ɪ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴀ ʙᴀᴅ ᴍᴏᴏɴ ʀɪꜱɪɴɢ.

You live in a world that isn't completely true to you. As a child you are told that no one hates you, you're completely normal and you deserve a part in this world just like anyone else does. Though that is not what the critics think. They think you're unholy and nothing but a weird creature who doesn't belong anywhere but in Hell. As you grow older you become less oblivious to this little known fact. You learn that you're hated and that you are thought of as disgusting. You even start to believe some of the bad things that are said about your kind.

ɪ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀy.

It seems that the whole world is out to get you. You can't walk down the sidewalk without people turning up their noses at your stench. You have been placed in a large forest where you are told you will be safe and will be criticized no longer. You believe this. The people who told you wear a very strong mask and you don't realize that what they say is just a trick. They tell you that after a few months of living here that they will have a much better home for you where you can live with humans in peace. You're so excited when you hear this news that you actually believe it and are more than willing to follow their orders.

ᴅᴏɴᴛ ɢᴏ ʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛᴏɴɪɢʜᴛ, ᴡᴇʟʟ ɪᴛꜱ ʙᴏᴜɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ yᴏᴜʀ ʟɪꜰᴇ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇꜱ ᴀ ʙᴀᴅ ᴍᴏᴏɴ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀɪꜱᴇ.

Its been just a month since you have been placed in this forest. You have searched endlessly for a road to lead you away or a seem in it to break, but there is no way out. You are beginning to wonder if what those people told you was true or not, all points lead to that you're being fooled. There are small puzzles and codes given to you by people that actually care about your kind. You must not let anyone in the outside world know you have this little cheat, maybe not even your own kind can know, no one can be trusted. These small codes finally lead up to the idea that the Government placed you here because they are trying to wipe your kind off of the face of the Earth. They have something tricky up their sleeves and you have until the next "Bad Moon." No one knows what this actually means, but secrets tell that when it rises your kind will turn again'st each other until there is nothing left but bits of fur and flesh. Will you be able to get out before its too late? Or will Werewolves be gone forever?



Credit: Moon gif: taliesyne from tumblr wolf gif Twilight Breaking Dawn.

DONT EVEN THINK ABOUT STEALING THIS IT IS MY PERSONAL PLOT. Thanks :)

I will only be choosing five, very literate role players for this role play. You must be able to post at least a paragraph every post and active, once a day preferred but everyone has their own life so I understand. This is PG-16. No sex or anything as bad as that. Blood yes. Gore yes. Maybe some nakedness and kisses but please no sex.

Tryouts:

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Character example: (can be a link to one)
Write me a paragraph (or more) of your character walking through a forest. What do they feel? Smell? See? Hear? How do they feel?:

Tryouts will end when I find at least three other players that I adore :)