Calibur
11-09-2006, 10:01 PM
As my first act as forum Sage
Cough*A-team is much better *Cough
Anyways... I'm sure we've all read RP posts in the past that we have really enjoyed. You know those kind of posts that grab your attention and hold it to the last second. Or those posts that made milk gush out your nose as you rolled around on the floor holding your self from the side-splitting laughter.
So if you have a bit of extra time copy/paste one of those posts that you love to this thread. They could be anything from an intro, to dialogue, even a character sheet. Just as long as its not a OOC, it counts. Heck it doesn't even have to be from this forum. Just remember to label what RP you found the post in, incase anyone wants to take a closer look.
I'll Start:
Here is a sect from the intro to the Rp Light & Dark (http://www.warboards.org/showthread.php?t=19324) you can tell Sirion really put some time and effort into it. It's too bad the Rp never really took off:
“Next stop, 15th Avenue. Next stop, 15th Avenue.” Blared the speakers. John sighed again and stood up, grabbing his bag and walking to the door. Life was tough, and work simply made it harder. The doors slid open with the usual hissing sound and John stepped out. A rush of cool air met him, causing his cheeks to turn a little red; the train must have been warmed by its loop through the underground portion of the city, where it never got cold.
John shivered as he stepped out into the freezing wind above ground. His thin white button up gave him barely any more protection against the cold than his green t-shirt underneath it. He took a step absentmindedly. Suddenly his foothold gave way, sending his skidding into a deep puddle in the middle of the sidewalk. He jumped as the icy cold water touched his skin, and he quickly pushed himself up.
“Just my luck” John muttered. The water had completely soaked his jeans and shoes. He sighed. He would be uncomfortable for the rest of the day. Suddenly, icy pain shot through his foot, like every inch had been pierced with a hundred needles. Shocked, John immediately recoiled, but his foot wouldn’t budge. Pain shot through his entire leg, spreading faster than a wildfire.
“You, my friend, are very lucky.”
John looked up, only to see a man where a hood and coat which made any features indistinguishable. Grimacing, John tried to move, but it only caused more pain. He looked down and finally saw why his foot lay immobile. Solid ice encapsulated his foot, shards sharper than steel sticking out, and in. Dark blood trickled out of his leg, freezing instantly on the clear shards, staining them. Panic slowly filled him, and he looked back at the man.
“Can...Can you help.” He pushed out with what little breath he had. The man turned around, and slowly walked away.
“That depends on your definition of help.”
“Wha…what?”
As suddenly as it had come, the pain disappeared. John looked down to see the ice and blood gone, not even water left behind. John pulled up his jeans. No wounds, no blood. Bewildered, he looked up at the man, now a few yards away. He turned around and looked at John once again.
“You can only trust the first person you see. You cannot trust anyone else. Ever.” He turned, and walked into a dark alley. Confusion filled John.
Suddenly, an explosion rocked the world.
Cough*A-team is much better *Cough
Anyways... I'm sure we've all read RP posts in the past that we have really enjoyed. You know those kind of posts that grab your attention and hold it to the last second. Or those posts that made milk gush out your nose as you rolled around on the floor holding your self from the side-splitting laughter.
So if you have a bit of extra time copy/paste one of those posts that you love to this thread. They could be anything from an intro, to dialogue, even a character sheet. Just as long as its not a OOC, it counts. Heck it doesn't even have to be from this forum. Just remember to label what RP you found the post in, incase anyone wants to take a closer look.
I'll Start:
Here is a sect from the intro to the Rp Light & Dark (http://www.warboards.org/showthread.php?t=19324) you can tell Sirion really put some time and effort into it. It's too bad the Rp never really took off:
“Next stop, 15th Avenue. Next stop, 15th Avenue.” Blared the speakers. John sighed again and stood up, grabbing his bag and walking to the door. Life was tough, and work simply made it harder. The doors slid open with the usual hissing sound and John stepped out. A rush of cool air met him, causing his cheeks to turn a little red; the train must have been warmed by its loop through the underground portion of the city, where it never got cold.
John shivered as he stepped out into the freezing wind above ground. His thin white button up gave him barely any more protection against the cold than his green t-shirt underneath it. He took a step absentmindedly. Suddenly his foothold gave way, sending his skidding into a deep puddle in the middle of the sidewalk. He jumped as the icy cold water touched his skin, and he quickly pushed himself up.
“Just my luck” John muttered. The water had completely soaked his jeans and shoes. He sighed. He would be uncomfortable for the rest of the day. Suddenly, icy pain shot through his foot, like every inch had been pierced with a hundred needles. Shocked, John immediately recoiled, but his foot wouldn’t budge. Pain shot through his entire leg, spreading faster than a wildfire.
“You, my friend, are very lucky.”
John looked up, only to see a man where a hood and coat which made any features indistinguishable. Grimacing, John tried to move, but it only caused more pain. He looked down and finally saw why his foot lay immobile. Solid ice encapsulated his foot, shards sharper than steel sticking out, and in. Dark blood trickled out of his leg, freezing instantly on the clear shards, staining them. Panic slowly filled him, and he looked back at the man.
“Can...Can you help.” He pushed out with what little breath he had. The man turned around, and slowly walked away.
“That depends on your definition of help.”
“Wha…what?”
As suddenly as it had come, the pain disappeared. John looked down to see the ice and blood gone, not even water left behind. John pulled up his jeans. No wounds, no blood. Bewildered, he looked up at the man, now a few yards away. He turned around and looked at John once again.
“You can only trust the first person you see. You cannot trust anyone else. Ever.” He turned, and walked into a dark alley. Confusion filled John.
Suddenly, an explosion rocked the world.