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[Atomic Blue]

Rant: Why is it that every character in an art/music school roleplay have to be "lol, I play every instrument known to man c:" or you know something equally irritating. There goes the realistic side of you know, REALISTIC roleplaying.
/whine

side note: new thread, congrats Semi-lit club~!

[Noxly]

Hey there! I've changed my username!
Old username: Pwnd
Member Number: None. :L I joined much later then most people. Origonal Form
New Username: forty two.

Thanks!

[diamonds;;]

Swallow.
My favourite type of role-play is either hunger games or realistic role-plays.
A link to a role-play example
I have one literate role-play

[dandelion love]

Snow, I don't know. It just seems like the role play wold end or die down. It would make it seem as if a public role play went down into a one on one. I dunno, just my thoughts on it personally.

[intriguing]

I never got added to the list on the last Club Thread, so I think I'll just repost my form from there, it's a bit out of date, but I hope you don't mind.

Form

Username: Magique

Favorite type of RP: Ooh, I don't know really, I like odd things, things out of the norm, I stick to human roleplays mostly, and the supernatural section of CS Forums is where I tend to roam.

Sample of writing:

Zoë sat huddled up into a wall, her eyelids kept fluttering open and closed so nobody could quite know if she was asleep. A blanket was clumsily doused over her, the wrinkled material rising and falling with every breath she took. All the could beside of her body was her head, her bare feet and her hand which she was using to idly trace circles on the wall. It was one of her bad days, she had barely moved at all and kept yawning and sleeping in a dull and unfulfilling pattern. She doubted if she'd ever feel lively or awake again. It was all part of the same miserable routine of fatigue yet plaguing insomnia. She felt so horrid, she wanted to hurt things, mainly herself, but her weakness wouldn't even allow that.

For a few minutes Zoë's limbs had fallen limp and her breathing had slowed, her body retiring into blissful sleep, yet she awoke again after barely a quarter of an hour only to resume the routine of shivering misery. She slowly got up, rubbing her sore eyes and padded around, her bare feet being chilled against the cold stone of the floor. She smiled to herself and yawned. The sleepiness that had been badgeruing her mind for the whole of this day was finally easing off. She could feel the ache ebbing away from her limbs, it was comforting and warm.

Quoted from .|coeurs de rêves|semi-lit|accepting|. All credit from plotline gos to .:andromeda:.

Any semi-lit/lit RPs you have: None, I have as yet had little to no inspiration for making my own roleplays.

[abandoned.]

((I don't know if Bliss ever saw this or not :c but I've been aember for a while and they probably forgot about Pie xD))

((ive been meaning to join this -.-))


Username: Pie220
Favorite type of RP: O_O uh...I'm open to any RP as long as I find the plot interesting...
Sample of writing:

Δʋяσяα βʋяκɛ

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"Ѳиcɛ ιи α ωнιℓɛ, яιɢнт ιи тнɛ мι∂∂ℓɛ σғ αи σя∂ιиαяʏ ℓιғɛ, ℓσʌɛ ɢιʌɛƨ ʋƨ α ғαιяʏтαℓɛ."
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"Ow! Aurora be more careful would you?" the wealthy daughter snapped at Aurora as the girl tried to tailor the girl's beautiful pink dress.

"If you would quit moving around like a frightened piglet, you wouldn't be poked by pins!" Aurora grumbled, under her breath, almost inaudible.


"I'm sorry, what Aurora? Were you saying something?"

Aurora looked up at the wealthy daughter, casting her green eyes down to show "obedience" and "discipline." She focused on the pink dress, mumbling around the pins in her mouth, "No. I was just apologizing. Forgive me." The girl just sighed and stood still, gazing at herself in the mirror, as Aurora inserted and took pins out of the pink dress while rolling her eyes.

Finally, the dress was tailored and fit the rich girl well. The girl spun around, looking at herself, examining Aurora's work. "Perfect. Next time, try not to stick me with pins, alright?" she said as she started walking out of the room.

Aurora only made a face behind the girl's brown hair before she began cleaning up, until she heard the girl's mother's voice, calling for her. "Aurora! Would you come here please?"

Aurora only sighed, "Just a minute," she said as she finished cleaning up before she went to her mistress. "Yes?"

