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Greetings all RolePlayers! My name is cяєѕтƒαllєη.νιтαlιтy, but call me Zanna instead, and it is obvious that I am indeed seeking a One on One partner! ^^
A word of advice, read everything I shall post below, for it might help you determine whether or not I am the right person you'd like to RolePlay with!

A few words about myself:

I am indeed a girl, for those of you who are wondering! xD Not such a big surprise there, I tell you. My writing can be very advanced for my age, since I strongly dislike sophomoric vocabulary and tend to use some pretty vast words, if you know what I mean. That also means, that I am a Literate RolePlayer, but I may be Semi-Literate also. I am able to write five to god-knows how many lines per post! It really depends on how much you post. If you post five sentances, then that affects how my writing gears work inside my head! xD So you can expect a wide range of vocabulary from me, as well as different writing styles. I am also interested in very cunning and crepuscular plots with twists and a few atramentous secrets. x3 I am also able to RolePlay both male and female characters! xD Below I shall post my best sample of Writing, which is not an RP sample, but it is a plot I wrote for one of my RolePlays. This one shows my high level vocabulary, which is why I am putting it here! x3

Trepidation… Consternation… Anguish… Malady…

Within the once magnanimous, bounteous valley of Urgaraz, an abhorrent cryptic conflict is rising. In this valley, thrive powerful wolven, which rule the provinces of the valley within their dominicle amplitude. All was harmonious, until a group of five wolven have grown bored of this serenity. There have been apologues of the gates of Hell, where if it is opened the ones who opened it shall be turned into wretched, horrendous demons. Snickering at the foolishness of the legend, they set off into the highest peak of the mountain, where there are two vast slabs of rock, and a massive outline of a immense gate. Around this area, are skeletal forms of deceased organisms, but yet the group of wolven merely chuckled at this scene. So then, they approached the two slabs, and immediately, the outlines lit up in a bright crimson luminosity, and a gate formed. Frightened, four of the wolven stepped back, but the most ruthless and reckless of them goes forward, and stands before the gate. “Ho! Open thy gate of thy Satan’s servants!” He cried, and for a few moments, it was silent. Then, ghostly clawed hands shot out of the gate, and grabbed the group of wolven. Shrieking with mass pain and terror, the wolven tried to wretch free of the grips of the phantom hands, but without succession. Their bones shifted inside them, their innards shifting along with the bones. Massive spike-like bones sprouted from the necks and upper-backs of the mutants, while long talons extend from their paws. They stood back on their hind legs, their once golden eyes blaring a deep red. The wolven they once were, are no more. They have been transformed into Demons with corrupted minds. Without the slightest hesitation, the demons flooded down into the valley of the wolven, and mutated a few more wolven to become like them. Some of the wolven fought back, and managed to chase off the Demons they came to call the Corrupted Ones. Their appearance was so horrid, that even the bravest of wolven even cannot stand to not become undaunted. So a war broke out, the pack against the Corrupted Ones. The wolven in the pack have a few powers, and might defeat the Corrupted Ones… Will the wolven win? Or will the demons flood the valley of Urgaraz?


“Be not afraid child.. For your death shall come quickly, and you’ll be comforted within the horrendous pits of Hell.”

I am able to write more than this in a RolePlay which involves my characters. Below I shall post one of my character posts from this RP plot that I posted above, which is when my character was speaking to her army.. xD This one doesn't include my vast vocabulary, since I wished to not use too much time on this post.

The General waited patiently aboard the rock, letting her black claws sink into its rough surface. Yes, the wolven needed to learn the Deadly Arts.. In battle, these Arts will be risky, and a lot of wolven will be lost sadly.. But they will be able to take down a few demons and weaken some before -- if -- their demise reaches them. As she heard the howls of Hera and Noko, Kukaku lifted her muzzle into the air, growling. The sound of the Guardians and Warriors running with unision, like the ferocity of thunder itself, filled her ears, and her eyes gleamed with pride. These were the wolves that she trained, the wolven that have earned sheer respect in the pack for their services.

"We're all here and accounted for Kukaku." Her ears swiveled as she heard Noko's voice, and she nodded down at him. Then, her gaze swept over all the wolven before her vocie boomed out into the air at a extreamily loud volume. "Warrios and Guardians of the Wolven Pack! A Hex had come from the realm of Hell, and had spoken to our Alphess, Marwolaeth. The Hex, Damon, had warned us of an upcoming attack from the Devil himself!" Her voice was keeping its loud volume and sheer strength. "The Devil wants our illusionist and nightwalker, Nightmare, as well as our fastest member, Noko! If he shan't get these two, a even greater war shall erupt. All of his forces will come down on us, with more power than ever before! That is why we must prepare! My Warriors and Guardians, of which I haved trained for many moons, I shall now teach you, the Deadly Arts! The Arts shall increase your power against the Demons, and Devil himself if you encounter him. The Arts are forbidden, yes," Cries of unsettlement were heard, but Kukaku continued. "but they can be used if the need is great! And the need is great now! If we don't increase our strength, the Demons shall vanquish us, and we all shall reach our demise!" She snarled into the air, her muscular torso rippling along with her movements.

"Starting tomorrow, you shall wake up each day, and take a morning run, ten miles all in unision! Then you will report to me, for steps on learning the Deadly Arts! Fail to learn them, and you shall be held back in the battle. Fail to be on time, and you shall be faced with a grim punishment. Am I understood?" She cried out, hearing the united cry of all the Warriors and Guardians. "Very well! The War is near, my fellow wolven! So we must learn fast! Before you run, though, make sure all of you take some chamomile to power your strength every morning from Fell!" She boomed finally, swinging her massive tail around.

Kukaku's gaze continues to sweep over her Warriors and Guardians, and a grin forms on her jaws. To heighten their spirits, Kukaku inhales deeply, and lets out a massive blast of flames to signal them to continue. Tomorrow they would start training. Kukaku was only more energized at the thought.

And another great example of my writing.. xD

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Marwolaeth peers around the vast trunk of the ripened willow, her crystalline, azure gaze locked immediatly on the rather plump roe buck. Almost at once, her maw began to water at the thought of her jaws tearing into the juicy, warm meat that would slide down into her famished stomache.. Marwolaeth swung her head from side to side, ridding herself of the thought to focus in on the hunt. The young buck stoops down, its narrow muzzle parting to munch on some foliose lichen that grew on the bark of a nearby lime tree, giving Marwolaeth a good amount of time to react.

"Quietly now, Marwolaeth.. Slowly.." Marwolaeth softly whispered to herself, while craning her neck down to the ground as she began to prowl forward. The roe buck had not yet detected her presence, so she crawled in a little closer, her lips pulling back over her ivory-tinged jaws, preparing to bite down on the creature. Snap! Marwolaeth froze, seeing that she had stepped onto a twig. The buck immediatly whips around, the whites of its eyes wide with fear. It bolts the other direction, full speed. "Damn it all!" Marwolaeth growled, and shot forward after it, using every muscle fiber within her limbs to propell her forward.

