Semi-Literate+ RPers Club [DEAD;NEW LINK IN FIRST POST]

[Solfeggio]

Sharubii > Your 'ramblings' of your RP intro's made me curious enough to look for 999 on Wikipedia xD I'm a sucker for text games and puzzle adventures, although I should admit I'm not the best at logic and only manage to finish those games by looking for cheat sheets by the second week of playing XDDD but while I'm at it, I just want to say it's amazing you're taking time to construct it and I admire your diligence in making puzzles for it, I'm sure it's not easy; best of luck for your planned RP and for everyone who will eventually participate n____n

[SilverDoe]

Form:
Username: SilverDoe
Favorite type of RP: Hunger Games. Big cat. Canine. Oh god, I have to many.
Sample of writing:

((Yay, thanks!))

Taylia

Taylia shivered with cold. She wasn't used to this weather. Up in heaven, it had always been blissfully warm. Where was she now, anyways? On earth? It looked like it, but surely that was impossible? She remembered the clouds spilting open. She had fallen through. So, she reasoned, she must be down on earth now. She could barely remember this world - solid, full of dangers an surprises. If she had landed here again, did this mean that she was alive now? That she could grow up now? Questions rushed through her mind as she struggled to make sense of her surroundings.She was standing surrounded by ferns in the middle of a pine forest in the late afternoon. Everything looked strange, unfamiliar. She wasn't used to earth any more. Taylia was used to the soft heavens of the sky, to a blissful, if rather dull, life. But now, on earth, there was so much she had forgotten and her sense felt overwhelmed as strange sights, smells and sounds rushed in. She recognised the smell of fresh rain. That was something she did remember. Her owners used to take her out on walks every time it stopped raining. She wondered if they were still alive. She missed them. Especially the little girl....


Tentitively, Taylia stepped forward. Her legs were shaking. She wasn't used to walking on solid ground. She wondered if there were any other angels here. Somewhere in the distance, a howl erupted into the air. Taylia had never seen or heard a wolf before, so she didn't know what it was, but it made her fur stand up on ends.

Another howl. Fear rushed down Taylia's spine. They were getting closer...

((Okay, forget about my last post))

Tanelía opened her starry blue eyes groggily. Or at least, she tried to. The flames were blinding, and she felt a spasm of dizzyness pass over her. She was sure she was being dragged. Where? Why? Why had she woken up at all? And more imortantly, where was Lucille? Tane's head was buzzing with questions, but she didn't have the stregth to try to answer any of them. The heat was blistering. Smoke choked her, and she had to struggle to remain conciouse. She should have remembered that it was important never to fall asleep during a fire. To be honest, remembering wouldn't have made much of a differance. At that point she had been so exausted she wouldn't have been able to go any further anyways.

'I can walk,' she tried to say but it turned out more of a croak. She pulled herself up, but another wave of dizzyness swet through her and she staggered to keep from falling on the ground. She wouldn't be fast enough, but at least she wouldn't slow the others down. Suddenly, a flash of black and white shot past the corner of her eye... closer to the fire.
'Lucille! Get over here!'she gasped. She tried to turn back, but another flaming pine blocked the way.

Tanelía had to grab a tree trunck to keep herself from falling to the ground. If she could barely stand like this, how was on earth she supposed to run? Lucille will figure out a way to get out, she tryed to tell herself. Besides, even if she could run, what would she have done? Jumped over the fallen tree, grabbed Lucille, and jumped back with her in her arms? That would never have worked. Maybe she could have found away around the tree, but Lucille was surrounded by flames. There really was nothing any of them could do. But Tane refused to give up on Lucille. There had to be something, something that would work...

_-_*~_-_~*_-_

Lucille felt a hot spark scorch her matted fur. She couldn't see any possible escape. She was encircled. Tanelía had no way of helping her. She didn't want Tanelía to help her. It would be to dangerous. She just wanted Tanelía to run, as fast as she possibly could, away from the fire. Luce was terrified, though. Where were the other animals? How had her escape been blocked? A few seconds ago, she had been only minutes away from safety, and now she was facing what was almost certain death in the roaring flames. Yes, she was frightened. Who wouldn't be? But fear would do nothing to help her. She would have to think straight. She couldn't stay here and wait to be burnt alive. That much was certain. Water, she thought, if only I could somehow get my paws on water...

