C'mon guys...
The Scotsman
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I love those times when you've got a few really good, high-potential stories in the making and all you wanna do is write. It's like all my stars have aligned.
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I love those times when you've got a few really good, high-potential stories in the making and all you wanna do is write. It's like all my stars have aligned.
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8 yrs ago
I also feel like the idea that there is now a hypothesised generational divide between people who used to 'RP' on IM and people who write good content on forums is pathetic. Why start this crap?
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8 yrs ago
You could also have long-form stories over text, however complaining about long-form, detailed posts (as this began as), seems both ludicrous and worthy of IM.
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8 yrs ago
Sometime it's less about writing some shitty slice-of-life RP in IM, and more about creating a coherent and valued story among like-minded people. Something you'd need an actual platform for.
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8 yrs ago
I always forget how quiet it is here in the British mornings. Timezones are not our friend.
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LOL I suck at sprinting. I swim yards not meters, but my 100y time is like a 1:02.78 or something. Which converts to like a 1:09.81 for SCM. I'm only fourteen, but there're girls my age going 57 flat or better.
Girl, you are speaking my language. I was still competing with the little kids when everyone else my age was storming the 59 in training. I legitimately know someone who can go a 1.00 for 100 breast. It's the craziest thing you've ever seen, almost magical.
Character Sheet
Name: James 'Jim' Brody
Age: 19
Sex: Male
Gender: Male
Height: 6'1"
Major: Astrophysics
Occupation: Waiter at a local restaraunt
Hobby: Swimming, Jim is a huge swimming fan.
Personal Theme-Music: Ludovico Einaudi - Experience
Example of Speech: "I genuinely believe, 100%, that aliens are real. Are you kidding? Seriously? Where's your proof, goddammit!"
Example of Action: Jim sat in the chair, fingers twitching, eyes focusing on the girl across the room like a laser tracking beacon. "Do it," she said. He stood up, and slowly strutted his way to her. Body tense, eyes locked, footsteps careful. He leaned down, one hand softly cradling the velvety skin of her neck, the other combing her hair behind her ear, a glowering intensity between the two. His hand moved behind her head and pulled out a quarter. His lips moved closer to her ear and breathed, "Ta-da."
Description of Voice: Intense, passion behind every word he says. Not deep, but not high pitched either. Enough to give the impression that he isn't a boy, and not a man, but someone who should always stay a teenager and enjoy life.
Physical Appearance: Standing around 6'1" and with an athletic, lean build to help his swimming. Dirty blond hair, icy blue eyes and a long 5-inch scar running diagonally on his back from when he was a kid and fell out of a tree and landed on debris left underneath it.
@The Scotsman Sweet! I live in a smallish town too; I'm the best five hundreder on our team by like a minute.
As far as how I exist, lots and lots of yardage. I went into high school when I was eleven and the only race I actually had a chance to make states in was the five hundred... I qualified, got thirteenth (missed finals by .03 freaking seconds) and my coaches have been grooming me to be a five-hundred-er since then. My high school coach is an idiot, however; she thinks that forcing me to do 7800 yards in less than two hours is going to be conducive to my ability to swim. (For the record the one time she gave me that workout I managed 7300 in an hour and a half and then she called me out and I did another 500 sprint off the blocks. And afterwards I was so dizzy my teammates had to drag me out of the water and literally carry me to the locker room.)
I've always butted heads with my coaches because I have the build for a distance swimmer but I get bored and lazy so I can't do anything over 400 before I lose track and kinda just paddle along. That's super shitty, that .03 seconds thing. I missed Nationals by about 2 seconds (so, y'know, a long ass time), but it still hurts. Out of curiosity, what's your 100m free time?
OH YOU'RE A SWIMMER, COOL!!!
What stroke? I'm a distance freestyler. I go a 5:51 500 yard and a 20:58 1650. And strangely a 5:54 400 IM. XD
@The Scotsman
I was a sprint breastroker. I don't know how you distance swimmers exist, I cringe when I hear about swimming at that speed for 20 minutes. I was a 1:20~1:15 though. I wasn't particularly any good at swimming, but we don't live in a big region...
Better, I hope?
@The Scotsman
OH.
No. Lol. It's for the high school bands in this area. I'm a clarinetist for a teeny tiny school (We have literally thirty kids in the band, and that's like 5th through 12th grade...) I should be first chair going by playing ability but seniority wise I'm the new girl so I'm stuck with the third and fourth parts that no one else wants. D:
I've seen Whiplash, I can now understand what 'first chair' means. That sucks though, if you deserve the spot you should get the spot. Pain in the ass when I used to swim as well.
Character Sheet
Name: James 'Jim' Brody
Age: 17
Sex: Male
Gender: Male
Height: 6'1"
Major: Astrophysics
Occupation: Waiter at a local restaraunt
Hobby: Swimming, Jim is a huge swimming fan.
Personal Theme-Music: Ludovico Einaudi - Experience
Example of Speech: "I genuinely believe, 100%, that aliens are real. Are you kidding? Seriously? Where's your proof, goddammit!"
Example of Action: Jim sat in the chair, fingers twitching, eyes focusing on the girl across the room like a laser tracking beacon. "Do it," she said. He stood up, and slowly strutted his way to her. Body tense, eyes locked, footsteps careful. He leaned down, one hand softly cradling the velvety skin of her neck, the other combing her hair behind her ear, a glowering intensity between the two. His hand moved behind her head and pulled out a quarter. His lips moved closer to her ear and breathed, "Ta-da."
Description of Voice: Intense, passion behind every word he says. Not deep, but not high pitched either. Enough to give the impression that he isn't a boy, and not a man, but someone who should always stay a teenager and enjoy life.
Physical Appearance: Standing around 6'1" and with an athletic, lean build to help his swimming. Dirty blond hair, icy blue eyes and a long 5-inch scar running diagonally on his back from when he was a kid and fell out of a tree and landed on debris left underneath it.
Let me know if everything here is alright.
Thanks man! I also have to give you praise for your colourful descriptions, they do a good job of painting the atmosphere.
I hope you understand that if Cecil says nasty things about your characters, it's him talking, not me xD
Thank you! I completely understand, I have this abusive dickhead character in another story and one person in particular keeps getting offended when I (my character) says anything. It's just about playing the character. Anyway, I'm really enjoying it.
Sorry I was at music festival. I'll be posting shortly.
It's fine. Anyone good playing?
Great post Tancuras! Cecil is going to be fun.
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