No! No! No! The thoughts screamed inside her thoughts as the roe buck continued to sprint farther and farther out of her grasp. Marwolaeth then snarled to herself, her determination not defueling that easily. She digs her black claws into the ground, continueing to push herself forward after the buck, not wanting to return to Xelthious empty-handed like she did the previous week. Thankfully, luck was on Marwolaeth's side. The roe buck had recently ran, before Marwolaeth began chasing it, and its stamina was quickly decreasing.

A wide grin appears on Marwolaeth's jaws, and the alabaster hellion throws herself forward, her hunter instincts fueling her limbs to carry her swiftly over the overgrowth. When at close range, Marwolaeth lunges, clamping her jaws down onto the buck's neck. They both tumble to the ground, and right before the buck gave up and went limp, it had kicked out, and hit Marwolaeth with powerful force in the side of her chest. A loud yelp sears past her jaws, muffled by the fur inside her mouth, but Marwolaeth keeps clamping down, until she was sure the creature was dead.

She then let go, and stumbled back down onto her side with a loud yelp. The spot where the buck had kicked her ached savagely, almost as if something was stabbing a sharp metal object into her. Marwolaeth hisses in pain, but forces herself onto her limbs. "Damn.." The white hellion growled softly, wincing as she staggered toward her kill, and plopped down beside it. She had to get Xelthious somehow.. But right now she was too exhausted, too exhausted to even howl. Marwolaeth, deciding it was no use, decides to rest for a few moments to gather her strength. Her frame covered the roe buck protectively, and her jaws were ready to snap at any indweller that dared t come near her kill.

And here is my best example of my writing for human like creatures.. This is a Vampyre of course. xD

Derek is in trouble once again.. Not much of a surprise, the Vampyress thought to herself as she let out a soft yawn, applying the ointment that she had created onto her skin, which would enable her to survive out in the sunlight. It was a skill she had, working with herbs and other remedies to create useful items of which would give Vampyres to ability to do specific things that they are refrained from doing in their average forms. A mage, they call her. A witch, shaman, psychic, and many more. Truely, she was nothing but a mere Vampyress that only had a high interest in witchcraft, and decided to make her own little tweaks to the Vampyre world. She was viewed to some as a witch of eradication, seeking to completely vanquish every last Vampyre in existance. Others think she is trying to plague the Vampyres in some way to bring them suffering and torture.

Most view her as a toy for pleasure, not surprisingly. The Vampyress stood tall, about five feet and nine inches tall, with a very robust frame following with two vast spheres over her chest. Her hair is rich and silky, crimson red in hue, and hangs just below her shoulders like a veil, ending in small curls. The skin along her frame is pale, and completely scarless, having a very smooth texture which other males find hard to resist. The eyes of a Vampyre are usually a golden hue, sometimes even a shade of blue or brown. But hers were a stunning, exotic blend of a bright green and golden yellow, which give her a even more stunning appearance in addition to her beautiful frame.

Her flaws were mainly on head-on battles, of which involve her getting up close to combat with another Vampyre. She can fight with ranged tactics and agility, yes, but when it comes to physical strength that involes placing in weight and trying to pin another Vampyre or whatsoever, she is not much of a use. Her temper can also get the best of her, causing her to throw deadly threats that cause others to feel a wave of trepidation. Sometimes her anger can get at such an escalated level that she sends those who riled her to their horrid demise, Vampyre or not.

The Vampyress's name was Jin Kariya, and she was well-known amongst the Vampyres. She had been the one to raise Derek as a fledgling Vampyre, considering that male Vampyres were not of use for this category. Soon becoming Derek's 'adopted mother', Jin Kariya had kept Derek close by her, refraining other Vampyres from laying a hand on him. When Derek matured and became a full-grown Vampyre in a mere decade, he became close comrades with Jin Kariya, forgetting her motherly actions to him. Jin Kariya had been the same, then on treating him like she treated any other Vamp.. Except with more kindness and trust.

"Now Derek fell in love with a human, and the two kissed.. Can things get any worse?" Jin muttered crossly under her breath, pulling a plain red tank-top that bears her abdomen over her head, placing a black leather jacket over with long sleaves, that also, bears her abdomen. She then pulled on a pair of black cotton pants, glimpsing at her reflection in the mirror. From one battle, Jin had been presented with one scar, one along her collarbone which can be seen faintly. No matter. Slipping her black shoes onto her feet, Jin Kariya exited her domain, and walked up onto the streets of the human city.

The scent of the girl, Kat, immediatly drifted over to Jin as she stepped out onto the sidewalk, and soon spotted the group of males that were trailing after her. Since Derek had not yet recieved the ointment she uses, he cannot go out into the sunlight to protect the girl.. So that is why Jin shall take over today. "Here we go," She muttered in her old-lady-smoker voice, and bolted forward at an extremely high speed past the main boy, the one that had been gripping the girls forearms. Skidding to a halt on the opposite end of the street, Jin Kariya pushed the red hair from her face, and looked over at them. "Now what is going on there? Leave the poor girl be, boys," Jin called over to them, letting out a amused grunt as the male released Kat.

As he spoke to her, Jin sauntered across the street swiftly, and extended herself to her full-height, slightly inclining her head upward to look at him. "Look here, son, if you lay a hand on this girl again, I will ensure that you will die with your blood splattered across the ground. If you ever make a comment about Derek, whether it is rude or courteous, I shall come and snap that jaw of yours clean off your skull," Jin told him in a stern voice, watching as the boy flinched but then laughed. "Don't believe me?" Jin Kariya whirled around, swinging her leg up into the air as she caught one of his friends in the temple. The boy fell to the ground with a cry of pain as he scrambled away with fear. "Go now, before I will kick all of your rears," She said simply, and all the boys scattered, dashing down the street along with the boy that had gripped Kat previously.

With a huff of amusement, Jin Kariya turned her head around so she can look over at Kat. "You are Katherine, correct? The girl that had won Derek's love?" She asked, arching a brow as she took in the girls petite frame. "Before you go off running while screaming down the street, I'll tell you that I am indeed a Vampyre, but I am a close friend of Derek's. I've come to give him something, as well as assist him in being rid of the other Vamps within his former coven," Jin said, placing one of her hands on her hip as she awaited a reply from the girl.

And another great example of my writing.. x3

With final farewells, as well as a few punches, the assassins had finally went back to their normal lives, out of the trepidation that their newest addition had been causing for the past seven years. They themselves couldn't believe that the King himself had sent such a demonic figure to them to be trained to kill for a purpose, or even no purpose at all. Several men had been afraid to train with the figure, for fear that she may kill them without thinking twice. Yes, a woman. It is very unlikely for a lady to become an assassin, but this was no ordinary feminine figure that most people see every day. The woman is very robust, having about the same muscle-built as a knight, but yet, she is light on her feet like an assassin. Her complexion is very stunning and beautiful, that is.. until you see the scar that resides on the left side of her face. Countless of times, men had tried to seduce the woman to fall in love with them, but they always ended up having their throats slit without warning. Oh yes, the woman is a terror amongst humans now, especially her targets or those she passes along her paths. The leader of the assassins had to train her himself, since his men were much to afraid to even approach her.

