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~Tyler & Haley~
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Feb 28, 2015 11:46AM
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By the gods, I mean ideas not idea as.
Lol, no I do not. I'd rather do fantasy, but I can do realistic if you want.
All of the plots I have are fantasy. Anyone?
Idea One: A young girl's parents have recently passed away. She wants to go live with her grandmother, but the grandmother lives on the other side of the forest. The girl is sent to live with her uncle, who is constantly drunk. The girl endures two months of abuse from him before running away into the forest, hoping to find her grandmother. As night falls, she finds herself completely lost, and hunted by wolves. The guardian of the forest, a boy about her age, finds the girl running from the wolves, and saves her from them. He takes her to his home to care for her, and they slowly fall in love.
Idea Two: The genders in this one can be switched A great war between two kingdoms has just ended. To end the war, the kingdom Lorinea gave the Aurorian kingdom a group of their maids and servants to work in their palace. One of those gifts is a young and timid girl who has been taught her whole life to obey, no matter what. She is assigned to be the maid of the prince, who is quite rude to the Lorineans. The girl is not his first Lorineans maid, but all have requested to have a different job. But because of her upbringing, the girl endures the princes teasing. The prince eventually soften towards the girl after learning more about her, and the two fall in love.
Idea Three: Muse A is still reeling from Girl A's death. They had been best friends since second grade, but recently Muse A's choice of friends had affected Girl A greatly. On the night of the new moon, Girl A jumped off the cliffs down by the ocean.
Guy B and Muse B are newbies in the ocean town, and are siblings. They are part of a hidden society that deals in the Supernatural. They had sensed a huge use of magic in this town, and needed to check it out.
Guy B sneaks off from the hotel to do research without his younger sibling getting in the way, leaving a note that he was going to Oceanic Beach, near the cliffs. Muse B asks a local, Muse A, where the beaches are, and ends up getting a tour of the town.
At the beaches, Guy B finds something he would have never expected- Girl A, trapped as a lingering spirit. Something had prevented her from completely dying, and there's a chance she can come back. But does she want to?
((Muse A and Muse B can be any gender you want, and you can make another detailed plot for them. I would prefer to be Girl A and Muse A.))
Idea Four: A vampire kidnaps a girl to use to feed on. Every night, he nearly drains her completely. However, his conversations with her before he feeds become longer, until one night he decides not to hurt her. His feedings become more gentle, and less drastic. Slowly, the two fall in love.
Idea Five: In a ruined kingdom, it's hard to know who to trust. Muse A is the leader of a group of bandits. Their goal is to recover the stolen artifacts that destroyed the kingdom and hide them, preventing anyone from causing this much destruction again. Muse B is an adventurer, and the child of the old king and queen. They are traveling the land, hoping to find the artifacts and restore peace to the land. When Muse A and Muse B meet, they are fighting over the staff that controls every artifact. Without it, none of the magic can be harnessed. However, the man who originally caused the destruction is after the staff as well, to secure his control. Muse A and Muse B find themselves forced to work together to survive and keep the staff out of the man's hands.
~Requirements~
-Proper grammar and spelling
-At least a paragraph per post ((if the story is slowing down and it's hard to do that, I understand))
-Follow the storyline we come up with
-Be willing to help come up with more of the plot
-I would like to be a girl, and would prefer romance, but that's only a preference and not a requirement. I am also willing to do doubles.
Idea five sounds good, but then so does idea three......
We can do either one. They're both originals that I've come up with, hehe.
Hm, could we do the fifth one? And I must tell you, I love your profile pic.
Of course, and thanks! I'm currently obsessed with Lindsey Stirling, the girl in the picture.
I never really knew her name, I just knew her as the dancing violinist. Shall we do cherries then? And who do you want to be?
Hm, could I be the bandit, and the girl?
Yup, of course! Shall we do short cherries then? Just name, age, and appearance? And who's going to be the man, or are we just going to cross that bridge when we get there?
We can both be him, so we just share him. And yeah, thats how I always do my charries. Let me go find some pictures.
My internet just decided to flip out, so I'm going to leave for awhile and get back on later, hoping, of course, that it's better by then.
Alright, I'll most likely still be here. Good luck with your internet!
I'm on mobile and my phone is being weird, if won't let me see the picture. Could you send me a link?
Never mind. It's fixed now. So, who shall start?
Lakle climbed up the mountain, her men trailing behind her. The local rumors said that the staff was in the cave at the peak, and Lakle was willing to do anything to retrieve that staff. She finally reached the top of the mountain, taking sharp breaths.
Max climbed the opposite side of the mountain at a brisk pace, intent on reaching the top and disappearing before the group of bandits he'd seen even arrived. He reached the top, sighing slightly when he saw the group was already up there. He simply hid himself and observed, planning to snatch the staff and outrun the group.
Lakle's face broke into a grin when she saw the staff, wrapping her hand around it with a smile. She let out a whoop, the cry echoing through her men. "We've found it!" She called over her shoulder.
Max, who stood only a few feet away from where Lakle stood, wrapped his hand around a long dagger. Gathering his courage, he shot out of his hiding spot and pounced on the girl. He didn't want to kill her for it, but he would if he had to. Now he just had to be fast enough to get it and get away before the others realized what was happening.
Lakle cried out, rolling so that the staff was pinned between her and the ground, away from her attacker. The men immediately surrounded the two, their weapons raised, but not interfering. They knew she could save herself.
