He was their alpha and they were his family. In some recess of his mind, he had long lost memories of his true family but for multiple centuries he had not thought of them because he had not needed to. He would do anything for his family; he would do unthinkable deeds just to keep his family safe. Including agreeing to a marriage to a woman he had never met. In all of his centuries, Adam never thought of himself as the type of to get married. He was always too busy keeping peace within his pack or protecting them from outside threats. When his thoughts did wander towards a significant other, and “settling” down, he always thought it would have been for love. Yet, here he stood with his hand grasping that of another alpha’s, sealing the agreement.
“I am so glad you see things my say, Adam the Hunter. My daughter will make you a good wife and our packs will be at peace.” The other alpha, Paul, dropped Adam’s hand.
“I am sure she will.” Adam’s reply was short and to the point. He was ready to leave the steady ice-blue stare of the other alpha. Standing in the presence of another, less dominate, alpha made his wolf rear its ugly head. Adam the wolf wanted nothing more than to make the other wolf submit, but he could not. There were humans in the room who were hired to kill him if he made a move to pin the other man. Adam had to admit, the weaker alpha had been smart. He had managed to trap the most dominate werewolf in the world into a corner. It pissed Adam off to no end.
There was no time to dwell on the implications of the meeting however; he had a class he had to teach in thirty minutes at the local college. It was a simple job, not one that his pack really understood, but he loved molding such young minds. Really his teaching was not much different from taking care of his pack. Today was the first day of the spring semester, which meant a whole new lecture hall filled with brand new faces.
It was five minutes past the time class started when Adam walked in. While his heart raced from running across campus to make it to the classroom before his students would start to leave his face, stride, and confidence did not show it. Adam walked into the classroom with a confident stride that screamed leader. His built body, toned from centuries of werewolf fights, wars, and constant gym visits, was barley hidden under his 500 dollar navy suite. Strands of wavy down hair had escaped from his ponytail and framed his face.
“Good morning, class! I am glad you all decided to wake up early this morning and take my mythological class. It is going to be an interesting semester.” The double meaning in his words made his confident walk waver for just a moment before he continued towards the white board. He would be meeting his soon to be wife when he got home. He wondered how his pack was going to react to the news. He hoped he would be there before she was….
Adam pushed a strand of lose, shoulder-length, hair behind his shoulder. “My name is Dr. Hunter and we are about to embark on an adventure of spookiness and fun. Let’s get started!” He turned his back to the class and began to write on the board.
Avril sat in the lounge of her father’s den. Tight jeans covered her toned legs, showing off her powerful muscles, and a red t-shirt hung loosely from her shoulders. As the doors to her father’s office opened, Avril uncrossed her legs and stood up, her toes curling into the soft carpet.
“What in the name of hell are you wearing, girl?” Her father greeted coldly.
“Clothing, father, have you never heard of such things before?” came her bighting response.
“Go put on something appropriate, child. You will be leaving in an hour. You are going to go live with your fiancé and plan your wedding.” With that comment he walked out of the room, his humans following obediently.
Red-painted lips formed an “o” and bright blue eyes watched her father walk through the room. Fiancé? Marriage? What was he talking about? Before she could recover from her shock, two mains had come to her side, both of them werewolves, and began to lead the young girl to her room. About half way up the stairs the shock wore off and Avril push the other two girls off of her.
“Let go of me!” She yelled. Her father had just sold her off to some random stranger?! Anger swelled inside her.
“Avril, your father promised you to another alpha to help your pack grow stronger. You should be proud and grateful! You are to be married to the strongest and most famous Alpha! Oh, what I wouldn’t give to marry him! Imagine the life you will have. You will be able to have anything you could ever desire!” The maid put her hand over her heart and sighed.
“I don’t want to marry for power!” Avril growled in a dangerously low voice.
“Insolent girl.” The other maid said as she grabbed Avril’s arm and started to drag her up the stairs. Avril resisted, putting her heels into the floor and pulling back. She felt a prick in her neck and the world went black.
