afternooner
Renaissance Man
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OOC: This story starts in a little cabin, high in the mountains, Idaho, U.S.A. Surrounded by the serenity of the pine forest, over looking a wildflower filled valley and next to a crystal clear lake, some would call it a paradise.
For Alex it was home. He has lived in this area all his life, building this cabin when he was eighteen and for the last three years fashioning it into the home of his dreams. It is rustic and thats the way he likes it. Alex, dark brown wavy hair, deep brown eyes, a dark redish beard which he trims daily, 6' 1" tall lanky but not thin 185 lbs, tan from the waist up from the sun and wind. It is his twenty-first birthday today and believe it or not he is still a virgin. How could that be, you ask. Well he is a bit shy and perhaps he has never been in the right place at the right time. He spends a lot of time in the woods but he knows the ways of the world through the books he reads. And like I said he is just a bit shy.
I'll be Alex, yes I know everyone wants to be the virgin, but, hey, this is my story. So if you want to be the next best character you can be the woman who gets the virgin. So it's obvious I need a woman or to make it more interesting, more than one woman to help poor Alex out. If you chose you can be any type of woman or women you want just as long as you feel you are up to the task.
IC: Alex stirs in his sleep. A vague shadowy figure is calling him, her voice sounding very faraway. a woman's figure, a womans voice "Help, help me." she cries. Alex has been having this dream quite often lately, but this time when he sits up in bed, the figure has disappeared but the voice is louder. He leaps out of his bed and throws open the cabin door.
Outside it is just before sunrise. Fog envelopes the valley below his cabin, but he can just make out a figure or figures through the mist and he hears the voice."Help, help me, please.
[Edited by afternooner on 05-10-2001 at 10:44 AM]
For Alex it was home. He has lived in this area all his life, building this cabin when he was eighteen and for the last three years fashioning it into the home of his dreams. It is rustic and thats the way he likes it. Alex, dark brown wavy hair, deep brown eyes, a dark redish beard which he trims daily, 6' 1" tall lanky but not thin 185 lbs, tan from the waist up from the sun and wind. It is his twenty-first birthday today and believe it or not he is still a virgin. How could that be, you ask. Well he is a bit shy and perhaps he has never been in the right place at the right time. He spends a lot of time in the woods but he knows the ways of the world through the books he reads. And like I said he is just a bit shy.
I'll be Alex, yes I know everyone wants to be the virgin, but, hey, this is my story. So if you want to be the next best character you can be the woman who gets the virgin. So it's obvious I need a woman or to make it more interesting, more than one woman to help poor Alex out. If you chose you can be any type of woman or women you want just as long as you feel you are up to the task.
IC: Alex stirs in his sleep. A vague shadowy figure is calling him, her voice sounding very faraway. a woman's figure, a womans voice "Help, help me." she cries. Alex has been having this dream quite often lately, but this time when he sits up in bed, the figure has disappeared but the voice is louder. He leaps out of his bed and throws open the cabin door.
Outside it is just before sunrise. Fog envelopes the valley below his cabin, but he can just make out a figure or figures through the mist and he hears the voice."Help, help me, please.
[Edited by afternooner on 05-10-2001 at 10:44 AM]