[F4A] Hi! I'm bi, I'm crazy, and I'm dead. Or ... well ... I was.

(All my previous prompts are open! You should also check out my DPP profile to learn more about me.)

Have you ever heard of Lucy Melanie Holden?

You probably haven't. I'm not exactly a major figure in history books. Not that I'd want to be. Let me give you a little overview. I was born to an aristocratic family in Georgia in 1755. In 1774, my father forced me to marry a distant cousin. He never put a hand on me, though. Or, should I say, never with affection. There's a term for men like him that you use today. Back then, we called them sodomites, but to be frank, I didn't give a shit. The man was an absolute fucking bore and was obsessed with business and money and other stupid shit, which is why I hooked down (hooked up? Sorry, still adjusting to your terminology) with one of his slaves. Man named Freddie, who was an expert horse handler, and who taught me how to ride a lot of things. When my husband was planning to sell him, I did what anyone would do: I poisoned the bastard, and Freddie and I escaped.

We traveled up the Mississippi under fake identities, making a few bucks here and there by performing horse tricks for small villages and in fairs, but that got boring after a while, especially when I met Alice Cole. We were in Virginia and encountered her at a performance, and I disappeared one night, leaving Freddie alone to run off with her. Her father found out and shipped her to a convent. (Men are idiots. Did he think sending her to a building full of women would "cure" her?) Well, I turned it around on the dumb asshole by showing up to the convent posing as an applicant, and then Alice and I escaped in the middle of the night by burning it down.

Now the authorities were looking for me, and Alice and I moved into Indian territory for a while. The sex was fantastic and the Indians didn't seem to care that we were two women, although when a group of soldiers came into the village, I knew we were in trouble. One recognized me, so I beat the shit out of him. I don't know why men think any woman is weak, because I left the guy bleeding on the ground. Course, I knew I had to run. No idea what happened to Alice, but I was losing interest in her anyway, so I cut my hair and posed as a boy to enlist in the colonial army. Killed a couple Redcoats, and then found out that the British were holed up somewhere with a shitload of beer. You'd be surprised how easily they accept defectors. Anyway, I hung with them for a while, until it turned out that we were supposed to march all the way to fucking New York, and that was cold as shit. So I decided to leave. When they tried to stop me, I told them I was a girl. Then I flashed my tits. They wanted to whip me as a punishment for deceit, but I grabbed a guy's bayonet, stabbed a lieutenant and ran. Just barely escaped.

I stowed on board a boat heading back South, where I was going to be thrown overboard, until the captain's wife convinced him to let me stay. I'm not sure if either of them knew I was fucking the other, but I continued while in Northern Mexico, running around town and gambling. That captain couldn't stand me, but also couldn't resist my pussy. Always came crawling back, until he paid me $500 to leave. I took the money, fucked his wife one last time, then rode back into the US. After stealing one of his horses for good measure.

I can tell you're getting bored. I'll sum up. Got arrested in Georgia, escaped prison, went to South Carolina where I got in a duel with a guy after sleeping with his favorite slave girl. He killed me. I was 32 years old. You believe that shit? Me, of all people, dying in my early 30s.

Well, until today. I'm back. And listen ... your society ... you people are depraved as fuck, and I love it.

The above is fictional, but based loosely on the life of Julie D'Aubigny. Basic concept is that a chaotic disaster bisexual woman from the past who died young comes back to life (don't really care about the mechanism) and gets to experience the porn era.

I'm pretty flexible about who she is and when she's from. I decided to set her in America because I have no other cultural context. I'm one of those Americans. But I'm totally cool with playing Julie D'Aubigny herself and having her awaken in America, either through some invented mechanism or with just blind acceptance that, yeah, of course that's where she is, don't ask questions. Or we could play some other fictional figure from whatever time and place you'd like, or if you know of another similar person from history, feel free to educate me. I'm much more interested in the concept of a horny bi chick getting to experience modern kink and sex for the first time and getting up to her old insane antics.

As for who I'd like to play with: Well, first of all, contribute something. Don't just continue the prompt; tell me why I should choose you to play with. Maybe add or tweak something from the prompt (I'm open-minded). Second, tell me who you want to play. Are you going to GM for me? Are you going to play a new friend I discover who becomes something of a guide to modern society? Something else entirely?

My limits are things like animals, blood, bathroom, futa, children, and other traditional ones. I have many kinks, although one thing I want to put out there first: My post history demonstrates I'm extremely into femdom, and I absolutely think this character will get off hard on pegging and chastity, but I don't view this as a femdom prompt. My character gets bored easily and is always moving around and looking for the next illicit adventure. She has little loyalty to anyone or anything. She's a toxic woman just seeking the next dopamine burst. So she'll do some femdom, maybe visit a strip club, maybe cam for a while ... I don't know, you tell me! What are some things she ought to get up to?

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