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8 yrs ago
Forum: Advanced Interest Checks
----Prophecy's Interest Check----
Alright, here we go. I've been away from the guild for quite a while and I'm looking to get back in a roleplay or two, so without further ado here is my interest check. I'm generally not one for rules/requirements - I'm pretty chilled out - but I've learnt from experience that It's good to have a few just so we're on the same page. I'll list these, as well as my interests, below.
--------------Rules/requirements--------------
1. I prefer to write high-casual to advanced, so it will probably come as no surprise that one-liners are a definite no. It's the usual 2 paragraphs minimum for me, but ideally I'd like more. I'm no grammar Nazi, but basic grammar and a bit of proof-reading is nice.
2. There seems to be a big problem on this site with people going AWOL. Maybe it's just me? Either way, if you want to end the roleplay that's completely fine, just drop me a message to let me know.
3. I like talking with the people I roleplay with (but don't feel obliged to.) It's nice to get to know people, y'know?
4. I like to discuss the roleplay. In the past I feel like I'm putting more of an effort into deciding the basics for the roleplay (such as setting etc.)
5. Please include a picture of a badass (or cute) animal in your PM to me.
6. In terms of posting I can't guarantee how often I'll be able to post. I'm currently in higher education, and for this reason my availability may be inconsistent. I also don't believe in strict posting deadlines. Post when you can; I don't mind waiting longer for a better post. It would be nice to hear from you every few days, but real life comes first so take your time.
2. There seems to be a big problem on this site with people going AWOL. Maybe it's just me? Either way, if you want to end the roleplay that's completely fine, just drop me a message to let me know.
3. I like talking with the people I roleplay with (but don't feel obliged to.) It's nice to get to know people, y'know?
4. I like to discuss the roleplay. In the past I feel like I'm putting more of an effort into deciding the basics for the roleplay (such as setting etc.)
5. Please include a picture of a badass (or cute) animal in your PM to me.
6. In terms of posting I can't guarantee how often I'll be able to post. I'm currently in higher education, and for this reason my availability may be inconsistent. I also don't believe in strict posting deadlines. Post when you can; I don't mind waiting longer for a better post. It would be nice to hear from you every few days, but real life comes first so take your time.
And that's it. All I ask for is a fellow advanced RPer who isn't planning on vanishing anytime soon. Now onto my interests...
--------------Interests--------------
I have a relatively wide range of interests. I'll list a few - and I stress a few because it's a very brief list - of these below, but feel free to leave a reply or shoot me a PM to ask about anything I haven't listed here.
- Paranormal
- Dystopian
- Science-fiction (space travel etc.)
- Zombie apocalypse/apocalypse of any kind (I know, cliché and terribly overdone, but it's my weakness)
- Time travel (this is new to me, and I've never attempted it before. It's something that has only recently appealed to me)
As of now those are the topics that immediately spring to mind. Like I said though, I am open to a lot of things so please do ask. Sadly I'm not a fan of fanfiction simply because I feel like I'd need a very deep understanding of the characters/world to do it justice and find enjoyment from it. Slice of life is a tricky one too. A very narrow range of these kind of roleplays appeal to me, but on the whole I'm here to escape everyday life.
- Paranormal
- Dystopian
- Science-fiction (space travel etc.)
- Zombie apocalypse/apocalypse of any kind (I know, cliché and terribly overdone, but it's my weakness)
- Time travel (this is new to me, and I've never attempted it before. It's something that has only recently appealed to me)
As of now those are the topics that immediately spring to mind. Like I said though, I am open to a lot of things so please do ask. Sadly I'm not a fan of fanfiction simply because I feel like I'd need a very deep understanding of the characters/world to do it justice and find enjoyment from it. Slice of life is a tricky one too. A very narrow range of these kind of roleplays appeal to me, but on the whole I'm here to escape everyday life.
Hey, this caught my eye over in the interest check, but I saw the OOC was up so I decided to come here instead. Looks really interesting, so I'll get working on a character sheet if that's alright?
Ah sorry guys, I thought I had the interest check followed and when I didn't get a notification I assumed this was off. I don't think this rp will be for me on second thoughts anyway, but the best of luck to you.
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9 yrs ago
Forum: Tabletop Interest Checks
Sure, just wondering whether it was still ok to apply, and also what is expected in terms of post length and frequency? (I've also just started back at school)
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9 yrs ago
Forum: Tabletop Interest Checks
I was still waiting for an answer to my questions, but I'm up for it so long as it doesn't take up too much of my time.
