1. I tried to read it, but my computer would not let me. D: However I am really good at picking up storylines, or can ask my friend to copy/paste for me. :3
2. Umm, I'll include a sample post at the end. >>;
3. Haven't heard of RPOL, but I'd prefer LJ, with chats over AIM or YIM, or even IRC.
4. If the game is really active, then I stay really active. I'm on almost every night so I always check out whatever role-plays I'm involved in and respond accordingly.
Sample Post (vampire):
It was an unusually quiet night for the city. The bright moon shone down upon the few people that walked the streets; mostly drug-dealers, drunks, or the occasional cop. It created dark shadows for stray cats lurking, waiting to catch the large mice that infested abadoned apartment buildings. One, a scraggly calico, was about ready to pounce. The mouse had no idea that it's every move was being watched as it sniffed about the trash that littered the alley. And, ever so slowly, the cat crept closer. Mildly amused by this, a dark haired girl sat on the railing of a porch next to the alley, feet dangling off the ground. Her pale skin stood out against the long black skirt and shirt she wore and made her look like a porcelain doll. She sat just as still as one would upon a dresser, unmoving, not even to blink. "Kaye." A young man with skin just as ghostly as hers appeared, coming out from the alley. Only he had golden hair and wore a suit. She shifted a bit, seeming to come out of a daze when he spoke her name. "What do you want?" There was an underlying tone of irritation as she replied. He walked towards the porch, and the cat went running behind a trash can. "You haven't checked in in a while," he remarked. Kaye only scowled. "You scared the poor thing." She hopped down from the railing, not making a noise as her feet hit the ground and walked over to where the cat hid. The young man rolled his eyes. "Will you answer me?" She reached behind the trash can carefully, and pulled the dirty cat out, cooing quietly to it. "Can't you mind your own business, Thomas? I'll check in soon enough." Kaye held the cat to her, stroking it, and the poor creature seemed to be in a daze. Thomas sighed. "Alright...whatever you say...just don't come screeching to me if you get in trouble," he snapped. "Like I would go complaining to you," she snorted, and pulled a red ribbon from her hair, dangling it in front of the cat. It didn't really seem amused by it, though, still in a daze. "Kaye, put that filthy cat down will you?" Thomas seemed a bit miffed at the lack of attention he was receiving; he was the type who always liked to be in the spotlight. "No," she said shortly, and turned on her rather annoying friend. She walked off, still trying to entice the cat with the ribbon. It wasn't responding...but Kaye supposed she could always try choking the cat to get a reaction from it.
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Date: 2006-12-29 08:32 pm (UTC)2. Umm, I'll include a sample post at the end. >>;
3. Haven't heard of RPOL, but I'd prefer LJ, with chats over AIM or YIM, or even IRC.
4. If the game is really active, then I stay really active. I'm on almost every night so I always check out whatever role-plays I'm involved in and respond accordingly.
Sample Post (vampire):
It was an unusually quiet night for the city. The bright moon shone down upon the few people that walked the streets; mostly drug-dealers, drunks, or the occasional cop. It created dark shadows for stray cats lurking, waiting to catch the large mice that infested abadoned apartment buildings.
One, a scraggly calico, was about ready to pounce. The mouse had no idea that it's every move was being watched as it sniffed about the trash that littered the alley. And, ever so slowly, the cat crept closer.
Mildly amused by this, a dark haired girl sat on the railing of a porch next to the alley, feet dangling off the ground. Her pale skin stood out against the long black skirt and shirt she wore and made her look like a porcelain doll. She sat just as still as one would upon a dresser, unmoving, not even to blink.
"Kaye." A young man with skin just as ghostly as hers appeared, coming out from the alley. Only he had golden hair and wore a suit.
She shifted a bit, seeming to come out of a daze when he spoke her name. "What do you want?" There was an underlying tone of irritation as she replied.
He walked towards the porch, and the cat went running behind a trash can. "You haven't checked in in a while," he remarked.
Kaye only scowled. "You scared the poor thing." She hopped down from the railing, not making a noise as her feet hit the ground and walked over to where the cat hid.
The young man rolled his eyes. "Will you answer me?"
She reached behind the trash can carefully, and pulled the dirty cat out, cooing quietly to it. "Can't you mind your own business, Thomas? I'll check in soon enough." Kaye held the cat to her, stroking it, and the poor creature seemed to be in a daze.
Thomas sighed. "Alright...whatever you say...just don't come screeching to me if you get in trouble," he snapped.
"Like I would go complaining to you," she snorted, and pulled a red ribbon from her hair, dangling it in front of the cat. It didn't really seem amused by it, though, still in a daze.
"Kaye, put that filthy cat down will you?" Thomas seemed a bit miffed at the lack of attention he was receiving; he was the type who always liked to be in the spotlight.
"No," she said shortly, and turned on her rather annoying friend. She walked off, still trying to entice the cat with the ribbon. It wasn't responding...but Kaye supposed she could always try choking the cat to get a reaction from it.