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

[wolverine♥]

Welcome! Bearcoon, what RP is your second example post from? Sounds interesting. ;D

[Toppyrocks]

I have an issue. With my Weekly Roleplay club, I kind of stopped updating after the second roleplay because I was completly bogged down with all kinds of other stuff in real life I had to do, but now I have more time again, and as a New Year thing, I'm going to actually put effort into it now. But I don't have a good, interesting new plot that is simple yet fun to start again. And it has to be animals, cause the last one was people. The other animal one I did was penguins, and that was kinda okay, but not really as good as I had hoped. I have a few loose ideas, but since this is the first one after a few weeks abscence, it has to be good to pick it up again.

[Tatterdemalion]

The second is from 'Failed Experiments' somewhere here on CS, but I sort of dropped out because most of the others insisted on oneliners despite the fact I saw them write wonderful full paragraph posts =/

[Popcorns]

Toppyrocks I'd be willing to let you use my horse rp plot that I posted two pages before. I don't think I'll be opening that roleplay, but I just don't want to throw it away. It seems wrong to just have it waiting in my drafts and being un used.

[wolverine♥]

The second is from 'Failed Experiments' somewhere here on CS, but I sort of dropped out because most of the others insisted on oneliners despite the fact I saw them write wonderful full paragraph posts =/

That stinks. :V I hate it when nice potential like that is sort of...wasted.

[Kalaia]

Username: kalaia
Favorite type of RP: Animal, especially when it has an interesting twist like post-apocalyptic.
Sample of writing:

In complete bliss and enveloped by an intense feeling of warmth rushing through his veins, he rested his head so that his chin was rested between her ears and closed his eyes, her scent making his head spin. This was his own personal heaven - his dream come true - and he didn't want to fall asleep and have it all over in the morning, so despite the heavy sleepiness that threatened to knock him out, he fought to stay awake, to treasure every moment with this goddess before the morning came and they had to leave each other's sides.

Against his will, Jax began to fall asleep, his love's warm body and rhythmic breathing acting as a lullaby.. but just when he was slipping over the edge into unconsciousness, he heard 3 words that made his heart stop. Immediately his eyes flew upon, and he lifted his head to gaze upon her beautiful face, hoping to see some signs of consciousness, to know that it was really happening. When he realized that she was asleep, he was surprised to find that the feelings of love overflowing from his heart didn't damper at all. His heart racing, he lowered his muzzle to her ear, breathing into it once very softly, his warm breath flowing against it, before whispering deeply, "I love you, Venus. Now and forever."

Gently, he laid his head back down, chin between her ears, and closed his eyes. But before long he realized that he would never be able to sleep... his heart was beating a hundred miles a minute and, honestly, he felt like he needed to do something. To prove his love to her. Laying there perfectly still, he debated what to do in his head - it was hard to prove your love to someone as they slept soundly.

After a few moments, he moved slowly and stealthily to a stand, stopping short every time that she seemed like he might be waking her up until he heard her breathing resume it's rhythmic pattern once more. Quiet as a panther in the night, he snuck out of her den.

At some point during the night, he returned with a bouquet of beautiful flowers in his mouth - each was shaded from deep navy blue to a soft powdered blue, the colors blotched all over the petals. Dropping them silently in a semicircle around her so that she would be surrounded by the beauty of them when she awoke, he then stood there and gazed down at her for a moment. His one true love, the definition of beauty - she deserved everything.

As carefully as he had left, he resumed his position curled along her body and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Same RP, later on:

Jax's heart was sinking lower by the minute. Lark's words were replaying over and over in his head as he followed to two towards Venus and Jace. Deep in his heart he knew that something was going on, but to keep his sanity, his mind tried to remain blissfully unaware of Venus' trysts. He only allowed himself to know that she loved the other males like brothers, but he was about to come face to face with the harsh reality that he had been fooling himself all along.

When they began to climb the hill and he heart Venus' sweet voice in the distance, he hesitated, watching the other two walk ahead of him. Did he really want to see what he was about to see? He could always turn and leave, run away and never return, and put all of this behind him. He would never forget Venus or the love he had for her, but over the years the ache would start to dull, and he could try and act like it never happened.

But no.. he loved Venus too much. Some might think it was silly, since he hardly knew her, but few would ever feel the instant connection he had felt with Venus - true love at first sight. He stood there for another moment, his muscles trembling with emotion, as he tried to ice over his heart so that it wouldn't break. Then, finally, he slowly took the last steps to oversee his love and his competition.

He didn't answer Saramba. His blue eyes fell upon his love just as she planted that fateful kiss upon her new lover. He hadn't even ever kissed her. He just stood there, trembling more visibly now as he watched the two. A single tear slid soundlessly down the fur of his cheek.

Then Jace told her that he loved her.

That was too much.

With a mighty roar that would send most predators into hiding, he bounded down the hill, black claws extracted from his paws. There was a fire in his eyes that none of them had ever seen before; the side of Jax that he tried his best to contain, the side that had been bred into him by a father who abused and killed for fun. Growling ferociously, he leapt in between Venus and Jace, forcing them apart. With his fur risen so that he looked a few feet taller than he really was, his body crouched in a position to pounce at the first move that Jace made, he faced Jace, his long, thick teeth glistening in the moonlight.

It was safe to say that all of the fireflies had disappeared.

Any semi-lit/lit RPs you have: None at the moment. D:

[Ollie.]