Now, the red-headed assassin was now on the back of a brown-furred mustang, a very built horse that is made to last a very long journey. Her supplies are relatively simple; a few containers filled with water, a bag of hazelnuts, a couple of sandwitches, her weapons, and then the piece of parchment that had come from the King of Silicia. It was a letter, stating that the King had a special task for the woman to complete, so she was currently on her way to the Silicia Kingdom. After pushing some of the red hair from her face, she lifts her chin once again, clicking her tongue as a signal for her horse to proceed to a gallop. Soon enough, the woman was bracing her legs against the side of the horse, riding on its back as it freely sprinted through the open field of wildflowers and wheat. The rhythm of the collisions of the mustangs hooves continued on an on, and Aniera decides to think back to her past, her experiances with the assassins.

Her name was Aniera Wintermoon, her last name coming from the fact that she was born on the first night of winter, when the full moon had occured. It was her mother who had given her the angelic sounding name, but it was her father that had caused her heart to become cold, emotionless, hard.. The assassins had always feared Aniera, soon enoughing giving her the sobriquet, Bodacious Acrimony. She was fearless, and she was wicked. The sobriquet fit her perfectly, or so the others thought. Aniera wasn't as cold-hearted as she seemed, since it takes a lot to break through the thick sheet of ice that she cloaks herself with to prevent herself from being hurt once again like she was during her childhood. Deciding one day that her name was a bit of a mouthful, Aniera had shortened her name to Ani, which seemed like a rightful name for her new identity as an assassin. Oh yes, Ani was indeed a more solemn, and fearful name than Aniera, so that is what all others call her. If they call her else, she threatens to slit their throats with an eepe. Simple as that.

"Gid'yap! We must reach the castle before sunset!" Aniera snaps at the mustang, flicking the reins against the horse's shoulders. The mustang let out a riled snort, but obeyed Aniera's harsh command as it shot forward at its highest speed, trailing over the flat terrain with ease. Grunting with approval, Aniera lifted her head once again, soon spotting the silhouette of the castle in the distance. After a eight day journey, Aniera was finally close to the castle. Her legs were beginning to become a bit sore from riding for so long, and soon enough, she knew that she would have to stop to let the horse rest, and eat something herself. Her famished stomache began to snarl with hunger, but Aniera forced it down for now, deciding to stop after a few more miles beside the lake that she also spots within a few seconds.

After the very long run, Aniera pulls the reins back sharply, causing the horse to rear back onto its hindlegs as it stopped. With a grunt, Aniera leaped down from the saddle, stretching out her limbs as the mustang trotted over to the lake, and stooped down to drink the cool, crystalline water. Aniera walks over to its side, and takes one of the containers from the bag, flipping off the cork as she drank the water greedily. The suns heat had been pretty harsh, gleaming down harshly to try and attempt to sear Aniera's skin, but yet, it failed. Aniera's skin remined pale and smooth, only becoming rough where her scars were present. Another thing about Aniera that distinguished her from other men; she had much more scars than the average woman should have. The scars also add to the fear that others feel for her, which also resulted in crepuscular tales that are told to children, saying that if they misbehave, Aniera would come and slit their throats in their sleep. A very affective little saying, since the children actually believe it.

Finishing the sandwitch that had been made for her, Aniera placed a few hazelnuts into the horses muzzle before vaulting onto its back once again, and kicking its ribs slightly. The mustang broke into a swift gallop once again, heading on to the direction of the castle. Aniera, meanwhile, relaxes as she lets the horse run, adjusting the bandana on her forehead to keep her hair covering the left side of her face and also to hold it in place. When she made it to the gates, she didn't want to be questioned by the guards that stood there. Aniera always had been questioned about her scars, always being asked if she was some kind of outlaw or criminal. Each time, Aniera replied that it had been her father, who was now dead, that afflicted those wounds that resulted in her scars. Most didn't believe her, although some did.

Aniera reached the gates to the kingdom within a few hours, and immediatly, the guards blocked her path. "What is your buisness here?" One of the guards asked her gruffly, glaring up at her. Aniera keeps her face stoney, and holds out the parchment that the King had sent out to her. The guards realized who she was, and bowed their heads in apology. They then opened the gates, which Aniera passed through gratefully with her mustang, trotting along the streets of the Silicia Kindom. A few people look up to stare at her, knowing that she must be someone very dangerous by her frame and the way she covered half of her face with her hair. Ignoring their stares, Aniea tied her mustang to a column outside the castle, and jumped off of its back. Stretching out her limbs again, Aniera let out a bored sigh and sauntered forward, walking up the stairs that led into the throne room. Without even knocking, Aniera opened he doors, and walked forward along the carpet, her malevolent gaze locked on the King. "You called for me? For some kind of task that I need to complete?" Aniera spoke in a deep tone, one that held both her power and superiority. The King didn't daunt her, and if the knights attacked, she would just slaughter them with ease.

What I expect from you:

It is all relatively simple! Below I shall list all the things I wish to expect from you. Fail to provide yourself with the expectation below, then your request to do a one on one with me shall be declined unhesitantly. So read carefully, as to not skip or misunderstand any of the expectations in the list.

- Paragraphs! At least one minimum per post, which consists of five to seven sentances.
- Good, almost perfect grammar! No fragments, run-ons, misusage of punctiation, etc.
- High level vocabulary! Instead of using brave, use bodacious! Instead of killing use eradication! Vast words if you please!
- Be on regularly! Do not abandon the RolePlay for a week or more without notifying me that you shall be gone. Whether it is vacation or not!
- Be able to RolePlay both genders! xD Please!
- Be able to create great plot twists! I am pretty dull at that [which sucks about my brain -.-] so I wish that you attempt to create twists that will be able to bring some.. algid drama into the RolePlay. x3
- Be my friend? xD I wish to get along with my RolePlaying partner! xD

Topics I shall or am Willing to do [Ones in bold I really want to do]:

• Lycanthropes - I am really fond of Lycans so, this is my highest liking. xD

• Vampyres x Humans/Vampyres x Lycanthropes - Maybe some romance into these? Forbidden love interests me also. x3

• Wolves - Whether it is with powers or with ordinary wolven, pack or loner, I am addicted to wolves, so this is a topic I am willing to do. x3

• Lycanthrope Pack/Loner Romance - This one I desperatly want to do!!! xDD

•ROMANCE! - I have gotten into romance over a few rps.. xDD But it must include a supernatural being[s] and/or a human. So VampxHuman, LycanxVamp, LycanxHuman.. ETC! xD And this kind of RP will have to take place through PM since.. I tend to post some pretty mature stuff. T-T

• Warrior Cats - Yeah, I love the books. x3 Will do this one!

