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How do you want us to deal with short conversation points in this role play? As you can see I did the revert edit, but I know a lot of people aren't huge fans of this.
Since a character asked a question directly at mine I went back and edited in my characters response. This way I don't get forced with either posting a short reply or waiting for five other things to happen before replying and the conversation is drowned out by all the other actions and conversation that happened.
Normally a collaboration post is easiest but with us doing a group conversation I wasn't sure what the Gms would like us to do. Eager for input going forward :D
Also check the very last part of my post @LokiLeo789 As I replied to your characters reply there.
Since a character asked a question directly at mine I went back and edited in my characters response. This way I don't get forced with either posting a short reply or waiting for five other things to happen before replying and the conversation is drowned out by all the other actions and conversation that happened.
Normally a collaboration post is easiest but with us doing a group conversation I wasn't sure what the Gms would like us to do. Eager for input going forward :D
Also check the very last part of my post @LokiLeo789 As I replied to your characters reply there.
What should we expect to have happened from the time skip? Should we just assume someone comes and does role call so most people know the names of others? Would there be a "time skip" post from one of the Gm's?
Devin continued to remain silent as a few other cars arrived and dropped off individuals. It had been long enough that Devin was starting to wonder what the plan exactly was. Why were they being dropped off in what apparently was a field? Thoughts of practical jokes or worst thankfully hadn’t entered his mind, but he was figuring something was delayed or lagging behind the intended schedule. Since they weren’t driven to the school they were likely going to be taking something other than a car. What that could mean was above Devin’s imagination.
The group seemed to finally acknowledge that the silence was starting to board on awkward. Though for Devin he was perfectly happy with it he had learned that for those with eye sight silence can be deafening. You could usually find out the most social by seeing who talked first. This seemed to be the smoker who possibly picked it up through his social circle. He seemed to open the conversation to introductions after a short sort of awkward cigarette lighting scene. Devin couldn’t really figure out what happened, but the voices seemed more annoyed than grateful or welcomed.
The first to offer themselves up was a young boy from the sound of it. His voice was pretty high, but not high in the way most girls sound. Devin just assumed that puberty hadn’t hit the vocal cords quite yet. He seemed to sense that Devin didn’t like smoking and mentioned it to the group. Devin was slightly startled and began to say he was more interested in them moving down wind rather than not liking them smoking at all, but soon enough realized that the boy wasn’t talking about him, but another person.
The conversation train had barely left the station when a car came and brought another. This person’s voice was fairly low and seemed southern with a slight drawl. He also seemed to walk with a heavy weight so Devin pictured him as a bigger person. It didn’t really mean anything to Devin other than it seemed to play into all parts of him. Big body, big voice, big personality. The new addition jumped started the conversation that seemed to have died with his arrival. His inquire to everyone’s state of doing was reasonable.
After Mason and Erica made their names public Devin finally had a few names to work with. He was starting to see how the international of the student body was something he could be thankful for. While normally it isn’t that easy to memorize voices and thereby people he was noticing how different everyone’s was and saw the ability to remember them an easier task than normal. Mason seemed like he would be across the pond as it were and Erica and Greg, the higher pitched voice, made the total number of names Devin had heard increase exponentially.
From their voices Devin could tell they weren’t yet starting to move closer to each other. Everyone was still respecting other people’s space and privacy. Devin appreciated this as the ground dampened any movement or walking. All too often he would think he was turning to talk to someone only to have them stay they moved to his other side and he just showed them his back. The one person he could always locate was the person who was steadily and constantly moving and pushing buttons on some sort of game thing. He seemed to turn it off and then give a soft hello. Devin assumed he was talking to someone specific and since it wasn’t loud or sounded like it was aimed at him he ignored it.
