Swap and Share ~ A Creative Writing Challenge

[Mark]

WordlesslyAmazed03 wrote: "I'll take Rachel Clemens."

Sure go on, I'd like to see what you come up with.

[talltyrion]

I made Scarlett, but no one ever claimed her, and that was a while ago. Do you want her, or should I make a new character?

[Mark]

WordlesslyAmazed03 wrote: "I made Scarlett, but no one ever claimed her, and that was a while ago. Do you want her, or should I make a new character?"

It's up to you, but Scarlett sounds like an interesting character.

[talltyrion]

I could make another, and you could pick between the two. How's that?

[Mark]

WordlesslyAmazed03 wrote: "I could make another, and you could pick between the two. How's that?"

That's fine.

[talltyrion]

Name: Indiana "Indie" Hayes
Age: 16
Type: Human
World: Earth
Bio: Indie may be human, but the weapons master who raised her after her parents' mysterious deaths taught her to fight like a demon. She was homeschooled by the weapons master her whole life, and he taught her more of mythology than of academics. She knows every story, god, and hero from ancient civilizations most people have never even heard of. Her guardian speaks of the Hydra like it could plausibly be ravaging a nearby city, of gods like Anubis and Kali to be watching over them, one more particularly on a particular day. Like every story he's every told her is real. The rest is up to Indie's writer.

[Mark]

WordlesslyAmazed03 wrote: "Name: Indiana "Indie" Hayes
Age: 16
Type: Human
World: Earth
Bio: Indie may be human, but the weapons master who raised her after her parents' mysterious deaths taught her to fight like a demon. Sh..."

I kind of liked the Scarlett character.

[Mark]

WordlesslyAmazed03 wrote: "Name: Scarlett Peterson
Age: 16
Type: Werewolf
World: Earth
Bio: Scarlett was turned into a werewolf when she was only ten. Her shocking transformations terrified her parents, and she eventually ra..."

Sounds interesting, I'll write something for this.

[talltyrion]

Cool.

[Mark]

Mark wrote: "WordlesslyAmazed03 wrote:

Hope you like it.

"Name: Scarlett Peterson
Age: 16
Type: Werewolf
World: Earth
Bio: Scarlett was turned into a werewolf when she was only ten. Her shocking transformations terrified her par..."

SCARLETT


Walking at a slow pace on the long strip of sidewalk lying right outside Calvary Cemetery on the outskirts of Evanston, under cover of a full moon, sixteen year old Scarlett Peterson, now going by the false name of Amy Roseman, had only one thing on her mind getting back home. Where she was heading from, her best friend Belle Silver’s house; and much like her, her best friend also was guilty of being a werewolf.
Things always hadn’t been that way for Scarlett. Up until age ten, living comfortably in Midnight Grove Illinois, she had been an ordinary human. That all changed when she met Brian Conters. Or rather his simple bite, delivered to her right index finger as she handed him a pencil he asked her for out of the goodness of her heart.
It was a mistake which would change her life completely.
“Mrs. Lakeland, Brian bit me!” Scarlett cried out, overcome with pure surprise immediately following the deed being done. In addition feeling a slight amount of pain, as well as a small amount of blood starting to flow from the bite he gave her. This caused the thirty-something year old teacher to hurry over to them.
“Brian, we just don’t go around biting your fellow classmates,” she said in a bold, yet gentle voice. “Now please say sorry to Scarlett.”
“I’m sorry,” he said in a one hundred percent believable voice.

****

It wasn’t until a few days later in which Scarlett just happened to discover what Brian’s bite infected her with. As the full moon’s light flooded her bedroom, out of nowhere, she started feeling a hot burning sensation strike her out of nowhere. Likened to a hundred plus fever, Scarlett was quick to realize. Further shocked surprise was driven into her as also from out of nowhere, she saw with her own two eyes, chestnut brown hair, matching the color of the hair on her head start sprouting out from her right hand. Just what was happened to her, she thought feverishly, frantically.
“Mommy, Daddy!”
She screamed fearfully.
Seconds passing, growing into a full minute, two, three, caused the hair sprouting out of nowhere to cover the entirety of her arm. But this wasn’t the only place on her ten year old body it started growing out of, her face as well; as she saw by shooting a sudden glance at the life-size mirror furnishing her bedroom.
And then her parents burst into her bedroom, nervous concern covering their faces.
“What’s wrong Scarlett sweetheart?” her mom, Diane asked in a tremendously concerned voice.
And then they saw what was happening to their precious ten year old daughter.
“I don’t believe it,” her father James said in disbelief. “Our daughter’s been infected, and has been turned into a werewolf.”
“Mom, Dad, I’m sorry, it wasn’t my fault!”
“Oh don’t worry Scarlett honey, we know it wasn’t,” Diane replied in a comforting voice.
“Yeah everything’s going to be all right,” James said.
But everything wasn’t ‘all right,’ she could see it in their eyes they were terrified beyond belief of what she now had become, all thanks to Brian and her bite.
Within an hour Scarlett made the decision to run away from home. Save her parents the fear from having whatever she was now in their home.