• Pirates! - With a unique plot of course. x3

• Historical RolePlay - Like people back in the Stone Age. xD Search the book series 'Chronicals of Ancient Darkness' to see what I mean. x3

• Angel x Fallen Angel - Oh yes. >:3

•Assassins - Like.. a Kingdom RolePlay with royal people that are evil and assassin are sent to kill them.. xDD

• Kidnapper x Hostage - With a very unique plot, not really just a person kidnapping another person. -3-

• Demigods - Only Greek demigods please. x3 And a spontaneous plot. =3

Topics I shall NEVER do:

• Twilight - Real men don't sparkle.. -.- Vamps BURN in sunlight..

• Justin Bieber - ...I just dislike the kid I'm sorry..

• Celebrity - I feel like a total idiotic immature child RolePlaying celebs.. Sorry!

• Schools - Nah..

• Yaoi/Yuri - No. O_O

• Movie or Book based - Nah.. Maybe the same conflict but not exactly the same characters..

• Aliens/Robots/Non-human creatures - No, just.. No. >_>

•Anime based - I absolutely love anime, but I wish not to..

Alrighty! xD PM me if you are strongly interested on having a One on One with me!

[a m n e s i a.]

Hi there I am ✖HIPSTERtool✖ and I'm obviously and looking for a RP partner
★What you can get from me★
★I am on almost everyday and will try to reply as fast as I can.★
★ I am semi-lit and a total grammar nazi★
★ I don't use text talk, but I do use lol from time to time but not in the RP I use it in talking to someone.★
★ People say I have a great sense of humor and I can adapt to any humor that is thrown at me. But I have a very older, british, perverted, and twisted sense of humor so if I make you uncomfortable then please just tell me.★
★ I love to cuss, I can't help it but if you have a problem with it tell me★
★ I am perverted at times but in a weird humorous way so if I do say something along the lines of being perverted I am just joking. ★
★ I often poof at random times of the day because I most likely am tending to family needs or I got easily distracted again.★
★I will match your posts so if you post one liner I will most likely post a one liner so please try to keep it big for my sake, okay?★

☆What I expect from you☆
☆Semi-lit at least please I don't want to tend to small posts.☆
☆You know what you want to roleplay right away I can't make up my mind on roleplays I just don't have a topic starter :3☆
☆You have good grammar, but typos is okay because I have a lot of them.☆
☆Please oh please have a sense of humor, I really don't want a boring roleplay make up jokes.☆
☆Be Immature at times but serious too☆
☆Please don't leave the roleplay without telling me I will get all upset and go all southern on your butt☆

★What I will do★
Demons ★★★★★★
Lesbian ★★★★★
Gay ★★★★★
Bisexual ★★★★★
Kingdom Hearts ★★★★★★
Pokemon ★★★★★
Hetalia ★★★★★
Alice in Wonderland ★★★★★
Superheroes ★★★★★★★
Tales of Symphonia: Dawn of the New World ★★★★★★
Anything else but listed below

☆What I won't do☆
☆Something based off books☆
☆Twilight☆
☆Werewolves☆
☆Straight☆
((I will do a straight but warning I am not good at them))


I hope you consider roleplaying with me!

[LyingLastBreath]

Hello, I am Skyler, or Sky-Sky, and I am looking for a 1 x 1 Role Play or if you wouldn't mind, a 3 person Role Play.

Things I don't like -
txt talk
GodModling
Power Play
Extreme cussing

Role Play's I'll do -
Vampire(Non-Twilight!)
Colledge
Vampire, Human
Run aways
Neko
Warrior (Very, Very unlikely! But, if it's a good enough plot I might try.)
Any Romance

Me -

I've been Role Play for around 3 years, I'm not perfectly litterate, but I'm fairly good with spelling, typos happen, but I usually go back and edit them. My post can be long, and they can be short, depends on what the situation. I can Role Play as a Male or a Female, but even though I'm a girl, it's easier for me to Role Play as a Male.

[miya.]

Hey people Emo love here!
Okay well I don't know what to put really, I'm just looking for a new role play. I can never find one that is just perfect for what I like. All right well bellow is the list of role plays I WILL do, and will NOT the ones with the * next to them are the one I would prefer to do, the more stars the more I want that one.

WILL do:
• Teen delinquents (as in kids in jail/prison or that have been to jail/prison)*************
• Percy Jackson (I'm on one and it's not very active...)*
• Immortal (With ghosts, vampires, stuff like that)*
• Twilight (Okay I've read all the books but never did a RP for it...)
• Cat/Warriors (I've read MOST of the books, it's been a whial though.)
• Wolfs/Dog (Love them but I'm not the best at role playing them)
• Family role plays (If you pick this one I'll explain, it's a little complicated)
• Vladimer tod rp's (As you can tell by my uname I love Valdimer tod)*
• Emo/goth RP (And by emo I don't mean people that cut them selves, some do but a lot don't)**********************
• High school RP (I'm not a big fan but there okay...)
• Anong the hiden RP (This is a series that I LOVE and have attempted making a to but it never works)**
• shape shifter RP (I was on one on another site but no ones been on for the past three months...)
• or a mix of any of those above (Such as: a goth version of Percy Jackson (that would be funny) emo immortal kids that have been to jail, stuff like that)

What I will NOT do
• CS dogs or other animals (I like the dogs and animals but don't want to RP with them)
• Kiddy rps (As in the charries are in between the ages of 2-14, I prefure to RP teen agers)
• real cilebertys (it's just kind of anoying in my opinion.)
• fish or under water animals (do I have to explain why? It's strange!)
• anything along those lines really... (yep...)

About me, Emo love
All right I've told you what I WILL do and will NOT do but I haven't told you about my self so bellow is a list of facts about me.

• I love to role play, it's my life really.
• I live in the estern U.S time zone.
• I like to be called any of these things: Vlad, Vlady, emo, emo vlad, vlad loves emo's, emo love, Vlad <3's emo's, stuff along those lines. The ones I like best are Vlad, emo love, and emo vlad.
• I will RP any gender.
• I am on every day, from about 11:00 am to 5:00 am, some times earlyer or later.
• I poof about twice a day, once when my mom comes home, I'll be gone for 1-3 hours, and another time is late at night, I fall asleep XD
• I have two cats and a dog.
• my parents are recently divorced.
• I am NOT emo, I just like emo people, there awsome! (to all emo or emoish people reading this: YOU GUYS ARE SO COOL!)
• I think emo's are awesome (just said that above XD)
• My two best buddy's are on another site: Cody simpson (we call her Kayla) and Emolover124 (we call her jelly)
• I have made over thirty role play people and can role play about twenty of them at a time.
• I'm strange and crazy, you'll get used to me though.
• I love to read.
• I am a girl, not telling you what age though.

What Emo love looks for in a RP buddy.
All right now you know about me, if you still want to RP with me read bellow to see if you qualify.

• Some one that can put at lest a sentence (Not: She walked. Put something like: She walked down the street looking around and humming, the girl was lost and started to wonder where she was.)
• Some one that dosent mind me trying litterit rping every now and then.
• Some one that had good grammar and punctuation.
• Some one that dosent mind that I don't spell very good, I try my best but sometimes it's hard.
• Some one that dosent mind that I'm on a lot of rps and it may take some time for me to reply.
• Some one that comes on evry day, for at lest a few hours.
• Some one that likes to stay on late if they can.
• You don't have to be in my time zone.
• Some one that's nice and won't just leave and be never come back.
• Some one that will tell me if they won't be on for a few days/weeks.

