zexion/ienzo

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Depends. You'd have to run the ideas by me. PM me what you have if you wish~

Hey guys. So basically, this thread is just as the thread suggests. I really want to get into an RP. And a good one at that. I haven't RP'd in quite some time but I promise I'm not out of practice. I'd honestly prefer a 1 x 1 RP that's an original idea with characters of our own and I'm better at romance / comedy / drama / angst - than I am with action / gore / ect. For me, sometimes, the more depressing an RP is or the more emotion put into it, the better. I'm a stickler for grammar, punctuation, and spelling mind you. And five sentence post at the minimum. And detail is a must! I love a good, deep, and intricate RP I can't get into. Replied may be a tad late sometimes but if you're interested, please be a dear and leave a comment so I can PM you and go over ideas.

I'm all for an RP with you too if you're open for it Lexi~ We haven't had a 1 x 1 with each other yet.

Abe glanced over at the boy pushed into the circle of strangers all sporting a training uniform (which he was already wearing). He clearly looked uncomfortable to be in such a situation - his wide eyes flicking back and forth. He was a pitcher? "Hard to believe..." Abe muttered to himself, looking the boy over but shrugging gently. Who was he to judge. "So you're a pitcher? Were you Ace on your other team?" He questioned dully, a few of the other team members glancing at him in mild curiosity. Couldn't a guy be curious after all?

Abe sighed, wiping a few delicate beads of sweat off his brow as he switched into his practice uniform for the morning rounds around the baseball diamond. His hair stuck slightly to his forehead from the summer heat but despite the intense weather he up and ready for the summer training that was to come for these three months until the start of the new school year. His eyes narrowed as he caught sight of the team that he was to be working with and analyzed them, slowing his jog to a fast walk. He hoped among these guys was a sufficient pitcher. Being a catcher was hard when the decent player he was to be paired with wouldn't comply to anything...

This is a 1 x 1 RP with Belyxsh - this time featuring Big Windup! and it's ever lovable characters of Abe and Mihashi. Abe will be played by yours truly while Mihashi will be the oh-so-lovely and skilled Belyxsh. Hopefully you enjoy it~! Belyxsh shall start us off. Let's do this.

Recently I was told by many friends of mine thatgot together that I was actually really decent at helping people solve their problems or give them advice in what to do. So I decided to do this. I know everyone on KH13.com has their own personal life, their own issues, and things that sometimes 'said' people don't know how to deal with whatever problems they have. So this is what that thread is for. Just send me a private message explaining what's wrong and in this section here I'll anonymously put what you said, fix all grammar mistakes and all so no one can tell who you are, and below give my response. It's almost like an article of the sorts. But I'm doing this because I've been asked so many times for help and advice and I'd love to help others here. Everyone on this site is like family, you all mean a lot to me. Please don't troll - this is supposed to be a serious Personal Thread. And I won't lie, I will be giving you my honest opinion and the bet advice I can. So message me if you need advice, help, ect. I'm here for you guys.

