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 Posted: Mon Aug 14, 2006 11:02 am
This is where new members may post their information when they join, so that they may be picked up by RP masters. Your Username, preferred RP styles, and an RP example would be great here.
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Posted: Sat Aug 19, 2006 6:56 pm
Umm...Hi! ^^ Im Lady Reyith, [though when people get to know me they like to call me Rey.] And I pretty much like all Rp styles...I'll do anything, although I preffer fantasyish/midevil time stuff. Modern one's are fun too, though. Aaaand...for an example...here ya go! ^^
[[FINE ill make stupid paragraphs...*grumbles*]]
A stray autum breeze with a crisp cool feeling to it curled playfully around a young woman's slender heels, lifting her longer black skirt to reveal one inch-heeled boots that ended at her ankles. With her bare hands laced behind her back the girl walked down the sidewalk in the quiet time of day just before sunset, when the sun touches the earth with it's blazing light, as if trying to grasp onto the land and hold it there while it was being swallowed by the darkness.
Jaqueline came every day to this same park to witness this same thing every day. It had always facinated her, how fivilous things were, even the sun, to try and hold onto life just a moment longer. She would come and sit on the same black iron bench and quietly watch the setting sun with great intent, as if it would show her something worth seeing. She now sat, her black-gloved arms folded together as her dull green eyes stared unwaveringly at the dying sun.
She loved to watch death, even if it was just the death of the sun, knowing it would come up again tomorrow and purify the world of darkness once more. She loved death and despair. For some reason it called to her as nothing else in her life ver had. Why did she come here? The thought crossed her mind as she brought up a hand and brushed the stray hairs on her temples that she had allowed to escape the bun that held the rest of her somewhat long blonde hair. To witness death? To find something that would be interesting? Maybe some creature of the darkness would choose this deserted park where children roamed freely during the day as his playground of the night. She laughed at this thought, knowing it to be absurd. Why would a vampire choose such a place for his nightetime rituals? It's practically the exact opposite. Still, she had nothing better to do, so there Jacqueline sat, and there she stayed.
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Posted: Sun Aug 20, 2006 2:33 pm
((Wow, Long Paragraph...))
I am Rethrage, umm, In most Rp's I am Suke, I love ninja Rp's, and Midieval. Sci-fi isnt really my thing. But yeah i will do it, umm, I will do everything, just I wont be to motivated at some things.
Example.
He stood with a blade in his hand, blood dripping from the tip, he had a large grin on his face, he raised the sword in the air and stabbed it in the ground, before his bloodied opponent. The wind blowing in his hair, he turned, "I didn't want to fight you, it was your choice. Your mistake.'' He said not looking back at his opponent. He made his way to the forest and wandered inside, wondering what kind of things would be lurking in here, he was looking for a special flower to brew the potion that could save his loved one. Apparently he had the family mark of the greatest warriors a thousand years ago on his face, all he new was that it was a scar, but the man who fought him said he must prove his strength by beating him becasue of it.
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Posted: Mon Sep 18, 2006 6:47 pm
What's up. I'm icuna1001, who usually plays Icuna in RPs. I like fantasy or modern RPs the most, though I will generally try anything once.
An RP example:
Icuna tore the page from her tablet, crumpled it up, and burned it in the monochromatic flames of her Manafire spell. It was rough, but her enchantment had worked; a shield was now stuck in the ground before her, as in the drawing.
She grinned, though cheering inside, and started to sketch something new. After a short while, a drawing of a hand grasping a tightly rolled scroll of parchment was on her tablet. She tore it off, crumpled, and burned it a before. This time, though, a scroll materialized in her left hand; the enchantment had worked a second time.
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Posted: Tue Oct 17, 2006 12:05 pm
Yo I be Skaskea...umm...I love Fantasy/medieval stuff. I do think that some modern one are fun...depends on some stuff...oh and I sometimes like futuristic ones. Here be meh example! ^^ YAY!
WHOOOO!
Sleep was only moments away. Marcus's eyes were weighing heavy, practically begging to close...so he gave into their wish and fell into a deep sleep that only a few people he knew could break. His body was awkwardly positioned on the bed top. His feet were on the pillows, his head hanging off the end of the bed, and his arms were going every which way. His sisters always laughed at him when he was contorted this way, but to him it was the highest peak of comfort. Now all there was, was darkness with a small light at the end. Maybe it was beginning of a dream...or a nightmare.
Marcus was staring off at a giant black blanket of mist approaching his village. He could sense many dark and dangerous beings within this cloud of death. Too many! But as he spun around to run from it, it was already to late, the blanket had reached the town. The first thing he saw when he turned was a dark figure with glowing red eyes staring at him. Marcus screamed and shot a wave of thought at it. The thing effortlessly dodged it and charged forth towards Marcus with it's hands reaching towards him. Then another being came to his rescue and took the hit...in it's face! It fell to the floor limp and lifeless. Marcus looked down hesitantly and looked at the body. The one who had taken the hit was his little sister, Kyla. Marcus burst into tears and looked back up at the creature who did this to her and discovered that it was him! He stood there looking at a mirror image of himself, but instaed of looking at a scared boy he saw an emotionaless killer behind it's eyes. "Stay away from me!" He screamed out in terror in both reality and in this hell of a nightmare.
Then in the midst of things he heard Mariah's voice break through the cloud of darkness. She seemed to be really mad at him. One moment later his eyes broke open as she unlocked his door with her powers. He stared at her blankly as she stood there...pissed off. By now he had completely forgotten about the nightmare and was set on something more terrifying, his sister. "Umm...this isn't what it looks like?" He finally said after a minute of silence. He sounded unsure of what he had just said.
There are you happy now you made me write! *pouts*
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Posted: Thu Nov 16, 2006 11:36 am
Username: Daleluck1313
RP Name: More often then not either Dale or Degu
Preferred RP Styles: Fantasy and modern, though I will try anything really.
RP Example: Dale stared at the man in the phonebox on the opposite side of the road. He was Dale's next target, and he wasn't going to let anyone here him. He walked into a nearby building and to the third floor and looked out of the window. He was still there. He opened the window, looking around to see if anyone was nearby, though everyone seemed to be to interested in buying sports gear (ah, it was a sports shop he had walked into). He looked out of the window, loaded his revolver and added a custom made silencer to it, then taking careful aim...
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