((Not so good, but I've improved since then:))

((Thanks))

Lightpelt flicked her tail in contempt. It had been days since she had last eaten, and her stomach was rumbling. She hated the solitary Cofinment.If only, if only she had planned her escape more carefully. If only the keeper hadn't spoted her as she had climbed the tree. The keepers had heated this room to make her even more miserable - the place she came from was always freezing, and her coat was matted with sweat. She did not miss the company, but she did miss the Main Pen. The space was confined, though not as confined as it was in the Solitary Confinment, and the treatment was cruel even there, but anything - anything - was better than here.

Lightpelt heard someone opening the latch. She tryed to jump to her feet, but was too weak after spending so long in the Solitary confinment. Someone grabbed her scruff, and she felt herself being pulled towards a cage. She tryed to struggle, but her consciousness was slowly slipping away. In the background, she heard someone mutter something about some new punishment. She knew she should have been more cautious...

Líanda looked up at the luxurious carpet as she walked into the train. So you're trying to make sure we die well pampered, or what's the point of all this? she thought. Ah well, might as well enjoy it while I can. Tears fought there way up but Líanda pushed them back. Her friends and family would be watching this. She didn't want them to feel worse for her than they already did. It would be bad enough for them to watch her be sent towards certain death. They didn't have to see her cry, too. She settled down onto the couch in her compartment, resisting the urge to bury her head into her pillow. Instead, she channeled all her anger and grief into a burning rage for the Capitol. Anger would help her stay alive. Breaking down, on the other hand, wouldn't. She hoped her death wouldn't be filmed.

They reached the station, where new tributes would come onto the train. Líanda quickly pulled her face into a calm, collected mask. She would not get to know the other tributes. That would only make killing them harder. She tidied her hair, so as not to look disevlished. She could not, would not let anyone she her appear weak. Maybe if she looked strong on the outside, it would also make her stronger on the inside. She tried to straighten her knees. They were shaking. The door creaked open and in came her escort holding a tray and saying she should go outside to asses the other tributes strenghths and weaknesses. She paused, her stomach grumbling, but the escort practically shoved her out the door, saying the food could wait - this was a matter of survival during the games. She sounds more like a mentor, Líanda thought. More tributes would be filing out soon, and she found herself hardly prepared in the middle of a soon-to-be-full corridor. Keeping herself looking indifferent became a lot harder as her heart beat against the cage of her ribbs and she closed her eyes, waiting to look into the faces of those she would have to kill if she was to survive.

Any semi-lit/lit RPs you have:
Well, most of them have died but a few still surviving ones:
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=28&t=442453
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=7&t=489941
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=7&t=487525(Technically still alive, but dieing rapidly)
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=28&t=475269 (I'm not 100% sure this is going to be semi-lit since I haven't seen my partner RP yet, but I'm hoping for the best!)

[Sharubii]

Sharubii > Your 'ramblings' of your RP intro's made me curious enough to look for 999 on Wikipedia xD I'm a sucker for text games and puzzle adventures, although I should admit I'm not the best at logic and only manage to finish those games by looking for cheat sheets by the second week of playing XDDD but while I'm at it, I just want to say it's amazing you're taking time to construct it and I admire your diligence in making puzzles for it, I'm sure it's not easy; best of luck for your planned RP and for everyone who will eventually participate n____n

Actually, 999's puzzles are rather easy to figure out, since they're very liberal with their hints. x3 Out of all the rooms I've had to solve puzzles in in the game, only one completely stumped me and forced me to look up how to get through it online.
(and I'm normally terrible at puzzles, so when I say it's easy, it's easy.)

And aw, thank you! It's definitely going to take some work and patience, but I'm so excited about this that I don't really care, lol. xD It's actually sort of fun to plan the puzzles out, though what I'm really dreading is drawing out maps of the ship/building layout and organizing where the separate rooms are going to be. e_e Cartography is not my strong point.

