Ienzo~Zazu~Tristin

[sephiroth]

Welcome to the RP academy. I, Sephiroth, will be your instructor.

The RP Academy exists as a means to teach others how to further improve upon their abilities as both a writer and an RPer, and ought to be viewed as such. This is by no means a criticism, but instead a valid opportunity to learn and grow. I will be looking forward to this, and I do apologize for taking a while to get back to you on this topic.

That said, the rules are simple.

• Respect the site rules. There will be no changing of any rule that is already in place, such as powerplaying other characters that are played on the forum, godmoding, harassing and other such means of various disrespect. I have little tolerance for this behavior.

• Listen to advice. I cannot teach one who will not learn.

• Feel free to disagree If you have issue with something I said, please feel free to point it out. This is a group effort. That said, should you do so, provide reasoning and your alternative views in a calm, rational, and non-confrontational manner, I will treat you with respect, and expect the same treatment in return.

• Have fun. This is a game; furthermore, this is out of plot (unless you later choose to add this into continuity) roleplay. Anything that does not conflict with the rules goes; and that said, we have a little more leeway here. Namely, the location, situation, and anything else are up in the air. If you want to try out something, feel free to do so.

Consider this a tutorial. If you die here, it is not Game Over as it is on the other boards.

That said, please respond with a RP post, located anywhere and anywhen you desire. Act as if this is a completely in-character, serious RP thread; if you want a starter, or for me to start the thread for you, feel free to request and I will be happy to comply. Chances are I'll not be using one of my characters, for only one of them is anything near social and/or friendly.

I await your next post.

- Sephiroth

[paopuluver]

If it's not to much to ask can you start it off with even a short post so i can get an idea of where we are, whats happening, ext. Thanks.
~Ienzo

[sephiroth]

Severe apologies are in order. I completely lost all writing muse for quite some time, which led to complete inactivity. However, I actually believe it may have passed, which is a good thing. I go insane if I cannot write.

Considering everything, I'll start somewhere rather neutral, that people generally do not start at. Chances are I will utilize the wonderful concept of the NPC here; namely, one I have brought to every board I have ever been on at least once.))


Traverse Town
3:30 PM, not that one can really tell; First District.

"Hoya, get your carpets here! Carpets, anyone?" Dega Cabdella called, in the carrying voice that only the most experienced vendor or auctioneer could ever truly muster. His stand, which had been set up practically the instant just after he arrived, did indeed have carpets, covering old encyclopedias. It was a lot easier to sell carpets than encyclopedias, and as a coverup profession of a respectable anything salesman, he managed to sneak in sales of the books a lot more frequently than one could assume.

Most households either had one already, or saw no reason for one, and of his stock, they were generally the only constants. Nonetheless, undaunted, Cabdella continued on in his quest to supposedly educate, but secretly to make money, and moreover, rid himself of hundreds of complete sets of encyclopedias all for a world that he had not been on for many, many years. As a novelty, they were interesting, yet as a practicality, their use was... questionable. Still, for those not as advanced as Elysia had been, they could prove either the invaluable tool for technological breakthrough, or the single straw that broke the world in a grand nuclear showdown, and had served both purposes, sometimes simultaneously.

Of course, carpets and encyclopedias were only a few of the things he was trying to sell, for as a true salesman who kept to the grand spirit, he knew better than to limit himself. There were small stylized turtles carved of mahogany, containing within their carefully decorated and seivelike shells carved elephants, with a small, suspended planet and moon within them. Should one tilt them, or wind the small device on the turtle's underside, the moon would orbit. There were fuzzles, a Babelfish dispenser, candies, a gyroscope, Elvis's business card, five golden rings, four clockwork calling birds with a decidedly phonelike function, a sonic screwdriver or two, a ship in a bottle with a very concerned-looking crew, whosits and whatsits galore, a metal spork, and the general vast collection that only the experienced trans-planetary wanderer with a genuine bag of holding could ever attain.

