Hi! I'm seketta!
I really want a roleplaying buddy, but I just can't seem to find someone that
I want to RP with :( There are some requirements that I have that people
seem to have a hard time filling, so I guess I should start with them.
Currently Seeking:
a literate roleplay in which I can have a French charrie :P
Examples:
+I will write at this level or higher+
How long had it been since she had tasted what she most craved? How
long? Red eyes focused on the form beside her, Azore. Did Azore know
just how...how alluring she was? Azore looked back, her own icy eyes
boring into her sister's. Sitasha could tell what hid there. Disgust. Fear.
Of course, she had reason to be feared. She was a vampire. She
was cursed. "Tash, it's okay," the girl beside her said comfortingly,
making the mistake to reach out and touch her sisters arm.
It was meant to help, but it didn't. A strong urge picked up inside Sitasha,
an urge to sink her fangs into the exposed flesh of her younger sister. A
snarl escaped from her mouth. Azore disappeared into thin air, and the
urge left her. Sitasha's eyes snapped back to the blue that they had been
before the attack, now searching frantically for her sister. "Azore?" She
called out hesitantly.
Behind her, Azore rematerialized. "It's okay, Tash, just -please don't look
at me like that again." She said with a small smile. Sitasha couldn't believe
it. She was trying to be amusing. Wrong time. Totally wrong time.
"Halten Sie es auf, Azore." Sitasha warned, using their native language. Her
eyes had become red once more, but she blinked it away. "I'm sorry," she
said lightly.
"Don't worry, Tash." Azore practically repeated. "Es ist in Ordnung. Sie sind in
Ordnung." Sitasha smiled this time, hating the feel of the fangs that Azore
must be seeing.
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Jakob ran his fingers over the veins of the dripping maple leaf as he walked by.
The large tree was standing sentinel over a small woodland cabin that Jakob
lived within. He sighed a deep breath when Zanna called him from the inside.
She was his best and only friend, and yet the small girl could be the one person
that annoyed Jakob most of all.
He stood up and walked around the other side of the house, a shadow was stretching
over this small area and it chilled the already frozen area. Zanna was inside their small
home, bouncing up and down on a thickly cushioned bed in her anxiety. "What is it,
Zanna?" Jakob asked calmly, but when he saw what she was focusing on, his skin grew
pale. A thin black cloud erupted from his form like a deadly aura. Even with Zanna's
attention diverted, she slunk away fearfully.
The television was broadcasting pictures of the two of them. A slight, pale Japanese girl
and a blonde, stern-faced boy. There was a wanted sign below them, just like those
old western shows usually passed as realistic. "I didn't mean to, Jakob," when he saw a
tear fall from his friend's violet eye.
His mind flicked back to what had happened, the horrible scene that Zanna had displayed.
They were special, him and Zanna. They needed to watch out for each other, and that was
exactly what Jakob did. He would stand up for Zanna no matter what happened, no matter
what she did.
What I want from you:
+I need you to write at least a good sized paragraph
+Proper grammar
+No chatspeak
+to be online at least once every two days (and to reply in this time)
+attempt at making the plot go on in interesting twists
+creative, unique characters
+to be able to roleplay over private messages
I will give you:
+a decent-sized paragraph
+good grammar
+no spelling mistakes
+unique, well-developed characters with compelling back stories
+creative ideas
What I roleplay:
+science fiction
++humans with powers
++expeditions to other worlds
+fantasy
++other worlds
++fantasy creatures on present-day Earth
+historical fiction
++medieval
+++dragons/castles/knights
+++humans with powers
+fiction
++romance
++animals
++vampires