the vampire diaries rewritten: book one

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Oh my poor baby Lillian. After what happened she suffers from ptsd and some anxiety. She tries to move on but it’s like her head is still stuck all those years ago the night the house burnt down, and they were turned. Like there’s a piece missing and she can’t figure out what. Until Santine comes back to town and oh Lillian is going to be absolutely pissed when she finds out what she did to them and on top of that Logan comes back? She’s going to practically beg Luke for them to just leave because she doesn’t want to go through with Logan anymore and how he just abandoned and left them for dry. I’m not sure who she can possible end up with relationship wise though but whoever it is they’ll have to keep the relationship a secret for a while because of how protective Luke and Logan (especially Logan) would be

My babe Scarlett is going to be your typical run of the mill werewolf that personally has no vendetta against the vampires because none has done anything wrong to her family. So when she sees Aura and the situation she’s in she’s immediately going to want to help her regardless of the fact that she’s a vampire and everyone knows they hate the werewolf kind and later on she gets attacked by Kindred and gets turned into a hybrid so yeah that’ll be fun XD

ALSO BET I WILL TOTALLY MAKE A CHARACTER TO BE LOGAN’S LIGHT IVE BEEN WANTING TO DO A ROLEPLAY WHERE A CHARCTER OF MINE ENDS UP WITH A PHYSCO

Like she could be like Elena and be the new girl he meets in Mystic Falls and immediately he’s obsessed and ‘loves’ her and maybe her parents use to be abusive so she sees nothing wrong with their relationship and actually does fall for him and just ignores all the pain that comes with dealing with him because she cares for him and believes that he can be a good person and of course that pisses Santine off and she tries to hurt the new girl repeatedly but of course that doesn’t stop her from wanting to be with Logan until maybe some people on the group see and realize that she needs help and helps her see that them being together is unhealthy and wrong so she breaks things off with him and of course he doesn’t kill her because he’s obsessed with her and then maybe once he turns his humanity back on he can pursue her again and then they end up like Elena and Damon

BET ILL GET ON HER IMMEDIATELY

full name: Quinn Maria Knowles

nickname[s]: Quinny but she hates when people call her that because of her father.

name meaning: Quinn [wisdom], Maria [sea of bitterness], Knowles [dweller by the knoll]

age: 17

zodiac: Virgo

gender: female

sexuality: heterosexual

species: human but will eventually be turned into a vampire

history: Quinn was born to two abusive parents. They had her when they were I high school and neither wanted her but since her nana refused to pay for an abortion and they both didn’t feel like going through the process of adoption they were stuck with her. For years she had to struggle through their abuse until she was sixteen and one of her teachers saw the bruises lining her skin after it was to hot to keep the jacket she normally wore on and called the police. Her parents were charged with abuse and she was sent to mystic falls to live with her grandma.

kin: not worth mentioning. No one but her sweet old nana

love interest[s]: Logan, Logan, oh and Logan.

friends: open

foes: technically Santine

faceclaim: Vanessa Morgan

I’m ready!

I’m ready!

Yay!

Kendall woke to the sunlight hitting her pale cheeks through her window. She blinked to let her eyes adjust to the reality of the morning and she titled her head upward. She watched the breeze gently hit the tree outside her bedroom and watched as the sunlight peeked through the tree branches and seemed to kiss her cheeks. She sat up slowly, her black tendrils falling over her shoulder. A few loose strands fell in her face as she exhaled. She rubbed her eyes sleepily and with one hand, made an upward motion. Her room light switched on as her magic pushed the switch on and she sighed. She tossed her blanket off of her legs and stood. She groaned and stretched out her body, hearing some satisfying pops and cracks. She sighed and walked to her bathroom. She walked toward her mirror and bathroom sink. She grabbed her toothbrush and then her toothpaste and squeezed the toothpaste onto the toothbrush. She ran her hand through her hair as she put her toothbrush in her mouth, beginning to brush her teeth. She looked at her reflection, wondering what it would be like to love herself. She had no trauma to explain why she hated herself. She had a great childhood. She just hated herself. The way she looked, the way she acted, everything. But she wasn't about to let that show. She needed to be strong. She was a Chen witch. She couldn't be weak. She spit out her toothpaste and then rinsed off everything. She sighed deeply and walked back into her room, grabbing her phone. She knew her other best friends were anxious about the first day but she was just ready to graduate. She didn't care about boys or prom or any of that. She just wanted to find some kind of purpose in her life and she knew that wouldn't be found at high school, of all places. She checked the group chat, seeing no one had posted in it that day. She took a quick picture of her making a pouting face and sent it to the group before walking to her dresser. She rummaged through her undergarments as she tried to find something to wear. As she did so, she lazily turned on her twenty one pilots playlist on Spotify and pursed her lips in thought. She found a pair she liked and slipped them on. She checked herself out in the mirror and popped out her hip, raising an eyebrow. She shrugged her shoulders and walked to the closet. She didn't find herself attractive but she also didn't need a man to tell her that she was so she could feel validated. She was way too independent for that.

