Roleplaying Club- Come and Improve Your Skills

[Jake the Sage]

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[center][center][size=5]Welcome To the 'Roleplaying Club'![/size][/center][/center]

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[spoiler=Intro]
Lets face it, not everyone is a perfect writer. It is my hope, or dream, that everyone who wishes to come to here will be able to come out with a better understanding of how to Roleplay, better known as RP/G, better and add insane amounts of detail into even a single sentence.

Normally I would say this is "no rules" but that would not bode well once you begin in an actual RP. So here are some ground rules . . .
1.) Do Not Godmod
2.) Do Not Metagame
3.) Do not Minimod
4.) Post Length is a Minimum of 3 Lines during "IN GAME"
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[center][center][size=5][i][b]Our CURRENT "Plot"[/b][/i][/size]
Events have deviated from the normal time line of "Trio of DEF". Something has happened, or is going to happen, which will change the outcome of the story in some of the most horrible ways. Like the butterfly effect, one change to the past can drastically change the future . . .
[spoiler=[b]Accepted Members[/b]]
Anyone who wants to join, for the current Roleplay or as a "permanent" member please PM me so I do not have to go looking through page after page for it.[/center][/center]
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[spoiler=[b]Objective[/b]]
Place Your Character into the Story
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[url="http://forum.yugiohcardmaker.net/topic/237076-ycmaker-ultra-hotel/"]YCM Ultra Hotel[/url][/center][/center]

[Βyakuya]

I would like to join as a student as my RPing is not good even though I have not gone in much. Would we take a written pre-test to join?

[Jake the Sage]

Yes I would like to see a sample of your work, anything you can come up with or show me

[Blake]

[spoiler=Teacher]
Black sat in his room, looking out over the chasm at the back of his group's fully functioning castle in Limbo. He always found himself staring at said chasm, but he could never figure out why. [i]"Jake really needs to get along with repairing that... He said he was going to do it ages ago. I'll remind him in a little while."[/i] He sat for a few more minutes, pondering business isses with the group, new members, and the like, before he stood up, and walked toward his door. As he neared, he grabbed his trademark black trenchcoat, and shrugged into, also grabbing a wide-brimmed hat and placing it on his head. He tilted the hat back slightly as he opened his door and stepped out. Glancing at the other 3 doors on the floor, he thought about who he would see that day, coming to the decision that Phantom was a no, Tempest-senpai was a maybe, and Andx was a positive yes. He shook his head at himself, mentally scolding his daily routine. Without another word, he walked towards the staircase in the middle of the floor, and began to descend.
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I can haz teaching position?

[Jake the Sage]

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[spoiler=Teacher]
Black sat in his room, looking out over the chasm at the back of his group's fully functioning castle in Limbo. He always found himself staring at said chasm, but he could never figure out why. [i]"Jake really needs to get along with repairing that... He said he was going to do it ages ago. I'll remind him in a little while."[/i] He sat for a few more minutes, pondering business isses with the group, new members, and the like, before he stood up, and walked toward his door. As he neared, he grabbed his trademark black trenchcoat, and shrugged into, also grabbing a wide-brimmed hat and placing it on his head. He tilted the hat back slightly as he opened his door and stepped out. Glancing at the other 3 doors on the floor, he thought about who he would see that day, coming to the decision that Phantom was a no, Tempest-senpai was a maybe, and Andx was a positive yes. He shook his head at himself, mentally scolding his daily routine. Without another word, he walked towards the staircase in the middle of the floor, and began to descend.
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I can haz teaching position?
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Yes

[Βyakuya]

[spoiler=Draft]

Byakuya sat in his room, writing a reprt about the several events going on around Soul Society. His mansion was a large artistic place filled with plants, artwork, sculptures, and the finest furniture and items no one else had. in the garden, as a rich koi pond. Byakuya got up and looked at the pond. The fish were waving about, shaking their fins, grasping for air, and splashing about.

"That's funny, I think the number of koi in this pond have been declining recently", he said at a worried manner. He didn't know why, but it was mysterious. Byakuya got some fish food, and threw it in the pond. He had remembered of several people who have visited his mansion, and how much it pained Byakuya. He went insde, and leaned on a wall, but the wall shifted into another room.

"Just as I expected", he said in a concerned matter. The Shinigami Women's Association have been messing with his mansion, and to him, ruining his peace. " I better make sure thy never come", he said.

Then a floorboard opened on the flor and out came a pink haired girl. "Hiya!", she said. "Byakuya leaned over, being distressed from Yahciru's appearance.

