Post by paranoid212 on Jun 4, 2006 16:12:11 GMT -5
I hope I put this in the right place.
1. What you would like to be call: Shippo works for me.
2. What you tend to roleplay: Mostly modern (i.e: Family, High School, Clique, etc.) But I will try almost anything.
3. Do you have any limits(romance, violence, swearing)?: Nope.
4. How long have you been roleplaying for?: A little over two years.
5. A sample of your roleplaying. An intro will do. Say what genre it is.
Family
Thirteen yar old Nikki sat on her bed flipping through a magazine. She had medium length blonde hair that was currently pulled up in a pony tail. Some of the shorter hair fell in front of her right eye. Her green eyes held the only make up on her face. Black eyeliner and turquoise eyeshadow. She was wearing a pink tank top that said Nikki across it and a short camoflage skirt. On her feet she wore pink socks.
Weighing only about a hundred pounds she stood at five feet three inches. She was the shortest of all her friends but, she didn't really care. She liked being short. It made her feel, well, special. Most of the kids in her classes were five feet five, six, seven, inches.
See, Nikki was popular at school so no one really dared to make fun of her. Once in a while you'll get the one brave soul willing to step up to her. In cases like this she usually wins. He self confidence was very high. She always thought she looked good, smelled nice, and was an all around good person. She didn't really make fun of you unless you got on her bad side.
She heard her cell phone ring and picked it up.
"Hello?" she said into the phone.
Yeah that's it.
1. What you would like to be call: Shippo works for me.
2. What you tend to roleplay: Mostly modern (i.e: Family, High School, Clique, etc.) But I will try almost anything.
3. Do you have any limits(romance, violence, swearing)?: Nope.
4. How long have you been roleplaying for?: A little over two years.
5. A sample of your roleplaying. An intro will do. Say what genre it is.
Family
Thirteen yar old Nikki sat on her bed flipping through a magazine. She had medium length blonde hair that was currently pulled up in a pony tail. Some of the shorter hair fell in front of her right eye. Her green eyes held the only make up on her face. Black eyeliner and turquoise eyeshadow. She was wearing a pink tank top that said Nikki across it and a short camoflage skirt. On her feet she wore pink socks.
Weighing only about a hundred pounds she stood at five feet three inches. She was the shortest of all her friends but, she didn't really care. She liked being short. It made her feel, well, special. Most of the kids in her classes were five feet five, six, seven, inches.
See, Nikki was popular at school so no one really dared to make fun of her. Once in a while you'll get the one brave soul willing to step up to her. In cases like this she usually wins. He self confidence was very high. She always thought she looked good, smelled nice, and was an all around good person. She didn't really make fun of you unless you got on her bad side.
She heard her cell phone ring and picked it up.
"Hello?" she said into the phone.
Yeah that's it.
