Illiterate to Literate [closed - new instructors hired!]

[skye.]

Username: B u b b l e s , but you can call me Bubs or just Bubbles without the spaces ^^
What You'd Like Help With: Okay... Ready for this?
-- I'd love to get some help on making a good developed form, since mine are ehh...
-- Also I'd like to get some help on making believeable characters because mine seem to perfect for my liking.
-- And last, but not least.. I would like some help with coding >.<
Preferred Instructor: I don't really have preffered instructor(s)..
Activity or Time Zone: I'm on CS about.. 2-3 hours everyday except for the weekends. I usually get on for about an hour or so then. Time zone: Pacific Time zone :3
Sample of Writing: I don't think I need to do a sample.. since I don't need help with my writing.

[Alaric Dixon <3]

Username: Charlie. -Though I accept Char as well as Charloop :3
What You'd Like Help With: Oh goodness..everything really though I'll attempt to make a list of what I'm most looking for help with:

- Extensive Vocabulary (From Gr.1-5 I was in French Immersion so for thoes of you who are not familiar with it, I learned all of my subjects in French. From Gr.6-8 I did take normal English classes yes but none of my teaches have really focused on vocab and as an RPer I realize how important vocabulary really is)
- Sentance Structure/Segways -Connecting thoughts and ideas- (Oh don't even get me started on this! I've noticed recently that all my senences are the same length, that I use comas was too often but frankly, I don't know any other way to write.)
-Illiterate to Semi-Literate+

Preferred Instructor: Honestly it really doesn't matter to me. Finding this thread gave me hope that I'd finally be able to change my wrighting style so all I'd really like to ask for is a member of this thread who would best be able to help me with most of (if not all) the issues above
Activity or Time Zone: Eastern Daylight Time? (I think? :$ I'm really bad with Timezones)
Sample of Writing: Here I'll provide two examples, one on my not so good days and the other on one of my (seldom) better days:

Dakotah

Dakotah had to quickly cover his mouth with the back of his hand to stop himself from bursting out laughing as he came down the deserted hallway. Seeing Addison's face pressed up against the glass -even if it was blood caked and filthly- manged to somewhat untangle the bundle of nerves in his stomach, and he had to force himself to re-arrange his features back into a scowl as the guard unlocked the door next to him. A moment later the old man had emerged from the cell, a ragged Addison in his grasp before locking the door behind him and shuffling away. If Dakotah wasn't mistaken, he thought he heard something about cat pee before the guard was gone and he was left stand alone with Addison.

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Scorchblaze remained standing there, silent and assertive, watching every move she made, every emotion that flittered across her troubled eyes. Try as she might, Scorchblaze knew her well enough by now to be able to detect the emotions she so desperately tried to steel behind a cool glare. He didn't know how long they just stood there, the two of them staring at each other. He thought for sure she could hear the pounding in his chest, the raw paralyzing shock that stopped him from moving any closer. Is she really here? Or am I just halucinating? His desire for her was so strong, he wouldn't put it past his body to conjure up image of her, and for what? To cruelly tempt him? But then he felt her claw, laid so carfully on his chest and as his gazed downwards at it, his eyes flicking just as quickly back up to her's as realization crashing down on him. She's really here, it's really her. Her words mirrored his thoughts and before he could collect his bearings, she smiled, and he felt like he'd been flung right off his paws. The chilling frost that had settled over his heart, that he hadn't even realized had been there intill that very moment thawed in that one smile, and the crackling ice that had shifted between them, silent but still there splintered and cracked, shattering all his doubts. "I never really left Shadowfang, my heart always rested with you..and I with it." He whispered and all of a sudden he felt it, pure joy sizzling through his veins. It was so strong that Scorchblaze couldn't help but succumb to it and soon he found himself chuckling and then, he was laughing, unable to stop the musical laughter erupting from is throat. He crossed the gap between them in an instant, lifting Shadowfang up off her paws and into his arms. He twirled her around and through the air, drunk on her sent and the feel of her fur against his. He never wanted to let go, just stay here like this with the two of them pressed so tighly against one another there was hardly any room to breath.

