Heterosexual
✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧
"You never have to prove yourself to anyone who doesn't accept you for who you are."
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Post by ✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧ on Jul 10, 2018 23:08:34 GMT -5
Strangers Within
Leah is a normal girl—or so she thinks. [name] is the mysterious new boy in school. He works at the local animal shelter, the place Leah finds herself being forced to volunteer at when she gets in big trouble at school. One day Leah witnesses [name] and his pack shifting, and so starts her journey to discovering her own inner wolf, which her parents chose not to tell her about for fear she'd be discovered by their enemies. ( We can work out the details of that together, maybe turn it into some big mystery/conspiracy. )
World: In this plot, werewolves are people who can turn into wolves. They are stronger and faster than humans, and have much better senses. However, to access these strengths and their inner wolf, they need to know what they are. If you grew up not knowing you were a werewolf, you would live your life like a normal human. Most werewolf children are told of their heritage when their parents deem them responsible enough to keep it a secret. Werewolves live in packs, but to hide what they are, they live normal lives in a normal town, and only get together once or twice a week to shift and be a real pack, rather than a scattered one.
Characters
Dakoda_Blu's Characters Wilder Ford | 17 years | Male Wilder is slightly taller than average, standing at about 6'1, with a lean but well-muscled physique. He exercises almost daily to make t that way, but his werewolf genes don't hurt. He has lightly tanned skin and semi-long black hair that tends to arrange itself in a messy, bedhead-type style, which he does little to change. His eyes are a deep blue, surrounded by thick, dark lashes. As the son of an Alpha, Wilder carries himself with self-assurance and confidence. He wears jeans and t-shirts, with dark hiking boots and a dark brown leather jacket. | Wilder's wolf is a huge, black-furred beast, with the same dark blue eyes as his human form. He stands at about 38 inches at the shoulder, and weighs close to 180 pounds. Dakoda_Blu Spilled Ink's Characters Leah Mason | 16 Years | Female Leah has blonde hair and warm blue eyes. She uses makeup frequently to cover her "imperfections," but she truly doesn't have that many. She keeps her head high, confident in her skills to pick an outfit. On the cross country team she runs as leader, for her people-skills and her times. It's cross country, so she is lean, but nothing incredibly noticeable. She enjoys her flannels and her jeans with jean jackets and messenger bags. She has her style ironed out pretty well. | Leah's wolf resembles mostly an arctic wolf, mostly white, with brown eyes. Her white coat is heavy with the potential for shedding when transforming. Towards her back, the white fades into a smoky grey similarly to her underbelly. spilled ink
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Post by spilled ink on Jul 11, 2018 19:29:18 GMT -5
Hey Blu! I’m here now --sorry I posted just before I ducked out for bed. Today was crazy hectic, but I am here briefly. My activity schedule is more of a popcorn kind of thing, I just pop in when I see replies and answer then hop off, but I try to be diligent. I can’t wait to jump into this! RE: Leah’s age I can age Leah down, I wasn’t super paying attention when I made the form, if I’m completely honest, maybe they can be like sophomores in highschool?
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Post by spilled ink on Jul 11, 2018 19:53:14 GMT -5
((eek that's a lot, you're brave. i'm a junior counselor and that's plenty for me! kids are nuts man. i love 'em, but whew, they're energy zappers juniors maybe? it's kind of odd to have a senior joining a class unless its public school. ))
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Heterosexual
✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧
"You never have to prove yourself to anyone who doesn't accept you for who you are."
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Post by ✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧ on Jul 11, 2018 19:56:35 GMT -5
( Yes, I have noticed that the last three days. xDx It can be, yeah, but that'll just make him more interesting to everyone. But yeah, they can be juniors. )
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Post by spilled ink on Jul 11, 2018 20:09:12 GMT -5
((i think i'm picking up a cold from one of them ugh. i'm not a fan, i'm telling you what. true true, but junior year is when they confirm colleges which is also pretty dramatic. does that put us in the 16-17 year age range? leah has a pretty late birthday, she technically could've been 12th but her parents held her back.))
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Post by spilled ink on Jul 11, 2018 20:24:40 GMT -5
money's money yeah? cheers to that. horses are a plus too.)) she's sixteen almost seventeen, if that floats your proverbial boat.)) i was thinking for her family dynamics maybe her parents are involved in pack that's at war with your char's? so she knows that her parents disappear weekly for something but she can't quite figure out what until she puts two & two together and whoops its fricking romeo and juliet, someone stop me. i can't quite figure out why she's stuck with community service... anything punishable by service? i don't get in trouble much --if that wasn't obvious. oh just a heads up i'm going to poof for the night, i'll be back tmr to hash some more stuff out))
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Heterosexual
✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧
"You never have to prove yourself to anyone who doesn't accept you for who you are."
