I have no idea what to write >_< Should I just have her wandering around or something? LKSDJFLAD I DONT KNOW!!!!
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Mom is out of the hospital so I might actually have time to rp but we'll see
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'yo sis we need a thot slayer there's too many thots want to join the thot police we're recruiting'
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should I return?
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If that ain’t a college mood
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“Hullabaloo, and howdy doo! Musty prawns, and Timbucktu! Yeltsy-by, and hibbety-hoo! Kick ’em in the dishpan! Hoo hoo hoo!!”
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I do plan on finishing my CS today, I just need to make her bio and skill set.
EDIT:
Also, I didn't know if I should make it clear in the Initiation part that Hero was able to take down the crocodile on the basis of knowledge that all the strength in a crocodile's jaw is in biting rather than opening, thus it would be easy to keep the mouth shut. There was no clear transition to put it in, so I didn't, but I don't know if that'll be a really important tidbit later.
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Also, I didn't know if I should make it clear in the Initiation part that Hero was able to take down the crocodile on the basis of knowledge that all the strength in a crocodile's jaw is in biting rather than opening, thus it would be easy to keep the mouth shut. There was no clear transition to put it in, so I didn't, but I don't know if that'll be a really important tidbit later.
@Apokalipse Did I miss anything? Or is there anything you'd like to add, my lovely Co-GM?
Just a reiteration of substance. What helps me is that, when you're writing don't think "is this enough?" but rather "does this aptly explain my character in some way?" If you write something, and it doesn't somehow contribute to the way your character acts the way they act, then it's not needed. Aka, ages in the bio. They are not one age, it is a summary of the important events in their life. Also, when writing a personality, you do not always have to use this, but I find it helps sometimes: the Japanese believe people have three faces (alone, with friends, public). It is how they act in these three situations and it helps setting the bulwark for a great personality paragraph. With bio, don't just write about adulthood. Write about birth, childhood, teenage-hood, and then the current situation they are in now.
General Information
Name: Evergreen Lemõsè
Age: 230 (looks 19)
Gender: female
Title: none
Species: elf
Alliance: dragonian
Okay, so a lot of people don't understand the title bit. But basically, it's an honorific; for instance, nowadays in English speaking countries, people call doctors Dr., married women Mrs, single women Miss, ambiguous women Ms., and men Mr. However, because it has a high fantasy element and a hierarchy similar to medieval Europe (kingdoms, etc. etc.) in place of these we have Madam, Lady, Princess, etc. It's a show of hierarchy.
Relationship Information
Sexuality: virgin
Sexuality does not infer a person's sexual experience, rather a person's sexual feelings towards another being. Homosexual, Heterosexual, Sapiosexual, Asexual, the list goes on.
Siblings: one half-brother, a Japanese human swordsman by the name of "ketsueki kuchi"
Not much of the world has been noted, but considering it's fantasy, "Japanese" or "American" or any other ethnicity may not necessarily exist in this land.
Personality
Evergreen used to think of herself as the queen of the forest... at the young age of 20. She lives in the tree tops, feasting on berries and nuts, always weary, never trusts anyone when she first meets them. She has very few friends, preferring to be secluded and alone. Definitely not a fan of anything artificial.
This in itself does not tell people much at all about her personality. A CS is like a guideline to a character in order to understand how another character may react to her and conversely. However, seeing her CS, I have no idea how Sabira or Elspeth would feel about Evergreen. Instead, it seems as if this character is rather a stereotypical unfleshed character: the lone female protagonist who hates other people until a man comes and melts her heart.
When making a character, it is good to think of what her flaws are, what her good points are, and how she can grow as a character/person.
Skills: an arrowsmith and archer, as well as being skilled with a Japanese tanto knife, she is a force to reckoned with on the battlefield. At home however, she is a gardener.
What are her weaknesses?
Biography:
born in to a family very low down in the hierarchy, evergreen was always looked down upon by everyone. She was the laughing stock of all the noble families and always the "peasant tree" or "that one rotting apple" and her personal favourite: "you there, move."
She was the daughter of a silversmith and a maid; which never gave her much hope in the fun game of "your mother sucks because:"; a childhood favourite of everyone except herself.
Her fortune turned when she entered the eleven school of woodland magic and fighting, when on a mandatory ambassador tour, the Prince noticed her and took a special liking to her, for her talent and looks. Suddenly she had become the big name, the adopted daughter of the king of elves.
But it all changed when the fire nation attacked king was assassinated, and the royal family exiled from the treetops. Forever. She lived in the forest for many years; feeding on berries, honing her skills and fining out her fighting technique.
It was sheer luck; or maybe fate; that brought her upon the emerald green egg that held the spawn of a dragon.
How did this affect her as a person? How did she feel about the events that transpired? More details should also be provided, reading this, I am still lost as to who Evergreen is as a character.
Something else for everybody is that presentation can change how people perceive a character a lot. And I don't mean you have to have fancy writing, or fancy pictures, or a fancy setup, but grammar, nice syntax, correct sentence structure can make your character go a long way. I'm only mentioning this as a way for people to grow as writers. What helps me is thesaurus.com, as well as writing everything in a word document (or google docs, which is free) first in order to spellcheck.
