---The Chicken Smoothie Roleplay School---OPEN

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My class: Smjia, Freakishlyesterday and Snow - Thread. Please complete the tasks given

[zboe]

I want to Enroll!

Username:Zboe
What level would you say you're at?: (Beginner/Intermediate/Experience) Advanced- beginners/ beginning intermediate
What is your Strong Point in RPing?:settings
What is your Weak Point?: length and keeping the character in the personality Ive described
What do you want to improve on the most?: Making the most out of my replies
What Type of Class do you wish to attend?: (Rotation/Stereotypical) Rotation
Have you made Any of your own RPs?: (Please link us if you have.) Theve mostly died but here are two
http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=7&t=208042 http://www.chickensmoothie.com/Forum/viewtopic.php?f=7&t=159320
Do you RP Animals or Humans?: (If you have a preferance for a certain type of RP, please tell us.)
Animals or anthros I prefer not to do humans
Please give us an exmaple of a usual RP post from you:
Loki's head shot up his grey ears back as a howl awoke the young greyhound from his sleep. The darkness surrounded him as the howl continued into the night. He looked at Sia whose white pelt glowed but the old hunting dog didn't stir. Loki stood His eyes straining to see farther to the edge of the forest as he began walking. The sound stopped but Loki still chased after it. The hunting dogs nose dropped and began to chase the scent that was close to his own his heart pounding. As he reached the trees he saw four pairs of wild eyes looking at him their long shaggy pelts almost invisible. He feared them but felt he was one of them, he whimpered but turned it to a growl ready to yip for the man and Sia to wake. As he did so the wolves themselves snarled then were off into the night at a bark from the largest wolf. That was Loki's first encounter with the wild.

[Smamm]

Accepted! Would you like to join Darkehtehepic and I's wolf RP? Just send a PM, and the link to the thread is on page 3 if you'd like to. I can send you the form and you can get started!

[zboe]

Okay sure !

[ossa di cervo]

Zmija's Class is finally up and running.

[skïttles]

I want to Enroll!

Username:
seketta
What level would you say you're at?:
experienced
What is your Strong Point in RPing?:
character developement
What is your Weak Point?:
long posts during lots of dialogue
*I'm good at dialogue...just not the details surrounding it :P*
What do you want to improve on the most?:
pretty much improving longer posts during dialogue :P
What Type of Class do you wish to attend?:
stereotypical
*I can RP basically anything...this just seems like the kind of class I would prefer*
Have you made Any of your own RPs?:
nah
Do you RP Animals or Humans?:
human, generally supernatural

Please give us an example of a usual RP post from you:
*this is more what I would do for a first post, to make the setting...it takes me a long while to develope charries...that's why it's so long...*

Siouxa twirled a lock of dark hair around her ringed index finger while watching a thin trail of her breath disappear into the brisk winter air. She didn't know what she was doing out here, on this rugged, treeless plain, but Quincy must have had some sort of reason to bring her out here. It was a difficult relationship that the two carried, neither ever really communicating with each other save for having people relaying messages. At this moment though, Siouxa was all alone. Quincy wasn't present and there was no messenger that could gift her with what she most desperately needed: knowledge. "Why am I here, Quincy?" she murmured through frozen lips, her voice thick with an Indian accent. She let her hand drop from her hair and stuffed it into the pocket of her hoodie. Usually, Siouxa preferred more flamboyant clothes, showing off her good figure, (It wasn't nearly as perfect as Quincy's, but it certainly ranked above a seven), but now, in the hills of Wyoming, she would have been turned into an ice cube long ago. Submit, Siouxa... she reminded herself, but she didn't wanted to. She liked to stay in control. Let Quincy in. She knew what she had to do, but she didn't like it. She lusted for power. That was part of her. Quincy, the more docile, sweet girl, liked power also, but she gave it up so much more readily. Siouxa sighed, closing her eyes and letting Quincy take over. It was a weird relationship that the two bore. Quincy was there first. She was a shape-shifter. She had used to like to hide from everyone, hide her identity. She developed an avatar, Siouxa. Soon though, Siouxa began to get her own ideas. She split Quincy in two, making two, very different personalities.