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[Jake the Sage]

[quote name='Byakuya Kuchiki' timestamp='1284766876' post='4635229']
[spoiler=Draft]

Byakuya sat in his room, writing a reprt about the several events going on around Soul Society. His mansion was a large artistic place filled with plants, artwork, sculptures, and the finest furniture and items no one else had. in the garden, as a rich koi pond. Byakuya got up and looked at the pond. The fish were waving about, shaking their fins, grasping for air, and splashing about.

"That's funny, I think the number of koi in this pond have been declining recently", he said at a worried manner. He didn't know why, but it was mysterious. Byakuya got some fish food, and threw it in the pond. He had remembered of several people who have visited his mansion, and how much it pained Byakuya. He went insde, and leaned on a wall, but the wall shifted into another room.

"Just as I expected", he said in a concerned matter. The Shinigami Women's Association have been messing with his mansion, and to him, ruining his peace. " I better make sure thy never come", he said.

Then a floorboard opened on the flor and out came a pink haired girl. "Hiya!", she said. "Byakuya leaned over, being distressed from Yahciru's appearance.

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[b]Decent Roleplayer[/b]

[Βyakuya]

Thank you for your rating. It's fine I'll be a student.

[Jake the Sage]

Ok I'll set you up with a teacher ASAP

[Andx]

Black using himself for his sample gives me an idea for my sample that I actually think I can work with. Talking about me on YCM shouldn't be too hard, lol. Anyway:

[spoiler=Sample to become a teacher]
Saturday, September 18th, 2010. It had been a slow day to be sure. Far too slow for Andx's tastes as he had ended up doing very little throughout the day. Hardly anyone from R.P. 820 was around. And while the Absolute Powerforce members abounded, many of them had been freaking out over strange videos and messages for most of the day leaving Andx in no mood to even try to talk with them.
[i]"Saturday is supposed to be the day everyone's around.... I hate slow days."[/i] Andx moped to himself. He was just lying around running his hands through his hair occasionally with nothing really to do. The day's boredom and slowness had left him willing to pretty much do anything just to have something to do.

The longer he thought about what me might do the more one thought kept coming to his mind. It was related to Jake, and an idea he'd been planning for awhile now. Jake was getting tired of the local people not having any real acting talent. Though that wouldn't have been bad except for the fact that even though many knew nothing of acting, they all tried it regularly anyway. Jake was set to open a school to help teach these people to become decent, good, or great actors depending on how far each person who entered was willing to go. Not too long ago Black, a good friend, had joined as a teacher for the place.

How Jake had ever gotten a building to open his school wasn't something Andx particularly cared about. The fact was it was open, and he knew that he could help Jake's goal by becoming a teacher there. There was one thing standing in his way though. Andx sat up and walked over to his desk, pulling out a pen and paper.
"Why does he require a writing sample to become a teacher?!" Andx called out in his empty room as he set his head on his desk. Then all at once he breathed in deeply and shot up in his chair and got to work.
[i]"I'm so bad at doing these sorts of things on the spot."[/i] Andx thought. [i]"But I'll get it done somehow. This one will be good, I know it."[/i] he said to himself as if needing to hear those words out loud to believe them.

Not too much later Andx set his pen down and held a rough draft of his writing sample for Jake. In his right hand and wrist he felt the burn that came from doing a lot of writing in a relatively short period of time. Though the burn didn't mean too much at the moment. For while it was annoying, Andx was satisfied with what he had come up with to the point where he wasn't thinking about much else. He gave the draft another read through after a few minutes and began checking for errors. Of course he wouldn't turn the rough draft in; he had to take time with the editing process. In his use of slightly sophisticated language he found that several times he would be redundant in his sentences, saying things that he didn't need to and other such simple mistakes.

It was getting close to dinner when Andx looked over his revised work. He probably wouldn't bother getting it to Jake that night as he still had to write the final draft out and he wanted to be sure to take some time with that. The fact that he could stand his sample was filling him with a happiness unusual to himself.
"Tomorrow. Tomorrow I'll be able to help this place!" Andx said as he sat up once more from his desk. As he did so he knocked the desk around and focused in on the objects on his desk. As he did so he saw the still open bottle of ink rocking with the movement. Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion as the bottle threatened his work with each motion. And all at once before he could grab it, the bottle's contents spilled out onto the desk, drenching Andx's work and rendering it unreadable.

A depressed and destroyed look of shock came over Andx's face as he stared motionless at his ruined work. He then held his fist in the air, ready to shot in anger when all at once he stopped. His face then became quite blank. He then calmly climbed into bed and sat there for the rest of the night.
[i]"Whatever...."[/i] he thought as he attempted to forget how much of his time had just been wasted.
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[PrimalFear]

I'll apply as a Teacher for my main role & a student when another teacher has the time for me. I have reasons for this if you really want to know them I will give them to you.


