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Post by ~Aratak~ on Sept 26, 2012 17:12:55 GMT -6
Okay, so like no one is role playing...so I'm just going to blame it on thinking out characters.
Well guess what!
This RP doesn't need character bios!
*GASP!*
*~*RULES*~* 1. No character bios! Only winging it! 2. Make as many come-and-go or solid characters as you want, as plain or extraordinary as you want. 3. Stay in character and no Mary Su- you know, etc etc. 4. Don't RP as other people's random characters, only your own. 5. Grammar! 6. Have fun! IT'S REQUIRED O.e
~*~PLOT~*~ There is a city. There are people in it. There's parks and bars and dark alleys and lovers and haters and children and elderly and sinners and saints. There's also some lamp posts and pavement and cars and stuff. Anything can happen from parking tickets to transfiguration.
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Post by ~Aratak~ on Sept 26, 2012 17:13:26 GMT -6
Jonboy pulled up in his truck covered in more rust than Ford blue. As he got out his cowboy boots clunked against the pavement. The big city. It smelled like car exhaust and cat urine. It was nothing like the rolling hills and whispering creeks where he was from.
He walked into the gas station looking for a quick bite to eat.
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Amy Pool sat quietly in the park, holding a book up to her nose. Her face could not be seen aside from her dark brown hair done up in a bun and one lock moving slightly in the breeze, disappearing against her cheek inside the book, then back out floating in the wind. The young librarian was simply lost within the pages as a fiery dragon kidnapped a young maiden in its terrible claws...
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