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Hey, you guys like the Rick and Candice Story? Well, here's something inspired from it.Don't want it to be a giantess? Click this like for a giant... [link]
Here is an avatar version of Aria, the giantess you'll be encountering in this RP. [link]
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Excuse me, but can we please do this RP?
It looks really fun
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I'll do this with you.
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I'll do this with you.
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If you're not busy, I would love to do this RP!
I lower my head in defeat, accepting the ultimate end that has been handed to me.
"Fine. Do with me what you will, just end it quick!"
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I'll do this with you.
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Is this still open? I would like to do this.
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I'll do this with you.
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I'll do this with you.
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A shame i don't see many of these left these days. They were always such fun ideas.
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I'll do this with you.
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*stays still not moving and closes eyes knowing it's pointless to fight back.*
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I'll do this with you.
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I'll do this with you.
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(Option 3 please)
I struggled against the ropes. The village said I was getting sacrifices for stealing the jewels. I didn't do that at all! They accused me! I wouldn't do such a thing! I'd rather donate money and jewels!
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I'll do this with you.
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I slip free and try to run, but I trip before I get anywhere, why did they make us wear heels and a dress? I roll over and stare up at the giantess looming above me
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I'll do this with you.
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I looked down and noticed my bindings were tightΒ
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I'll do this with you.
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Luke felt the tremors coming and he knew that there was no point of trying to escape, even if he could. Bowing his head, he only hoped that his suffering would end quickly and painlessly.
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I'll do this with you.
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Is this still open? I want to try GTS RPs and this would seem like a good start!
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I'll do this with you.
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if you want to rp with me, Ill be Β my character John, but since this is midevial, i will wear a tunic and pants made from bear skin, I have red eyes, and have black hair
option 3*
Β I try to free myself to the ropes, but I can't.I just bow my head down thinking its pointless (why did they do this to me, I didn't do anything i think to myself (if i do get to be free, I am not going to go back to that village anymore, maybe the giantess can find a place for me to live).
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I'll do this with you.
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If you would like to rp, i would rp as human saedow, no powers, just a quick thinker. He would be the outcast of the village, if you do want to do this rp. He was chosen because of how he acts. He would take blue flowers, mash them up, and make blue streaks in abnormal pitch black hair. When the giantess sees him, he is only grinning, secretly holding a knife and cutting the ropes, preparing to take her out...if she is not a gentle giantess
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This looks like it could be really fun, could I try some RPs with you?
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(Sure, you can try which ever one's you like. Just choose and option.)
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(Thanks. I'll be using myself, a male for this RP. Here's what I look like as an avatar. gtsfan300.deviantart.com/art/J⦠Except this his a more medieval setting right? I'll be wearing a tunic and trousers for this RP then.  Hope the link works. Oh, and can the giantess be 300 feet tall. That's my favorite height for a giantess?)
"You all know why you're here," the leader of our village states from podium in the center of the small village. Everyone in the village is required to be here, because it is just that time of the year. Anyone who doesn't show up for the lottery would ultimately be the unfortunate winner. I look around and notice that everyone in the village has attended the lottery.Β
Damn," I Β think as I look back up at our "great and just" village leader.
"I believe you all just want this to be over with and I feel the same way. My name is in here as well, because it would not be fair for one man to be omitted from this lottery, no matter how important said man is to the village. But we all must remember what this lottery is for. We must remember that every time we do this, we save the lives of everyone in this village. If one person's life has to be sacrificed to save the rest, then so be it. It is a price we must be willing to pay for the sake of the rest of the village. It's the only way we can appease that monster. If we didn't, we'd all be dead within the day. Now, let's find out who our sacrifice is." The leader of the village plunges his hand in the pot and draws out a name. I lookΒ over at the wooden cart with a tall wooden pole in the center of it: theΒ ceremonial offering to the giant monster. All that is missing is the winner of the lottery. "Adam Smith," the leader called out.