Kendall searched through her shirts and found one she liked and tossed it onto her bed. She pulled her hair into a lazy bun and hummed along to the song that played. She checked her phone, seeing it was Ode to Sleep. She smiled and danced over to her dresser, swaying her hips to the beat as she picked out a pair of jeans. She tossed the jeans on her bed and decided that she was gonna wear her classic black and white converse. She grabbed a colorful pair of ankle socks and tossed them onto her bed as well. She changed the song and tossed her phone onto her bed. She slipped on the shirt she had chosen and then slipped on the jeans. She sat on the edge of her bed as Kitchen Sink began to play. She slipped on her socks and then her shoes, making sure to tie them tight. She didn't want them to slip off. She walked back over to her mirror to inspect her outfit. She pursed her lips and just decided to stick with it. She thought it looked cute and its not like she was trying to impress anyone. She sighed and walked to her bathroom, her footsteps silent as she walked. She pulled her hair down from the bun and brushed it with her brush, humming along to the song as she did so. She looked in her reflection and began to twist and pull her hair into the style she wanted to do. She loved doing different hairstyles as often as she could and she felt like today was a double bun kind of day. She finished her hair and thought for a moment about what to do with her makeup. She put on her foundation as she switched her music station. She smiled as Lady Gaga played and she blended in her foundation. She applied her concealer as Teeth began to play. She sang along, swinging her hips to the beat. She felt suddenly very sultry but that was the power of Gaga. Kendall rolled her hips, her hands above her head. She giggled and let herself get lost int he music. She adored dancing and would love to do it professionally but she was a witch. She could never have a normal career. The teen powdered her face and contoured before she pursed her lips. She applied her eye shadow and blended it all out. She applied eyeliner and then looked down at her phone, checking it. She had a few texts from a few people she knew but wasn't super close to. She had been asked out numerous times by different boys in her grade and above but she just wasn't interested in dating. She was still a virgin in every aspect and she was perfectly fine with what. Kendall applied mascara once she saw no one of importance had texted her. She put on some falsies as well and then rummaged through her makeup for the pink color she wanted. She applied the lip tint and hummed. She looked at her makeup in the mirror, pretty pleased with it.

As she walked back out to her room, she grabbed her headphones and plugged them into her phone. She put one earbud in as Marry the Night began to play. She sang along softly and danced over to her back pack. She slung it over one shoulder and jogged down the stairs. She saw her father at the end of the dining room table, in a suit and reading the newspaper. Her younger sister was beside him, eating her Fruit Loops quickly. Her mother was putting away the groceries she had just bought. Kendall hummed along to the song in her ear and grabbed an apple from the center of the table and kissed her father's cheek. She usually walked to school, as much as her mother tried to encourage her to drive. Kendall enjoyed walking. She liked having that time to clear her head. She walked over to her mom, kissed her cheek and then to her sister, Lara Jean. Kendall pinched her younger sister's cheeks and her sister swatted her away. Kendall giggled and silently waved a goodbye to them before she jogged out the door. As she walked out of the house and toward her school, Born this Way played. Kendall smiled ear to ear and danced along, seeming to walk to the beat. She seemed to strut as well, the song giving her the confidence she always seemed to lack. She sang along as she walked, slipping her backpack onto her other arm as well for support. She had a pep in her step as she made her way to school, her smile on her lips. Kendall arrived at school as the song ended and she jogged up the stairs to the front of the school. Mystic Falls High. How mundane and boring. Kendall internally groaned as she walked through the doors. She kept her headphones in and turned her head, looking for her friends. She saw Rose and Andrea chatting a few feet away. She took a step toward them and almost instantly collided with a tall figure. She went falling to the ground and she groaned, cursing under her breath. She stood, anger in her dark eyes. She shoved the tall figure, looking up at his face. She was taken back, he was actually really handsome. But didn't seem to notice things around himself. Kendall nevertheless, stared him down with heat in her eyes. "Watch where you're going, asshat." Kendall barked, her eyes slits. She grumbled and shoved past him, walking over to her friends with a heavy sigh.

