Post by Poison Arrow on Sept 26, 2010 14:53:53 GMT
Well, everyone has their own individual style of posting, and that's allowed, but there are a few rules you're requested to abide by, just to keep people happy ^^
1. Small amount of swearing allowed - the occasional curse the character mutters under their breath is okay(or maybe they shout it, doesn't matter), but please no F*ing and Blinding all through the post. Character wants a Temper Tantrum? Mouse Dung, Fox Brains, Shingle and Sugar, use your imagination!
2. No Powerplaying. This means controlling another character.
3. More than 200 words, please. It's really not that much - two large paragraphs does it, although more is nice =)
4. You must put how many words there were in your post underneath it. Just type in 'Word counter' to Google and it comes up with dozens of options for Copying and Pasting in!!
5. Size 1 please, and the Font anything as long as it's easily readable. That way it's neater.
6. Speech in bold and speech marks, if you would ^^ Easier to read, easier to understand.
Also, some good things to do are putting a quote or few lines of lyrics on the top and bottom of your post, aswell as your characters name. This is just for fun, but it can make posts look nicer and it gives good Empathy for the character - the wolf is sad, put sad lyrics, the wolf is feeling brave, put a brave quote and so on. But those are Optional, so don't feel you must, although we'd prefer it if you do ^^
So, a good example of exactly something we're looking for might be:
The sun shone its last lights through the trees onto the Forest Floor, the leaves above distorting and altering it so it feel in dappled shades. Most of the wolves of this side of the mountain would be back at the camp, settling down as the shadows set in. But a single shadow moved through the woodland. His paws barely made a sound as they carried the lank, thin body through the area, head low and pace slow, an angsty depression on his pinched face. The sun above the forest was an orange orb that slowly sank to the plateau far, far away to the East, as it cast those beautiful slanting rays on the last few things its desperate fingers could touch as day scrabbled for rebirth. It would come back soon, but not yet.
He moved on through the trees, a silent shadow amongst their tall trunks, with bark that bore many a claw or tooth mark as they sharpened their fangs, and he did not slow his pace, barely reacting as a Partridge squawked and flapped out of its cover, although many another wolf would have leapt after it. He cared not for food, or to take another's life. He was just tired.
Even now, though, in the solitude of the dying sun-lit wood, he knew he was not alone. A voice over there, a howl back at camp... And as the sun set he was beginning to feel the faintest whispering in his mind of the other Poison Arrow; the Alpha of the Rebels, and suddenly he let out a vicious barking howl of anger that split open the night which, despite the previous small noises, had been relatively still. It was because of his twin that he was like this! Because of his twin that he was stuck here, ever alone and hated, forced into submission by the power of that Rebel's luck in the picking. The other had got the brains, the muscles, the power. The other had got popularity and kindness and happiness, and here he was, stuck with a thin disposure, angsty personality and generally the short end of the stick. Oh yeah, and there was the definite knowing inside of you that told you could never amount to anything because of the wonder of your twin. Ach, he hated it!
The single ring in his lip glinted as a final light stroked it and Poison Arrow snarled as it glanced off into his eye. Even the light wasn't on his side! With the blood boiling through him, he span around as something touched his side, hoping to see a little pup he could sink his fangs into - no doubt it had a loner twin or something like that; Wolves with loners as their doubles always had a better deal, as they were relatively free to do as they wished without the limits of opposite fate.
But it was only a twig, and as he snapped at it it jabbed into his eye, bringing a mournful yelp from his lips.
Just alone. He wanted to be alone, but always something stopped him. Like the sound and scent of another wolf behind...
@!533``
~Poison Arrow
The title of the Thread can be anything, and is usually to do with what the character feels like, 'Impossible to be Alone' and 'Sleepless Nights' and so on, and if the Thread is open to anyone please put {OPEN}* after it, and if it is for one person specifically please put their Username after it, like this {Schizo}* or the like.
