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Hello darlings. I'm in need of a male for my latest RP plot

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I'm new to website but I'm not new to roleplaying at all. I've been doing this for four years.

I love to hear other peoples idea's but at the moment in time I really want to do this plot. Though I am perfectly willing to do more than one roleplay as once if you like to do this and also do something that you've created.

I rather use forums but I'm okay with doing it through Private messages if you really rather that instead.

The idea of this plot is a young woman living with huntington's disease removes herself from life. She leaves her home town, she refuses calls and letter's from faily friends. People are constantly out to find her but all she wants is to be left alone to die. She's not afraid to die. What scares her is not knowing when it will happen. She becomes an insomniac and often finds herself wandering the docks by her apartment at night. One night...

"A shadow passed over the ground. At first it appeared to be a large bird but the shadow formed into the figure of a human with wings. She looked up but whatever it was, was gone. She heared what sounded like stone scraping on stone behind her and catches motion out of the corner of her eye. At the edge of the dock where she had just been, sat a large garoyle, more human looking than most you would see. She swore it had not been there before. She approached it calmly, moving behind him, feeling as if she touched it, it would move. But her arm reached out and her slim fingers traced over one of the wings. Rock hard, cold. Nothing happened. She moved in front of it now, staring into it's stone eyes as if they could look back at her. Her gentle fingers ran down his jaw. "hmm...Where did you come from?.." She shook her head, stepping back and droping her arm. She was going crazy now. She probably just hadn't seen it. But she barely had time to think that before she stepped back just a little too far. The winds were strong that night and the waves high, crashing against the wooden docks. She fell into the grasp of the sea, body tossed about as if a rag doll. She couldn't breath, she couldn't see. And she certainly couldn't save herself. Something lifts her from the water. Human arms, strong and warm around her. In too much of a daze, her eyes fail her and she can not see who her savior is. She's placed back upon the dock and when she finally regains herself, no one is there. Just her and the stone gargoyle, sitting in the same place, in the same poistion. Except...this time, his eyes are facing a different direction. They're staring directly at her. She runs."

After that night, she's certain this gargoyle is much more than it seems. Now it was a matter of getting him to reveal himself to her.

There will be a back story behind the gorgoyle, of course. But I will leave that up to you. You can do with him whatever you please. But he must have three forms. A human seeming one with wings, and the stone gargoyle he turns into at dawn, and doesn't wake from until dusk.

Pm me if you're interested.
 
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