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Waking she once more found their "sacrifice" bound kneeling in the great room. Long slender legs carrying her towards the latest male. She wondered his crime or offense that placed him in her home. For many centuries now she has been cared for by the inhabitants of this town. Their offerings of criminals in exchange for her protection and care kept them safe and her a surprisingly steady supply of meals. No one from the town feared her in fact she taugght many of them the natural ways of herbs magic and history. Offering jobs of gardening and maintenance to those that needed work. None in the town wanted for anything.
Adriana
She was immortal surviving not only on blood and the emotions evoked within the blood of the person but the emptiness buried in the soul and basically essence of the victim.
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Throughout time the elemental Gods and Goddesses have in times of weakened states turned to the physical plane to create more substantial heirs... physical forms to bless with mastery over a given element. Now is no different as both fire and water have been attacked by the chaos seeking to overwhelm the elements and use that chaos to destroy everything... but the chaos can not affect the physical realm...as it is quickly enslaved by the freewill of man. To protect themselves Fire and Water now both roam the physical plane.
What happens next no one could predict... fiery passion and soothing sustaining love.
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pic ideas for old west female gunslinger/outlaw character
Idea that came to mind watching one of my few favorite Westerns. The daughter and son/granddaughter and grandson of a couple of the characters. The western that spawned the idea is titled outlaw justice. Dalton However survives the gunfight in Cordoba and ends up having a daughter who when he dies gets sent back to the US and first finds the two old men who she is named after and they teach her to be the noble outlaw... lady gunslinger just as lethal with a smile as a knife rifle or gun. Taught by the best she becomes the best and finds herself the target of none other than the son of her mentors and adopted grandfathers former youngest outlaw protégé Bryce. Bryce son however became a sheriff in Hard Edge just like Dalton had been. Then his path crossed hers this beautiful lady gunslinger... what is a sheriff to do...
Torrance Lee Dalton. Lady Gunslinger
Draw... Torrance barked out standing before her. She stared down her name sake and went for her gun. The expected thrown hunting knife found its mark pinning her arm by the shirt sleeve to the porch support behind her. Then the glass bottle on the fence behind him shattered as she had popped a derringer out of her sleeve and fired.
Good aim Lee called out. Glad we ain't on your bad side young lady and proof we have taught you all we can to survive her in the west.
Lee's wife looked over from her chair. You can not return to Cordoba... promise us you will not return there.
She nodded to them and smiled a reverent smile to them. I will not go back to Cordoba... any time soon. I want to see the town father called home... and enjoy... my freedom here in America.
Lee and Torrance just looked to each other and shared a knowing nod. They had trained her well and be it bank train or stagecoach she would be victorious.
After weeks of wandering and knocking over a bank here and there she had found her way days after her wanted poster to Hard Edge. Riding in she made her way to the saloon and nodded to the bartender who fixed her a whiskey. She saw some drovers hassling other patrons and looked to the bartender. Need some help with that pest problem friend? She lifted her head a little and gave the bartender a better look at her face his expression quickly changed and an almost frightened nod was all he offered. She smiled slammed her shot of whiskey and turned to face the trouble makers.
Well now gentlemen... looks like you all need a lesson in manners. So here it is... you can leave or... you can leave.
Seeing it was just a woman a couple of them stood up the third guy went to grab for his associates but it was too late. The largest of the three went for his gun only to end up with a bullet in his hand.
Don't be stupid boys I asked you nicely to leave so let's try this again.
The situation ended the expected way the three drovers with bullets in their hands and then in their chests and the mystery woman long gone except for her hat with a bullet hole in it and a soft linger of perfume on it to by the time the Sheriff arrived.
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Walker Dalton Naylor... Sheriff
The latest wanted poster landed on his desk as the rotund mayor glared at him. His dad had told him what had happened in Hard Edge when he rode with Lee and Torrence. The mayor seemed to know the tales too since he lived them. Walker just nodded and smiled till the man left. He glanced at the clearly rebuilt wall where Dalton had blasted his way to retirement and back info the fray. Sounded like they really knew how to live. Shame he never got to meet Lee Torrence or Dalton. Maybe one day when this town gets too boring or pompous he might let them relive Dalton's retirement performance. He even had a little three stick roll of dynamite waiting for that day in the gun safe.
