@Dances_with_Shadows
Hey any plot ideas?
@Dances_with_Shadows
Hey any plot ideas?
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Not a clue. And sort of genre you prefer so I can narrow it down?
Fantasy perhaps?
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I usually go for fantasy, so why not. Romance gonna be involved or no? I'm gonna look on Pinterest for ideas
Romance sounds great, up to you though.
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Alright, fantasy romance it is. Just gimme a sec
Okay
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"A cold gust of air made her skin prickle. Though she warmed again quickly, goosebumps stayed on her skin. She ran a hand over her arms and felt the same peculiar feelings she had the other night… she wasn't alone"
"The fortune teller poured him some tea. 'You ask me to tell you the future, but I can not.' 'But that's your job.' 'If I were to tell you, your path would unfold differently, and I'd be wrong. Trust me, you want this more.' What he did want, however, was this audacious fortune teller who refused his money and asserted she knew what was best for him."
Ooh I don't know which one I like better…
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I'm down for either one
Maybe the first one?
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Sounds good to me. You want to be the something or the person being followed? It doesn't have to be a girl
Person being followed if that's okay and my character is a bi male so he's good with any relationship
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Okay, lemme just grab a character to follow him around and be generally creepy
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Because that's how you win their love
Okay
Lmao
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You know what? Imma use my death boy
Yay, death! Can we start?
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Yup! You wanna do the starter or me?
Can you?
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Yeah, sure
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Demitri blended into the shadows, silently following him with a careful eye. He was ordered to spy on him, though he hadn't asked the empress why. He was a spy with demonic heritage–and a demigod son of Death, so there's that. His two demon familiars also kept their eyes out, Drax flying above while Callah stayed by Demitri's side at all times. Protective creatures, shadow demons were.
Miguel felt nervous as he stepped through the unfamiliar forest. He felt as if he was being watched, his bright red eyes flicked around the cold darkness but he saw nothing. He continued walking slowly trying not to panic. His red, devil like tail swished out behind him and his flamy hair with orange and yellow accents blew in the wind.
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Demitri was glad he didn't stand out as much as the other boy did. With pitch black hair and dark, charcoal gray eyes, he could easily blend into the shadows without becoming them in the first place. But better to be safe rather than sorry.
Callah darted over to the other side of the path the boy was walking on. She was a beautiful, sleek black parithus demon that resembled a panther with an extra set of front legs and glowing white eyes. Her large paws were silent on the forest floor, and her spiked tail swung back and forth as she watched the boy.
Miguel came into a clearing with a small pond and sat on a flat Rock out looking the rapid water. He sighed and put his face in his hands trying to calm down, "No one is here, I hope…" He mumbled.
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Drax, the flying shadow demon, glided into the clearing and landed on a branch. If you didn't pay too close of attention, he was simply a black hawk. But upon closer inspection, it would be apparent that he was made of shadows, and his eyes were beady red dots beneath hooded brows. Callah crouched in the bushes and watched Miguel.
Demitri crept up to a tree, his body nothing but wisps of shadows mixing in the shade of the trees. He didn't seem all that important… Then again, Ascha seems to be losing her mind..
Miguel noticed a Black hawk staring at him from a tree and he instantly looked away. He felt gazes from most directions and ran his fingers through his hair, "Please let this be nothing!" He said a bit loud.
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Callah suggested that she and Drax keep their distance, so as to not spook Miguel. Demitri agreed and sent them off to keep an eye on the area around them. They did as told, Callah darting away and Drax flying back into the air and swooping through the leaves.
When Miguel next looked, the bird was gone. He sighed and shrugged realizing all of this was probably nothing. He sat, overlooking the churning water.