@Carantathraiel
Do you ever sit back and think 'How much shit can I put my character through without driving them insane?'??
Do you ever sit back and think 'How much shit can I put my character through without driving them insane?'??
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STATUS: I'm sorry for being so quiet. School became very hectic with graduation and I will have to enter into another long hiatus. Thank you for your understanding. 8 yrs ago
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I'm sorry for being so quiet. School became very hectic with graduation and I will have to enter into another long hiatus. Thank you for your understanding.
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I have a lot going on for midterms so I may not be able to respond much this week.
8 yrs ago
When past Rp plots were so good, you find yourself re-reading them all the time.
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I think, with my current work load, I'll be able to post again but no more than 2 Rps at a time just to be safe. I'm waiting on previous partners to respond before going to my request thread.
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I'm oOWonderKinOo, I'm interested in Fantasy Role-play mostly, but I'm willing to consider others if the plot is good. ^_^ I usually write 2-3 large paragraphs on average. I like Role-Plays that have a good plot.
A little about myself. My hobbies are drawing, playing MMORPGS and video games in general. I like Anime/Manga or anything in the Sci-fi Fantasy genre. I'm in college and also work for my college. My schedule allows me a lot of down time.
If you are interested in doing a 1x1 Rp with me, you'll find a link to my request thread in my signature. :)
If you are in a Rp with me, please don't rush your posts on my account. Write at your own pace. In my experience, writing always turns out a lot better when you've taken your time. If you love what you've written, it will show.
I guess I'll add more as I go.
A little about myself. My hobbies are drawing, playing MMORPGS and video games in general. I like Anime/Manga or anything in the Sci-fi Fantasy genre. I'm in college and also work for my college. My schedule allows me a lot of down time.
If you are interested in doing a 1x1 Rp with me, you'll find a link to my request thread in my signature. :)
If you are in a Rp with me, please don't rush your posts on my account. Write at your own pace. In my experience, writing always turns out a lot better when you've taken your time. If you love what you've written, it will show.
I guess I'll add more as I go.
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@Atrexiel
Yea, you do have a point. ^_^; It's been pretty dark.
No unicorns ya say? What about rainbows? All kidding aside I look forward to your response.
Yea, you do have a point. ^_^; It's been pretty dark.
No unicorns ya say? What about rainbows? All kidding aside I look forward to your response.
@Atrexiel
Posted. Looking back at yours, I don't feel as bad. I forgot that yours was a bit on the long side too. I hope mines is as interesting. Let me know if I should change anything.
Posted. Looking back at yours, I don't feel as bad. I forgot that yours was a bit on the long side too. I hope mines is as interesting. Let me know if I should change anything.
Who knew it would take the whole class period to get their sculpture to stand properly? It was such a frustrating process, that Laura decided to throw as much as would fit into her locker in the art building and just walk to work form campus. The distance was a bit long by most people's standards, but Laura didn't see it that way. The distance never seemed to be an issue, if she was running late, she could always jog to work. In fact, she liked the idea more and more. It was a lovely day out and the wind running through her hair would be rather relaxing after an arduous day in the studio applying layers upon layers of duct tape to a sculpture. She didn't want to have to drag all her belongings onto the bus then throw them all into her room and then walk from there to her work.
Only carrying her back pack which had only a couple text books in it, she felt like a huge weight had been lifted from her shoulders. She supposed it was a large weight, given all that she had earlier. Blowing out a huge sigh, she stepped out into the day and stretched. It was a while before she had to clock in, so she could take her time. A lighthearted tune began to chime out from her backpack. It had to be Angie, one of her roommates. She must have gotten out of her micro economics class. Angie often called her to chat while she waited for Laura to join her on the bus back towards her apartment. She was one of those people who didn't like times of silence and absolutely had to talk to someone, which was usually Laura.
She had just barely answered the phone and Angie was talking so fast that she could only laugh.
"I'm guessing that ego maniac did most of the talking again?" Laura was referring to a guy in Angie's lecture that was always interrupting the professor to either ask questions that always sounded like he doubted their professor to actually know what she was talking about, or to make some long winded answer to a question given in class.
"Yeeeesssss." Angie groaned into the phone.
"We hardly got through 12 of the 30 slides she had for that lecture! AND there was some stuff in the latter part that I didn't quite get! I wish that guy would wake up with no vocal cords next class!" She grumbled.
"That's a bit harsh don't you think?"
"No! He's not even helping the class! He's just wasting time! I hate how Professor Lane is too nice to tell him to shut the hell up!"
"You could always tell him to shut the hell up." Laura said teasingly.
There was a long pause from her roommate. "Hey, where are you anyway? Aren't you getting on the bus?"
"Nah, I'm just going to walk to work from here."
"Laura! It's like a two or three miles from campus AND you BETTER not take any weird back roads! There are freaks out there Laura do ya hear me?!"
And there she went. She knew she shouldn't have told her, but Angie was just trying to make sure she was safe, which she appreciated.