Quincy broke her way through the shell of restraint that Siouxa was subconsciously, or maybe it was consciously, putting up. She sighed, relieved when she could feel her body. The slim, blonde girl flexed her fingers, a perfect smile fitting to her pearl-colored lips. "Thank you, Siouxa," she murmured, knowing full well that the Indian girl couldn't hear her. Quincy liked Siouxa, despite their obvious differences. The one that was most apparent to Quincy was their appearance. She was highly against piercings, which the other girl seemed to adore. She had a nose piercing, many earrings, and snakebites, as well as many bangles. Quincy didn't even have her ears pierced. Quincy shook her head and chuckled when she found herself thinking about their appearances again. Her history in being a model always seemed to influence her judgment of people, although she didn't want it to anymore. She had convinced herself that she was changed. She wasn't like that any longer. The blonde set her face in a straight line, looking straight into the wind, despite her tearing aqua-colored eyes, and heading towards where the sun fell. The going was rough, walking against the wind in the bitter cold, but she had to. She was supposed to meet him today.

Many minutes of walking brought Quincy to the crest of a hill that overlooked a small valley. The valley had a thin layer of frost kissing the tips of the grass and a ramshackle hut halfway buried in the next hill. A small but inviting trail of smoke was sprouting from a chimney. Quincy took a moment to examine it, seeing how the mortar and stone was slopped together carelessly...or was that even mortar? Maybe it was mud. It looked like mud. A thin smile accented her face when she thought of the person that had built this house. He was always lazy, performing less than he could. Caleb. They had dated for a while, until he had to leave to God-only-knows where. His dark persona had kept off most, but Quincy saw right through it. Things like that didn't bother her. As she walked down the slope towards the shack, she was worried about what he would look like. It had been at least three years, he had sent word that he needed to see her. She hadn't told Siouxa. Quincy was afraid though, that Siouxa wouldn't react kindly to him. Her dark friend.

The house was dimly lit, the only light filtering in from the late dusk outside. "Penelope?" A silky, hard voice beckoned from the corner. Quincy's eyes looked up from the stray letters on the old wooden table to the dark figure sitting in the corner. He had a hood pulled over his eyes and he seemed considerably thinner than when Quincy had last saw him. The only other thing that she could tell about him was that somehow, his left hip had gotten hurt, he was leaning slightly to the other side, like it pained him to sit straight. Quincy had the gift of noticing small things like that. It wasn't carried over to Siouxa, and for this, Quincy was proud of herself. "Penelope?" the voice asked again. Quincy nodded slowly, although he most likely couldn't see her. Her full name was Penelope Quinn Tanya, but she usually went by Quincy. That started after Caleb left. The girl began towards the figure in the corner, each step hesitant. She was suddenly scared of what she may find, no matter how much anticipation she had built up for this moment.

Caleb stood, stepping into one of the dwindling sunspots, or what used to be a sunspot, and removed the hood to look at her clearly. His brown hair was longer than when she had last seen it, arranged in a haphazard mess that spiked down to about his shoulders. His previously kind, warm eyes were the cold eyes of a killer. What had happened to him? Quincy couldn't help but gasp as she traced the scar from his left temple to the corner of his mouth with her eyes. "Wh-what happened to you, Caleb?" she said in a soft, choking voice. He lowered his eyes to the floor, clearly ashamed. Quincy couldn't tell why. She was usually very good at reading people, but Caleb no longer seemed to be the open book that he used to be. She wanted to walk up and hug him, maybe grant him a short kiss, but she couldn't make her feet move.

*sorry, lol. I could ramble on and on...*
...that might make a good, full story later XD

[AqueousSnake]

I want to Enroll!

