u/princessemeline

I’m looking for a detailed, immersive roleplay set on a dense, untamed alien jungle planet. My character has been abducted from Earth and discarded there, left to survive in an ecosystem that feels alive, watching, and unforgiving.

The planet is thick with towering bioluminescent trees, heavy humidity, and constant sound—chittering creatures, distant roars, and rustling canopies. The air is rich but unfamiliar, the terrain tangled with massive roots, glowing plants, and hidden dangers. Predators lurk everywhere, and even the flora can be deadly.

Your character will be native to this jungle world and perfectly adapted to it. Whether they are a hunter, guardian, exile, or something more powerful is up to you. They move through the environment with ease, understanding its rhythms, dangers, and secrets in a way my character cannot.

Tropes & Themes:
Fated mates (a deep, instinctive bond tied to the planet or species)
Language barrier (no shared language—communication builds slowly)
Slow-burn romance
Survival dependency
Cultural misunderstanding & mistrust
Protective instincts vs. fear
High-stakes jungle danger (predators, poison, territory conflicts)

I’m wanting a partner who is just as excited to world build this planet and alien race with me. I already have some ideas but will flesh them out more with the right parter.

My writing style is past tense, third person. I prefer semi-literate to literate writers!

Message me if interested!

I’ve been living alone (for the first time) for just over 6 months now and just thought I’d give a general review of how I’ve found it.

Month 1 was tough, I moved far away from everyone I knew for work. I spent a lot of time trying to figure stuff out independently. Once I started my new job it got a lot easier as my co-workers offered so many great tips and really supported me through this transition!

Month 2 was my decoration craze. While I rent it was the first time I’d ever had complete control over decorating my own space and I went absolutely crazy. I bought vases, blankets, painting, candles and even built my own dining table. By the time I’d finally finished most of the stuff I’d bought I didn’t really have space for so I just sold it second hand.

Month 3 was where I really started to fall in love with my new city. I would go exploring with a few friends I’d made. The best part was going out for St Paddy’s day and getting really drunk. I think this was the month where it stopped feeling like a vacation snd started to feel a bit more familiar.

Month 4 was socialisation month, I was out every weekend with friends. It was so fun and I was glad to be having such a good first experience. The only real thing I hated was doing all the chores, food shopping, washing, pot washing, cleaning, taking out the bins. I did neglect it a lot until finally I just made myself a chart of things to do each day of the week to make it manageable.

Month 5 was where I really missed my family. I missed my Dad’s birthday and I hated not being there. FaceTime can only do so much. While this is something I have to accept it doesn’t make me feel great having to miss family events because of work etc.

Month 6 has been a happy month. I finally call my new city home and have made a good group of friends. I now have a regular hair salon, nail salon and bar. I still get lonely in the evenings but I bought a stuffed animal and she low-key really helps.

Overall I’ve found my first living experience really positive and I’m enjoying the freedom of being in charge of my own space.