That's it really, if you would like to role play with me, Emo love,please pm me saying you saw this on this thread and say what RP or mix of rps you would like to do.

[skïttles]

well, hullo there!
I'm sɛкɛттᴀ, but if you just see squares, you can call me seketta ;)
I'm looking for a couple roleplays!



I am very picky when trying to select a roleplay...and I usually quit most...
if I am not happy within the first five pages and I don't have a muse for it, then I will leave you a message and disappear. I will never quit without notice.
I am sorry about this fact, but I can really be a bitch in some cases...and that situation is always one of those cases.
I can roleplay over PM or forums, I don' really care.
I consider myself literate, but if I am not really happy with the RP, I will only be semi-literate.
I will do almost any genre, but the ones that I especially like are school settings with either misbehaved teens or people with some sort of ability.
So, drop me a PM! :)

[AspiringMagicalGirl]

Hello, I am Phoenix and I am looking for a partner to do a 1x1 Rp with. I HATE text talk when roleplaying and here are some other things you might need to know about me when roleplaying: I might take a while to reply, I am prone to writers block, so I might do a lot of one liners; sorry, and Mary and Gary-sues annoy me greatly ( so no perfect charries).

I will do: Pokemon rps, Warrior cats, Stray dogs, regular cats, unicorns, pegasi, Wolves, High school, vampires ( nothing too twilight-ish, I hate twilight),and werewolves

What i might do: Horses, Foxes, and dragons

What I won't do: Anything not listed, and Justin Bieber Rps ( Sorry, I hate JB)

PM me if you are interested.

[DeathSpells]

About Me:
Hey, im Mrs.Iero Way (just call me Frank most people do) and im looking for atleast 5 new 1x1 rp's since im running dry. I normally post about 3 to 5 sentences but i can go to semi literate if needed to. My characters normally have a hidden talent so you might want yours to. Im into punk rock,alternative rock,emo/goth,metal and traditional rock so if in ANY POINT of the rp one of your characters fantises over the likes of justin bieber me/my character will start an argument, sorry but i just dont like pop music. i like to make the rp's interesting with plots an twists. i can do either long developing romance or i can do love at first sight im fine with either.

What I Expect From You:
- Atleast 3 sentences per post. please
- dont abandon rp
- keep interesting
- try to make sense but i know. nobody's perfect
- post once a day - if possible.

What I Will Do:
**NOTE** all my rp's have romance in them.
- Frerard RP's (My Chem fans will know what this is)
- My Chemical Romance (band)
- Green Day (band)
- Evanescence (band)
- Sudden Romance
- Friends Become Lovers
- Gay Romance
- Lesbian Romance
- High School Drama
- Growing Up On The Rough Side Of Town (fighting/drama)
- The Teenage Boxer (fight/fame)
- The Teen Singer/Guitarist (seeking fame/love)

What I WONT Do:
- Justin Bieber !
- Twilight !
- ANIME !
- Anything Based On Films Or TV Programmes.

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Greetings all RolePlayers! My name is cяєѕтƒαllєη.νιтαlιтy, but call me Zanna instead, and it is obvious that I am indeed seeking a One on One partner! ^^
A word of advice, read everything I shall post below, for it might help you determine whether or not I am the right person you'd like to RolePlay with!

A few words about myself:

I am indeed a girl, for those of you who are wondering! xD Not such a big surprise there, I tell you. My writing can be very advanced for my age, since I strongly dislike sophomoric vocabulary and tend to use some pretty vast words, if you know what I mean. That also means, that I am a Literate RolePlayer, but I may be Semi-Literate also. I am able to write five to god-knows how many lines per post! It really depends on how much you post. If you post five sentances, then that affects how my writing gears work inside my head! xD So you can expect a wide range of vocabulary from me, as well as different writing styles. I am also interested in very cunning and crepuscular plots with twists and a few atramentous secrets. x3 I am also able to RolePlay both male and female characters! xD Below I shall post my best sample of Writing, which is not an RP sample, but it is a plot I wrote for one of my RolePlays. This one shows my high level vocabulary, which is why I am putting it here! x3

Trepidation… Consternation… Anguish… Malady…

Within the once magnanimous, bounteous valley of Urgaraz, an abhorrent cryptic conflict is rising. In this valley, thrive powerful wolven, which rule the provinces of the valley within their dominicle amplitude. All was harmonious, until a group of five wolven have grown bored of this serenity. There have been apologues of the gates of Hell, where if it is opened the ones who opened it shall be turned into wretched, horrendous demons. Snickering at the foolishness of the legend, they set off into the highest peak of the mountain, where there are two vast slabs of rock, and a massive outline of a immense gate. Around this area, are skeletal forms of deceased organisms, but yet the group of wolven merely chuckled at this scene. So then, they approached the two slabs, and immediately, the outlines lit up in a bright crimson luminosity, and a gate formed. Frightened, four of the wolven stepped back, but the most ruthless and reckless of them goes forward, and stands before the gate. “Ho! Open thy gate of thy Satan’s servants!” He cried, and for a few moments, it was silent. Then, ghostly clawed hands shot out of the gate, and grabbed the group of wolven. Shrieking with mass pain and terror, the wolven tried to wretch free of the grips of the phantom hands, but without succession. Their bones shifted inside them, their innards shifting along with the bones. Massive spike-like bones sprouted from the necks and upper-backs of the mutants, while long talons extend from their paws. They stood back on their hind legs, their once golden eyes blaring a deep red. The wolven they once were, are no more. They have been transformed into Demons with corrupted minds. Without the slightest hesitation, the demons flooded down into the valley of the wolven, and mutated a few more wolven to become like them. Some of the wolven fought back, and managed to chase off the Demons they came to call the Corrupted Ones. Their appearance was so horrid, that even the bravest of wolven even cannot stand to not become undaunted. So a war broke out, the pack against the Corrupted Ones. The wolven in the pack have a few powers, and might defeat the Corrupted Ones… Will the wolven win? Or will the demons flood the valley of Urgaraz?


“Be not afraid child.. For your death shall come quickly, and you’ll be comforted within the horrendous pits of Hell.”

I am able to write more than this in a RolePlay which involves my characters. Below I shall post one of my character posts from this RP plot that I posted above, which is when my character was speaking to her army.. xD This one doesn't include my vast vocabulary, since I wished to not use too much time on this post.

The General waited patiently aboard the rock, letting her black claws sink into its rough surface. Yes, the wolven needed to learn the Deadly Arts.. In battle, these Arts will be risky, and a lot of wolven will be lost sadly.. But they will be able to take down a few demons and weaken some before -- if -- their demise reaches them. As she heard the howls of Hera and Noko, Kukaku lifted her muzzle into the air, growling. The sound of the Guardians and Warriors running with unision, like the ferocity of thunder itself, filled her ears, and her eyes gleamed with pride. These were the wolves that she trained, the wolven that have earned sheer respect in the pack for their services.