(This is a 1 x 1 RP with one of our newest members, Sunny, as the title clearly states. Please do not post in this area unless you are a Moderator giving a warning of the sorts if necessary. As always, the Moderators have my full respect and both Sunny and I will abide by the Forum Rules. If you have any Feedback for the RP - if you like, ect., ect., just message one of us~ Without waiting any longer, I'll start my post now.) The careful breeze swept across the campus courtyard, the perfectly cut, emerald strands of grass bending obediently to the coy notion. It snuck around the trimmed bushes and festering roots sticking out near the stalks of high oak trees and weaves it's way around the small, ornate statues placed decoratively around the perimeter. The cold chill crept around as it pleased, free to roam however it wished. It left goosebumps in the wake of nearly bare legs and shoulders of teenage humans walking about in close groups huddling together as they all walked down one main path. They were students; students to the building in which the curious winds found as a blockade to it's wandering ways. Despite the cold weather that came with it being about mid-October the female students traveling down the main path still wore their assigned, black plaid skirts - leaving the flesh of their legs open for the bitter bite of an approaching Winter. The male population (or at least most of them unaware of the term common sense) were given the same consequences on their arms as they had their maroon blazer tied around their waist or slung over their shoulder, the white, short sleeved dress-shirt doing little to prevent from stinging weather as well. It was at this point they wished they had been smart like the other teenage boy's that actually cared about their health, and had worn their jacket too. Slipping in-between their walking legs, the persistent gust of wind brushed against the fallen Autumn leaves of the season, moving them in a golden and flushed crimson flurry. They gave little spirals and twisted like gymnasts in the air, sometimes giving off the playful thought that could indeed be playing an acrobatic game of tag. As the leaves played along with the wishes of the invisible force blowing them though, some found their little game of chase put to a halt by two, moderately high pillars supporting a thick block of wood. The sign was professionally painted and smoothed of it's imperfections, shimmering paint of an inky black color filling in the cursive carving that read Miss Anne's School For Potential Young Ladies and Gentlemen. And just a few feet away from that was a skeptical form. Elizabeth Parker's sapphire blue eyes narrowed in doubt as she read the words of the sign clearing broadcasting that the area past that point, the campus, the building, and whatever lay beyond that was part of this new prestigious school she had been assigned to courtesy of her father. If she hadn't known any better, she would have thought this was a sort of scam to give her father another reason to display punishment. Yet she was so far being proved wrong. Elizabeth sported the same uniform as those just a few feet ahead of her that were trying to get into their academy-like school by squishing last one another into the double doors. Perhaps a single file line would have worked better... The black skirt sat on her hips and rested just above her knees where just a few inches down, at the start of her upper calves, a pair of thin, white socks warmed just a bit of her legs. On her torso area, a well fitted, white, short sleeved jumper was layered neatly with the signature maroon blazer on top, buttoned. Long, ash blond hair cascaded down to the small of her back like a wavy waterfall, her choppy straight across bangs pinned back with a thick black headband to expose her forehead. Elizabeth's hands clenched tightly around the strap to her white messenger bag that was slung diagonally across her form, heavy with the books she had gotten for this private school. Taking a deep breath, she began her shaky tread down the cement path to the polished, granite steps where everyone was slowly diminishing from. "So this...this is my first day?" Elizabeth murmured, her voice barely a whisper - another thing that the wind took with it as it continued on it's oh-so-curious maze around the space. (Whoa. That was...a lot even for me I hope that was good enough~)

I'll see you later then~ When you come back on I'll have the thread made with my first post and everything so start brainstorming~!

I really enjoy the site - but the only way I can access it is through my iPhone. At one point I changed to the Desktop version of the site, is tree a way to change it back to mobile? By the way, I love the Forum and RP section. And altogether the layout is really nice.

I live in New Jersey, which is an amazing plus being that it means we have the same time zones as well~ Honored? Really? Well thank you, I find that very flattering. I'm usually always online - even if the site has me registered as offline if you ever check my profile. So feel free to message me after your family leaves, I'll come around to check to site again at six, six-thirty. And it's no let down, I understand that you have family over ^^. I'm glad you let me know though and didn't randomly disappear. And you're welcome

Sunny. Welcome to KH13. This was exactly what I was looking for! And I love long and lengthy posts like that! The more detail, the more emotion you put in like you did in this little preview the better. You're an excellent writer too. You adapted quiet well to the character I envisioned Danny to be and the same as his father even though you weren't scripted to do so. If I make the thread for the RP today would you be interested in starting right away? After reading your example I'm really quiet eager to start now~

Well if you'd like to, please give an example of your RP skills and if I like them I'll accept you, be sure to follow all the rules~

Thank you for not holding a grudge or anything If you can, recomend this thread to anyone who you think would be interested and is a good RP-er.