[WalkerNom]

Would anyone like to join an Egyptian lifestyle RP?? I haven't gotten any ideas yet but I will soon!

[ossa di cervo]

Ends Meet

I finally got around to making that chillaxed CS pet based RP if anyone's interested. I made the intro a lot beefier and stuffs. ;>.>

[Toppyrocks]

Sharubii- I want to join. That's all I have to say, and that's pretty much the only thought I have. No doubt about it, it looks entirely amazing.

[Atwood]

Ditto what Toppy said. ^^ I'm actually getting kind of excited for when it starts, since I've been wanting to get in on a puzzle-style RPG for a while - there are several on another forum I'm on, but all the places in them get snapped up within about ten minutes of them being posted so I never get in. ;_; Instead, I just lurk in them and try to refrain from shouting out, 'It's a trap!', 'The answer is 42!', and so on. X3

[SilverDoe]

Form:
Username: SilverDoe
Favorite type of RP: Hunger Games. Big cat. Canine. Oh god, I have to many.
Sample of writing:

((Yay, thanks!))

[size=150]Taylia

Taylia shivered with cold. She wasn't used to this weather. Up in heaven, it had always been blissfully warm. Where was she now, anyways? On earth? It looked like it, but surely that was impossible? She remembered the clouds spilting open. She had fallen through. So, she reasoned, she must be down on earth now. She could barely remember this world - solid, full of dangers an surprises. If she had landed here again, did this mean that she was alive now? That she could grow up now? Questions rushed through her mind as she struggled to make sense of her surroundings.She was standing surrounded by ferns in the middle of a pine forest in the late afternoon. Everything looked strange, unfamiliar. She wasn't used to earth any more. Taylia was used to the soft heavens of the sky, to a blissful, if rather dull, life. But now, on earth, there was so much she had forgotten and her sense felt overwhelmed as strange sights, smells and sounds rushed in. She recognised the smell of fresh rain. That was something she did remember. Her owners used to take her out on walks every time it stopped raining. She wondered if they were still alive. She missed them. Especially the little girl....


Tentitively, Taylia stepped forward. Her legs were shaking. She wasn't used to walking on solid ground. She wondered if there were any other angels here. Somewhere in the distance, a howl erupted into the air. Taylia had never seen or heard a wolf before, so she didn't know what it was, but it made her fur stand up on ends.

Another howl. Fear rushed down Taylia's spine. They were getting closer...

((Okay, forget about my last post))

Tanelía opened her starry blue eyes groggily. Or at least, she tried to. The flames were blinding, and she felt a spasm of dizzyness pass over her. She was sure she was being dragged. Where? Why? Why had she woken up at all? And more imortantly, where was Lucille? Tane's head was buzzing with questions, but she didn't have the stregth to try to answer any of them. The heat was blistering. Smoke choked her, and she had to struggle to remain conciouse. She should have remembered that it was important never to fall asleep during a fire. To be honest, remembering wouldn't have made much of a differance. At that point she had been so exausted she wouldn't have been able to go any further anyways.

'I can walk,' she tried to say but it turned out more of a croak. She pulled herself up, but another wave of dizzyness swet through her and she staggered to keep from falling on the ground. She wouldn't be fast enough, but at least she wouldn't slow the others down. Suddenly, a flash of black and white shot past the corner of her eye... closer to the fire.
'Lucille! Get over here!'she gasped. She tried to turn back, but another flaming pine blocked the way.

Tanelía had to grab a tree trunck to keep herself from falling to the ground. If she could barely stand like this, how was on earth she supposed to run? Lucille will figure out a way to get out, she tryed to tell herself. Besides, even if she could run, what would she have done? Jumped over the fallen tree, grabbed Lucille, and jumped back with her in her arms? That would never have worked. Maybe she could have found away around the tree, but Lucille was surrounded by flames. There really was nothing any of them could do. But Tane refused to give up on Lucille. There had to be something, something that would work...