My face pales as I snap my head in my younger brother's direction. He was only ten years old and the only family I have left. Our mother was chosen in the lottery years ago and our father killed himself in grief about a year after that. I had been taking care of my brother since then and now he has been chosen to be the next sacrifice! Our "fair and just" leader's thugs pushed their way through the crowd to get to my brother. Adam looks at me with frightened eyes. "James?" A thug gripped Adam's arm and yanked on it.
"No!" I cry out. "I'll volunteer! I'll be the sacrifice!"
The thug let go of Adam and Adam runs over to me. He embraces me and I hug him back. "No, don't do it. Don't," Adam begs.Β
"Stay with your friend Henry. His parents are good friends of Mom and Dad. They'll take care of you from now on."Β
"But James."
"Don't argue. Just go," I push my brother away gently and the thugs take me. I am pushed to the cart and tied to the pole.
Our leader approaches the cart and yells, "People, I give you our sacrifice." Very few people look sad for me. Most are just happy it's not them up here. I bow my head and accept my fate. If it meant saving my younger brother, then so be it.
They push me to the right spot where the giantess will receive me. I am left alone. My heart races. I don't wish to die, but I see no other options. If I can escape, the giantess won't get her sacrifice and she will destroy the whole village and everyone in it. All I can do is accept my fate and hope that the death is quick. I have no idea what she will do with me. No one sticks around long enough to see what happens to the sacrifices, but all that is known is that no sacrifice has ever come back.Β
After waiting on that pole for an hour, I finally hear the giantess approaching. Not wanting to see my fate, I bow my head and close my eyes. My heart bet faster with each giant footfall growing louder and stronger. And when the footfalls stop right in front of me, my heart nearly stops. But I don't look up. I just continue to bow my head. Β
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(That's a very good reply.)
The giantess is 300 feet tall and wears quite primative looking clothing: a simple tubular bra and miniskirt-like loincloth made from what appears to be doe fur. It must be the fur from a giant deer though, because all animals in Giant Country are at a large scale like the giants. This forest that you're near bourders Human Country and Giant Country. Her skin is tan and her body is fit from living in the wilds. There are patches of dirt on her skin and on the bottoms of her feet. She has long lean legs, a flat stomach, large breasts tightly confined in the tubular bra, and a pretty face close to your age. Her brown hair is long, messy, and wild, but her brown eyes are less so.
She steps from the forest and treads as lightly as she can across the field, but it still causes tremors. Once in front of you, she kneels down on one knee and starts reaching out to you. She expects to see you begging, crying, or at least struggling to escape, because all the other sacrifices did so. She stops her hand and wonders if you could be different, if you might see her as a person rather than a monster, but she soon realizes that she's seein a human full if hopelessness. She tears up. Will no one see I'm not a monster.
Her massive hands reach for you again, but she doesn't snatch you up, she manages to untie you from the pole. She retracts her hands and sets them on her lap. "You're free now. You can leave," the giantess says with great sadness in her voice. She bows her head. Tears drip down onto her bare thighs.
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I imagine that giant hand coming for me and snatching me up. I think that it's just going to pull me off the pole, not so gently, or that it would pull the entire pole off the cart to get me. I imagine that the giantess will eat me, because I'm a sacrifice, after all and that's what monsters do to sacrifices, right? I've heard tales of what giants do to humans and eating them is only one of the things. I hope that she eats me and I hope that she chews, pulverizing my body with a quick death instead of a slow on in her stomach. I don't want to die, but dying is better than becoming a slave, a pet, or even a sex toy. I keep my head bowed.
The ropes loosen and I fall forward in the cart. I manage to fall on one knee and catch myself with my right hand. I wait there, continuing to look down hopelessly, but the giant hand never grabs me. I hear the giantes's words and finally look in, gaping up at her in surprise. I wonder if this is a trick. But I see the giant tears falling onto her thigh.
She's crying? But why? Why is she crying? I'm the sacrifice here, not her. I look back, thinking about running away, but I continue to her the tears plummet into her thigh and I sigh. I can't just leave some woman crying, even if she's a giantess that can literally do whatever she wants to me. But I start to think she might not just do whatever she wants. She's crying and monsters don't cry.
