Semi-Literate+ RPers Club [DEAD;NEW LINK IN FIRST POST]

[ωιитєяfℓу]

I'd join both. They seem fun, and I have Magical Beasts and where to find them too.

Would anyone be interested in an Eragon RP? Basically there is a few riders who hid, and they have some dragon eggs. They train new riders and prepare to help Eragon beat Galbatorix.
Just asking, 'cause I want to make one.

[Toppyrocks]

I'd join both. They seem fun, and I have Magical Beasts and where to find them too.

Would anyone be interested in an Eragon RP? Basically there is a few riders who hid, and they have some dragon eggs. They train new riders and prepare to help Eragon beat Galbatorix.
Just asking, 'cause I want to make one.

Thanks! And defineately! Those are some of my very favourite books! I would want to be an elf. And a dragon. I love dragons and roleplaying them. Could we have characters that were bonded with other dragons that aren't roleplayed by us? For some reason interacting with yourself like that is boring to me.

[ωιитєяfℓу]

Could be interesting actually. Some people could RP both their rider and dragon, and others can RP as either rider or as dragon. It'd be rather interesting... I'll think on that.

[Popcorns]

Hey guys,

I made a semi-lit Warriors rp. No ones joined yet. Click

[Toppyrocks]

Now would a Forbidden Forest rp go in the animal rp section, or human/ humanoid/ fantasy creatures? I think the later, but I'm not sure.

[major tom]

I apologize for the spam, but does it usually take several days to be accepted into this club? Or has RedBlueGreen abandoned this thread? Both? X.x"

[Toppyrocks]

Roseness, I think it varies. You will probably be accepted soon, though.

My new rp, the Forbidden Forest! So I spent the last little while making this, and I hope some of you can join!

[BlissfulFarrago]

I update now and then, but you're still free to post, even if I haven't gone over your form yet. C:

[vαιuε]

Username:
seraphim
Favorite type of RP:
anything realistic and just daily living with characters from aged sixteen, to twenty-five.
Sample of writing:

(( This sample if from a few months ago, so I apologise if it makes no sense at all... I should probably read over it, and correct my mistakes, add more detail, all that... but im feeling lazy. Might do it later. If your wondering, I write from five hundred words to eight hundred words. If I'm having a good day, I'll write a thousand, and if I'm having a really really horrible day, my post will probably be incredibly crappy and only about two hundred and fifty words long. ))

Xavier groaned, and tossed his head to the side, trying to make his hair go one way. When that failed, he searched the room for a brush of some sort. When he found one, he grinned, and started tugging at all the knots, and snarls, until it was perfectly smooth. Then, he combed it through one last time to make sure it was perfect. When he was done, Xavier put on a satisfied smile, and headed back into his bedroom. Now that that was done, he could pick out his clothes. Xavier walked over to his draws, and went through a large pile of unfolded shirts. When he finally saw one he liked, he put it on, and threw on some jeans and a black belt. Having to live alone, Xavier didn’t have a mother to cook his meals for him. Luckily for Xavier, he was good at that. He was going to make pancakes. Simple, easy and quick to make. He looked around for the frying pan, and found it sitting on the counter top. He placed it on the stove, and turned it up to medium. Then, he got the already-made batter out of the fridge, and poured three small circles onto the pan. That should be enough. They didn’t take long to make anyway. When they were done, Xavier took them out, and put them on a plate, then he found his favorite syrup, made specially in Quebec, and pretty much drowned the pancakes. Xavier laughed half-heartedly, then realized since he was the only one here, no one could laugh with him. He sighed, and looked out the window again, and noticed that the sun had finally come out. His eyebrows pulled together in confusion, and he checked the clock. When he saw what time it was, Xavier swore, and dropped his fork; It was 7:45, he had to be at school in fifteen minutes. Xavier wasn’t big on punctuation, but he hated being late for the first day of school. Or the first date, or meeting, or conference, whatever it might be. Jack smiled, as he pulled into the parking lot. He had pretty much wasted his entire summer, and it was now time to get serious. He was glad to be back at school. It wasn’t that he liked it, but he didn’t dislike it either. Jack just, didn’t mind it. It was his first day here, well, of this year. Jack was known around this school, he was sure he knew almost everyone’s name. Vice-versa. And that was a good thing for him. He got invited to almost all he parties, and had fun even if they were crappy. Jack assumed that people enjoyed having him there, considering he got labeled as ‘the crazy partier who drinks to much, but fun to get drunk with`’ well, he didn’t drink that much, it was just easy to get him high. Jack opened his car door, and stepped outside. It was nice to have a cool breeze on a day like today; warm, with a cloudless sky. One of his favorites, one of everyone’s favorites. Who didn’t like a day with sun? Jack smiled brightly and, walked over to the schools entrance, and strolled in. The minute he did so, Jack felt eyes on his back. He turned around, and saw a group of his friends coming towards him, there eyes full of amusement. He called out to them, and received a wave in return. Then, they caught up with him, and started talking about the latest party coming up. Jack was confused. “At my house?” He asked questionably, starting to get annoyed that someone would saying such things. “Yeah, that’s what’s going around at least.” Said a voice somewhere in the crowd. Jack shrugged, he was fine with that. Now he had a party to plan. “So, when is it?” He asked Jake, one of his oldest friends. “Aren’t you supposed to know that?” Jack frowned, but decided to go along with it anyway. “I hope you invite her,” Jake said hopefully, pointing to a girl with white-blonde hair, and a mini skirt. Jack laughed; Jake wasn’t exactly a charmer when it came to women. He was tall, and extremely skinny. He had brown hair that was cut like he might’ve once been in the army. He was looking slightly pathetic right now.