Angie was like the mother of the two roommates she had. She liked to cook for everyone and reminded them when stuff was due or to get shit done before it was too late. So, in a way, Angie was annoying and lovable just like a mother.
The lecture persisted for the better part of twenty minutes before Laura finally told her she had to go. In all honesty, she really didn't have to, but she couldn't handle much more of that. "Fine! But you better call me when you get your ass over there!"
"I will! I will! Promise!" She urged then finally got Angie to hang up the phone.
Shoving the phone back into her book bag, she slung it over her shoulders and continued her walk.
For the most part, the walk was very pleasant, of course there were some less favorable places, but every route had that right? Passing the lines of coffee shops and restaurants that thrived off of the college crowd, she looked up at some of the older buildings. They were older but well kept by the city's cultural committee. They put a lot of effort into preserving the more historic part of the town including some old light houses some 10 miles from the city. It was odd that there weren't a lot of people out that day. Usually there were people walking their dogs or making their usual trek from the college to one of the apartments near by. A swift breeze tussled her hair and brought a relaxed smile to her face. She loved windy days, which happened often since she lived so close to the ocean.
Not wanting to think about Angie or her sculpture, Laura readjusted her bag and started to jog a little. The exertion would help keep her mind off of things and allow her feel the breeze once again. There was something so wonderful about the experience but she couldn't really explain it to anyone else despite how often she tried to. Her roommates would chalk it up as something to do with being a 'spacey art student'.
There was a steady rhythm to her pace that she did in fact, begin to space out. So much in fact that her thoughts wondered to her dreams of falling. It wasn't the scary sort of falling either, it was like she wanted to fall. To embrace it. It wasn't always falling in a traditional sense either. It was sometimes like she was falling up or to the side and some times is was like she was weightless.
The only thing that shook Laura from her lingering thoughts was the violent and unexpected twirl she had before making contact with the harsh ground. She could hear the rough grunts of someone above her, then she felt their weight on top of her. Whoever it was that hit her was trying to wrench her arms back, pulling at the straps of her back back and trying their best to use their weight to pin her down. Heart pounding, mind racing, she struggled against them and flung her head back as hard as she could. It connected with something with a sick crack and there was shortened cry followed by a sharp pain like she had cut her head. Her attacker groaned and rolled off of her enough for her to scramble out from under them. It was a large man wear a dark university hoodie and sweats. He held his hand over his mouth and there was blood and his eyes were squeezed shut in pain.
There was no time to think about what he wanted, she couldn't risk it! So she ran, her legs eating up ground in long strides. Normally, Laura was fast but even more so when she was terrified. The amount of speed she had was almost unnatural, not that she could pay attention to that now. All that mattered was putting more and more distance between her and the man that forced her to the ground. How long it took her to get to the flower shop, she didn't know and didn't care. Rushing through the door made the two small bells attached to it clang in an awful way causing Todd, one of her coworkers to look up with a start. "What the hell happened to you?!" He exclaimed. It had taken her that moment to realize there was blood dripping off her arms from where she had skinned them on the sidewalk. The first thing that managed to tumble from her quivering lips was,
"I got to call Angie.."
Only carrying her back pack which had only a couple text books in it, she felt like a huge weight had been lifted from her shoulders. She supposed it was a large weight, given all that she had earlier. Blowing out a huge sigh, she stepped out into the day and stretched. It was a while before she had to clock in, so she could take her time. A lighthearted tune began to chime out from her backpack. It had to be Angie, one of her roommates. She must have gotten out of her micro economics class. Angie often called her to chat while she waited for Laura to join her on the bus back towards her apartment. She was one of those people who didn't like times of silence and absolutely had to talk to someone, which was usually Laura.
She had just barely answered the phone and Angie was talking so fast that she could only laugh.
"I'm guessing that ego maniac did most of the talking again?" Laura was referring to a guy in Angie's lecture that was always interrupting the professor to either ask questions that always sounded like he doubted their professor to actually know what she was talking about, or to make some long winded answer to a question given in class.
"Yeeeesssss." Angie groaned into the phone.
"We hardly got through 12 of the 30 slides she had for that lecture! AND there was some stuff in the latter part that I didn't quite get! I wish that guy would wake up with no vocal cords next class!" She grumbled.
"That's a bit harsh don't you think?"
"No! He's not even helping the class! He's just wasting time! I hate how Professor Lane is too nice to tell him to shut the hell up!"
"You could always tell him to shut the hell up." Laura said teasingly.
There was a long pause from her roommate. "Hey, where are you anyway? Aren't you getting on the bus?"
"Nah, I'm just going to walk to work from here."
"Laura! It's like a two or three miles from campus AND you BETTER not take any weird back roads! There are freaks out there Laura do ya hear me?!"
And there she went. She knew she shouldn't have told her, but Angie was just trying to make sure she was safe, which she appreciated.
Angie was like the mother of the two roommates she had. She liked to cook for everyone and reminded them when stuff was due or to get shit done before it was too late. So, in a way, Angie was annoying and lovable just like a mother.