Landon woke to his alarm blaring in his ear. He groaned and slammed his fist down on his alarm clock, hearing a crack. He cursed under his breath, hating his own strength. He tossed the blankets from his legs and sat up, blinking quickly. He rubbed his eyes and then pulled the alarm clock to him, trying to assess the damage he had done. He saw a few cracks but it seemed to still be in working condition. He just didn't want his brother to have to have buy him another alarm clock. He had broken three alarm clocks since the beginning of the month. Landon ran a hand through his hair and pursed his lips. He sat on the edge of his bed, his hands in his black hair. He was a depressed teen, he couldn't lie. He felt guilt for not being able to save his parents from savage vampires. He blames himself for his brother having to deal with his werewolf curse and suffer every full moon. He had a lot of guilt and regret for being so young. With all these emotions, he usually worked them out by writing or working out. He looked over at his alarm. 6:00 am. He stood quickly and slipped on some grey sweats and threw on a navy blue hoodie. He slipped on his running shoes and grabbed his phone. He grabbed his Bluetooth headphones and connected them to his phone before jogging down the stairs. As he made his way to the stairs, he peeked into his brother's room. He saw him sleeping on his bed, bills and papers in his hands. He seemed to have passed out while taking care of the bills. Landon frowned softly and approached his brother. He grabbed the bills and papers from his older brother's hands and then set them on the night stand beside him. He pulled up the blanket to cover more of his brothers sleeping form and then walked out of the room. He jogged down the stairs, putting both headphones in his ear. He jogged out the front door and made sure to shut it behind him. He then began to run down the road, his pants soft and controlled.

As Landon ran, he imagined his parents. How bloody and torn apart their bodies had been. Warren hadn't let him see so his imagination just ran wild. Landon growled lowly, hoping he ran into the vampires that murdered his parents one day. He'd rip them to pieces, like they did his parents. He didn't care if he had to activate his werewolf curse to do so. But he was going to make them suffer. He grunted and pushed himself to run faster. He tuned out the world around him as angsty punk rock music blasted from his headphones. He ran, feeling his legs throbbing. He panted and pushed himself to run faster, as if he could outrun the guilt he felt. He found himself following a trail into the forest he usually took but he hadn't the past few times because of the murders. He jogged to a walk and panted heavily, letting his muscles relax for a moment. He pulled out one headphone and looked around. He only heard birds and a few insects. No bloodthirsty vampires, yet. He turned, his blue eyes investigating the surrounding trees. He was a werewolf by birth but hadn't activated his curse yet. His brother practically was forcing him not to. Landon would hate the turning but he felt so weak compared to the things that go bump in the night. His brother was naturally stronger than him but he also had the full werewolf strength. Landon was only at half power, even with adrenaline and muscles. He wished he could have the powers and strength but not the tormenting turn every month. He pushed himself through some thick brush and sighed deeply. He checked his phone for the time. 6:30 am. He walked the path through the woods for a moment, his music and a few early rising birds the only thing lingering in the air. He turned the walk into a jog and slowly got back up to a run as he made his way through the path. The path circled back to his home so he figured it was pretty convenient. Landon came back to his house about thirty minutes later and jogged inside, panting. He locked the front door behind him before rushing up the stairs. He stripped off his sweaty clothes as he came into his room. He threw them into the hamper and walked to his bathroom. He took a quick and steamy shower, wrapping the towel around his waist. He wasn't the type to care about his appearance so he usually just threw on whatever. He dried off his body and tossed some clothes he thought would look good together onto the bed and dried off his hair. He slipped on some boxers and then looked at his reflection. He had muscles sure, but nothing compared to his brother. His brother was practically a God. He huffed and threw on the clothes he picked out. He inspected the outfit in his mirror and shrugged. Landon grabbed his sketchbook and his sketching pencils and tossed them into his backpack. He dusted off his outfit before slipping on his shoes and slinging his back pack over his shoulder.

