triceybabe (triceybabe) wrote in original_slash, @ 2007-10-08 14:03:00 |
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Obligatory First Post
Just a friendly mod message... I really hope you guys have a good time here. Writing and roleplaying is all about expressing yourself imaginatively, so it should be fun.
Username: triceybabe
Preference: I really don't like rping on gaia. We are restricted and I'd rather not break the rules. I like to original games. Very rare that I will delve into fandom rp's unless its Harry Potter. My preference is many; but my favorite is Modern time/Supernatural or Modern time/Fantasy. I also like Fuedal era/Fantasy. Mostly I like playing humans but love my partner to be something exotic. Like a vampire, or ghost, etc. You get the point. I'll play chan/shota as well.
Any Current RP's You're In: Yep Yep just with one other so you won't have to worry about the times with me. Here's an old unfinished game.
Sora walked down the beach kicking up the sand irritably. He was
aggravated. He had just got into a fight with his mother and she told his to get
out the house for the rest of the day. Walking along the beach, the fourteen
year old, stepped on a rock with his bare feet. "Ow!" he said painfully. He
picks up the rock and threw it in the ocean angrily.
The cold water of the front washed over the rocky beaches. Such
was good, as these colder waters kept most of the crowds away, and it was quiet,
save for one noticeable figure not too far out. The figure just seemed to rise
out from the chilly water, moving toward shore as the dicernably male form went
toward a small bundle of things upon shore- mainly a towel. There wasn't
anything too spectacular going on otherwise, save for the threat of cold.
"Storms commin." the other muttered to himself, wether or not the boy was about
to hear it or not. "It's comming.. over the horizon... a bad one."
Sora, in his angry state, didn't notice the storm clouds
darkening the sky. He sat down on the sand and drew his knees up to his chin. He
was suddenly cold, but he thought it was just from his anger. He gazed out at
the rapidly churning ocean and almost wished he was part of that rapid world.
The older male picked up his things, walking along the beach
only to come acrost him. "Hey, you know.. it's going to..." Not that it
mattered, because the ends of his sentance where finished with a loud crack and
the sky above simply pouring. It had been grey before with no definition of
clouds, the darker ones quite visible as voilent, storm. "You better get to
shelter.. I think it's going to be bad.. last a while." He turned his head and
looked toward home. Had he simply come to warn him? "You had better go quick. I
should, too. It's a walk down the opposite end."
Sora looks up at that first crack of thunder. He seemed genually
surprised to be getting rained upon. "It doesn't matter. I have no where to go,
anyway." He spoke matter factly not self piting. Lightening streaked the sky
lighting his upturned face.
"Ah, then you should still try. Come along then." He spoke,
leading back to his place, although, he'd care not to check if the boy followed.
His house was built far above the shore line, between rocks where it was
anchored, protected from such storms. "Home sweet home." He murmured, throwing
his beach things inside the bathroom, towel wet even more. New and dry clothes
were gotten for himself, after all, he'd just been swimming.
Sora followed the man with his eyes. He watched as the man
walked into a safe looking house. Biting his bottom lip, almost childishly, he
decided that anything was better than sitting here getting rained upon. He stood
and followed the path the man had set in the sand. He walked into the house and
closed the door, keeping the storm outside the door. He stood in front of the
door, not sure what to do now. Although, it had just started raining, the boy
was soaked from head to toe.
He hasn't even asked his name, or even said hello. The other
threw a dry towel at him, assuming he knew how to use it. "Just stay there...
I'll be out in a few moments, then you can use the bath." He spoke, taking a
quick shower to warm up and wash the salt from his hair, emerging in slacker's
clean clothing. "Go ahead." He spoke, although he'd insist it to avoid a cold,
offering just plain shorts and a shirt for temporary wearing. He even wore loose
stuff. He'd take a seat in the livingroom area, upon the couch, throwing his
feet up on one side as he lay back with a soft sigh. "Times like this make me
restless."
Sora sneezed. "Excuse me," he murmured. He walked into the
bathroom and stared at his reflection in the mirror. Almost disgusted by what he
saw, he stepped into the warm shower. Washing the sand and grime from his body,
he sighed. He stepped out of the shower and toweled his body dry. He put the
cloths on that the man had given him and giggled. He loose clothes hung off his
thin frame making him look even more undernourished than he already was. He went
back to the living room and stood by the couch where the man was laying. "Thank
you," he said softly to him.
He glanced up with stormy blue-grey eyes that seemed just slight
lined with silver before they'd blink and be gone. "No problem." He spoke,
seeming tired above all else, wavy black hair clinging still to a slightly
tanned, attractive face. Body was fit, not bad either. He even had a few
tattoos, although the noticable ones for now would be on his left upper arm
while the other was on the plain of his back. "What do you do- occupy yourself.
I'll make food soon if you are hungry, but I dont' have too much right now. I
need a nap first..."
Sora nodded and went to the window that overlooked the beach. The sky had darkened, drastically, making it seem like night time.
Questions/Misc.: I'm picky about my partners. I like long, well thought of, games. Let's face it... jumping into a random game ends too quickly and isn't half as satisfying. My partner also have to be grammically correct please. Not perfect, but I'd like to be able to read what you're typing. I beg of it!