@WhiteStar19
Would it be preferred to have one gender over the other? It's not like J will change appearance every post or anything like that.
I think what Whitestar means is preferred pronoun. What would J prefer to be called, by female pronouns (she/her) or male pronouns (he/his) or perhaps even singularly-used plural pronouns (they/their)? Also, is J agendered as in they do not prefer to be any gender at all, or genderfluid where sometimes J feels like a girl and sometimes feels like a boy?
@Apokalipse
Sorry, I completely forgot that Elspeth was finished.
Alright, so will you define in the biography what made her personality change so abruptly? Because it seems like a few things could have. In your personality, you stated that there was a life even when she was seven that made it change. Was it when she left Sabira or when her mother died or when she met the assassin? I would like that to be a little more... prominent I guess is the word.
When you say counterfeit... do you mean like papers? Or just right out stating that she's someone she's not? That's in the skills portion... Besides that, everything looks alright.
It was mainly abandoning Sabira, sorry I'll make that more obvious. And when I say counterfeit, she's just a liar. She's never who she says she is. S'all good, things get hectic. I'll edit her to be more specific when I get home
I'll post my character in the new CS tab. I need to catch up in some other RPs but I'm hoping to get all caught up and have my opening post here today. I still don't have relationships lined up. Dor will probably only interact with Goods for in the first post so any one with a Good character feel free to PM me and we can hash that out sometime before my post. Look at me, overestimating the amount of time I'll be able to devout to writing today
Also I caught a tiny mistake
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Ah, danke. When I have time, I will fix it XD
Okie doke artichoke. I'll make Dor a schedule when I have the time ^_^ (All i literally do is randomize it and make sure that none of the first years have that class...it's so easy yet so confusing...perhaps because I haven't slept)
@Bishop
I am in no way the GM or co-GM so you do not have to listen to me at all, I just thought I'd offer some criticism. His personality and biography read a lot like a summary or hook of a book rather than a synopsis of who he is and why he is that way. Instead of talking about what will happen in the future, you should talk about his past and present.
Another thing is, even with his CS, I have no idea who he is. His personality is not explained very well and his past, like why he became a fallen angel, isn't very clear either. The only thing really being said is "I hate being controlled which is why I left heaven" over and over again in different ways.
Is he an optimist, pessimist, or a realist?
When he talks to someone, is he sarcastic, aloof, or friendly?
is he selfish or selfless?
Humble or arrogant? Maybe even insecure?
That's just my two cents. Ultimately, you don't have to listen to me and if you don't, I won't take it personally just as I hope you don't take this personally, either. (:
I am in no way the GM or co-GM so you do not have to listen to me at all, I just thought I'd offer some criticism. His personality and biography read a lot like a summary or hook of a book rather than a synopsis of who he is and why he is that way. Instead of talking about what will happen in the future, you should talk about his past and present.
Another thing is, even with his CS, I have no idea who he is. His personality is not explained very well and his past, like why he became a fallen angel, isn't very clear either. The only thing really being said is "I hate being controlled which is why I left heaven" over and over again in different ways.
Is he an optimist, pessimist, or a realist?
When he talks to someone, is he sarcastic, aloof, or friendly?
is he selfish or selfless?
Humble or arrogant? Maybe even insecure?
That's just my two cents. Ultimately, you don't have to listen to me and if you don't, I won't take it personally just as I hope you don't take this personally, either. (:
Don't forget to check the notes
Monday, August 24, 2015
Somehow, for some reason, Aella thought her sixth year at Salem Witches' Institute would feel different. Perhaps she would have felt older, or more confident, maybe even arrogant - rather, Aella felt the same. Aella did not feel older or wiser, neither smarter or dumber; just simply Aella Persephone Strand. And Salem Witches' Institute still felt the same, as well. The Peregrine was a nightmare, as always, filled with incidents that Aella would rather block out of her mind - 'is it possible that people will remember be spilling my root beer everywhere?' - and horrible small talk that drove her insane. So insane that Aella ended the trip laying in her bed in the Peregrine Hotel, watching the road roll by and listening to the squabble of Mercury and Pluto - 'God damn, it's just a cheeseburger!' After exiting the small car, the Institute looked the same as well. Tall with bland red bricks and questionably nude statues of random, unimportant women. Even the dorms felt the same; dizzying starry night blinking and encompassing every window and ceiling. Despite how much she loved stars, it was a bit of a nightmare, really - somtimes Aella was afraid she'd wake up floating in the middle of the black, abysmal space with only burning embers surrounding her. Nevertheless, it was the same fear she had since her first year at Salem. Even the annual welcome feast, given by Headmistress Endicott felt repetitive and tiring: no magic in the halls, curfew at ten, study hard, etcetera etcetera.