The world she woke up to was moving. It took her a few minutes to get a feel of what was happening around her. It came in pieces. First that she was in the back of a limousine. Second, she was wearing a pink ball gown dress that completely clashed with her bright red hair. Third, she was being shipped off to be married. “There is no way in hell.” She mumbled to herself.
She allowed the anger to bubble up inside her. Her bones began to pop, her skin stretched, and pain rolled in waves over her body. She welcomed the pain and the change with joy. The pink dress tore and fell around her as she changed until she stood up over it on four legs. The last wave of pain fell away leaving a red-furred wolf where the girl had once been. Leaning back on her hind legs, Avril let out a long growl then leapt.
The glass seemed to freeze midair around her while the car continued to move forward at lightning speed. Then gravity took over. The ground rushed at her, and she barely had time to get her feet under her before she meet the unforgiving pavement. A sharp pain shoot through her front right paw making her whimper and fall into a roll, her body still moving with the impact. Glass landed around her, a few pieces lodging into her skin in various places. She whimpered again but her keen eyes spotted her ride coming to a halt further down the road. Time to go. Getting up was a slow and painful process but once she found her footing she darted into the tall grass. She ran through the tall grass as fast as her hurt paw could carry her. With no direction and a hope to escape her father, Avril pushed on. Before she knew it she busted onto another highway, and right into the middle of the road where vehicles swerved all around her as they attempted to avoid her.
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He was their alpha and they were his family. In some recess of his mind, he had long lost memories of his true family but for multiple centuries he had not thought of them because he had not needed to. He would do anything for his family; he would do unthinkable deeds just to keep his family safe. Including agreeing to a marriage to a woman he had never met. In all of his centuries, Adam never thought of himself as the type of to get married. He was always too busy keeping peace within his pack or protecting them from outside threats. When his thoughts did wander towards a significant other, and “settling” down, he always thought it would have been for love. Yet, here he stood with his hand grasping that of another alpha’s, sealing the agreement.
“I am so glad you see things my say, Adam the Hunter. My daughter will make you a good wife and our packs will be at peace.” The other alpha, Paul, dropped Adam’s hand.
“I am sure she will.” Adam’s reply was short and to the point. He was ready to leave the steady ice-blue stare of the other alpha. Standing in the presence of another, less dominate, alpha made his wolf rear its ugly head. Adam the wolf wanted nothing more than to make the other wolf submit, but he could not. There were humans in the room who were hired to kill him if he made a move to pin the other man. Adam had to admit, the weaker alpha had been smart. He had managed to trap the most dominate werewolf in the world into a corner. It pissed Adam off to no end.
There was no time to dwell on the implications of the meeting however; he had a class he had to teach in thirty minutes at the local college. It was a simple job, not one that his pack really understood, but he loved molding such young minds. Really his teaching was not much different from taking care of his pack. Today was the first day of the spring semester, which meant a whole new lecture hall filled with brand new faces.
It was five minutes past the time class started when Adam walked in. While his heart raced from running across campus to make it to the classroom before his students would start to leave his face, stride, and confidence did not show it. Adam walked into the classroom with a confident stride that screamed leader. His built body, toned from centuries of werewolf fights, wars, and constant gym visits, was barley hidden under his 500 dollar navy suite. Strands of wavy down hair had escaped from his ponytail and framed his face.
“Good morning, class! I am glad you all decided to wake up early this morning and take my mythological class. It is going to be an interesting semester.” The double meaning in his words made his confident walk waver for just a moment before he continued towards the white board. He would be meeting his soon to be wife when he got home. He wondered how his pack was going to react to the news. He hoped he would be there before she was….
Adam pushed a strand of lose, shoulder-length, hair behind his shoulder. “My name is Dr. Hunter and we are about to embark on an adventure of spookiness and fun. Let’s get started!” He turned his back to the class and began to write on the board.