Nn, I like the idea you had but I'm going to have to say no I'm sorry~ Dialouge good, detail lacking just a bit. I said I was picky, I'm really sorry~ Maybe another time~

I'm glad you're interested - you may have skimmed the rules though. Before I can make a choice I need you to leave an example of your style ifyou were to RP this. So like, as if you were acting out a small scenario that may or may not happen in the RP from Danny's 3rd person POV. And you'd have the other roles to like Abril and Neil and stuff too, like said below. Just double checking that you read ^^'~

((LONG Summary Ahead)) "I dreamed I was missing, You were so scared. But no one would listen, Cause no one else cared..." Elizabeth Parker knew her life wasn't an easy one. She knew that there were things in life she couldn't change. She couldn't change the fact that two weeks before her eleventh birthday her mother, Lilly Parker, took her own life. She couldn't change that as a result her father, Neil Parker, began to change his habits towards her by making her suffer domestic abuse. And she also couldn't change that, despite her efforts, the situation she had been forced into left her powerless. But Elizabeth learned that in the end all that mattered was her outlook and how she coped with it. For years to come, Elizabeth had no change in routine. She suffered a beating or argument every other day and hid it from the world. And no one suspected a thing - not her friends she had long since distanced herself from or the teachers in her public school who preferred to simply do their job and ignore anything that didn't serve as a benefit to them. That is, until her sixteenth birthday came around. Her father had given her the acceptance letter to Miss Anne's School For Potential Young Ladies and Gentlemen. In other words, a private school with high expectations. Bewildered by the rare gift, Elizabeth went along with his plans, even if it meant moving across her little suburban town in New Jersey. The opportunity presented couldn't be any better despite her sudden disappearance from her life before. "After my dreaming, I woke with this fear. What am I leaving, When I'm done here? So if you're asking me, I want you to know..." In Elizabeth's first few days she meets a boy by the name of Danny Lendonly - aloof and rather uncaring for most things, he's a studious teenager and rather distant from everyone else. By chance, she's paired up with him on a project when she starts learning dark secrets about him. She finds he's actualy sweet and funny, intelligent and sarcastic with that cocky attitude that might just make her insane if it weren't for how he made her happy. But his secrets say he shouldn't be that way. Elizabeth finds he too suffers abuse and rape from his father and brother - the rest of his family unaware of it. Her first instinct is to tell someone but he makes her promise that she is to keep quiet. When asked why, Danny simply states he has his own secrets. "When my time comes, Forget the wrong that I've done. Help me leave behind some, Reasons to be missed. And don't resent me, When you're feeling empty. Keep me in your memory. Leave out all the rest, Leave out all the rest." Elizabeth hates secrets. And she hates not knowing everything when she knows Danny hides it from her. But it's fair since she has her share of dark secrets too. It's only a matter of finding who will discover each other's first and who will meet the other at the finish line*. "Don't be afraid, I've taken my beating. I've shared what I've made. I'm strong on the surface, But not all the way through. I've never been perfect but neither have you. So if you're asking me, I want you to know... Leave out all the rest..." . . . So this is clearly going to be an Original, 1 x 1 RP. If you're interested, post a sample of a post you might make below after reading the character you may be assigned. I don't always pick the first person that posts in the thread due to how picky I am. My apologies. Please be sure to read the rules after reading the characters. Toasty (Me) Elizabeth Parker (Danny's /possible/ love interest) Lilly Parker (Flashbacks) Anika (Twin - Friend of Danny's) Jack (Danny's /only/ best friend) Peter Lendonly (Danny's abusive father) The Other RP-er Danny Lendonly (Elizabeth's /possible/ love interest) Neil Parker (Elizabeth's abusive father) Abril (Twin - Anika's sister, Danny's friend) Phil Lendonly (Danny's abusive brother) That's all for now. ~Rules~ 1.) No God-Modding, simple as that. You can not kill of either Danny or Elizabeth via abuse or suicide...yet. 2.) You have to build up the story and really give emotion and story to the character. For example, Danny his stubborn, caring, intelligent and the other qualities mentioned in the summary. But the sweetness and what not is all subtle. He still his human, he still needs reactions to what he has to suffer. If that means a failed attempt at suicide or snapping at Elizabeth, or even running away from home, it should be done. Nothing like that is to extreme if it's built up with reason, not just in the first five pages. 3.) Please try to keep in mine that proper grammar, punctuation, and lengthy posts are a must. 4.) Have fun and be creative if you're interested with this semi-complex idea. I look forward to this RP~