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9 yrs ago
Forum: Tabletop Interest Checks
I've never RPed in this section but Skyrim caught my eye. Is it still worth me learning the rules and posting a cc? Also what are you asking in terms or posting frequency?
TIME TRAVEL! Hell yeah, I'd love to do time travel, but it looks like someone already asked about it. Are you still up for it?
"My mother’s fine," Fox said, followed by a faint smile and the shake of a head. "She’s in the Caribbean with my father, hasn't got a clue what's going on. She'll be fine. I told her to stay there for a while - I don't think she had any plans on coming back to the UK so soon anyway."
Li moved past him, taking photos and small token presents he had bought her in previous years. He saw her smile as she put them away in her purse, wanted to look at them for himself, but was aware it wasn't the right time. Instead he allowed her to move hastily out of the room with a bag on each arm.
"I'll be downstairs in a minute. Lock up the car when you're done!" He called after her. Then he retreated back into the bedroom, lowering himself onto the soft linen and taking in the sweet aroma of freshly washed sheets. Downstairs the rattle of car keys could be heard as they were unhooked, then the front door opening and closing. For whatever reason it felt unusually lonely, despite Li being only a few meters outside the house. It reminded Fox of his first night in hospital after the IED exploded underneath his vehicle. The confusion he experienced as he woke up aboard a private military plane headed straight for the UK; his back numb and his mind foggy. Abigale - the only other survivor - had been on the same flight. They had both burst out crying when they saw one another. Abigale was missing both legs, he was experiencing complete paralysis on his right half from his torso downwards. They were both in a state - an understatement, of course. But the two had talked, joked, even laughed on the flight home, and for a while Fox didn't feel quite so hopeless.
That had all changed when he arrived overnight in London. In the confusion there hadn't been a message sent to Li, and so he was forced to endure a night of agony alone. The next months were gruelling. They were lonely. Li couldn't be in the hospital at all times. Even when she had to leave the room for just a moment it felt as if a void had opened up inside of him. A shiver ran down his spine just thinking of those days.
Pulling out his phone, Fox scrolled though his contacts before clicking on one and sending a message:
He clicked send and stood from the bed, reaching the landing just as Li asked whether there was anything else that needed to be put in the boot. "That's all, I think. We won't be gone for long." He replied. He saw her move into the living room and was about to come down when he remembered his gun. He walked back into the bedroom, opened the top draw of his bedside table and inspected the Sig Sauer, alternating the gun between both hands after inspecting the chamber. A box of ammunition sat in the draw too which had been buried underneath papers and photographs. It wasn't at all legal to own the firearm, but for the first night in hospital he had no other choice but to remain in his combat gear - of which the back had been cut open so that his back could be accessed - because it was deemed too unsafe for him to remove the clothing. The gun for whatever reason remained in its holster, and although his gear was quickly removed the following day, Fox had already hidden it beside the bed during the night. He decided to leave it in the draw as they would be staying the night and made his way downstairs.
The first thing he heard was Li speaking frantically on the phone. She was speaking to her father. Fox ran into the room and found Li standing in shock with the landline loosely in her hand. He grabbed it and put it to his ear but heard nothing on the other end. Throwing the phone to the side he clasped Li's face gently in his hands and looked her in the eye.
"Li? Baby! What's wrong? Was that your father? Is he alright?"
Li moved past him, taking photos and small token presents he had bought her in previous years. He saw her smile as she put them away in her purse, wanted to look at them for himself, but was aware it wasn't the right time. Instead he allowed her to move hastily out of the room with a bag on each arm.
"I'll be downstairs in a minute. Lock up the car when you're done!" He called after her. Then he retreated back into the bedroom, lowering himself onto the soft linen and taking in the sweet aroma of freshly washed sheets. Downstairs the rattle of car keys could be heard as they were unhooked, then the front door opening and closing. For whatever reason it felt unusually lonely, despite Li being only a few meters outside the house. It reminded Fox of his first night in hospital after the IED exploded underneath his vehicle. The confusion he experienced as he woke up aboard a private military plane headed straight for the UK; his back numb and his mind foggy. Abigale - the only other survivor - had been on the same flight. They had both burst out crying when they saw one another. Abigale was missing both legs, he was experiencing complete paralysis on his right half from his torso downwards. They were both in a state - an understatement, of course. But the two had talked, joked, even laughed on the flight home, and for a while Fox didn't feel quite so hopeless.
