Good to have you interested in this role play. Hopefully, through some perseverance (and some allowance from our parents), we should be able to get this one going.
Now, if you know me, I don't really have any strict rules for games, although there are a few which I would like to mention:
1. When you do an action that effects another character, you must leave your action open, and not decide what the other character does.
e.g , NOT "Lunging for you with claws outstretched, I tear your throat out. I saw the blood rush out, as if trying to escape the body from whence it came."
But something that would be acceptable would be something like: "After lunging for you with claws outstretched I aim for the throat, with the hope to kill him instantly."
The ACCEPTION to the above rule, is when you interact with a character, without changing his/her vital state in any way. e.g "I pounce on you with feral sense, pinning you to the earth beneath."
Every one clear wit that one? Right.
2. The game master(Not necessarily a board game master, please take the difference into account) has complete control over the plot that effects any other characters. You can involve some plot for your own character, but it must not clash with anything the game master has already set down, plot wise. Anything that changes any aspect dramatically, will be ignored or changed by the game master, and hopefully they will comment on this on their next post.
3. Options. Always give other characters you interact wit OPTIONS. I know this is a basic rule of role playing, but for those of you who've forgotten, or even those of you new to this kind of thing, please don't take over and decide what everyone else does. It's really quite rude.
4. As long as I am somewhat in charge, a bio is not a necessity. Those of who who know me know this, but just to let everyone know. If you haven't tried this before, you actually might want to give it a go. It leaves much more room for character development and gives a sense of knowing the real person, as you get to know the character, instead of having to refer back the a bio all the time. Please, unless you feel like you absolutely must, just leave your characters background open. It really does make it feel like we're meeting your character for the first time.
Okay, thank you for reading that. If there are any other questions, please message me. I know you're busy, but you really will appreciate any explanations.
Now to business...
I had an idea for a plot that needs a bit of explanation. This story will only involve werewolf/therians, and humans, feel free to be either one.
I am a human bounty hunter working for an organisation of some kind (will reveal later). Anyone else joining can chose to be one of the werewolves(Or any other were creature, any animal will do really) I am hunting, or another member of my team hunting them down. I recommend that the werewolves are all one clan and work together, but have only been a pack maybe a few days, as you've all had to escape and join up quite suddenly. As far as humans go, I would prefer to remain the only one(For now), but if you really have to you can also be one. we just need at least a wolf to human ratio of 2:1.
LIMIT OF 5 Players for the time being, but if no one is here anyway, then it doesn't really matter. Just post at least once a week, or give word that you'll be missing beforehand to still be counted as 'active'.
Sorry for springing so much on you at once, but thanks for bearing with me. Feel free to join in whenever you feel ready. Love you all.
The phone rang. Picking it up I see that it is already 7 o'clock. "That'll annoy Melissa again" I groan in my head. I hated making her mad, but she had to understand my line of work. Little did I know much worse news was yet to come. A voice sounding old and rough monotonously spoke before I could say 'hello'. "Code 117. Password FUR TRAP. Briefing in glove box."
And that was it.
Who could have guessed that this would come up now, of any day? But it meant we were close, and if they were desperate enough to activate me, well, I couldn't imagine how bad the situation must had gotten.
...
The letter explained everything, even the parts I hadn't know yet. Apparently they'd found out more in the last 7 months then I'd found in 4 years. But hey, what a 21 year old meant to do with his youth anyway? Drink? Sleep around? Get to the top 100 on Halo Reach? Nah, I had better things to do. Like kill monsters.
The long drive had been weary, but now that I'd found the area the coordinates had given I felt like howling to the moon. In a few hours I would have found them and my paycheck of a lifetime would have been in the mail. I loved the outdoors. Why did I always confine myself to a dusty, old office? Grabbing the bag with my gear I head into the blanket of trees, which whistled somewhat eerily as I entered, almost as if to say: "Turn back. The beasts are only lost animals." I snigger at the thought and move in deeper into the woods to start the journey that changed not only my life, but all of ways we think of animals as we know it.
