As a short overview, I prefer relatively-literate RPs. If posting a sentence or two, we're probably not going to do very well in the long term; I'd prefer your average post length to fall between six well-written sentences and five paragraphs, though I'm most comfortable at three paragraphs. (I'd also be willing to try longer; I tend to mirror post length fairly well.) I like fantasy/scifi/adventure stuff, and am fairly flexible about genre. Romance can spice things up, but I prefer it as a side dish, not the main entree. I tend to play guys, and am comfortable with any flavor of romance; just let me know whether you want our characters to become attracted and how quickly. There's more detail down below, so if this brief summary hasn't completely repulsed you, feel free to browse. ^^
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I'll be on for about an hour every day. Right now I'm putting the finishing touches on my college apps, so I'll be a little less active than normal, and I do have school most days. But I will do my utmost to reply at least once a day and give you a warning if I know I'll be out of commission for a few days.
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Fantasy- Especially urban fantasy or LoTR- and Faerie-esque things. I love swords, spells, and everything in between.
Sci-Fi- Esp. space opera type things and androids.
Adventure- As in, I'd highly prefer some kind of direction and goal to the RP beyond avoiding the immediate threat.
Romance- It must grow slowly. I love RPing romance alongside a larger story-- so if our charries are doing nothing but kissing, or if they're smooching like crazy in the first ten pages, we're going to have problems.
Sci-Fi- Esp. space opera type things and androids.
Adventure- As in, I'd highly prefer some kind of direction and goal to the RP beyond avoiding the immediate threat.
Romance- It must grow slowly. I love RPing romance alongside a larger story-- so if our charries are doing nothing but kissing, or if they're smooching like crazy in the first ten pages, we're going to have problems.
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Fandom RPs- I'm only comfortable with a few fandoms, though-- a short list would include Tower of God, LoTR, October Daye, AtlA, Marvel, and, with reservations*, the Hunger Games.
* = you'd have to convince me that we'd be able to keep the RP spicy and interesting. Also, OCs, and a mildly-original plot.
Academy RPs- I have some reservations on this one. I've never done too well with group RPs in a school setting, and 'just regular high school' RPs grow boring very quickly for me. But if you want to do a school as a backdrop for a larger plot, marry me I'm your guy!
Mythical Creatures- My reservations are massive and immutable. I will absolutely not play a werewolf (or an anthro, or a furry, for that matter.) I prefer to play creatures that can take human form (or are humanoid), as it's easier for me. And I won't do the 'mistreated mutants escaping from government prison' storyline. I've played it too many times before; I'll lose interest, and I want our RP to last for a while. Outside of these things, though, I'd be happy to field suggestions.
* = you'd have to convince me that we'd be able to keep the RP spicy and interesting. Also, OCs, and a mildly-original plot.
Academy RPs- I have some reservations on this one. I've never done too well with group RPs in a school setting, and 'just regular high school' RPs grow boring very quickly for me. But if you want to do a school as a backdrop for a larger plot, marry me I'm your guy!
Mythical Creatures- My reservations are massive and immutable. I will absolutely not play a werewolf (or an anthro, or a furry, for that matter.) I prefer to play creatures that can take human form (or are humanoid), as it's easier for me. And I won't do the 'mistreated mutants escaping from government prison' storyline. I've played it too many times before; I'll lose interest, and I want our RP to last for a while. Outside of these things, though, I'd be happy to field suggestions.
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Plain vanilla romance
Plain vanilla humans
Horror / psychological type stuff, especially if that's the only thing going on; I'm willing to negotiate on this one, though
Plain vanilla humans
Horror / psychological type stuff, especially if that's the only thing going on; I'm willing to negotiate on this one, though
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I prefer to play guys; it's what I am, it's what I'm good at. I'm not great at multiple characters, as I usually end up focusing on one or the other, but I'd be happy to give it a shot if you want. ^^
My charries tend to be slightly introverted, intelligent, and careless. (And stylish, like me!) Depending on the RP, their skills and personality will change to some degree.
I like to plan plot twists at least a little in advance so we can set up for them. I also like both of us to keep some secrets about our characters in reserve; I think it makes things interesting, and can integrate into plot twists.
