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[{belle}]

It looks very interesting lulu! But seeing that I'm limited to the computer one day out of the week, I don't see me keeping up with it. xD Good luck!

thanks bonus, and tell me if you ever have more time!

[mr.kingrichard]

to the people doing their popcorn writing things: you wouldn't be offended if I started one, would you? Mine is just going to be differently plotted and a sort of invite thing, and slower moving.

of course not! do your thing!

[Guest]

there is only one more slot available on the role play! :D

the lead, with the fc of jack o'connell, is not yet taken!

[Rated R]

i'm very surprised and shocked by myself.
i never knew i could write so much in one post, consistently.
i usually write a paragraph or two, staying in the semi-literate range.
but there's one role-play where i just pour everything out.
and i love my character; she's booksmart and pensive,
so i always have her post with one of "her own" poems there,
so i get the chance to write small verses c:
this is just a little happy moment.

[arabmorgan]

I made a roleplay a while ago that died called "Dust Defeaters"... Here is the link.

If you guys read the first post [and the second post if you don't understand daemons] and are interested to reboot this roleplay, let me know.

Anyone interested? Also, it would be literate [2 paragraphs per post, 5 sentences each].

Forms would be shorter than usual [just basics, a photo and a tidbit for history].

Also... deciding between premade characters [that are open for individual change upon request] or not.


edit; It is based off of the worlds of His Dark Materials written by Phillip Pullman.

i would be extremely interested! I've been looking for a good HDM roleplay for ages c:

[ossa di cervo]

So my little sister was watching TMNT today and I've realized I've fallen in love with that show. Raphael all the way<3

But I was sitting there.. and decided I want a role-play with four people based off of those four "cliches". The goof, the leader, the jerk, and the nerd.

Anyways, I was playing around with that and was looking at dragon pictures, don't judge me, I do stuff like that and decided I really, really, REALLY wanted to make a shifter roleplay. Like.. They could have 3-4 maximum forms and ONE of them could be something fantastical. Like someone could have a dragon form, a unicorn form.. You know? No one could have the same fantasy form.

As for what this group of shifters would be doing..? I'm not sure..

I'd like this to be up and running soonish. So I'd expect a really small, quick form with looks and the roll, not necessarily a whole personality. Actually, no personality is allowed. xD

I'd steal the jerk though.. Just so I could take inspiration off of Raphael<3

Anyone interested or wanna help me think of what these shifters would be up to?! :D

[katniss,]

I made a roleplay a while ago that died called "Dust Defeaters"... Here is the link.

If you guys read the first post [and the second post if you don't understand daemons] and are interested to reboot this roleplay, let me know.

Anyone interested? Also, it would be literate [2 paragraphs per post, 5 sentences each].

Forms would be shorter than usual [just basics, a photo and a tidbit for history].

Also... deciding between premade characters [that are open for individual change upon request] or not.


edit; It is based off of the worlds of His Dark Materials written by Phillip Pullman.

i would be extremely interested! I've been looking for a good HDM roleplay for ages c:

Okay yay! I'll probably create the thread sometime this week. Like, four people have shown interest so ill let you guys know via this thread when the roleplay is up and open for reserves.

[phenomenon]

[ Reapplying. cx (with permission) ]

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Username: Phenomenon
Favorite type of RP: Usually action and adventure roleplays (human or animal, it doesn't really matter to me). Fandom-based roleplays and very original roleplays are some of my favorites.
Roleplay sample: If you don't mind, I'll include two; one from a human perspective and one from an animal perspective. c:


✿ ＩＳＡＢＥＬＬＥ ＨＯＦＦＭＡＮ

[ eighteen ] - [ quiet ] - [ genius ] - [ the novelist ]


ｃａｒｅｆｕｌ...ｙｏｕ ｍａｙ ｊｕｓｔ ｅｎｄ ｕｐ ｉｎ ｍｙ ｎｅｘｔ ｎｏｖｅｌ.


ｍｏｏｄ; okay.
ｈｅａｌｔｈ; just fine.
ｌｏｃａｔｉｏｎ; with hunter.





