Post by starplay on Oct 20, 2006 15:51:05 GMT -5
1. What you would like to be call: Called, I believe. Star is my preference.
2. What you tend to roleplay: A great deal of things. Warriorcats, gifted, masquerade, erm...Lots of things that I can't think of. freewebs.com/star-play gives a pretty good list, I also do a large deal of roleplays designed only for onexones, which aren't on that list, oddly enough.
3. Do you have any limits(romance, violence, swearing)?: Romance? A regular kiss at the most. Nothing gross. Violence? Eh. Just don't be too...descriptiony...? Other than that, violence has no limit. Swearing? I can handle all swearing, though the farthest /I/ will go is damn.
4. How long have you been roleplaying for?: Hm....I gave it a shot several months ago, but got bored, But I picked it up again several weeks ago and am having a good time. I would like to experience many different types of roleplay, and hopefully gain a very large vocab, so I would fit in an advanced lit. : D
5. Codeword: Freedom.
6. A sample of your roleplaying. An intro will do. Say what genre it is.
I will be performing my gifted masquerade intro. I got lots of compliments on the original one, but unfortunatly I can't remember exactly what I said.
Her face was pale hazel; her eyes a starry green. She gazed into the mirror of her vanity. Her name was Amaranta Bella De'Leon, but she was called Bella. Her name meant unfading beauty in italian. Her parents were both italian, her mother having been born there and her fathers parents having lived there half their lives.
Her chestnut hair was wrapped in a fluffy white towel and her body in a pale blue robe. The towel unwrapped itself and flew swiftly to the laundry basket. Bella's power was telekenesis, the power to move objects with her mind.
Her goldenbrown, damp, waistlength tresses fell to her back, and the italian donna picked up a soft brush and stroked it along her hair.
When it was brushed, Bella wove it up into two braids, and then pinned it in a halo on the back of her head. She pulled loose two locks on either side to frame her tanned face.
She dressed in a silky brown ballgown. A band of autumn leaves was pinned from her right shoulder to her left hip, and then joined her train of autumn leaves, brown ivy, and green ferns.
Pale brown lipstick, brown mascara, and chestnut blush was her only makeup. And for the final touch, a facemask of painted brown leaves apon her face. If you looked closely, you could spot tiny pixie faces poking out from between them.
2. What you tend to roleplay: A great deal of things. Warriorcats, gifted, masquerade, erm...Lots of things that I can't think of. freewebs.com/star-play gives a pretty good list, I also do a large deal of roleplays designed only for onexones, which aren't on that list, oddly enough.
3. Do you have any limits(romance, violence, swearing)?: Romance? A regular kiss at the most. Nothing gross. Violence? Eh. Just don't be too...descriptiony...? Other than that, violence has no limit. Swearing? I can handle all swearing, though the farthest /I/ will go is damn.
4. How long have you been roleplaying for?: Hm....I gave it a shot several months ago, but got bored, But I picked it up again several weeks ago and am having a good time. I would like to experience many different types of roleplay, and hopefully gain a very large vocab, so I would fit in an advanced lit. : D
5. Codeword: Freedom.
6. A sample of your roleplaying. An intro will do. Say what genre it is.
I will be performing my gifted masquerade intro. I got lots of compliments on the original one, but unfortunatly I can't remember exactly what I said.
Her face was pale hazel; her eyes a starry green. She gazed into the mirror of her vanity. Her name was Amaranta Bella De'Leon, but she was called Bella. Her name meant unfading beauty in italian. Her parents were both italian, her mother having been born there and her fathers parents having lived there half their lives.
Her chestnut hair was wrapped in a fluffy white towel and her body in a pale blue robe. The towel unwrapped itself and flew swiftly to the laundry basket. Bella's power was telekenesis, the power to move objects with her mind.
Her goldenbrown, damp, waistlength tresses fell to her back, and the italian donna picked up a soft brush and stroked it along her hair.
When it was brushed, Bella wove it up into two braids, and then pinned it in a halo on the back of her head. She pulled loose two locks on either side to frame her tanned face.
She dressed in a silky brown ballgown. A band of autumn leaves was pinned from her right shoulder to her left hip, and then joined her train of autumn leaves, brown ivy, and green ferns.
Pale brown lipstick, brown mascara, and chestnut blush was her only makeup. And for the final touch, a facemask of painted brown leaves apon her face. If you looked closely, you could spot tiny pixie faces poking out from between them.