When Lynn made her wrong meeting Devin couldn’t stop himself from giving a good laugh. It was short and brief, but very much put a small on his face. He wasn’t overly embarrassed, but he did dislike as this was enough of a scene to bring him to everyone’s attention. He saw it as good a chance as any to let them know his name at least. Since he hadn’t heard anyone walk behind him he turned to face what he assumed was most of the group from the voices he had placed so far. He knew the tree giving shelter to Casper was to right and Lynn and the accent woman were more towards Mason who was on his left. He figured he was looking more towards the deep voice person was (Kane) since he was in the middle area between the majority of the group.
“Name’s Devin. Any of you think they are going to come pick us up any time soon?”
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The boy named Kane was the first to reply. He spoke a little in French so Devin replied in kind. Having been born and raised in Canada he was fluent in both English and French. "Certains d'entre nous ont attendu beaucoup plus longtemps que d'autres." His tone was friendly just like the question. Devin was relaxed, but still wondering just how long a multi-million dollar facility was going to let its students wait.
The group seemed to finally acknowledge that the silence was starting to board on awkward. Though for Devin he was perfectly happy with it he had learned that for those with eye sight silence can be deafening. You could usually find out the most social by seeing who talked first. This seemed to be the smoker who possibly picked it up through his social circle. He seemed to open the conversation to introductions after a short sort of awkward cigarette lighting scene. Devin couldn’t really figure out what happened, but the voices seemed more annoyed than grateful or welcomed.
The first to offer themselves up was a young boy from the sound of it. His voice was pretty high, but not high in the way most girls sound. Devin just assumed that puberty hadn’t hit the vocal cords quite yet. He seemed to sense that Devin didn’t like smoking and mentioned it to the group. Devin was slightly startled and began to say he was more interested in them moving down wind rather than not liking them smoking at all, but soon enough realized that the boy wasn’t talking about him, but another person.
The conversation train had barely left the station when a car came and brought another. This person’s voice was fairly low and seemed southern with a slight drawl. He also seemed to walk with a heavy weight so Devin pictured him as a bigger person. It didn’t really mean anything to Devin other than it seemed to play into all parts of him. Big body, big voice, big personality. The new addition jumped started the conversation that seemed to have died with his arrival. His inquire to everyone’s state of doing was reasonable.
After Mason and Erica made their names public Devin finally had a few names to work with. He was starting to see how the international of the student body was something he could be thankful for. While normally it isn’t that easy to memorize voices and thereby people he was noticing how different everyone’s was and saw the ability to remember them an easier task than normal. Mason seemed like he would be across the pond as it were and Erica and Greg, the higher pitched voice, made the total number of names Devin had heard increase exponentially.
From their voices Devin could tell they weren’t yet starting to move closer to each other. Everyone was still respecting other people’s space and privacy. Devin appreciated this as the ground dampened any movement or walking. All too often he would think he was turning to talk to someone only to have them stay they moved to his other side and he just showed them his back. The one person he could always locate was the person who was steadily and constantly moving and pushing buttons on some sort of game thing. He seemed to turn it off and then give a soft hello. Devin assumed he was talking to someone specific and since it wasn’t loud or sounded like it was aimed at him he ignored it.
When Lynn made her wrong meeting Devin couldn’t stop himself from giving a good laugh. It was short and brief, but very much put a small on his face. He wasn’t overly embarrassed, but he did dislike as this was enough of a scene to bring him to everyone’s attention. He saw it as good a chance as any to let them know his name at least. Since he hadn’t heard anyone walk behind him he turned to face what he assumed was most of the group from the voices he had placed so far. He knew the tree giving shelter to Casper was to right and Lynn and the accent woman were more towards Mason who was on his left. He figured he was looking more towards the deep voice person was (Kane) since he was in the middle area between the majority of the group.
“Name’s Devin. Any of you think they are going to come pick us up any time soon?”
Conversation Reply to @LokiLeo789
The boy named Kane was the first to reply. He spoke a little in French so Devin replied in kind. Having been born and raised in Canada he was fluent in both English and French. "Certains d'entre nous ont attendu beaucoup plus longtemps que d'autres." His tone was friendly just like the question. Devin was relaxed, but still wondering just how long a multi-million dollar facility was going to let its students wait.
