Valkyr

The Farmhouse (two idea variations)

1. A group of teenagers get lost in a forest, but soon find themselves on old, abandoned farmland far away from home. There is no sign of life on the farm. The farm house is completely furnished and supplied, but empty of people. The teenagers have no choice but to stay the night. No one ever arrives, except for them.

As the sun falls, gray aliens begin attacking. Can you survive the night?

2. The second idea is pretty much the same. Group of teenagers, they're lost, they stay the night at an abandoned farm, etc. Except now, they're being hunted by The Rake. Nowhere will be safe from the creature.

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I'm hoping to orient the RP to be more horror themed. Anyone interested?
If there's a detail or something you're not sure about, be sure to mention it! The ideas are prone to minor changes and I'm willing to answer questions.
Option two has been decided upon, please be sure to check it out!
http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/77812-the-farmhouse-open/ooc

A Twist Of A Knife, The Birth Of A Legend.

I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to leave this one. I just can't.

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"Yeah... I'm an idiot..." She said quietly. She stood and followed Renzo back to the dens. She was glad he had caught her. She was thinking so unclearly, who knows what could have happened if she had followed the trail any further. She had never seen a human before, but she knew that they never let bodies go to waste. They always made sure to use every part of the body, and it wasn't always for food. She heard what they used furs for, and the thought made her shudder. "Thanks..." Amber said to Renzo. As they walked back to the clearing, Amber's mind wandered to the other pack members. She was worried. How was Lila going to react? What if she was furious at her for running off again? Oh no, she was going to be furious. Amber visibly shrank back at the idea, but she steeled her emotions and continued walking with Renzo back to the rest of the pack. She was going to face her errors and accept her punishment.

A Twist Of A Knife, The Birth Of A Legend.

Dallas stopped as he spotted the woman around the corner of a building. The woman was conversing with a young girl. He had arrived just in time to watch her hand the child a large amount of gold before departing. He looked at the girl. Interesting. Not a very common appearance for street urchins. Not to mention the guard bodies lying around her. He turned away and stalked after the woman who was still walking. Finally, he watched as she slipped into one of the nearby buildings. He paused outside at the door. This might be it. Either it was her favorite tavern or the guild. Both would be fine as long as he got a chance to talk to her. He waited for a moment then approached the open doorway. He stared in the dark, empty building. He raised his fist and knocked on the door three times, hard enough for most nearby people to hear it. He crossed his arms and decided to wait to see if the woman heard him before entering.

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Dying of the Why-Am-I-Still-Up Plague. G'night.

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Amber winced as she heard Renzo speak. She didn't expect someone coming out after her so soon. The fact that she wasn't getting yelled at was reassuring though. Well, at least not yet. Her ears flattened as she thought about his question. "I-It's just that... I've messed up so badly," She murmured, "I just don't have the right attitude to hunt. I mess up everyone's coordination. And then today, all I caught were rats! I just thought that maybe I could sneak out and get everyone a real meal. Even if it meant stealing it from the humans..." She said, trailing off. Having to explain it to someone, she realize how pathetic and desperate she must have seemed. Stealing from the humans? How on earth could she even pull that off? She shook her head and quietly waited for Renzo's reaction.

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Amber rolled back onto her feet. It had just occurred to her that most of the other wolves were being preoccupied with whatever they were talking about. She stood frozen in a half crouch before darting out of the clearing. She quickly but silently ran behind trees and bushes in an attempt to get out of view of the clearing. Once she had cleared a sufficient amount of distance away from the dens, she sat down for a moment to catch her breath. She definitely felt as though she had already made a mistake. She already started considering turning around and heading back to the rest. It was dangerous enough without the humans around. She steeled herself and stood. She paced around while sniffing for game. It took her about five minutes before she caught a scent. It smelled like... An elk? Yes! It was definitely an elk. She began following the scent trail as she pondered whether she had the skill to take down an elk by herself. It was possible, but it would be dangerous. She'd have to be quick and smart. She carefully tried devising a plan to take down the elk as she continued to follow the trail, but she stopped as a new smell entered the trail. Blood. Amber lowered her head close to the ground and sniffed it carefully. Even as she did, she started noticing how the ground was pockmarked by droplets of blood. Perfect, the elk was wounded. She was about to continue eagerly following the scent, but she stopped dead in her tracks when she realized there was a third scent further ahead that she had not realized earlier. She was paying so much attention to the elk and blood scent that she had completely disregarded the new smell. She could feel the fur on her back rising as she quickly recognized it. It was a human. She quickly sniffed at the air and whipped around to make sure that the human wasn't around. Once she was confident that she was safe, she straightened up and thought quickly. Did she dare continue? Should she return to the clearing? They might not have yet noticed that she was gone. She still had the chance to look for other game though. She lay down with a sigh and laid her head on her paws and simply waited, hoping she'd eventually make up her own mind.

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I'm not really sure how to continue...

A Twist Of A Knife, The Birth Of A Legend.

Haha. I hope she doesn't find out that Aery's a princess before she (Aery) proves her loyalty. That would be terribly bloody and messy.

@RomanAria

Hope Dallas doesn't find out

A Twist Of A Knife, The Birth Of A Legend.

Dallas shrugged to himself. What an annoyingly strange woman. He slipped down from the rooftop and hurriedly blended in with a nearby crowd before anyone else spotted him. Perhaps if he found the woman again, he'd be able to get her to elaborate on this "guild" she mentioned. The curiosity got the better of him and he turned down an alley. He began cautiously making his way over to where he had seen her disappear. He patted his side to make sure his two knives were still well hidden. She seemed quite eccentric to him, and he didn't want to get caught off guard if she decided to consider him a threat.