"Yaaa-de, you want it, come look!" Eagerly he beckoned passersby, if they either got close or looked promising.

The streets of Traverse were usually either empty or quite busy, with little space between the two extremes. Cabdella found it a very lucrative venture, and tended to return to the small world -- one the Little Prince would certainly approve of -- quite often, for the clientèle was shifting constantly, and you never knew what you could barter for.

On the opposite side, other vendors with a decided specialization in varied areas - food, clothing, jewelry, and more - resided, but generally within shops. A lone moogle wandered back and forth, presumably with a reason to do so, but likely one that it would understand far better than anyone else. A girl with a pair of black bat wings, far too small to ever carry her under any law of physics skipped gaily along, ordering behind her a rather reluctant-looking teenaged rat. A man who may or may not have been asleep leaned against precariously stacked cardboard boxes.

In short, it was an average day; though the term was relative due to the universal constant of day and night basically equaling the same amount of light.

((I could not resist. I really could not.))

[spadedaman]

hey can I jump in?

[sephiroth]

((Generally, I'd be a little hesitant about it, but if you'd like your own session, I can easily work to accommodate that.))

[spadedaman]

ok

[paopuluver]

Tristin Stretched as he walked out of the item shop " Whats with this place, Its so Quite lately." But just as he said this A little man shouted at him as he passed. "Yaaa-de, you want it, come look!". He desided that it couldent hurt to take a look at what the little man had for sale so he walked over to where he was standing and asked what he would recommend for someone looking for an adventure. " Hey, Whats this weird looking thing?" He asked as he picked up one of the turtle things. " Anyways, I dought you have anything that would help me find my friends." He sighed and started to walk away.

(( Sorry for the short post I'm in a hurry I'm late so i Got to go))

[sephiroth]

((The late reply is quite alright.

What we are going to work on first is capitalization. I've noticed you have placed some capital letters in odd places, and for now, it is as good a place to start as any.

A capital letter belongs at the beginning of a sentence or to note a proper noun. There are some stylistic exceptions to provide emphasis, but that is a little advanced workaround.

When breaking up a sdntence, note that even using speech, unless you actually end the sentence, the next word ought not be capitalized. For example:

"Never mind," she laughed airly, pushing away the offered dictionary, "I believe I can manage."
"You certain?" her companion asked, faking genuine concern.
With a nod, she grinned, replying, "Quite."

Note that all of these were different examples of ways of writing speech. Think of speech as a form of writing two sentences in one -- your narrative, and what the character said. As another way, you can write speech as its own sentence, as I often tend to.

Ex:

For a long time the man stared at it, trying to figure out what the thing was. Slowly, hesitantly, he reached one hand forward, almost jerking it back out of reflex as his fingertips connected with the smooth chrome. "You... can hear me...?


What this all boils down to is that a comma is not an indication to capitalize. Generally, that would be for the actual end of a sentence, usually noted by a period, exclamation mark, or question mark. It can also be noted by an ellipsis (...) or very rarely by a dash or two.))

Dega grinned widely and scuttled after Tristan some. "Wait wait, I've got lots of things. Some things you're better off not knowing I have -- want to see one?" The inhuman man was already reaching for what looked like a police baton, covered in bright blue racing stripes. "Looka here, for example. Assault utility club..." Pressing one button made a blade shoot out from the interior, somehow unfolding and growing to a longsword; another button made the sword fold back in, and the whole baton change somewhat to function as a firearm...

"I've probably got something," he insisted, setting aside the A.U.C. and earnestly studying Tristan. "You may not know you want it, or need it... but you'll find it here."

[paopuluver]

Since the little man was putting so much effort into getting him to buy something, he decided to give him a chance. When the man had finished showing Tristin the A.U.C he was kind of hesitant to look at what the man had to offer, but if there was a chance of finding Phoebe he would take it. " Do you think you might have anything that would help me travel to other worlds," he asked the short man who looked to be studying him.

