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Post by bloodwolf on May 4, 2006 17:32:09 GMT -5
Ok I was looking at characters I suggested to S-wo earlier and have relized that one my charcters had a bio that would make a great story. So now I am making a story about
1.(cult, cerial killer, ect..) that kills people but leaves a silver rose after each kill. So the charcter's parents are dead and this is the only clue.
2. Is a supernatural one where there is a creature of some sort running around and wherever he stays a silver rose grows. Somthin along that line, but I needs some help peicing together the story line.
Please help with a few characters and ideas maybe. ;D
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Post by bloodwolf on May 4, 2006 22:57:42 GMT -5
The song of the silver Rose
"I lay awake at night and look into my own mind. I see nothing and I see everything, but the one thing I see above all others is a field of roses one rose is different though it is silver. As I look upon this rose I see myself looking back. It isnt me though it is who I am supposed to be, who I turned my back on. This rose draws me in yet I dont see it. It sees me. It is evil malictious a hideous thing, but I cant take my eyes off it.I want to but I cant it wont let me. I havent seen what it wants me to see. It draws me in closer and closer I am falling farther and farther. Then I begin to see it, the thing I am supposed to. As I get to the thing and am about to look upon it I open my eyes. I am in my bed asleep as if it never happened, but I know the truth. It is real Mr. Kraven, It is real. I think I am going insane evrytime I see it. Each time I take my arm and try and bite through it just so I know I am not insane, and everytime my teeth meet and blood falls."
Kala's eyes begin to water as she tells Mr.Kraven her psyvhologist about her dream. Her beautiful curly brown hair flowing behind her. The tears begin to roll down her smooth slender pale skin, and onto her ocean blue dress with the little flowers on it. The way her she was bent as she sobbed would lead most to believe that she couldn't be 5'7 even though she was. She had been crying as she told him about her dram and now her eyes were red and a little swollen.
Dr.Kraven begins writting somthing in the little notebook he had. His short well combed black hair didnt even seem to move at all as the fan in the room blew wind across his face. Dr. Kraven was a taller man who wore a adult medium black t-shirt, slightly baggy bluejeans, and white shoes. As he looked up at her she could tell he had cared greatly about what she said because his cyrstal blue eyes radiated it. This relieved her slightly, but she was still depressed. Her dreams had been goin on for weeks now, and they were destroying her it seemed. All she wanted was for them to stop. They were tearing her apart. Killing anything good she had left in her heart, but she knew that they wouldn't till the message was crossed and she understood it.
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Post by S-wo on May 5, 2006 19:05:50 GMT -5
Okay it is good so far, I would like to know a little more of what Kala looks like. That's weird her psychologist wears a black T and jeans, is he a real one? most of them wear suits, besides that I think it is good for a start and when posting a story or a poem, always make sure to use spell check, because proboards is better than invisionfree and it has spell check and let's you see all your posts.  |
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Post by bloodwolf on May 6, 2006 16:21:45 GMT -5
I am fixing it up, and honestly there is no law saying a psychologist cant dress casual.
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