If I'm ever not sure where you're going with something or what to write next, I'll make sure to PM you and ask for clarification instead of just winging it and doubtless messing up whatever carefully-crafted plan you have. I'd like us to talk, not just about the RP, but about other things; I think it's the key to a healthy RP relationship. (And, in my own interest, I'd like to make some friends. ^^)
My charries tend to be slightly introverted, intelligent, and careless. (And stylish, like me!) Depending on the RP, their skills and personality will change to some degree.
I like to plan plot twists at least a little in advance so we can set up for them. I also like both of us to keep some secrets about our characters in reserve; I think it makes things interesting, and can integrate into plot twists.
If I'm ever not sure where you're going with something or what to write next, I'll make sure to PM you and ask for clarification instead of just winging it and doubtless messing up whatever carefully-crafted plan you have. I'd like us to talk, not just about the RP, but about other things; I think it's the key to a healthy RP relationship. (And, in my own interest, I'd like to make some friends. ^^)
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My friend on another site did this one and gave me permission to use the idea, so just be aware that the concept isn't my own.
In essence, mythical creatures, though rare, do exist in the modern day and age. My charrie is a mythical creature (most likely a dragon) who has landed himself in some hot water with the federal agency regulating all creatures. He's currently on the run and crisscrossing the North American continent. There are a few splits the plot can take from here. The original plot involved your charrie being a fellow creature who gets swept into the whole mess; I think it would be interesting to have a little more direction to the plot than just evading the agency, so maybe we could figure out a goal of some sort.
Found one!
In essence, mythical creatures, though rare, do exist in the modern day and age. My charrie is a mythical creature (most likely a dragon) who has landed himself in some hot water with the federal agency regulating all creatures. He's currently on the run and crisscrossing the North American continent. There are a few splits the plot can take from here. The original plot involved your charrie being a fellow creature who gets swept into the whole mess; I think it would be interesting to have a little more direction to the plot than just evading the agency, so maybe we could figure out a goal of some sort.
Found one!
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This is actually an idea I've wanted to try for a long time; it's pretty cliche, but I really hope one of you guys will want to pick it up.
In a kingdom at war, the army actively recruits large numbers of mages and warriors. We each play a first-year in a training academy; I think it would work best if one of us played a mage and the other a warrior. (But I don't mind which is which; your pick!) As mages look down on warriors for being brutish and warriors look down on mages for being fussy and weak, the two groups have never worked well together. As a result, on the first day of classes, our charries, generally considered to be the most-skilled recruits in each group, get in a fight. They're given detention by a teacher, and when their window-washing is interrupted by an escaped dragon hatchling, they end up saving each other's lives, accidentally discovering a secret that could end the war, and grudgingly becoming friends. From there, they have to work together to try to bring peace.
As a note, 'mage' and 'warrior' could be replaced by 'pilot' and 'gunner' or anything else of that sort; it's the essence of the idea that's important.
*Found someone for the mage/warrior one; I'd still be willing to do other versions!
In a kingdom at war, the army actively recruits large numbers of mages and warriors. We each play a first-year in a training academy; I think it would work best if one of us played a mage and the other a warrior. (But I don't mind which is which; your pick!) As mages look down on warriors for being brutish and warriors look down on mages for being fussy and weak, the two groups have never worked well together. As a result, on the first day of classes, our charries, generally considered to be the most-skilled recruits in each group, get in a fight. They're given detention by a teacher, and when their window-washing is interrupted by an escaped dragon hatchling, they end up saving each other's lives, accidentally discovering a secret that could end the war, and grudgingly becoming friends. From there, they have to work together to try to bring peace.
As a note, 'mage' and 'warrior' could be replaced by 'pilot' and 'gunner' or anything else of that sort; it's the essence of the idea that's important.
*Found someone for the mage/warrior one; I'd still be willing to do other versions!
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As a note, this is the starting post from an old RP from a site that I went inactive on for RL reasons a couple of months ago and haven't gotten back on yet. It's near the upper limit of my abilities; if this is your preferred posting length, you can expect replies of this sort regularly; if you like them longer, I'll do my best; and if you like them shorter, I'll mirror your post length.
The winter that year was long and cold; the snow came down from the mountains earlier and heavier than most years, and it overstayed its welcome by more than a month. Reports of starvation came from the north, and the south worked itself to the bone making up for the deficit, planting crops as soon as the snow melted and sending any excess to help. Even more serious, to the minds of the court, was the sudden illness of the emperor, which had appeared just as suddenly as the snows, but showed no sign of thawing. The physicians were frantic, and within the machinations of the court, factions were emerging and plans were forming.