Avril sat in the lounge of her father’s den. Tight jeans covered her toned legs, showing off her powerful muscles, and a red t-shirt hung loosely from her shoulders. As the doors to her father’s office opened, Avril uncrossed her legs and stood up, her toes curling into the soft carpet.
“What in the name of hell are you wearing, girl?” Her father greeted coldly.
“Clothing, father, have you never heard of such things before?” came her bighting response.
“Go put on something appropriate, child. You will be leaving in an hour. You are going to go live with your fiancé and plan your wedding.” With that comment he walked out of the room, his humans following obediently.
Red-painted lips formed an “o” and bright blue eyes watched her father walk through the room. Fiancé? Marriage? What was he talking about? Before she could recover from her shock, two mains had come to her side, both of them werewolves, and began to lead the young girl to her room. About half way up the stairs the shock wore off and Avril push the other two girls off of her.
“Let go of me!” She yelled. Her father had just sold her off to some random stranger?! Anger swelled inside her.
“Avril, your father promised you to another alpha to help your pack grow stronger. You should be proud and grateful! You are to be married to the strongest and most famous Alpha! Oh, what I wouldn’t give to marry him! Imagine the life you will have. You will be able to have anything you could ever desire!” The maid put her hand over her heart and sighed.
“I don’t want to marry for power!” Avril growled in a dangerously low voice.
“Insolent girl.” The other maid said as she grabbed Avril’s arm and started to drag her up the stairs. Avril resisted, putting her heels into the floor and pulling back. She felt a prick in her neck and the world went black.
The world she woke up to was moving. It took her a few minutes to get a feel of what was happening around her. It came in pieces. First that she was in the back of a limousine. Second, she was wearing a pink ball gown dress that completely clashed with her bright red hair. Third, she was being shipped off to be married. “There is no way in hell.” She mumbled to herself.
She allowed the anger to bubble up inside her. Her bones began to pop, her skin stretched, and pain rolled in waves over her body. She welcomed the pain and the change with joy. The pink dress tore and fell around her as she changed until she stood up over it on four legs. The last wave of pain fell away leaving a red-furred wolf where the girl had once been. Leaning back on her hind legs, Avril let out a long growl then leapt.
The glass seemed to freeze midair around her while the car continued to move forward at lightning speed. Then gravity took over. The ground rushed at her, and she barely had time to get her feet under her before she meet the unforgiving pavement. A sharp pain shoot through her front right paw making her whimper and fall into a roll, her body still moving with the impact. Glass landed around her, a few pieces lodging into her skin in various places. She whimpered again but her keen eyes spotted her ride coming to a halt further down the road. Time to go. Getting up was a slow and painful process but once she found her footing she darted into the tall grass. She ran through the tall grass as fast as her hurt paw could carry her. With no direction and a hope to escape her father, Avril pushed on. Before she knew it she busted onto another highway, and right into the middle of the road where vehicles swerved all around her as they attempted to avoid her.
“I am so glad you see things my say, Adam the Hunter. My daughter will make you a good wife and our packs will be at peace.” The other alpha, Paul, dropped Adam’s hand.
“I am sure she will.” Adam’s reply was short and to the point. He was ready to leave the steady ice-blue stare of the other alpha. Standing in the presence of another, less dominate, alpha made his wolf rear its ugly head. Adam the wolf wanted nothing more than to make the other wolf submit, but he could not. There were humans in the room who were hired to kill him if he made a move to pin the other man. Adam had to admit, the weaker alpha had been smart. He had managed to trap the most dominate werewolf in the world into a corner. It pissed Adam off to no end.
There was no time to dwell on the implications of the meeting however; he had a class he had to teach in thirty minutes at the local college. It was a simple job, not one that his pack really understood, but he loved molding such young minds. Really his teaching was not much different from taking care of his pack. Today was the first day of the spring semester, which meant a whole new lecture hall filled with brand new faces.