That had all changed when he arrived overnight in London. In the confusion there hadn't been a message sent to Li, and so he was forced to endure a night of agony alone. The next months were gruelling. They were lonely. Li couldn't be in the hospital at all times. Even when she had to leave the room for just a moment it felt as if a void had opened up inside of him. A shiver ran down his spine just thinking of those days.
Pulling out his phone, Fox scrolled though his contacts before clicking on one and sending a message:
Hey, Abby.
I'm guessing you've seen what's going on. How are you holding up?
I'm guessing you've seen what's going on. How are you holding up?
He clicked send and stood from the bed, reaching the landing just as Li asked whether there was anything else that needed to be put in the boot. "That's all, I think. We won't be gone for long." He replied. He saw her move into the living room and was about to come down when he remembered his gun. He walked back into the bedroom, opened the top draw of his bedside table and inspected the Sig Sauer, alternating the gun between both hands after inspecting the chamber. A box of ammunition sat in the draw too which had been buried underneath papers and photographs. It wasn't at all legal to own the firearm, but for the first night in hospital he had no other choice but to remain in his combat gear - of which the back had been cut open so that his back could be accessed - because it was deemed too unsafe for him to remove the clothing. The gun for whatever reason remained in its holster, and although his gear was quickly removed the following day, Fox had already hidden it beside the bed during the night. He decided to leave it in the draw as they would be staying the night and made his way downstairs.
The first thing he heard was Li speaking frantically on the phone. She was speaking to her father. Fox ran into the room and found Li standing in shock with the landline loosely in her hand. He grabbed it and put it to his ear but heard nothing on the other end. Throwing the phone to the side he clasped Li's face gently in his hands and looked her in the eye.
"Li? Baby! What's wrong? Was that your father? Is he alright?"
As Li hurried outside, Fox remained watching the television, turning the sound up so that he could hear every word that was being spoken. More clips of various hospitals across the country were played across the screen, some taken by news helicopters and other by camera phones. The quality on one video was so low that an image could hardly be made out. Fox edged forward, piecing together the pixelated image, and gathered that it was the scene of the reception area inside a hospital. Distorted voices could be heard, calling out for help or shouting obscenities - the overall impression Fox received was of chaos.
'The situation in major cities appears to be escalating by the minute," the young news anchor continued. 'We've receiving reports of extreme violence, and an unconfirmed death during a stampede to be treated in a London hospital. Authorities urge the public to remain calm, and reiterate that further pressure of the health care system is only leading to delays and disruption. In a statement released minutes ago, a head doctor at The Royal London Hospital told us that the outbreak can be contained, but only with complete cooperation from the public. If instances such as that which occurred at King's College Hospital continue, the NHS may collapse under such an increased demand.'
More images played across the screen, and minutes later Li returned. Her voice was distant at first. Fox believed he heard something about Richard being hospitalised, but it was only once she moved her face close to his and kissed him softly on the lips that he was brought back into the room. He looked her in the eyes, taking in every inch of her delicate face; pale skin, rich brown eyes and perfectly formed lips which seemed to invite him in for more. "We don't need to leave town," He said in a gentle voice, almost a whisper. "Not yet, at least." Momentarily forgetting the world surrounding him Fox leaned in, holding Li's face between his hands and kissing her briefly, relishing the heat of her lips against his own. Then he withdrew, moving away from her face and instead nuzzling into her neck, whispering sweet nothings as he did so. "We'll stay here tonight..." He said, hardly able to control his yearning for Li - for more, but he composed himself in an instant. In one fluid motion he kissed Li on the forehead and lifted her into his arms as he stood up, then placed her carefully back on the sofa.
"We should visit your father tomorrow," Fox said, moving briskly towards their landline. He picked it up and dialled a number that was deeply ingrained in his memory, held the phone to his ear, and waited while it dialled. While he waited he briefly regarded Li. "Honey, could you go and pack up some clothes for the both of us. Try and make it light. We won't be gone long, but I think a trip abroad would do us both good while we wait for the situation to blow over." He went to say more, but the dialling tone was quickly cut off as the recipient of his call picked up. "Hey, mum... Yeah I'm fine... She's great too... Yes, yes, but look, where are you at the moment?.. That's good, stay there for a while. I'll explain another time... No, everything's fine, we're both fine... We'll talk soon, tell dad I said hello... Alright, you too, bye."