Such were the troubles on the mind of Alyeong, twenty as of the last new year, illegitimate child of the Marshal of the South with a lady-in-waiting, and bodyguard to the Princess since birth, the product of being reared by the more mundane parts of the Imperial Household. To his mind, the current situation might be likened to skating on rotten ice, unaware of the pitfalls beneath one's feet. Of course, his job was to find pitfalls and steer the princess away from them.
He raised a flask, plain copper unlike his father's jeweled silver, to his lips, sipping the wine absentmindedly as he leaned against the wooden screen door to the princess' apartments. It was reasonable to assume that no one would poison an insignificant attendant such as himself. No, any danger in the court generally came late at night, when even guards slept, or at larger occasions, when it was near to impossible to pinpoint the man or woman who slipped poison into a cup. The first was his current concern. Though a pretense of friendliness was still apparent, his instincts had told him that court tensions were rising. The only question he had was who would attack first.
He tensed suddenly, startled back to awareness, as a sound reached his ears, the soft and unmistakable click of a sword being drawn, followed by a loud clashing of steel on steel. He dropped the flask, wine spilling everywhere-- should have chosen the black clothes instead of these green ones--, and fumbled for his sword, his mind working furiously. The fight was only about a hundred meters away from him, from a rough estimate, and as the emperor's apartments were on the other side of the palace, the attack could only be meant for one of the heirs. And one guard wasn't nearly enough to fend off multiple assassins and ensure the safety of an imperial heir.
No time to think. Alyeong acted on instinct, turning to open the door to the princess' inner apartments. "Your Imperial Highness!" he hissed, speaking as loudly as he dared, sparing a moment to worry about how she would respond to seeing an unfamiliar guard holding a bared shortsword, as well as what her response would be to the impropriety. Hopefully she had already awoken. There just wasn't time for any greater delicacy; he'd estimate that it would take about a minute for assassins to arrive. "Your Imperial Highness, your life is in danger-- we need to leave now!"
The winter that year was long and cold; the snow came down from the mountains earlier and heavier than most years, and it overstayed its welcome by more than a month. Reports of starvation came from the north, and the south worked itself to the bone making up for the deficit, planting crops as soon as the snow melted and sending any excess to help. Even more serious, to the minds of the court, was the sudden illness of the emperor, which had appeared just as suddenly as the snows, but showed no sign of thawing. The physicians were frantic, and within the machinations of the court, factions were emerging and plans were forming.
Such were the troubles on the mind of Alyeong, twenty as of the last new year, illegitimate child of the Marshal of the South with a lady-in-waiting, and bodyguard to the Princess since birth, the product of being reared by the more mundane parts of the Imperial Household. To his mind, the current situation might be likened to skating on rotten ice, unaware of the pitfalls beneath one's feet. Of course, his job was to find pitfalls and steer the princess away from them.
He raised a flask, plain copper unlike his father's jeweled silver, to his lips, sipping the wine absentmindedly as he leaned against the wooden screen door to the princess' apartments. It was reasonable to assume that no one would poison an insignificant attendant such as himself. No, any danger in the court generally came late at night, when even guards slept, or at larger occasions, when it was near to impossible to pinpoint the man or woman who slipped poison into a cup. The first was his current concern. Though a pretense of friendliness was still apparent, his instincts had told him that court tensions were rising. The only question he had was who would attack first.
He tensed suddenly, startled back to awareness, as a sound reached his ears, the soft and unmistakable click of a sword being drawn, followed by a loud clashing of steel on steel. He dropped the flask, wine spilling everywhere-- should have chosen the black clothes instead of these green ones--, and fumbled for his sword, his mind working furiously. The fight was only about a hundred meters away from him, from a rough estimate, and as the emperor's apartments were on the other side of the palace, the attack could only be meant for one of the heirs. And one guard wasn't nearly enough to fend off multiple assassins and ensure the safety of an imperial heir.
No time to think. Alyeong acted on instinct, turning to open the door to the princess' inner apartments. "Your Imperial Highness!" he hissed, speaking as loudly as he dared, sparing a moment to worry about how she would respond to seeing an unfamiliar guard holding a bared shortsword, as well as what her response would be to the impropriety. Hopefully she had already awoken. There just wasn't time for any greater delicacy; he'd estimate that it would take about a minute for assassins to arrive. "Your Imperial Highness, your life is in danger-- we need to leave now!"