When he finally looked at the poster and saw a woman staring back at him he was stunned. If her picture was that beautiful just how much more stunning was she in the flesh. Reading the name almost gave him a chill. Her last name was Dalton... no way... couldn't be any kin to... then again her names was Torrance Lee Dalton. Could dad have been wrong... No had to be a coincidence. He sat staring at the picture on the poster wanting her to come to Hard Edge but hoping he would never have to meet her.... even the law is only human after all.
The mask too sparkly and ornate for anyone to realize her true identity but Sheriff Naylor sure seemed like he was trying to figure it out. Repeatedly she found herself in his arms twirling around the surprising ballroom in the Mayor's home. The pompous Easterner family had built this over glorified dwelling two generations ago and simply added to it as the fashions dictated.
She spoke very little as it was far to entertaining listening to the sheriff talk about the town and surrounding area and his entrapment in her eyes an how he normally never attended things like this.
Idea that came to mind watching one of my few favorite Westerns. The daughter and son/granddaughter and grandson of a couple of the characters. The western that spawned the idea is titled outlaw justice. Dalton However survives the gunfight in Cordoba and ends up having a daughter who when he dies gets sent back to the US and first finds the two old men who she is named after and they teach her to be the noble outlaw... lady gunslinger just as lethal with a smile as a knife rifle or gun. Taught by the best she becomes the best and finds herself the target of none other than the son of her mentors and adopted grandfathers former youngest outlaw protégé Bryce. Bryce son however became a sheriff in Hard Edge just like Dalton had been. Then his path crossed hers this beautiful lady gunslinger... what is a sheriff to do...
Torrance Lee Dalton. Lady Gunslinger
Draw... Torrance barked out standing before her. She stared down her name sake and went for her gun. The expected thrown hunting knife found its mark pinning her arm by the shirt sleeve to the porch support behind her. Then the glass bottle on the fence behind him shattered as she had popped a derringer out of her sleeve and fired.
Good aim Lee called out. Glad we ain't on your bad side young lady and proof we have taught you all we can to survive her in the west.
Lee's wife looked over from her chair. You can not return to Cordoba... promise us you will not return there.
She nodded to them and smiled a reverent smile to them. I will not go back to Cordoba... any time soon. I want to see the town father called home... and enjoy... my freedom here in America.
Lee and Torrance just looked to each other and shared a knowing nod. They had trained her well and be it bank train or stagecoach she would be victorious.
After weeks of wandering and knocking over a bank here and there she had found her way days after her wanted poster to Hard Edge. Riding in she made her way to the saloon and nodded to the bartender who fixed her a whiskey. She saw some drovers hassling other patrons and looked to the bartender. Need some help with that pest problem friend? She lifted her head a little and gave the bartender a better look at her face his expression quickly changed and an almost frightened nod was all he offered. She smiled slammed her shot of whiskey and turned to face the trouble makers.
Well now gentlemen... looks like you all need a lesson in manners. So here it is... you can leave or... you can leave.
Seeing it was just a woman a couple of them stood up the third guy went to grab for his associates but it was too late. The largest of the three went for his gun only to end up with a bullet in his hand.
Don't be stupid boys I asked you nicely to leave so let's try this again.
The situation ended the expected way the three drovers with bullets in their hands and then in their chests and the mystery woman long gone except for her hat with a bullet hole in it and a soft linger of perfume on it to by the time the Sheriff arrived.
______________
Walker Dalton Naylor... Sheriff
The latest wanted poster landed on his desk as the rotund mayor glared at him. His dad had told him what had happened in Hard Edge when he rode with Lee and Torrence. The mayor seemed to know the tales too since he lived them. Walker just nodded and smiled till the man left. He glanced at the clearly rebuilt wall where Dalton had blasted his way to retirement and back info the fray. Sounded like they really knew how to live. Shame he never got to meet Lee Torrence or Dalton. Maybe one day when this town gets too boring or pompous he might let them relive Dalton's retirement performance. He even had a little three stick roll of dynamite waiting for that day in the gun safe.
When he finally looked at the poster and saw a woman staring back at him he was stunned. If her picture was that beautiful just how much more stunning was she in the flesh. Reading the name almost gave him a chill. Her last name was Dalton... no way... couldn't be any kin to... then again her names was Torrance Lee Dalton. Could dad have been wrong... No had to be a coincidence. He sat staring at the picture on the poster wanting her to come to Hard Edge but hoping he would never have to meet her.... even the law is only human after all.
