CarrieJo96 wrote:CarrieJo96 wrote:So..Obviously I am looking for a roleplay partnerSome things you probably need to know about meI am an experienced and mature roleplayer. I expect you to be as well.
I can write up to 8 lines in a roleplay, depending on what you give me to work with. I might be able to write more if possible.
I cannot stand one liners, but please. If you are having writers block or something just let me know and I can try to help you out.
I do not, I repeat DO NOT tolerate people who will post a few times and then leave the roleplay. Yes I might get a bit bored, but not usually. Please try to make the roleplay as interesting as you can.
I need someone who can post often, but not bug me to much if I am busy with something else. I do have a life. I will try and post as much as I can though, but if you keep asking and bugging me I will most likely call the roleplay off.
I can be a pretty nice person at times, but lately I have been kinda depressed and stuff, but I don't bite so don't be afraid to talk to me through out the roleplay.
I will go ahead and say that yes, I am Bi and partially emo. So most of my characters will be too. You will probably see alot of this from me, but I usually put myself into my character. Say if I am feeling down or sad my character will be sad too. Sorry its just a habit I have.
If you are not interested so far I suggest you stop reading. Thank you.
So this pretty much sums up how I roleplay. Time to get to the stuff that I do and don't.
I cannot stand when people roleplay like, Example: Carla: I walked down the streets with my hands in my pockets until I ran into you. If you roleplay like this. Please do not message me. I just..can't stand it when people do that ._.Things That I roleplay. More *'s means I want to do this more.Werewolves**(not to much but I might give it a shot.
Arranged royal marriage*****
Forbidden love**
Emo Romance************(cannot express to how much I want to do one of these)
Kidnapper x hostage****
Slave x Master*****(Will have to be done over pm, don't want to scare the kids.)
Flight 29 Down/Stranded on an island*******
H2o kind of thing**
Anything that has anything to do with Emo****************And here is what I will never be doingAnimals
Anime based
Twilight
Justin bieber
Celebrities
Paranormal
Anything that I have not mentioned above. Unless I like the plot that is..Some examples of how I roleplay:Emma woke up one morning as the alarm started beeping loudly at her. She moaned and pushed the covers away from her face and hit the button. As she started to go back to sleep though she could hear her mother calling up the stairs. "Time to get up sweetie or your going to miss your bus!" Emma mumbled a few words under her breath and pushed the covers away from her body. She sat up slowly and walked to her mirror. "Gosh I look like a zombie." She said to herself as she picked up her headband and put her hair back out of her face. Unzipping her makeup bag she started putting the makeup over her face slowly, making sure to get it just right. Once she was done she took the headband out of her curly and wavy hair and started brushing it out. The tangles started falling out of her hair one by one until she was done and got her hair just right. Emma walked over to her closet and got a pair of her ripped jeans and a black t-shirt with her favorite band over the front of it. It was only a few more minutes until the bus would arrive. Luckily though she was pretty fast when it came to changing her clothes. At one point she almost considered being a helper for a magician doing that sort of stuff. She got dressed and grabbed her white hoodie and put it over her head. The hoodie had pink and purple markings over the front, but nothing to girly like flowers and stuff. Looking into the mirror once more she let out a slight sigh and then started heading towards the door. She was halfway down the steps when she realized something though. She looked down at her feet and let out a quiet curse under her breath. She hurried back up the stairs as fast as she could so she could grab her black leather boots. Having to put them on while she hopped down the stairs yet again, she finally got them zipped up all the way and got out the door. She had missed the bus though. Today just wasn't her day apparently.Bryan walked around his room with his hand over his face, his thumb and his first finger resting on the top of his nose that led to his forehead with his eyes closed as he paced back and forth in his room thinking. It wasn't very long before this until his parents had decided he would have to be married before leading his country. He was pretty much fine with that until they also told him it was going to be an arranged marriage. He hated this idea, and he didn't see a point. His parents were always telling him how that they got married from being in an arranged setup and how they became very fond of each other. Bryan didn't want someone who he would be fond of though, and he certainly didn't want to be forced into something. The whole point of being married was being with the one whom you loved and cherished so that you could call the person yours, that you could be one, and basically live happily ever after. Now there is this new rule. Arranged marriage. It felt like he was a trapped dog being forced to breed with the other females. He couldn't take it hardly at all. His maid walked into the room and he looked up at her. "Can I do anything for you sir?" she had asked him in her sweet ringing voice. Bryan smiled at her slightly and shook his head, "No and how many times must I tell you Audrie, you don't have to call me sir. We're friends last time I checked." He said to her. The maid looked up at him, "Yes si- I mean Bryan. I will be going now." She said and left the room to continue her work.Emma looked up at the ceiling feeling very bored. She looked over at her skateboard that was still lying on the floor, kinda wanting to go back and practice. More or less go back and see if he was still there, but she decided not to since her leg was still hurting and he probably went home. Slowly she moved up into a sitting position on her bed. She almost felt bad now, had she given him the wrong impression? What a way to scare off someone you had just met.. She shook her head, running her fingers up through her hair she stood up and walked downstairs taking one step at a time listening to her dad who had come in. He was on the phone with someone, not knowing who but he sounded angry. He had hung up the phone with a loud slam and she looked at him with a concerned look. "Dad..? Whats going on? Whats wrong?" She asked him. Her dad only stood there with a hand over his face, his thumb and his first finger over the bridge of his nose. These go together but they are two different posts Emma's dad looked up at her finally, and told her what was going on. He had gotten fired from his job and the people weren't going to be sending him anymore parts for his at home job. Emma rubbed her forehead trying to think. "I'll just go and get a job then.." She said to him. Of course her dad said no, that he wasn't going to have someone else paying for them to live. Thoughts started running through her mind, if only her mom was still here..everything would have been fine. She wasn't about to blame everything on him though, and even if she had to she would sneak around and find someone way to help them out. Without saying another word, she left out of the house grabbing her black and white hoodie as she grabbed her skateboard. By now it was already dark outside, she didn't care all that much about it though. She liked the dark. She started just walking down the sidewalk with her skateboard in hand and headed towards the bigger part of this town.Just letting ya'll know that this is still a work in progress.