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

[Tatterdemalion]

I guess... your original post made it seem like you need some place to use like a chat box and I've seen stuff like that go on for pages and pages and pages. Then there's the whole private RP thing, which I guess isnt a problem either... just different from the 'hey I have this idea, what do you guys think?' sort of thing that goes on normally.
I"m not a mod or anything, just don't want to have to skim through a bunch of stuff that in no way pertains to me to find anything that might.

I guess I'll be done now, doesn't look like what I say either way is doing much but beating my gums.

[fawnkisses]

Oh, well. xD You don't have to turn on the webcam on Skype, just type but whatever, don't make your moms kill you. Use this website, make a cbox, and talk to each other there. c; http://www.cbox.ws/

LOL GUYS I'M DYING HERE. I'm making a manip for my horse character, Lost. Well. I haven't manip'ed in months. :F

[kimmy1479]

Its okay. Its just we haven't figured out what where gonna do, and so far I have had to PM 3 poeple, wait for all of their responses, and then PM them all and tell them what the others said. Its just very confusing. And sorry about the whole private thing. Originally it was gonna be a 1 on 1 thing, but then we got 2 more PMs, and so we made it a 2 on 2

[Tatterdemalion]

Bleh! I know, Forgotten. I haven't manip'd in forever either, but now I suddenly feel like it and am completely lost. That and I cant get on DA to find any decent stock images :C Stupid parental controls... they were supposed to be fixed weeks ago...

ON A RP RELATED NOTE; Anyone have/know of any Asylum type RPs going? I'm dying to use a character of mine but the last one I joined with her is either moving at a turtle pace or dead. I'd even do a 1x1 if anyone's interested...

[wolverine♥]

I agree...this thread is already seriously active(like five pages in less than a day?) so a chat box is always the best answer. xD

And thankies UC, I'll be sure to get a good spot. ;D

[panacea.]

Form:
Username: Mintfeather {Call me Minteh}
Favorite type of RP: Wolves, Stray animals, Warriors.

Sample of writing:

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Holly's head snapped up at the mention of Alamo, a former subordinate. Confusion and curiosity flashing in her eyes, she rose to her paws and trotted over to join the discussion. Her gaze lingered on Iago briefly, as she noticed his heavy spanish accent. Holly sighed, wishing she belonged to the city more. She hadn't been brought up in Puerto Rico like most of the others. Instead she'd moved around from place to place so many times until she was unable to remember her roots. Pricking her ears, she allowed herself to be drawn into the conversation, her nose wrinkling in disgust as she heard where Alamo was suspected to be.

Dog-fighting? Urk. How barbaric. I pity him. Besides, who'd want to be owned by a human?

The young female shuddered at the thought, though remained silent. She lacked the confidence to voice her own opinion, and simply listened while Iago spoke. Craning her neck, she caught sight of Thorn who suggested a patrol. A smirk on her lips, she noted the way she stared at Dante, with a touch of amusement in her eyes. Then she felt a pang, wondering if anyone would ever look at her like that, with some sort of emotion other than dismissal. About to volunteer for the patrol, she was cut off by Iago, who sent Dante to join. Rolling her eyes with a touch of irritation, she turned away and gazed around, looking for another dog to converse with, even though most of them were heading off by now.

I've got nothing better to do, so ...

A devious glint in her dark hazel eyes, she turned and bounded away from their meeting place. Feathery tail held high, she lowered her head to the ground, the scent of Dante and Thorn set firmly in her mind. Making her way through the city, she wove between traffic as she crossed the road. An irritable, half-hearted growl rumbled in her throat as she narrowly avoided collision with a horse and cart, shying away from the bulky animal as it reared and aimed a kick at her. Tarmac burning her paws, a sigh of relief escaped Holly as she reached the other side. Pausing by a woman and a child in a pram, she snatched the ice-cream cone out of its hand, suddenly realizing how hungry she was. Crunching up the food and ignoring the sound of its plaintive cries, she darted away from them and turned a corner, then leapt up onto a bench. Catching a brief sight of Dante and Thorn turning down an alley, she bounded after them, not noticing the shadowy form of Anibal lurking in the shadows.

{I used to go by the name blackbird, just so you know.}

Any semi-lit/lit RPs you have: Nada. I'm too lazy, unfortunately. x'3

[ιdєитιтy]

Form:

