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[Neon Valkyrie]

The Regal Rper ShadowBroker
Aw, my brave defenders.
All this emotional drama inspired me
... A little too much ... The response I have typed is longer than my last one
Imonna go sleep, and take a crack at editing it down with fresh eyes tomorrow, but until then I just wanted to say I loved the posts!

 

[Neon Valkyrie]

*Sigh* alright, it didn't get any shorter, but I'll preface it with a TL-DR, aside from that the dialogue is the only real outward action. Sorry again >.<

 

[Sir Les Paul]

Anatoli is an incredibly draining character to write for. lol He's an intense balance of that playfulness with the serious undertone of actually doing good. I had to rewrite each one of those longer explanations because he comes across so much more as a man of few, but sultry words.

 

[Sir Les Paul]

BainOfBridges One Mean Ghost You both owe posts, broskis.

 

[Sir Les Paul]

Just for anyone wondering where I may be, they've got me working... All of the holidays.

 

[Seraph Darkfire]

That sucks. My work tried to get me to work the weekend and I said there was no way. I was looking forwards to my three day break.

 

[Neon Valkyrie]

Ugh, same.

 

[The Regal Rper]

Hope you guys get some relax time

 

[Sir Les Paul]

I'll likely get around to tagging the people that owe posts and posting myself sometime tonight. Gotta get the train rolling again.

 

[Randomfella]

Was real busy with Christmas sorry D: Got a short response out

 

[Sir Les Paul]

Neon Valkyrie The Regal Rper You two are actually the only ones to owe posts.

 

[The Regal Rper]

I'll post tomorrow evening Sir Les Paul

 

[ShadowBroker]

""Nah. "Kidding. Gray Zone it is. Still better than Redbird," Johannes added. The man had jokes."" Sir Les Paul

I will remember this!

 

[Neon Valkyrie]

Sir Les Paul Oof, I will likely also have to get a post out tomorrow! I'm so sorry for the wait!

 

[Sir Les Paul]

De Terra: sitanomoto Seraph Darkfire

You two are up again. Sita, sorry for not quite pulling Rebecca in this terribly quickly, but in adjusting to not having Epiphany, I decided just speed up how quickly they all meet which means there will be a brief period where it's gonna be Jayce and Adrien looking for Rebecca. Then, as a group, we move on. If I see the opportunity to make it interesting, I will; but, I'm gonna try to make it as quick and clean as possible.

Team Gray Zone: Randomfella BainOfBridges

You two are up. We'll be moving to the next day shortly, so these scenes are winding down. Still gotta vote to make.

Team Redbird: Neon Valkyrie The Regal Rper

Same goes for you two. Granted, I did just drop a big post onto you guys, but the other group is also facing a choice. So, both scenes should wind down pretty close together.


Everything is going quite well, guys. Everyone has been introduced to the tower, a team is out on a mission, everyone has socialized a bit, and now teams are established and we're about to actually get into the meat of the RP--not that we haven't had some pretty heavy substance already.

 

[The Regal Rper]

Sir Les Paul I'll get a response out tomorrow night, hopefuly

 

[Seraph Darkfire]

I'm working on a post now. Have been since last night but I can't get my thoughts in order. I'll figure it out.

 

[sitanomoto]

It's good, I understand. Its just getting difficult to post with no one to reply to, ya know?
Take your time, boys! I'll be waiting.

 

[Seraph Darkfire]

It is crazy how hard it is to play Jayce But I think I am getting it.

 

[Sir Les Paul]

You're not doing bad. I actually intended to make it a little awkward. I always hate in movies how people just magically impersonate others, especially without training.

The only like, tidbit of advice I can give is in writing accents. They're spices best used in small doses. If you ever get around to needing a bit longer of exposition, it's perfectly fine to kind'a 'cut off' 90% of the accent. It's also somewhat more realistic, too. When people speak longer, rant, or are really energetic/angry/etc, they tend to speak more clearly and distinctively, if possible.

I'm not gonna harp on you; honestly, it was just an IC thing. I just wanted to add some thorough espionage elements.

Btw, probably won't post again today. Too late in my morning.