[spoiler='RP Sample']The window offered a view of one of the largest market grounds located in Belav Griva'ian, vendors were loudly shouting at potential buyers and common folks walked among the stalls. Chatting among themselves or with the vendors, a large gathering was around a podium where a local slave trader was showing a latest batch of slaves that had just arrived, humans and even some orcs. As the figure in the palace watched a Rakshasin was brought onto the stage who at the command of the Seelai slaver started to wrestle the biggest orc showing off the strength and vitality of the fresh slaves. The eyes watching the market plaza moved and hardened when they settled on a small podium where a man in blue priestly robes was talking to a small gathering of commoners. "Even here in the capital the religious parasites preach their filth."

Witch Queen Asiliara shook her head and turned away from the window, the day had just started and already the ruler of the Broken Isles Hegemony was in a foul temper. A rogue sea wyrm had attacked another fishing vessel and people where demanding something should be done about the monster and a scout vessel got attacked near the island to the west by some enormous Kraken that was according to the single mage survivor a true Behemoth of a beast. But her greatest annoyance were now that zealots of the 'Frozen Wastes' had started to openly preach their nonsense in the streets of the capital. Telling people the Cataclysm was a act of the gods that the Seelai were chosen to turn this world into a lump of ice was utter rubbish but some of the common folk believed the words of ignorant preachers were the truth. Numerous attempts to destroy the cult 4 centuries ago failed until one of her councilors, now dead because he became too ambitious, suggested that the cult was needed to get the Seelai through the ordeal of the Cataclysm and create a stronger empire out of the rubble of the old empire.

Well exactly 400 years had passed today and all the Seelai had done was rebuilding their own island, or at least the fractured remains of it and not a single attempt to rebuild the glorious empire of the past or retake the lands they had abandoned those centuries ago. Asiliara herself has been standing at the coast of the island that belonged to the Arkay Union, that sorry excuse of a nation that claims to have the most powerful magicians of this world. She and her troops had just taken the coast when the Cataclysm happened and was forced to retreat. Granted she was able to get her hands on the title of Witch Queen after the death of her father... and the unfortunate 'accidental' deaths of her brothers and sisters but she was merely the ruler of what was left of her home which had turned into a fractured group of islands which was mostly covered in ice and snow, not the great Empire it once was centuries ago.

The Witch Queen of the Seelai was walking through the corridors of what was still called the 'imperial palace'. Palace guards snapped to attention dressed in their black uniforms and placing their halberds close to them as she passed, slaves scurried away before her and bowed until she passed. Then at one corridor the Witch Queen stopped in her tracks, her eyes widening in surprise at first then in cold rage. Right in her path was a goblin slave, ignoring her and busy scrubbing the floor. The other slaves in the corridor had noticed the Witch Queen approaching and had quickly moved out of her path but the old goblin was too intent on removing a stain from the marble floor to notice the tall eleven woman behind her. Until the goblin saw the shadow of a figure behind it, turning around the goblin's eyes widened in shock and fear, it's hands were trembling as it opened it's mouth in shock.

Asiliara sneered and raised her hand above the trembling goblin. "Wretched slave!" With a wave of her hand and a single uttered word flames came forth from her outstretched fingers and engulfed the unfortunate elderly goblin. It screamed as it fell down on the floor, rolling, kicking and screaming. Asiliara looked at it with a smile for a moment before a frown reappeared on her face and she started to continue on her way, ignoring the still screaming and burning goblin. With a lazy wave to a nearby slave she motioned behind her, "Clean that up when it's done kicking and screaming... my pet lizards like roasted goblin."

It was time for her to face the council and decide the future of the Seelai nation...

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[Nura]

[spoiler=Half Chapter on the spot]
I looked through the train window, at my old home. Katanotake hadn't changed much, there were still that old raman shop I

used to go to,(Darn, I still owe that guy 400 Yen), etc. etc.



The train came to a halt, and I heard a voice say

"Please go out of the train one by one, and don't forget your luggage" in about 100 different languages.

I went down to the station and i saw my old friend Kai there.


"Yo Kai! How goes it!"

" Not bad, just the same old same old, you haven't changed, Nero"

"You too......"


We chatted for sometime, I wouldn't exactly say chatted, just catching up with eachother, we haven't seen eachother for

over what? 5 years now?


We went to the good Ol' raman shop, then:

"Hey! Nero! Good to see you.......NOW WHERE THE HELL IS MY 400 YEN!!!!!!"