Username: 
ιdєитιтy
Favorite type of RP:
Humans.
Sample of writing:
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It was the time when the mansion went silent; no crickets making their moonlight music, no people wandering the halls and making small talk to anyone else they say making their final rounds. The lights were out in the halls, the bright light of luminous orb in the night sky that made up the moon, casting long shadows through the windows. It was very peaceful. One could really rely on this time to just be alone and think. To apologize for anything they did wrong in a world where wrong was the new right. At least, that's what Jenny usually did. She wasn't really ever into sleeping. She liked to use the alone time as long as it lasted, and really wished the nights would never end. But this particular night, with the moon lighting her way, Jenny asended the hallways towards Isaac's  room. He had been stabbed in the gut with the arrow if a crossbow, one that belonged to a ruthless killer who joined the mob of people who hated those who ruled these areas. The people below him were clinging onto any hope they could pick out for their Prince's survival, but she knew it was slowly starting to dwindle every time someone saw a doctor run to his aide, accompanied by the King and Queen, the loving parents of this brave son of royalty. But, Jenny had only been down a few time since the chaotic event occurred. She didn't flinch, she didn't comment, she just stared at Isaac. Deep inside her gut, beneath the hope and concern, she had this sickening feeling she wished she could just push away, that this Kingdom's prince was going to meet his untimely end. 
Now, she stood in front of his door. She wanted to see how he was, the worry inside her was too great. She had never felt concerned for someone's health, it had always been just her. She only looked after her. It was probably because he was her Prince, and she felt loyal to him. That has to be it... She felt determined that it was true. 
Taking in a breath, Jenny entered the room, her bare feet silent against the floor with every careful step. If he was asleep, she did not want to wake him and bring him into the cruel reality that a deep slumber always took someone out of. 
Instead, when she rounded the corner to face his bed, she saw he had open eyes. Her ice blue eyes widened as at first she thought he was dead, being as pale and fragile as he was, but then she saw the rise and fall of his chest. He was breathing, which obviously ment life. She would have let out a sigh of relief if not for it would probably give her away. She didn't know what she was going to say, what she was going to do.
She was currently standing to the darker spot of his room, hiding out in the shadows. It helped she was in a long night gown that fell to her ankles in all it's black fabric.
Of course, if Jenny wanted to inspect the health of her leader, then she would have to go to side of the bed, which was washed in moonlight. 
"How are you feeling?" She asked with a blank tone, smothering all the concern that tried to taint her voice. She stepped out from her make-shift hiding spot, and walked hesitantly over to his bed side. She didn't know if he wanted her in here or not. For Jenny, she would have preferred to be left alone. She hated when someone saw her looking weak, even if was by the force of the enemies' weapon. She knew the answer was not going to be good, it was obvious, but she couldn't help but ask. It was like an instinct of hope, as if she had to ask the question, wishing the answer she knew all too well would be wrong. He would be getting better. But Jenny knew otherwise. 
"I'm not doing so well." His voice was quiet, no more then a whisper. 
Jenny kneeled down by his bedside, trying to get rid of the tears that warmed the back of her eyes. She was not going to cry, she wasn't going to show the Prince that she had the smallest of hope in his survival, even if she had prided herself in the way she was a realist who never gave false hope. In this case, false hope was the only thing keeping the Prince from falling into a deep hole of depression and deadly thoughts.
"You want water?" She quickly asked, not wanting any silences while talking to him. She would not let this night draw on in silence for him. 
"No thank you." He stared up at the ceiling, a strangely content and curious expression on his face. "Am I going to die?" He asked, his voice sounding far away. This brought those un wanted tears to her eyes, the waters of sadness just clinging onto her eyelids.
"No, no you're not going to die. Not here not now." She almost snapped her answer, the confidence and reassurance in her voice almost making her sound angry. Isaac was a Prince, he was supposed to fill the kingdom with pride and bravery, he wasn't supposed to give into any sadness or pain. 
He turned his head and his aquatic eyes stared into her own,  while he laid out a feeble hand. "Are you sure?" He whispered, a tear of his own falling down his cheek. 
"Prince, I am positive. You can't die, you won't die. Not now, not tonight, not tomorrow night." She gripped his hand with her smaller one. "You're loved by this kingdom, they believe you're going to survive. I believe you're going to make it through this." She gave him a hopefully determined smile. 
"Thank you. You know, I..." His voice trailed off into a tired mumble. 
"Prince!" She almost let out a cry for help, if her tears had not gotten the better of her. They fell down her face, shimmering like the stars that littered the night sky. This had better not been it. She refused to let him go.
His eyes were slits, but they continued to look at her, but Jenny had closed her own. She didn't want to see the life drain from his face. 
Then, she felt a hand run along the side of her face, a finger pushing away her tears from her closed eyes. "You know, I love you." And his words were a breath taking sound that stopped Jenny's heart. Why had she not seen this coming? She reflected back on the days when they had been at each other's side when needed, in spite of her being a simple servant, barely anymore then a slave for the kingdom. And now she realized it was never loyalty that she had felt draw her to his chambers in the middle of the night, it was the fact she, too, loved him. It was the fact that she regretted not telling him when she could, not spilling her feelings and putting her heart on her sleeve. 
And, he loved her too.
She smiled brighter then she had ever had in her life. "I love you, too." She whispered, obviously too shocked to make any attempt at a more defined voice if happiness. The worry of him passing away whilst asleep had dispersed into the air that had once been thick with death and lost faith. 
To complete the the moment, Jenny leaned forward with a compelling desire  to kiss him. Isn't that what happened in these moments? While wondering through the market, Jenny had seen love, and she had often felt jealous of those men and women who stared at each other with the most loving gazes, and she had never thought it would happen to her.
So, she kissed him, her eyelids covering her eyes and the tears that had once been carriers of despair and sadness were now falling out of pure joy. He couldn't die now, it wouldn't be right. And for Jenny, she would worry about any signs of Isaac suddenly knocking on death's door later. 
The moonlight that covered the bed in light seemed to be favouring the two in a romantic embrace, giving Jenny a small sense of hope that everything was going to be okay. 

[That's it, I'm never watching another movie with my mother. Ever. Again.

Sorry it kinda rambles and changes a bit.]
Any semi-lit/lit RPs you have:
None at the moment.

[Taim]

eh, we can go back to what we were doing Kimmy. its fine.

and that asylum thing sounds cool. if you find a good one, please PM me about it! I wanna join if it isnt too far ahead.

[Azure23]

I am really tired of how hard it is to find any good semi-literate+ rps. Anyone else like that?

[kimmy1479]

YEah, so I have just taken to starting my own with other poeple.