It was five minutes past the time class started when Adam walked in. While his heart raced from running across campus to make it to the classroom before his students would start to leave his face, stride, and confidence did not show it. Adam walked into the classroom with a confident stride that screamed leader. His built body, toned from centuries of werewolf fights, wars, and constant gym visits, was barley hidden under his 500 dollar navy suite. Strands of wavy down hair had escaped from his ponytail and framed his face.
“Good morning, class! I am glad you all decided to wake up early this morning and take my mythological class. It is going to be an interesting semester.” The double meaning in his words made his confident walk waver for just a moment before he continued towards the white board. He would be meeting his soon to be wife when he got home. He wondered how his pack was going to react to the news. He hoped he would be there before she was….
Adam pushed a strand of lose, shoulder-length, hair behind his shoulder. “My name is Dr. Hunter and we are about to embark on an adventure of spookiness and fun. Let’s get started!” He turned his back to the class and began to write on the board.
Avril sat in the lounge of her father’s den. Tight jeans covered her toned legs, showing off her powerful muscles, and a red t-shirt hung loosely from her shoulders. As the doors to her father’s office opened, Avril uncrossed her legs and stood up, her toes curling into the soft carpet.
“What in the name of hell are you wearing, girl?” Her father greeted coldly.
“Clothing, father, have you never heard of such things before?” came her bighting response.
“Go put on something appropriate, child. You will be leaving in an hour. You are going to go live with your fiancé and plan your wedding.” With that comment he walked out of the room, his humans following obediently.
Red-painted lips formed an “o” and bright blue eyes watched her father walk through the room. Fiancé? Marriage? What was he talking about? Before she could recover from her shock, two mains had come to her side, both of them werewolves, and began to lead the young girl to her room. About half way up the stairs the shock wore off and Avril push the other two girls off of her.
“Let go of me!” She yelled. Her father had just sold her off to some random stranger?! Anger swelled inside her.
“Avril, your father promised you to another alpha to help your pack grow stronger. You should be proud and grateful! You are to be married to the strongest and most famous Alpha! Oh, what I wouldn’t give to marry him! Imagine the life you will have. You will be able to have anything you could ever desire!” The maid put her hand over her heart and sighed.
“I don’t want to marry for power!” Avril growled in a dangerously low voice.
“Insolent girl.” The other maid said as she grabbed Avril’s arm and started to drag her up the stairs. Avril resisted, putting her heels into the floor and pulling back. She felt a prick in her neck and the world went black.
The world she woke up to was moving. It took her a few minutes to get a feel of what was happening around her. It came in pieces. First that she was in the back of a limousine. Second, she was wearing a pink ball gown dress that completely clashed with her bright red hair. Third, she was being shipped off to be married. “There is no way in hell.” She mumbled to herself.
She allowed the anger to bubble up inside her. Her bones began to pop, her skin stretched, and pain rolled in waves over her body. She welcomed the pain and the change with joy. The pink dress tore and fell around her as she changed until she stood up over it on four legs. The last wave of pain fell away leaving a red-furred wolf where the girl had once been. Leaning back on her hind legs, Avril let out a long growl then leapt.
The glass seemed to freeze midair around her while the car continued to move forward at lightning speed. Then gravity took over. The ground rushed at her, and she barely had time to get her feet under her before she meet the unforgiving pavement. A sharp pain shoot through her front right paw making her whimper and fall into a roll, her body still moving with the impact. Glass landed around her, a few pieces lodging into her skin in various places. She whimpered again but her keen eyes spotted her ride coming to a halt further down the road. Time to go. Getting up was a slow and painful process but once she found her footing she darted into the tall grass. She ran through the tall grass as fast as her hurt paw could carry her. With no direction and a hope to escape her father, Avril pushed on. Before she knew it she busted onto another highway, and right into the middle of the road where vehicles swerved all around her as they attempted to avoid her.
I like the idea of shifting alliances and pushing for an aggressive start. I am thinking during the 7th year would be the best place to start. Here are my ideas based upon the list of suggestions you gave me.
