Post by thunderhawk20 on Jul 23, 2012 10:58:03 GMT -5
This RP is NOT about alan wake but the STORY of another character I made who lives in a some what same prediciment as he did and is also a writer, his name is Ginji Caravan. now that I have that out of the way, allow me to show you the story... I think....
My name is Ginji Caravan, and i'm a writer, I never expected to make it big, and I never did. But I always had some fans of my stories, I couldn't write for about a year and then headed to a place named couldren lake to get my mind reinvigorated... little did I know that this place was home to a darkness that would take control of me and use my writings to make it stronger enabling it to become free from its murky prison and unleash its wrath upon the world...
The darkness, who used the mask of an old woman clothed in black to deceive their enemys, made me write a story in which darkness rained all over the world, it took control of me, used me, but their was still part of me in their, I wrote my escape into the story and weakened it. I was free, but I didn't finish the story.
It was only a matter of time before it regained its strength to attack me and finish me off.
the darkness was able to create mooks called the "taken", they looked like everyday humans, but shrouded with darkness, the darkness, acted as a shield, it protected them from harm, the only way to get rid of that darkness was by shining light on it for a certain period of time, once done their shield is gone but not dead, it takes around four bullets to kill them off... but this is only teaching you how to survive against them...
I was on the run to the light house, it was the last safe place in the world from the darkness...
My name is Ginji Caravan, and i'm a writer, I never expected to make it big, and I never did. But I always had some fans of my stories, I couldn't write for about a year and then headed to a place named couldren lake to get my mind reinvigorated... little did I know that this place was home to a darkness that would take control of me and use my writings to make it stronger enabling it to become free from its murky prison and unleash its wrath upon the world...
The darkness, who used the mask of an old woman clothed in black to deceive their enemys, made me write a story in which darkness rained all over the world, it took control of me, used me, but their was still part of me in their, I wrote my escape into the story and weakened it. I was free, but I didn't finish the story.
It was only a matter of time before it regained its strength to attack me and finish me off.
the darkness was able to create mooks called the "taken", they looked like everyday humans, but shrouded with darkness, the darkness, acted as a shield, it protected them from harm, the only way to get rid of that darkness was by shining light on it for a certain period of time, once done their shield is gone but not dead, it takes around four bullets to kill them off... but this is only teaching you how to survive against them...
I was on the run to the light house, it was the last safe place in the world from the darkness...