Illiterate to Literate [closed - new instructors hired!]

[eden .]

bumping because of reasons.
don't want this to die one us
WE MUST
PERSEVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERE

[Caskett]

PERSEVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERE

[city;]

Ok. Thank you Zen. [Aaack! My poofing must cease!]

All right. The rest of you? This is my final warning. You will be cut from my class if you do not respond to this in twenty-four hours! If you say you don't know what time this was posted, it was 5:09 PM Mountain Standard Time. Google the conversions. I will PM my class after that time if they have not posted. Thanks!

Aw ... Thanks Glucose.


Ok, Zen. What do you specifically need help with?

[bird.]

Username:
Serenity.
What You'd Like Help With
Coding, Forms, Writing to be Literate, Working on Apple Products, Developing Physical Descriptions, Developing Own Forms
(I use laptop and iPod)
Preferred Instructor
Activity or Time Zone:
EST (Eastern Standard Time)
Sample of Writing:

{ [size=85]Brute } { Crushless } { Hunter } { Action: At a pack meeting } { Mood: Wondering }

Skoll saw something out of his peripheral vision from the dark shadows. The fairly large wolf turned his body, tensing his leg muscles. There was a figure of a rather bony wolf sitting, it's gaze locked on anything but the crude scene. From what Skoll could tell, it was a dark furred brute. Slowly padding over to the shadowy wolf, bright blue eyes soon realized that is was Sabre. He sat beside him, not close so that their sides touched, but that there was enough space to change position. His left hind leg stuck out as a gray tail tip curled around a white paw. Skoll's eyes latched onto the commotion. Marua, the cream coloured wolf sat boldly upright, ears held high. She had obviously told Allegro about what Raven had done, due to the look in her eyes. But playing the role of Beta Female, you would do your job no matter who the wolf was. A beta always stayed loyal to their alpha. Skoll would always obey and listen to all commands of his alphas, he would never hesitate even a second. Never once had Skoll thought of disobeying. Just looking at Raven's limp position, he knew she was frightened out of her own fur. The way she was positioned was defiantly submissive in an apology. Skoll knew Allegro wouldn't let this one slide. Prey at this time was scarce, and every single bit of it mattered. First, it had to be brought back. Raven had gone against the rules, and she had to get a dark punishment, and embarrassed in front of her pack. The brute couldn't image what shame you would have to be lectured and harmed in front of everyone you knew. His ears pricked up as he heard the dark female speak, but he couldn't think if Allegro would let it slide, or if she already had her last chance. Within a second, the brute's mouth opened to speak, his voice soft enough for only Sabre to hear him. He didn't want to interrupt his leader, Allegro, as she was irritated enough. "Do you think she will get killed or exiled? The nicest thing i think Allegro would do was to put her as an Omega." Skoll shifted his position to sitting on his right hind leg.

[Caskett]

Should we take it to PM since that wouldn't help other people by posting it in the thread?
I need help with writing and characters and everything. And post length.

[Noel]

Username: Kiro & Hikari
What You'd Like Help With: It's kind of specific. I have a few characters I use a lot, anyone who has RPed with me knows Skye Briht for example. The problem is I don't like them very much; they feel too cliche for me. I'm looking for someone to help me make them a bit more believable, a bit more interesting, etc.
Preferred Instructor: I don't have one. c: I'm just looking for anyone who can help.
Activity or Time Zone: I'm on frequently, in EST.
Sample of Writing: Nope, only looking for help with characters. c:

Yup. I'm one of the instructors, looking for help. XP This is practically one of my classes, for heaven's sake, but this is kind of specific and I'm not sure what to do with them poor overused characters.

[city;]

Oo! I'll take you, Serenity. for apple products!

Ok, Zen. Good idea.

[bird.]

Awesome! Thanks!

Does anyone else want to take me for other subjects I need help on?

x3

[Numina]

Username: 【° ιggy.ɹǝʞןɐʍ °】
What You'd Like Help With:
I'd love to improve my English. A lot of the time I'm very uncertain about my grammar
and I would like to get my overall vocabulary up. Of course it'd be nice to improve the length and quality too.
Preferred Instructor:
All of you are great so I really wouldn't mind (:
Activity or Time Zone:
Central European time. I'm not online at one particular time. It can range from 9AM to 3AM the next day.
Sample of Writing:

[This is an intro post on a detective who is also a werewolf. It is set in the renaissance.]

The first thing Cosimo saw when waking up in his small self-build hut was the forest. The fresh odor the morning brought him filled his lungs up fully while he stretched his muscles, sore from lying on the dirt floor half of the night. It was a monthly recurring event that for some reason didn't seem to get along with his job very well. People always seemed to get more aggressive during the full moon. His hands tried to push away the hammer hitting his head every other second. Not that it had much of an effect of course. In the corner he saw a pile of clothes, laid down just for him, like always. This time his working suit. Although he hadn't heard from anything yet he knew for sure it was going to be a tough day. It was never boring though. While he dressed Cosimo walked outside to meet his best friend Lorenzo. They were a tight team, and apart from him only two other people knew from his disease. Apparently he had been right. His buddy was standing against one of the nearest trees , which suggested there was work to do.

"It doesn't look good today Cosimo." His friend warned him while handing over the paperwork he had already done. "We'd better get there as soon as possible." From his face the detective could read there was serious business going on, and so he quickly took a look at the draw- and writings before they would arrive. It was terrifying just to read it. Bodies scattered all over Piazza della Signoria, cut open and emptied. It was the biggest mass murder he ever had to solve thus far. The suspect was Lorenzo Medici, one of the most famous people in the city, in all of Italy even. They had tried to kill him in front of an audience of 10,000, along with Giuliano Medici. The Pazzi family believed a public kill would make sure their power over Florence was the greatest, and would make Medici and their friends cower away in fear. Giuliano's killers killed him with so much strength that one wounded himself in the leg by mistake. But the man assigned to kill Lorenzo hesitated a little too long and Lorenzo escaped with just a small neck wound. Where the suspect was however, was another problem. No one actually knew where he was or saw him leave or enter the piazza. It would be hard to prove it really had been him, especially since the Medici's where the most powerful family in all of Florence. Cosimo sighed. "This is sick. It's going to be a tough couple of weeks." During the horse ride to the crime scene they speculated on while Lorenzo gave him all the information he needed, so when they got there he was up to date and ready to do his job.

The piazza was completely closed off for normal citizens. It gave a lot of trouble for the daily life as the town hall was located at the square. They had to work quickly. Of course there were a lot of people gathered around the Piazza, and looking at the square from the windows of the town hall, which they had arranged could now be entered on the back side of it. "Come quickly boss, there's something you need to see." One of the investigators came to tell him. Cosimo followed him towards a house near the piazza to see only one, to him unfamiliar body, 3 investigators, two crying ladies, and one outside looking in. She seemed very confused about what was going on, and positioned her arms in some weird way. Then something strange happened. She tried hard to have a better look and crushed the window, that scattered from the pressure of he guessed her weight leaning against it. Something which was odd in the first place, as a lady wouldn't lean against something, let along a window in the first place. It all angered him a bit. She was ruining the crime scene. He walked out to help her nonetheless. "Are you okay? May I ask what just happened m'lady? You are not supposed to be here."

[abandoned.]

iggy: I would love to help you with your grammar ^^