Cool Cool. For the future posts I will likely color code my posts so thought and spoken are easy for people to find.
I think there is some sort of mistake. My character isn't reading so I am not sure who the other person reading is. Have people been under the assumption that Devin was reading? In my post he is only remembering something he read in the past. I put it in alternate format because it was what he was thinking of and thought that would help the person who can hear thoughts of others.
So because my character is blind he will be identifying people with somewhat different adjectives. If possible could people message me a very small description of the following in regards to their character. For some I am able to pick up on but I don't want to auto ID in case I miss something.
This would be a great help to me and allow me to write Devin's understanding and opinions of everyone to a much greater depth.
Character Info
Scent - What type of shampoo do they use? Do they even shower? Perfume? Smoker? Anything that would tie into what they smell like in the scene and usually for when we are at the school.
Voice - Do they have a high voice or a low voice? Is their gender easy to pick up on? Accent as well will help allow me to give as much description of how Devin hears and there for understands as far as your character goes. Is there normal speech faster or slower than average? Close your eyes and think about your characters voice.
Body - Do they move around a lot? Fidget with their clothes? Are they someone who likes to pace or maybe play with their hands. If your character does something like use their cell phone a lot that can help. Those types of things can become calling cards for people as much as their face or clothes.
Voice - Do they have a high voice or a low voice? Is their gender easy to pick up on? Accent as well will help allow me to give as much description of how Devin hears and there for understands as far as your character goes. Is there normal speech faster or slower than average? Close your eyes and think about your characters voice.
Body - Do they move around a lot? Fidget with their clothes? Are they someone who likes to pace or maybe play with their hands. If your character does something like use their cell phone a lot that can help. Those types of things can become calling cards for people as much as their face or clothes.
This would be a great help to me and allow me to write Devin's understanding and opinions of everyone to a much greater depth.
For the past forty minutes Devin had been waiting. Waiting was something that people like him had always been good at. People had always seemed surprised when they learn that for many without sight waiting can often be the most interesting time in the day. The location rarely mattered. If you are waiting it is likely for something to happen which means everything going on around you is possibly involved in what you are waiting for.
This would be in a normal scene in a normal day. A normal day is something Devin hadn’t had in over three years. That was the day his powers began to activate. The day he became scared to hug those he cared about or even touch something. These fears had steadily been lessen, but that was different than leaving him. Their weight at the moment was almost as high as they had ever been. The world he was standing in was unknown. It helped a little that he was waiting outside. At least here there was plenty of distractions.
Every so often, maybe ten minutes or so, a car would pull up and another teenager would be dropped off. Devin had been one of the first, but the order hardly mattered as most kept to themselves. For the most part Devin had been doing his best Dawson’s Creek impression by standing up and ‘staring’ out towards the tree line. The noise they made when wind pushed against their branches was a lovely sound.
Devin had brought several things to help him pass any down time he found during the trip to the school, but he had found himself avoiding them for different reasons. He had his music player, but wanted to be ready and alert if something happened or he was asked something. For most music can be a good way to zone out but still be aware. For a blind person it was like entering a sensory denervation room. The only way to get Devin’s attention would be to touch him and that would likely startle him.
The books he brought were interesting to him and a large portion of him wanted to break one out and read it; however, the books would make it glaringly obvious to everyone that he was blind. He knew as soon as he had to move somewhere he would have to use his cane and the not-so-secret secret would be out. It was cruel of the driver to drop him off in the middle of a field or whatever it was. The uneven surface made it difficult for him to step with any confidence, hence his desire to stand still.
A breeze kicked up a little and a few people seemed to complain as it kicked up some grass and other particles. A boy sneezed and started cursing his allergies. Devin simply smiled to himself and let the nature around him become a symphony. The sound actually has a name. It is a name everyone with similar conditions as Devin hold dearly. The word is psithurism and it means the sound of wind in the trees and rustling of leaves.
