The Proper Role-Play

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by FeatherHunter, Aug 7, 2011.

  1. I howl in pain. My foot was badly injured, and there was no way I could win this fight. I would just have to try and subdue the monster some other way...
     
  2. " I will leave ". I walk off into the night. I think what's wrong with me I've never been that evil before something's not right..... I continue thinking solemnly until I reach my house. I pass out exhausted from my rage
     
  3. I sing in a forgotten tongue. This time, the magic in my voice is almost tangible. The earth starts to move and roots rise out of the ground. They wrap themselves around the vampire's legs, arms and torso, firmly securing him.
    "Vampire! I can't hold you for long. So you leave me with two choices. One, I allow you to take the dead with you and feast upon their blood, and you leave back to your lair, or Two, I order the roots to tighten, ripping you limb from limb. The choice is yours."
     
  4. My post came first already walked off dude:)
     
  5. Ooc: You're right. Ignore that one.
     
  6. I wait for Lone's reply as I start to clean out the water from the rain catcher outside my window. "There's nothing like free water with this economy." I mutter amused at my own comment
     
  7. Name:patrick
    Look:tall white hair and big scythe on my back strapped onto my stolen leather jacket. Shoes are new Nike. Scythe is a steel pole with a 5 foot cresent blade.
    Bio:grew up in a basement under a house stealing the food I can.
     
  8. OOC
    U don't post on here smart one  u post it on the other thread
     
  9. OOC
    ok -.- where are me it makes it slot easier to be descriptive
     
  10. With the vampire gone, I tore off a bit of my jacket and tied it around my foot. It was too late though, I had already lost too much blood.
    I wobbled to my feet, took a few steps, and fell face down into the red snow.
     
  11. Occ
    Whoops-.-
     
  12. Occ
    Where are we then/still
     
  13. Ooc: Look, if we keep ooc-ing, feather's gonna get mad, then he's gonna beat me. So stop it, k?
     
  14. I run to the fighting area in cat form cleaning up remains as I spot the newcomer I bought a drink for... What was his name? "Damon!" I yell and run up to him
     
  15. NO OOCING IS ALLOWED. DO NOT USE OCC UNLESS YOU ARE TRYNG TO TELL EVERYONE GOODBYE OR GOODNIGHT!

    If y'all know the post came first, just ignore it! Put it at the end of your post that yours came first!

    NO OOC. WHAT DON'T Y'ALL GET!

    Ooc and CoS ruined this rp.
     
  16. I lift my head up.
    "Oh, hey" I groan, then let my head fall back into the snow.
     
  17. Stands in arena marveling at a sight I've never seen"Where am I" I whisper as my hand slips my scythe off my back"why am I here...."
     
  18. I look at Damon and form to a human "Get up Damon. Or I'll carry you." I hiss and look around "I have a lot to clean up" I frown at the thought
     
  19. Blind eye flickers showing me white and blue sight. Hears purr of a cat and the beat of my own heart speeds faster and faster.