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a frame story campfire |
| [Introduction]
A frame story (also frame tale, frame narrative, etc.) is a narrative technique whereby an introductory main story is composed, at least in part, for the purpose of setting the stage for a fictive narrative or organizing a set of shorter stories, each of which is a story within a story. The frame story leads readers from the first story into the smaller one within it.(wikipedia.org) The setting is Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, the middle of June. Most students are out for the summer and the number of tourist are starting to grow. (dont forget to use wikipedia from more information about the city ( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philadelphia )and map.google.com just a little rules before we start... -please ask the author of a character (main or minor) before killing them -keep the character in the setting. Exceptions are in a flashback. -blood is okay, -if you must have sex in your story keep it low in detail -language=PG-13 - Please let us know about your MAIN characters the first time. (please only three main characters for your story)Things such as: - Name - age - height - weight - description - other - Any questions about how we do this email or message me on facebook or you could even talk to me in school. Enjoy :D |
| Name: Adelaide “Joy” Smithwood Age: 17 Weight: 124 Height: 5’6” Description: Hair:Short auburn hair with a hairstyle of a Posh’s bob, Eyes: Green eyes, Body: she has a small petite build, has a few scars on her legs and one across her back from a car accident when she was younger. Other: lost three friends in a car accident Name: Abel Cyan Age: 18 Weight: 148 Height: 6’0 Description: Hair: messy jet black hair, Eyes: piecing steel-blue eyes (gray) Body: Built a little but no to big. Left arm/hand: usually wears a black band around his wrist Right arm/hand: a burn mark that covers most of his hand. Left leg: none Right leg: none Other: parents are bounty hunters Name: Heath Vinrod Age: 29 Weight: 172 Height: 5’9 Description: Hair: short, buzz cut, brown Eyes: brown Body: slim, you would look at him and think “eat some food dude” Left arm/hand: sleeve of tattoos often hidden by his jacket sleeve Right arm/hand: none Left leg: none Right leg:none Other: Newly homeless. Also…this character can be used by everyone as long as you keep is personality but please wait until I use him the first time. |
| Sorry it's taken me so long.. Name: Naia Carter Age: 17 Weight: 120 Height: 5'3" Body: Curvy, but very muscular Description: Hair: Dark brown, about half down her back Eyes: Black Left arm/hand: Tattoo on the inside of her wrist reading "Illegitimus non carborundum est" [translates to "Don't let the bastards grind you down"] Right arm/hand: Thick, knotted scar running from the back of her shoulder down to just above her elbow Left leg: Multiple scars Right leg: Multiple scars Other: She was a ward of the court [and technically still is] but is currently wandering the streets. Name: Alaric Hunnic Age: 19 Weight: 210 Height: 6'2" Body: Thick and very muscular Description: Hair: Light blond, shaggy Eyes: Piercing blue Back: A tattoo of a cross is between his shoulder blades with angel wings coming from each side Left arm/hand: None Right arm/hand: None Left leg: None Right leg: None Other: Lives in downtown Philadelphia Name: Jade Facet Age: 20 Weight: 105 Height: 5'1" Body: Tiny Description: Hair: Long, pitch black and very curly Eyes: Bright green Back: Tattoo of a faerie on her lower back Left arm/hand: None Right arm/hand: Tattoo of black and red roses drape from her shoulder and down to just below her elbow Left leg: None. Right leg: None Other: Comes from a family of "old wealth"/Attends University of Pennsylvania |
| Name: Hadee Nicole Galen Age: 17 Weight: 132 Height: 5' 9" Body: Lean Hair: falls about and inch past jawline;copper red Eyes: violet Back: None Left arm/hand: silver abstinence ring Right arm/hand: silver charm bracelet Left leg: none Right leg: none Other: regular high school student on senior trip. Name: Caeden Michael Kingman Age: 21 Weight: 210 Height: 6' 3" Body: chisled but not bulky Hair: wavy black, falls to bottom of ears in front Eyes: dark blue-gray Back: scar from left hip to right shoulder Left arm/hand:none Right arm/hand:none Left leg: none right leg: none Other: street savvy; lives in Philly Alistair "Al" Murray Age: 45 Weight: 174 Height: 5' 10" Body: slim hair: balding brown Eyes: hazel Back: Hairy Left arm/hand: none Right arm/hand: Eagle tattoo at shoulder Left leg: none Right eg: none Other: Professor at Penn State |