It was undoubtedly this unbroken schedule that left Aella feeling unsatisfactory when she woke up that Monday morning. The crushing idea of school settled on her shoulders as she crawled from beneath the comforter, nearly tripping out of bed. She didn't bother with a shower, or to look extra cute on the first day of school - afterall, why should she bring up everyone's expectations of her when she had no intention to upheld such assumptions. Instead, Aella raked a brush through her hair and through on the typical polka dotted button up with the customary red cardigan and simple black pencil skirt, only rivaled in darkness with the freshly shined Mary Jane knock-off flats. The only out-of-ordinary item on her was her rainbow striped knee-high toe socks which appeared disgusting and unflattering when with everything else. But Aella obviously didn't care.
Aella was not a morning person - quite the opposite really - but she made it her mission every year to wake up early in order to write a letter, as was tradition, to literally send to the stars. So, Aella ambled into the Good dormitory den and slouched into one of the cushioned red chairs, tucking her feet underneath her. Scratch parchment had already been laying out, from some forgetful student no doubt, and Aella didn't particularly care if it was needed by said student or not. Snatching it from the clutter of miscellanious objects, Aella retrieved her favorite quill - a semi-expensive ostrich-feathered one that she had recieved from her father once he learned about wizarding predilection towards such utensils (he thought the oversized plume was hilarious) - and begun writing. She didn't say anything of importance, of course, but the usual - Dear Whom It May Concern, I understand you believe this concerns you, it does not. Put it back. This is for my future self, not some snot-nosed brat who thinks they are so cool. - and an added note - P.S. we do not have the thighs to become a stripper, study harder. And after she wrote the letter, she folded it into a nice square and wrote the year in large, looping numbers so no current student would read it.
It was at this point that others began to awaken and so the blonde hurried to the window. She wound up her arm and, thrusting with all her might, propelled the letter out into the starry night sky, hopefully to never be retrieved - like, ever. With her letter written, there was only one more thing left to do before classes: eat to her heart's content.
Aella skipped out of the parlor with her ratty messenger bag slung onto her shoulder. She paid no heed to the gossiping portraits, or the snoring statues, and only stopped skipping once she entered a more used corridor. After that, traveling became slower and several minutes passed by before Aella made it into the Great Hall.
Much to her disappointment, the Great Hall looked the same as well. It had the same ugly yellow and white wallpaper that was only barely tolerable and too-light wooden tables stretched the length of the room. And, dining like kings and queens, the teachers' table was situated on a raised platform as if to solidify their authority. As per usual, the four heads of houses stood at the ends of their respective tables, waiting for students to come to them for their schedule. Professor Baladeva, the head of Warren, looked perpetually annoyed as she waited at the table, looking immaculate as always. Impatient, the white-haired professor continued to glance at her watch as if it would make the Warren students come faster. Professor Bellona, the head of Tituba, was chatting with a seventh year student, presumbly about potions, and looked slightly pleased with herself. When Aella's eyes went over to Professor Conall, she couldn't help but sigh in reluctance. The head of Good was currently fixing his hair, looking in the reflection of a spoon, all the while making ridiculous faces. For a moment, Aella wondered if it was truly worth it to get her schedule and she pondered the consequences of running away right at that moment. Unfortunately, Professor Conall had great memory and, more unfortunately, noticed Aella right away.
"Oi, centaur! Come get your schedule." Professor Conall shouted, his voice echoing in the room. Those nearby chuckled slightly, not because it was particularly funny but rather because a student was being called out and they had been conditioned since the age of five to laugh at the weak. Aella felt her cheeks heat up to a beet red as she dragged her feet to Professor Conall, snatching the schedule out of his hand.
"Is that really appropriate, Mr. Conall?" Aella mumbled, out of protest rather than actually out of care.
"Why wouldn't it be appropriate, Chiron?" Professor Conall asked, losing interest in the conversation but humoring Aella either way.
"Er, no reason." The blonde backtracked, shifting on her feet anxiously. "Nevermind."
Something about a student's embarassment must have thrilled the History of Magic teacher as he immediately perked up and leaned in, smiling, "Spit it out, Nessos."
Having played her hand, Aella let a gust of air escape her mouth before she allowed herself to speak about the forbidden topic: the Rebellion. "Well, you know, with the whole Alphard and Fomalhaut thing. I just thought that...forget it, it's stupid."
Professor Conall seemed to understand what Aella was getting at and, in a weird display of respect, decided not to comment on the subject, but rather shooed Aella away with a reassuring yet dismissive hand. "Go, go, you're boring me with your politics, horseface."
Aella sat down in one of the ivory seats at the Good table - it was the Good table in name only, students and teachers didn't particularly care who sat where - and slapped toast and crepes onto her plate. It was only midbite into her eggs that Aella remembered her schedule and peered down at it through bleary, still-sleepy eyes:
"Damnit, I have transfiguration first." Aella swore under her breath; as testament to her bad luck, Professor Conall heard her as he was passing by and he gave her a good, punishing thump on the back of her head. Aella allowed the small pressure to hit her, sinking into it and letting her head thump onto the table, flecks of food settling in her hair.
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