UltraFomi
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You ready for this?
Imagine a thread where people spend more time on the "Lore" tab than on their initial post. Imagine an intricate plot with detailed characters before you start to role-play. Imagine being able to experience a world made by your own hands.
That's what I'm offering.
Now, don't get me wrong, I love fast-paced RP's as much as the next person; the story takes twists that I doubt any of the authors would have envisioned. It's fun. But there are days when the random bickering between characters just doesn't cut it. I've seen too often a thread where it starts promising, but within the first ten pages, all suspense and action has completely died off because--surprise!--no one plotted anything so everyone is hopelessly lost. If you haven't experienced this, well, lucky for you. Because it's frustrating.
Thing is, good planning--real planning--takes time, and who wants to invest hours of hard work and dedication into something that might not even get off the ground? You can say it how you like, but actual plotting takes some grit and determination. Not that it can't be fun. (:
So, why am I here? You've probably guessed why. I'd like to find a person who's as serious about plotting as I am, one who won't quit on me after a week. If I'm to be completely honest, I'll say that I visit RpNation daily-ish, but my posts would come less frequently, maybe only a few times a week. I don't have any RP's on this site, or at least I haven't for many many months, but if you want an example of my writing style, I'll put it in the spoiler below. Anyone who's plotted before knows that, sometimes, it's more fun than the actual RP itself. Key word: sometimes. World-building, character development, plot twists, all that jazz. Don't worry. It's not nearly as hard as it sounds, and in the end, you end up with a pretty fantastic story line to follow. But you knew that.
EDIT
Due to time constraints, I can only pick one partner. Sorry for any convenience this causes anyone.
That morning, much like any other Leaf-fall morning, started with the sun cresting over the large forest, bathing the secluded camp in a bright, golden glow. A few cats milled about, chatting to each other or aimlessly wandering, but nothing unusual. Somewhere nearby, Blazingpaw heard the high-pitched chirps as a pair of bluejays flew teasingly above their heads, protected by the leaves and branches that separated them.
It was a good morning - a peaceful morning.
Stretching, the orange apprentice rose out of her small, mossy nest and padded out into the clearing. Well, clearing was a strong word for it. Maybe something more along the lines of a somewhat open patch of forest, or the only place where fifteen trees weren't battling to grow in the same place. For StarClan's sake, there was a full-grown bush right next to the Warrior Den, and it didn't even do anything! It just kind of sat there like some bored-looking cat. Not to mention that the Apprentice Den was a tree - literally a tree. She'd thought it was cool watching the apprentices go up and down every day, but now that she had to do it herself, she knew it wasn't nearly as fun actually doing it.
Wasn't she supposed to be doing some apprentice duty or something? Skyfall would be furious if he found Blazingpaw gone, and she could not take another week of finding the fleas for the elders; she almost swore she could still taste the sour, pungent bite of mousebile on her tongue. But . . . the sun was already up. And no one had called her. Blazingpaw rolled her eyes. Whatever. It was beautiful dawn, if a bit chilly, and she wasn't about to waste it.
Almost immediately after stepping out of the den, she noticed Rainkit peeking his head out of the nursery. Was he . . . watching Raggedstar? She smiled softly. Yes, he was. So cute. And to think that I shared the same den with him only four moons ago! He was so tiny then, like a tiny boulder with a pair of blue eyes. He must've grown, though, because he's the same size as me, and I'm a lot older. He'll make a great warrior one day.
And then her smile widened. But I'll make a better one!
While she was glad to have moved onto being an apprentice, she sometimes missed being a kit.
"Rainkit!" she called, walking over with that mischievous smile on her face. "Don't tell me you've been spying on the leader again. I'm pretty sure there's something in the warrior code that says 'kits cannot ask their leader more than twenty times a day to become apprentices.' I think." She shrugged lightly. "Either that, or we can banish you from the Clan. Whichever works."
Imagine a thread where people spend more time on the "Lore" tab than on their initial post. Imagine an intricate plot with detailed characters before you start to role-play. Imagine being able to experience a world made by your own hands.
That's what I'm offering.
Now, don't get me wrong, I love fast-paced RP's as much as the next person; the story takes twists that I doubt any of the authors would have envisioned. It's fun. But there are days when the random bickering between characters just doesn't cut it. I've seen too often a thread where it starts promising, but within the first ten pages, all suspense and action has completely died off because--surprise!--no one plotted anything so everyone is hopelessly lost. If you haven't experienced this, well, lucky for you. Because it's frustrating.
Thing is, good planning--real planning--takes time, and who wants to invest hours of hard work and dedication into something that might not even get off the ground? You can say it how you like, but actual plotting takes some grit and determination. Not that it can't be fun. (:
So, why am I here? You've probably guessed why. I'd like to find a person who's as serious about plotting as I am, one who won't quit on me after a week. If I'm to be completely honest, I'll say that I visit RpNation daily-ish, but my posts would come less frequently, maybe only a few times a week. I don't have any RP's on this site, or at least I haven't for many many months, but if you want an example of my writing style, I'll put it in the spoiler below. Anyone who's plotted before knows that, sometimes, it's more fun than the actual RP itself. Key word: sometimes. World-building, character development, plot twists, all that jazz. Don't worry. It's not nearly as hard as it sounds, and in the end, you end up with a pretty fantastic story line to follow. But you knew that.
EDIT
Due to time constraints, I can only pick one partner. Sorry for any convenience this causes anyone.
That morning, much like any other Leaf-fall morning, started with the sun cresting over the large forest, bathing the secluded camp in a bright, golden glow. A few cats milled about, chatting to each other or aimlessly wandering, but nothing unusual. Somewhere nearby, Blazingpaw heard the high-pitched chirps as a pair of bluejays flew teasingly above their heads, protected by the leaves and branches that separated them.
It was a good morning - a peaceful morning.
Stretching, the orange apprentice rose out of her small, mossy nest and padded out into the clearing. Well, clearing was a strong word for it. Maybe something more along the lines of a somewhat open patch of forest, or the only place where fifteen trees weren't battling to grow in the same place. For StarClan's sake, there was a full-grown bush right next to the Warrior Den, and it didn't even do anything! It just kind of sat there like some bored-looking cat. Not to mention that the Apprentice Den was a tree - literally a tree. She'd thought it was cool watching the apprentices go up and down every day, but now that she had to do it herself, she knew it wasn't nearly as fun actually doing it.
Wasn't she supposed to be doing some apprentice duty or something? Skyfall would be furious if he found Blazingpaw gone, and she could not take another week of finding the fleas for the elders; she almost swore she could still taste the sour, pungent bite of mousebile on her tongue. But . . . the sun was already up. And no one had called her. Blazingpaw rolled her eyes. Whatever. It was beautiful dawn, if a bit chilly, and she wasn't about to waste it.
Almost immediately after stepping out of the den, she noticed Rainkit peeking his head out of the nursery. Was he . . . watching Raggedstar? She smiled softly. Yes, he was. So cute. And to think that I shared the same den with him only four moons ago! He was so tiny then, like a tiny boulder with a pair of blue eyes. He must've grown, though, because he's the same size as me, and I'm a lot older. He'll make a great warrior one day.
And then her smile widened. But I'll make a better one!
While she was glad to have moved onto being an apprentice, she sometimes missed being a kit.
"Rainkit!" she called, walking over with that mischievous smile on her face. "Don't tell me you've been spying on the leader again. I'm pretty sure there's something in the warrior code that says 'kits cannot ask their leader more than twenty times a day to become apprentices.' I think." She shrugged lightly. "Either that, or we can banish you from the Clan. Whichever works."
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