| Gosh. Someone needs to have people with normal names... Name: Theodore "Theo" Cantor Age: 37 Weight: 197lbs Height: 5'11" Body: very muscular Hair: shaved Eyes: Black, sunken, dark outlines Left arm: none Right arm: none Left leg none Right leg: none Other: Very quiet and withdrawn, wears dress pants and shirt with suspenders and tie Name: Frank Morris Age: 46 Weight: 275 Height: 5'9" Body: fat. Hair: short black, balding Eyes: dark brown Left Arm: two small burns one on the forearm near elbow other in the center of his palm Right arm: scar on hand from little finger knuckle to thumb Left leg: none Right leg: none Other: Corrupt policeman Name: Kate Richardson Age: 24 Weight: 134 Height: 5'4 Body: average, scarred Hair: just below ears, messy light brown Eyes: left is milky white (A scar runs from just above brow to middle of cheek) right is dull gray Left arm: No ring finger scars all up arm Right arm: missing middle and index fingernails. scars all up arm Left leg: jagged scar from mid thigh to knee Right leg: none Other: Mute, doesn't talk of back story |
| The cool darkness rapped around Joy’s body as she stood atop of banana republic. The store was on the busy street corner of Walnut street and South Broad street. Joy had once worked at the store and had recently gotten fired. So getting on top of the building wasn’t to hard of a problem. But getting the courage for the next step was going to be the hardest part, jumping off. Joy’s life has been rough lately and this was the only way she could deal with it. She was behind three months on rent and all of the friends had betrayed her in some sort of way. She had no one to fall back on nor talk to. As she saw it, this was the only way out. She stared down at the little alley way. It was between Banana republic and a local bridel shop, both companies used the alley way for trash. With that in mind, Joy knew that she wasn’t going to be found up for three days, on Tuesday when the trash went. Joy took a deep breath and shook her head, throwing the tears in her eyes left and right . “Why?” She said aloud. “Why? “ I am thinking the same thing.” A man’s voice said . Joy was startled. She stepped back from the edge and quickly looked around to see who was on the roof with her. A man stood near the door which led down into the building. she couldn’t see much of his face or what he was wearing, but see the tip of a cigarette glowing in the darkness. “Who's there?” “Just a stranger who needs a smoke” The man took a drag of the cigarette and the tip grew brighter. Joy stared at the figure in a fear. But then realized that she was being a hypocrite, she was about to kill herself yet when some random guy showed up, she got scared. The worse thing that could happen is that she gets raped then killed. Sadly, joy calmed down. She didn’t care as long as it came to the same result. “So you never answered the question.” The man said. “Why? Why would a beautiful woman such as yourself jump off a building to a painful death.” The man walked to the edge of the building and flicked his cigarette off the edge. Both, Joy and the man, watched as it slowly fell. “It’s the only way out.” She muttered to herself. “It’s the only way out.” This time it was louder for the man could hear. Tears were beginning to come faster. "Is it?” The man said softly as he began to walk towards her. “Yes! It’s the only way. I have no money, I have nowhere to stay, and I can’t find a reason to keep going . “After Joy closed her mouth, she questioned herself about why she was telling a complete stranger her problems. “So you’re going to end you’re life because of that?” the man stood an arm’s reach from Joy. Joy’s body was beginning to shake as he asked the question. Finally her legs gave in and she fell to her knees. She began crying even harder. “What else can I do? It seems like I am running out of options.” The man laughed. “Well, let me give you an option. How about we go get some ice cream?” he reached his hand out toward her. Suddenly Joy’s tears stop and she stare up at the man in amazement. Who was this guy? Did she know him? What are his intentions? And many more questions raced through her head. Even reason why she shouldn’t go, but her mouth betrayed her and said “Yes.” “Great” The man smiled. “it’ll be my treat.” Joy stared down at the roof flooring. Why did she say yes? Why was she going to have Ice cream with some stranger who had stopped her from committing suicide? Joy looked up at the man, his arm was still reached out to help her up. Maybe she would never know. But one thing she did know was that she hadn’t had anything to eat in a few days. So she grabbed the man hand and was pulled up to her feet. “lets go.” {Don’t be afraid to email about a typo or a grammar mistake. :D} |
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