((Nu-Uh! By the way, I may poof after this or the next post since I'll be going out with my dad to the movies~)) Namine looked at him hesitantly. Demyx seemed like he could handle this. But how? Could she really trust everything to be okay? Could he trust him? Biting her lip, she reached over to gently brush her fingertips against the back of his hand. "I...I'll stay with you. But I can't...I can't tell you anything just yet." She whispered, hoping he would understand. It wasn't because she didn't want to (well that was part of it). She was scared. Of a lot of things. Getting attached and losing Demyx. Or her stepfather lashing out at the blond teen. Or Vexen killing her before she had the chance to live just as she was back to something that mattered just a teensy bit. "Promise me you will be careful?" Roxas' demeanor didn't waver as he remained where he was, his flicking with interest as he dig deeper into what emotions Axel was portraying. "You could take it that way," He tilted his head just slightly (in which the angle could be mistaken for one that, if either of them leaned forward, could be something a kiss be brought from). "Axel. Who made you so messed up?" The blond asked bravely in all seriousness.

Namine's blue eyes widened a bit at that and she nearly cried. It wasn't because of how much she felt like a bother. She didn't think it was because of how troublesome she was. Or how it wouldn't make a difference if she was hurt again or not. She was brought to tears because it was truly the first time someone had offered something so kind since her mother's death. Would that really be okay? She couldn't inconvenience Kairi, the poor girl already had to witness her practically bathing in her own blood. And...she would feel more comfortable with Demyx. She knew him better after all. She knew his smile, his habits - if only a little bit, and his attitude. If his mother was anything like that, it would be of great convenience. But still, what about Vexen's..? Clearing her throat, Namine gave Demyx a very careful, searching look. "I-If...If I was to to stay with you...how would we get around my...guardians at home." Roxas sneered, crossing his arms and leaning down to Axel's level, brushing his nose against the other's. It was then he noticed for another countless time how vivid the red-head's green eyes were, even when he was furious. As he pondered what emotions were conflicting inside of him his sneer dropped to a frown and he looked at him with half-open eyes. "Douche is a very harsh word. And I warned you. Do what you want to me but not to Sora." ((My reply is so fail *facepalm*))

((Hey don't worry about it love~ I'm glad you got everything sorted out - I was getting a bit worried there. I knew you'd come back eventually, even if he had suddenly disappeared from the site. I'm very happy that you actually remembered me and our RP and that you're feeling better )) Naming was about to decline his depresses plea once again before she happened to glance up to meet Demyx's eyes. And that was when her courage, words, anything she had to resist crumbled down. The blond child a thing when it came to looking into people's eyes, after all, they are said to be the windows to the soul. They show every hidden emotion bestowed inside a human being the one may be feeling. For example, Namine always noticed, when her mother looked at her, that she was always holding a warm sadness. Like she was happy to see innocent Namine so bright and full of glee before she was abused and sadness because maybe she knew...She knew she was going to die. In Vexen's eyes she sees cruelty - an untamed fire of rage and lust for power that could not be slated. And right now, within Demyx's soul, she saw heartbreak and frustration. Perhaps he was angered at her for not telling her sooner what was wrong, or maybe at the school board for letting such a things get out of hand. But how could they know anything about her? She was just that little miss Nobody who tried to kill herself in that deserted bathroom. And the frustration and heartbreak...must be for himself. For having to deal with such a troublesome, problematic girl. Namine was used to seeing a happy, worn-down, laid-back look. Not such a deep and thoughful concern. She didn't like seeing such things on his face. It was ugly, unfitting. "I...I won't go back home yet. I'll wait till I fully recover. I still have to go Demyx, I have no where else to stay and I don't want to be a burden anyway." She stated calmly, her voice quiet and barely rebounding off the walls of her room, the heart monitor next to her almost swallowing up the sound as it beeped consistently. Roxas stumbled as he tried walking away from the lockers, deciding to ignore the little wiggle Axel's lanky leg gave when he first tried to walk and stand strong and tall. This red-head had such nerve that it really rubbed him the wrong way. The teenage male was like a snake - you could bite him as much as you want but he could iffy back ten times as more red-hot poison. But oddly, the irritation, the anger, only made him want the red head to try and fight even more. If he wasn't masochistic he didn't know what he was. "Tough? It's my name dip-shit," He stated, looking at the clock and seeing ten minutes remaining of first period as he "accidentally" kicked Axel's shin on what he assume to be the weaker of the two legs at the moment. "It's not like I changed it to sound cool or anything."