I step off the cart and walk over to her. My survival instincts are telling me this is a horrible idea, but I approach the crying giantess anyway and place my hand on her knee, the one closest to the ground. I rub the knee skin and call up to her with a nervous stutter, "Um, m-ma'am? Wh-wh are y-you c-crying?"
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You're hand is such a tiny touch against her skin that she doesn't notice it at first. She pauses her sobs long enough to hear your question. "Wh-what does it m-matter?" she asks without lifting her face out of her tear soaked hands. "Y-you don't c-care. You're j-just l-like all the other h-humans. You th-think I'm a m-m-monster! You're n-not even here r-right now. G-go away!" She thinks you're just a figment of her imagination, just a created from her lonely and desperate mind. She thinks the real you has already run away. Β She pivots her body and plops her butt down on the ground with her side facing you. She crosses her legs and sobs harder.
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I stare up at the crying giantess in shock. She was not what I expected, at all! Her pushing me away only makes me more determined to cheer her up. No beautiful woman should feel the need to cry do hard, not even a 300 foot tall giantess.
I manage to climb up her bare leg and onto her lap. Her skin is surprisingly soft, smooth and cushy for my feet to stand on. I see multiple puddles of tears on her lap caused from the sobbing. I look up and sure her still crying in her hands. Placing both hands around my mouth, I call up to her, "Miss, I am still here and if you're crying because you think that I think you're a monster, then please stop. You are very big and very intimidating, but I see that you are not a monster. Monsters don't cry when think people see them as monsters. A monster wouldn't care how it's seen. You're no monster."
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The giantess is a massive 300 feet tall! She is only wearing a fur loincloth and fur tubular makeshift bra. The fur appears to have come from some giant animal and judging from the patterns in the fur, it could have come from a deer from Giant Country which isn't impossible since the forest in the distance boulders Giant and Human Country. Despite being quite dirty and having messy brown hair, she does look very beautiful. She has tan skin, long legs, a flat stomach, quite large breasts being confined in a bra that looks slightly too small for her, and a pretty face.
She kneels in front of you for a while, studying you with big, brown, and sad eyes. Those eyes started tearing up when you pleaded for your life. "You... You th-think I'd... I'd h-hurt y-you?" The giantess asks with a voice quivering from sadness.
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Well, in all honesty, I don't know what you'd do to me
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I stare at the giantess I was not designed to fear terminationΒ Β
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The giantess is a massive 300 feet tall! She is only wearing a fur loincloth and fur tubular makeshift bra. The fur appears to have come from some giant animal and judging from the patterns in the fur, it could have come from a deer from Giant Country which isn't impossible since the forest in the distance boulders Giant and Human Country. Despite being quite dirty and having messy brown hair, she does look very beautiful. She has tan skin, long legs, a flat stomach, quite large breasts being confined in a bra that looks slightly too small for her, and a pretty face.
She kneels in front of you for a while, studying you with big brown eyes. "Aren't you afraid of me?"
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Option three I accepted my fate and I had no regrets so i just waited for the giantess to do what she would to me.
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Instead of grabbing you though, the giant hand manages to untie the ropes keeping you attached to the pole. Soon, the ropes give away and you're completely free from them! The hand retreats from you and sets back down on her bare lap for the giantess is only wearing a loincloth and tube bra made out of animal furs. The giantess his sitting in front of you with her legs folded under her. Yet, she towers over you even in this position, because she is close to 300 feet tall! her skin is tan and she's very lean and fit from having been living in the wilds foe quite sometime. She looks down at you with sad blue eyes.
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What's wrong why are you sad i ask.
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I had come out here of my own will curious as to what the giantess looked like. (im a saiyan not a human.)
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Instead of grabbing you though, the giant hand manages to untie the ropes keeping you attached to the pole. Soon, the ropes give away and you're completely free from them! The hand retreats from you and sets back down on her bare lap for the giantess is only wearing a loincloth and tube bra made out of animal furs.Β
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