Before he heard the answer Tristin saw a sparkle in the corner of the items the little man was selling, it was a book and he had a really weird felling he'd seen it before, but that's imposable he thought to himself, " Where did you get this book," Tristin inquired.

(( I tried to use comma's to see if I understood the concept... Was this post any better?))

[sephiroth]

((Yes, much.

As for commas, there are still places where they could be inserted. A good rule of thumb is to place them wherever your yourself would pause in normal speech, though it does not always apply, by a long shot.

Also try to run spellcheck through everything you post; it helps.))

Dega did not even pause. "Ah, yes, this. It was traded for an umbrella a long time ago." He would, naturally, allow trades, anything for anything provided there was an equal exchange of some sort; though his definition of value sometimes was skewed. There were, also, times that he would let someone have something for a massive bargain, depending on need...

He let the transportation issue slide for now, though there was a likely chance that the genie-infested flashlight may assist. This was something that may be of more value...

"Recognize it, do you?" he continued, after a slight pause.

((Short... but it's a post.))

[paopuluver]

When the little man asked if he had seen the book, his memory was jogged , " Yes I think I do, but I can't seem to remember from where," He said slightly puzzled. Then it hit him, this book looked like one his mother used to read to him every night,"If you don't mind me asking, did you happen to get the name of the person who traded you this book," he asked excited in the fact that he might just have found a clue to finding his friend.

This little man is proving to have a lot of useful information, and Tristin hadn't even bothered to ask his name, " if you don't mind me asking sir, What is you name," Tristin asked the man who has been helpful to him.

[sephiroth]

((Sorry for taking time to post, but I was formulating a reply for this and it seemed to take overlong.

This time, tenses.

What I refer to here is posting in present and past tense. Generally, RP posts take up the third-person past tense storytelling format, such as 'she walked away' or 'he grinned'. These can be stylistically edited, and certainly thought is usually present tense, but as a whole, seek to be consistent with your tense usage.

"This little man was proving to have..."

Also, unless continuing from a sentence already started, capitalize sentences in quotations. Regard these as following normal sentence rules.))

Dega shook his head at the initial question, though true to form, words soon followed action. He was one who talked swiftly and often, and yet still irritatingly never seemed to interrupt, or miss a point. "No, I did not." And with that, he let the topic slide, for favor of answering the second question.

"Many names, many indeed," the little man replied with a smile, but before there was a chance for even reaction, continued. "Dega Cabdella at your service."

He did not answer often, or much; and when he did, they were just exactly what you asked, or sometimes only thought you did. Information was another thing that could just as easily come at a price -- one usually accidentally paid, only when it was far too late...

[paopuluver]

A little confused by what Dega had said, he shook his head, "Anyways, I was wondering how much or what it would take for you to take me to where you got this book?" Tristin asked. Not expecting a quick reply he changed the topic, " I haven't seen much of this part of the town, and I was wondering if you could tell me whats around here," Tristin stated. His legs were starting to get tired for all of the standing and walking he had done before finding such a strange little place, He sat down just to the left of the little man, on a pile of stacked crates.

He started to tear up a little bit, thinking of how long he had been searching for Phoebe, and that this could be just the thing he needed to help him find her. He put his hands behind his head, and fell backwards to lay on the crates, It was turning out to be a great afternoon.

(( I am extremely sorry, I just didn't really have a good way to reply until now, because I didn't want to post anything to horrible.))

[sephiroth]

((Apologies for not getting back to this sooner. Augh.))

"Hmm," the little man thought, then nodded. "Information is usually the priciest of all things..." Here, he nodded again, then shook his head. "I will tell you two things -" and here he raised his hand, two fingers held up, "- that you ask. What do you want to know most?"

Everyone had a part to play, and this youth was hardly exempt. Being who he was, with the part to play that he had, Dega Cabdella understood that, and knew better than to think he, as a salesman, was outside the system. Instead, the heavy part fell upon him to set things in motion, and to make certain that which needed to happen more than anything else did, and at the right time.

The universe fed off karma. Keeping it happy, after all, was good for business...