The mask too sparkly and ornate for anyone to realize her true identity but Sheriff Naylor sure seemed like he was trying to figure it out. Repeatedly she found herself in his arms twirling around the surprising ballroom in the Mayor's home. The pompous Easterner family had built this over glorified dwelling two generations ago and simply added to it as the fashions dictated.
She spoke very little as it was far to entertaining listening to the sheriff talk about the town and surrounding area and his entrapment in her eyes an how he normally never attended things like this.
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Hello... my name is Ember and I am a werecat... but... I am also... a vampire... yeah found out about being a little more than human when I was embraced... kinda flipped out... raged... whatever you want to call it... kinda such led for my sire but she got over it... she always wanted a strong daughter anyways.
Now I am the alpha female of small ten member pack of embraced werewolves and cats like me. My mate and I lead the others as enforcer teams for a council of vampires in the Americas. We are the go between with the werecreatures and the vampires of the town. We have been assembled to the human hotel that hides the leader of the one the vampires call Mother's chosen town why we do not know... yet
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Story idea... Setting things right back home
Small towns high-school football family farms family shop in town. People either thrive there... escape... or in Jessica "Jessie" Silverton's case follow the grand expectation of at least forever dating your allegedly perfect high school sweetheart who was anything but the prince charming the town wanted to believe he was. If any of them knew the truth they never said or did anything to help her escape Dr Jeckyll and Mr Hyde better known as...
((Insert name here))
Then the one person ((insert name)) who loved her since they were in school returned home from military missing home and Jessie way too much and determined to win her heart and set things right back home
Small towns high-school football family farms family shop in town. People either thrive there... escape... or in Jessica "Jessie" Silverton's case follow the grand expectation of at least forever dating your allegedly perfect high school sweetheart who was anything but the prince charming the town wanted to believe he was. If any of them knew the truth they never said or did anything to help her escape Dr Jeckyll and Mr Hyde better known as...
((Insert name here))
Then the one person ((insert name)) who loved her since they were in school returned home from military missing home and Jessie way too much and determined to win her heart and set things right back home
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Thread ideas
Some thread ideas and what I want in a male cowriter for them.
1. Setting things right back home Would prefer one male to write both male parts.
2. Haven based idea Would prefer knowledge of the show and character personalities.
3. Falling for the Darkness The original attempt at this premise was a future setting among the stars willing to discuss other times and locales for it
4. Biker idea Basic SOA knowledge would be a plus.
5. The Lady and the Lawman Love of Western movies a plus.
Some thread ideas and what I want in a male cowriter for them.
1. Setting things right back home Would prefer one male to write both male parts.
2. Haven based idea Would prefer knowledge of the show and character personalities.
3. Falling for the Darkness The original attempt at this premise was a future setting among the stars willing to discuss other times and locales for it
4. Biker idea Basic SOA knowledge would be a plus.
5. The Lady and the Lawman Love of Western movies a plus.
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Gitana
It is you... I have seen you etched to her very soul... No you have never crossed my path in our times within this town before. Yes young one... I am immortal time nor death touch my existence so in penance for denying nature its reality within my life I take in the pain of others. Healing both our kind and theirs of the darkness pain and suffering that drive most mad. From our Selena I have taken so much darkness and torture from that demon in immortal coil that even I should have been driven mad. He may be immortal but no human can be that evil. Whatever he is it is pure evil and whoever faces him for her freedom must be the purest and deepest love for her.
You are angry... hurt... she fled from you... did not tell you of the monster who has threaded himself through every moment of her life. Either in welding himself to her side and using her innocence to lure our kind to their death or in his murderous willingness to hunt her throughout time. Alain I can show you what all I have taken from her healed her mind and spirit from and let you understand her in a way that no other not even Acheron could. Yes I know this monster and he and I will have our day of battle one day I hold little doubt however that I may not survive that but from the other side those like me have done more good after their quickening taken by evil than we ever could healing the damage of such immortal evils. If I die He will then in the quickening be shown all of the damage and pain he has caused one he allegedly loved That will give the next to fight him a great advantage especially if they fight him for her.
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This pampered life grew boring quickly she wanted adventure danger and excitement. She wanted to live... really live like the women she saw at the taverns near the docks submitting to no man commanding all they saw answering to no one... that is what she wanted and she would have that life... but how?
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