"Oh cra-"

"COme on!" I pulled Kai


He chased around the village, we jumped over a foodstall, well nearly, and sent all the apples tumbling over, causing the fat

shop owner to go tumbling across the road


"Bam!" I said to Kai as we made our escape

"Good to have you back Nero"
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Can I Haz rank?

[Nexev]

Time for teaching.

[spoiler=my class]

There is something to be said about darkness. It's everywhere, within you, in your mind, you are wreathed in it as you're very mind succumbs to the dark ritual of slumber.

And yet it is alone, who honestly prays for the darkness, people do naught but invoke it's power for mischief and curse it for not being the light. Those who claim it's allegiance merely are using it for there own ends, to destroy or save the world, they do not do it for anyone but themselves in the end.

The darkness existed only as an absence of Brother Light, it was and always will be alone.

At least, that is, if fate had it's way.

Yet, there seems to exist some who can meddle with Fate's affairs, people who invoked the very power of the Emotions. They drawed upon such symbols as happiness, misery, and fear, taking them and using there power to shape the world.

Brother Light was sent to fight them, but he was mercilessly torn apart, sealed in a few flowers as a way to keep him from reforming.


Nothing can stop them.

And this nothing had to step in to save us.

For once in his life, the spotlight is on darkness.

Will he last, or will the world find out what will happen with neither day nor night? [/spoiler]

[Jake the Sage]

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[spoiler=Half Chapter on the spot]
I looked through the train window, at my old home. Katanotake hadn't changed much, there were still that old raman shop I

used to go to,(Darn, I still owe that guy 400 Yen), etc. etc.



The train came to a halt, and I heard a voice say

"Please go out of the train one by one, and don't forget your luggage" in about 100 different languages.

I went down to the station and i saw my old friend Kai there.


"Yo Kai! How goes it!"

" Not bad, just the same old same old, you haven't changed, Nero"

"You too......"


We chatted for sometime, I wouldn't exactly say chatted, just catching up with eachother, we haven't seen eachother for

over what? 5 years now?


We went to the good Ol' raman shop, then:

"Hey! Nero! Good to see you.......NOW WHERE THE HELL IS MY 400 YEN!!!!!!"

"Oh cra-"

"COme on!" I pulled Kai


He chased around the village, we jumped over a foodstall, well nearly, and sent all the apples tumbling over, causing the fat

shop owner to go tumbling across the road


"Bam!" I said to Kai as we made our escape

"Good to have you back Nero"
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Can I Haz rank?
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That would place you at New RPGer Ranking.

As soon as I can I will assign you a teacher.

Speaking of which . . . all those who've sent in a sample for teacher prior to my last post here has been accepted. Like the students I will be assigning you positions [what I think you'll be best at teaching] and students.

Rember each student/teacher may request a different teacher/student, but the acceptance of that request IS up to me. Specifically, Teachers, you are able to ask for a f\different title that you will be teaching [if for any reason you feel that you are unable to successfully teach said subject]. I will seriously consider these requests, but I'll say it now . . . I give you these titles after much diliberation on my own end- so please do not take them lightly.

[Nexev]

So why aren't you and tainted assigned roles in the op?

When will our titles be up anyway?

[Jake the Sage]

1.) I have yet to get around to that

2.) see above

[Kōsuke Ueki]

[spoiler=Draft]As the cloud-blanketed sky created a vague pattern of red, blue, yellow and purple, the city, that was once in ruins at first, is now being rebuilt, for the world is finally at peace. Outside of the city was a man, around 27 years old, with a scar on his left cheek and wearing a trench coat w/ pants, and a fedora hat. As he looked at the city that he planned to live in a few months, he stepped on a medium-sized box. He picked it up to see both a letter and a journal taped on the outside of both ends. Confused on what he sees, he takes the letter off of the package and begins to read it. It said:

[center][i]"There are many Laws on this Earth that are always obeyed by the residents. But not Laws as in Government Laws, Laws that come from the Earth itself, ever since the very first few species had come to be. The first was the Laws of Nature. I'm pretty sure you know how it works. Kill or be killed, Survival of the Fittest, all of that. Animals always depended on each other for survival. But years ago, all of that changed. Someone or something had corrupted these Laws and now every known carnivorous creature on the planet shall have the entire Human Race as its main and only target. If you are reading this, you should know that I stopped this crisis for good and left the journal on the other side of this package so that you may know how this all happened. As you read on, you will see how my friends and I had survived this crisis and stopped everything. This is the beginning on stopping the Laws."[/i]

Sincerely,
Johnathan Mason[/center]

The man, shocked at what seemed to be correct, had turned the package around and took off the taped journal on the opposite of the letter. The title said, [u][i][b]Laws of Nature:[/b] How the Crisis Began[/i][/u]. The man then took the book and the package into a house that is supposedly his home for the time being. As he sat down on his desk, he turned on the desk light and proceeded to read the journal. As he opened the journal, he saw a flash of light. But it was only temporary. At first the pages were blank, but with the flash, the words had appeared. The first had only a few words on it, ones that would lead him into the possible journey that he believed was real. The first page only said:

[center]"This is my story began..."[/center][/spoiler]

So, am I either a Decent Roleplayer or a Advanced Roleplayer?