Eliot scoffed, elbowing Break out of the way to grab his own bar of bitter dark chocolate to munch on, glaring upward at his fellow co-worker. Another thing he hated. Break always seemed so cocky and full of himself. Like he knew the whole entire female population thought he was sexy. The attention whore... "The only reason you get so many looks is because you, you delusional old man, are a freak and hereby dubbed a weirdo in this town." The blond eyed Gil coming from behind as he kept a wary eye on the quietly chatting customers, no one else seeming to file in at the moment. The black haired teen looked very...anxious it seemed. To leave he assumed. Who wasn't? He had things to do as well when he got home. Eliot nearly let a brief smile flit across his face at the thought. "What's up with you? Run out of cigarettes already Gil?"

Eliot tried to ignore the soft, velvety tone that Break used with him, his haughty words slipping smoothly off his lips in what really could be considered a condescending manner. He hated that about Break. It wasn't just his knack for eating every god damn sweet in sight. It wasn't just his uncanny ability to pop up in the scariest of places. And it wasn't just how Break's charm seemed to affect every woman he met. No, not at all. It was the way in which he spoke to others, the way that he almost looked down on Eliot, that unnerved the pale blond and made him want to kill the white haired menace. Very casually flipping Gil the middle finger, Eliot turned to Break, ready for his assault on the male. Usually his verbal battles were much harder to win but there were times when he managed fairly well in silencing him. It wasn't that hard if you threatened the right thing at the right times within a conversation/debate. "I think the bad reputation more so comes from you constantly nicking all of the sweets and scaring the older customers. Remember, you almost gave that poor woman a wart attack from popping out from behind the counter!"

Rather than continuing to call Gil out on his increasing rudeness and resisting the urge to trip the dark haired male flat on his face, Eliot simply chippe off quite a large chunk from the counter out of pure anger, watching as Gil walked by to the next customer. Even though he knew he was imagining it, he could just picture Gil strutting about after such a fight as if he'd won. Actually that was a lie. But the visual of Eliot then proceeding to skewer him with his antique sword in his living room certainly seemed just as appealing and helped him calm down a bit. However, Break's subtle staring from behind him as he continued to eye the candy and sweets not belonging to his counter were annoying him. "Break," He started, that annoyed "I'm-going-to-give-you-to-the-count-of-three" tone in his voice as he half way turned to glare at the white haired male. "If you don't get back to work, I'm going to rip out your other eye and sell it dipped in chocolate on your candy counter." Eliot calmly threatened, turning back to the register to ring up a slightly horrified elderly woman. Who cares if she heard his angry threat. Anyone whogot on his nerves usually suffered such a fate.

Eliot's throat ached as he fought not to yell across the cafe, surely reaching his limit. He was being talked back to in a manner he wasn't exactly fond with in terms how he'd like to get his way. That involved him in not being wrong or, in fact, caught overreacting to such a situation. Such an action truly stressed him out; especially when he already had enough on his plate to deal with. Like the situation with Ada once he returned home to surprise her. "Well today you obviously weren't cautious enough about her time frame in which you had to go make he appointment to Jack and come back. You were supposed to be back before I arrived," Eliot started, twitching as he rung up another customer who, had he not been arguing, looked as though she'd be making quite a fuss. But even the regulars at the shop they worked in knew better than to get in the way of such fickle things - it'd cool down eventually. ((FINALLY!))