Landon jogged down the stairs and saw his older brother brewing some coffee and making breakfast. His brother opened his mouth to speak but Landon just grabbed an apple. "Sorry, I don't want to be late. I'll eat some once I get home. Save me some!" Landon spoke and called out as he moved out the front door. Warren sighed and just blinked as he watched his brother go. Landon hopped on his bicycle and pedaled to school. He luckily was only a few minutes away. He made his way, the music playing from his headphone softly. He hummed along as he made his way to school. He came up to the busy school and put his bike into the bike rack and locked it. He sighed and looked around, wondering how this year was going to go for him. He blinked and made his way inside the building. He stood off to the side, already annoyed with the students his age. He turned his gaze and saw a beautiful strawberry blonde. He smiled softly, watching her. She was effortlessly beautiful and it nearly took his breath away. He blinked and watched her smile and interact with who he guess was her friends. He blushed softly and shuffled off to his locker, knowing he'd never have a chance with a girl like her.

Lillian Blackwell

vampire - sixteen - heterosexual - single

When the alarm clock in Lillian’s bedroom it took everything in the sleepy beauty’s power not to throw the device across the room. Grumbling under her breath, full lips parting to let out an annoyed huff she pulled her hand from out under her thick warm covers to grab her phone and turn off the ever annoying alarm. It was still oretty early and with the assurance that she could in fact just spend a few minutes lying in bed since it was only five thirty the brunette swiftly turned over and pulled her covers over her head. She didn’t care if it was the first day of school. She didn’t want to be back in this dreadful town. All it did was bring up bad memories that Lily wanted to forget forever. Her parents abusing her and her siblings, the fire, the murder, Logan abandoning them like the coward he was to search for Santine despite the fact that they all know she died in the fire and he was going on a wild goose chase and just left them for her. So much for family over whores. Yeah she said it Santine was a whore who had been seeing both of her brothers at the same time! Lillian had no idea why the two had been so okay with it, especially Logan considering how possessive he was, but Lillian had never like her. Ever. It just didn’t seem right that all that extremely bad stuff didn’t start happening until she showed up like her parents being murdered, the fire, and them being turned into vampires. Luke says that she’s being paranoid but could anyone blame her? Why would she ever want to come back here? Especially back to school. She was hundreds of years old for pete sake. The only reason she even agreed to come back was because Luke wouldn’t stop bothering her about it. Eventually they’d have to leave again, people would begin to notice that they weren’t showing any signs of aging and would start to get suspicious. The only reason they were managing to pull off living here again was because their something great Nephew James owned the place and was going to pretend to be their uncle. She felt like one of those teens who’s grandma had another baby and the outcome was that you had a uncle or niece that was significantly younger than. Same could be applied here but the man was nice enough to let them live here..or maybe he wasn’t just scared of pissing off to blood drinking vampire. Though Lillian and Luke never really hunted off people. Yes they drank human blood but they always got it out of blood bags they’d get from the blood bank. Killing wasn’t really in either of their mottos and she wanted to keep it that way. She wasn’t like all the other savage vampires..at least that’s what she told herself to keep herself from feeling like a monster.

After just laying in bed for a good thirty minutes Lillian decided she needed to get up and get ready for school. She had a car and stuff but she wanted to go with Luke. She might have grown up in this town but that was decades ago with entirely different people and considering she had anxiety and some ptsd from their childhood and what happened in her teen years she only ever really felt safe when around Luke. He was like the father she deserved but never received. Sitting up in bed her cholesterol brown hair fell down to frame her face and shoulders. Running her hair through the tendrils a few times in a small effort to get rid of some of the knots. Letting out a soft yawn, her mouth parting to show off her pearly whites, she pushed the covers off her frame and went into the bathroom. Since she always took long relaxing baths at night to help her sleep better and hopefully keep her mind calm enough so she wouldn’t have nightmares there was no need for a shower or bath this morning. Turning on the water facet she took care of some basic personal hygiene while she played some music from her phone. You know brushing her teeth, washing her face, so on so forth. Spitting out her rinsing water and grabbed her towel wiping off her mouth. Grabbing her phone she quietly hummed along to the song as it played, her feet light and airy as she walked. Lillian was a dancer. Her parents had never wanted to pay for dance lessons when she was younger son she appealed to the dance instructor and would clean the studio in exchange for free lessons. Those were one of the only good things in Lillian’s life at the time. Sad of course but she wouldnt trade those lessons for the world.

