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⌠𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 ╼ 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋⌡

@JackalopeLove I'm simple man. I see link, I click, and hope it's porn.

⌠𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 ╼ 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋⌡

⦕ Artyom Dimitri Ekaterina Petrovka ⦖

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𝐏𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Artyom's physical condition is currently in peak form - that is to say, he's at the age that is for men typically described as being the top of their game. It shows in how he looks. His face is still soft, with only some wrinkles on his forehead from frequent frowning - the rest is clear of any irregularities, bar some small birthmarks and dots on his face. He has no scars - none visible at least, as there is a small cross-shaped one on his chin which is hidden by a beard - and boasts a good looking, healthy skin.

His eyes are relatively small compared to some of the Western people, as he is ethnically Russian, and thus lacks the characteristical large eyes. Although they are already small, his eyebrows do not do his eyes any favor as they are relatively low and typically furrowed over his eyes, making his eyes look smaller, and making him himself look more angry and/or serious than he actually is.

His hair is a dark brown, with a few loose gray hairs in his beard. Both his hair and beard are well kept and commonly groomed. The gray hairs are found mostly in the hairs just below his lower lip, with some on either side of the mustache too. Bad genetics are to blame, since Artyom is not that old yet.

Physique wise, he's about average-slightly above average. He's not that muscled, compared to some of those that lift weights. But he lives a healthy lifestyle comparatively, and gets enough movement. His strength primarily comes from his back, shoulders and upper arms, where some definition in the muscles can be seen during a movement that flexes these muscles. Other than that, his chest, stomach, legs and other muscled areas are about average. No bodybuilder, at any rate.

Height: 6'2"/1.89m
Weight: 183lbs/83kg
Eyes: brown
Hair: dark brown
Skin Tone: pale

𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞

Artyom Dimitri Ekaterina Petrovka
_{Also frequently called:}

_{“Artur”
“Dima”
“Kat”
“Katarina”}

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫

♂ - male.

𝐀𝐠𝐞

28

𝐎𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Dock-worker, part-time freelance photographer

𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲:

April 6th

𝐄𝐭𝐡𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲:

Russian

𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞:

Nizjni Novgorod, Russian Federation.

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𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲

Artyom has a typically Russian-immigrant attitude towards work. He's a hard worker, doesn't grumble when he needs to do manual labor, but in general just gets the job done. This shines through in most of his everyday activities, as he isn't one to sit around for too long and rather just gets started with work early so he can get it done early. In that aspect, time is important to him, and he will work hard and quick to get things done in time.

Essentially, if you need something done, Artyom is the one you ask. Especially if it's hard, back-breaking work that nobody else really wants to do. Someone has to do it. Artyom just expects to get something in return for doing it.

As such, he isn't some naïve person who will do anything for someone else just out of the kindness of his heart. That is not who he is at all, and his motto is quad pro quo. He might help you without expecting something in return for the first one, maybe two times, but after that he will expect you to either fend for yourself, or to repay him somehow. In that way he's not exactly a team player by being a selfless person - instead being more of a person that takes care of himself. But make no mistake - just because he has a brain and realizes when he is being used, doesn't mean he doesn't have a heart. His quad pro quo attitude only goes for strangers or people he doesn't exactly consider 'friends'.

A sharp contrast perhaps, but when it comes to his friends, he is very loyal and will do whatever it takes to keep them around. He is quite sacrificial when it comes down to that, willing to take a knife in the side, or a bullet to the chest for those whom he considers close to himself.

If there was ever a more fitting stereotype than the Russian that raises the red flag to rush towards the enemy to buy his comrades time to escape, then perhaps Artyom is a fitting face for that Russian. But you'll need to gain his favor before he'd even consider that for you.

𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

Artyom was born in Nizjni Novgorod, in the Wolga oblast in the Russian Federation. He grew up there in the early years of his life until his father found employment in Vladivostok in the far East. It was a far move, and being 8 when it happened, Artyom abandoned a lot of friends for his fathers new employment. To a young child this was not worth the loss of friends, but ultimately now that he is an adult, he can understand why his father moved there. After all they did have a nicer apartment, more money, and generally just a better life. And new friends could be made easily, right?

