Post by Rooku Novafire on Apr 22, 2008 20:42:10 GMT -5
This is something I wrote for a One on One RP I had with a friend of mine over AIM. 
My friends and I RP alllllll the time over the Firstclass email server which connects my I.T Based Magnet school. =)
^___^ I have loads of RP Intro's saved onto my computer that I have written, this is one my best ones that I think I have written so far.
"Why must you humans always be so ******* incompetent?!"A stern, dominant voice echoed through only a yard ways of some dampening brush."I gave you a simple act, yet you could not see past your frivolous mannerisms!"
A meak, immature voice was heard in response. "Please! Give me yet another chance to fulfill this duty! My brot-"
"Do I look like I give a **** what your brother said?!" A loud, flesh attacking flesh noise was heard.
"Ow!"
"I'm getting rid of you, I'm tired of your constant straggling." He said looking down at the male whom was on his knees.
The human fell on his rear end, and began to struggle backwards. "Oh lord, please.." He spat out, stuttering.
A glare. A sense of fear. Then it came.
Bile began to pour from the human's head out of seemingly nowhere. Upon the human's fearful gaze meeting his own liquid pouring down his face, a blood curdling scream ran through the woods, louder than the before speaking.
Ebonic like hair beaconed through the diffused light of the moon. Talon tipped phalanges gently reached up, sifting the large, thick bangs out of his red glinted eyes. A breath of air escaped his gently curved, parted lips as his digits gently tapped the large pointed ears that resided the sides of his head. A metal choker was engrossed upon his masculine neck. The choker was gray in color, a maroon diamond gently resting within a knit of closely defined demonic insignias at the middle of the choker. A similiar one placed at his forehead where his hair met his forehead.
The figure that stepped out of the forest line was a tall, muscular, yet lean one. The figure stood at almost two fullgrown human men stacked upon eachother. There was something placed on his back that drew attention from his normally handsome, defined feature on his face. Substantial wings were mounted pridely upon the bones jetting out of his back. They had an interval of three yards. The wings were most definately livid.
Other than this, the figure was clad in dark clothing, as most demon males were, upon giving their state of origin.
The top, or shirt, that most humans called it, was a dark, silk, cut short at the latissimus dorsi on his chest, wrapping around the chest raggedly in a tight fit, reavealing the given, sinewy form he was given. Attached to these open flaps were the same dark gray metal bands, gently wrapping around in thick circlets, attached to the metal chain shoulder cuffs he wore at each shoulder, looking as if he was contrained, though it was quite the latter.
His arm matched his upper trunk in the meaning of muscularity. At his forearms, he wore a dark gray silver linked elbow high, fingerless gloves.Random designs and crests were printed on random areas of the arm. All of which he knew every thing there was to know about.
A brown box was seen, he sniffed the air gently.
"I know that demonic scent.." He said, water dripping down his chin and onto the tainted grass. The box was the small house that was sitting peacefully, it was being disrupted. And with a sense of adventure, he liked it.
Ryo, the demon's forthright, gently took a few steps up, the roof that covered the square porch protecting his gaze from the constant rain.
He ran his fingernails gently against the balsa wood like door that slid in and out to whatever was concealed inside.
My friends and I RP alllllll the time over the Firstclass email server which connects my I.T Based Magnet school. =)
^___^ I have loads of RP Intro's saved onto my computer that I have written, this is one my best ones that I think I have written so far.
"Why must you humans always be so ******* incompetent?!"A stern, dominant voice echoed through only a yard ways of some dampening brush."I gave you a simple act, yet you could not see past your frivolous mannerisms!"
A meak, immature voice was heard in response. "Please! Give me yet another chance to fulfill this duty! My brot-"
"Do I look like I give a **** what your brother said?!" A loud, flesh attacking flesh noise was heard.
"Ow!"
"I'm getting rid of you, I'm tired of your constant straggling." He said looking down at the male whom was on his knees.
The human fell on his rear end, and began to struggle backwards. "Oh lord, please.." He spat out, stuttering.
A glare. A sense of fear. Then it came.
Bile began to pour from the human's head out of seemingly nowhere. Upon the human's fearful gaze meeting his own liquid pouring down his face, a blood curdling scream ran through the woods, louder than the before speaking.
Ebonic like hair beaconed through the diffused light of the moon. Talon tipped phalanges gently reached up, sifting the large, thick bangs out of his red glinted eyes. A breath of air escaped his gently curved, parted lips as his digits gently tapped the large pointed ears that resided the sides of his head. A metal choker was engrossed upon his masculine neck. The choker was gray in color, a maroon diamond gently resting within a knit of closely defined demonic insignias at the middle of the choker. A similiar one placed at his forehead where his hair met his forehead.
The figure that stepped out of the forest line was a tall, muscular, yet lean one. The figure stood at almost two fullgrown human men stacked upon eachother. There was something placed on his back that drew attention from his normally handsome, defined feature on his face. Substantial wings were mounted pridely upon the bones jetting out of his back. They had an interval of three yards. The wings were most definately livid.
Other than this, the figure was clad in dark clothing, as most demon males were, upon giving their state of origin.
The top, or shirt, that most humans called it, was a dark, silk, cut short at the latissimus dorsi on his chest, wrapping around the chest raggedly in a tight fit, reavealing the given, sinewy form he was given. Attached to these open flaps were the same dark gray metal bands, gently wrapping around in thick circlets, attached to the metal chain shoulder cuffs he wore at each shoulder, looking as if he was contrained, though it was quite the latter.
His arm matched his upper trunk in the meaning of muscularity. At his forearms, he wore a dark gray silver linked elbow high, fingerless gloves.Random designs and crests were printed on random areas of the arm. All of which he knew every thing there was to know about.
A brown box was seen, he sniffed the air gently.
"I know that demonic scent.." He said, water dripping down his chin and onto the tainted grass. The box was the small house that was sitting peacefully, it was being disrupted. And with a sense of adventure, he liked it.
Ryo, the demon's forthright, gently took a few steps up, the roof that covered the square porch protecting his gaze from the constant rain.
He ran his fingernails gently against the balsa wood like door that slid in and out to whatever was concealed inside.