"Have you finished cleaning? The guests are to be here soon. Do you have anything nice to wear?" the mistress asked.

"I've finished cleaning and tailoring Elizabeth's dress and the nicest think I have is a light green dress," Aurora replied.

The mistress nodded, "Good. Good. One more thing. Could you go to the market for me? Here's some coins. I need you to buy whatever it is for the meals you plan to make for the guests and make sure it's a reasonable price."

"Yes, my lady," Aurora said, taking the coins from the mistress and leaving for the market. As soon as Aurora reached the market, she heard a masculine voice call out her name. She spun around and smiled, laughing as he moved towards her. "Steven!" As soon as he was near, she hugged her childhood friend. "How are you?"

"I'm fine. How are you? How are the rich family treating you?" He asked.

Aurora sighed, looking down. "I'm fine," she bit her lip before continuing, "They're having some guests or something. A dinner party," she said, sighing as her wavy blonde hair fell over her shoulder.

Suddenly, she heard someone announcing a proclamation to court the Princes of Storie. Her friend grabbed her by the arm, and spoke once the messenger was done. "Aurora! You fit perfectly! You're beautiful and fair. You could easily court one of them."

"No...I wouldn't be any match for the other girls who would be going. I'm sure they'll have money. I'm just a servant, Steven. Nothing special. Besides, I wouldn't be able to get away without being unnoticed."

"I already have that worked out. Okay? Trust me. All you have to do is serve the guests, tell your mistress that you feel ill, sneak out the back door and I'll be waiting there with a stallion for you to ride to Storie. And don't tell me you're insecure because of that burn mark," he hissed. "Think. You'd be away from them and you won't be bruised or beaten or told what to do, Aurora. "Just try to go for it. This may be the only chance you have at a real life and a real family."

Aurora listened and sighed. "Alright. I'll try. But, if I don't succeed...it's not going to end well for me."

Steven smiled, satisfied. "Let's do your shopping, shall we?"

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"Ѧιƨтακɛƨ αяɛ α ραят σғ вɛιиɢ нʋмαи. Δρρяɛcιαтɛ ʏσʋя мιƨтακɛƨ ғσя ωнαт тнɛʏ αяɛ: ρяɛcισʋƨ ℓιғɛ ℓɛƨƨσиƨ тнαт cαи σиℓʏ вʏ ℓɛαяиɛ∂ тнɛ нαя∂ ωαʏ."
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Aurora had come back home after she had finished shopping in the market and began preparing the meals as soon as she had gone back home. When she was finished, she went to her room that the family had given her, and pulled out a small chest covered in dust. She wiped it away before she carefully opened the lid. Aurora carefully pulled out a neatly folded light green dress out of the chest. She began closing it when out of the corner of her eyes, she spotted a small box in the chest. Setting the light green dress aside, she picked the box up and opened it, where a necklace lay on top a folded note. She gingerly lifted the thin silver chain, examining it and the light pink gem pendant, watching as the silver chain caught the light and twinkled and shone. When she was done looking at the necklace, she set it on top of the dress, wondering why she'd never noticed the box before. She took the folded not from the small box and began reading it.

Aurora,
Everything in this chest is yours. It was mine once and I've been collecting it for you. I know you remember seeing me wear this necklace once. I planned to give it to you on your eighteenth birthday, but I kept it in this chest in case I wouldn't be able to.
Take care Aurora,
Your mother

Aurora stared at the note, blinking tears away quickly. She quickly tucked the box back in the chest, leaving the note, the dress, and the necklace out. She changed into the green dress and clasped the thin silver necklace around her neck, arranging it so that it rested at the hollow of her throat. Just then the door slammed open, revealing Elizabeth. "Aurora. There is some broken glass in the kitchen. Tend to the fire as well," she said.

Aurora only nodded and moved past Elizabeth, glad she wouldn't have to see Elizabeth or hear her stupid voice. She started to pick up the broken glass, yanking her hand back when a shard of glass embedded itself into the palm of her hand. She picked up the rest of the shards, using her other hand, taking care of the wounded hand. When she was done, she started tending to the fire, the glass still embedded in her palm.

