But what color is your seed?
Storm Constantine's Wraeththu books are high Gothic, post-apocalyptic, purple prosey, epic novels about magical hermaphrodites with colorful 'seed' who fuck everyone they like but only 'bond' permanently through a blood exchange.*

Surprisingly, the raythoo comm is generally free of wank, but har_nukleopatra is determined to change all that!



Hi! I really want to take a blood bond with my chesnari, but I don't know exactly what it would entail. I'm imagining cutting of the inner arms and then pressing the two cuts together and tying it with a ribbon or something...

In the Wraeththu-verse:

Chesnari = lifemate
Har = Wraeththu (magic hermaphrodite)

Several people gently suggest alternatives, pointing out the wide gap between fantasy and reality.

Then sharz loses hir shit.

Being a rather deluded and woefully ignorant Wraeththu/ Pete Burns fan doesn't give you automatic viral/bacterial/toxin immunity.

You are not a post apocalyptic fictitious creature as much as you'd like to be. Your body does not possess the means to speedily rid itself of toxins, tars and infections, virus like hara so please do not try to act like them...

Not very big, but we learn about mosquitoes, politeness, depression, and more!

The action's in this thread.



* An absurd and not entirely accurate summation.