So that's all, and let's get Posting!!! :D
*You don't have to use { } - you could use [ ], ( ), or some other form of Bracket =)
1. Small amount of swearing allowed - the occasional curse the character mutters under their breath is okay(or maybe they shout it, doesn't matter), but please no F*ing and Blinding all through the post. Character wants a Temper Tantrum? Mouse Dung, Fox Brains, Shingle and Sugar, use your imagination!
2. No Powerplaying. This means controlling another character.
3. More than 200 words, please. It's really not that much - two large paragraphs does it, although more is nice =)
4. You must put how many words there were in your post underneath it. Just type in 'Word counter' to Google and it comes up with dozens of options for Copying and Pasting in!!
5. Size 1 please, and the Font anything as long as it's easily readable. That way it's neater.
6. Speech in bold and speech marks, if you would ^^ Easier to read, easier to understand.
Also, some good things to do are putting a quote or few lines of lyrics on the top and bottom of your post, aswell as your characters name. This is just for fun, but it can make posts look nicer and it gives good Empathy for the character - the wolf is sad, put sad lyrics, the wolf is feeling brave, put a brave quote and so on. But those are Optional, so don't feel you must, although we'd prefer it if you do ^^
So, a good example of exactly something we're looking for might be:
Solitude...
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The sun shone its last lights through the trees onto the Forest Floor, the leaves above distorting and altering it so it feel in dappled shades. Most of the wolves of this side of the mountain would be back at the camp, settling down as the shadows set in. But a single shadow moved through the woodland. His paws barely made a sound as they carried the lank, thin body through the area, head low and pace slow, an angsty depression on his pinched face. The sun above the forest was an orange orb that slowly sank to the plateau far, far away to the East, as it cast those beautiful slanting rays on the last few things its desperate fingers could touch as day scrabbled for rebirth. It would come back soon, but not yet.
He moved on through the trees, a silent shadow amongst their tall trunks, with bark that bore many a claw or tooth mark as they sharpened their fangs, and he did not slow his pace, barely reacting as a Partridge squawked and flapped out of its cover, although many another wolf would have leapt after it. He cared not for food, or to take another's life. He was just tired.
Even now, though, in the solitude of the dying sun-lit wood, he knew he was not alone. A voice over there, a howl back at camp... And as the sun set he was beginning to feel the faintest whispering in his mind of the other Poison Arrow; the Alpha of the Rebels, and suddenly he let out a vicious barking howl of anger that split open the night which, despite the previous small noises, had been relatively still. It was because of his twin that he was like this! Because of his twin that he was stuck here, ever alone and hated, forced into submission by the power of that Rebel's luck in the picking. The other had got the brains, the muscles, the power. The other had got popularity and kindness and happiness, and here he was, stuck with a thin disposure, angsty personality and generally the short end of the stick. Oh yeah, and there was the definite knowing inside of you that told you could never amount to anything because of the wonder of your twin. Ach, he hated it!
The single ring in his lip glinted as a final light stroked it and Poison Arrow snarled as it glanced off into his eye. Even the light wasn't on his side! With the blood boiling through him, he span around as something touched his side, hoping to see a little pup he could sink his fangs into - no doubt it had a loner twin or something like that; Wolves with loners as their doubles always had a better deal, as they were relatively free to do as they wished without the limits of opposite fate.
But it was only a twig, and as he snapped at it it jabbed into his eye, bringing a mournful yelp from his lips.
Just alone. He wanted to be alone, but always something stopped him. Like the sound and scent of another wolf behind...
@!533``
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I WISH
~Poison Arrow
The title of the Thread can be anything, and is usually to do with what the character feels like, 'Impossible to be Alone' and 'Sleepless Nights' and so on, and if the Thread is open to anyone please put {OPEN}* after it, and if it is for one person specifically please put their Username after it, like this {Schizo}* or the like.
So that's all, and let's get Posting!!! :D
*You don't have to use { } - you could use [ ], ( ), or some other form of Bracket =)