-----Isabelle fiddled with her bracelet as Hunter drove. The silence wasn't necessarily bad. But the air between Hunter and her was a bit chilly for the first couple minute together. She bit her lip when Hunter responded with a simple "okay". Had she been too harsh? Isabelle didn't exactly get along with Hunter, but she wasn't a mean person like that. She started to sweat slightly as her anxiety took over. Was Hunter mad at her? Was Hunter holding back her anger? Was Hunter going to ditch Isabelle somewhere in the Sahara desert with some random Monks in an undiscovered pyramid?! Okay, maybe not the last one. Isabelle has been spending way too much time watching the History channel for inspiration...
-----POP! Isabelle jumped as the Mustang jerked slightly. She gripped the sides of her seat as her heart thudded and Hunter pulled over to the side of the road. Realizing she was being such a coward for freaking out at a "popping" car, she relaxed her shoulders the best she could and took a deep breath as black smoke started steaming out from under the hood.
-----Isabelle only nodded and said nothing as Hunter excused herself and stepped outside. She watched Hunter flip out her phone and dial a number. Now, Isabelle was rich, yes, and of all the cars she's ever been in, never before had one broken down like this. Well, "popped" and smoke come out of the engine. She was slightly shocked as her heart raced against her will. She wasn't scared. She shouldn't be. She watched Hunter hold the phone to her ear with slight amazement. Hunter was taking this easily. Like, it happened every day for her. Looking around at the old Mustang GT, Isabelle guessed it probably almost did. The car was a fancy sport vehicle "back then". But now, it was a Camry compared to those Mercedes, Ferrarris, or Aston Martins they have today.
----- Isabelle hung her head. Like the ones my parents or I have... Feeling guilty, Isabelle wondered what she could do to help out. Meaning, should she just sit here trying to process what exactly just happened? Or go outside and...do what? Stand there while Hunter makes a call? Rubbish.
-----Thankfully, Hunter walked back to the car before Isabelle felt completely useless. "Oh, uh, not a problem. I can wait." Isabelle put on a weaker smile than she wanted to do. She was a little surprised when Hunter asked how her writing was going. She looked at her hands in her lap. "Good, I suppose. Well, since school is over and summer is here, I was hoping to really work harder on my novels. I thought, you know, going somewhere I haven't been before might spark some inspiring ideas for plot twists and such." She sighed and paused for a moment. "I guess...being here is sort of my fault. I mean, I mentioned "going somewhere where I haven't been for ideas" to Aunt Karen. And, of course, she had an idea and went to go call my parents... Apparently, she knew of you and some of your friends going away for the summer and said I should go with you. I said I was fine but Aunt Karen had called my parents already. They said I could go... I should go. So...here I am basically. I don't want to disappoint my parents anymore. I only agreed because it was either stay with my parents and Aunt Karen or go with you. I...chose the better choice. I think." Isabelle looked up at Hunter with a hint of guilt and a plead for forgiveness in her voice and eyes.




ｒｅｄｆｏｏｔ.
[ tom ] - [ 28 moons ] - [ warrior ] - [ wise ]
ｋｅｅｐ ｙｏｕｒ ｈｅａｄ ｕｐ, ｉｔ ｃａｎ'ｔ ｌａｓｔ ｆｏｒｅｖｅｒ.



-----Redfoot woke up rather late... Usually, he was always one to be on time. If he wasn't, something was wrong or he had a good reason to be late. Nevertheless, Redfoot was ashamed to be one of the last cats to wake up. How could he miss dawn patrols and training Minnowpaw?
-----Redfoot stretched while he was still laying on his side. He sat up and opened his jaws in a wide yawn. If it wasn't for that disturbing dream last night... He felt a shiver run down his spine and shook it off. No matter now, he could think on his dream later. Right now, it was time to attend to duties. He was one of the senior warriors which meant he had a lot of experience and knowledge. In addition, he should always been one of the first cats to wake up. He was known as a great cat to go to for advice on just about anything. About being a good warrior or other problems. One of his key traits was that he was a great listener. He would never make fun of you nor tell anyone your secrets.
-----Blinking off sleep, Redfoot padded out the warrior's den. He stretched and flexed his claws out. He sniffed and still could smell the morning scents; the melting morning dew, the slight haze in the air, and the sun's rays lazily stretching through. It was going to be a wonderful day.
-----Now...where was Minnowpaw? Redfoot thought as he looked around RushClan camp. He padded over to the apprentice den and took a peek inside. No, Minnowpaw wasn't here. She scent was stale so she must have left her bed a while ago. Redfoot took a step back and sat down. He looked over at the deputy, Moonshine, a pretty she-cat but firm as stone. Maybe Minnowpaw went on a patrol? Redfoot felt shame wash over him. What a good mentor he was turning out to be! He couldn't even find his apprentice! And now, thanks to his laziness, Minnowpaw probably went on a patrol without him.
-----With spirits a little low, Redfoot padded over to Moonshine and saw she was assigning patrols. He sat a little ways away from Hawkfur. He nodded to Hawkfur with a smile and dipped his head in greeting to Mooshine. "Hello, Moonshine. I'm ashamed to say this, but have you seen Minnowpaw? I can't seem to find her." Even though Redfoot felt embarrassed, he was never afraid to ask questions to find his faults or admit his mistakes. His easy-going attitude and flowing speech held respect and politeness to whoever he spoke to. Any cat who spoke to him felt special. Redfoot liked the feeling when a sad cat comes to him and leaves happy and joyful after speaking with him.


tagged;; hawkfur, moonshine


Any semi-lit/lit RPs you have: I have a few, but since they are still a work in progress, I won't mention any. Yet, at least. ^-^

[{belle}]

alright guys, my role play is open and accepting, please join there are four spots left.

[Welcome to Whysperia]

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Username: Sanguine-Therian
Favorite type of RP: Fantasy, normally, though I do enjoy a good realistic-based one every now and again.
Roleplay sample: Two characters, semi-literate one-on-one with Rider (Rosie). It's average to slightly above average for me on Awesome Sauce.


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Any semi-lit/lit RPs you have:
Four one-on-one's that are currently on the Awesome Sauce website, two on Ivory Guardians, and one on The Role We Play. None here.

One other thing about me; I don't role-play here anymore, not usually. I've learned a lot since my last role-play here, so I wouldn't really judge off of that one. If you want to see more current work, feel free to check me out on Awesome Sauce. I'm Willow there.