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Igan: Rose made me do her work for her again *sigh* Bennie: You could just refuse, you know. Igan: *types away at RP Guide* Yes, but I actually enjoy making these things some times! |
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((Sorry for the late reply, I was soooo busy with homework this week x____x)) Igan paused for a while considering his answer... |
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OOC: Did you get my last message? I'll send it again just in case. IC: Igan paused for a while considering his answer... |
| The painted-pony Warthog of a rich chocolate and cream hue allowed an exasperated sigh to escape his maw as he jadedly pushed a weighty textbook, rich with anatomical knowledge, across the small desk where he had assembled his educational ensemble. His mind throbbed with the new knowledge he had obtained from an entire mid-day of engrossing himself in his habitual studies in the pursuit of increasing his knowledge on the human bone structure. While revising without ceasing, he would nearly always generate a hungry rumble in his gastric region and the words dancing across the page would blur into the colorful diagrams and figures. His head ached for a moment, pleading with him to close down his thoughtful processes and indulge himself with nutritional sustenance. He circumspectly unfolded himself from the chair where he had been studying and stretched his appendages far out to the side to ease the shock from being stationary for so long. Once he was satisfied, he departed the study and began to roam around the small residence trying to locate his hostess, Bennie. Once he found her, he greeted her with a simple, "I think it's snack time." He gently pushed his spectacles up his nose and grinned as he pointed an eager hoof towards the food cabinet. |
| Igan sighed heavily as he pushed a textbook across the desk where he was studying. He had been pouring over his notes all afternoon without any breaks and he was starting to get frustrated with it. He knew, once the print started to blur and his head started to ache, that it was time to stop. He stood up and stretched before exiting his study and going to find Bennie, "I think it's snack time," he said as he adjusted his spectacles and pointed a hoof towards the pantry. |
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A BIG hint to a really good RP has a codename: "Bubbles and Fish". Bubbles and Fish represents a Roleplay as a Fishtank. You have the basic plot, like a simple
action, and some words (The Fish) Example: Issui grunts, "Sure, whatever." He looks up, "Why do you ask?" Now, that's a boring RP. But, when you add life, energy, details, environment, and action (bubbles), you have something with a sense of life and it keeps the "Fish tank" of an RP from going belly up. Example: With a grunt, Issui leans against the wall, running his fingers through his bangs, then finally plays with the end of his braid, avoiding eye contact with the Kougress (or whatever pet/person/thing), "Sure, whatever." His eyes lift to look at the kougress in the eyes, his face left carefully blank to keep from giving away how nervous he was, "Why do you ask?" Now, looking at them, they are EXTREMELY different Roleplays... And yet the Fish in the fishtanks are the same -- I just added Bubbles to the tank on the second one. But, as you mentioned, do not add too many bubbles. X3 |
| Kala grinned shyly and looked at Igan, "Thank you for walking me here, Igan." she reached down to hold his hoof and he squeezed hers in his. "It's always a pleasure." he said with a wink. |
| Kala grinned shyly, "Thank you for walking me here, Igan." She inched her hoof towards his, wondering if it wouldn't be too forward of her to hold hands with him. |
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((Igan: http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/25239951/ He doesn't shop often, so don't be surprised if he seems like he has no idea what he's doing xD It's a fall harvest market, btw, if that means anything!)) Igan grinned as he weaved his way through the supermarket. Crowds usually weren't "his thing", but he loved coming on Saturdays when the out-of-town farmers brought in their goods. He had promised Bennie he'd have a look around and bring her back some fresh vegetables. "Excuse me," he said as he picked up a bell pepper and examined it in his hoof. "How much are you selling these for?" Happy with the answer, he bought a sack of them and turned to continue having a look around the market. |