[Twig]

A brown haired teen with tan skin stood on the front steps of a grand building. The words "RPG School" were inscribed at the top center of the building. Twig walked in expecting a hallway filled with people signing up but was surprised to see only a few people. He took out the map he printed out to make sure he was at the right place. Well, the map clearly said that this was [i]the[/i] RPG School.

"Hmmm...Must be closed," Twig mumbled to himself.

As he walked out, he noticed a pack of pamphlets on the wall. He picked one up as he exited the building. He began to read it:

[i]1: Advanced Roleplayer - A member who has moderate to great grammar and is a very detailed writer. Spelling is a must, [b]seriosly[/b] all it takes is a spell checker. As Advanced knows their is [b]aways[/b] room to improve your rping skills (meaning that a person in this rank shouldn't be arrogant and think their the best).[/i]

Twig laughed to himself at the irony. As he walked down the steps, he noticed a few people walking towards the school. Maybe it wasn't closed after all.

"Uhh...Excuse me, sir," Twig said to a man heading for the doors, "Is this school open?"

"Why yes," the man answered.

"But there's barely anyone here."

"It's new."

"Oh..."

The man continued to walk, and Twig turned around to follow him.

At the registration table, a man asked him for a sample of his roleplaying and gave him a paper to write on. Twig quickly wrote the first thing that came out of his head and gave the piece of paper to the man. Now all there was to do was wait.

[Jake the Sage]

Swift Assaulter- [b]New RPGer[/b]

Twig- [b]Decent RPGer[/b]

thank you both for signing in, I will have your teachers ASAP.

[Clair]

[spoiler=Sample, written on the spot. ><]
Welcome to this underground labyrinth of molten rock, its walls lined with broken bodies and disgusting pestilence. The narrow halls reverberate with the screams and shrieks of the damned, their pleas for salvation echoing up and down the abyss like a lost hiker's fruitless shouts for help in carnivorous canyons. The smell of death and decaying bone rips into your nostrils like a wild wolverine, and the very stench of this medley of pain causes a want, a desire to leave this cursed place. Everywhere you look, there are horrific scenes strewn about before you, like an endless, unfinished collage of misery. There lies a torture wheel, with shattered bodies laying inside its greedy mouth. There lies a hangman's noose, still attached to its unfortunate victim. There lies a bloodstained knife and a man in hysterics, the last drops of life dripping from his tainted heart. This is not the place of the select few. This is not where you wanted to end your days. And yet, here you are, standing amid the reeking, rotting, and smashed. You're one of us now.

Welcome to Hell.
I do hope you'll stay awhile.
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[Kōsuke Ueki]

Wait, wait, wait!!

How am I a NEW RPGer. I've been improving on my writing skills every year. I'm sorry, but this is insulting to me.

[Nexev]

Because just cause your IMPROVING doesn't mean your necessarily of a high enough level to be called Decent.

In fact it's harder to improve when your already decent or advanced.

[Twig]

A few minutes later, Twig's name was called from the intercom. He was told to go back to the registration table where he would get his rank and class schedule. As he neared the table, he saw a man yelling at the man at the registration table. He seemed to be complaining about his rank. Twig just stood there, not know what to do.

"Over here, sir," a lady said behind him.

He had not noticed a second table just a few feet from the table where the man was complaining. The lady flipped through a stack of folders, and after a few seconds, found the one she was looking for.

"Here you go, and have a nice day," the lady said as she handed Twig his folder.

He took a seat at a foldaway chair and read the contents of the folder.

"Decent roleplayer, huh?" Twig whispered to himself. "Whatever they say...Now...Where are my classes?"


OOC: I was bored~

[PrimalFear]

Nevert did you acctually read his post? Just asking I'm guessing that Jake made a mistake on the ranking and placed the wrong acceptance for the wrong person. Or Jake saw something I missed either way we have to wait for him to make it clear.

Though from what I saw from the examples Twig should be ranked lower then Assaulter I can explain in detail why I think this if you need my input.

[Blake]

Dude, Twig's was inventive, on the spot, and more. Swift lacked grammar in places, power played (Technically), and switched tenses. Not to mention he used present tense.