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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 3:29 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 3:35 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 3:58 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 4:09 pm
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 8:44 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 8:49 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 9:26 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 9:31 pm
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Thank you Trowa and Doll for your welcomes! biggrin
More about myself? Well, I haven't been role playing long collectively speaking. The first role play I ever joined was Fantasy Harry Potter (FHP). There, I created two different characters:
Cassandra Ballycastle .............A girl no taller than an average seven year old human, and no wider than a standard fishing pole, approached the Great Hall slowly. Carefully as to not nauseate herself needlessly, she quickened her stride through the opening doors. After one panoramic look about the Hall, at all the other students and the professors, she forced down a lump in her throat. As if ordered, she quickly took a seat at the closest bench. She took another looping glancing about the dining hall before dropping her face into her hands. The sulking movement sent her unnaturally straight, long and blond hair cascading down over her.
Ellen Mae Niedlich .............Ellen Mae curled herself into a ball while floating in midair above a comfy common-room chair. She wanted so much to sit in it, but she was dead. Since that would be impossible, she floated above it, trying to remember what the seats felt like on her bottom. Thinking about her life made her head hurt..............It wasn't that long ago at all that she was a 4th year Hufflepuff student. Ellen Mae didn't like thinking about, and forced herself to forget a lot of, what she experienced when living. She was existing, now, for the present. However, today she had passed the spot that she had sat on the lakes edge; the place she had been when Fleur, her owl, had delivered her a letter from her aunt about her mother dying suddenly. She was so overwhelmed with emotion that she disturbed the water and simple merle. One curious mermaid, unsure as to what Ellen was doing, slashed at her thrashing legs to stop them from flailing about. This lead to her death.
I, then, joined another role play forum, called Torn Illusions. It was an adult slavery role play. It has closed down due to too few members (and the inactivity of those few). There I adapted a plot character into my own quirky character:
Marie Haithwaite ............."Well done." Marie stated matter-of-factually as she glanced around the room once more. She settled her gaze on Mai and continued, "I am going to wash up now." Marie said motioning towards the direction of the bathing chambers. "After I'm through, I will need your services. I want to see how you are at rubbing the stress out of me," She continued rather astutely. She watched Mai as she spoke. "Lord knows, I need it.".............Before leaving the for the bath, she turned her head slightly and said, "Mai, While I'm bathing, pick some flowers from the garden and put them in here." She hesitated as if waiting for her orders to sink in. Finally, she turned and walked out the chamber doors, closing them behind her..............The bathing Chambers were one floor below her sleeping chambers. She strolled on thinking about her long awaited massage with her very pretty slave. Images of Kaye entertained her while she made her way to the bathing quarters..............Marie arrived at the door and walked in to see fresh linens awaiting her. She walked over to the vanity and untied her hair. This took several minutes for her hair was very long and tightly woven. She looked at herself in the mirror as she did this thinking of her younger prettier self. She still managed to pick out remaining features that she still possessed, and was thankful for them.
I, unfortunately, got too busy to role play actively. I was young, immature and couldn't juggle too many things at once.
But now, I am older (hopefully more mature, and able to balance things easier) and getting back into role playing. It all started when I discovered my GaiaOnline account that i didn't use for over 3 years. I honestly don't know if I did anything on it back then. I apparently didn't know of the Forums, or else I would of been addicted to role playing back than as well.
Now, I am in several role play threads, and even furbished my profile into a role play kind of thing.
.....There is no going back now....
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 10:36 pm
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Posted: Wed Nov 26, 2008 10:53 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2008 7:13 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2008 7:29 am
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Eloquent Conversationalist
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Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2008 7:31 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2008 8:43 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 27, 2008 5:42 pm
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