The Roleplay School |new and open| NOTICE FOR PROCTORS

[Wolf'sflame]

Welcome. To be honest, I am very glad you joined us.

[volleyball;;]

Awesome! Thank you.

[Wolf'sflame]

(welcome. We'll get you into classes as soon as possible.)

[koolkatkoolkat123]

Can't wait to get started, i've enrolled in every version of this and another on a different site, unfortunately we didn't get very far due to inactivity

[Wolf'sflame]

(Well, I hope that is different. By this weekend, you should all be placed in a class.)

[volleyball;;]

{Fantastic! I may not be on much until Monday evening my time because I'm at a volleyball tournament for most of the day and the wifi at the hotel isn't free.}

[Wolf'sflame]

{Alright then, that's should be alright.}

[✖ＨＥＳＴＩＡ]

can I join? ]

[Wolf'sflame]

You may!

[✖ＨＥＳＴＩＡ]

Username: static.
Time you have been RPing: three going on four years.
Favourite type of RP: animal or fictional creature.
Least Favourite Type of RP: human rps
Timezone(In GMT): um...I think like Central timezone
Do you agree to follow all rules and accept critique from your proctor?: yes, I do.
Prefered Proctor?: (delete there isn't any.)
Rp examples:

Meerkat roleplay:
Fossa was asleep outside of her mob's burrow, the meerkat curled up and her small form barely visible against red sand of the Kalahari Desert. The female opened her eyes and she lifted her head and looked side-to-side. Her whole body alert as she looked for danger. When she found none, she got to her paws and made her way into the burrow. It took a while to reach the mob burrows; she had to go through all the empty ones until she reached the heart of the tunnels. She made a sharp barking sound to wake most of her mob up, then the meerkat turned tail and scurried out of the burrow.
Fossa saw Mitch and she returned his smile and then she noticed Carlos following behind her. The female sighed and then she began helping Mitch fix the burrow, her sharp, blunt claws perfect for digging into the tough sand. She flicked her ears and then sat up, her gaze trailing over the terrain as she searched for danger. Seeing none, she returned to her task of fixing the burrow. In truth, she was tired of the task of being dominant female but there wasn’t anything she could do about it. Another problem was Carlos, she knew he wanted to protect her but all the constant following and check-ups was driving her insane. She growled softly, why couldn’t she just get away from him and have a moment to herself. Talk with friends, find a real male that understood her and didn’t be with her because he had too. She turned her dark amber optics towards Mitch, she watched him dig.

Cassarian was awoken by a sharp bark; the male lifted his head and looked around quickly. Then he noticed it was Mozart, he yawned; showing sharp incisors and a light pink tongue. He closed his jaws with a snap and then looked around the burrow, noticing right away he was the only in it. Hot embarrassment spread through his body, heating his ears and he stumbled to his paws. He was the dominant male of the splinters, he shouldn’t be sleeping in. He should be awake before his mob and protecting them, Cassarian growled and scurried through the tunnels out of the burrow.

Human rolepay:
Wisteria was currently being dressed in the tightest corset, she thought to be, in the world; it felt like her waist was being crushed. Sucking in a deep breath she gripped her bedpost tighter as her maid, Dara pulled tighter at the strings. Wisty flinched and her grip tightened until her knuckles were white, then Dara began to tie the strings quickly until they were all tied. When she was done, Wisty sighed in relief although she still couldn’t breathe properly. “Now lass, turn a’round. I got to get ye into this dress.” Came Dara’s gentle orders, Wisty rolled her eyes. She loved the plump woman but she didn’t find all this to be very fun. Still, Wisty turned around and then felt Dara pull her dress over her head, Wisty tried to help her as well as she could but it wasn’t by very much.
After they had gotten the dress on Dara had stood her in front of the mirror so Wisty could look at her reflection. The dress was beautiful, the color a dark blue, it made her eyes ‘pop’. As the tourists say. Dara had styled her unruly hair into tightly curled locks that spilled around her slender shoulders, Wisty smiled softly. Then the reason for all this came back to her mind, she was engaged to a man she didn’t even know.

Warriors roleplay:
Frostgaze sighed; she pulled Rosekit back with her tail and then curled around her three kits protectively. She nosed the largest kit, the silver tabby softly, at least one of her kits was calm. She nudged Ghostkit and then nuzzled Rosekit softy, a small purr erupted from her chest.