In a cataclysm known as the Nightfall, the worlds were almost completely destroyed by a harrowing surge of darkness.
In the shadows of the ensuing chaos a new group has taken shape. Led by an Aegyl named Kalos, the 11th Hour touts an esoteric knowledge of how to combat the darkness and restore the worlds. They might be the worlds’ best chance at survival; but nobody really knows enough about them to confirm or deny their claims.
On the brink of collapse, the universe holds its breath in anticipation. Of restoration? Of destruction? It is up to individuals like yourself to decide.
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Welcome to the RP Academy, orbotron. I'm Leon and will be your instructor for you session in the RP Academy.
Here is how this will work:
After the entry post, which is just here to explain rules and expectations, as well as procedure, you will post with your character. So treat it like an actual thread, because that's what it is, more or less. The purpose here is to improve with your skills as a writer. You get to pick the setting and everything with your post, and I will react accordingly with a character that will fit in said situation. Occasionally, a situation will end quickly, and depending on if you're ready to pass along into the boards or not, we'll just start with a new one.
These skills will include grammar, spelling, characterization, general writing skill, and anything else you might think you need help with.
The rules are as as follows:
Rules of the site? Yup. They apply. Meaning, spamming, language, all that jazz, and I suggest that you re-read them if you might have trouble. Other rules? I ask that you try and follow my example and instruction; if I'm being unclear, then ask!
Instructions will be posted as if in OOC commentary. ((Like this.)) This should be noted that OOC commentary should be as such for you, too.
Questions are always good! That said-- go right ahead and post, and we'll get this show on the road!
Thanathos stumbles into the "Timat" bar in a haze. He shambles towards a dimly lit corner booth thinking; "How did I ever wind up in a dive like this! I used to serve the Emperor!" He drops into the booth in a rather grumpy manner. "Oh, but he isn't here anymore! Or that foul Randi!" Thanathos smiles.Then, his smile fades. "Nor is mana, the source of my power. "'Ethers' provide a dram of mana's power it seems. I must look into this in detail." At this moment a waitress in a blue argyle mini-skirt approaches Thanathos. "Hello sir!" she greets in a rather sprightly voice "How can I help you today?" "Bring me some coffee. Black." Thanathos barks at the young woman.
---Time passes. Thanathos Broods. Coffee is brewed.---
Thanathos grumbles a few rather rude words of "Thanks" to the young woman and orders her away. "Okaaay....If you need me, just ask for Tami..." "And if I don't?" He snaps in response. Thanathos looks down into his coffee, noticing his gold mask has became rather tarnished over the years. He absentmindedly thinks to himself "I need to get a new mask, the ruler of this miserable chunk of earth must look his finest." He uncorks an ether and pours it into the coffee, the sparkly blue draft swirls into the roasted bean juice. The blue color completely fades into the mixture. He picks up the drought, and prepares to quaff the repugnant drink. "UGH! I'VE TASTED SLIME MOLD FRESHER THAN THIS!" He bellows. People stare. Thanthos glares. Much despair. "It's quite unfair!" I don't deserve this! I was going to rule the world! ....Now I'm poor and sleep at an inn! And what of these black imps? They are unlike any beast I've ever seen before.....
((Thank you for your patience with me. Now, to get started, lets hammer out some details. First and foremost, the passing of time.
"---Time passes. Thanathos Broods. Coffee is brewed.---"
That's a little inaccurate in terms of how the "flow" of it should go. It looks jerky and haphazard, rather than complete. And rather silly. Try using this for sentences, instead of just a choppy section of text that doesn't need to be there. Such as: "Time passed, slowly it seemed, as Thanathos brooded, mulled, and contemplated, waiting for his coffee." See how much better that is? It flows much more smoothly.
Secondly. Type in present-past tense. This is easier than present tense and looks less noobish. You don't ever see "Thanathos barks at the young woman." or anything of the sort written in novels. "Thanathos barked at the young woman." has a smoother feel. As far as grammar goes, paragraphing is also needed.
"Okaaay....If you need me, just ask for Tami..." "And if I don't?" He snaps in response.
Turn into...
"Okaaay....If you need me, just ask for Tami..."
"And if I don't?" He snaps in response.
See? It's so much easier to read and also flows better, too. Another thing you need to do is focus less on other characters. It's possible to do that in posting by working with more in-depth with descriptions, their inner self and thoughts. Speaking of thoughts, trying not using simple quotations. Many people take that as actually talking out loud to themselves. "Thoughts" look like words and 'thought' looks a bit better. Or simple trying using italics for thought to signify they're thinking to themselves. It creates less confusion.
