Anyone need a Roleplay Partner?

[UnfunnyPete]

Hey

I'm relatively new to this site, but I've been Roleplaying for a few years now, and I think I'm relatively 'advanced' when it comes to Roleplaying and writing. Well, I think I am; you might disagree, and that's fine. Anyway, I'm going through a writers block period, and I just can't seem to come up with any ideas myself, so I thought that instead, I'd see if anyone else wants a Roleplay partner to take part in whatever idea you might have. Literally, I'm willing to take part in any Roleplay, so long as the idea is good and creative. I'm looking for a relatively long-term Roleplay, as in I don't want us to lose interest in a matter of days.

So yeah, just PM me if you're interested. If you're like me and looking for a Roleplay and don't have an idea, still PM me, I'm sure we could think of a decent RP we could both enjoy between the two of us.

Here's a brief example of something I've wrote before, just so you can get a general idea of my writing:


"The almost liquid flame of which Antony fixated all of his attention flickered brief, leaving him in utter darkness. It only lasted for the blink of an eye, but he noticed it. The flame, burning on top of a dirty beige, drooping wax candle, had never halted or faulted before, making this one instance of it's brief disappearance rather curious to him. Almost forgetting to blink himself, he stared vacantly at the small, glistening orange of it. Sure enough, it eventually flickered again, proving Antony's suspicions. Someone had opened a door. Someone was coming.
Inching back in his cell, he stepped out of the out-stretched beam of light cast by the candle, moving into the back shadows of his home. This is where he felt safe; out of the illuminating light and heat of the only thing that kept him from sitting in complete and utter darkness. An unending abyss of which he was trapped inside.

Again, the fire flickered.

His cell lay beyond much of the heat caused by the candle, meaning the stone cell floor was cold to the touch, almost like walking barefoot on ice. The walls followed this, and if he could reach, he imagined the ceiling did as well. He didn't shiver, however; he was use to the cold, just as his eyes had perfectly adjusted to the darkness from which his life revolved around.
Footsteps. That's what came next. The lumbering, heavy, paw like footprints of which Antony had grew to recent, and almost fear. Almost. They approached from beyond his line of sight, but he knew they wouldn't be long. They never were ones to waste time."

I look forward to hearing from you .

[Genkai]

I wouldn't mind talking with you.

[UnfunnyPete]

Sure, Just send me a PM.

[Soul Sam]

Drop me a pm? I'll work on an idea with you. :3

[Saz]

Hey, pm me I'm sure we could come up with an idea together