- Posting Speed
- 1-3 posts per day
- Online Availability
- Varies due to health issues.
- Writing Levels
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- No Preferences
- Genres
- Fantasy, Sci-Fi, Slice-of-Life, Adventure, Modern
He could feel the eyes baring into his back. For Nuru, stares of onlookers was far too common. His abnormally notable height, his slender figure, and the mask he wore to cover his face- they all worked together to give him an air of mystery, one that he didn't intentionally create. He just was how he was- and his eyes being seen bothered him. Thus, he finished off his peculiarity with a special mask- half frowning, half smiling. Like this, no one could see his face. Unfortunately, they saw right through his 'normal' attitude pretty quickly.
It was finally the end of another grueling investigation. He had just left the police station, having helped them find the culprit for a string of murders caused by curses. He left his sister in there, in charge of the paperwork. Nuru couldn't handle such tedious tasks. He was always looking for new curses to solve. He was certain that if he solved more, he'd be able to figure out who cursed him to see them in the first place.
Suddenly, he saw one- a girl with a collar around her neck. No one else noticed it, because no one else could see it. That green collar was certainly a curse- and if it was, he had to find out what kind.
Cautiously, Nuru walked up to the girl in question. He wasn't sure how to start the conversation. He couldn't say he saw a collar around her neck like a dog- that would just sound suspicious. So, he did what his sister had taught him. "Excuse me, miss. Is anything bothering you?"
It was finally the end of another grueling investigation. He had just left the police station, having helped them find the culprit for a string of murders caused by curses. He left his sister in there, in charge of the paperwork. Nuru couldn't handle such tedious tasks. He was always looking for new curses to solve. He was certain that if he solved more, he'd be able to figure out who cursed him to see them in the first place.
Suddenly, he saw one- a girl with a collar around her neck. No one else noticed it, because no one else could see it. That green collar was certainly a curse- and if it was, he had to find out what kind.
Cautiously, Nuru walked up to the girl in question. He wasn't sure how to start the conversation. He couldn't say he saw a collar around her neck like a dog- that would just sound suspicious. So, he did what his sister had taught him. "Excuse me, miss. Is anything bothering you?"