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Thread: WRITING HELP :D

If I feel rusty I tend to write mini stories, from different perspectives to try and hash out what feels, more, acceptable and workable for my own personal style. Sometimes I will all so read various books that I enjoy normally to help inspire my artistic writing. We used to do a writing 'study' in school where they would show you a picture and starting from the top down you had to write about EVRYTHING you saw, detail it, re-create the picture through words alone and see if someone who had never seen the picture would be able to get the imagery. I found that helped me a lot when I first started. Gave me an idea how to move around a post. I hope this helps some.
Thread: WRITING HELP :D

Here's what many author's advise writers to do, which I think is extremely good advice. READ EVERY BOOK YOU CAN GET YOUR HANDS ON. You learn from other published authors, you gain vocabulary, and you can use any book as an example of what you want in your own writing. Such as if you didn't like a quality in one book, you can try to eliminate that from your writing. Or if you liked a style, you can try something similar to it to develop your own style. You also know what's already been done before, and you can have fun while learning about writing. Sure writing your own short stories works and all, but it doesn't even come close to reading like hell. After all, if you don't try a new recipe, will you get far on developing your own? No, you have to accept outside influences, and use it for the betterment of your writing. Sure short stories work, but I would read too.
Thread: WRITING HELP :D

Besides what's already been said, my suggestion is something really simple that causes some people's writing ability to often improve - don't ever let yourself lax on your spelling and grammar. It's a personal pride thing for me, so I do it naturally instead of having to force myself Heil grammar Nazi, but I always try my best to spell correctly in messengers, text messages, whatever. That way you're not tempted to fuck up your syntax consciously or unconsciously when it counts. If your sentences don't make sense sometimes, speak while you type. Even if you just mumble to yourself, you're more likely to catch a ridiculous sentence if you hear it out loud, or let your brain process it more thoroughly mumbling than if you're just typing. Shit that makes sense in your head doesn't always make sense on paper. If you hear a word you've never heard before, look it up, always. Try to use it in conversation, so it feels more natural, even if it's just I'm feeling pragmatic today. Instead of writing short stories, try writing the first chapter for a novel. Even if it's just one chapter that's not linked to anything and never goes anywhere, making one single idea last that long really helps when you need to write descriptively later. Yeah, that's all I can think of that hasn't been said already, though reemphasizing the 'read a lot' point is also a good idea.
Thread: WRITING HELP :D

Practice, practice, practice, practice, and practice. The more you write the more familiar you'll become with your style -- which is absolutely vital in becoming a good writer. You need to understand your style and your flow so that when you end up having a block which everyone does, you know what to do to get yourself out of that block. Write anything you feel like. If you feel like trying poetry, do it. You may find that it doesn't work for you, but at least you've stretched yourself to that possibility. Even if there are genres that you think you'd never enjoy i.e. romance, plays, songs, still try them! You may find that they give you something you haven't found elsewhere.
Thread: WRITING HELP :D

I find the only way for me to get better is just to experiment a little,.. write more is a definite.. the more that one writes, the better they will get.. or at least that works in theory but writing to much can just lead to writing blocks.. which are not good to say the least. Personally just keeping things creative works for me, and if I find someone who is better at writing when it comes to actual roleplaying.. i observe a little, and see if I can get better from it.. works in my case.. but who knows if it will work for you or not
Thread: Reika wants YOU to rp with her (Back?)

Re Atzura wants YOU to rp with her not sure I could write a lot, sorry
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Re Atzura wants YOU to rp with her Hey these are some pretty solid storylines can I possibly hop in one one? I really like the Elf Guardian storyline if you still are searching for a partner.
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Re Atzura wants YOU to rp with her WAIT LIST Usually first-come first-serve It's empty!
Thread: Reika wants YOU to rp with her (Back?)