Username: Ollieh
Favorite type of RP: Animal
Sample of writing:

Jude flashed a smile at Blake, then looked over at Tia. "
"Yes.. are we almost there?" she asked, her voice slightly shaky. Her dark eyes went from her two friends, to the rocks, scanning them with confusion flaming in her eyes. I don't see anything yet... Judes brows furrowed as she looked back towards Blake and Tia, I wonder how far up we are.. she slowly moved her gaze towards the ocean, and then down from where they just were. Judes breath hitched and she quickly whipped her head back, her eyes wide and full of fear. "I hope we make it there soon..." she whispered.

Another Ex:

Jude lapped up some brown liquid from a small puddle, his face cringed up in disgust, as he pulled away from the murky water. He turned from the water and started to limp down the alleyway, his ears perked up for any enemies or prey near him, Jude cringed as one of the sharp tiny rocks went into the calloused pads of his paws. "Rotton lucky I be havin today.." Jude mumbled as he licked the rock out of his pad, his ears perked suddenly as he noticed a dog and another cat. "This won't be pretty..." he meowed to himself, curiosity sparked in his eyes though when he saw the other cat scale the brick wall. "Interesting.." Jude then remembered the dog and quickly hid himself. "Stupid bloody creatures.."

Any semi-lit/lit RPs you have: I wouldn't call it a lit, but it has good grammar and no one liners.. it's a Pokemon rp

[Shy]

New Lit/Semi-Lit Hunger Games RP for those interested (:
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[Kalaia]

Zeev:

omg. I have been plotting an animal/zombie RP for weeks now. I was holding off to put it on Proboards (where keeping track of and controlling things like weather and breeding would be simpler), but honestly, I'm a college student with a 1 year old child. When will I have the time?

My idea also began as inter-species, but I also decided that dogs were probably best. My idea was basically this:

There was a huge war. Nuclear and biological weaponry was used, and almost everyone and everything in the world was annihilated. Basically, the apocalypse has come and gone. There are a few humans, dogs, cats, etc. still alive and scattered around the world, but most of what is left wouldn't really be considered 'alive' by most. These beings, they walk, breathe, function.. but they seem to have no souls. Affected by deadly, neuron-destroying chemicals that were used during the war, these beings seem to come in two types, almost like rabies: 'dumb' and 'raged'. They seem to alternate between the two pretty often. Some are humans, some are canine, some are even benign creatures like birds and squirrels. You will see the 'dumb' ones wandering aimlessly, staring into eternal nothingness, occasionally even stumbling, only to get back up and continue on their never-ending journey. The enraged ones, though, are the ones you really have to look out for. Not only are these beasts thirsty for blood, but they are smart on a primal, instinctual level. They will sniff you out, track you for days, hunt you down. Only the strongest and smartest will survive.

And basically, the participants in the role-play would be dogs who had survived. I, as this forum that will never exist's moderator, would randomly intervene on people's interactions with eachother as a 'undead', 'diseased', or whatever-you-wanna-call-it human/dog/cat/whatever and they could either fight or run. Death would sometimes ensue.

The reason I'd want to use a proboard is because of how detailed I would want to get with it. Each character's "HP" (or how much damage they could take and still live) would be based on things like the dog's breed, size, age, etc. That would have to be kept track of, as well as their damage and healing. I would allow breeding, where I would find photos of dogs that actually matched up with the parents' breeds (dalmation x german shepherd, etc), and randomly deal out a stillborn or sick puppy here and there. There would need to be different areas, so that people could interact with each other cleanly instead of there being one huge jumbled-together thread of 30 people essentially rping on a 1x1 or up to 3 characters at a time basis.

Sorry if that doesn't make much sense, it's 2am. I'll stop rambling now. But feel free to use my ideas, as they will probably just rot away if I am left with them.

[.:dragonfly:.]

Heyy guys, I would love some feed back on this random rp plot I just thought of, I still need to fix it a little but here it is. I made it for horses but I think I might suit wolves or dogs better. Anyway please tell me what you think. ^-^

-dragonfly

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.::. a wild horse roleplay .::.

.:||introduction||:.

A fierce wind cut though the valley that night. Darkness surrounded the two stallions; even the moon hid her eyes behind a dark storm cloud. The look of undisgused bloodthirst was written across each of the mustangs faces as the sized one another up. Meanwhile a crowd was forming horses from surrounding bands can to witness the fight. The black stallion snorted and pawed angerly at the ground; his opponet a sleek white horse tossed his head with anticitation. Only when a bright crack of lightning opened up and night sky and heavy icely rain fell from the heavens did the fight begin. Both massive creatures charged at each other they fought relentlessly. Hooves and teeth clashing, their shrill battle crys echoed above the sounds of the thunder storm. The crowed of watching horses neighed and cheered on there favorite. Blood filled the valley that night, both the stallions fell there hearts as still and cold as there blood and rain soaked bodies.


.:||plot||:.

Since that night long in the past. The mustangs of Red Valley have been holding battles to chose there lead stallion and mare every three years on the night of a huge rain storm. The time for a new leader rapidly approuches as a storm seems to be blowing in. Each day the sky grows darker and the winds colder. As a young strong horse you are forced to fight and try your best to win, as the herd wants only the best leader the winner of each battle will move on to the next round until the final battle that will take place on the night of the storm; the losers will get nothing if they even make it out from the fight alive. Rank is a important think in the Valley; make sure to get up there as high as you can; your very life might depend on it.

It's a dangerous challenge and your sure to come out with some battle scars.