One of the first books Devin read when he joined a support group to deal with his blindness, a common practice for teenagers with sensory impaired persons or others dealing with disabilities, was a book that was full of writings about noise. It was called “The World Painted with Words.” One of Devin’s favorite portions was a small section about nature and the sounds it can make. His favorite quote was by Liu Chi, a scholar in ancient China.
The story continues as Liu dives into the many reasons for why pine trees are the best for wind to clash with. After reading this Devin had asked his mom to take him on a hike. He asked for her to take him to a place where there are many different trees. He had read the entire section during the drive. He read aloud so his mother could know what he was talking about. When they reached the trail they hiked for almost an hour. It was slow, but with the help of Devin’s guide dog they were able to make better time than expected. When they reached a high ridge Devin sat down and thought about what Liu wrote.
Now standing in a field with wind sweeping across it Devin could tell roughly what type of trees were where. Almost forty yards to his left was a collection of pine trees. The song they sang was everything Liu described and was one of the young teenager’s favorite sounds. They were the first string of an orchestra, the Wilhelm scream, or a perfectly tuned piano.
The sound was broken by the entrance of another youth being dropped off. He smelled of cigarettes and quickly confirmed as he asked if anyone had a lighter. This seemed to bother another who groaned nearby. Devin shared the sentiments of the one who groaned. For blind people smoking can cause headaches and even dizziness. For most blind people smokers are difficult to be around. The smell lingers in the clothes and for those with heightened senses of smell this can be toxic to be around.
This would be in a normal scene in a normal day. A normal day is something Devin hadn’t had in over three years. That was the day his powers began to activate. The day he became scared to hug those he cared about or even touch something. These fears had steadily been lessen, but that was different than leaving him. Their weight at the moment was almost as high as they had ever been. The world he was standing in was unknown. It helped a little that he was waiting outside. At least here there was plenty of distractions.
Every so often, maybe ten minutes or so, a car would pull up and another teenager would be dropped off. Devin had been one of the first, but the order hardly mattered as most kept to themselves. For the most part Devin had been doing his best Dawson’s Creek impression by standing up and ‘staring’ out towards the tree line. The noise they made when wind pushed against their branches was a lovely sound.
Devin had brought several things to help him pass any down time he found during the trip to the school, but he had found himself avoiding them for different reasons. He had his music player, but wanted to be ready and alert if something happened or he was asked something. For most music can be a good way to zone out but still be aware. For a blind person it was like entering a sensory denervation room. The only way to get Devin’s attention would be to touch him and that would likely startle him.
The books he brought were interesting to him and a large portion of him wanted to break one out and read it; however, the books would make it glaringly obvious to everyone that he was blind. He knew as soon as he had to move somewhere he would have to use his cane and the not-so-secret secret would be out. It was cruel of the driver to drop him off in the middle of a field or whatever it was. The uneven surface made it difficult for him to step with any confidence, hence his desire to stand still.
A breeze kicked up a little and a few people seemed to complain as it kicked up some grass and other particles. A boy sneezed and started cursing his allergies. Devin simply smiled to himself and let the nature around him become a symphony. The sound actually has a name. It is a name everyone with similar conditions as Devin hold dearly. The word is psithurism and it means the sound of wind in the trees and rustling of leaves.
One of the first books Devin read when he joined a support group to deal with his blindness, a common practice for teenagers with sensory impaired persons or others dealing with disabilities, was a book that was full of writings about noise. It was called “The World Painted with Words.” One of Devin’s favorite portions was a small section about nature and the sounds it can make. His favorite quote was by Liu Chi, a scholar in ancient China.
“Among plants and trees, those with large leaves have a muffled sound; those with dry leaves have a sorrowful sound; those with frail leaves have a weak and unmelodic sound. For this reason, nothing is better suited to wind than the pine.” -Liu Chi
The story continues as Liu dives into the many reasons for why pine trees are the best for wind to clash with. After reading this Devin had asked his mom to take him on a hike. He asked for her to take him to a place where there are many different trees. He had read the entire section during the drive. He read aloud so his mother could know what he was talking about. When they reached the trail they hiked for almost an hour. It was slow, but with the help of Devin’s guide dog they were able to make better time than expected. When they reached a high ridge Devin sat down and thought about what Liu wrote.
