[quote=Etcetera]
Realistic is debatable, but most aren't as in depth as ours.
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What do you mean not realistic? With narrative roleplay, you can really show what's happening. Instead of what I'd said with Soren originally:
[quote=whizzball1]
Now let's begin. *closes the laptop and it turns back into a phone. He puts it in his pocket and starts walking toward the base. When he reaches the door, two armoured ponies come out and search him. They find only the phone and violin, and let him in. The door stays open long enough for Ridge, Tempo, and Rhythm to come through unnoticed*
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That could become, in narrative roleplay:
[quote=whizzball1]
Soren nodded as Ridge, Rhythm, and Tempo confirmed their understanding of the plan, and then the laptop folded into a tablet, shrinking into a phone. He placed the phone in his pocket and looked around, making sure that the other three were undetectable. Then he started walking toward the base, his moccasins padding across the grass softly. He could hear the calm sounds of the world around him, the birds tweeting, the mice scurrying through the grass, the wind blowing through the trees and rustling their leaves. But he knew that it wouldn't be this calm for long. It was a dangerous mission they were embarking on, and this was only the calm before the storm. He sighed as he thought this, and decided to take his mind off of that for now. 

His eyes drifted down to the grass under him, and he smiled as he watched the grass bending lightly under his soft shoes. He was usually very light on his feet, considering that in addition to his musical talent, he was also a formidable dancer. He knew how to move without a sound. He laughed lightly as a small mouse scurried up to his shoes and sniffed them, wondering what these could be. He made sure not to step on the mouse, since it was a source of humour for him, and he wanted his mood lightened before what could go horribly wrong. That thought drifted through his head for just a moment before he dismissed it and looked back up.

There, before him, was the door of the base. He stepped in front of it and knocked, before stepping back and waiting. Two armoured ponies came out, and seeing Soren, quickly recognised him and scowled. The Spirit of Chaos was the subject of the Order's scorn, after all. Soren sighed, but said not a word. The ponies searched him, checking his pockets, trying to find any weapon that he might be carrying. They found only the phone in his pocket and the violin he held in his hand. He nearly always carried an instrument with him, and instruments were, as it seemed, harmless, and so they ignored it. They nodded when they finished searching him and let him inside. Soren walked inside, the grass replaced by a metal corridor, and the door was left open for a few seconds, long enough for the three others to come in undetected.
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Either way, it can be in-depth and realistic. I'm not trying to change the style of the RP, I love it this way, just proving a point :P