CharlotteRose
Southern Belle
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Anger and frustration welled inside Miranda as she grabbed the shotgun and went after the wild dogs, her own two following behind her yapping at her heels. "Miranda, No!" he sister called out for her to stop. She ignored her, this was the last time those mutts threatened her family. The two wild dogs chased a turkey all the way to the closest neighbors house which was about a quarter of a mile away.
She heard a yelp, thinking it was one of her own Miranda hurriedly ran towards the back entrance to the house. She held the gun up and saw that the back door was wide open. It was quiet now as Miranda made her way up the tall staircase of the home on stilts. Sadie greeted her human with a layer of blood on the white fur of her head. Alarms went of and Miranda put her finger on the trigger.
She heard a whimper and Miranda couldn't wait to discover her animal was the one behind the cries. Max came barreling out, limping but otherwise unscathed. The whimpering continued. The woman, now on edge, stepped through the open doorframe and immediately covered her mouth. Her neighbor had been dead for at least three days as the smell was enough to send her into a fit. Her breakfast came up violently.
She heard the whimper again. "Oh God!" she forced herself to search the rest of the house. She opened all the doors until she found Stanley's dog curled into a ball caked in the dried blood of her master. She was so weak she didn't even bother growling at Miranda as she approached it. Miranda picked the dog up as she used the sling to put the weapon behind her. She couldn't very well leave the poor animal.
When she saw Stanley sitting on his couch, his jaw wide open unnaturally wide that's when she noticed them. Bullet holes. She swallowed hard and hurried back to her own home to warn her family.
((Okay so this is something that could be placed in multiple different genres. I kind of pictures an apocalypse kind of thing though. They live in the middle nowhere near a town in the mountains.))
About Me:
https://writerssanctum.com/threads/blue-velvet.7484/
She heard a yelp, thinking it was one of her own Miranda hurriedly ran towards the back entrance to the house. She held the gun up and saw that the back door was wide open. It was quiet now as Miranda made her way up the tall staircase of the home on stilts. Sadie greeted her human with a layer of blood on the white fur of her head. Alarms went of and Miranda put her finger on the trigger.
She heard a whimper and Miranda couldn't wait to discover her animal was the one behind the cries. Max came barreling out, limping but otherwise unscathed. The whimpering continued. The woman, now on edge, stepped through the open doorframe and immediately covered her mouth. Her neighbor had been dead for at least three days as the smell was enough to send her into a fit. Her breakfast came up violently.
She heard the whimper again. "Oh God!" she forced herself to search the rest of the house. She opened all the doors until she found Stanley's dog curled into a ball caked in the dried blood of her master. She was so weak she didn't even bother growling at Miranda as she approached it. Miranda picked the dog up as she used the sling to put the weapon behind her. She couldn't very well leave the poor animal.
When she saw Stanley sitting on his couch, his jaw wide open unnaturally wide that's when she noticed them. Bullet holes. She swallowed hard and hurried back to her own home to warn her family.
((Okay so this is something that could be placed in multiple different genres. I kind of pictures an apocalypse kind of thing though. They live in the middle nowhere near a town in the mountains.))
About Me:
- I write varying lengths, depending on what you give me.
- I like smut although there is a time and place.
- I will mostly play as female characters unless I am really into a male character, (I have like two and one of them requires a specific female.)
- If I play as a male I require you play one as well so we can both play as females.
- I like detail and I can easily grow bored if you write the bare minimum. (I get really excited when I see the alert and disappointed if I see one line.)
- Dialogue is the only reason why one liners are acceptable.
https://writerssanctum.com/threads/blue-velvet.7484/