Without leaving a moment to think, Fox put down the phone and moved swiftly into the kitchen, the only hindrance to his otherwise precise movements being a slight limp. Once in the kitchen he span the wheel on the side of a small table-top radio, wound the dial onto the correct frequency, and listened for a moment to make sure he was indeed listening to the news. He felt himself quickly falling into old habits, working like a calculating machine at the prospect of some kind of threat. While others panicked and made rash decisions, Fox was planning a course of action. In his mind he had a list that he intended to stick to; packing bags, getting a good night's sleep, checking on Li's father in the morning to satisfy himself and Li that he was safe, driving to the airport, taking a brief trip abroad and waiting until the country had recovered.
From the kitchen Fox retrieved a handful of snack items such as chocolate bars and crisps, orderly laying them on the kitchen table. He made sure he had enough to last them through the inevitable delays he was sure they would face on the way to, and while at the airport, and then filled two bottles of water to the brim before screwing on the caps. Bundling the items under his arms, he made his way up the stairs, turning into the master bedroom where he lay the food and drink on the bedding. Li was already there, readying their clothes.
"Sorry for being so blunt. You know how I am." He said, approaching her side and sliding his arms around her waist. "I want to make sure we're on a plane as soon as possible tomorrow. I'm worried they'll shut down the borders if this 'outbreak' gets too out of hand."
'The situation in major cities appears to be escalating by the minute," the young news anchor continued. 'We've receiving reports of extreme violence, and an unconfirmed death during a stampede to be treated in a London hospital. Authorities urge the public to remain calm, and reiterate that further pressure of the health care system is only leading to delays and disruption. In a statement released minutes ago, a head doctor at The Royal London Hospital told us that the outbreak can be contained, but only with complete cooperation from the public. If instances such as that which occurred at King's College Hospital continue, the NHS may collapse under such an increased demand.'
More images played across the screen, and minutes later Li returned. Her voice was distant at first. Fox believed he heard something about Richard being hospitalised, but it was only once she moved her face close to his and kissed him softly on the lips that he was brought back into the room. He looked her in the eyes, taking in every inch of her delicate face; pale skin, rich brown eyes and perfectly formed lips which seemed to invite him in for more. "We don't need to leave town," He said in a gentle voice, almost a whisper. "Not yet, at least." Momentarily forgetting the world surrounding him Fox leaned in, holding Li's face between his hands and kissing her briefly, relishing the heat of her lips against his own. Then he withdrew, moving away from her face and instead nuzzling into her neck, whispering sweet nothings as he did so. "We'll stay here tonight..." He said, hardly able to control his yearning for Li - for more, but he composed himself in an instant. In one fluid motion he kissed Li on the forehead and lifted her into his arms as he stood up, then placed her carefully back on the sofa.
"We should visit your father tomorrow," Fox said, moving briskly towards their landline. He picked it up and dialled a number that was deeply ingrained in his memory, held the phone to his ear, and waited while it dialled. While he waited he briefly regarded Li. "Honey, could you go and pack up some clothes for the both of us. Try and make it light. We won't be gone long, but I think a trip abroad would do us both good while we wait for the situation to blow over." He went to say more, but the dialling tone was quickly cut off as the recipient of his call picked up. "Hey, mum... Yeah I'm fine... She's great too... Yes, yes, but look, where are you at the moment?.. That's good, stay there for a while. I'll explain another time... No, everything's fine, we're both fine... We'll talk soon, tell dad I said hello... Alright, you too, bye."
Without leaving a moment to think, Fox put down the phone and moved swiftly into the kitchen, the only hindrance to his otherwise precise movements being a slight limp. Once in the kitchen he span the wheel on the side of a small table-top radio, wound the dial onto the correct frequency, and listened for a moment to make sure he was indeed listening to the news. He felt himself quickly falling into old habits, working like a calculating machine at the prospect of some kind of threat. While others panicked and made rash decisions, Fox was planning a course of action. In his mind he had a list that he intended to stick to; packing bags, getting a good night's sleep, checking on Li's father in the morning to satisfy himself and Li that he was safe, driving to the airport, taking a brief trip abroad and waiting until the country had recovered.
From the kitchen Fox retrieved a handful of snack items such as chocolate bars and crisps, orderly laying them on the kitchen table. He made sure he had enough to last them through the inevitable delays he was sure they would face on the way to, and while at the airport, and then filled two bottles of water to the brim before screwing on the caps. Bundling the items under his arms, he made his way up the stairs, turning into the master bedroom where he lay the food and drink on the bedding. Li was already there, readying their clothes.
"Sorry for being so blunt. You know how I am." He said, approaching her side and sliding his arms around her waist. "I want to make sure we're on a plane as soon as possible tomorrow. I'm worried they'll shut down the borders if this 'outbreak' gets too out of hand."
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