Plotline
The plot is simple: I'm a girl named Bear that lives in the mountains alone, but who probably has forgotten social skills. You can be a camper, hiker, rock climber, or abandoned building enthusiast. Perhaps you came up here as part of a group party. This story evolves from that small spur of information. We have the time, place, and characters, but the interactions and reactions dictate whether this will be a horror, a teen drama, or something entirely fantasy. It's an open plot, and a mountain can hold many mysteries. Even people can bring things into a setting that can affect everything. Pay careful detail to what you say and do, and embark on a psychological war with me if you can. Test yourself and test me, as I will be doing to you. Be on the defense, but also be on the offensive, because "anything can happen in the woods," (Into the Woods).
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Introduction
I was eighteen when I left home. I cannot remember why or what drove me to deciding this life for myself, but I do remember daydreaming of something much more glamorous than what I had now. Maybe I had been trapped in a perpetual loathing for society, or perhaps the most recent fight with my sister had gone awry. I had always been susceptible to believing myself to be nothing more than a psychotic monster, and she had always known just what strings she needed to pull.
Yet all that was a blur now and I was no longer the criminal profiler the teenage me had fought so avidly to be. Instead, I was locked in an endless winter atop a large mountain, cut off in all ways from society. The loneliness wasn't as maddening as I had believed it would have been. Reading back in my journal taught me that I expected myself to waste away and become the monster I always thought was hidden within me. "If only I let it out, maybe I'd be happier," I used to tell myself. The truth was that I was liberated for a time, but a year was a long time to be alone and it was about time that I began to crave the mundane task of socializing even for just a short while.
As I sat, overlooking the shattered ruins of an old ski lodge long since abandoned, I pulled my fur coat closer to me and breathed in the crisp, deadly cold air. It would be dark soon, and then my hunt for the next month's food supply would begin. I might even make it close to civilization hunting the next buck I would preserve for food and warmth.
As my thoughts turned to the hunt, I remembered why I had begun to call myself Bear. I had a name before- Katie- but I had carved the name into a piece of wood ages ago before burning it to ashes to symbolize the death of my old life. I went nameless for a time, but one day a bear had gotten into my store of food and had left me without anything. Hungry and quickly weakening, I had hunted it down and killed it before making even warmer and more silent clothing. I took on the name for myself in respect for the creature, and in letting it become me.
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Bear
Name
Bear... Just Bear.
Gender
Female.
Appearance
A tall girl, slender but obviously well-built. She has curly red hair that falls down her face and back in tangled ringlets that reach the bottom of her shoulder blades. Her skin is fairly white due to her preference for hunting in the dark, and freckles cover her face and arms. Her lips are a dark pink color and her eyelashes are long and dark over her blue-green eyes. She is always seen wearing a brown fur coat that covers her head in the bear's own head, eyes replaced with black beads and the nose with hard plastic, and the sleeves going down into clawed paws for gloves. She has slipped similarly made pants over grey sweats and brown boots. She also wears a white turtleneck and brown scarf under her coat.
Appearance
Basic Coat Design Ish
(A bit more snugly made and closed up with large black buttons, and a more realistic head of course that can reach down over the top part of her face)
The plot is simple: I'm a girl named Bear that lives in the mountains alone, but who probably has forgotten social skills. You can be a camper, hiker, rock climber, or abandoned building enthusiast. Perhaps you came up here as part of a group party. This story evolves from that small spur of information. We have the time, place, and characters, but the interactions and reactions dictate whether this will be a horror, a teen drama, or something entirely fantasy. It's an open plot, and a mountain can hold many mysteries. Even people can bring things into a setting that can affect everything. Pay careful detail to what you say and do, and embark on a psychological war with me if you can. Test yourself and test me, as I will be doing to you. Be on the defense, but also be on the offensive, because "anything can happen in the woods," (Into the Woods).
¦•¦~~~~~~~~~~~~¦•¦
Introduction
I was eighteen when I left home. I cannot remember why or what drove me to deciding this life for myself, but I do remember daydreaming of something much more glamorous than what I had now. Maybe I had been trapped in a perpetual loathing for society, or perhaps the most recent fight with my sister had gone awry. I had always been susceptible to believing myself to be nothing more than a psychotic monster, and she had always known just what strings she needed to pull.
Yet all that was a blur now and I was no longer the criminal profiler the teenage me had fought so avidly to be. Instead, I was locked in an endless winter atop a large mountain, cut off in all ways from society. The loneliness wasn't as maddening as I had believed it would have been. Reading back in my journal taught me that I expected myself to waste away and become the monster I always thought was hidden within me. "If only I let it out, maybe I'd be happier," I used to tell myself. The truth was that I was liberated for a time, but a year was a long time to be alone and it was about time that I began to crave the mundane task of socializing even for just a short while.
As I sat, overlooking the shattered ruins of an old ski lodge long since abandoned, I pulled my fur coat closer to me and breathed in the crisp, deadly cold air. It would be dark soon, and then my hunt for the next month's food supply would begin. I might even make it close to civilization hunting the next buck I would preserve for food and warmth.
As my thoughts turned to the hunt, I remembered why I had begun to call myself Bear. I had a name before- Katie- but I had carved the name into a piece of wood ages ago before burning it to ashes to symbolize the death of my old life. I went nameless for a time, but one day a bear had gotten into my store of food and had left me without anything. Hungry and quickly weakening, I had hunted it down and killed it before making even warmer and more silent clothing. I took on the name for myself in respect for the creature, and in letting it become me.
¦•¦~~~~~~~~~~~~~¦•¦
Bear
Name
Bear... Just Bear.
Gender
Female.
Appearance
A tall girl, slender but obviously well-built. She has curly red hair that falls down her face and back in tangled ringlets that reach the bottom of her shoulder blades. Her skin is fairly white due to her preference for hunting in the dark, and freckles cover her face and arms. Her lips are a dark pink color and her eyelashes are long and dark over her blue-green eyes. She is always seen wearing a brown fur coat that covers her head in the bear's own head, eyes replaced with black beads and the nose with hard plastic, and the sleeves going down into clawed paws for gloves. She has slipped similarly made pants over grey sweats and brown boots. She also wears a white turtleneck and brown scarf under her coat.
Appearance
Basic Coat Design Ish
(A bit more snugly made and closed up with large black buttons, and a more realistic head of course that can reach down over the top part of her face)
