Race_Of_Glory
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- Posted: Wed, 25 Jan 2012 00:52:11 +0000
So I have an idea for a book, and I want to collaborate with one or two people on this story. I am looking for creative and fun writers who can also take this piece seriously. You can take the role of one of the characters already mentioned, or make your own. Also, if you would like credit for helping write the book, please mention your real or pen name. (You could send me a PM with your name if you prefer.) Don't worry about editting, we can do that in the end, as long as the story gets somewhere. sweatdrop
Name: Even (My character)
Race: Elf
Age: 17
Hair: Blue
Skin: Ivory
Weapon: A large sword, and a dagger that usually hides in her boot.
Personality: Cunning, Graceful, Manipulative, Kind.
Special Abilities: Manipulates Lightening, and Reads Minds.
About: She is to be the new leader of her clan, the Nethiar. (Means Lost in Rain of Fire) Only a female is allowed this responsibility, and since her mother died, she must take her place. Although she refuses her responsibility, she would rather go on adventures with her twin brothers,(two of her seven brothers) and manipulate others for their benfit.
Name:Ribbon
Race:Elf
Age: 19
Hair: Burgandy
Skin: Tan
Weapon: Two swords.
Personality: Merciful, Forgiving, Conniving
Special Abilities: The ability to remove senses. (Inflicting blindness..etc.) and Durability.
Name: Declan
Race: Elf
Age: 19
Hair: Silver
Skin: Olive tone
Weapon: Bow and Arrows. (The occasional stick or whatever is in his hand)
Personality: Sarcastic, Vile, Conniving, Persistent.
Special Abilities: Temporal Manipulation, Resourcefulness and Speed.
It was late. The bandage wrapped around my ankle was coming undone, and dragging behind me. Ribbon and Declan trudged in the mud behind me, as we approached the edge of the woods. Declan muttered under his breath. Walking along the crooked path, with our weapons tightly across our backs, we took cover under the thick of the woods, as the moon cast shadows on the ground. My long black cloak trailed behind me, as I lifted my hood up on my head. My brothers smiled thinly, as they held tightly to their weapons. "Just down river", said Declan...
Name: Even (My character)
Race: Elf
Age: 17
Hair: Blue
Skin: Ivory
Weapon: A large sword, and a dagger that usually hides in her boot.
Personality: Cunning, Graceful, Manipulative, Kind.
Special Abilities: Manipulates Lightening, and Reads Minds.
About: She is to be the new leader of her clan, the Nethiar. (Means Lost in Rain of Fire) Only a female is allowed this responsibility, and since her mother died, she must take her place. Although she refuses her responsibility, she would rather go on adventures with her twin brothers,(two of her seven brothers) and manipulate others for their benfit.
Name:Ribbon
Race:Elf
Age: 19
Hair: Burgandy
Skin: Tan
Weapon: Two swords.
Personality: Merciful, Forgiving, Conniving
Special Abilities: The ability to remove senses. (Inflicting blindness..etc.) and Durability.
Name: Declan
Race: Elf
Age: 19
Hair: Silver
Skin: Olive tone
Weapon: Bow and Arrows. (The occasional stick or whatever is in his hand)
Personality: Sarcastic, Vile, Conniving, Persistent.
Special Abilities: Temporal Manipulation, Resourcefulness and Speed.
It was late. The bandage wrapped around my ankle was coming undone, and dragging behind me. Ribbon and Declan trudged in the mud behind me, as we approached the edge of the woods. Declan muttered under his breath. Walking along the crooked path, with our weapons tightly across our backs, we took cover under the thick of the woods, as the moon cast shadows on the ground. My long black cloak trailed behind me, as I lifted my hood up on my head. My brothers smiled thinly, as they held tightly to their weapons. "Just down river", said Declan...