Re Atzura wants YOU to rp with her COMPLETED PLOTS Those who survived the grueling task of roleplaying with me The Evil, Awesome Nurse Completed with JosuT Date of Conclusion March 15th, 2010 One of the most adored women in the hospital is a young nurse named Naomi. Now while she takes absolutely great care of the patients, she also has a sick and slightly twisted side to her behavior. You find yourself a victim of a vicious car accident where you luckily escape with your life and only some broken bones. Naomi is asked to take care of you until you feel better, and you experience her games first hand. Comments It started slow but had a pretty good climax. Read it Here The Alraune Completed with Revan Leonhart Date of Conclusion May 11th, 2010 A fabled creature which lurks in the forests waiting for unwary men to approach it. They release a very sweet, delicate scent which serves as an aphrodesiac and allures her victims closer. Once in her grasp, she extracts their semen until satisfied. If the victim fails to produce any, the alraune may kill him for wasting her time. Comments I didn't think it was played to full potential. We both got kinda tired of it. Read it Here DISCONTINUED PLOTS This isn't exactly bad. These may be continued one day. Otherwise, thanks for the effort some of you. 5242010 The Rookie - Skelace - It's been almost 3 months The Shattering World - MatsuoTamadaki That Popular Bitch - Freelance - Too long between posts, lost interest The Cards of Life - The Cursed Angel - Braiddan - It's been over a month, shows lack of interest Piratas Del Sur - Nekrosillisk88 - Not very interesting. Over a month waiting for reply 62310 Priest and Demon - desertpaladin - Reika lost interest Genderswapped Mercenary - Kakure - No response since March 15th 72910 Superheroes - dudeguy - Things were good, but posting slowed down and interest faded. 8110 Wives and Men - No longer liked the idea The Agent's Supplier - Relix - Bored the daylights out of me
Thread: Reika wants YOU to rp with her (Back?)

Re Atzura wants YOU to rp with her Updated! Heroes of the Night, CHEATER and Save A Slave are new scenarios and are available now!
Thread: Reika wants YOU to rp with her (Back?)

Re Atzura wants YOU to rp with her I'm interested. Yesssss....
Thread: Reika wants YOU to rp with her (Back?)

Re Atzura wants YOU to rp with her My head hurts. I need to create more ideas.
Thread: Reika wants YOU to rp with her (Back?)

Re Atzura wants YOU to rp with her 3 new scenarios Forcing it on... A Good Man's Price Time Swapped
Thread: Reika wants YOU to rp with her (Back?)

Re Atzura wants YOU to rp with her Added one more. Because I can think Priest and Demon BIG WANT
Thread: Reika wants YOU to rp with her (Back?)

Re Atzura wants YOU to rp with her New RP Piratas Del Sur is up. It is my first and possibly the first in all roleplaying history completley INTERTWINEABLE roleplay, where two different scenarios can be linked into one long story if so you wish to play. Oh. Want.
Thread: Reika wants YOU to rp with her (Back?)

Re Atzura wants YOU to rp with her NEW RP. Dancing Dark Elf is up and available.
Thread: Reika wants YOU to rp with her (Back?)

Re Atzura wants YOU to rp with her I would love to roleplay the wrestling one with you
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Re Atzura wants YOU to rp with her I'm sorry, that one's reserved already.
Thread: Reika wants YOU to rp with her (Back?)

Re Atzura wants YOU to rp with her Family Ties and Loving Friend, added
Thread: Reika wants YOU to rp with her (Back?)

Re Atzura wants YOU to rp with her Some of these look really interesting. I'll have to think about it and PM you later.
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Re Atzura wants YOU to rp with her Just let me know.
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Re Atzura wants YOU to rp with her The World of Monster-Girls ADDED
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Re Atzura wants YOU to rp with her Bump for luck
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Re Atzura wants YOU to rp with her The Widower Open Once a family of seven, a father, a mother, four sons and a daughter, the Creedo family has slowly been taken by time, leaving only two members alive. First two sons die in a tragic car accident, both no older than 17. Merely weeks later, the mother becomes sick and is hospitalized. She remains in the hospital for a year, where their oldest son commits suicide after failing out of college, learning that he has contracted diseases from his ex girlfriend, tries to sympathize with her, only to come out fighting, and accidentally shooting her and killing her. When the mother hears of this horrific story, her heart gives up and she dies nearly a week later. The family now cut to three, the youngest son falls asleep one night, and simply does not ever awaken again. Inexplicable. Now the daughter is growing... each one expects the unfair death of the other just as badly. She resembles her mother strongly, but recently, the times have been very good with them. Being that their family is seemingly cursed, they are very isolated and hardly speak to anyone else. As she becomes of age, she begins to think about a possible future.
Thread: [-Odyssey-]'s Odyssey

My lover, ma petite. This day marks the end. Our lives so delicately intertwined will end. I am a God, but you are human. I am immortal, but I cannot live without you. I've done all I could, but I fell before the overlord. He has my soul, my very essence. Once you die, I will as well. I will reincarnate into something evil. But fear not, ma petite. When we are reunited in the next life, you will deliver me from evil. And I will be pure once again. Odyssey
Thread: Werewolf Club

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Thread: Gargoyles: Whitestone Chronicles - (Survivor00 & Z-Byte)

