Post by pearlypat823 on Jul 21, 2006 23:30:17 GMT -5
I'm fine with whatever you would like to call me. Usually it's pearly.
I'm interested mainly in medieval/fantasy roleplays, and pirates on occasion.
I love a good romance, as long as it doesn't get too vulgar. I don't swear personally, but I don't mind if you do. As long as it doesn't distract from your post.
I've been roleplaying for about three years.
Here is an example of my writing. It is an intro for a medieval/fantasy roleplay.
Silver rays of moonlight speckled the forest floor as a warm breeze swept through the whispering branches and stirred their myriad leaves. The ephemeral glimmer of fireflies countered the infinite coruscation of the stars overhead.
A solitary personage drifted noiselessly through the trees. A silver aura encompassed her slender figure as she tread softly beneath the moon. Her ivory, unblemished skin only intensified the dark contours of her brilliantly silver eyes. Her hair was long and straight, and possessed a similar hue of silvery white. She wore a delicate, white gown that billowed behind her as she moved. She wore no shoes.
Elana was a child of the forest; born to a dryad mother and an elven father. She had never left these sylvan woods. She was but 140 years of age, a mere 20 years, if she were human. Young and naïve, she was carefully sheltered by the forest’s inhabitants. Her stunning beauty was reason enough to hide her from the humans. She was only allowed to wander at night, when she wouldn’t be seen.
Elana gratefully drew in the crisp, night air, relishing each breath. As soon as the first rays of dawn penetrated the horizon, she was to swiftly return home, where she would eagerly await the next sunset. Elana thrived at night. The sun was cruel and merciless. She had heard tales of the barren plains that lay at the forests edge. The nighttime was cool and quiet; undisturbed by the busy happenings of day.
Tonight was especially exhilarating. It was a full moon. Elana swiftly pursued the familiar paths of the forest: unknown to any human. When she finally reached her destination, a thrilling tingle of anticipation flooded through her. Something exciting would happen tonight. Elana could feel it. All her life she had longed for something that wasn’t there. A dark void, waiting to be filled. With what? She did not know. The full moon always engendered something mysterious and new. Perhaps it would help her tonight.
Elana strode quietly into the small clearing she had reached: the very heart of the forest. Here, she had a breathtaking view of the magnificent stars. A cool, crystalline glade sat in the center of the clearing. The water was perfectly still. Elana quickly checked to see no one was nearby before disrobing and wading into the glassy pool. Once deep enough, she kicked off of the rocky floor and allowed herself to float on her back, gazing up at the stars. Here, she was blissfully content.
-D-
I'm interested mainly in medieval/fantasy roleplays, and pirates on occasion.
I love a good romance, as long as it doesn't get too vulgar. I don't swear personally, but I don't mind if you do. As long as it doesn't distract from your post.
I've been roleplaying for about three years.
Here is an example of my writing. It is an intro for a medieval/fantasy roleplay.
Silver rays of moonlight speckled the forest floor as a warm breeze swept through the whispering branches and stirred their myriad leaves. The ephemeral glimmer of fireflies countered the infinite coruscation of the stars overhead.
A solitary personage drifted noiselessly through the trees. A silver aura encompassed her slender figure as she tread softly beneath the moon. Her ivory, unblemished skin only intensified the dark contours of her brilliantly silver eyes. Her hair was long and straight, and possessed a similar hue of silvery white. She wore a delicate, white gown that billowed behind her as she moved. She wore no shoes.
Elana was a child of the forest; born to a dryad mother and an elven father. She had never left these sylvan woods. She was but 140 years of age, a mere 20 years, if she were human. Young and naïve, she was carefully sheltered by the forest’s inhabitants. Her stunning beauty was reason enough to hide her from the humans. She was only allowed to wander at night, when she wouldn’t be seen.
Elana gratefully drew in the crisp, night air, relishing each breath. As soon as the first rays of dawn penetrated the horizon, she was to swiftly return home, where she would eagerly await the next sunset. Elana thrived at night. The sun was cruel and merciless. She had heard tales of the barren plains that lay at the forests edge. The nighttime was cool and quiet; undisturbed by the busy happenings of day.
Tonight was especially exhilarating. It was a full moon. Elana swiftly pursued the familiar paths of the forest: unknown to any human. When she finally reached her destination, a thrilling tingle of anticipation flooded through her. Something exciting would happen tonight. Elana could feel it. All her life she had longed for something that wasn’t there. A dark void, waiting to be filled. With what? She did not know. The full moon always engendered something mysterious and new. Perhaps it would help her tonight.
Elana strode quietly into the small clearing she had reached: the very heart of the forest. Here, she had a breathtaking view of the magnificent stars. A cool, crystalline glade sat in the center of the clearing. The water was perfectly still. Elana quickly checked to see no one was nearby before disrobing and wading into the glassy pool. Once deep enough, she kicked off of the rocky floor and allowed herself to float on her back, gazing up at the stars. Here, she was blissfully content.
-D-