Max looked for the staff, only to find that she'd wedged it between her and the ground in the fall. Letting out an unflattering word, he dropped the knife and held her wrists. He rolled so that he was on bottom, but still in control because of his grip on her wrists. Then he rolled again, putting him on top and the staff two rolls away. Without hesitation, he dove for it and scrambled to his feet.
Lakle shouted an order, the men all surrounding the boy with their swords raised. They had anger in their eyes, a sort of harshness that wasn't usually seen in this dreary land. Lakle dusted herself off as she stood, walking towards the boy with a horrid scowl.
Max grinned at the girl, at ease now that he had the staff. He was confident that he could outrun all of them, except maybe the girl. Then he pushed the thought aside. The first step to failure was doubt. He began backing up slowly, trying to find a break in the circle of men that had gathered. "Hello." He called to the girl. "Lovely day, wouldn't you agree?"
"Hand over the staff, and maybe I won't kill you," Lakle growled, pulling out her sword. She glared at the boy, this fool who had the nerve to try and steal from her. She walked towards him, holding up the sword, the tip of it aimed for his neck.
"Hey, now." He said playfully. "We mustn't be too hasty here. Surely we can work out a deal. We both want the staff. I have the staff, but you have me surrounded." He said the last part with no intentions of making a deal, but only to stall as he thought a way out of the situation.
"Yes, you see, you have a staff that can destroy the world. I am not too keen on making a deal, boy. And if you refuse to hand it over, it's your life or the world's. I choose the world." Lakle took a step closer, pressing the blade against the boys neck.
Max takes another step back, then stops as he reaches the line of men. "Ok.... No deal then." He spends a moment mourning the loss of his dagger, then shook it off. Gathering his courage once again, he dives to the side, and pushes along the line, in between two of the people, hoping for a break.
The men grab the boy by the arms, their grip like steel. Lakle marches up to him and wrenches the staff from his hands, growling. There's a near murderous look in her eyes, one she doesn't usually have.
Max struggled against his captors, trying desperately to get away. All ease he might've felt earlier was gone as the girl walks up to him. He tries all he could to keep hold of the staff, but was shocked into letting go when he saw the violent glint in her eyes. He made a small sound of protest as it was snatched away from him and gave one last attempt to get free, then stopped as he realized that it was over. He'd lost, and had now been taken captive by a group of bandits.
Lakle opened her mouth to shout something when one of her scouts burst into the clearing. "He's hear!" He shouted, then was struck down, dead. Shouts rang out, the men running into formation as the sorcerer appeared from the trees.
Max was sent into a haze of confusion as the bandits ran to get into whatever order there was in this chaos. He finally became aware of the figure of the sorcerer, and instinctively took a step back. He'd heard of him, of course, but this was the first time he'd actually seen him.
Lakle used the staff to cast a protective shield, that was mostly blocking the attacks from the sorcerer. She starting casting a spell to open a portal, her eyes catching sight of the boy. "Hey! You! Don't just stand there, unless you want to be killed!"
Max looks up at the girl, snapped out of his funk by her word. Shaking his head slightly to clear it, he looked around. What could he do to help? He needed to be armed, so he grabbed the dagger from where it lay discarded on the ground, though he knew it wouldn't do much good.
Her men were falling left and right. There were only ten out of the twenty men left once the portal opened. "Everyone into the portal!" Lakle screamed, her heart breaking when she saw the fallen men. She used the staff to float their bodies through the portal, waiting until everyone was through. "Are you coming?!" She asked the boy before stepping through, the protective shield and portal beginning to fail.
Max only hesitated a second before running at full speed toward the failing portal, diving in, right before it flickered and died behind him. He landed on the other side, thrown off balance for a moment and somehow ended up on his back. He quickly stood, looking around at his surroundings.
It seemed to be like an island, but it was incased in an orb of magic. There was something like a small village, a tower, a lake, a farm, and then a graveyard. Lakle was already shouting orders, the staff clenched in her hand.
Max hung back from the others, looking admirably at the girl. She could handle herself, he'd give her that much. He looked around, wondering what he could do to help.
Lakle ordered some of the men to prepare a burial for the fallen. Out of the village came some woman and children, half of them gasping with joy to see their father or husband alive, the other's beginning to sob. Lakle swallowed hard, breaking for a moment.
Max looked apologetically at the people who started crying, but quickly turned away. He quickly got to work helping prepare the burial, deciding to work and take his mind off the families and the dead.
Lakle stopped ordering and went to go comfort the now widowed women, dropping her soldier stature. She cried with them, breaking a little inside. She had practically been raised by this whole village, and now they were dead.
Max looked up at the girl, surprised slightly to see her crying with the villagers. Then he looked down, all surprise gone. After all, she wouldn't be human if she wasn't saddened by this sight. A single tear ran down his cheek, shed for the strangers who had lost family and for the dead themselves.
Finally, Lakle managed to wipe the tears from her face and take command again. Her eyes suddenly found the mysterious boy, the thief, and she stormed over with clenched fists. She was angry, and needed someone to yell at.
Max was still looking down as she approached, and he only grew aware of her presence when she was fairly close. Immediately, he reached up and wiped away the tear, then looked up at her. He opened his mouth to speak, to say sorry, to offer to help, to something, when he froze because of the furious glint in her eyes.
"I do believe, because of you stalling my men's return with that foolish attempt of yours, that we have some jobs open." Lakle nearly growled the words, the same height as the boy but quite intimidating.