_-_*~_-_~*_-_

Lucille felt a hot spark scorch her matted fur. She couldn't see any possible escape. She was encircled. Tanelía had no way of helping her. She didn't want Tanelía to help her. It would be to dangerous. She just wanted Tanelía to run, as fast as she possibly could, away from the fire. Luce was terrified, though. Where were the other animals? How had her escape been blocked? A few seconds ago, she had been only minutes away from safety, and now she was facing what was almost certain death in the roaring flames. Yes, she was frightened. Who wouldn't be? But fear would do nothing to help her. She would have to think straight. She couldn't stay here and wait to be burnt alive. That much was certain. Water, she thought, if only I could somehow get my paws on water...

((Not so good, but I've improved since then:))

((Thanks))

Lightpelt flicked her tail in contempt. It had been days since she had last eaten, and her stomach was rumbling. She hated the solitary Cofinment.If only, if only she had planned her escape more carefully. If only the keeper hadn't spoted her as she had climbed the tree. The keepers had heated this room to make her even more miserable - the place she came from was always freezing, and her coat was matted with sweat. She did not miss the company, but she did miss the Main Pen. The space was confined, though not as confined as it was in the Solitary Confinment, and the treatment was cruel even there, but anything - anything - was better than here.

Lightpelt heard someone opening the latch. She tryed to jump to her feet, but was too weak after spending so long in the Solitary confinment. Someone grabbed her scruff, and she felt herself being pulled towards a cage. She tryed to struggle, but her consciousness was slowly slipping away. In the background, she heard someone mutter something about some new punishment. She knew she should have been more cautious...

Líanda looked up at the luxurious carpet as she walked into the train. So you're trying to make sure we die well pampered, or what's the point of all this? she thought. Ah well, might as well enjoy it while I can. Tears fought there way up but Líanda pushed them back. Her friends and family would be watching this. She didn't want them to feel worse for her than they already did. It would be bad enough for them to watch her be sent towards certain death. They didn't have to see her cry, too. She settled down onto the couch in her compartment, resisting the urge to bury her head into her pillow. Instead, she channeled all her anger and grief into a burning rage for the Capitol. Anger would help her stay alive. Breaking down, on the other hand, wouldn't. She hoped her death wouldn't be filmed.

They reached the station, where new tributes would come onto the train. Líanda quickly pulled her face into a calm, collected mask. She would not get to know the other tributes. That would only make killing them harder. She tidied her hair, so as not to look disevlished. She could not, would not let anyone she her appear weak. Maybe if she looked strong on the outside, it would also make her stronger on the inside. She tried to straighten her knees. They were shaking. The door creaked open and in came her escort holding a tray and saying she should go outside to asses the other tributes strenghths and weaknesses. She paused, her stomach grumbling, but the escort practically shoved her out the door, saying the food could wait - this was a matter of survival during the games. She sounds more like a mentor, Líanda thought. More tributes would be filing out soon, and she found herself hardly prepared in the middle of a soon-to-be-full corridor. Keeping herself looking indifferent became a lot harder as her heart beat against the cage of her ribbs and she closed her eyes, waiting to look into the faces of those she would have to kill if she was to survive.

Any semi-lit/lit RPs you have:
Well, most of them have died but a few still surviving ones:
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=28&t=442453
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=7&t=489941
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=7&t=487525(Technically still alive, but dieing rapidly)
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=28&t=475269 (I'm not 100% sure this is going to be semi-lit since I haven't seen my partner RP yet, but I'm hoping for the best!)

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^Am I accepted?

[Solfeggio]

^Am I accepted?

Durr, your form is still on a page away from this one; no need to quote it yet methinks. I'm sure Blissful will get around to accepting forms when she has the time. n_n

[wolverine♥]

Whoooooo's up for a Zombie Apocalypse RP? ;D

Lol, I've been dying to RP lately, but the two Rps I recently joined died and I'm just dying to RP. I was thinking apocalypse, and Zombies have been on my mind lately, so why not mash them together? Ha ha, but first I need to see if anyone's interested. :3