Post by Apollo on Jan 6, 2008 20:40:06 GMT -5
Name: Sydney
Age: 17
Location: {For timezone sake} New England
How long have you been rping: I think about 3 years, heavily in the past year or two
Favourite Thing: My favorite things in the world include clam chowder, guitar hero, Douglas Adams, animation, scarves, hats, chuck taylor shoes, drawing cartoons, House, writing and acting.
Way for me to contact you: {Just in case} e-mail themovieguru42@yahoo.com
Roleplay Sample:
For some reason, Thomas hadn’t been able to sink his teeth into his job lately (and the fact that he was primarily searching for a vampire and it just made for a terrible pun wasn’t the reason). Usually he could spend hours and hours at the office no problem, but lately he had been craving to go home- or even worse, go out. He had never craved socializing before, and he didn’t know why this decided to come up now. Well, he did know, but he didn’t want to admit it.
The other problem Thomas found himself faced with was is sudden realization that he needed a lunch hour. Before the movie fiasco he had eaten whatever baked good Priscilla baked up, but his midday snacks had vanished. Now he was surprised to have his stomach growling every day at noon. It was disappointing how much he realized that he took for granted. And after all the times he told her that her treats were superfluous and pointless. He was surprised how lonely he found his work after telling her to leave him alone so many times.
Idly, Thomas twirled his quill as his mind drifted away from the stack of testimonies of Death Eater activities. He lost his grip and the quill fell to the floor. It was a break in monotony, so Thomas dived on it. When he sat back up, he thought he saw Priscilla in his window, but after a blink she was gone. Angry with himself for caring, Thomas resumed reading the testimonies. What did he care? Priscilla was out of his hair and now he could get productive rather then bickering about whether or not he wanted to wear more pink. Ha! Like he would ever!
After a few moments he realized that he was reading the same line over and over again: bushes started to shake that’s when I cast… Annoyed, Thomas took a gulp of his coffee, but it only annoyed him more to hear his stomach growling for solid food.
Fortunately, a bang outside his office broke the painful silence and solitude. Like a bullet he flew from he desk and poked his grizzled head out of his door. “What was that?” He snapped. If this was the fault of an intern, he was going to have their head. He was annoyed with himself, therefore it was only logical he would take it out on others.
Thomas stormed across the hall to Jack’s cubicle. “Did you see any-” He stopped at the sight of Priscilla. They had hardly spoken a word to each other in ages. “Oh. Hello Priscilla.” In his effort to make the greeting no different than normal he only made his voice sound more strained. To make matters worse, the smell of a delicious brownie made Thomas’ stomach growl again. He rubbed his face to hide his embarrassment. It was still scruffy, though possibly slightly more tended then usual. It was the least he could do in her ‘absence’.
Is it an Intro or Post: it is the first post after an intro started by another player
Average post length: I usually post 4-6 paragraphs, but pretty much I mirror the length of the person I'm RPing with
Age: 17
Location: {For timezone sake} New England
How long have you been rping: I think about 3 years, heavily in the past year or two
Favourite Thing: My favorite things in the world include clam chowder, guitar hero, Douglas Adams, animation, scarves, hats, chuck taylor shoes, drawing cartoons, House, writing and acting.
Way for me to contact you: {Just in case} e-mail themovieguru42@yahoo.com
Roleplay Sample:
For some reason, Thomas hadn’t been able to sink his teeth into his job lately (and the fact that he was primarily searching for a vampire and it just made for a terrible pun wasn’t the reason). Usually he could spend hours and hours at the office no problem, but lately he had been craving to go home- or even worse, go out. He had never craved socializing before, and he didn’t know why this decided to come up now. Well, he did know, but he didn’t want to admit it.
The other problem Thomas found himself faced with was is sudden realization that he needed a lunch hour. Before the movie fiasco he had eaten whatever baked good Priscilla baked up, but his midday snacks had vanished. Now he was surprised to have his stomach growling every day at noon. It was disappointing how much he realized that he took for granted. And after all the times he told her that her treats were superfluous and pointless. He was surprised how lonely he found his work after telling her to leave him alone so many times.
Idly, Thomas twirled his quill as his mind drifted away from the stack of testimonies of Death Eater activities. He lost his grip and the quill fell to the floor. It was a break in monotony, so Thomas dived on it. When he sat back up, he thought he saw Priscilla in his window, but after a blink she was gone. Angry with himself for caring, Thomas resumed reading the testimonies. What did he care? Priscilla was out of his hair and now he could get productive rather then bickering about whether or not he wanted to wear more pink. Ha! Like he would ever!
After a few moments he realized that he was reading the same line over and over again: bushes started to shake that’s when I cast… Annoyed, Thomas took a gulp of his coffee, but it only annoyed him more to hear his stomach growling for solid food.
Fortunately, a bang outside his office broke the painful silence and solitude. Like a bullet he flew from he desk and poked his grizzled head out of his door. “What was that?” He snapped. If this was the fault of an intern, he was going to have their head. He was annoyed with himself, therefore it was only logical he would take it out on others.
Thomas stormed across the hall to Jack’s cubicle. “Did you see any-” He stopped at the sight of Priscilla. They had hardly spoken a word to each other in ages. “Oh. Hello Priscilla.” In his effort to make the greeting no different than normal he only made his voice sound more strained. To make matters worse, the smell of a delicious brownie made Thomas’ stomach growl again. He rubbed his face to hide his embarrassment. It was still scruffy, though possibly slightly more tended then usual. It was the least he could do in her ‘absence’.
Is it an Intro or Post: it is the first post after an intro started by another player
Average post length: I usually post 4-6 paragraphs, but pretty much I mirror the length of the person I'm RPing with
