. The very best are permitted the highest honour of being personal assistants to the Founder.

The specifics of our curriculum are a proprietary secret so contact with the outside world is strictly forbidden to our residents. The lack of distraction makes for a much more focused student body.

If you know of a likely candidate for 'invitation', please contact us to arrange a visit from our Outreach team. We may also encounter you on one of our scouting drives to schools and colleges around the world.