Placing her phone on the dresser, a song by Billie Ellish playing, the young beauty squated down. Rummaging through her undergarments she found a really cute bra. Well now to just find the other one. Lillian wasn’t the most organized person so her underwear was never in pairs so she normally tended to wear mix matching pairs but today she wanted to feel like she had some sort of balance in her life so she took the extra time to find the matching pair. Smiling in victory Lily stood back up. Shrugging off her clothes and throwing them into her dirty clothes hamper she threw on the garments. Some would find it incredibly to sexy for a sixteen year old girl but considering the fact that she was only physically sixteen but was decades older it was perfectly fine. It wasn’t like anyone at school was going to see them, this was just a self confidence boost for her. Something to help her calm her nerves in a weird way. Licking her lips she waltzed over to her closet. Pulling out the outfit she had picked the night before she gave it one more look over just to make sure it was appropriate. Tossing it on the bed she went over to her dresser and grabbed a bottle of lotion. Sitting on the bed she quickly spread the mixture onto her skin, loving the sweet aroma it provided. After that she quickly got dressed. Finishing pulling up her black knee high socks she put in her black boots. Standing she spread her hands over her black long sleeve shirt and black and tan plaid skirt. Walking over to the mirror, her heels making a slight sound against the wood flooring, she inspected her outfit. Twirling she smiled softly. She thought she looked cute. Like she was trying but not trying to hard. Like she actually cared about her appearance but wasn’t getting dolled up to impress anyone. Since she didn’t like makeup she skipped that part and went straight for the hair. Grabbing her brush she silently brushed the thick locks out. Once she was satisfied she grabbed a black hair scrunched and pulled her hair into a ponytail, leaving a few strands out to frame her face. After that she applied some strawberry flavored lipgloss and considered herself done. Grabbing her book bag she left her room, going down the staircase quietly. Hearing music she assumed Jaymes must be playing his guitar the woman took no mind in it and went to the refrigerator. Pulling out a blood bag she took her sweet time drinking from the clear bag filled with blood as she took out a pop tart from the cabinet and popped it into the toaster oven. Despite not needing to eat anymore since she was technically dead Lillian still loved ‘human’ food. She didn’t like just drinking blood it got to boring after a while. Once she was finished with her breakfast she went outside to see Luke waiting for her. Without a word she climbed into the passenger side of the car. On the ride to the school Lillian remained silent, just letting the music fill the air. When they arrived she silently listened to her brother speak. Letting out a sigh she turned her head to look at the man. “Okay I’ll try.” Maybe she might join cheer or dance or something. It would be nice not being cooped up in the house all day. Exiting the car she followed Luke inside but not long after some girl bumped into him and someone tried to make it seem like it was his fault. “How do I always seem to forget teenage girls can be such bitches?” Lillian said to Luke, blue eyes glaring at the girl’s retreating figure. If she had to deal with people with snooty attitudes like that all year she would have a migraine every single day.

Scarlett Reed

werewolf - seventeen - bisexual - single

By the time six o clock rolled around Scarlett was already up. Call her an early bird if you want but she had wanted to get a good run in with her wolf before school today. Walking back up the back way to her house Scarlett shook out her white fur quietly. She had gone for a long run and felt great now. Smelly but great. After shifting back into her human form she grabbed her robe off the back porch and swiftly pulled it on before entering her home. Locking the door behind her she quietly climbed the stairs to ensure she didn’t wake up her parents. After making it up to her bedroom without being caught she sighed softly. It wasn’t that her parents cared if she shifted but with the murders going on they didn’t want her going out alone. Scarlett wasn’t afraid though she knew she could protect herself. Maybe this was just the fact that she had never personally met one or had a bad experience regarding them but the blonde wasn’t really afraid of vampires. Yeah she knew it was strange but whatever. Going into the bathroom she turned the water facet on and stood back to allow the water to get hot. Shrugging off her robe she hummed softly. Once the water was the temperature she wanted she took a quick shower just to get the stink off her. Couldn’t show up to school smelly now could she? Getting out she went over to her mirror. Grabbing her tooth paste she squeezed some out on to her toothbrush and went to town on her teeth. She had a thing for really clean teeth. After finishing she went into her bedroom. Flopping on her bed she grabbed her phone she unlocked the device. After spending a few minutes playing some random games to pass the time and allow herself to air dry she went to her messages. Pulling up her friend Warren’s number she sent him a quick text.