As days passed, and Scarlett somehow managed to travel all the way to Chicago’s East Rogers Park, she started feeling pangs of hunger start to dominate her. The worst part of this, she had a great amount of difficulty in keeping whatever Brian had transformed her into bottled up inside her whenever the full moon appeared in the night sky.
But of course, Scarlett realized she couldn’t keep this up forever. She desperately needed to find food, as well as someone like her. Someone with a heart and understood her plight.

And then she spotted her; her, she, with hair starting to sprout out of her face.
With whoever this girl, sixteen or seventeen was, seeing her as well, she brought her transformation to a sudden end.
“Hey there, I know who and what you are little girl,” she said to Scarlett in a kind, gentle voice. “Werewolf.”
So that was what Brian had made her into.
“My name’s Elizabeth Masters and I belong to a pack of others like us and I want to join us. Do you want that, wait a second what’s your name?”
“Scarlett Peterson.”
“Well since with you being so young, there’s bound to be someone looking for you sooner or later, like your parents. Why don’t we change your name for starters?”
“Sure okay,” Scarlett eagerly replied.
“Now let’s see,” Elizabeth said moving toward and squatting down before her. “You look like an Amy Roseman, you okay with that name Scarlett?”
“Yeah uh-huh,” she said.
“Good,” Elizabeth said straightening back up to a standing position, taking her by the hand and starting to lead her off. “Now come on, let’s go meet the other pack members.”

[Booknut, Head Moderator]

That's amazing!

[Mark]

Booknut wrote: "That's amazing!"

Thanks I'm going to make it longer soon.

[talltyrion]

Rachel Clemens:

Rachel Clemens leaned forward in her chair, arms folded on the table, pencil in hand. "You're sure she was kidnapped around here?" She tapped a spot on the map that laid on the table between herself and Jason Forester.

Jason, unlike her, was leaning away, arms crossed protectively over his chest. He was pale and sickly-looking, and his brown eyes still had a shocked light in them. "I'm sure. We were walking along Pine Street, see, and something grabbed her." Jason gulped, and Rachel wasn't sure he would continue, but he just took a shaky breath and did.

"So I tried to grab her arm, but this thing was huge, and strong. It wrenched her away from me, and she cried out, and then they were gone. I'm telling you, the only rogue in this town that big is him. He's got Abby; I know it."

Rachel tapped the map again. "Hmm. I see."

Jason stared at her. It was disconcerting--his eyes were huge and bloodshot, full of terror and pleading. "I brought you here to save her," he said, his voice rising. "So please, just help me. Be the Rachel Clemens in the books."

"Keep it down," she hissed. "If I'm to find your sister, I need to know as much as possible about her situation, and attracting more of the bastards by screaming about it won't help." Rachel rose from her chair, which gave a creak of relief as her weight was removed, and hurried to the small window set into one wall. It was just large enough to allow one of the smaller zombies through, and therefore covered with thick planks of wood. However, they had left a corner uncovered, a bit bigger than a quarter.

Rachel peered through the peephole, careful to keep her face away from the wall. The view was of a little school parking lot, nondescript to begin with. They were camped out in someone's old office, that someone presumably being a trivial part of the school's staff, judging by the minute size and untidiness of the office.

It was located in a rather poor neighborhood, absolutely crawling with undead civilians in various stages of decomposition. The lot was rarely vacant. Today, Rachel could see maybe eight zombies stumbling around, clearly searching blindly for fresh meat. One, it seemed, had managed to kill some kind of animal, and her whole front was covered in drying blood and bits of fur. If Rachel hadn't seen so many similar scenes, she would have shivered.

"Well, we're lucky today. They still don't know we're here. We may not be so fortunate next time."

[Mark]

WordlesslyAmazed03 wrote: "Rachel Clemens:

Rachel Clemens leaned forward in her chair, arms folded on the table, pencil in hand. "You're sure she was kidnapped around here?" She tapped a spot on the map that laid on the tab..."

I really liked it.

[talltyrion]

Thanks.

[Mark]

WordlesslyAmazed03 wrote: "Rachel Clemens:

Rachel Clemens leaned forward in her chair, arms folded on the table, pencil in hand. "You're sure she was kidnapped around here?" She tapped a spot on the map that laid on the tab..."

Maybe you could turn this into your great American novel, I'd read it if you did.

[talltyrion]

Yay, because I will be writing much, and much merits a good reader. Thank you.

[L]

I shall think up a character for swapping.

[L]

Name: Aurora
Age: 17
Species/ creature: Fae
Bio:
Aurora is princess within the realm of Seraph and sister to the ‘fairest of them all’. But beneath the beauty lies a Demon within, as she finds out when Everlista (her sister) steals the prized stash of Golden fairy dust. The dust belongs to the King and is priceless ~ its magic can be used to create wormholes into different worlds and when sprinkled on your one true love can create beautiful magic! Aurora is not only troubled by her sister but also by an Elf from the faraway land of Hur’ar. She cannot work out if he is good or evil and whether he intends to use magic for good or evil intent…

[Mark]

Lucinda wrote: "Name: Aurora
Age: 17
Species/ creature: Fae
Bio:
Aurora is princess within the realm of Seraph and sister to the ‘fairest of them all’. But beneath the beauty lies a Demon within, as she finds ou..."