The lecture persisted for the better part of twenty minutes before Laura finally told her she had to go. In all honesty, she really didn't have to, but she couldn't handle much more of that. "Fine! But you better call me when you get your ass over there!"
"I will! I will! Promise!" She urged then finally got Angie to hang up the phone.
Shoving the phone back into her book bag, she slung it over her shoulders and continued her walk.
For the most part, the walk was very pleasant, of course there were some less favorable places, but every route had that right? Passing the lines of coffee shops and restaurants that thrived off of the college crowd, she looked up at some of the older buildings. They were older but well kept by the city's cultural committee. They put a lot of effort into preserving the more historic part of the town including some old light houses some 10 miles from the city. It was odd that there weren't a lot of people out that day. Usually there were people walking their dogs or making their usual trek from the college to one of the apartments near by. A swift breeze tussled her hair and brought a relaxed smile to her face. She loved windy days, which happened often since she lived so close to the ocean.
Not wanting to think about Angie or her sculpture, Laura readjusted her bag and started to jog a little. The exertion would help keep her mind off of things and allow her feel the breeze once again. There was something so wonderful about the experience but she couldn't really explain it to anyone else despite how often she tried to. Her roommates would chalk it up as something to do with being a 'spacey art student'.
There was a steady rhythm to her pace that she did in fact, begin to space out. So much in fact that her thoughts wondered to her dreams of falling. It wasn't the scary sort of falling either, it was like she wanted to fall. To embrace it. It wasn't always falling in a traditional sense either. It was sometimes like she was falling up or to the side and some times is was like she was weightless.
The only thing that shook Laura from her lingering thoughts was the violent and unexpected twirl she had before making contact with the harsh ground. She could hear the rough grunts of someone above her, then she felt their weight on top of her. Whoever it was that hit her was trying to wrench her arms back, pulling at the straps of her back back and trying their best to use their weight to pin her down. Heart pounding, mind racing, she struggled against them and flung her head back as hard as she could. It connected with something with a sick crack and there was shortened cry followed by a sharp pain like she had cut her head. Her attacker groaned and rolled off of her enough for her to scramble out from under them. It was a large man wear a dark university hoodie and sweats. He held his hand over his mouth and there was blood and his eyes were squeezed shut in pain.
There was no time to think about what he wanted, she couldn't risk it! So she ran, her legs eating up ground in long strides. Normally, Laura was fast but even more so when she was terrified. The amount of speed she had was almost unnatural, not that she could pay attention to that now. All that mattered was putting more and more distance between her and the man that forced her to the ground. How long it took her to get to the flower shop, she didn't know and didn't care. Rushing through the door made the two small bells attached to it clang in an awful way causing Todd, one of her coworkers to look up with a start. "What the hell happened to you?!" He exclaimed. It had taken her that moment to realize there was blood dripping off her arms from where she had skinned them on the sidewalk. The first thing that managed to tumble from her quivering lips was,
"I got to call Angie.."
Oh my, This looks like it's going to be long. I'm sorry. I didn't think I would write this much.
@Atrexiel
I tend to plan somewhat loosely for the future. Like, right now. I plan on having a few strange instances happen to Laura. Similar to what you explained Dennis experiencing.
Yea, it's taking a bit to get my thoughts in one place, but I'm pretty good for posting 1-2 times a day give or take. I have a job that allows me to bring my laptop and work on stuff when I'm not helping customers.
I'm starting to finish things up mostly talking about the area around campus before getting to the exciting part.
I surely hope we tear it up! I always look forward to spinning interesting stories with my partners.
I tend to plan somewhat loosely for the future. Like, right now. I plan on having a few strange instances happen to Laura. Similar to what you explained Dennis experiencing.
Yea, it's taking a bit to get my thoughts in one place, but I'm pretty good for posting 1-2 times a day give or take. I have a job that allows me to bring my laptop and work on stuff when I'm not helping customers.
I'm starting to finish things up mostly talking about the area around campus before getting to the exciting part.
I surely hope we tear it up! I always look forward to spinning interesting stories with my partners.
@Atrexiel
Having a coastal city does open up more opportunities for our characters to embrace their elements more.
Yea, that sounds like a good idea concerning us playing npc's to interact with until our actual characters get a chance to talk each other. I wonder how they will first actually interact with each other since they are so different. Let me know if you have any ideas.
I'm getting started on the post now.
Having a coastal city does open up more opportunities for our characters to embrace their elements more.
Yea, that sounds like a good idea concerning us playing npc's to interact with until our actual characters get a chance to talk each other. I wonder how they will first actually interact with each other since they are so different. Let me know if you have any ideas.
I'm getting started on the post now.
@Atrexiel
Oh ok, so I city off the ocean. The buss fell into a river that fed into it right? I'm just asking out of curiosity and wanting to understand things a little better. It doesn't have much to do with what I'll be writing. ^_^;
Oh ok, so I city off the ocean. The buss fell into a river that fed into it right? I'm just asking out of curiosity and wanting to understand things a little better. It doesn't have much to do with what I'll be writing. ^_^;
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