My character was a naive, sensitive nobody with really bad eyesight. He wandered into the woods one night, perhaps chasing a cool snake, or perhaps just because. At the tender age of eight, that was probably a bad idea. That night, it was a terrible idea. A massive beast set upon him, nearly tearing him apart completely. A doctor could have been right there, but he was too far gone.

It was a race between death and a curse. The curse won.

His disappearance, only to wander back home bloody and beaten was the final straw in his parents shaky marriage. In less than a week, his mother took off with him and his younger sister. Over a decade later, he's returned to his hometown to go to a college that his father got him into. Also he quite frankly felt a strong need to escape his mother. He's also not quite who he used to be.

Nearly in the middle of nowhere, at a college bordering a vast expanse of forest, things begin to get weird -- and deadly. At least he's weird too, but he's still going to need help.

Your role(s):

The Scholar:
You've always been fascinated in things that others pass off as silly and fake. All the legends and things that go bump in the night. You're not convinced they're real, but you find it interesting how hard it is to disprove some of the stories conclusively. And perhaps werewolves are a particular point of interest.

Irony:
The daughter of historians with a focus in cryptozoology, you've grown up around all things weird and supernatural, but you've never seen it. You're pretty sure your parents are just humongous nerds who read too many fantasy novels as children. You were unable to escape it all entirely. In fact, you know a little too much for your liking, but you try to keep that a secret from your friends. Just... not cool. You also have this nifty necklace your parents practically forbid you form ever taking off, but it's OK, you've never been particularly tempted to for some reason.

You're fairly certain you're adopted, by the way, not that it's ever come up. It's just a feeling... and the fact that you don't really look like your parents. At all.

The Guardian:
Your childhood friend was kind of a wuss, but that was OK. You weren't. You were tough enough for the two of you. You had to be, you were popular as hell and everyone was jealous. That was also OK, you liked showing off. Your little friend was like a lost puppy, and you were the cool one. Then one day he disappeared and everyone panicked. It was the first time in a long time you'd ever really been scared. Then he showed up again before too long, but before you could reunite, he was whisked away. It hurt more than you could have expected. Relief followed by emptiness.

Years went by and you gathered new friends, practically more than you could count. Pretty, smart, talented -- your virtues were seemingly unending. Then, suddenly... he was back. A blessing? Just one more win for you? Maybe. Or maybe everything is about to flip upside-down.

The Guardian V2:
You were always number one. You didn't particularly care, that's not how you were raised. You were raised by good people, to be humble. But it is what it is, you're gorgeous and you're smart -- good at just about anything you put your mind to. You're not exactly the the school idol, no, you could be that, but you reject it. If anything, you're the idol's rival just by existing. Everyone in the school either hates you or wants to be you -- or be with you.

Then, one day, some timid new kid shows up. He's big enough to fend for himself, but something tells you he won't be able to. You know right away that if you give him the time of day it will paint a target on both of your backs, but you can't help yourself. He's new and unbiased to all the drama. It's refreshing. He's also a huge geek and you find this hilarious considering he actually towers over half the football team. And yet you learn him to be harmless, almost childish despite his stature. He just follows you around happily. It's cute, and despite what outsiders may think, you don't pay him much mind aside from being a friend.

Now you're both in college. You expect things to continue as normal, perhaps minus all the high school drama if life could be so merciful. Too bad it's about to be replaced with a different kind of drama.

(If it's not obvious, the "friend" is my character.)

Option 5:
Or just come up with something yourself. Like I said, I can be flexible. Also you can tweak the above ideas at your leisure. Just let me know what you're changing so I can adjust accordingly.

Plot details:
Beyond what I've detailed above, allow me to describe it with a little less prose. It'll sort of begin as an episodic detective story. Something happens, something not quite natural, and our characters try to deal with it to keep the college safe. Eventually they get wrapped up in a supernatural war of sorts and have to decide not who, but what deserves to live in this world. Also anything you care to add of course.

As a teenager, he was well aware he wasn't quite human. Not like everyone else was. He didn't get hurt, not for long. When gym class came around, everyone else groaned. He didn't break a sweat. When the military showed up to kidnap him... everyone else didn't have to deal with that. That sort of made things abundantly clear.

The propaganda was pretty good though. He was special, better. He could serve his country and keep it safe. He'd be a hero, practically one right out of the comic books. That illusion didn't make it past the first time he had to kill someone. And then again.

But he wasn't alone in this shattered dream. He was just one of many, taken from home and turned into a weapon. He was one of ten. They grew close, like a family, however dysfunctional. The sea of blood he had to wade through was made bearable by knowing he could lean on them.

Then one of them was gone, even as she lay in his arms. It all fell apart. He realized he wasn't really one of them anymore. Somehow the group had broken and reformed, but with him an outsider. He was blamed and hated by most of them. The one or two who still had his back could do little to relieve the stinging pain of being outcast.

And when it was all over and they were used up, he was left with next to nothing. The company that had funded it all from the shadows scooped up the survivors as best they could. For a time he resisted, but in the end his willpower was hanging by frayed threads. He gave in to do their bidding, distasteful as he knew it would be. At least it was a purpose, even if not his own.

Your role:

The Target:
The Company (TM, Copyright, etc.) wants you for what you can do. Perhaps you're very skilled, or perhaps you're not quite human either. You've been able to evade them for quite some time, but now there is someone new after you. He... actually kind of really, really, really scares you. He's always one step behind, sometimes less. And he just won't ****ing die. You know this time you're just about out of luck, but you've had time to analyze him after being chased. There are cracks. Perhaps you can convince him he's on the wrong side.

The Recruit:
The Company (TM, Copyright, etc.) wants you for what you can do. Perhaps you're very skilled, or perhaps you're not quite human either. (A TWIST) You figure you could use the money and join up. Bad idea. Worst idea ever. The hell were you thinking? It's a nightmare. Satan himself would blush if he saw what they were up to. That or get off on it. You thought these kinds of world domination type villains were only in Saturday morning cartoons. It'd be comical if it wasn't so terrifying. Also, you probably shouldn't know all of this. Oops.

There's this one guy though, The Company's (TM, Copyright, etc.) favorite hired killer. You can't just back out now, because you know exactly what you're in for if you do. Him. Practically guaranteed death. That said, you have the feeling he might actually be a bit sympathetic to your cause...

The Prospect / The Innocent:
You're normal. Perfectly normal (or are you?). No reason anything unusual should ever happen to you. Then, one day, you cross paths with this really shady guy. He actually doesn't seem all that bad, but would it kill him to smile? You wish him a good day and move along, but then you see him again. And again. You... don't necessarily mind. You're kind of lonely. Your roomate(s) is/are great and all, but they just help pay the rent most days.

This guy's a mystery, and one you're happy enough to try and unravel. And besides, he seems lonely too.

Might not have been the best mystery you could have picked to unravel...

- As you can see by how vague I was with this one, you have a lot of say in how these things play out. I mean, you do with any of them of course, but this one gives you extra freedom.

Or, just like last time, you can pick none of the above and have UNLIMITED POWER!!!! Kind of.