"It's okay, I think it's cool," Oliver grinned, showing his teeth vastly. He inched closer to see the work, lightly grabbing the sketchbook to inspect it. He raised his eyebrows, admonished.
"Hey, it looks just like me!" Oliver laughed, amazed by the image in front of him. "You'll have to draw...
Oliver snapped out of his daydream when he felt eyes on him. His nostrils flared lightly out of instinct, but he relaxed when he found the "intruder." It was a classmate from his school, who seemed nice enough. And he was just doing homework. Or...
No, he was drawing Oliver. He quickly looked...
"Wired. My name is Wired," he answered gruffly. His good hand latched onto the table, it's tensing the only giveaway that he was in pain.
He stared unabashedly at the Bayer kid. "Does that mean I can call you Nathaniel? Love being on first name basis with my targets," he drawled sarcastically...
The rival detective's sounds pretty cool, actually. Perhaps they end up stuck in the haunted house (as in, the fun ones, not like a rumored haunted house just in case that wasn't clear, lol) and they're being chased by the unknown and one of the characters believes in ghost and the other is...
Wired stared blankly at the kid as he patted him down, and seemingly nonchalantly drag the assassin out of the room. Sure, he pretty much surrendered, but he appeared too comfortable to be around a trained killer.
Wired avoided flinching when the kid suddenly reached for his mask, removing it...
Oh boy, I don't mind either. The possibilities are endless. We could do private investigators checking out a haunted house where a kid died and there's rumors of real ghosts, we could do two teenagers dabbling in dark arts who accidentally summon their own demon, we could do a bank robbery...
Wired shrugged, but released a small gasp of pain when he realized he tried to move his injured shoulder. This was the trigger for him realizing that he had been losing too much blood. Quickly debating, Wired decided he'd rather be at the mercy of some sick kid than die of blood loss in front of...
Oliver Cradbury sat alone on a bench one blustery autumn afternoon. The echo of fire from his belly of lava as a dragon served its purpose I'm keeping the young man warm, although he still dressed for the weather in a black cardigan over a striped gray and black sweater, accompanied by a dark...
"Hey, quit moving or I'll shoot, and we'll both be damned," Wired said menacingly, but his young face didn't do his attitude any justice. At least he was entirely calm, and almost clear-headed. Pain and adrenaline did this to him.
"It's a good thing I don't do this job for the glamour, huh?"...
Wired growled as the gun failed to fall to the floor. Instead, he barely managed to dodge a bullet. Oh, he was so getting more than his other half for this. Wired grunted, surprised to find the bullet had actually nicked his shoulder, and now he was bleeding. Shit, Wired cursed.
He swallowed...
I often do multiple paragraphs, and the length differs on the structure, since y'know, rules like new paragraph for different people speaking, introducing new motivations, etc. Generally several paragraphs. Also. Yes. Dragons! PM me? c: I've got an idea I'll share!
Wired watched as the kid panicked, from his safe hiding spot; half behind a bookshelf, shadowed by the low lighting. He watched the Bayer boy leave (shit, he forgot to shut the window) and re-enter, only to rifle in his desk for a hand gun and a knife.
Wired almost sighed, but resisted. This...
I'm looking for a advanced literate roleplayer who is willing and interested in exploring ideas with me. My expectations are simple: proper grammar and structure, interesting prose, and enough length to incite a response. PM me if you have any questions about that!
Forgive me if my writing is...
I don't have any set in stone role play ideas, but I'm interested in having a role play partner to explore ideas. I'd PM you, but I'm a new member. We should brainstorm sometime. [: