I legit want someone to read @Raging Ghost’s status below (the one with all the profanity) aloud in a Scottish accent and upload an audio file of it on here. Do it! Someone do it I dare you.
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6 yrs ago
Happy Thanksgiving
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6 yrs ago
So has anyone else ever spent several hours on an RP, reviewed it, posted it, and then thought “This is garbage.”?
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6 yrs ago
Once my drawing and sketching abilities improve a little more, I intend to start incorporating my own art into future RP’s of mine.
So, I have been inspired to create an RP centered around passion, lust, rejection, and jealousy. A story of a man of the cloth who falls in blinding love with a common woman of the arts. Her rejection of his feelings leads him down a dark path of his own forgery, a path of vindictive jealousy and obsession. This man of God soon becomes a monster, hell-bent on having a woman who will never return his affections, and uses his powers of church to torment her, lacing them both within a spiraling wind of misfortune.
Of course, I will need a partner for this. (OBVIOUSLY.) I seek a female partner specifically, eighteen or over. Someone of at least mid-casual writing, but not beyond low-advanced. So mid-casual to low-advanced.
Below, you can see a brief description of the female character I envision. A basic outline. You can also read about me, a short dispatch though it may be. So, I await eagerly, if interested just PM me and we can get started.
This will be a very theatrical RP, and will contain elements such as love, jealousy, hatred, obsession, to name a few. It will be your typical love-tragedy story, so don’t expect a happily ever after here.
Liza couldn’t help but huff at Alice’s negative statement regarding fighting, though only slightly, and she kept her statement to herself. She listened to Alice as she worked on the food before her, saying nothing. Liza sliced open the bag of blood and seemingly poured it all over the top of the chicken, and then reached for the salt and pepper, dashing some all across the blood soaked chicken. She then reached for a bottle of paprika nearby and likewise strew it across the chicken. She then reached into the cabinet above her and withdrew a pair of small glass plates, closing the cabinet afterward.
A moment later, after swift chops with her knife, Liza stepped back from the counter and turned toward Alice. She held in her hands a plate of diced Cornish game hen, coated in blood and thoroughly seasoned. Liza extended the plate toward Alice, offfering it to her.
“It’s not Parisian gourmet but I think it’ll be satisfying. I coated it in blood so you’ll still be getting ‘nutritional value’ from the meal. ‘Beats the hell out of barbecue sauce.”
•Physical Appearance: (Uploaded image or linked image, or a VERY detailed description.)
•Hometown: (Anywhere in the United States. Excluding Alaska and Hawaii.)
•Personality Description: (General attitude and demeanor.)
•Profession/Career: (Examples: Retailer, school teacher, nurse, store manager, babysitter, etc.) (Someone that “no one would notice if they went missing”, as harsh as that sounds.)
•Biography: (2-5 Paragraphs)
•Likes: (Optional) •Dislikes: (Optional)
•Strengths: (At most 4.) •Weaknesses: (At least 3.)
•How Were You Captured?: (“Three men in black with ski masks”, and take it from there.)