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Crow County is one of the most isolated counties in the Lower 48. Bounded by the Purcell Mountains and Lake Koocanusa to the east, the Buckhorn Mountains to the west, the Kootenay River to the south, and the rugged Canadian border to the north, the people of Crow County like their peace and quiet. With a population of only seven thousand and and comprising over 1,000 square miles, you're more likely to see Old Grizz out in the pristine wilderness than you are people. The people of Crow County like their peace and quiet. They like waking up to wintry mornings of snow-capped peaks and cool summer breezes. The people of Crow County and the Crow Nation of Northwest Montana also get along. They like the fact that the last reported murder in Crow County happened in 1991, too.
All of these things drew Adjutant John Heikkinen like a moth to a flame. Employment after service to the French Foreign Legion was a tricky thing for every Legionnaire, regardless if they accepted French Citizenship or not. The retirement? It was never good enough to live off of, unless you retired to some third-world cesspit. The benefits? Nearly non-existent. The trauma? Oh, there was plenty of that. Plenty of sleepless nights with nothing more than a bottle of brandy or a cheap flask of vodka to keep you company.
John had been lucky in having found Sheriff Fred Connolly. After twenty years, he returned to Washington State to an empty childhood home and parents that had died only two years prior in a car accident. The only civilian work he was qualified for was Law Enforcement and most agencies turned their nose up at his resume, prejudiced by the 'rogues gallery of misfits' image that popular media had portrayed the Legion as. The first interview, done by phone, with Sheriff Connolly lasted six hours. The second, in the sheriff's office, took ten minutes. Adjutant Heikkinen was now Deputy Heikkinen.
Unit 101 September 5, 2019 REPORT #: 432-1
This unit reported to the 400 block of Washburn Road to respond to an incident of an attack on a grizzly bear. Upon arrival, TERRI JOHNSON approached this unit and advised that he had been hiking along Washburn Road. TERRI JOHNSON appeared upset and was visibly shaken and disturbed. This individual states he witnessed a male grizzly feeding on huckleberry bushes approx 545AM approx 300 yards away. MR JOHNSON states he wanted to wait for grizzly to finish eating before continuing on hike. States waited for twenty minutes before unknown figure came out of woodline behind grizzly.
MR JOHNSON describes unknown figure as 'bi-pedal 9ft tall man.' MR JOHNSON advises was overwhelmed with panic and watched as unknown assailant attacked the male grizzly. MR JOHNSON states, "It ate the bear alive."
This incident occurred two miles north of 400 block of Washburn Road. MR JOHNSON refused to accompany unit 101 to the incident site, where I observed a grizzly bear corpse that had signs of feeding. I bore witness to a femur bone that had been broken open and most flesh removed from kill. Grizzly did not appear to be victim of poaching. I witnessed and documented unknown tracks leading to and from kill site.
Unit 101 reached out to Kootenai Forest Service for assist but no response from their dispatch. MR JOHNSON did not appear intoxicated and advises no history of mental illness. Unit 100 advises has known MR JOHNSON for 20+ years with no history of false reports or criminality.
Unit 101 has advised State Fish & Wildlife of grizzly kill. Awaiting response.
I'm an American who lives in the Eastern Time Zone. I ride motorcycles. I've been writing since I was in my late teens. I consider myself a halfway decent writer, capable of managing multiple characters and plot-lines in any given story. I generally only write one story at a time - I get overly engrossed in them and find it difficult on focusing on multiple projects all at once. My posts generally range from multiple paragraphs to Jesus-Christ-how-long-did-that-take-you-to-write????
I generally post once or more a day, though there will be times I may not post for a couple of days, a weekend, etc. I am not the sort to hound you for a response; real-life should always come first and, at the end of the day, we are writing silly stories on the internet. Please handle your business and don't stress about getting something to me if real life is getting in the way.
Rules suck, but I've been burnt so many times as a writer, I've got to have them.
I only write with partners twenty-one years of age and older. This is an absolute requirement. I enjoy mature themes in my writing.
Smut is fun in a story, but as I've gone back and read older stories I've written with past partners, I've noticed myself skipping over the smut when reading. It isn't that I dislike smut, it's that I find it tedious when the story seems to revolve and focus on it. Writing smut is fun, but not something I enjoy doing more than 5% of a given story. This should be the sprinkles on a doughnut; not the entire doughnut.
Tagging along the above, I do enjoy getting to know my partners out-of-character. As we get to know one another, I am not diametrically opposed to learning your name, you learning mine, etc. Please understand, however, that our writing is between characters in a fictional universe. I do not enjoy out-of-character smut. It's very awkward to me. I enjoy learning about your hobbies and vice versa, but please understand we will only ever be friends.
What I'm Looking For
I'm looking for something long-term based in the setting above. I'm yearning for a grand adventure between two characters: with conflict, character development, romance, and strife. I believe opposites attract. I adore strong characters with glaring weaknesses. I like reading (and delivering) posts with Terry Pratchett levels of wit and comedy. On the other side of that coin, I like reading posts that fill you with dread and depression. Let's have horror and conflict; let's have romance and passion. I think another law enforcement professional (Tribal Police? State Police?), guide, hunter, etc would be a good fit opposite Deputy Heikkinen; I'm not looking for characters that shirk away from danger and I'm not looking for someone for Deputy Heikkinen to 'protect.'
Short-Term: Something is stalking the mountains and wilderness of Crow County. Our characters must work together to solve the mystery. Long-Term: The monster is dead. Our heroes are victorious.
... Except the killings continue. Strange sightings of fantastical creatures start to occur all over the Rocky Mountains and the Pacific Northwest. Something is happening. The boogymen of man's primordial terror are starting to walk the earth again. (Witcher's Conjunction of the Spheres comes to mind.)
I'm looking for a female partner who wants to do more than write a play-by-play interaction between two characters. Someone who wants to write about the culture of our characters, why they behave the way they do, and their interactions with the world at large. A writer who is as engrossed in plotting out a beginning as much as they are in writing in twists and turns to the story. I want to read the plot twist you've just written, sit back at my desk, and quietly whisper, " ... Fuck me, that's good."
I am perfectly fine with writing on this website, however I normally write on Discord. Are you interested in what I've written? Send me a message.