‘Morning dodo brain 🤪’

Truth be told she did have a big crush on the man. I mean how could she not? He was gorgeous, a werewolf like her, hard working, family oriented with the way he took care of his brother, and he was a really good friend and wasn’t the best relationships the one when you two were friends before hand anyway? She thought so at least. Maybe when she was eighteen she’d have the courage to tell him how she felt, she was just afraid of ruining their friendship. She didn’t want to loose him. Grunting she tossed the phone down with the intent to get dressed.

Picking out a cute simple black bra and underwear set she shrugged it on. Scarlett was pretty confident in herself. She just hoped no one saw her as the stereotypical dumb hot blonde because she was far from dumb. She got straight A’s and everything and already had a college picked out in mind for when she graduated. After putting on some lotion and perfume she went over to her closet. Shifting through the articles of clothing she picked out a cute summery tan dress. Smiling she pulled on the dress and looked herself over in the mirror. She remembered buying this a few months ago with her mom but had wanted to save it for something important and what was more important than the first day of school? She needed to make a good first impression. Grabbing a pair of flats she pulled them on her feet suddenly grateful that she had been bored enough the night before to paint them a lovely red color. Leaving her hair in ther natural soft curls she grabbed her bag and left. Running downstairs she went into the kitchen. Making herself a bowl of cereal she ate it while watching Shane Dawson on YouTube. His conspiracy video were the absolutes best hands down. No competition. After she was done she took the time to clean her bowl and spoon. Less dishes to wash later.

Grabbing her car keys she went out into the garage and climbed into the Jeep. Driving off she played songs by Britney Spears as she drove, probably making a fool of herself as she sang along like a mad woman. What could she say, when she felt a song she really felt that song. Pulling up to school she parked her car, lucky to get a spot before they were all gone. Taking a minute to check her appearance she supposed she looked like she was at least at a seven..er seven and a half. Climbing out of the car she made her way to the school, jogging up the stairway. Pushing past the doors she looked around. Spotting Landon she smirked and stalked over to the boy. “Whatcha looking at?” She asked, placing her arm on his shoulder and practically using him like a arm rest. They always had a relationship like this though. Despite being friends they acted more like bickering siblings.

OMG I stopped following the thread because I figured it was either dead or you guys didn't want new people, I know I only gave it like three days(I checked just now) but I had also been a part of a bunch of other threads at the time that I figured it was a no go here, I've just been browsing for new threads and I saw it was still active, if you'll have me, I would still love to join. Sorry ma dude, I hope you didn't think I was standing you up.

It does, so I'm gonna start the forms tonight, I'll make two or three, I normally play one or two but I can make a third if you want me to make more, and I should be able to finish them tomorrow or the next day, though I can be pretty slow making forms just to let you know.

That's actually perfect because I usually play males, so I think that's what I'll do, I'm gonna make them now and periodically update my forms, though I will tell you once their finished as well. Also last question, do you have a plotting thread, I don't wanna get this thread too messy with plot posts, I'm big on plotting even though I usually forget half the plots I've made. Also also, my activity is usually I post once ever couple of days, though I stand by the rule that once I post I have to let three other people post before I post again because I have a pet peeve of people flooding threads. So usually I'll post with that in mind. Anyways long story short I'll get on my charries now and then read through everyones posts to get caught up.

I'm okay with that, I think since I'm only gonna make three, I'll pick one that I want to survive and the other two will be open to death this season and then I'll do the same for the next and so on, does that sound good?

Also yeah I actually would prefer a private message, I've been a part of a longstanding Divergent thread(since January last year) and we've all bonded a lot by being able to post anything on a plot and chat thread instead of keeping it strictly business but it's up to you, if you don't mind it, I won't push it.

Anyways, my thoughts on characters will be that I'll probably make one bad boy, one nerd type or basically a dude with low self-esteem/the one who's always pointing out how all the ideas will likely end in death and what not, and ma girl will either be a boss ass bitch or a super girly girl who is oppressed by her parents and is kinda just flung around like a possession by everyone until she snaps and is like I'm done with this and then turns into a badass.