The fish had just started to cook, steam rising up from the scaled flesh when she first picked up the sounds of something new, something she had not heard before. Ellice looked up from the glow of the fire, cocking her head slightly as she listened to it grow closer, a loud, unnatural sound. Bright, unknown lights shone through some of the holes in the walls, playing across her ivory flesh. She looked quickly to her sleeping friends, raising a finger to her lips. Be quiet, my friends. I will be back... she whispered to them, quickly climbing the wall to give herself a better vantage point. Was this new thing something dangerous? Or was it a new friend? Ellice kept low as she peeked over the edge of the wall at the strange...thing...below her. Two bright lights, brighter than any torch or fire, shone upon the stone walls of the castle. A loud, feral growling came from the beast, making her claws grip a little tighter into the stone, if she had to defend her home, she would. But something within the beast moved, part of it opening to step out. She blinked in confusion and surprise, looking upon the unknown figure. He ?? it was certainly a male by the looks - looked much different than herself. No wings, no tail...he was not a Gargoyle...what was he? Was it a human? She knew that she had hidden from the humans to keep her Clan safe. And now one was here! Ellice kept herself hidden as he approached the castle, a strange torch resting upon his head. She quickly ducked down when his gaze turned upward, pressing herself to the floor until the beam of light fell away from her. She crept along the top of the castle wall, looking over the other side of the wall as he entered, following him as he explored the castle grounds. It started to make her feel a little nervous. She saw her small garden, the piles of rocks she had made to fix the walls, and knew that he could see them too. She could also smell the fish it was getting close to being done. If she waited too long to retrieve it, it would be ruined, and she would not be able to eat tonight. But she didn't want him to see her... As she leaned over the wall to look at him, a piece of loose stone gave way under her weight, the rock dropping to the ground with a dull thump! and she quickly ducked, hoping that he hadn't seen her. Her heart thumped nervously in her chest, and she swallowed the lump in her throat.
Thread: Gargoyles: Whitestone Chronicles - (Survivor00 & Z-Byte)

He heard the stone as it was falling, the clicks of the smaller pebbles giving it away and giving him plenty of time to move. As it thumped harmlessly to the ground, his first instinct was to look up at the source. The spotlight beamed against the side of the stone wall, but he didn't see anything out of the ordinary. Just broken stone from a weary keep that just needed some tender loving care. Ah, you're just falling apart, aren't you? He chuckled as he spoke to Whitestone, rubbing his hand along the rock wall as though he was rubbing the back of a tired friend. Well don't you worry about it, old girl. You're in good hands now. Chuckling to himself, the young man began continuing his stroll, searching for the gargoyle that he hoped had not shared that stones fate. When he came to the spot where he thought it'd be, he was not only surprised, but disappointed not to find anything. He looked up, then back to the picture, certain that this is the spot where the picture showed she was. Looking down at his feet, though, he didn't see the toppled stones. In fact, he didn't see anything except for a few scraps and chips of stone that looked like they came from the stone above him. They couldn't have belonged to that gargoyle unless she had been hollow. They didn't make hollow statues back then... Did they? At any rate, he didn't lose hope. If she didn't fall forwards, maybe she had fallen backwards. Behind this wall was the courtyard, so if she had toppled from her lofty perch, than she may have landed on that side. With a smile, he began walking around the walls, keeping one hand on the walls to balance himself as he steps over the scattered stones. It wasn't long before he had gone around enough to find the entrance to the courtyard, but as soon as his eyes fell into the darkness, he had to pause. He could see a dull orange glow, flickering against a distant wall. Fire? Fire meant people, and people meant that somebody hadn't told him everything. Is someone here? He called, hearing his own voice echo against the walls. It wasn't safe for him to go into the darkened courtyard, because if he had a violent squatter on his hands, he didn't want to be surprised, or ambushed. I'm not the police, and I'm not going to make anyone leave... He slowly began walking in, making sure to keep his eyes sharp and his hearing sharper for anyone sneaking up on him. If he did find someone, he was probably either going to pay them to relocate or offer them a job. Any homeless person would jump at the chance, and those that wouldn't... well, he knew how to defend himself enough to keep out of such a dangerous situation. If there's anyone here... I just want to talk. That's all. It would seem his search for the gargoyle would have to take a rain check.
Thread: Gargoyles: Whitestone Chronicles - (Survivor00 & Z-Byte)