[katy;]

Username:
Falling In Яeverse. Or just FiR, everyone calls me that. c:
What You'd Like Help With:
The thing I would like help with is growing more semi-lit/literate. I can write a paragraph, maybe two on the best of days, but for that I need great inspiration, as I'm not great with writing much. I don't really go down to one-liners, unless it's that type of roleplay, which I rarely do anymore. But on average, I find that I can write two to four lines, but rarely I can achieve more than this My writing has already developed. I have started a 1x1 RP with someone, where I'm writing about 10 lines +. But I would like to still develop my posts for their lengths. I've never been tutored or anything, I have just naturally developed my skills. I started RP'ing near enough a year ago - so I think it's about time I got help and advanced my skills. :)
Preferred Instructor:
Activity or Time Zone: I am on pretty much all the time, as I use my phone for CS. That's unless I am busy, but I can't say when that ever is until like the day before. But my Time Zone is the UK one. I'm not that smart when it comes to them, so apologies for not being able to name it.
Sample of Writing: I can give the link to a long-term roleplay I am in if requested, to see my RP style and stuff like that.(It has my average lines, of two - four.)

[ET4252]

I feel really bad for not taking on any students yet so here I go.

@Charlie. I can help you with your transition from humaniod to animal characters and I can also help you with your setting and appearence descriptions.

@Bubbles I can help you with developing your forms and making more believable characters.

[skye.]

I feel really bad for not taking on any students yet so here I go.

@Charlie. I can help you with your transition from humaniod to animal characters and I can also help you with your setting and appearence descriptions.

@Bubbles I can help you with developing your forms and making more believable characters.

I'd love it if you would help me with that :)

[ET4252]

@Bubbles

Alright I will add you to my student list and we can take this to PM.

[Alaric Dixon <3]

I feel really bad for not taking on any students yet so here I go.

@Charlie. I can help you with your transition from humaniod to animal characters and I can also help you with your setting and appearence descriptions.

@Bubbles I can help you with developing your forms and making more believable characters.

Great! I'll send a PM over now :3

[Speak]

Username: T r e e O f L i f e
What You'd Like Help With: Oh gosh where do I begin? Well I guess for starters is keeping my role plays alive a lot of times when I start a sole play it comes alive but when it comes to life when people are submitting forms but when it comes time to post people just disappear. I also have a problem with developing plots…its not for a role play but for a story I’m writing. And I guess…substance in my posts, I’m a writer who prefers substance over size, I like to join semi-lit rp’s but sometimes it’s hard for me to get five lines out every single time.
Preferred Instructor:who ever is avaliabe is fine by me
Activity or Time Zone: Well I’m on everyday except for tuesday (work) and my timezone is Mountain Standard Time.
Sample of Writing: Oh ok…I guess I’ll give you a peek at my story and of a regular post.
Story:
B U R N Prologue
Do you know the exact temperature that paper burns? Well if you don’t I can tell you who does; firefighters. In the past firefighters were the ones who saved lives by putting out the fires that started but now, now they’re the ones who start the fires. Fifty years have passed since the election and now anyone who even knew what ‘books’ were, are either dead or old. Us teenagers and young-un’s are told to stay away from them for society fear that they could influence us into thinking that books are wonderful tools and that everyone should have and read them.
In school we’re told books and writing is bad “It creates conflict and violence in our societies. It’s a way to spread ideas that are… unsavory.” that was always the argument they gave to us when one naive little boy or girl asked why we couldn’t read books or write anything down. We all believed them of course, it’s not like there’s any record of them ever being wrong -probably cause there is no record at all- but we still have wars; wars that only last a few days before their is a victor. The only big war we’ve ever experienced has been one that lasted a whole week! Can you imagine it? Being stuck in a war zone with bombs and guns for an entire week before coming home to the clipped green lawns and white picket fences. Well only a handful of people can. And that handful of people aren’t even allowed to talk about it! Imagine the stories they could tell us, the things they had seen, the beautiful truth of what we are… ahem…sorry…that was a little off topic there.


Post:
Nursing a soda Allie looked up from the ground and watched all the movement around her. It was almost as if she was a statue un-movable watching as a hurricane of people came running back and forth doing whatever they needed to do and going wherever they needed to be. It almost reminded her of her first home -she’d had so many- but only one true home, off the coast of italy was the remains of a small village, a village that was one filled with life and movement and now had all the life of winter. Closing her eyes she could hear the sounds of soldiers and the screams of her neighbors and friends as every one was slowly killed. Except for her. No she had the curse of living on in this pathetic wold with no one to keep her company for too long. It was sad really, she’d see people walking down the street hand in hand and she’d almost wish for it. Almost. Allie didn’t think anyone was worth all the trouble that falling in love required.

[rose;]

Tree, I'm here for plot developing, and can help with keeping them alive. ^^

[Speak]

ok thanks so much! Rose!}}