"What happened to your hand," a little girl's voice asked, causing Aurora to jump and burn the tips of her fingers, except her little finger and thumb. "Lillian. What are you doing here?"

"I need your help with dressing," she replied, looking up at Aurora with big brown eyes, "But first you need to get your hand fixed," she said, grabbing Aurora's hand, she dragged her to her older's brother's room. "Keven. Aurora needs held. She hurt her hand and burnt her fingers."

Aurora watched as Keven sighed and came over, a wet cloth in his hands. "Let me see, Aurora," he said, holding his hand out for her hand. She hesitated before she placed her wounded hand in his, palm up. She watched silently, biting her lip to keep a cry of pain from coming out as he took the glass shard out and wrapped the wet cloth around her damaged hand.

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"Иɛʌɛя тακɛ ƨσмɛσиɛ ғσя ɢяαитɛ∂. Ħσℓ∂ ɛʌɛяʏ ρɛяƨσи cℓσƨɛ тσ ʏσʋя нɛαят вɛcαʋƨɛ ʏσʋ мιɢнт ωακɛ ʋρ σиɛ ∂αʏ αи∂ яɛαℓιʓɛ тнαт ʏσʋ'ʌɛ ℓσƨт α ∂ιαмσи∂ ωнιℓɛ ʏσʋ ωɛяɛ тσσ вʋƨʏ cσℓℓɛcтιиɢ ƨтσиɛƨ..."
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Finally, the guests had arrived and everyone was ready. Aurora had served them and now went to the mistress. "Miss, I feel sick," she said, her hand on her stomach, looking pale and feverish.

The mistress looked over with a mask of disdain, "Very well then. Go back to your room."

Aurora bowed her head, "Thank you, miss," Aurora said, before she left the room for hers. She had packed everything and the back door was near her room. She pushed her packed belongings out and hurried outside, where she found her friend waiting with a stallion. As she made her way, he noticed her bandaged hand, "What happened? You know what, never mind. You need to go," he said. helping her up. "By the way, you look beautiful," he said, patting the horse to tell it to go. "Don't forget to write."

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"Ʋиιтʏ ιƨи'т αвσʋт вɛιиɢ тнɛ αℓℓ тнɛ ƨαмɛ; ιт'ƨ αвσʋт cɛℓɛвяαтιиɢ ∂ιʌɛяƨιтʏ."
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((only because I had a good muse and I took my time xP))
Any semi-lit/lit RPs you have: None at the moment. Used to..they died out Planning some though

((Do I have to fill out the new username form also? x.x))

[Smamm]

All of you are Accepted! c:
You're fine! I'll just add you with your current username. c: That is, unless you are already on the list? In that case then the form wasn't needed and you only needed to fill out the change in username form. c:

[Smamm]

Hey there! I've changed my username!
Old username: Pwnd
Member Number: None. :L I joined much later then most people. Origonal Form
New Username: forty two.

Thanks!

If you're not on the list, then you're not considered a member yet. Please quote your form from the old thread and I will add you. c:

[abandoned.]

Yes I couldn't find myself so I just requoted xD

[Ashbreeze]

Form:
Username:
Ashbreeze
Favorite type of RP:
Wolves, owls and Warrior cats. Maybe more.
Sample of writing:
Ashkit looked up at the DarkForest cat, could this be? It stared back evily, its eyes were cold and hard. It smirked and just stood there, looking to see what she would do next. It had already killed her kin, Leafkit and Oakkit. This frightened her, with one swat of its huge paw, it could kill her. She closed her eyes tight, no, this is a dream, she thought. When I open my eyes it will be all over, she opened her eyes, it wasn't over. Now that she knew this was real, a new feeling filled her, rage. This cat had killed her kin, chased them out of camp at moon-high when everyone was asleep.

She hissed and looked at the cat straight on the eyes, "You!, killed my kin!", she yelled. The cat just stood there smirking, the next thing she remembered was one of its paws hitting her head and knocking her out. She woke up in the med-cat den, the med-cat told her a hunting party found her knocked out near a tree. She guessed that the DarkForest cat must have thought she was dead. She didn't want to tell anybody who had hurt her. The med-cat later told her the news that her kin was dead, she didn't let on that she already knew, yet she did.
Any semi-lit/lit RPs you have:
None yet.