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SHH! Be quiet and hope it doesn't find you...

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Sequel 1.

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Early December...12-3-13
The delicious smell of hot coco filled the air and comforted empty stomachs. It was cold and everyone was freezing.This winter was unnaturally cool and stiff. Even in winter some of the birds would still sing their lullaby. But the mocking jays and Red Robins didn't sing their lovely song. The trees wouldn't tell their lovely stories. Not even the late flocks of geese would echo down the streets or the forest. The sound of leafs letting go of their branches to explore the earth below was nowhere to be found. Nothing seemed to say anything. The forest was hiding something, or it was hiding from someone. Though everyone was too busy to notice the tension and the lull silence. Cars down the street carried trees chopped down for the forest. But something was different about them. The pine trees and their leafs weren't green. The farmers that produced these lushes of green pines were worried. Nothing and no one in all their time had seen something so odd. It was this morning when the farmer from Ponderay Road was found unconscious in his barn. Have of his stock was either dying or dead. The other half was gone. No trace of them. Sheriff Morgan had gone to investigate a trail of transparent liquid which lead him to an end. It was a cliff. The transparent liquid kept gliding down and into the frozen river below him. He gazed over the cliff and leaned in but there was a sound that caught his attention. Before he could turn around Sheriff Morgan was falling down and broke through the thick layer of ice. Some say he slipped others say something pushed him in. No one knows. There was one witness watching. A week after that the witness was at the hospital dying. And the last words he said was "Shh! Be quiet and hope it doesn't find you" before he went into a permanent coma.

NOTE: Staff members if this plot/story is too gory or too inappropriate for young viewers please P.M me. I would like to keep this role-play as child friendly as possible.
Story©~Meow~
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DO NOT USE THIS TEMPLATE/LAYOUT/STORY/ETC ETC WITHOUT MY PERMISSION.

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The Curator(guardian) protects the small town of Sandpoint, ID(IDAHO).
He is granted with the power of seeing, and touching an Animus(spirit).
The Curator has eternal life. He cannot be killed but he can be vanished from the surface of earth.
Or be summoned to Infernus(Hell) or Caelum(heaven).
The Curator can have from yellow eyes, baby blue eyes, to black eyes (not demon eyes)
He who is chosen must stay in his wolf form for a 5 year cycle. Once he hits his 5th year
the Curator may transform into his human body. But this gift only lasts a month.

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NOTE:On page 500 I will choose a Curator. Please do not whine/beg/ask for this position.
He is not a werewolf more like a wizard/guardian. And must be male

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I would appreciate it if you followed Tessa's rules✍
Do not mini mod,g-mod,p-play, etc etc.
Breaking this rule will get you perma banned✍
Nobody likes flawless characters. And frankly I'm tired of them.✍
This is a literate (not semi literate) role-play. I except 10 sentences max.
8 if you have writers block. But please if you start using "I have writers block" as an excuse
for your short posts I will suspect that you are too lazy to do a complete and nice paragraph.
Make it fancy. If you are on a tablet or phone please tell me when you post.✍
You can kill anyone if you like, but this isn't the 14th century. It's the 21st and 2013.
So you will most likely be found or put up as a "criminal".✍
There are no special characters. I play the monster. The Curator plays the Curator.
You aren't allowed to have sparkle humans, super humans, werewolves, vampires etc etc.✍
GIVE RECAPS! Please. ._.✍
Be active as possible, I want active members only. If you aren't one the
door is wide open. (I'm joking XD)✍
Don't be caught off guard if I suddenly become extremely serious. I'm just like that.
(Also I may be in a bad mood xD)✍
Your form must include, Age, gender, birth year, height, weight, history, personality, other.✍
I can update the rules whenever I want.✍
Put "He's here" some place in your form✍

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