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I've made a character that comes to Nome about 7 months before the epidemic in 1925. If you want to see the story (which is not bad if I do say so myself) Just post your e-mail on this topic as a reply and I can send it to you. I haven't typed it all on this computer but I'm working on it. Hope you'll like it! It's kind of a love story with some suspense mixed in with it. I've always liked a little bit of affection in movies.

P.S, you can vote on the poll after you read it to tell me your opinion.

Just an sugestion:

One way for the "spammers" get our e-mails is when someone type it in a forum post. Whey you put your e-mail on your forum profile, the forum desno't alow spamers gets the email, so, what you can do for this:

Who want to read the story, just post here that want to read, and then you send it for its e-mail clicking on the e-mail button below the post.

If ya want can send the story for my email

Thiago

Mmm...B3freak, why not just copy/paste it here? Wouldn't it be more simple that sending it to everyone?

I don't know do you think 14 pages would take up more space on here than you wanted? And by the way Thiago, I hadn't thought about that. That's a very good point. I'll just click the e-mail thing from now on. Thanks for the suggestion!

Which one, Nick? Is it We Are Family? Mine is only ten pages on Word currently.

I don't mind the space; text doesn't take as much space as pictures do. So, go for it.

So do you guys want the story?

Pointless question...of course!

Call me extremely ignorant, (i never had a use for them) I don't know exactly how to copy/paste stuff. Like I said i never had a use for those tools.

Or you can do the same by selecting all your text, clicking right on the mouse -> copy, then in the text box here, click right -> paste.

Thanks a whole lot guys!

He saw an orange-like glow as he heard the door open and footsteps on the wooden floor. He opened his eyes and what was once an orange-like glow was now the bright Alaskan sun shining in through the kennel's open doors. He squinted as his eyes focused and got used to the sudden light. It was racing day in Nome. The kennel manager was getting them all up and ready. He wasn't used to this particular place. He had arrived late the night before and was just getting used to his new bed at the kennel when what the other dogs called the human alarm clock walked in. "Okay boys, rise 'n shine!" He got up, shook off, and gave himself a few seconds to get fully awake. His name was Teal He was tall and muscular. His coloring was black, white and and gray streaked purebred Alaskan malamute with blue eyes that looked like they glowed. He walked out of the kennel and onto the snow. This was where he belonged. The snow was home to him. IT was his element. Since he was new, he just sat down and waited for his owner to come find him. Teal was a lead dog, and a good one. He'd won district champion three times in a row in Ontario. He had his weaknesses of course, but he had good self discipline and he never let them show when he was running. A man approached him, who Teal presumed was his musher, took him by the collar, led him over to the front of the sled, and put the harness around him. All the feelings and rushes that came with the feeling of that harness across his deep chest and running across that snow came back to him. He had been travelling for 5 months from Ontario to Alaska, and he had gone almost stir-crazy from either sitting on a plane or a train. Now all the sensations of racing flooded back into his mind. It was hard for him to sit still. Very hard. After about 5 minutes the mushers walked up and directed the three teams to the starting line. The crowd had been growing rapidly. All he wanted to do was start RUNNING. He wanted to make a good first impression for the other dogs. Especially Steele. Teal was about Steele's size, and Teal's pedigree was as good as Steele's or better. They were both good lead dogs, but Teal's disposition and nature was much better than Steele's. Teal was a kind dog, not proud, maybe a bit cockey at times but that was absolutely not his main attitude. The mushers were at their places on the back of the sleds. The starter stood behind them. "Ready! Go!" He shouted as he fired a pistol into the air. Teal's reflexes were quick. He started tugging and pulling with all he had. He didn't see it, but his team's start was so abrupt and strong, it almost threw the musher off the sled! Teal was in his right place now. Running with a harness around him, six dogs behind him, wind rushing past his face, and snow under his feet. It made him happy and sober at the same time. Steele was coming up from behind him. He had his usual 'race face' on: Tongue out, vicious expression on his face, and a greedy/evil look in his eyes. Teal glanced at him, then at the other team coming up behind him on the other side, fixed his his gaze on the narrow pass ahead, and put on more speed. He was not going to lose this one. He didn't. He came ripping across the finish line in first place about ten feet in ahead of Steele's team. He slowed to a stop. All the other dogs that had not raced were crowding around him. "Nice job, Teal, nice job." Steele had walked up behind the group, but they didn't see him. "Man, Steele was further behind than I've ever seen him!" Another dog said. "He's not as fast as he thinks he is." Steele couldn't believe what he'd just heard. Were they really saying that he wasn't the best? He'd been top dog in Nome for so long, and nobody had dared say otherwise. Now they did. Quickly his anger rose against Teal and he resolved to teach him a lesson when he had him alone. He stormed away from the circle, furious that an outsider, not even in Nome a full day, was stealing all his attention.