( Thriller. )
They had been best friends as a result of meeting through a co-worker. A match made in heaven, some would suggest. But (he/she) didn’t see it that way, they were only friends. That’s all they would ever be- and it killed the other. Endless pleas, nights of romance ending in a fizzle and cold responses. (He/she) couldn’t take it, they had to have them. In a rage of unhealthy desires and alcohol, (he/she) kidnaps them and creates a world for them across the country where they are determined to obtain the desire they so terribly need.
( Bonnie and Clyde adaptation. )
He leaned back in his chair, staring at her with adoring eyes. “Baby girl, it’s easy. Come on, come with me just this time and see for yourself.” She didn’t say a word but thoughts were churning in her pretty head. She loved him dearly, despite everything in his past, and for him she would do anything. “Alright, I’ll come along.” So he got his shotgun, and they loaded into the car. This was it, this was the moment that would change their lives forever.
For love she would do anything, even if that meant helping kill innocent people to give him the rush he needed. Their love was passionate and a love that could not be broken.
( Junkie. )
I need it. Steady hands moving back and forth between containers, pulling out each item and resting it on the oak table before them. Just a little. A straw was removed, followed by an old library card, everything looked so organized. That’s all I need, just a little. The rush was magical, the brain pulsing and the green eyes rolling back. It’s okay… I’m okay.
( Little ghost. )
Set in current time in New York, New york, a man in his mid-twenties spends most of his time alone. As a youth he was the same, always a loner, always preferring to create his friends in his mind. When he moved to his new apartment, strange noises kept him awake at night, and changes in temperature left him wrapped in blankets at all times. He searched endlessly to find the cause of the problems, but came up empty handed... until he heard a voice from what he could only faintly see. A woman, but only partly there. A ghost.
( War concept. )
This is still a work in progress in my head, the plot here is messy as hell. But I offer you a skeleton for us to develop. The king is a marionette of [him], a looming figure that has controlled the kingdom from darkness for centuries. Breeding, feeding, destroying at their leisure, the league of the dead controls everything. The kingdom is rumored to be cursed in other lands, no one quite knowing where the citizens disappear to. Beneath the stone streets of the city, one would find the answer to all. Slavery, slaughter, orgies and addiction are common place. And the creatures of the night oversee it all. [He] is the backbone of the kingdom, the only thing the king fears, hidden behind doors to take whatever he should want. However, there is one thing he wants more than anything; to make himself known. I hope to have the Catholic church as a prominent player in the slavery ring. There are a lot of elements to this, if you are interested we will have quite a bit to talk about.
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