And you don't need "---End scene---" at the end of a post. That usually implies that the thread is complete, rather than the post being over. We'll talk more in-depth about detail of posts and such once these kinks have been worked out. Following my example, and adding greater depth of description, also, will improve your posts.))
Briva was quite a woman.
She was thick in bone set and not at all very thin. Her skin was a dark almost-chocolate, with surprisingly carefully straightened dark brown-almost-black hair that dropped about her heavy-set shoulders. Her lips, while full and well framed in her shapely face, were now pressed into a hard line of disappointment. Her brown eyes had been peeled on him for some time and she knew, knew this man was likely to be trouble. And that out burst? Tami was likely not to go near him. Briva wouldn't allow it.
"You sit tight, honey," Briva told the two men (mainly the one who'd engaged her in friendly conversation) she'd been serving key-lime pie to, her long, dark lacquered nails tapping against the counter top for just a brief moment while she considered things. Briva had been running Timat for many years now and this... this upstart was one of, although not the worst, of the few things she increasingly disliked about the in-crop of "travelers" that were coming into town.
The dark-skinned bar woman pulled her frame from behind the counter and approached the table with a careful level of consideration, though barely concealed disdain, in her eyes, quirking a carefully shaped and plucked brow.
"Do you have a problem, sugar?" Briva asked, yes, but there was a clear statement under her words. Thanathos carefully looked over, and Briva didn't like, at all, this man's attitude. And then sent her Look to the rest of the patrons, sending them back to their own business. Briva was in charge, there was no doubt about that. She folded her arms over her chest, satisfied with this.
Thanathos sat in the dimly lit "Timat" bar and brooded. "I used to have it all," he though to himself. "Money, power, and I had the world in check. "Then Randi rears his heroic head. Damn Randi and Damn the Mana Goddess and her blasted sword!"
Thanathos signaled for the waitress.
"Then those odd black balls showed up and ruined everything...I had him on the ropes too!"
"Hi, I'm Tambitha, can I take your order?"
"Coffee, black, and make it snappy!."
"right away...sir."
Thanathos watch Tambitha, and wondered how long it was sense he felt any carnal attraction. Not long enough he decided upon. He also though how long it had been sense he lost his power. "It seems there is little to no free Mana in this world, but this 'Ether' brew seems to make up for it."
"Here's your coffee....Sir...."Tabitha mutters. 'Huh? Oh, yes. I didn't see you there. NOW GO AWAY"
"Huh, caught me off guard."
Thanathos pulled a small silver vial from his robes. He poured the contents into his hot coffee. The sparkling blue liquid into the burnt brown liquid. The two liquids spiraled together in a way that would make the most beautiful sunset look bland. ((Shame Thanathos didn't see it. Maybe he wouldn't be so cruel.)) Thanathos picked up the cup and drained the contents. "EUGH! THAT'S NOT BLACK!" Thanathos bellowed!
((Please make note that I didn't mean for you to use the same post over. I simply meant for you to continue from my post, as if actually RPing, for you to bounce off of.
And I do see some improvement! But... I'm also seeing some of the same problems. Be sure to read through the repost of my example and keep in mind the things I mentioned.))
Briva was quite a woman.
She was thick in bone set and not at all very thin. Her skin was a dark almost-chocolate, with surprisingly carefully straightened dark brown-almost-black hair that dropped about her heavy-set shoulders. Her lips, while full and well framed in her shapely face, were now pressed into a hard line of disappointment. Her brown eyes had been peeled on him for some time and she knew, knew this man was likely to be trouble. And that out burst? Tabitha was likely not to go near him. Briva wouldn't allow it.
"You sit tight, honey," Briva told the two men (mainly the one who'd engaged her in friendly conversation) she'd been serving key-lime pie to, her long, dark lacquered nails tapping against the counter top for just a brief moment while she considered things. Briva had been running Timat for many years now and this... this upstart was one, although not the worst, of the few things she increasingly disliked about the in-crop of "travelers" that were coming into town.
The dark-skinned bar woman pulled her frame from behind the counter and approached the table with a careful level of consideration, though barely concealed disdain, in her eyes, quirking a carefully shaped and plucked brow.
"Do you have a problem, sugar?" Briva asked, yes, but there was a clear statement under her words. She carefully looked the man over, and Briva didn't like, at all, this man's attitude. And then sent her Look to the rest of the patrons, sending them back to their own business. Briva was in charge, there was no doubt about that. She folded her arms over her chest, satisfied with this.
"Yes, as a mater of fact I do;" Thanathos snapped back.
"For one," Thanathos ticked away on his nails."the lighting is inadequate. Two, I ordered black coffee. Three this table is wobbly. Four, I'm sick and slowly dieing. And five, there's another one of those black creatures behind you and I don't know what they are!"