Any semi-lit/lit RPs you have:

Feel free to join if you wish... it's a summer role play based in California, it's a romance role play <3

[~Wind Chime~]

I totally agree that there is a lack of Semi-Literate RPers in chickensmoothie and I am highly interested in meeting more people like you guys out there! I love to RP but I haven't been doing it as much any more because I've had discouraging experiences lately with lack of RPers, and those who do join make very vague posts... I don't bite and I'm usually very easy going, so I'd love to make some new RPing friends. <3

Form:

Username: Raquella
Favorite type of RP: Animal Role Plays, especially Wolf, Fox, Cat, Lion, and Legendary animals.
Sample of writing: This is a somewhat light-hearted example of my work. I can also make very serious posts, I think I'm pretty versatile with writing. I can add more examples if you need them. ^.^

A tawny, grey-flecked she-wolf walked in sunken silence. The only sound was that of the wind blowing and rustling the yellow dry after-winter grass. Little patches and tufts of young tender spring grass shoots poked their way through the ground, but the rest was pretty barren, the after-math of winter. The sky was a brilliant, fresh, clean blue, but Athalia, keeping her head close to the ground, didn't notice. Her uninterested behavior and shrunken stomach were signs of her suffering soul. Her eyes were dull as she walked through the very middle of the meadow, unsafe behavior for a wolf who in the past had thought only of keeping cover at all times. Reaching the end of the clearing, Athalia lifted her head and sniffed half-heartedly at her surroundings. This was Imara, she recognized the scent of the land from her long travels in search of precious herbs. She was accustomed to traveling with her brother Falgun in the past, sometimes, even alone, but the thought of returning home to her proud mother and waiting family had always kept her spirits blissful. Now the world seemed large, frightful, and unwelcoming.

Athalia decided to rest here, in Imara tonight. She had adopted an unusual practice in the last weeks: climbing trees at night. It's a very humiliating behaviour for a wolf, she had thought, But then, I am a humiliating excuse for a wolf myself. She walked a little deeper into the cover of the forest, her eyes in search of a thick tall tree. But not a pine. Too prickly. She hoped to find an oak or another more comfortable tree. Though the leaves would be fallen from winter, it would have to do. It was not even evening when she had located and climbed to a comfortable branch, but she didn't care. She didn't know where she was going or what she would do with her life, so it didn't hurt to just lay down and call it quits early.

Suddenly, Athalia's keen eyes detected movement below. She quickly sat up in the branch and sniffed. Four wolves were gathered not too far from her. Her heart began to race. Was she intruding on another pack's territory? Her foot slipped and a medium-sized branch snapped and fell down. Surely they must have heard that.. Oh snap! she thought, then frowned angrily at her ridiculous unintended pun. She had to get down... and fast! They couldn't see her like this, up in the tree... it would be so shameful! But in her fright she couldn't move. So this is how they'll see me, frozen up in a tree like a frightened panther-cat. In her frustration and fear, a little tear fell onto her muzzle. She flattened her ears and braced herself for whatever was to come.

Any semi-lit/lit RPs you have: I just started one! I hope it's not so text-heavy it will scare people away, though... viewtopic.php?f=7&t=251829