"We're all here and accounted for Kukaku." Her ears swiveled as she heard Noko's voice, and she nodded down at him. Then, her gaze swept over all the wolven before her vocie boomed out into the air at a extreamily loud volume. "Warrios and Guardians of the Wolven Pack! A Hex had come from the realm of Hell, and had spoken to our Alphess, Marwolaeth. The Hex, Damon, had warned us of an upcoming attack from the Devil himself!" Her voice was keeping its loud volume and sheer strength. "The Devil wants our illusionist and nightwalker, Nightmare, as well as our fastest member, Noko! If he shan't get these two, a even greater war shall erupt. All of his forces will come down on us, with more power than ever before! That is why we must prepare! My Warriors and Guardians, of which I haved trained for many moons, I shall now teach you, the Deadly Arts! The Arts shall increase your power against the Demons, and Devil himself if you encounter him. The Arts are forbidden, yes," Cries of unsettlement were heard, but Kukaku continued. "but they can be used if the need is great! And the need is great now! If we don't increase our strength, the Demons shall vanquish us, and we all shall reach our demise!" She snarled into the air, her muscular torso rippling along with her movements.

"Starting tomorrow, you shall wake up each day, and take a morning run, ten miles all in unision! Then you will report to me, for steps on learning the Deadly Arts! Fail to learn them, and you shall be held back in the battle. Fail to be on time, and you shall be faced with a grim punishment. Am I understood?" She cried out, hearing the united cry of all the Warriors and Guardians. "Very well! The War is near, my fellow wolven! So we must learn fast! Before you run, though, make sure all of you take some chamomile to power your strength every morning from Fell!" She boomed finally, swinging her massive tail around.

Kukaku's gaze continues to sweep over her Warriors and Guardians, and a grin forms on her jaws. To heighten their spirits, Kukaku inhales deeply, and lets out a massive blast of flames to signal them to continue. Tomorrow they would start training. Kukaku was only more energized at the thought.

And another great example of my writing.. xD

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Marwolaeth peers around the vast trunk of the ripened willow, her crystalline, azure gaze locked immediatly on the rather plump roe buck. Almost at once, her maw began to water at the thought of her jaws tearing into the juicy, warm meat that would slide down into her famished stomache.. Marwolaeth swung her head from side to side, ridding herself of the thought to focus in on the hunt. The young buck stoops down, its narrow muzzle parting to munch on some foliose lichen that grew on the bark of a nearby lime tree, giving Marwolaeth a good amount of time to react.

"Quietly now, Marwolaeth.. Slowly.." Marwolaeth softly whispered to herself, while craning her neck down to the ground as she began to prowl forward. The roe buck had not yet detected her presence, so she crawled in a little closer, her lips pulling back over her ivory-tinged jaws, preparing to bite down on the creature. Snap! Marwolaeth froze, seeing that she had stepped onto a twig. The buck immediatly whips around, the whites of its eyes wide with fear. It bolts the other direction, full speed. "Damn it all!" Marwolaeth growled, and shot forward after it, using every muscle fiber within her limbs to propell her forward.

No! No! No! The thoughts screamed inside her thoughts as the roe buck continued to sprint farther and farther out of her grasp. Marwolaeth then snarled to herself, her determination not defueling that easily. She digs her black claws into the ground, continueing to push herself forward after the buck, not wanting to return to Xelthious empty-handed like she did the previous week. Thankfully, luck was on Marwolaeth's side. The roe buck had recently ran, before Marwolaeth began chasing it, and its stamina was quickly decreasing.

A wide grin appears on Marwolaeth's jaws, and the alabaster hellion throws herself forward, her hunter instincts fueling her limbs to carry her swiftly over the overgrowth. When at close range, Marwolaeth lunges, clamping her jaws down onto the buck's neck. They both tumble to the ground, and right before the buck gave up and went limp, it had kicked out, and hit Marwolaeth with powerful force in the side of her chest. A loud yelp sears past her jaws, muffled by the fur inside her mouth, but Marwolaeth keeps clamping down, until she was sure the creature was dead.

She then let go, and stumbled back down onto her side with a loud yelp. The spot where the buck had kicked her ached savagely, almost as if something was stabbing a sharp metal object into her. Marwolaeth hisses in pain, but forces herself onto her limbs. "Damn.." The white hellion growled softly, wincing as she staggered toward her kill, and plopped down beside it. She had to get Xelthious somehow.. But right now she was too exhausted, too exhausted to even howl. Marwolaeth, deciding it was no use, decides to rest for a few moments to gather her strength. Her frame covered the roe buck protectively, and her jaws were ready to snap at any indweller that dared t come near her kill.

And here is my best example of my writing for human like creatures.. This is a Vampyre of course. xD

Derek is in trouble once again.. Not much of a surprise, the Vampyress thought to herself as she let out a soft yawn, applying the ointment that she had created onto her skin, which would enable her to survive out in the sunlight. It was a skill she had, working with herbs and other remedies to create useful items of which would give Vampyres to ability to do specific things that they are refrained from doing in their average forms. A mage, they call her. A witch, shaman, psychic, and many more. Truely, she was nothing but a mere Vampyress that only had a high interest in witchcraft, and decided to make her own little tweaks to the Vampyre world. She was viewed to some as a witch of eradication, seeking to completely vanquish every last Vampyre in existance. Others think she is trying to plague the Vampyres in some way to bring them suffering and torture.

Most view her as a toy for pleasure, not surprisingly. The Vampyress stood tall, about five feet and nine inches tall, with a very robust frame following with two vast spheres over her chest. Her hair is rich and silky, crimson red in hue, and hangs just below her shoulders like a veil, ending in small curls. The skin along her frame is pale, and completely scarless, having a very smooth texture which other males find hard to resist. The eyes of a Vampyre are usually a golden hue, sometimes even a shade of blue or brown. But hers were a stunning, exotic blend of a bright green and golden yellow, which give her a even more stunning appearance in addition to her beautiful frame.

Her flaws were mainly on head-on battles, of which involve her getting up close to combat with another Vampyre. She can fight with ranged tactics and agility, yes, but when it comes to physical strength that involes placing in weight and trying to pin another Vampyre or whatsoever, she is not much of a use. Her temper can also get the best of her, causing her to throw deadly threats that cause others to feel a wave of trepidation. Sometimes her anger can get at such an escalated level that she sends those who riled her to their horrid demise, Vampyre or not.

The Vampyress's name was Jin Kariya, and she was well-known amongst the Vampyres. She had been the one to raise Derek as a fledgling Vampyre, considering that male Vampyres were not of use for this category. Soon becoming Derek's 'adopted mother', Jin Kariya had kept Derek close by her, refraining other Vampyres from laying a hand on him. When Derek matured and became a full-grown Vampyre in a mere decade, he became close comrades with Jin Kariya, forgetting her motherly actions to him. Jin Kariya had been the same, then on treating him like she treated any other Vamp.. Except with more kindness and trust.