His father worked on an oil rig off the coast of Eastern Russia and so he was gone from home a lot. So, Artyom grew up with his mother and his three sisters, being the man of the house at an age that many would consider too young. Though it was merely a joke at first, later in his life this title became more and more true. At the age of fourteen he started working part-time at a local butcher to earn some extra money for himself.

His sister Dunya, who was three years older than Artyom, and she moved to the United States when Artyom was 16. She had found a suitable husband through an online service, who lived in a place called 'Washington DC'. Although Artyom was sad to see her leave, it did him good to know that his sister was going to live a better live in the USA with a husband that could provide for her. Little did he know that the service was more or less a subtle, legal form of human trafficking.

His other sister, Gavriila, became a teacher at a primary school. This was when Artyom was 21, and had begun working at a dock - similar to the work he'd later do in the USA. It did not take long for Gavriila to meet a teacher that she liked, and then she got married to him.

It was another one of his sisters that left the house, leaving only the youngest, Katia, 16 years old. She was still enrolled in a high school for musically gifted children, which was afforded only because of their fathers' work on an oil rig, and subsidies from the Russian government that incentivized schooling for those children with exceptional talent in one department.

As Artyom reached the age of 23, his sister told him to come to Washington DC, telling him that there was plenty of work for people that did not mind to work hard. As she told him of the glamorous life she was living now, it was hard for Artyom to decline. Katia had graduated from school now and had begun a university level education in music, so it was impossible for Artyom to go to the USA, not with his mother being left behind.

For two years he still took care of her before his father retired and took up a job at the local docks, working as a manager. With father now being back home to take care of mother, Artyom arranged to fly out to Washington DC to work there.

Life was not as glamorous as his sister had told him - though, that might've been because Artyom was not a good-looking woman that wanted to marry an American man. Rather, he was a poor Russian that spoke little English, and had no university or college degree. After a year of living off of his savings, he finally managed to get a job at the docks, which was where he'd been working ever since.

In due time he moved into a new apartment in Baltham, which wasn't too bad. His wages could barely afford it, but he had to live somewhere and due to the rising prices of apartments in both Bainbridge Island and Baltham due to the rising affluence in the area, there was little choice - either he gave up his job and moved elsewhere, or he made due with what he had. It seemed an easy choice for a Russian immigrant that was used to living in near-poverty. The only time when he ate well was when he landed a free-lance photography gig, which happened from time to time. His favorites were weddings.

They let him take some of the food, most of the time.

At least his English had improved in an almost stellar fashion. He was fluent now, but his accent remained.

⌠𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 ╼ 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋⌡

@The Spectre Useful? No, probably not. Unless you want to move a lot of boxes. Then, maybe.

⌠𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 ╼ 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋⌡

⦕ Artyom Dimitri Ekaterina Petrovka ⦖

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𝐏𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Artyom's physical condition is currently in peak form - that is to say, he's at the age that is for men typically described as being the top of their game. It shows in how he looks. His face is still soft, with only some wrinkles on his forehead from frequent frowning - the rest is clear of any irregularities, bar some small birthmarks and dots on his face. He has no scars - none visible at least, as there is a small cross-shaped one on his chin which is hidden by a beard - and boasts a good looking, healthy skin.

His eyes are relatively small compared to some of the Western people, as he is ethnically Russian, and thus lacks the characteristical large eyes. Although they are already small, his eyebrows do not do his eyes any favor as they are relatively low and typically furrowed over his eyes, making his eyes look smaller, and making him himself look more angry and/or serious than he actually is.

His hair is a dark brown, with a few loose gray hairs in his beard. Both his hair and beard are well kept and commonly groomed. The gray hairs are found mostly in the hairs just below his lower lip, with some on either side of the mustache too. Bad genetics are to blame, since Artyom is not that old yet.

Physique wise, he's about average-slightly above average. He's not that muscled, compared to some of those that lift weights. But he lives a healthy lifestyle comparatively, and gets enough movement. His strength primarily comes from his back, shoulders and upper arms, where some definition in the muscles can be seen during a movement that flexes these muscles. Other than that, his chest, stomach, legs and other muscled areas are about average. No bodybuilder, at any rate.