Username: Spider lord
What level would you say you're at?: Past beginner but not really intermediate.
What is your Strong Point in RPing?: Making bios, dialogue, fight scenes, and beginning an RP.
What is your Weak Point?: Post length, some description, making my own RPs to complex.
What do you want to improve on the most?: Post length and making my own RPs
What Type of Class do you wish to attend?: Rotation
Have you made Any of your own RPs?: I have three in my signature.
Do you RP Animals or Humans?: Humans and anthros mostly.

Please give us an exmaple of a usual RP post from you:
"I'm sorry, I didn't know," he said apologetically." I shouldn't have lied. This is my real story."

He told her about his past, everything. How his mom and dad were killed, how he was initiated into the hunters, about his mentor, about how his mentor was killed, how he slaughtered the swine who murdered the only person he looked up to, and why he fled Russia.

"I just left because, I thought I could hide from my persecutors and because I wanted to start over," he said, finishing his story.

He drank a bit of his Earl Grey, waiting for her response.

Read more: http://lovebitesreally.proboards.com/in ... z1JjyjzF8J

[{ annah.]

I want to Enroll!

Username: Annah71
What level would you say you're at?: Maybe Intermediate.
What is your Strong Point in RPing?: My introductions and grammar and spelling I suppose.
What is your Weak Point?: Staying in the same personality, length of posts, typing deeper posts, & length of character forms.
What do you want to improve on the most?: Typing deeper & longer posts as well as length of character forms
What Type of Class do you wish to attend?: I'm truly fine with being in either type.
Have you made Any of your own RPs?: Castunica Eurova, House of Mysteries, A Lifeline, Unstoppable, The Forgotten Love, FBI: Behavioral Analysis Unit, & Just The Juliet I'm Lookin' For
Do you RP Animals or Humans?: I normally prefer humans, but I am willing to try the occasional animal roleplay.
Please give us an exmaple of a usual RP post from you: This is the most recent roleplaying post I've made.

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Aleksander was a bit reluctant to let her carry his bag, they were both quite heavy. Soon seeing that she seemed to be able to handle it quite well, he let go of the bag. He was a bit surprised at how welcoming Sam was being to him, not that he was objective at all. Alek leisurely followed her through the sand toward her home. As she then began talking to him about a flaw she had, he began looking at the outside of her house. It seemed quite nice, nothing incredibly spectacular though. It actually seemed quite homey if you could describe it in one word. Alek then let out a small chuckle as he recalled Sam telling him about her less than great orienteering skills. "You don't have to help me. If you'd like to though I'd be very thankful. I'm sure we can find it quite easily. I wouldn't think my parents would have a house built in the middle of this beautiful place." Alek then replied, walking inside the house behind her. He carefully shrugged off his bag and laid it quietly on the floor. The last thing he wanted to do was seem rude to someone who had been kind enough to invite him in without hardly knowing him. Aleksander stood a bit stiffly, his hands shoved deep inside his pockets, as he watched her retrieve some snacks from her kitchen. Alek felt a kind smile form on his lips when he saw her wave him over to sit down. He then pulled his hands out of his pockets and casually walked towards the small table. He then saw that Sam had gotten some crackers and Diet Coke. Seeing the food made him realize just how hungry he truly was. He hadn't had any food since earlier that morning. He then began to eye the crackers hungrily. Alek then forced himself to look away, afraid he'd made himself look like a bit of a pig. Forcing himself to look up at Sam, Alek's smile changed to more of a thankful expression. "Thank you for inviting me in. It was very nice of you." he then said, taking his camera off of his neck and sitting it carefully toward the center of the table. He hoped that sitting it more toward the center would lessen the risk of his camera being accidentally harmed.

[Smamm]

All three accepted! We'll fit you in somewhere once we get enough members to start a new class for you all. |3

[skïttles]

Okay, cool :) Thanks!