"Now Derek fell in love with a human, and the two kissed.. Can things get any worse?" Jin muttered crossly under her breath, pulling a plain red tank-top that bears her abdomen over her head, placing a black leather jacket over with long sleaves, that also, bears her abdomen. She then pulled on a pair of black cotton pants, glimpsing at her reflection in the mirror. From one battle, Jin had been presented with one scar, one along her collarbone which can be seen faintly. No matter. Slipping her black shoes onto her feet, Jin Kariya exited her domain, and walked up onto the streets of the human city.

The scent of the girl, Kat, immediatly drifted over to Jin as she stepped out onto the sidewalk, and soon spotted the group of males that were trailing after her. Since Derek had not yet recieved the ointment she uses, he cannot go out into the sunlight to protect the girl.. So that is why Jin shall take over today. "Here we go," She muttered in her old-lady-smoker voice, and bolted forward at an extremely high speed past the main boy, the one that had been gripping the girls forearms. Skidding to a halt on the opposite end of the street, Jin Kariya pushed the red hair from her face, and looked over at them. "Now what is going on there? Leave the poor girl be, boys," Jin called over to them, letting out a amused grunt as the male released Kat.

As he spoke to her, Jin sauntered across the street swiftly, and extended herself to her full-height, slightly inclining her head upward to look at him. "Look here, son, if you lay a hand on this girl again, I will ensure that you will die with your blood splattered across the ground. If you ever make a comment about Derek, whether it is rude or courteous, I shall come and snap that jaw of yours clean off your skull," Jin told him in a stern voice, watching as the boy flinched but then laughed. "Don't believe me?" Jin Kariya whirled around, swinging her leg up into the air as she caught one of his friends in the temple. The boy fell to the ground with a cry of pain as he scrambled away with fear. "Go now, before I will kick all of your rears," She said simply, and all the boys scattered, dashing down the street along with the boy that had gripped Kat previously.

With a huff of amusement, Jin Kariya turned her head around so she can look over at Kat. "You are Katherine, correct? The girl that had won Derek's love?" She asked, arching a brow as she took in the girls petite frame. "Before you go off running while screaming down the street, I'll tell you that I am indeed a Vampyre, but I am a close friend of Derek's. I've come to give him something, as well as assist him in being rid of the other Vamps within his former coven," Jin said, placing one of her hands on her hip as she awaited a reply from the girl.

And another great example of my writing.. x3

With final farewells, as well as a few punches, the assassins had finally went back to their normal lives, out of the trepidation that their newest addition had been causing for the past seven years. They themselves couldn't believe that the King himself had sent such a demonic figure to them to be trained to kill for a purpose, or even no purpose at all. Several men had been afraid to train with the figure, for fear that she may kill them without thinking twice. Yes, a woman. It is very unlikely for a lady to become an assassin, but this was no ordinary feminine figure that most people see every day. The woman is very robust, having about the same muscle-built as a knight, but yet, she is light on her feet like an assassin. Her complexion is very stunning and beautiful, that is.. until you see the scar that resides on the left side of her face. Countless of times, men had tried to seduce the woman to fall in love with them, but they always ended up having their throats slit without warning. Oh yes, the woman is a terror amongst humans now, especially her targets or those she passes along her paths. The leader of the assassins had to train her himself, since his men were much to afraid to even approach her.

Now, the red-headed assassin was now on the back of a brown-furred mustang, a very built horse that is made to last a very long journey. Her supplies are relatively simple; a few containers filled with water, a bag of hazelnuts, a couple of sandwitches, her weapons, and then the piece of parchment that had come from the King of Silicia. It was a letter, stating that the King had a special task for the woman to complete, so she was currently on her way to the Silicia Kingdom. After pushing some of the red hair from her face, she lifts her chin once again, clicking her tongue as a signal for her horse to proceed to a gallop. Soon enough, the woman was bracing her legs against the side of the horse, riding on its back as it freely sprinted through the open field of wildflowers and wheat. The rhythm of the collisions of the mustangs hooves continued on an on, and Aniera decides to think back to her past, her experiances with the assassins.

Her name was Aniera Wintermoon, her last name coming from the fact that she was born on the first night of winter, when the full moon had occured. It was her mother who had given her the angelic sounding name, but it was her father that had caused her heart to become cold, emotionless, hard.. The assassins had always feared Aniera, soon enoughing giving her the sobriquet, Bodacious Acrimony. She was fearless, and she was wicked. The sobriquet fit her perfectly, or so the others thought. Aniera wasn't as cold-hearted as she seemed, since it takes a lot to break through the thick sheet of ice that she cloaks herself with to prevent herself from being hurt once again like she was during her childhood. Deciding one day that her name was a bit of a mouthful, Aniera had shortened her name to Ani, which seemed like a rightful name for her new identity as an assassin. Oh yes, Ani was indeed a more solemn, and fearful name than Aniera, so that is what all others call her. If they call her else, she threatens to slit their throats with an eepe. Simple as that.

"Gid'yap! We must reach the castle before sunset!" Aniera snaps at the mustang, flicking the reins against the horse's shoulders. The mustang let out a riled snort, but obeyed Aniera's harsh command as it shot forward at its highest speed, trailing over the flat terrain with ease. Grunting with approval, Aniera lifted her head once again, soon spotting the silhouette of the castle in the distance. After a eight day journey, Aniera was finally close to the castle. Her legs were beginning to become a bit sore from riding for so long, and soon enough, she knew that she would have to stop to let the horse rest, and eat something herself. Her famished stomache began to snarl with hunger, but Aniera forced it down for now, deciding to stop after a few more miles beside the lake that she also spots within a few seconds.

After the very long run, Aniera pulls the reins back sharply, causing the horse to rear back onto its hindlegs as it stopped. With a grunt, Aniera leaped down from the saddle, stretching out her limbs as the mustang trotted over to the lake, and stooped down to drink the cool, crystalline water. Aniera walks over to its side, and takes one of the containers from the bag, flipping off the cork as she drank the water greedily. The suns heat had been pretty harsh, gleaming down harshly to try and attempt to sear Aniera's skin, but yet, it failed. Aniera's skin remined pale and smooth, only becoming rough where her scars were present. Another thing about Aniera that distinguished her from other men; she had much more scars than the average woman should have. The scars also add to the fear that others feel for her, which also resulted in crepuscular tales that are told to children, saying that if they misbehave, Aniera would come and slit their throats in their sleep. A very affective little saying, since the children actually believe it.

Finishing the sandwitch that had been made for her, Aniera placed a few hazelnuts into the horses muzzle before vaulting onto its back once again, and kicking its ribs slightly. The mustang broke into a swift gallop once again, heading on to the direction of the castle. Aniera, meanwhile, relaxes as she lets the horse run, adjusting the bandana on her forehead to keep her hair covering the left side of her face and also to hold it in place. When she made it to the gates, she didn't want to be questioned by the guards that stood there. Aniera always had been questioned about her scars, always being asked if she was some kind of outlaw or criminal. Each time, Aniera replied that it had been her father, who was now dead, that afflicted those wounds that resulted in her scars. Most didn't believe her, although some did.