 

[Seraph Darkfire]

I generally don't write accents to begin with. It took me a fair bit to figure out what was enough without making him sound British or like a pirate.

Also, I was trying to find a middle point. Given his background, Alex has had some practice impersonating people, but not at the level needed for the mission. It is easy to impersonate a big personality, but not so easy getting the smaller habits down.

 

[Sir Les Paul]

Accents are odd things. No matter how you write them, you honestly can't capture them with mere words. The accent I would have in my head is nigh impossible to convey to you without finding a comparable Youtube quote. However, I can assure you it's neither strict British or pirate-ish. If you've ever met an old military vet that still speaks the lingo, but they speak it slower and a bit slurred, it's somewhat like that. I would love to tell you it's "a little country", but I have three guys on my shift now that all sound "country" but when in the same room sound nothing alike. So, absolutely poor reference there. Like I said, it's tough.

 

[Seraph Darkfire]

Well, I am from the south so I've heard my fair share of country accents, I've even still got a bit of one. Some accents are spot on though, whether you write them or speak them.

 

[sitanomoto]

Writing accents:
Here's how I do it.
The following pieces are bits of a roleplay and a snippet of a fanfic, respectively.

Spoiler: First One

Jackson smirked. "Goldenheart Lee. My Scholar and recordkeeper." She looked at Izog and stared him down, becoming gravely serious. "Listen to me, Izog, for th' respect ya have for me as a Cap'n an' as an equal, don' whip her. She's been whipped too much already, the poor lass. Th' reason ya never laid eyes on her before is b'cause she steers clear o' you like a Demon from holy water." She lowered her voice so only Izog could hear. "Part of the slave trade in the north. Whipped every day an' branded too." She glared Izog dead in the face. "She ain't no lily-livered pirate, a good fighter an' one o' my most loyal crew, but she's whip-shy. If she needs punishin', send her over to me, an' I'll do the deed. Understand?"
Izog knew her wrath, her anger, and her seriousness if she was ever disobeyed. Disobedience on this ship meant severe punishment, either the plank, starvation, or whipping by the captain herself. No disrespect was ever tolerated on her deck.
Ever.

Spoiler: Snippet

“Davey, Les’ older brudda,” Jack finished with a chuckle.

Tabby smiled and tipped her hat in greeting. “Hiya fellas.”

“You got a name or what?” Jack said back, crossing his arms.

“Tabby. Name’s Tabby.” She said, winking at Crutchie.

Davey looked at Les and then at Tabby. “I, ah, heard the commotion.”

“Yeah, you looked about ready ta slug Maurice clean into next week’s headline!” Crutchie said with a laugh, and the girl couldn't help but smile back.

“Imagine that, huh? ‘New Kid Gives Bullheaded Delancey Brother a Run For His Money’!” Jack said, staring off at the headline board.

Tabby giggled at that, shaking her head as she readjusted the bag on her shoulder. “I think I oughtta hit the streets, fellas. It was nice gettin’ ta meet all of ya.”

“Hey, why don't we give ya the Newsies tour?”

“Yeah! Jack here knows jus’ about all of the best places to stake out!” Crutchie affirmed, moving over and patting Jack on the shoulder with a beam of pride.

“Sure, ‘s long as we don’t gotta go to Brooklyn…” the newest Newsie muttered, looking away.

“Why? Ya scared of Brooklyn?” Jack asked jokingly, smacking her on the arm in an attempt to lighten her mood.

It worked.

“Hey! Easy now, slugga,” Tabitha shot back. “I ain't scared of nothin’. It's just Brooklyn an’ I don't really get along too well.”

“Well, we’ll keep ya outta Brooklyn,” Crutchie said, gently placing his free hand on her shoulder.

“And out of trouble,” Davey said, nodding.

“Aw, enough wit’ all this gushy stuff, fellas! I ain't no softie!” A low growl came from Tabby’s mouth, and she looked to Jack. “Lead the way!”

 

[Neon Valkyrie]

Posting! Sorry! I've been horribly ill and on split days off the last few weeks, and have just been a zombie, but I'm feel better, and working on a post now!