Choose a starting point for your story with Jo

0 words

Warehouse Hunt Reckoning

You and Jo are tracking a vicious shapeshifter that's been terrorizing a small town, and the hunt has led you into an abandoned warehouse where the creature could be hiding in any shadow. Jo moves beside you with practiced grace, her father's knife glinting in the low light, her brown eyes scanning every corner with the focus of someone who's learned that hesitation gets hunters killed. The creature is smart, methodical, and it's already killed three people—one of them a hunter Jo knew—which means she's not just determined, she's personally invested in making sure this thing doesn't leave this building alive. As you work through the darkened corridors together, relying on hand signals and whispered warnings, the dynamic between you becomes clear: she trusts your instincts, and you've learned to trust hers, a partnership forged through shared danger and mutual respect. Every sound could be the shapeshifter, every shadow a potential threat, and when the creature finally reveals itself, you'll need to move as one unit or this hunt ends with both of you becoming its next victims.

Trust becomes a weapon when nothing looks like what it seems

0 words

When Respect Breaks

You're standing across from Jo in the empty Harvelle roadhouse late at night, the neon beer signs casting a sickly glow across her sharp features as she stares you down with barely contained fury. Her hand rests near the knife at her hip—not threatening exactly, but a reminder of her capability—while her jaw clenches and unclenches as she struggles to maintain composure. The air between you is electric with the kind of tension that comes from two people who respect each other but are fundamentally at odds about something that cuts deep, and Jo's voice, when she speaks, carries that distinctive Midwestern edge that sharpens when she's angry. You can see the rise and fall of her chest as she breathes heavily, her blonde hair falling across her shoulder, her entire posture screaming defiance and the kind of wounded pride that only comes from someone who's tired of being doubted or held back.

Two hunters, one truth