Aniera reached the gates to the kingdom within a few hours, and immediatly, the guards blocked her path. "What is your buisness here?" One of the guards asked her gruffly, glaring up at her. Aniera keeps her face stoney, and holds out the parchment that the King had sent out to her. The guards realized who she was, and bowed their heads in apology. They then opened the gates, which Aniera passed through gratefully with her mustang, trotting along the streets of the Silicia Kindom. A few people look up to stare at her, knowing that she must be someone very dangerous by her frame and the way she covered half of her face with her hair. Ignoring their stares, Aniea tied her mustang to a column outside the castle, and jumped off of its back. Stretching out her limbs again, Aniera let out a bored sigh and sauntered forward, walking up the stairs that led into the throne room. Without even knocking, Aniera opened he doors, and walked forward along the carpet, her malevolent gaze locked on the King. "You called for me? For some kind of task that I need to complete?" Aniera spoke in a deep tone, one that held both her power and superiority. The King didn't daunt her, and if the knights attacked, she would just slaughter them with ease.

What I expect from you:

It is all relatively simple! Below I shall list all the things I wish to expect from you. Fail to provide yourself with the expectation below, then your request to do a one on one with me shall be declined unhesitantly. So read carefully, as to not skip or misunderstand any of the expectations in the list.

- Paragraphs! At least one minimum per post, which consists of five to seven sentances.
- Good, almost perfect grammar! No fragments, run-ons, misusage of punctiation, etc.
- High level vocabulary! Instead of using brave, use bodacious! Instead of killing use eradication! Vast words if you please!
- Be on regularly! Do not abandon the RolePlay for a week or more without notifying me that you shall be gone. Whether it is vacation or not!
- Be able to RolePlay both genders! xD Please!
- Be able to create great plot twists! I am pretty dull at that [which sucks about my brain -.-] so I wish that you attempt to create twists that will be able to bring some.. algid drama into the RolePlay. x3
- Be my friend? xD I wish to get along with my RolePlaying partner! xD

Topics I shall or am Willing to do [Ones in bold I really want to do]:

• Lycanthropes - I am really fond of Lycans so, this is my highest liking. xD

• Vampyres x Humans/Vampyres x Lycanthropes - Maybe some romance into these? Forbidden love interests me also. x3

• Wolves - Whether it is with powers or with ordinary wolven, pack or loner, I am addicted to wolves, so this is a topic I am willing to do. x3

• Lycanthrope Pack/Loner Romance - This one I desperatly want to do!!! xDD

•ROMANCE! - I have gotten into romance over a few rps.. xDD But it must include a supernatural being[s] and/or a human. So VampxHuman, LycanxVamp, LycanxHuman.. ETC! xD And this kind of RP will have to take place through PM since.. I tend to post some pretty mature stuff. T-T

• Warrior Cats - Yeah, I love the books. x3 Will do this one!

• Pirates! - With a unique plot of course. x3

• Historical RolePlay - Like people back in the Stone Age. xD Search the book series 'Chronicals of Ancient Darkness' to see what I mean. x3

• Angel x Fallen Angel - Oh yes. >:3

•Assassins - Like.. a Kingdom RolePlay with royal people that are evil and assassin are sent to kill them.. xDD

• Kidnapper x Hostage - With a very unique plot, not really just a person kidnapping another person. -3-

• Demigods - Only Greek demigods please. x3 And a spontaneous plot. =3

Topics I shall NEVER do:

• Twilight - Real men don't sparkle.. -.- Vamps BURN in sunlight..

• Justin Bieber - ...I just dislike the kid I'm sorry..

• Celebrity - I feel like a total idiotic immature child RolePlaying celebs.. Sorry!

• Schools - Nah..

• Yaoi/Yuri - No. O_O

• Movie or Book based - Nah.. Maybe the same conflict but not exactly the same characters..

• Aliens/Robots/Non-human creatures - No, just.. No. >_>

•Anime based - I absolutely love anime, but I wish not to..

Alrighty! xD PM me if you are strongly interested on having a One on One with me!

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Looking for One-on-One RolePlay Partner

Hello, I am Ɖɛαтн'ƨ ˩αƨт κιƨƨ.I am looking for some one to have a one-on-on with. My RPing skills are semi-literate/Literate and if I'm lazy, above three sentences. I have had RPing experience from Foopets and several different sites I have been on. I always use correct punctuation and grammar.

What I will Do
Harry Potter w/ original story plot
Harry Potter Next Generation w/ their kids
Glee Romance
Teen romance or any Romance
Warriors
Wolves
High School
Immortal

Things I will NOT Do
Horses
Fursona
X-Men
Aliens
Twilight
Justin Bieber
Lesbian/Gay/Bisexual[[Sorry, not my thing to RP, unless it is Kurt/Blaine]]
Things based off TV shows

Things I might do
Anime
Camp
Adult RP[[College]]

What I look for in a RolePlay Partner

Someone who is semi-literate, but you don't have to be.Someone who can use good punctuation and grammar. Possibly someone who can get used to my sudden burst of energy and Writer's Block. I am also looking for someone who gets on often and is able to RP a while. Also I am looking for someone who doesn't get irritated and scold me for replying late....

If you would like to Make a one-on-One, PM me! We will discuss it there. I promise I don't bite ;3

[dannydevito]

konnichiwa! Hello! Im *~Universe Echoes~* but please call me by my name Chieko-chan :3

_About Meh_
I am not a girly girl i can assure you of that. I prefer playing male characters over females but ill play a girl character if needed.
I usually Write 3-5 sentences per character. But sometimes i get Writers block or lazy X3. I am on most of the time of the day. I can also Role play Explicit scenes (But we must take it too pm).
There shall be days when i am not on at all or for a short time, this is probably because of my family. I might sometimes poof because my mom or dad or siblings or friends are rushing me X3. So im into Visual Kei and Jrock and Jpop and Kpop. I am not a big fan of this generations american music. I do enjoy the oldies and etc. [Bob marley, beatles, Jimi Hendrix, Wiz Khalifa].
Well my character limit is around 5-20 so yeah. Well i am sometimes super hyper like right now! And i may also be very tired or lazy or depressed s dont worry! :3
Well thats all!
Stay Nyappy! *peace sign*


_What i am Interested in_
_Yaoi_
[5/5]

_Vampire Knight_
[4/5]

_Anime Based_
*As long as i no the anime*
[4/5]

_Bands_
[Jrock, visual kei etc.
No BTR or stuff]
[5/5]


_Poreotics_
[i love this group and i would love to rp about them etc.]
[5/5]

_Romance_
[as long as it has break ups and etc.]
[4/5]

_Action_
[As long as it can have a bit romance in it.]
[4/5]


_Neko_
[5/5]

_Warrior Cats_
[2/5]


_ServantXMaster_
[3/5]

_Vampires_
*NO TWILGHT!*
[3.5/5]

_What i refuse to do!_

_Naruto_

_Twilight Saga!_

_Pirates_

_Horses_