1. I can seeing him kidnapping Luna when she first comes back to Hogwarts for her 7th year. Maybe on the train?
2. I like this idea as well. Maybe using this motivation as a reason for kidnapping Luna. He is using her to prove his value to the Dark Lord? Showing he can convert people? Just an idea
3. I liked the idea of killing Ron off until you mentioned him going to serve the Dark side, and I like that idea better.
4. With this tension between her and Harry, would it make her want to leave him? How would be keep them together if she resents him?
5. I think the 7th year is the perfect place to start, maybe right around the time Ron leave them? Or maybe a little before so we can get our roleplay going first. What do you think?
6. I think this point is the most interesting. I could see him deciding to do this later on in the role play. Let's say after Luna and Ron have converted to the Dark Side? He decides that he wants to become the Dark Lord and goes to take out Voldamort. This is an idea I would really like to explore
7. I think I like the idea of Ron turning to the dark side a lot better then just killing him off. I say this because it could be fun to bring him back in periodically just to reemphasize the tension of betrayal.
8. I am not sure how I am going to write Luna. I want to give her more substance then just this quirky girl who says random things that no one understands. However, placed in Draco's hands I could easily see her character developing into his evil queen. I could see her developing into a force to be reckoned with because she would do things most others would not. I could see her standing up to Draco rather then caving under his attacks.
1. I can seeing him kidnapping Luna when she first comes back to Hogwarts for her 7th year. Maybe on the train?
2. I like this idea as well. Maybe using this motivation as a reason for kidnapping Luna. He is using her to prove his value to the Dark Lord? Showing he can convert people? Just an idea
3. I liked the idea of killing Ron off until you mentioned him going to serve the Dark side, and I like that idea better.
4. With this tension between her and Harry, would it make her want to leave him? How would be keep them together if she resents him?
5. I think the 7th year is the perfect place to start, maybe right around the time Ron leave them? Or maybe a little before so we can get our roleplay going first. What do you think?
6. I think this point is the most interesting. I could see him deciding to do this later on in the role play. Let's say after Luna and Ron have converted to the Dark Side? He decides that he wants to become the Dark Lord and goes to take out Voldamort. This is an idea I would really like to explore
7. I think I like the idea of Ron turning to the dark side a lot better then just killing him off. I say this because it could be fun to bring him back in periodically just to reemphasize the tension of betrayal.
8. I am not sure how I am going to write Luna. I want to give her more substance then just this quirky girl who says random things that no one understands. However, placed in Draco's hands I could easily see her character developing into his evil queen. I could see her developing into a force to be reckoned with because she would do things most others would not. I could see her standing up to Draco rather then caving under his attacks.
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Hey there, I am so glad you dropped by to read what I have to offer as a role-playing partner! =D
First off, let me introduce myself; I am jenna, a twenty two-year-old senior in college who has a pretty hectic life. I have been trying to get back into writing because it is the only thing that keeps me from going insane when I am over loaded with work and I am hoping that I will get addicted to some great role-plays.
This brings me to my next point; I am looking for a relaxed and casual partner who will capture my attention in a role-play that I can’t get enough of. I love getting to know my partners and I love to collaborate with them before we start writing so that the story we create is original and unique only to us. Please do not overlook this rule because it is my most important one! If you do not collaborate with me I will not get interested or invested in the story we are trying to create and will not be likely to want to start one in the first place.
On another note, I am tired of people who say ‘I am a female and so I only play females.’ I will not tell you my opinion of this but if this is you please don’t ask to roleplay. I want us to either double or come to an agreement together of who will play what gender.
My only other rules are for my partner to grasp the basics of spelling and grammar and not to give one-liners because I think one-liners kill the role-play. =D
Moving on! I have not been role-playing in a while so I am not sure which genre will really tickle my fancy. I do, however, know that I am not up for happy-go-lucky kind of plots where the mood is always loving and gushy. I like my role-plays to be a mix between drama, tragedy, romance, passion, and struggle. With that in mind I would like to say I am open to idea or plots you can come up with and I am more than open to discussing the plots with you and creating something uniquely our own. Along with that I will list out a few things that sound good off the top of my head but please remember I would love to create plots with you in order to come up with a wickedly awesome role-play for both of us. Now for my small, small list . . .