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Post by ✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧ on Jul 11, 2018 20:35:08 GMT -5
( Okay, I'll update the form. ^^ That sounds like fun! xD When I tried to write a book about this (that's what most of my plots are based off of, books I started but never finished) she got the community service for putting a stink bomb in the girls washroom. But Leah doesn't strike me as the type to do something that drastic. xD Okay. Night! )
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Post by spilled ink on Jul 13, 2018 22:16:45 GMT -5
((sounds good! you're right, leah probably wouldn't do that... maybe she was tied as an accomplice for a stinkbomb? sorry for the poof, camp just wrapped up so i should be more active.))
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Post by spilled ink on Jul 13, 2018 23:24:07 GMT -5
((yeah i mean, maybe we can just set that one the backburner for a while and come back to it. eek sounds busy. don't worry abt. we'll work it out. do you have any specifics on your char yet?))
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Post by spilled ink on Jul 13, 2018 23:37:38 GMT -5
((eek it's fine! hmmm... black hair, hazel eyes, i know a guy named javan & he's pretty nifty. i also know a benjamin... nathan... or you could grab an obscure name. i love those too. i recently just created at character taryn, she's a cute beanie, i love them so much. naming them is the best part, imo))
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Post by spilled ink on Jul 13, 2018 23:52:31 GMT -5
((google is your best friend when it comes to that kinda thing hoenstly. i love the name alex because it can be for girls, boys, nonbinaries, whoever really. its just a rad name. i think william's usually go by will orr billy... but liam also works. i think i'm going to hit the sack tonight. i'll catch you tomorrow! :) ))
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Post by spilled ink on Jul 15, 2018 19:57:34 GMT -5
any ideas on your char? i think leah's going to be tied to the stinkbomb in the bathroom, just simply by coming up with the plan for it and she actually turned herself in bc the guilt was eating her. she's a pure bean who doesn't know what she wants to be. ))
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Post by spilled ink on Jul 15, 2018 22:53:24 GMT -5
((wilder... that has a nice ring to it. i love that concept, fantastic.))
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Post by spilled ink on Jul 31, 2018 15:00:16 GMT -5
oh goodness, i'm so sorry, i forgot abt this. i think i'm ready to start whenever you are, if you're still interested.))
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Post by spilled ink on Aug 2, 2018 20:08:37 GMT -5
Leah sighed as she came face to face with the building. Tucking her phone into her battered messenger bag, she pressed her mouth into a firm line. She was really going to do this. No going back now, she told herself firmly, pushing the door open. The air smelled of animal fur and barking echoed from down the hallway. Her hair was tied into a messy bun and she had swapped her contacts for large black framed glasses due to the incoming puffy eyes. She had a small allergy to cat dander but alas, here she was. As the door closed behind her the little bell rung, alerting whoever should be here that someone had entered the shelter. Scanning the room, she found that the foyer was empty and waited. She pulled her red plaid flannel over her hands in an attempt to keep them from straying to her phone, first impressions were everything, right?
((i had the startling realization abt halfway thru writing this post that i've never been to an animal shelter.. or at least i haven't in a long time. i'm assuming theres a foyer and then like behind the desk or down a hallway is where they keep all the animals? idk correct me if i'm wrong, lol ))
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Heterosexual
✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧
"You never have to prove yourself to anyone who doesn't accept you for who you are."
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Post by ✧☽ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴅᴏᴇʀ ☾✧ on Aug 3, 2018 21:19:17 GMT -5
( Sorry this took so long. xP )
If he didn’t have a wolf prowling under his skin, Wilder probably wouldn’t have heard the doorbell from the back where he was tending to one of the newest arrivals at the shelter. He paused his examination of the small pup, head tilting slightly to listen. He’d definitely heard the bell above the door go off, but he hadn’t heard the little ding from the desk bell, alerting him that whoever it was wanted service. So maybe it was just Katherine, back from the store already?
A quick peek up at the wall clock by the exam room door debunked that idea. But who else would be here at this time? This shelter didn’t do drop-ins—they dealt with serious pet adoption inquires only, and there wasn’t anyone scheduled to come by until later. So who—?
Then it hit him. Hadn’t Katherine mentioned a volunteer would be starting today?
Wilder mutter a curse. He picked up the puppy on the table, grabbed its leash off the hook by the door, and slipped out into the back hall behind the dog kennels. He bypassed the door that would have taken him through there and instead took the side hall that led around and up to the front. The dogs were making enough racket without him going through their room and riling them up more. They wanted to go out, but Katherine had told him to hold off letting them out until the volunteer arrived.
Well, she’s here now, he thought. Wonder how long she’ll last.
[ spilled ink ]
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