“Wind flows through smoothly with a natural sound. Listening to it can relieve anxiety and humiliation, wash away confusion and impurity, expand the spirit and lighten the heart, make one feel peaceful and contemplative, cause one to wander free and easy through the skies and travel along with the force of Creation.” -Liu Chi
Now standing in a field with wind sweeping across it Devin could tell roughly what type of trees were where. Almost forty yards to his left was a collection of pine trees. The song they sang was everything Liu described and was one of the young teenager’s favorite sounds. They were the first string of an orchestra, the Wilhelm scream, or a perfectly tuned piano.
The sound was broken by the entrance of another youth being dropped off. He smelled of cigarettes and quickly confirmed as he asked if anyone had a lighter. This seemed to bother another who groaned nearby. Devin shared the sentiments of the one who groaned. For blind people smoking can cause headaches and even dizziness. For most blind people smokers are difficult to be around. The smell lingers in the clothes and for those with heightened senses of smell this can be toxic to be around.
@Tyler
Gotcha! Writing letter now. Expect it in the next ten minutes or so. The addition to the example post will be Devin's parents reading the letter to him and then helping him come to terms with having to leave Nyx at home.
EDIT: Letter sent.
Gotcha! Writing letter now. Expect it in the next ten minutes or so. The addition to the example post will be Devin's parents reading the letter to him and then helping him come to terms with having to leave Nyx at home.
EDIT: Letter sent.
@Tyler
I am sorry I didn't know my example post was so dog heavy. I figured I was able to show that I could write about my character and never planned on using the dog as a sort of filler or function as my characters 'interaction' replacement.
A side note I would like to point out is that social people prefer dogs to canes as they are high in attention grabbing and are only really used by blind people with high levels of extrovert social personalities. After all most people like dogs and will ask to pet them. The people I work with are almost all dog owners. The one who owns a cane does so because he "hated having to talk to so many people". That is an actual quote. I couldn't stop laughing because this is a guy who is easily the hardest to small talk with.
Another fun fact actually (Again I want to stress I am not arguing or 'fighting' for the dog. I understand. More just enjoy talking about it since training and assisting families with blind members is what I do for a living.) The animals companionship was going to play a key role in helping Devin stay calm. In guide dogs we train what we call "Stress Down Position" This is for when a person becomes highly stressed or scared. The dog will act in a caring fashion like like the persons hands or put their paw on the persons leg. Considering Devin's powers can go off during these times he would likely write a letter to the school appealing their no dog policy. Could I get a reply to that letter? I can use it to help boost my example post which I am going to review and edit so it doesn't feature so much dog talk.
Happy Tails!
I am sorry I didn't know my example post was so dog heavy. I figured I was able to show that I could write about my character and never planned on using the dog as a sort of filler or function as my characters 'interaction' replacement.
A side note I would like to point out is that social people prefer dogs to canes as they are high in attention grabbing and are only really used by blind people with high levels of extrovert social personalities. After all most people like dogs and will ask to pet them. The people I work with are almost all dog owners. The one who owns a cane does so because he "hated having to talk to so many people". That is an actual quote. I couldn't stop laughing because this is a guy who is easily the hardest to small talk with.
Another fun fact actually (Again I want to stress I am not arguing or 'fighting' for the dog. I understand. More just enjoy talking about it since training and assisting families with blind members is what I do for a living.) The animals companionship was going to play a key role in helping Devin stay calm. In guide dogs we train what we call "Stress Down Position" This is for when a person becomes highly stressed or scared. The dog will act in a caring fashion like like the persons hands or put their paw on the persons leg. Considering Devin's powers can go off during these times he would likely write a letter to the school appealing their no dog policy. Could I get a reply to that letter? I can use it to help boost my example post which I am going to review and edit so it doesn't feature so much dog talk.
Happy Tails!
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