Post by jacie on Mar 21, 2008 13:45:13 GMT -5
Name:Robyn
Age:13
Experience:About two years now. I've been
role playing since I was 11.
How you found us:Neopets
Role play Sample:
{I feel the need to have two samples, as I don't feel that I am as literate as certain people sometimes.}
Sample 1:
Drip. Ring. Drop. Ring. Drip. Ring.
The hallway was crowded, as usual, as everyone rushed to their next class. Jacie sighed as she rubbed her arm, and pushed her dark brown bangs out of her face. The usual warm feeling she had around her classmates had been replaced by a harsh, cold one.
Ring. Ring. Ring.
The school bell rang just as Jacie found her way
through the crowd to her next class. She wasn't the last to enter, but still received a scowl from her teacher, Miss Jane.
Almost frightened, Jacie went to her seat. Something was wrong. Something felt very wrong. Jacie looked at her classmates, checking to see if anyone else felt it too. That's where she realized the problem was. Everyone's face was expressionless, and not just that, they lacked in anything at all. No nose, no mouth, no nothing.
Drip. Drop. Drip.
Jacie stood up and started stepping back toward the front of the classroom. Her eyes scanning every student in the room, heart pounding faster, beating louder. "Take you're seat Miss Jacie!" A voice scolded her from behind, but the beat of her heart drowned out most of the words. She stepped back into a pair of cold hands, and turned around quickly. Miss Jane was as faceless as everyone else.
Jacie screamed as the students behind her disappeared into a black hole that formed. The cold hands once more grasped Jacie, before she was pushed into the hole.
Drip. Drop. Drip.
Jacie was engulfed in coldness once more, the only light coming from the classroom that she had once been standing in. The plain coldness changed to a wet coldness. It was as if she was in a bottomless pit of water, sinking faster and faster. The light fading as fast as she was sinking.
DRIP. DROP. DRIP.
Jacie's eyes flew open. She was in her room, lying on her bed. It was raining, and water trickled through a hole in the ceiling.
"Phew! I thought that was almost real for a second." Jacie said to herself as she pulled on her favorite spaghetti strap shirt, and jeans. She was unsure about how she felt, but headed down the stairs of her house for breakfast. She had to get her mind off the
nightmare.
Sample Two:
Clouds rushed together as they took over the skies. It
was as if they fit together like a puzzle, each piece
having its own unique form, yet similar form to its
neighboring piece.
Jacie looked back down to the ground and continued to walk to school. She was nervous, as it was her first day at a new high school and she didn't know anyone at all.
She had moved from Miami to stay with her older sister Lisa, who was going to college in West Virginia.
Her father was very displeased with the decision, but decided to let her go after getting a piece of what was really going on in Jacie's mind, which was her mother.
Jacie's mother had been killed in a plane accident when she was nine. Although she had never shown any emotion about the death, she had always been sad and quiet about it. She was hoping a new high school and city would help fix her problems.
Other students walked in front of her. It seemed as though most students at the high school walked. It was either that or they were just walking with a friend today rather than getting a ride.
With a nervous hand clutching the bottom of her shirt she finally approached the huge school. A High, grey, brick wall surrounded the school, and high towers gave the school an almost castle look. An arch in the front of the school led to a small courtyard, and sadly, the front steps of the actual school building.
Jacie quickly walked up the steps, and into the school. She searched for the school office. She wandered down one of the halls, looking for any signs, and making sure not to make any eye contact with students or staff passing by.
The inside of the school was almost creepy. The halls were dark and dank. Staff that passed by usually held a frown on their face, and had their nostrils flared as if something invisible was stuck inside. Students were the only thing that kept the halls alive.
Finally locating the school office, Jacie rushed to the door and turned the handle.
Locked.
A note on the door read that the office was closed until tomorrow. 'Great,' Jacie thought, 'Just the way I want to start my day.'
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Age:13
Experience:About two years now. I've been
role playing since I was 11.
How you found us:Neopets
Role play Sample:
{I feel the need to have two samples, as I don't feel that I am as literate as certain people sometimes.}
Sample 1:
Drip. Ring. Drop. Ring. Drip. Ring.
The hallway was crowded, as usual, as everyone rushed to their next class. Jacie sighed as she rubbed her arm, and pushed her dark brown bangs out of her face. The usual warm feeling she had around her classmates had been replaced by a harsh, cold one.
Ring. Ring. Ring.
The school bell rang just as Jacie found her way
through the crowd to her next class. She wasn't the last to enter, but still received a scowl from her teacher, Miss Jane.
Almost frightened, Jacie went to her seat. Something was wrong. Something felt very wrong. Jacie looked at her classmates, checking to see if anyone else felt it too. That's where she realized the problem was. Everyone's face was expressionless, and not just that, they lacked in anything at all. No nose, no mouth, no nothing.
Drip. Drop. Drip.
Jacie stood up and started stepping back toward the front of the classroom. Her eyes scanning every student in the room, heart pounding faster, beating louder. "Take you're seat Miss Jacie!" A voice scolded her from behind, but the beat of her heart drowned out most of the words. She stepped back into a pair of cold hands, and turned around quickly. Miss Jane was as faceless as everyone else.
Jacie screamed as the students behind her disappeared into a black hole that formed. The cold hands once more grasped Jacie, before she was pushed into the hole.
Drip. Drop. Drip.
Jacie was engulfed in coldness once more, the only light coming from the classroom that she had once been standing in. The plain coldness changed to a wet coldness. It was as if she was in a bottomless pit of water, sinking faster and faster. The light fading as fast as she was sinking.
DRIP. DROP. DRIP.
Jacie's eyes flew open. She was in her room, lying on her bed. It was raining, and water trickled through a hole in the ceiling.
"Phew! I thought that was almost real for a second." Jacie said to herself as she pulled on her favorite spaghetti strap shirt, and jeans. She was unsure about how she felt, but headed down the stairs of her house for breakfast. She had to get her mind off the
nightmare.
Sample Two:
Clouds rushed together as they took over the skies. It
was as if they fit together like a puzzle, each piece
having its own unique form, yet similar form to its
neighboring piece.
Jacie looked back down to the ground and continued to walk to school. She was nervous, as it was her first day at a new high school and she didn't know anyone at all.
She had moved from Miami to stay with her older sister Lisa, who was going to college in West Virginia.
Her father was very displeased with the decision, but decided to let her go after getting a piece of what was really going on in Jacie's mind, which was her mother.
Jacie's mother had been killed in a plane accident when she was nine. Although she had never shown any emotion about the death, she had always been sad and quiet about it. She was hoping a new high school and city would help fix her problems.
Other students walked in front of her. It seemed as though most students at the high school walked. It was either that or they were just walking with a friend today rather than getting a ride.
With a nervous hand clutching the bottom of her shirt she finally approached the huge school. A High, grey, brick wall surrounded the school, and high towers gave the school an almost castle look. An arch in the front of the school led to a small courtyard, and sadly, the front steps of the actual school building.
Jacie quickly walked up the steps, and into the school. She searched for the school office. She wandered down one of the halls, looking for any signs, and making sure not to make any eye contact with students or staff passing by.
The inside of the school was almost creepy. The halls were dark and dank. Staff that passed by usually held a frown on their face, and had their nostrils flared as if something invisible was stuck inside. Students were the only thing that kept the halls alive.
Finally locating the school office, Jacie rushed to the door and turned the handle.
Locked.
A note on the door read that the office was closed until tomorrow. 'Great,' Jacie thought, 'Just the way I want to start my day.'
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