Ellice quickly ducked down behind the ramparts as the rock fell to the ground with a clatter of loose pebbles bouncing against stone. She peeked over the side to make sure she had not hit the human, but quickly hid herself once again as his torchlight played up over the walls, passing over where she had stood moments before. There were no shouts of alarm, just soft words, and when she crouched to peer over the walls again, he was rubbing his palm along the stone, speaking as though to the Keep itself. She blinked, continuing to follow him with her eyes as he walked around the castle wall. He was looking for something ?? that much she was certain of. But what? Ellice crept along the upper walls, watching her footing as to avoid another accident that almost got her caught. As he approached the spot where she slept, her eyes widened as he looked up at the spot, before down to the chips of stone that had fallen when she had woken. He was looking for her . Terror gripped her ?? she had tried so hard to remain hidden. How could have someone found her? Should she flee? What would happen to her friends? A scent that tickled at her nose told her that the fish had begun to burn and was ruined. She had killed for nothing tonight?but her guilt was quickly pushed aside by her fright again as he moved along the wall, heading for the courtyard entrance. She followed him back around, her mind racing as she watched him stand before the open gateway. His voice called out, echoing against the courtyard walls. He saw her fire ?? he knew she was there. She stood and actually spread her wings to fly, but where could she go? This was all she had! ??Please, don??t hurt my friends!? She finally spoke, her desire to protect them surpassing her own desire to keep safe. ??I will come out, just don??t hurt them.? Ellice hopped down from the top ledge of the wall, landing several feet away from him. Her wings and tail were drawn protectively around her body, and fear could be seen in her eyes as she looked at him.
Thread: Gargoyles: Whitestone Chronicles - (Survivor00 & Z-Byte)

When he had heard the voice, he was thinking that, if she were a woman, then she'd be much easier to speak to. As 'unfair' as it was, he tended to treat female strangers better than males. Some double standards are just hard to break. However, the echos kept him from knowing where exactly the voice came from, so when he saw a figure plunge from above and thud onto the ground, he thought the worst. He took a step back out of shock, a small gasp leaving his lips as his eyes tried to disbelieve what the saw. His lamp illuminated a pale, winged figure with a long mane of hair. Her body was huddled against itself, with something resembling wings cloaking her frightened frame. She had a tail that curled around her legs defensively, and instead of a human face, she had this strange beak, and resting above it were two horribly fearful eyes. Perhaps it was the terror she exuded that kept him feeling it himself. His mind's natural instinct to flee from the creature he did not understand was overshadowed by his natural empathy, giving him time to think about who or what he was seeing. It wasn't human, that was for sure, not even one in a really good costume. She looked too real, and any outfit of that quality would have more than likely NOT protected the one inside it from the jump she took. There was something else about her, too, something familiar... In any case, it was obvious that he should be very careful. For all he knew, her friends were a lot less afraid of him, and any sign of hostility could provoke them to come down from the walls and attack. It's... okay, he told both her and himself, letting out a sigh as his nerves slightly calmed. I don't want to hurt anyone. He slowly took a step forward, both of his hands out to his side to show that they were empty. He wanted to get a better look at her, to solve this nagging puzzle in his mind. My name is Mathias Zane. I'm... the new master of this keep, Whitestone. As he approached, his mind started to clear, familiar features slowly bubbling to the surface of his thoughts like an arm waking up from being slept on the wrong way. His mind kept pricking him with signals that there was something he was forgetting, that this creature was more alluring than he realized. His eyes shone with curiosity and a glimmer of compassion, a trait that many of his family members stated was a sign of an improper businessman. To Mathias, it was simply who he was. I don't think I've never seen anything like you before. Do you have a name?
Thread: Gargoyles: Whitestone Chronicles - (Survivor00 & Z-Byte)

The cone of bright light from his torch forced her to shield her eyes as it flashed over them, turning her head away from the beam and looking at the ground. She expected him to attack, to run, anything but just stand there. Her parents?one of the few things she remembered of them?had said that the humans did not understand them, and they feared and attacked what they did not understand? But as she stood there before him, he did nothing, only staring in stunned silence at her visage. The silence was torturous, she was too afraid to even take a breath for as long as they made eye contact. His eyes, while still fearful, seemed to calm long before hers, and his breath escaped from his mouths. She drew back initially at the sound of his voice, despite how calm it sounded. She took another when he took a step closer to her, her wings drawing a little tighter. She almost seemed to be hiding inside her wings, like a child hiding underneath a blanket to keep the monsters away. Much about her personality seemed childish. She didn't know what to say, or even if she did, how to say it. He didn't seem...mean...and he said he didn't want to hurt anyone... She flinched when he raised his hands to the side, but slowly started to lower her wings a little, starting to reveal more of her body to him. Since privacy was something she had had an abundance of before tonight, and her body had long outgrown any fabric she had once owned, she stood more or less naked, only a scrap of old, brown cloth ?? torn from one of the drapes ?? hung around her waist as a crude loincloth. She was most definitely an adult in body. Her ghostly white skin reflected the bright light of his torch as she stood still, her eyes panning nervously along the ground at his feet, unable to make eye contact with him, only fleeting glances. My name? She said softly, almost a whisper. ??I am called Ellice?? Her eyes lifted a little bit, still only making eye contact with him for the shortest of moments before looking back to the ground. ??You are the new Master?? She said softly, lowering her head in a gesture of respect.