Height: 6'2"/1.89m
Weight: 183lbs/83kg
Eyes: brown
Hair: dark brown
Skin Tone: pale

𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞

Artyom Dimitri Ekaterina Petrovka
_{Also frequently called:}

_{“Artur”
“Dima”
“Kat”
“Katarina”}

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫

♂ - male.

𝐀𝐠𝐞

28

𝐎𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Dock-worker, part-time freelance photographer

𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐝𝐚𝐲:

April 6th

𝐄𝐭𝐡𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲:

Russian

𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞:

Nizjni Novgorod, Russian Federation.

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𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲

Artyom has a typically Russian-immigrant attitude towards work. He's a hard worker, doesn't grumble when he needs to do manual labor, but in general just gets the job done. This shines through in most of his everyday activities, as he isn't one to sit around for too long and rather just gets started with work early so he can get it done early. In that aspect, time is important to him, and he will work hard and quick to get things done in time.

Essentially, if you need something done, Artyom is the one you ask. Especially if it's hard, back-breaking work that nobody else really wants to do. Someone has to do it. Artyom just expects to get something in return for doing it.

As such, he isn't some naïve person who will do anything for someone else just out of the kindness of his heart. That is not who he is at all, and his motto is quad pro quo. He might help you without expecting something in return for the first one, maybe two times, but after that he will expect you to either fend for yourself, or to repay him somehow. In that way he's not exactly a team player by being a selfless person - instead being more of a person that takes care of himself. But make no mistake - just because he has a brain and realizes when he is being used, doesn't mean he doesn't have a heart. His quad pro quo attitude only goes for strangers or people he doesn't exactly consider 'friends'.

A sharp contrast perhaps, but when it comes to his friends, he is very loyal and will do whatever it takes to keep them around. He is quite sacrificial when it comes down to that, willing to take a knife in the side, or a bullet to the chest for those whom he considers close to himself.

If there was ever a more fitting stereotype than the Russian that raises the red flag to rush towards the enemy to buy his comrades time to escape, then perhaps Artyom is a fitting face for that Russian. But you'll need to gain his favor before he'd even consider that for you.

𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

Artyom was born in Nizjni Novgorod, in the Wolga oblast in the Russian Federation. He grew up there in the early years of his life until his father found employment in Vladivostok in the far East. It was a far move, and being 8 when it happened, Artyom abandoned a lot of friends for his fathers new employment. To a young child this was not worth the loss of friends, but ultimately now that he is an adult, he can understand why his father moved there. After all they did have a nicer apartment, more money, and generally just a better life. And new friends could be made easily, right?

His father worked on an oil rig off the coast of Eastern Russia and so he was gone from home a lot. So, Artyom grew up with his mother and his three sisters, being the man of the house at an age that many would consider too young. Though it was merely a joke at first, later in his life this title became more and more true. At the age of fourteen he started working part-time at a local butcher to earn some extra money for himself.

His sister Dunya, who was three years older than Artyom, and she moved to the United States when Artyom was 16. She had found a suitable husband through an online service, who lived in a place called 'Washington DC'. Although Artyom was sad to see her leave, it did him good to know that his sister was going to live a better live in the USA with a husband that could provide for her. Little did he know that the service was more or less a subtle, legal form of human trafficking.

His other sister, Gavriila, became a teacher at a primary school. This was when Artyom was 21, and had begun working at a dock - similar to the work he'd later do in the USA. It did not take long for Gavriila to meet a teacher that she liked, and then she got married to him.

It was another one of his sisters that left the house, leaving only the youngest, Katia, 16 years old. She was still enrolled in a high school for musically gifted children, which was afforded only because of their fathers' work on an oil rig, and subsidies from the Russian government that incentivized schooling for those children with exceptional talent in one department.

As Artyom reached the age of 23, his sister told him to come to Washington DC, telling him that there was plenty of work for people that did not mind to work hard. As she told him of the glamorous life she was living now, it was hard for Artyom to decline. Katia had graduated from school now and had begun a university level education in music, so it was impossible for Artyom to go to the USA, not with his mother being left behind.

