You go whereever the rp takes you- however surreal or serious that might be.
So basically start posting! Being semi literate is always good (not worrying too much about typoes/spelling, just mainly making sure you slam down some description/text along with your dialogue. Past tense is preferred - like often seen in a proper story)
The world? Loosely based on Gaia world – but put in your own elements as you please.
Happily abuse tektek if you want to show off what your avatar –really- looks like (if money were no option lol) – but most of the work is some in your initial descriptions methinks.
That’s enough from me: join up or drop out whenever you like – I’m hoping this goes on for a long while loosely and we can all relax and wiggle our rp fingers. :p
The plot (you want a plot?! gonk ) is that Inana’s holding a post-war party for all her guild buddies. Yesh, that’ll do ^_~
-voila
The city of Durem was bustling with activity, as ever, but now with a new flavour to the mix. As the sun began to set over the horizon, the countless new vampires began to emerge – blinking with sleep- to wander the streets. The vampire-human war had been hard won, and co-existence was difficult now it was new.
Inana had been one of them for a long time, but while the war had turned many humans over to the undead, she had been brought back to fight for the humans- and turned into one herself- finally cured. She wondered if these Gaians who had chosen of their own free will to be vampires knew what they were getting themselves into.
“Hey!”
She jumped and turned to her Gwee – Pixel- who was hovering a little ahead of her and checking over her shoulder with impatience.
“Will you wake up already? We’re going to be late for the guests.”
Inana shifted her grip on the massive shopping bags she was carrying – stuffed full of food and peeked over a frozen turkey to glare at Pixel.
“I said 6 o’clock already- we’ve got ages yet.” She yawned – the first time she’d yawned at night for a long time- and used her long dragon tail to hook the handles of a few bags and take the weight off her arms.
Pixel huffed, a little cloud of black smoke escaping from her nostrils. She flapped over and landed on Inana’s head, digging her claws in to grip her hair in preparation.
“Ouch! What the-?”
“Look at the clock tower, genius.”
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“WAUGH!”
Minutes later Inana was diving down the roads as fast as she could run with Pixel clinging for dear life onto her hair. She skidded towards the Durem reclamation hub and used a foot to kick off it’s wall, running over the top of it and jumping over the other side to gain some distance.
“Crapcrapcrapcrap!”
Hurtling over the fields she could spot her house in the distance- nestled between two trees and a small spaceship parked roughly in the garden- with half a water feature collapsed into the impact crater. The trees were strung with fairy lights in welcome, and the house emitting a warm glow. For the moment it seemed like no one was collected outside.
“You’re going to get changed, aren’t you?” Pixel asked, moving to cling to the goggles on her head for extra grip. “You don’t look like much of a hostess yet. I mean, I know you can’t dress up a goose to look like a peacock but you could at least give it a go. And the smell-“
With a crack Inana’s tail lashed out and knocked the tiny dragon off her head.
Pixel splatted on the floor and gave a puff off flame to see that Inana was still running towards the house. Inana opened the door and panting, called back to Pixel.
“You’re on bell-boy duty.”
“Bell-BOY?!”
“Go greet the guests when they come.” Inana gave a sweet smile, then slammed the door behind her.