Odd Parings
Think of something more forbidden. Something like taking Teacher x Student and adding in a mythical creature type of feel and see where it leads. As I said before think of the darker more twisted side of the characters and develop on that idea. I don’t want a typical, I see you then we fall in love and live happily-ever-after. =D Feel free to explore.
Mythical Creatures
I am thinking a rougher side of vampires (NO sparkles), the kind of vampire that enjoys seeing the life sucked out of their “food.” Or a darker side of werewolves, where changing is painful and anger is their biggest downfall! Take creatures of the night and make them dark again, something humans have the right to fear! I am also opened to the idea of some kind of gifted school if you would like to formulate a plot with me on it.
World Building! - Build a world with me. Start with a basic idea and create a story out of a unique world. Or give me a basic plot and lets work on it together to make it something that is just ours. Let your creative juices flow!
Again, feel free to explore and suggest. I am open to new plots and ideas! As for where this will take place, I am good with PM, our own thread, or over email. I am flexible so it is up to you were this role-play will take place.
P.S. - I have been having a hard time keeping up with my role-play, so please try to capture my interest and make me want to reply to you....
First off, let me introduce myself; I am jenna, a twenty two-year-old senior in college who has a pretty hectic life. I have been trying to get back into writing because it is the only thing that keeps me from going insane when I am over loaded with work and I am hoping that I will get addicted to some great role-plays.
This brings me to my next point; I am looking for a relaxed and casual partner who will capture my attention in a role-play that I can’t get enough of. I love getting to know my partners and I love to collaborate with them before we start writing so that the story we create is original and unique only to us. Please do not overlook this rule because it is my most important one! If you do not collaborate with me I will not get interested or invested in the story we are trying to create and will not be likely to want to start one in the first place.
On another note, I am tired of people who say ‘I am a female and so I only play females.’ I will not tell you my opinion of this but if this is you please don’t ask to roleplay. I want us to either double or come to an agreement together of who will play what gender.
My only other rules are for my partner to grasp the basics of spelling and grammar and not to give one-liners because I think one-liners kill the role-play. =D
Moving on! I have not been role-playing in a while so I am not sure which genre will really tickle my fancy. I do, however, know that I am not up for happy-go-lucky kind of plots where the mood is always loving and gushy. I like my role-plays to be a mix between drama, tragedy, romance, passion, and struggle. With that in mind I would like to say I am open to idea or plots you can come up with and I am more than open to discussing the plots with you and creating something uniquely our own. Along with that I will list out a few things that sound good off the top of my head but please remember I would love to create plots with you in order to come up with a wickedly awesome role-play for both of us. Now for my small, small list . . .
Odd Parings
Think of something more forbidden. Something like taking Teacher x Student and adding in a mythical creature type of feel and see where it leads. As I said before think of the darker more twisted side of the characters and develop on that idea. I don’t want a typical, I see you then we fall in love and live happily-ever-after. =D Feel free to explore.
Mythical Creatures
I am thinking a rougher side of vampires (NO sparkles), the kind of vampire that enjoys seeing the life sucked out of their “food.” Or a darker side of werewolves, where changing is painful and anger is their biggest downfall! Take creatures of the night and make them dark again, something humans have the right to fear! I am also opened to the idea of some kind of gifted school if you would like to formulate a plot with me on it.
World Building! - Build a world with me. Start with a basic idea and create a story out of a unique world. Or give me a basic plot and lets work on it together to make it something that is just ours. Let your creative juices flow!
Again, feel free to explore and suggest. I am open to new plots and ideas! As for where this will take place, I am good with PM, our own thread, or over email. I am flexible so it is up to you were this role-play will take place.
P.S. - I have been having a hard time keeping up with my role-play, so please try to capture my interest and make me want to reply to you....
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