AquilaVolanti
May 21st, 2013, 08:48 AM
A few days ago, an idea occured to me. Maybe it's easier to write a story with others? With people i don't know? I know I'm not the best writer, nor do I have the greatest imagination, but I want to learn!
This is how the story works out:
The story have 4-6 roles. There's is only two roles in the beginning; Christina "Chris" Williams, and the Intruder. I have taken the role as Chris, the Intruder role is open. Later, I will tell you when, you can make your own character, based on the story we have till then. I have made myself a New e-mail for this, [email protected] (It's latin, Socius means sharing, Historia means history, therefore=Sharing a story ;) ) and if you wan't to join the story do this:
---NOTE: this is a fantasy story, and the intruder is BOUND to have a sort of magical power/powers!!!
---NOTE 2- Do not make the Intruder unbeatable!
---Make yourself a new e-mail (To protect personal info)
---Describe the intruder, including;
Name:
Age: (Beetween 14-18)
Personality:
Background story:
Other:
---Write a continuing Chapter (You will see the first Chapter further Down) and include Your user name, first name or a nickname
---Send it to me :D
If you want to Write for one of the joing-later characters, send me an e-mail and I will contact you when it's time :)
Chapter 1:
I lock the door after I get inside. None of my friends can help me now. Besides, I don't wan't their help either. Not after this. I throw my bag furiously on a chair. I will never be able to og back to school. Not after "Little miss Perfect" - Loren told him, just casually told Michael, that I, Christina Williams were crazy about him. What friend does that? I feel the tears streaming Down my cheeks, thinking about it. Loren Fancy Micheal too, I didn't know! How were I supposed to? And I told Loren about Micheal first!
"Chrash!" I stiffen to the sound of a dinner plate smashing to the floor. I thought I were alone? "Dad?" I yell, unsure, walking to the Kitchen. And gasp. There is a person in Our Kitchen, to short to be my dad. I stumble backwards as I see the dimmed light reflect in a knife in the intruders hand. The intruder turns towards me. It's a boy, he can't be much older than me, despite the countless scars at his arms and in his face. His hair is blonde, but dirty, it reaches him to his chin. The eyes are serious, but has a glimpse of, what is it, joy? He smiles gently at me, it's creepin me out. "It's time for us to leave," he says, reaching his hand out for me to grab it.
I know im not the best writer, but I wan't to learn! I will post your Chapter together With the previous one, and Write Your nickname at the end.
I hope you will join me, and that this will be exiting:D
This is how the story works out:
The story have 4-6 roles. There's is only two roles in the beginning; Christina "Chris" Williams, and the Intruder. I have taken the role as Chris, the Intruder role is open. Later, I will tell you when, you can make your own character, based on the story we have till then. I have made myself a New e-mail for this, [email protected] (It's latin, Socius means sharing, Historia means history, therefore=Sharing a story ;) ) and if you wan't to join the story do this:
---NOTE: this is a fantasy story, and the intruder is BOUND to have a sort of magical power/powers!!!
---NOTE 2- Do not make the Intruder unbeatable!
---Make yourself a new e-mail (To protect personal info)
---Describe the intruder, including;
Name:
Age: (Beetween 14-18)
Personality:
Background story:
Other:
---Write a continuing Chapter (You will see the first Chapter further Down) and include Your user name, first name or a nickname
---Send it to me :D
If you want to Write for one of the joing-later characters, send me an e-mail and I will contact you when it's time :)
Chapter 1:
I lock the door after I get inside. None of my friends can help me now. Besides, I don't wan't their help either. Not after this. I throw my bag furiously on a chair. I will never be able to og back to school. Not after "Little miss Perfect" - Loren told him, just casually told Michael, that I, Christina Williams were crazy about him. What friend does that? I feel the tears streaming Down my cheeks, thinking about it. Loren Fancy Micheal too, I didn't know! How were I supposed to? And I told Loren about Micheal first!
"Chrash!" I stiffen to the sound of a dinner plate smashing to the floor. I thought I were alone? "Dad?" I yell, unsure, walking to the Kitchen. And gasp. There is a person in Our Kitchen, to short to be my dad. I stumble backwards as I see the dimmed light reflect in a knife in the intruders hand. The intruder turns towards me. It's a boy, he can't be much older than me, despite the countless scars at his arms and in his face. His hair is blonde, but dirty, it reaches him to his chin. The eyes are serious, but has a glimpse of, what is it, joy? He smiles gently at me, it's creepin me out. "It's time for us to leave," he says, reaching his hand out for me to grab it.
I know im not the best writer, but I wan't to learn! I will post your Chapter together With the previous one, and Write Your nickname at the end.
I hope you will join me, and that this will be exiting:D