For two years he still took care of her before his father retired and took up a job at the local docks, working as a manager. With father now being back home to take care of mother, Artyom arranged to fly out to Washington DC to work there.

Life was not as glamorous as his sister had told him - though, that might've been because Artyom was not a good-looking woman that wanted to marry an American man. Rather, he was a poor Russian that spoke little English, and had no university or college degree. After a year of living off of his savings, he finally managed to get a job at the docks, which was where he'd been working ever since.

In due time he moved into a new apartment in Baltham, which wasn't too bad. His wages could barely afford it, but he had to live somewhere and due to the rising prices of apartments in both Bainbridge Island and Baltham due to the rising affluence in the area, there was little choice - either he gave up his job and moved elsewhere, or he made due with what he had. It seemed an easy choice for a Russian immigrant that was used to living in near-poverty. The only time when he ate well was when he landed a free-lance photography gig, which happened from time to time. His favorites were weddings.

They let him take some of the food, most of the time.

At least his English had improved in an almost stellar fashion. He was fluent now, but his accent remained.

How to write conversations/speech?

@tsukune Yeah, they were very slice-of-life with drama. Mostly family-drama. For instance this particular novel (which is honestly a favorite of mine because I hated reading literature for school. Not because I hated literature but because it had to be Dutch literature which was boring as fuck.) the drama was all about old friends of his that caused problems in his life, as well as a large amount of money problems (he could not afford to keep the florist business running but hid it from his wife).

So it's not slice-of-life in the sense that literally nothing ever happens. Enough happened, it was just things that happened in real life.
Dutch people are very nosy in other peoples' business, so I guess that's why we liked it.

The indent is something I added myself. Looks.. more neat and tidy. If I didn't indent it, I'd go crazy. In the end the indent doesn't matter much, I think, but I think it's nicer to read. But that differs from person to person?

I'm interested in other formats, and I might adopt some. Often I just mix and match, depending on the style of the RP, my mood, and just general looks.

⌠𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 ╼ 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋⌡

@Core if you don't mind, I'm gonna take a few things from this CS and adapt them into my own.

Just for completionism's sake.

How to write conversations/speech?

@tsukune It's frequently either scenes where there is something happening (though for these types of literature it's really dull stuff, like, there's this one book I read about a Dutch florist, his wife and their child, and their familial problems in old Dutch times (like, 1960) and there were scenes where all he did was ride around delivering flowers, there were entire scenes dedicated to writing about the different types of flowers, flower-technicalities and other such things, where you'd get some thoughts of the character.

Then there's other scenes where he was talking to his wife, customers, or his child, and such. They were written like that though not exactly. Sometimes a brief description of a new movement/action, but often just back-and-forth conversations.

I think your style of writing is pretty similar to the first style, which is I guess how most people on RPG do it. I'm still curious about other peoples opinions however.

How to write conversations/speech?

@tsukune they're typically old books that are not so heavy on the action and more on the interactions. Reads more like transcriptions of audio tapes than actual books in segments that are speech heavy. It makes sense then though, because a) you need to split the speech into different paragraphs for each person, and b) there's nothing going on that you need to describe since it's two people talking.

That said I think it's very typical Dutch literature, that isn't even translated due to how old and how .. typically Dutch they are.

Yeah, I guess it's because I want it to look neat and proper, though I also have to admit I don't really.. voice out anything. I don't speak out loud whatever I'm writing, because it seems to come naturally. If that makes sense? Occasionally I'll write something that doesn't flow well but it's generally easy to catch it while writing to me. That's why the thread was focused more on how to write stuff down.

How do you typically write speech/conversations?

How to write conversations/speech?

@tsukune Yeah, I agree, but I've seen the second style in some books (especially more classical literature in my own country) so I was wondering what the general consensus is. As for my English, English is my fourth language but since I speak English in class every day, not to mention online in voice chats, I've become quite good at that.

The main problem for me is always the size. I don't want my speech to drag on longer than the description that goes with it - it looks strange. It often leads to me adding fluff to the description to make it more balanced, but I don't want to do that, because it's useless. :/

⌠𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 ╼ 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋⌡

Working on mine as we speak.