I'll do yours Lucinda.

[Mark]

Name: Abigail Waterford
Age: 22 years old
Royal Princess/warrior
World: medieval times
Bio: Abigail Waterford, a royal princess ruling over fictional kingdom Winters Tear, must first defeat a knight out to slay her younger sister Lilith, turned into a dragon by a witch. Abigail then must hunt down and overcome everything the witch places before her to get Lilith returned human.

[L]

Mark wrote: "Name: Abigail Waterford
Age: 22 years old
Royal Princess/warrior
World: medieval times
Bio: Abigail Waterford, a royal princess ruling over fictional kingdom Winters Tear, must first defeat a knig..."

Sounds really interesting! Mind if i have a go? x

[Mark]

Lucinda wrote: "Mark wrote: "Name: Abigail Waterford
Age: 22 years old
Royal Princess/warrior
World: medieval times
Bio: Abigail Waterford, a royal princess ruling over fictional kingdom Winters Tear, must first ..."

Sure.

[L]

I have made a start, and written a little bit...

Name: Abigail Waterford
Age: 22 years old
Royal Princess / Warrior
Medieval times
Bio: Abigail Waterford, a royal princess ruling over the fictional kingdom ‘winter’s Tear’, must first defeat a Knight out to slay her younger sister Lilith, turned into a Dragon by a Witch. Abigail must then hunt down and overcome everything the Witch places before her to get Lilith returned human.

* * * *

As I stood upon the icy stone ledge with the cold sting of winter’s chill running down my spine, I looked out across the snow covered landscape that lay before me. Such sadness filled my heart as the melodic tune reached my ears and the Earth cried out with muffled whimpers, of its pain and suffering in this Neverending white abyss.

Just as I was about to turn away from the thousands of sharp shards of icicles that prickled against my bear pale cheeks, a small tear trickled down my frozen skin and onto the ground below.

Instantly the magic of the land was awoken, as though it was coming out of a deep sleep that had settled upon the fluffy blanket of pearl-white powder, ever so deeply entrenched into the heart of its core. The faint whispers of soft voices that carried upon the wind, now rose in volume to shouts of thunder and an acute booming roar causing the ground to tremble and shake.

Grasping the balcony ledge with jaundice yellow knuckles, I felt the wind pick up speed causing my long golden hair to fly around my face and the copious amounts of silken cloth to flap around my form in dynamic, sweeping colors.

A mirror smashed. As glass droplets hovered upon the line of my vision I instinctively covered myself with my robes, as the glass mingled within the snow storm; like grey sooty particles of ash sprinkled over a pure white feather.

I knew that the dark Witch’s power was growing in potency, for the world was changing…

[Mark]

Pretty descriptive, I like it so far.

[Mark]

Here's what I came up with, and the best part is the wormhole opening Fairy Dust.

AURORA

Another place and time and unreachable from Earth was where Seraph existed. A magic realm, where in addition to Fae, the dominate species, ruled by Aurora, known best for her exquisite beauty, resided nightmarish creatures. Blood thirsty vampires, ferocious werewolves, giants and gargoyles, and yes the worst of them all Elves. Elves, who craved the taste of Fae flesh. Each of these specific creatures having their own place in Seraph, the elves taking up residence in a land called Hur’ar.

****

Aurora's gazing out with pleased eyes onto the vast green countryside of Crystal Winters from her square shaped castle balcony caused a tremendous wave of blissful happiness to rise in her. A perfect cool breeze blowing in a gentle manner against her graceful, youthful face filled her with an immediate relaxed, comforting sensation to combine with the pleasant emotion she already felt.
The reason behind the place where she grew up and now ruled as princess being called such a graceful sounding name; its lakes and rivers freezing up and taking on such a lovely appearance during its long winters.
Continuing to remain standing there, Aurora was interrupted from further thinking about this with the act of her identical twin sister Everlista gifted with graceful looks matching her own rushing in without any warning whatsoever. Unlike her, Everlista was known best for being an expert in regularly getting in trouble way over her head rushing in without any warning whatsoever.
Turning to face Everlista allowed Aurora the opportunity to see with her own two eyes, her sister’s face dominated by a tremendous nervousness. Her seeing this brought forth the indication she indeed once again had acted without thinking in whatever she had done.
“The way you’ve rushed into my bed chamber tells me once again you’ve done something to get in trouble way over your head Everlista,” she said positioning herself to stand in such a way so they were allowed to converse face to face. “What was it this time around?”
“I’ve stolen several satchel bags full of golden fairy dust from the venomous, king of the Elves Ratherford!”
“Everlista I can't believe you to be so dense as to do such a thing! Do you realize how much trouble that’s going to rain down upon our heads, especially since both you and I know Elves have a fondness for snatching up Fae men, women and children for the specific act of consumption?”

[L]

Mark wrote: "Pretty descriptive, I like it so far."

Thank you. I really like what you have written using my character. :) x

[L]

Why would you need permission?? Writing is a gift that everyone should have chance to enjoy, express their indaviduality and embrace creativity :)